The Elfin Prince
Jona Nehru
-2005-
AN: As I said before, the last weekend was my birthday and my exams also started last week. So that is why I did not have my chapter posted a few days ago. I'm kind of getting stuck on how I should go about writing this chapter. This is my third try. So I would like to say I hope you guys are enjoying this. Anyways, this will also be a pretty short chapter. Just to make sure you guys don't lose interest. I usually update sooner but nerves and shit… you know… This will be a lot about Draco and not Harry…Sorry if you don't like tell me though... I also want to say that I have a surprise for everyone… Or most people that reviewed me with this request;) It's a treat because I got a 94 on one of my English exams!!!! :D Warning: Sexual Content, M/M, and male pregnancy!!!
So enjoy!!
Beta read by: HazelWolf!! ;) Thanks a bunch!!
Chapter 9
First Term Surprises…
It was two months into the seventh year and Draco was sitting in the library with Pansy weeping against his shoulder. Yes a very shocking revelation considering that Draco hated Pansy and Pansy was heartbroken because she couldn't have Draco for some unknown reason. But right now was different. He might of hated Pansy but he still loved his House. It was home away from home.
"Who was it Pansy?" Draco hissed as he held her a little closer. Pansy was shaking with tears. She mumbled a name. Draco gently helped her up with him as he got up himself. They both left the library and headed to the great hall. Draco knew that he would be there, everyone would be there it was almost dinner.
He went and opened the door with Pansy still at his side weeping. "Please Draco don't do anything… I don't want you to get hurt… please?" Draco shook his head, indicating to her that he wasn't going to stop.
He was seeing red… He had been since he had found the beaten-up-Pansy in the back of the library.
He walked up to the Ravenclaw table, leaving Pansy at the head of it, while continuing off to find a certain boy.
"Candd," he said when he arrived. Henry Candd was sitting beside his girlfriend, another Ravenclaw, eating his dinner. He looked up to see an enraged Draco.
"Ma—Malfoy?" he said slightly stuttering. He swallowed before continuing. "Is something the matter?"
"Yes there is Candd…" Draco drawled. "You see I don't take it lightly when my house members are hurt in any way…"
"Wh—what are y—you talk—talking about?" Henry asked, fear etched on his face.
Draco just pointed to the end of the table to Pansy. Henry turned to look with an obvious reluctance. His eyes widened before looking back. Henry quickly got up, but before he could run he was on the ground, a fist smashing into his face.
"You fucking bastard; how dare you touch her," Draco hissed as he pounded into him. The hall was quiet in shock for about a minute before teachers started to react trying to get Draco off of Henry. Pansy's screaming could be heard. But all Draco saw was blood. Then there was a soothing voice in his head. Telling him to calm down. 'Relax Draco, you'll only hurt yourself.' Draco stopped and allowed himself be pulled off Henry by Snape.
"What is the meaning of this?" Snape demanded.
"He… THAT FUCKER RAPED PANSY!!!!" Draco yelled his rage coming back all at once. There was a gasp before everyone turned to look at the crying Pansy. She slid to the floor crying.
Draco pulled out of Snape's grip and ran to Pansy. He picked her up and walked out of the hallway.
"Don't worry Pansy, I'm here now," Draco whispered into her ears. Pansy nodded against Draco's shoulder.
"Draco! Pansy! Wait up," a voice came from behind. Draco and Pansy both turned to see Blaise and Hermione run up from behind. Blaise had been the one to call out.
"Hey… Are you okay Pansy? Did you go to Madam Pomfry?" Hermione asked softly. Draco was shocked by Hermione's kind and caring attitude but then he reminded himself he shouldn't be, this was Hermione after all.
"I…" Pansy looked shocked. "No I didn't…"
"Okay, so we should. You need to get a check up," Hermione said gently taking hold of Pansy's arms. With that, they all headed to the infirmary.
The next few days were difficult to say the least. Draco was trying to help Pansy, but she just lost the spirit she once had. She became reserved and quiet. Plenty of people stared and they were all met by Draco's famous patented death glare. Draco rarely talked to Harry during the days as well. He only saw Harry when he went to bed. They hadn't had sex in the last 3 days and they needed to Draco knew… it would be the last time they would have sex. Two months was up and that was that. They didn't have to have sex anymore. Surprising how that prospect of seeming celibacy was wanted desperately before but hated now…
They were in the Great Hall eating dinner when Pansy whispered, "Draco? Can I ask you something?"
