Warnings: Slash; mpreg; some slightly graphical scenes.


Pairings: Harry/Draco; Hermione/Ron; Possibly others later on.

This takes place...when ever, they're still at Hogwarts. Use your imagination.

Chapter One:

"Psst, Harry!" Draco whispered, trying to attract his attention without anyone noticing. Harry turned around and sent a quick grin in his direction. He appeared to be saying something to the weasel and mudblood, before he headed in the direction of the astronomy tower. He paused, right before the turn off, and winked at him.

Draco smirked, but he knew as much as he would love to snog the living daylights out of his beautiful lover, he had something important to say. He waited until the dark-haired boy's footsteps faded before heading in the same direction. His nicely polished shoes made a satisfying clicking noise on the worn tile and if he listened carefully he could hear Harry's as well.

He sped up; he was a bit eager, he had some rather interesting news for him. He wondered what Harry's reaction would be. He played the scene out in his mind.

Oh Harry love, I am bearing your child! How distraught we are! For my fathers a death eater and he would never agree! Oh no!

Don't worry my dearest Draco; they could never keep us apart!

Oh Harry!

Draco!

He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing out loud. He wasn't all that sure about Harry's reaction when he would tell him the news.

He was almost positive Harry would be happy. He had always talked about how much he wanted a child and all that. It was the perfect solution! Not that he had done it on purpose, he wasn't sure how he got pregnant truth be told. But he recognized the symptoms; he even made a checklist!

Abnormally large belly-check

Morning Sickness-check

Strange pains in your stomach where the little brat kicks you-...check

Tastes for unusual foods-check

Still smiling he turned the corner...only to be roughly shoved into an empty classroom and pinned against the wall.

"Draco..."Harry breathed, and proceeded to ravish his lips hungrily. Biting on his lower lip, Moans, Tongues, Oh YES! Why was I here again? ...Oh yeah.

"Harry, I have something to tell you..." Harry drew back, looking at him worriedly.

"Are you OK?" he asked, he sounded panicky, and he flipped him over and checked for any bruises. "I didn't hurt you did I? O my god Draco, I'm sorry, I-"

Draco laughed. "No Harry, nothings per say, wrong with me but-"

"But what...?" How cute! He looked so adorable when he was worried.

Draco smiled mischievously. "Take a guess."

Harry stared into his eyes as if an answer might be hidden there. After a moment he said pleadingly, "Please Draco, tell me what's wrong, did you find someone else?"

"NO!" Draco yelled, and as Harry was about to open his mouth again he decided that he better get this over with.

"Harry, I'm pregnant."

He watched, amused, as Harry's eyes widened ten times their normal size. He stuttered for a moment before lifting Draco's shirt up roughly and feeling the creamy smooth stomach there. He had to bite back a laugh as Harry felt a kick and his eyes shot open comically wide.

"D-Does anyone know?" Harry asked, staring intently into Draco's granite gray eyes.

Draco shook his head. "I just figured it out this morning." Harry absentmindedly rubbed his hand over Draco's stomach. Draco shivered as Harry's hands went right above the waistline, but Harry didn't seem to notice.

"Don't tell anyone." Harry said firmly, leaving no room for discussion, "You would become a target and since you're pregnant..."he left the end of the sentence unsaid. We knew what would happen, and it wasn't pleasant.

"Well," Draco started, "We need to tell someone, I mean, I can't just go into labor without any medical supervision, can I?"

Harry smiled. "I'm training to be both an auror and med-wizard, remember?" Draco frowned. Oh yes, he was. It was amazing that he took on training for both tasks and was doing extremely well in both.

"But why can't we just-"

Harry cut him off. "I wouldn't leave you in the care of anyone but me. Male pregnancies, however rare, are very dangerous. I'm going to do it; I won't risk you dying because of some stupid med-wizards mistake. I'll feel better if I do it. Besides, they'll probably use you as a test subject or something. You're the first male pregnancy in almost 200 years! And since there's next to no information on the subject..."

"Okay, okay!" Draco laughed, "I get it, I won't tell anyone, but that goes the same to you. Don't you dare tell the weasel or..."

Harry slapped him on the back of the head playfully. "What part of no one knowing don't you understand?"

Draco smiled and stood up carefully. Harry glared at him disapprovingly. "You shouldn't be walking."

"Oh please," Draco said, rolling his eyes, "How do you think I got up here anyway?"

