Part 3: Harry's dark dark dark dark darkest secret EVAR
After, like, four days, Harry and draco stopped having hot man-sex in the broom closet. Which was good because things were getting sticky. And gay. The gayness was ovre whelming and was starting to attract bugs. Which were not gay, any everyone outside wanted to know who was making all that noise and stuff. Anyway, after leaving the closet Harry wet to class.
During the entire class, harry couldn't stop thinking about the hot man sex he wanted to have under the moonlight in the broom closet with draco after class. It would be hot. And glistening, but it wouldn't really be under the moonlight because there still were no windows. But it was ok, because having gay buttsex was a magic in of itself. Dumblledore had said that love was the greatest power so Harry thought that he nailed draco enough that they could make a window or two.
Harry kept thinking about the hotness and wished he was giving out a hot nailing instead of being in class. Snape yelled at him for not stirring his cauldron fast enough and stuck his hand down harrys pants because he thought that would help. Just then, Harry felt funny.
Just then, harry felt funny!
"I feel funny!" Harry said.
"Do you feel funny?" Draco said, his voice full of hot man-juice and concern.
"Yeah I feel funny!" Harry told him and suddenly he threw up in draco's face. It was hot. Like vomit. Because it was vomit.
Harry went to madam pompfrey in the infirmary and told her that he felt funny. She looked at him and asked, "are you putting on weight? What have you been eating lately?"
Harry tried to remember what he had eaten in the past week. But the only thing he could remember was draco's giant cock. It was so hot. And gay. The gay was important. Because it was magic. Madame promprey nodded with knowledge and told him the most deep dark secret evar:
"You're PREGNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANT!"
"Oh my god I'm PREGNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANT!ONEONE!" Harry yelled back in shock and crazy.
"Yes you're pregnaaaaaaaaaaaaaant!"
"But I'm a guy."
"You're M – PREGNAAAAAAAAAANT!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Harry didn't know what to do. He wondered if all those hot nailing had been worth it. He recounted each hot glistening nailing happily. It took him two days but afterward madame pompfrey came back and sasked him what he wanted to do.
"I want to have abortion so I can go back to having hot nailings" he told madame prompfrey.
"Ok" she said, "but this is a magic abortion. You can only abort a baby in the first trimester. With magic. And the first magic trimester is totally only two minutes long."
"DOUBLE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Harry thought hard for long long time and finally asked her "Cant I have a normal abortion?"
"Where would the baby come out?" she asked back.
"TRIPLE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!11ONEONE!211!"
And so Harry fucking in the broom closet, and occasionally the bed, Potter had his first baby. It was ONE QUARTER DEMENTOOOOOOOOOR. And one ONE QUARTER VEELAAAAAAAA!" And HALF HUMAAAAAAAAAAAN! Harry and Draco named the baby Traize PeaceCraft because they loved Gundam Wing. They watched it every day. While they were fucking in the fucking broom closet. And waiting for the windows to appear so that they could glisten in the moonlight. But until then they glistened in front of Gundam Wing on the tv. It was hot.
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