Draco smiled. He knew that Pansy had changed. She would never be that same bubbly, annoying girl that she once was. "What is it, Pansy?"
She looked him right in the eye. "Why can't you love me? Am I that bad?"
Draco was floored- what was he to say to that? 'Yeah you annoyed me to hell and back?' or 'I'm sorry but I'm gay and am the Elfin Prince's consort'
"Umm…"
Blaise, however, found this hilarious. He attempted to hide his grin while saying, "Yes, do tell us, why can't you love the beautiful lady?" Okay there was no denying that Pansy was beautiful. She just wasn't Draco's type.
"Umm… You see Pansy… it's just…" Pansy looked hurt and about to cry. Draco mumbled something really fast under his breath and gave Pansy an apologizing look.
"What was that Draco? Sorry, but I didn't really hear you…" Blaise asked with his grin fully displayed. Draco mumbled it again. "Louder mate."
"I'M FREAKING GAY ARE YOU HAPPY?!?!" Draco yelled. This was followed by silence. Blaise was smirking and Draco went beet red before gathering himself and smirking as well. So what if everyone knew, it didn't matter. Gays were accepted in the wizarding world just like everyone else.
The hall stared at him, shocked. This was Draco Malfoy, sex god, Slytherin Prince, and he was gay.
"You people have a problem with that?" Draco asked sweetly with a not-quite-hidden threat in his tone.
No one said a word.
"Good, then get on with it," Draco said. Pansy looked at him, completely stunned, before recovering with a smile.
"So it's not me, it's just that I don't have certain parts? Hmmm…" Pansy said laughing. Draco blushed but smiled. It was Pansy's first laugh in a long time; she was making progress.
"Hey Malfoy!" Seamus called out. Draco turned and saw Seamus running up to him.
"What is it Finnigan?" Draco asked.
Seamus smiled a bright smile. 'Damn he's cute,' Draco thought. "Well you know how it's Halloween next weekend and it was Hogsmade weekend." Draco nodded. "Yea well I was wondering would you want to go with me to Hogsmade? Maybe we could get a couple of butterbeers."
Draco smiled. "You asking me out Finnigan?" Seamus grinned and nodded. Just then Draco saw Harry come from behind Seamus and give him an angry pointed look. Draco smirked.
"I would love to, but the thing is, I'm happily in a relationship with a person that I love and I just couldn't give that up," Draco said quietly enough for only Seamus to here. Seamus' face dimmed a little before it brightened again.
"Well if you're ever up for a good shag you know where I am!" Seamus said with a wink and a grin before heading off. Draco watched him go, shaking his head. Last year he would have done one of two things; laugh at him for being a griffindork, or go and shag him. Now, though, it was different.
"What the hell was that about, Draco?" Harry hissed in his ears.
"Nothing Potter. He asked me out, and of course I said no since I am in another relationship. What do you want?" Draco asked Harry.
"It's almost been four days. This is our last one. Might as well get it over with… the faster it is the happier we'll be," Harry said. Draco didn't hear the hurt tone in his voice; he only heard the hurtful words. Draco nodded stiffly and headed toward his rooms.
Draco sat in the library beside Hermione doing work. It had been four months since he had asked Hermione for help. Two months since Harry had last touched him intimately. It was two weeks 'till Christmas break now. Over the last two months, Draco and Hermione had become very close. Especially after the Pansy incident. He had liked that, and thanked the gods for Hermione. She was so understanding, especially since she had practically the same situation with Ron. Yes, Ron had yet to ask Hermione out. They had talked hours on end, until the early mornings about their loved ones. It was funny, how the more Draco paid attention the more he began to realize he was so wrong those days.
Draco had had to convince Harry into letting him take him shopping for new clothes and such. Harry was now also devoid of his round glasses and he looked absolutely stunning. Draco could stare into those eyes days on end and never be tired of them. Draco knew all the things that made Harry tick. All the things that made Harry smile. All the things that Harry felt. He knew all this by just looking into Harry's eyes.
It was now commonly known that Draco and Hermione were in a truce. Which was quite easily explained away because they were both head boy and head girl. Hermione wasn't all that bad, Draco had realized. She was funny when you really got to know her. Draco was content with the results of this year so far. Yet he still wanted more, and that more was Harry. But Harry just didn't want him… and it hurt so much to know that.
"Draco?" a voice wondered into his thoughts. He looked up to see Tulane. Draco raised a questioning eyebrow. "You should go talk to Madam Pomfrey," He said quietly.
"Why?" Draco asked.