Harry ignored his and hefted him up into his arms, bridal style.

"I'm not a woman!" Draco yelled, "Put me down! Besides, you're not going to be there to carry me every time. I have class!"

Harry frowned for a moment, apparently deep in thought before a light seemed to go on in his head. "Maybe," he said, as he headed out the door of the empty classroom, "we should take you out of classes, so then..."

Draco stared at him incredulously. "You're not serious, are you? I mean I'm only about 6 months pregnant at the most, personally I think I'm only around one month but the book said...but I don't think its right. It's very old! I think my great-great-great-grandmother first owned it or something and..."

Harry began to laugh, a warm sound that touched Draco's soul, all the way into the depths of his heart, that was before he remembered that Harry was laughing at him.

"Of course I'm kidding, but, we're going to have to use a few concealing charms to hide your chubby little belly once it gets bigger."

Draco glared causing Harry to laugh even harder. "Sorry" Huph puff," It's just, "Huff puff puff, "You're so cute!"

Dracogrimaced and buried his head into Harry's neck. Harry clutched him protectively, like a precious bundle and made his way to the Slytherin dorms, thankful that everyone was at lunch. He walked slowly, trying not to disturb Draco who appeared to have fallen asleep.

He was a bit worried about him walking around to all his classes, it was only lunchtime, and he looked exhausted. How has he lasted this far?

Must be from all the excitement Harry thought, smiling down at the frail blonde in his arms. He was enjoying just holding him, but all too soon he was inside Draco's room, after successfully sneaking past the common room where a few Slytherins were playing a game of exploding snap.

He laid him down gently on the bed and took one last look at the boy's stomach. He smiled and pulled the blankets up around the small Slytherin. He watched him sleep for a moment, those pale salmon lips taking small shallow breaths. His hair was a bit messed up, but it just made the picture ever more beautiful.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the boy's temple. "Sweet dreams." he murmured, before leaving the room and shutting the door softly behind him.

When he was sure the door was shut, Draco opened one eye and smiled softly.

Harry wearily flopped down on his bed. For the remainder of the day Hermione and Ron had pestered him about where he had run off to during lunch. Ron seemed to think that Draco and him got in a fight and he got him put in the hospital wing for the rest of the day. He was glad that they cared and all but it was getting ridiculous. Hermione had even set alarms outside his door so if he left they would go off! It was lucky for him that he noticed them and went out the window.

He smiled remembering the night, it was one of the hottest shags he ever had...Draco...

He wondered how he was doing, if he ate anything at dinner, if he hadn't...Harry sighed. There was no way to tell. He hadn't gone to dinner, but he hoped that he remembered to eat...

After about twenty minutes of worrying himself sick about how Draco was doing, if he was eating, if someone had hit his stomach, etc, he grabbed his invisibility cloak and Marauders Map and headed out of the room.

He tiptoed down the creaky spiral staircase, knowing that if they heard him they would automatically know it was him. He stepped down onto the plush red carpet of the common room and looked around. Seamus and Dean were attempting to play chess, some second year girls were giggling over a Witch Weekly magazine, and Ron and Hermione were sitting next to each other on the couch whispering to each other. .

Cursing his curious side he tiptoed over until he was within hearing range, which was only a few inches away from them.

"...acting weird." Hermione murmured, her brow creased in thought.

"Maybe he hit puberty." That was Ron; he knew they were talking about him.

"Honestly Ron, at 16, besides he already hit puberty."

"What's wrong with him being happy anyways?" Hermione groaned and swatted him on the head.

"He's positively glowing! Something must have happened during lunch!"

"Maybe he beat up Malfoy, he wasn't there all afternoon."

"I don't think so. But that git deserves it though." Harry had to keep from growling.

"A girlfriend?"

"That's it! Of course!" she paused here. "Who could it be though?"

Ron shrugged, "It could be anyone."

They sat in silence for about five minutes and just as Harry was about to leave he heard Hermione snap her fingers and let out an, oh!

"It's Luna Lovegood!" Harry had to restrain from laughing, "She's been extra happy today too! Plus she said she had a boyfriend but she couldn't say who it was!"

"Yeah, Harry must've not wanted it to be all over the school."

"Let's not tell him we know."

"Yeah, we'll wait until he tells us."

