Title: Baby of our Dreams

Rating: PG-13 for now

Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with Harry Potter. Only Constance is mine.

Summary: Harry finds a baby on the door step of his relatives and runs to Draco for help. Will be SLASH! If you do not like, hit the back button on your server and have a nice day. Oh, and a bit of ooc on the characters.

A/N: 90 freaking reviews. I have never ever been so happy! I have never seen 90 reviews for any of my stories! My next highest ranking is only like 37 or close to it. So, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! I LOVE YOU ALL! This chapter was kind of fun to write, I'll admit, so I hope every one enjoys! Ohh, I am so sorry about how long it took to update this, but it's been a long week. What with watching the Olympics and my mom and sister beating me to the computer...you have to go and see Exorcist: The Beginning if you like horror movies! I saw it last night and it was great! So much better then the originals!

"Okay, they better get here soon; otherwise I'm gunna take off with the baby and leave you here." Draco said, a scowl set firmly on his face.

Harry laughed, "Sure you will." He looked down at the blond's hand, and noticed for the first time that he was holding a sheet of paper, "What's that?"

"Mm?" Draco looked at Harry, then followed his line of vision, "Oh, um, well, I kind of want to re-do the nursery. It's just a list of things we're gunna need."

"Why don't you just transfigure everything?" Harry asked, a look of confusion crossing his face.

Draco shrugged, "Because that takes the fun out of it? If I was as lazy as you can be, I probably would. I actually like to get my hands dirty, contrary to popular belief."

"Only you would still taunt your husband." Harry wrinkled his nose, "and I am not lazy."

"I know, I know." Draco squeezed Harry's shoulder re-assuring, "I was joking!"

"If your gunna joke, then don't do it in the same tone you taunt in, hey? Really misleading when you do that." Harry shifted Constance's carrier to his other hand.

Harry bit his lip. The last week that had led up to their wedding the previous night had seem to have flown by. When he hadn't been in his room or the joint living room, he had been outside, puttering in a once forgotten garden. This morning though, had been weird. After Constance had woken up, was changed, fed and bathed, he and Draco stood in the living room just looking at each other, neither exactly sure what to say or do.

Finally, Harry had grumbled that he couldn't take the silence anymore, and when Draco asked what it was he had said, Harry was already storming off to his bedroom. Harry was pretty sure though, that had Draco not been holding Constance at the time, he would have gone after and demanded an explanation. It wasn't until they arrived here that they started talking again.

"Just how are you planning on re-doing it?" Harry asked, bringing the topic back to hand.

"Mm, just new furniture. Nothing too fancy, because school starts in a few weeks and when we get back, she'll be a bit big for things."

"Harry! Draco!"

Both boys looked over their shoulders and saw Hermione dragging Ron behind him, "Sorry we're late! I couldn't get Ron up, and then I remembered we didn't set a specific time..." She grinned as she came to a stop in front of them, "So? Is everyone ready to shop?"

"Yeah! Let's go."

Harry held up a blue dress, that caused Draco to wince, "Oh, come on now!" Harry dropped his arm in frustration, "That's the fifth outfit I liked that you didn't. Why does everything have to be what you like?"

"Have you looked at yourself lately? Your taste is atrocious."

"You know, I didn't exactly pick this outfit out." Harry said, glowering.

Draco smirked, "You are wearing it though."

Harry shrugged, "Not really a choice. It's probably the better looking of all my clothes."

"Okay, then we are going to shop for you also." Draco said simpley as he grabbed another outfit that he happened to like.

Harry sighed in frustration, "Can I please pick out one outfit that I like?" He asked, a pout forming on his face.

"I guess so."

"Thank you." Harry picked out a light green long sleeve shirt that had ruffles around the collar and a small silver bow situated right underneath. It also had a pair of matching shorts, with ruffles along the hem.

"You ready then?" Draco asked, wrinkling his nose at Harry's choice, but didn't say anything about it.

"Yep." Harry looked around, "Where did Hermione and Ron go?"

Draco shrugged as they headed towards the check out, "I don't know. Something about a gift?"

"Ah." Harry looked down at the carrier as Constance started crying, "What time is it?"

"Near three I expect, why?"

"Just trying to determine how long it's been since we last fed Constance." He kissed Draco's cheek, yet again surprising the blond, "I'll be outside. I think she's just crabby."

"O-ok." Draco stuttered, watching Harry leave.

