Disclaimer: I do not Own Harry Potter, or any other characters. If I did, I would not need to write fanfiction :P
A/N Even though I'm sick as hell right now, and should be sleeping (Like I wanna do that) I am updating this story.So, even with annoying sitting on my lap, trying to distract me, I shall give you this update. I just want to say to anyone who reads my other stories, I'm completing this one as quickly as I can because I know I can finish this one up easily. I won't be having many different updates until this story is finished, which, will probably not be long. So don't worry hehe. And about this chapter, well, this is the part I've been trying to build up to, and now its here, and now we get to see the aftermath in later chapters. so fun isn't it? (yeah not really, we just want Harry and Draco to get together, kiss, and yay! right?) Originally this was going to be the last chapter, but I have a bit more to wrap up, so your all lucky.
InuLorien Lol :P that made me laugh.. yes, Harry's a girl.. I guess o.o. More or less but as I stated before, I'm really stretching normal pregnancy on this one! Whats he going to do with the kid? well we'll just have to wait and see ;)
chaeli.meep. The baby (if you can call it that) Will be introduced next chapter, so you'll questions shall be answered then :P
Thankies also to anyone who read my drabble, and my other reviewers ura-hd, myniephoenix, lovemehatemejustdon'tfearme - Loves for you.
On the day before the full moon, you finally got your opportunity to steal the leash. Malfoy seemed to spend even more time with you for the last few days, but he was called to a meeting with the Dark Lord.
Alone in the room, you run over to the closet and turning the knob carefully, waiting for something to happen. After creaking the door open inch by inch and realizing Malfoy hasn't hexed the door so no one can get in, you reach in and…
Ah, that's why Malfoy never hex the door. There's something in the closet.
Its clammy hands wrap around your hand, and you feel a sticky substance wrap itself on your arms, and soon enough it's up to your neck. It is dark red and feels oddly like a tongue.
This is where you start to panic. You grab for something, anything, finding your hand move around a leather piece of material. Hopefully it's the leash. You move your hand back out of the closet quickly, flinging the leash to the other side of the room with your free hand.
You struggle with the red sticky mess for a bit, and feel it's clutches on your shoulders slack a bit; making you move even further from the closet in hopes the it will leave you alone.
It only pulls the monster out of the closet, while you fall backwards onto the floor after losing your balance. The thing is purple, like a very big bruise with large bumps on its skin that looks like craters on the moon. You let out a loud screech, because the tongue is starting to wrap even more securely around you.
The creature inside you starts to wriggle, as if sensing something is wrong. Well something is wrong, and it's starting to paralyze you, which is not a good thing, because you know you have to move, just tell that to your body!
It seems to move by bouncing, bouncing up in one big orchid blob, and coming back down closer to you. You can't see any teeth, but you know it'll kill you just the same. You let out another terrified screech, and try to get up, scrambling for control over your fear filled body.
The monster gains on you and you barely hear the door slamming open, as someone, most likely Malfoy, rushes over to you with trampling footsteps. A well spoken Avada Kedavera blasts at the monsters, and after a pain filled screech the blob lays still.
A pair of hands picks up your trembling body, holding you close, while and angry voice questions you, lectures you. "Potter, what the fuck happened? How did that thing get out of the closet, fuck, fuck, fuck." Malfoy whispered, holding you close.
You want to sob with relief, but notice others are starting to venture into the room. "Uh, sir. The Dark Lord is not happy with how you, um, left." a female voice says, and you look back, noticing a young female who only looks around fifteen standing in the doorway with dark robes.
Her eyes widen at seeing you, and it's probably more from the fact you have dark purple gunk stuck to your body and a full belly then it is the fact you're Harry Potter. Or maybe it's the fact you're a bundle of mush in Malfoy's arms.
"Tell the Dark Lord I had to go because one of my pets decided to go and get loose on Potter. We don't want Potter dead, now do we?" Malfoy responded, sounding cold. A mask, that's all it is.
"Yes, yes, sir!" the girl stuttered, practically running out of the room to go off and tell Voldemort the reason why Malfoy ran out on him.
You lay on his chest, his hands smoothing your hair. You hope he doesn't notice the leash behind his couch, laying there on the ground, waiting for your anxious hands to pick it up.
"What happened, Potter?" Malfoy asks, slightly more kindly then he had earlier. Your mind has been racing for the last few minutes, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation for the monster getting out of the closet. You hoped your alibi would work.
"I walked past your closet, and the thing starts to shake a bit. I opened it, and then that thing springs out at me! You could have warned me that a weird knocking around in your closet was just the boogeyman!" you protest, hoping Malfoy can be distracted enough to just take your explanation as a good reasonable one.
"Well I didn't expect you to go snooping around, and usually that pet is always quiet." Malfoy says, and you snort through your nose.