Harry ran out of there at the speed of light since he was afraid he would burst into laughter. He chuckled as he made his way down the hallway to the Slytherin common rooms.

Harry stood in front of Draco's door. With a whoosh of his hand the door banged open into Draco's private room.

And he was amused and a little bit turned on to discover Draco, fresh out of the shower with a pretty yellow towel around his waist and a pudgy little belly.

"Argh!" he yelped, falling backwards. Harry raced forward and caught him safely in his arms. "God Dammit Potter! Don't you have manners?"

Harry just smiled and kissed him softly on the lips. "Hello." he whispered huskily. He felt Draco shiver and smirked. He picked him up gently and laid him on the bed.

"We can't Harry..." Draco said, patting his stomach. Harry smiled and leaned forward to whisper into his ear.

"I'll be gentle, baby." Draco groaned and raised his back off the mattress.

"I-I suppose if you be gentle then..." He was cut off as Harry tore away his towel, rendering him helpless beneath him.

"Oh god Draco..." Harry murmured, kissing and sucking on his neck softly, "You're so beautiful..."

Draco threw his head back to give more access to his dark haired lover. Harry varied between licking and sucking. He even added a little bit of biting.

"Mine," he growled, he bit extra hard on a pale section of skin, "Mine..."

Draco just mewled, struggling weakly against Harry's strong grip on his arms.

Harry moved down to his chest, licking two perfect rosy nipples. He smiled when he felt Draco's erection against his leg, he was prepared to throw him over on his belly and ravish him silly, when he remembered the precious bundle Draco had inside him. He rose back on his haunches and divested himself of his clothes.

He gingerly spread Draco's legs, telling him to ask him if he was hurting or wanted him to stop. Draco just smirked and said. "Has there ever been a time when I've wanted you to stop?"

Harry smiled softly and shook his head.

He proceeded to prep him carefully until Draco screamed at him to hurry the hell up.

Cute.

And Harry did. Slowly, very slowly. Draco was screaming at him to hurry and Harry was glad that a silencing charm was permanently placed on Draco's door.

Of course normally he would have gone faster, but he was being cautious. He would never forgive himself if anything ever happened to their child.

In, Out, In, Out.

It wasn't long before they were both covered in pearly fluids.

Draco curled up into Harry's embrace, burying his face into his neck. Harry tightened his grip on him possessively. He kissed the top of the silky smooth blonde hair that smelled faintly of the melon shampoo he used.

Cute.

Burying his head into his little blonde lover's hair, he fell asleep.

The next day Draco awoke to strong tan arms holding him and a familiar musky scent everywhere. He was a bit confused at first but then he remembered.

He sighed contentedly and snuggled closer into the warmth that was freely offered. Harry tightened his grip until Draco was chest to chest with the Gryffindor.

Possessive little thing, isn't he? He thought, smirking. He wiggled his way out of Harry's arms somehow and when Harry grasped blindly for him he handed him a silky green pillow which appeared to be a fine substitute.

Standing up he wiped himself off with a towel, not in the mood for a shower and picked out some clothes. He headed back to bed and cleaned Harry off as well before replacing the pillow with himself once more.

Meanwhile...

"What do you mean you haven't seen him?" An angry Ron was asking a terrified Luna Lovegood, "He's your boyfriend! You should know!"

She glared at him fiercely. "What are you talking about?" she demanded angrily. She threw back her covers to reveal a half naked and sleeping Seamus. "He is my boyfriend!"

Ron flushed immediately. "B-But you said that you couldn't tell us who he was-"

"That's because," she began angrily; "We didn't want to become the latest gossip or have people constantly nosing around!"

Ron turned an unhealthy shade of red.

"How the heck did you get in here anyway?" Ron just blushed and turned around, mumbling something.

"What?" she asked, not hearing.

"I said," he began, making sure she was listening before continuing, "There's a secret door beside the picture of the rose!"

She raised her eyebrow in question. "And how, might I ask, did you know about that?"

If possible Ron got even redder but he was saved by Hermione whom had heard the whole thing and was watching amused from behind one of the beds.

"Okay Ron!" she clapped him on the back, "Come on, he's not here, Goodbye Luna..." she coughed and blushed when she saw Seamus' bare chest. Who knew he had a heart shaped tattoo...argh! "Seamus."

Seamus mumbled something in his sleep and rolled around, taking the blankets off Luna in the process, to reveal an entirely naked Luna.

