The Elfin Prince
Jona Nehru
-2005-

An: I know that the last chapter was just a lot of nothing but it will make more sense when you read this. The importance of Pansy who I don't hate but don't adore will come into play here. I also wanted the whole school to know of Draco's preferences. Another thing is that I wanted to finish this one in 10 chapters or so because I already have another idea for a story! Hopefully it will work! So on with the story.

RATING IS NOW R! I WILL OFFICIALLY CHANGE IT NEXT CHAPTER!

!WARNING- MALE PREGNANCY- SLASH m/m- and future Lemon!

Review response: (not all just questions really) Some of you have to wait and see for your answer like mars explorer and LadyofGrey!

Anny Pervert Snape- as for more lemons I'm pretty sure I will but not quite, just depends on my mood you know?

Sheree- they can't tell others of their relationship because they don't want Voldie to find out about them. You see if they find out that their married Voldemort is going to suspect Lucius and we just can't have that now can we?

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Beta Read by: HazelWolf ;) thanks a bunch


Chapter 10
Confessions of the Heart…

Harry woke up to an empty bed. He looked around for any trace of the man he married. The said man was nowhere in sight. Just then Harry's elfin ears picked up the sound of gagging coming from the washroom. Harry quickly got out of bed and opened the bathroom door. Kneeling on the floor over the toilet was a pale Draco. The beautiful blond looked like he hadn't slept in days and hadn't eaten anything in weeks.

"Draco?" Harry asked as he kneeled beside him. "Something's wrong; please tell me what it is. You know how I hate being kept in the dark."

Draco sighed as he leaned against the still very naked Harry; he himself was only dressed in boxers. Draco sighed. "Promise you won't get upset," he said quietly.

"I can't promise anything until I know what it is Draco," Harry told him, softly stroking Draco's messed hair.

"Well… I'm pregnant," Draco said quietly.

There was a silence.

"How many months?" Harry whispered.

"One," Draco whispered back. Harry looked at him shocked. He mouthed 'how.' "The last time we had sex, your sperm was stored. Thus me getting pregnant."

Harry sat there saying absolutely nothing. Draco moved forward and turned around, facing him.

"Harry…" Draco whimpered when Harry jumped up and ran out of the bathroom. Draco felt tears form in his eyes. "Fucking hormones!"


"Bloody hell, it was just hormones. I used him. Damn it! How could have missed that his aura had changed. I fucking used him," Harry said viciously as he repeatedly punched and kicked the punching bag in the room of requirement. It was the room that they used for training. He had already been there for more then eight hours, just blowing of steam.

"Harry?" Maletin asked, coming into the room.

"What?" Harry snapped without looking up from his task.

"What has gotten you so upset, my highness?" Maletin asked quietly, as he watched the topless teenager mercilessly pound into the punching bag. He wondered how much damage the man could do to a person.

"What gives you that idea? I'm not upset Maletin and bloody well stop with the whole highness and Prince shit," Harry said somewhat sarcastically as he continued to punch.

"Firstly, the charm is down. You look very much like the Elfin prince and secondly, you're punching that bag as if it just killed your best friends. Which it didn't, Harry," Maletin responded calmly.

Harry stopped, stepped away from the punching bag, and looked down at himself, his hands going to his ears. Maletin was right; he was in elfin form. He sighed, "Draco's pregnant. But I doubt there's any use telling you since you probably already knew."

Maletin nodded. "Is something wrong with that?"

"Wrong with what? The fact that he's pregnant or you knowing?" Harry asked as he took a towel and wiped his chest. Maletin gave him a look. "I realized I'm not in love with him. Loving the child, our child, would not be difficult but would be scary."

"Harry why can you not love Draco? I mean for someone so full of love you sure do seem quite set on not loving him. Is he not good enough for you? Are you too great for his standards?" Maletin asked in a voice he knew would get to Harry.

"NO!" Harry yelled falling on his knees and hands. The he whispered, "No; that's not it at all. Draco… he's… oh god. Since the time he fainted and I have to had sex with him I've loved him. God, his eyes, those eyes are the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen. But I can't. He'll get hurt. Everyone I love gets hurt."

"Harry stop. Don't you dare go down the self-pitying road. No matter what, he will get hurt. You are bound together, or do you not know? He is yours. You are his. Damn it Harry, when are you going to figure that out! I don't care if the others always got hurt. Draco will always be there. You don't know how hard it was when I found out that my husband could no longer have children. You can't know how it feels. We were in love. We wanted a child, but the gods didn't think we deserved them. But you are lucky enough to be gifted with children. I would bet you a million galleons that Draco is crying at this moment because he is upset and probably thinks that you do not want this child."

Harry whimpered and looked at Maletin. "But I do want this child. I want a family. A family to call my very own… damn…"

"Go talk to him, Harry. He deserves the truth," Maletin said gently putting his hand on Harry's shoulders. Harry nodded. He pulled his shirt quickly over his head and headed out the door, to his chambers, where he knew that Draco would be.


It was around eight thirty when Harry returned to Draco. Draco was sitting on the window seat, tears rolling down his cheeks. He couldn't hear anything, or even see anything. All he could remember was that Harry had ran. He had rejected him and his child, no, their child. Draco didn't hear the person walk in, or see them until he felt the arms close around him.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Draco," Harry's soft voice said as Harry rubbed up and down Draco's arms. His head rested on Draco's shoulder. "Gods Draco… I'm so sorry… I love you… I love you so much… I'm just so scared at what might happen. What would happen if I loved and cared for you?"

Draco's heart suddenly felt so light. He felt like he was floating on air. "Do you really love me, Harry?"

Harry lifted his head and looked at Draco's tear stained face. "Yes I do love you… I love you and our child that is growing in you. I will love you now and forever… I'm sorry Draco, for everything that I've said and done."

Draco's only response was leaning into Harry and kissing him. They stayed that way for a long time. Just kissing and touching each other. Learning what made the other moan the loudest. When they stopped, Draco was leaning against the end on the window seat with his legs bent and spread in order to accommodate Harry, who was leaning over him. Harry was still licking and sucking on Draco's neck at all the right spots.

"I love you too Harry… So much that sometimes it hurts," Draco said. Harry stopped and looked up. He looked into the lust- and love-filled stormy gray eyes. "I've loved you since we got married. When we danced to that song, at the Elfin party it felt just right. Like it was just the two of us. No Voldemort, no elves, no magic. Just you and me."

"I felt it too, Draco," Harry said as he gently leaned down and kissed Draco's forehead. "You need to rest. I'm sorry about today. I really shouldn't have run out on you. But I can't wait for our baby to be born." Draco smiled as Harry got off of him and picked him up bridal-style. He carried Draco to their bed and got under the sheets.

"G'night Harry," Draco said as he snuggled into Harry.

"Good night love," Harry said. Together they both drifted off to a land where there was no one but the two of them.


Severus Snape stood in another part of the country, in a large manor where the Dark Lord was having a meeting. A meeting that would change the lives of ones Draco and Harry Potter. "Master, I have some news for you," the petite girl said to the ugly snake-like man on the throne.

"This better be good, my dear," the man said.

"My lord, Harry Potter has married."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to be punished?"

"No, my lord! Please just listen. All that I say is true. Harry Potter is elfin and is married to Draco Malfoy. I know this, for I heard it with my own ears. It was that Granger girl and the Mudblood-lover talking." Snape stared at the scene in front of him. How could he have missed this? Pansy Parkinson was going to pay when she got back to school. He was going to make sure of that.


I know it a short chapter, but oh well… I've had exams, assignments like crazy, what else? Umm, nope, but that's still a lot. RR!