"A pet? If that thing is a pet then I am a coconut standing on the side of the road." you reply, glaring at the carcass of the blob.
"Well then, Potter, I guess you are a coconut then." Malfoy replies, a smile upon his lips. It disappears as he stands up, picking you up and balancing you on your legs. "Please don't get into anymore trouble."
With a flick of Malfoy's wand, the blob is gone, the closet doors shut, and you're pushed by magical hands to the bed. The door shuts closed behind Malfoy, and you run over to the area by the leash, behind the couch.
There it lies, on the floor waiting for you to pick it up and hide it for tomorrows escape. You're only hoping you don't get any bigger in the stomach, because it's getting annoying at how much your belly grows each day.
The next day is the weirdest you have ever seen. You wake up to see Malfoy's door open, and a bunch of Death Eaters moving down the stone halls chattering for all it was worth. Looking through the door, you can see Malfoy giving orders in the hallway to Death Eaters, or trainees, on where they are supposed to be tonight.
As crowded as the halls were that morning, they are silent as the dead that night. Malfoy goes out of the room to get food, and this is when you know Snape is going to collect you, he told you himself that he would come when Malfoy usually comes to get food for you.
You pace around the room, leash in hand with the collar on your neck. It took a lot of convincing to get the collar on, because Malfoy was even stunned whenyou asked to go out and see how everything went before the 'Outing.'
Death Eaters were given places to attack, trainees places to attempt to kill, or learn the trade. 'Ha, what trade to killing?' you thought all day, glaring as the Death Eaters talked about how many muggles they would kill tonight.
Your ears perked and his back stiffened when Snape opened the door, glaring at him with dark obsidian eyes. "Potter, come on, Malfoy is on his way up here. We'll go through a passage way just a bit down the hall that will take us half way across this castle." Snape orders, keeping the door open for you.
Snape was dressed in black robes, with a white mask clutched in his hands. He looks like he'd received a few cuts and scrapes, and you're almost reluctant to go with him. It only lasts for a moment though, this is your chance at freedom, and how could you pass it up?
You try your best, even though it is a bit like waddling, to keep up with Snape's fast pace as you hurry out of Malfoy's rooms and down the corridor. You feel a sharp pang of regret, knowing you only got to give Malfoy a kiss before you left him.
If Malfoy catches you, you know you're dead for sure. He'll be so fucking angry, you're betting he'll force you to give birth to the creature just so he can torture you in any and every way possible.
That's why as Snape touches a stone with his wand twice, and it opens to reveal a small passageway, you try to get into it as quickly as possible. Soon you are following Snape's black cloak and the white mask through a winding and twisting corridor. The air feels damp on your skin, and makes you shiver a bit.
You stop at the end, and Snape taps the wand again on a stone and the passage way opens up. You follow Snape out of the damp corridor to the cool entrance hall; the great doors wide open for the star lit night. The full moon's glow illuminates the pathway to the forest.
As soon as you and Snape step out of the castle, you hear an angry roar. Snape pushes you further to the yard, the leash clutched in your hands. You know you can't run, so you settle for a small jog.
"I TRUSTED YOU!" you hear Malfoy's angry shout, and can't help but look back over your shoulder. Malfoy has his wand aimed at Snape's head, and you don't want to move any closer because you do not have a wand.
Snape replies to that, and Malfoy seems to get even more enraged by it. "YOU TREACHERIOUS LEACH, SEVERUS!" Malfoy screams, you didn't even know Malfoy knew those kinds of words. You decided to start moving towards the forest again, only to hear angry screams from behind.
Almost there! You can see with the bright night that you're almost to the end of the forest. Snape didn't give you anymore instructions on what to do after this, but you know he'll come back for you, and if he doesn't you have to get through the forest on your own.
You hear light footsteps behind you, and turn around because they sound soft, calm, much like Snape's would be. After turning around, though, you find yourself at the point of Malfoy's wand.
"Give me one reason, Potter, why I shouldn't take you in right now, make sure that creature is born, and then kill you." Malfoy says, his voice hard and his eyes cold, oh so very mercury cold.
You just stare back at him, what could you possibly say? You can't say anything really, only that you will fight him even if it kills you. You are too close to freedom to let it leave. You're not going to beg for forgiveness either.
"What happened to Snape?" you ask, fearing Malfoy killed him. Malfoy's eyes harden even more at that.
"Why Potter, why did you turn him? He's not dead yet, but after the Dark Lord is through with him, he might be worse then dead. How could you make him turn to your side?" Malfoy accuses you, and you shake your head.
"I didn't make him do anything. Face it Malfoy, not all people enjoy killing others for power." you spit the words at him, and feel his wand press against your forehead. He looks mad with anger, and in his eyes, something else cries out to you.