"Well… umm... there's something I should have told you. You see the last week of your transformation. You know when you receive the parts to give birth?" Draco nodded. "Yes well when you… hmmm… have sex during that week, your body stores the sperm and well…. Draco you're most likely pregnant now. It usually isn't used unless you don't have sex with your mate for a couple of weeks…"
Draco was shocked to say the least. "How would you know if I was pregnant?" Draco hissed out. His face was flushed with rage. Why hadn't anyone told him this.
"You're… aura has changed. It went from green to baby blue," Tulane whispered quietly.
"Why didn't anyone tell me this?" Draco said in an extremely angered tone. "Do you plan on keeping everything from us… you bloody bastards." Draco got up and gathered his things. He was heading to the infirmary. Just as he was about to leave he turned around and said "If Potter finds of this I will personally come and kill you… with my bare hands!"
With that he left. Tulane stared at him with sad eyes. Why hadn't he told him before? Because he was scared of that reaction. Tulane had known that no matter what he would have become pregnant after fours months with Harry. It was the way most elfin marriages worked. That was how it had been between him and Maletin before Tulane had lost his child and was rendered incapable of having children. Tulane sighed. If only they truly understood the beauty of having children.
"They will come around; don't worry. Draco needs someone to love and Harry is so honorable and loving he will love the child with all his heart," Hermione said from behind Tulane. Tulane nodded softly. 'Hopefully they will… before it's too late,' Tulane thought.
Draco ran to the bathroom when he had entered his chambers. He had to throw up, and he had only just eaten 30 minutes ago. He hadn't noticed Harry who had been sitting on the couch reading over the potion that was assigned for tomorrow.
Harry looked at the bathroom door then shrugged. It didn't really matter to him. As he was about to return to his book he heard gagging noises from the bathroom. 'Okay now that's weird.' Harry got up and walked to the bathroom. The door was left ajar and Draco was leaning over the toilet vomiting. Harry winced, it wasn't as if he had never seen people vomit before, but he had always thought it disgusting. He went over and gently rubbed Draco's back. When Draco was done, he slowly leaned back into Harry, sighing.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked. Draco didn't answer.
"Water," he croaked softly. Harry nodded, quickly getting up and getting some water. He came and sat down beside Draco. Draco leaned against Harry and slowly sipped the water.
"So are you going to tell me what is wrong?" Harry asked.
Draco slowly finished the water before answering. "Probably something that I ate. You know me I'm careless," he replied quietly before getting up. "Now if you don't mind, Potter, I'd like to take a shower."
Harry looked at Draco suspiciously before nodding and leaving the bathroom. Draco sighed as he leaned against the door. When he had gone to 'Poppy', as she wanted Draco to call her now, she had said that he was about a month pregnant. Which would mean that he would have to stop all his heavy-duty training that he had started at the beginning of the year. Draco quietly slipped out of his clothes and into the hot running water. He moaned quietly as he felt the soothing water run down his back. Draco's thoughts wondered to the man in the next room. How was he going to tell him? Could he really look into those brilliant green eyes and…? Draco moaned again as he thought about Harry, or more specifically Harry's body. His broad shoulders, his hard chest, those unbelievable six-pack abs, his lean, tight legs. Draco's hand moved slowly down his body on its own accord. But something stopped him. He quickly got out of the shower. He groaned when he looked down to see a raging hard-on. As he was about to wrap a towel around his waist, he felt himself feel queasy again. He groaned and flew to the toilet, leaning over it again, emptying the remaining contents of his stomach. He was vaguely aware of smooth hands running up and down his back.
"Draco, are you okay?" Harry asked quietly, pulling the whimpering boy into his lap. Draco nodded and buried his head in the crook of Harry's neck.
They sat there awhile longer. Draco moaned quietly as the hands continued to run down his back. It suddenly stopped.
"Don't…" Draco whispered as he slowly reached up to kiss Harry, "…stop…"
"Draco, we can't do this…" Harry whispered, but he was fighting the urge to jump the boy and drive into him, hard.
Lemon Scene - IF you don't want to read then skip till you see bold again! –
AN: My first try at Lemon don't kill if it's not good
Draco slowly straddled Harry's hips, grinding into him. "It doesn't feel like you want to stop…" Draco whispered when he felt Harry's erection against his thigh. "Fuck Potter, it's been two months and I need a release."
Harry let out a low moan as Draco's hands roamed over him. "Draco… you'll regret this later…"
Draco secured his hands in Harry's hair. "What? Having sex with my husband… I think not." He said as he rocked against Harry. He captured Harry's lips with his own. "Why don't we get off the bathroom floor?" Harry nodded and lifted them both up.