"A Malfoy stuttering! Classic!" Harry chuckled to himself as he walked outside. He headed next door to Florien Fortescue's and ordered a drink for both himself and Draco. He then headed to a table and sat down, placing Constance on the table facing him, "Aw, baby, what's wrong?" He asked, running a finger gently along her hairline.

Constance calmed down for maybe two seconds then started crying again. Harry gritted his teeth, although her cries were not that loud or annoying. He quickly unbuckled her and lifted her out gently, tucking her in the crook of his arm, "Shh, love. You're okay."

"I think its stress."

Harry looked up and smiled as Hermione sat down across from him, "Stress?"

"There are a lot of people milling about. I think the noise is getting to her." Hermione deduced, nodding at her own cleverness.

"Ah." Harry looked down at Constance who finally seemed to be calming down. Her cries were a bit further apart and not quite as loud.

"Granger." Draco sat down next to Harry and kissed his cheek, "How's she doing?"

"Better. I think she just needed a bit of holding." Harry replied, taking a drink. He handed Draco his and sat back, relaxing, "So, are we done here then?"

"I think so. We can come back again to get you some new clothes and the rest of our school things." Draco said. He took a sip of his own drink and reached out his free hand, trying to get Constance to grab at his finger.

Hermione watched their interaction with interest. They interacted as if they had been together for the amount of time they had said, but Hermione was very observant. It was a rare day during the last year that Harry looked as if he had gotten a full night of sleep, but he had always been crabby the following morning. So no indications of any night trysts were ever indicated, especially with none of the morning after happiness. This fact left Hermione very confused.

"I'm afraid that I have to go. I got to drive here today, and I think Mum and Dad will get worried if I don't get the car back soon." She stood up with a stretch, smiling at Harry and Draco's confused looks.

"You drive?" Harry asked, jaw dropping.

"Yep. Learned and got my license at the beginning of summer." She slapped her hands together lightly, "Well, I'm off. I hope to run into you both again before school, but if I don't," She leaned over and hugged Harry. She then went on to kiss Constance's head and shake Draco's hand, "I will see you both at platform 9 and 3/4." She grinned and walked off.

"Well, let's head home love." Draco stood up, Harry following suit.

Harry placed Constance back into the carrier, taking extra care to snap her in securely. They then walked towards the leaky cauldron in companionable silence, anxious to get home.

"Harry, come see how this looks will ya? Tell me if you think it looks 'lived in.'" Draco called, his voice drifting from the nursery out into the living room.

Harry glanced at Constance's cradle to make sure she was still asleep and then walked into the nursery. His eyes widened in awe as he looked around.

Draco had really gone all out on the room. The walls were now a light pink in color, with a border covered in bunnies along the top of the walls. The once wooden floor now was cream colored plush carpeting. A wooden crib stood proudly in the middle of the room, its blankets covered in bunnies. A tan rocking chair was placed near a wooden changing table that had a diaper holder hanging from it, with a diaper disposal unit next to it. A toy box sat in the far corner with stuffed animals overfilling it and on the wall in yellow lettering was Constance's name.

Harry grinned, "Wow! It's beautiful! It definitely feels lived in. Very mugglish too, I might add."

"Well, that's what I figured lived in meant." Draco said, raising a shoulder in a half shrug.

Harry's grin fell away into a small smile, making him, at least in Draco's eyes, look quite content. He walked over to Draco and pulled the blond into his arms, watching in minor amusement as Draco's silvery grey eyes widened slightly. He may not have been feeling love at the moment, but Harry knew then that he would, and to him, that was all that mattered.

"Draco," He started, staring down into the blond's eyes, "Lived in is all a state of mind. All it is is a comfortable place to be. A place you can walk into and feel right at home. And while this is rather mugglish, it feels very lived in. I love it so much." He smirked and placed a rather shy kiss onto Draco's parted lips, "Now, we just need to do something about the rest of this house."

TBC...of course

Thank you all again for the reviews. 100 would be nice I might add, but with my running rate for reviews, that would be a shocker! Umm, a side note here, most of my other stories are in hiatus at the moment. Not permanent though. Everyone just seems to love this one so much, that and I kinda hit an impasse with Shadow and Ice, which bites cause some of you liked that one too. If anyone has any ideas for it... so on with drill...REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! –Giggle- I sound like a drill sergeant don't I.