An entirely, yet surprisingly hot, naked Luna. Ron thought, immediately blushed bright crimson, but only moving when Hermione dragged him out. He could hear Luna scream and tug the blanket from Seamus as well as a rather loud thud which indicated that Seamus had been pushed out of the bed.

Harry, what with all the shifting around on Draco's part, woke up. His eyes fluttered blearily for a moment before landing on the pale lump next to him.

Smirking, an evil idea in mind, he carefully pulled down the covers. Draco shifted and mumbled something before his breathing evened out once again. Once he was sure he wasn't moving anymore, he tore off the blonde's pants and boxers in one swift move.

He couldn't help but moan a little as Draco unconsciously spread his legs.

God.

He was tempted to take him but that was not what he had in mind, and he wanted him to save up strength for the baby.

He smiled and lifted Draco's shirt a bit, feeling the tell-tale lump where the baby resided. After a moment he felt a soft little kick. Awe. He frowned then, thinking how delicate the poor thing was and how Voldemort could easily kill him.

No, I won't let that happen.

A little bit reassured he returned to the task at hand.

He leaned forward, little tendrils of black hair tickling the top of Draco's shaft. He rested his cheek against the shaft, pleased when he felt it stiffen a bit. He playfully rubbed his cheek against it until it was semi-hard.

Phase 2.

He set back on his haunches and in one swift move, deep-throated the blondes cock. He grinned as the blonde shot up and gasped loudly. He watched as the silver eyes looked down at the perpetrator.

The blonde groaned loudly. "What a wake up call." he purred, settling himself back on the bed sheets. As Harry just sat there, doing nothing, Draco said in a rather strained and breathless voice. "Please, continue."

He nodded, obligingly. He swirled his tongue around the tip and sucked hard once. He was surprised when Draco came with a half scream.

He wiped his mouth and sat back, an adorably confused expression on his face. "You normally don't come that fast." he noted, stating the obvious.

Draco blushed and replied," I think it has to do with the pregnancy, it's like I'm more sensitive to everything."

"Speaking of which," Harry said casually, laying back down and slipping an arm around Draco, "I think I can snag one of those pregnancy charms, you know that ones that tell you if it's a boy or a girl, from Parvarti or Hermione maybe."

Draco looked astounded. "They keep those things around?" Harry shrugged as if to say that he didn't get them either.

"Alright, get it and come in here tonight, after everyone's in bed." Harry nodded, rubbing Draco's stomach lazily.

"I can't believe it," Harry said absently, "In three months I'm going to be a father."

Draco shrugged. "You have the easier part; you don't have to have the baby." Harry laughed, and agreed.

"Now I'm really happy your bottom." Draco scowled and crossed his arms.

"You tie me to the bed!" Harry had the decency to blush, but he didn't deny it. You would be amazed at all the ropes and chains sweet innocent little Potter had under his bed.

"Well, if you didn't squirm so much..." Draco hit him on the head with a convenient pillow.

Harry just laughed again and picked him up in his arms like the day before and carried him into the bathroom.

"You know," he said teasingly, "I think I would really like a shower." Draco sighed.

"Your insatiable aren't you Potter?" he frowned, "And I'm pregnant!"

Harry just smiled. "Contrary to what you want to believe, I am going to restrain myself." Draco laughed and mumbled a sarcastic, 'Of course.'

Three hours later two frantic wizards were trying to get ready.

"Oh I can control myself, phah! You didn't even last five minutes!" Draco said, yanking a brush through his hair.

"Well you kept bending over, and your hands were all over yourself!"

"People usually use their hands when they clean themselves Potter!" he yelled, giving up with the brush and yanking on his black school robe.

Harry just sighed, yanking on his striped socks. "Those are hideous!" Draco yelled, stopping to point at the purple and maroon striped socks Harry was sporting. Harry crossed his arms and glared.

"I like them. They were all out of moroon and gold anyways." Draco snorted and yanked on his shoes.

"Thank god!" he said smirking, "If they were they would be even more hideous!" Harry mad a move as to hit him but remembering the baby he stopped. Draco noticed this and smirking sinisterly proceeded to hit Harry on the back of the head.

"Ow! What was that for?" Harry asked, rubbing the back of his head gently. Draco simply smirked satisfied and began to walk out of the dorm.

It was the beginnig of a new day...

tbc...

R and R!