Draco wound his legs around Harry's waist and he continued to kiss his husband as Harry carried him to the bed. Harry's legs meet the bed and they fell forward. Draco was pinned under Harry.
"Hmmm… Potter… I want you to…. fuck me hard… I want you to drive into me…" Draco said, groaning. Harry was shocked by his words, but turned on to no end. Draco had never really taken the lead. Never said that he had wanted to be with Harry before. And he was never this goddamn vocal.
"Mmmm…" was all Harry said. Draco took on the job of stripping Harry's shirt off, which was discarded quickly. He moved his own pale hand down the nicely tanned skin. Draco moaned as Harry sucked the sensitive area near his collarbone. The bit that was so sensitive that it made him helpless and totally wanting.
Harry's hand moved down the smooth skin that he knew so well. He came to the knot of the towel and quickly disposed of it. His hands stroked the tender flesh right beside Draco's member. Draco moaned. "Oh fuck… no fair… shit… Potter… you're still…ahhh… dressed," Draco struggled to say as he tugged on Harry's pants desperately.
Harry chuckled and he quickly ripped away his own pants and boxers. Draco sighed at the sight of his husband. He could definitely be a porn star. He had it all, abs, biceps, and the tight ass. Harry softly shoved Draco into the middle of the bed before slowly pushing apart Draco's thighs. Draco, getting the hint, opened his legs. Harry climbed up and kissed the smooth skin of his husband's inner thighs. Harry muttered something and a small bottle flew into his hands.
He poured some oil on his hands. Harry carefully coated three of his fingers. Draco sighed at the small, teasing, butterfly kisses Harry was showering on his stomach.
Draco inhaled deeply as Harry took him inside his mouth and began licking. Every motion of his tongue on the underside of Draco's cock was nearly agony, however, he was doing it sooo slowly… Draco was completely lost just thinking about the mouth on him and he almost, almost didn't notice the finger that probed him. The world was turning blurry again, as that unbelievable mouth licked along Draco's cock, nuzzled against his balls, slowly sucking them in and releasing them again, reducing Draco to soft whimpers as he tried to stave off the rushing pressure building at his groin.
"Fuck yea… Harry…" Draco said, using his given name for the first time.
"Hold up…" Harry breathed as he left Draco's cock and moved upward, kissing his navel. Draco felt another finger enter him and thrust deep down. Draco moaned. The fingers continued to move in an unbearably pleasurable rhythm. Then another finger entered him and Draco felt totally lost. Harry had by now come up and was sucking the tender flesh near his collarbone once again.
When the fingers left him, Draco whimpered at the lost. But the whimper was quickly lost, when Harry entered him swiftly, unexpectedly. Both of the men moaned loudly.
Harry stayed still a minute, letting Draco get used to the feel. It had been almost two months, after all. Draco moved forward a bit, indicating to Harry that he was ready. Harry moaned softly before he began withdrawing slowly, so slowly that Draco was mewling by the time he thrust forward into him again. Harry quickly picked up the pace, continuously trusting deeper into him. "Fuck! Harry…" Draco said as he met each trust. Harry continued to kiss, lick and nip at sweaty flesh. Harry put his hand between them and grabbed hold of Draco's long hard penis, smoothing the drops of pre-come down the length and then pumping in time with his thrusts, varying the depth of his thrusts and varying the strength of the pulls along Draco's cock.
Draco didn't last long after that and neither did Harry. With one last cry of the other's name, they both came.
They lay there panting for a couple of minutes before Harry pulled out of Draco, and both of them moaned at the loss.
-Okay, Lemon over! -
"Mmmm… that was the best fuck I've ever had with you, Potter," Draco said, when they had both calmed down.
"So now it's back to Potter? What happened to 'FUCK YEA HARRY'?"
"Shut up, Potter," Draco said, throwing his pillow at him. Harry grabbed it and hugged it. "Okay give back the pillow I want to go to bed…"
"Don't think so, not unless you start calling me Harry. Doesn't have to be in front of others but just us… I mean, we have sex, it's the least you should do," Harry said.
Draco sighed, but asked, "fine- ah- Harry- can I have my pillow back?" Harry nodded and handed it over. Draco rolled to his side and smiled, he loved the way Harry's name rolled of his tongue…
Harry smiled as he watched Draco fall asleep. He loved the way his name rolled off Draco's tongue…
AN: Okay so maybe it wasn't that short… ;)