"Do you love her?" Malfoy asks, and you look at him, puzzled. Who on earth is he talking about?
"Who?" you ask, truly confused. Malfoy glares at you, sticks his free hand in his robes and opens a letter. Oh, he found Ginny's letter…
Malfoy throws it down at your feet. "Do you love that girl? That Weasley? Is that why you want to leave so badly? Because she's not here?" Malfoy asks, you can see it in his eyes, if not his cold angry voice. He's hurt.
'Well done Harry,' you tell yourself, 'You've gone and hurt another person you love.' "I love her; she's a sister to me Malfoy. I miss her and in that hell hole, I know I don't have very long to live, so why not try for freedom, for life?" you ask, not telling him how much you do love, yes love, him. He'll hate you even more.
"You know, if you hadn't attempted to leave, you could have joined us. The Dark Lord was ready to accept you, even for who you are. You could have been on the winning side, with me." Malfoy says, his voice sounding less angry and more mournful.
You sigh, is he crazy? You would never go to that maniac, you would never join Voldemort. That had been made clear ever since your first year. "Malfoy, I would rather die then join that bastard. Kill me if you must, but I will be free tonight one way or another." you tell him.
Suddenly Snape comes out of the shadows of the trees, looking at Malfoy with, if that slimy git can feel, regret. "Draco…" he tried, but Malfoy just snaps his head back and glares at him.
"Go Severus, go now. I will be informing the Dark Lord of your escape and treachery very soon, so I suggest you get out of here now." he says, glaring at you both with ice cold eyes.
Your heart is breaking, just by knowing he hates you. Snape takes your arm, and leads you away from Malfoy, who seems to be retreating to the castle. You stop, letting Snape lose his balance for a minute. "What is it Potter?" Snape asks.
"Give me a minute." you growl, turning back and trying to go as quickly as you can, even with the big belly interrupting you run.
"This is no time for telling Malfoy you're sorry!" Snape calls after you, but you have to do this, you know you do. You'll never get a chance after anyway.
"Malfoy! Malfoy! DRACO!" you scream, and he stops his motions to the castle, but does not turn around.
"Go away Potter, before I kill you." Malfoy says coldly, and you'd be hurt if you didn't know he was hurting as well.
"Draco just, please, kiss me." you ask, feeling less sure of yourself then you did a few seconds ago.
"Why should I?" Malfoy asks, as if starting to feel defeated.
You frown, no real reason, but you know you have to have one last kiss from him. "Just kiss me." you say, feeling too tired to argue with him. He turns around, glaring at you.
"Why? You're leaving me! You're running off! I can't stop you either, and I can't kill you!" he says, and you can see the tears in his eyes. No matter how much of a mask Draco Malfoy wears, it always comes down.
You waddle up to him, and even though your belly separates you, you lean his mouth to yours, kissing it gently. He lets you kiss him, but it's almost like kissing a stone stature.
You whisper in his ear, before running off after Snape, who was holding a portkey in the shape of a watch, "I'll always love you, you great git." After all, he whispered it once to you; it's time you returned the favour.
You take the portkey with Snape, and soon enough you feel a tug at your navel, transferring you, Snape, and your baby to the Order's headquarters.
You and Snape arrive in the middle of a room you have seen many times before. The smells are the same, the sounds are a bit more subdued then usual, and a voice that sounds so sweet rings in your ear.
"Mom! Snape's back with Harry!" And a familiar pair of arms wrap around you as you finally get to brake down in your friend's arms.
"Harry?" Ginny asks timidly.
"Yeah?" you respond, feeling the tears wash over you.
"What happened to you?" she asks, she sounds astounded. Well you would be to if she suddenly came back form a Death Eater camp pregnant, but right now you didn't want to tell them what happened, you just wanted to rest.
"I think we'll leave the explanations for tomorrow." That's Dumbledore's wise voice somewhere in the background, you know it is. You feel safe here, but you feel regret in the bottom of your stomach.
Your mask of indifference, not that you had much of one, melts away as you lay your head down on Ginny's shoulder, her red curls scratching your face a bit. "I love him, that's what happened." you whispered, before letting yourself break down in her arms.
"Oh dear." you hear Molly Weasely's motherly voice say, and you are helped by Ginny and her Mother to your room, away from everyone's concerned eyes. You're grateful for being able to fall onto your old bed, with Ginny massaging your back trying to help you get to sleep, and Molly promising to get you a cup of hot chocolate, for feeling comfort.
You were never one for wearing a mask anyways.
sighs- few,took me an hour to write that so appreciate it! I encourage you to review, just tell me what you liked, disliked, whatever.
(Before I fall asleep, If anyone has read my one shot Cards and liked it, let me know if you'd like to read it in a comic...)