Raising a Child

AN: Okay you know the Drill...

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Alice Dogson- I liked the white picket fence too. I watched BIG FISH just before I wrote the story. That's kinda where I got the idea.

ilove-FWGW-and-sugar- You seem to be the one that would be addicted to any paring that included a Weasley.

Emman- The formatting is different because it's not part of the story. Or is it something else?

My story Raising a Child.
Ast- Thanks. At least someone thinks so.

the-mpreg-sprit- Yes I know this, but think for a minuet. Do you really think they let him cook dinner? After he did all those chores they made him do. Also what about after his first year at Hogwarts? I don't think they let him cook much. Might think Harry would poison them.

SerpentSlaveChick- I need to give double thanks to you! You have helped me so much! Now also cute is a very strong word. Does not work well in my vocab. I'm what they call... whatcha call it... TOMBOY's...yes that's what people call them here.

Anna may- Now hold on. I never said he couldn't buy his own. Did you ever stop to think that maybe he wanted something simple to start off with after he got married? That's my look on it. Draco just wants to make up for being a jerk all those years.

AN: If I missed your name please tell me. Now on to the story. You know the rating and MWOPMwopmowpmowp.

Chapter 3: Is that a trick question?

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Later after they ate and talked for an hour they all walked to the 'Leaky Cauldron' and said their good byes. Draco flood to his mansion while Harry and Ron walked to their flat. Draco said as once as her gets permission from 'The slimy Git' the brew would take about four days to make. He also said there could be serious complications. Death was one of, but was very rare. A common one was that his first one could be his last. That the taker could become immune to the potion and until they made a different type of it could never have more children. The death thing really didn't bother Harry. It was rare so why should he worry? Plus he rather die giving birth to Ron's children than by Voldemort.

Once they entered the flat Ron sat down on the couch and sighed.

"What's the matter Ron?" Harry asked confused. He thought he should be happy right now.

"You could die, Harry, just because I want kids. Damn it, I want tons of kids. I want all of them to look like you. Harry, you're my angel and I want more. I want to see little yous running around. I don't care if they're boy or girl." Ron said looking up.

"I don't care if I die, Ro. I want that too. Only there is one difference." Ron was smiling at him. Good. He got Ron's mind off the subject.

"Oh? What might this difference?" Ron asked. His sly smirk I place.

"There're going to be tiny yous running around the place. Oh, not to mention. Draco has done threatened me that if I have twins... he's buying us a house."

"Oh really? I don't think so though. I like it here."

"Yeah, but think about it. If we do have twins we won't be able to give them their own rooms when they get older." Harry smiled as he pointed out a very good possibility.

"To true, but why are you so sure it's going to be twins?" Ron smiled back as he too pointed out a fact.

"I'm not sure. Maybe I did learn something in Trelawney's class."

They both laughed and smiled at each other with the love that they felt shining in their eyes.

The next few days went normally. The day was Saturday and they were lounging about in the living room reading. Ron just finished reading the Regulators yesterday. He kept telling Harry that he wasn't going to eat pasta that had meat in it for months. Or tomato soup as a matter of fact (AN: If your have read this story (by Richard Bachman) you know what I mean.). Now Harry was reading it wanting to know what the fuss was about and Ron was now reading Stephen King's novel DREAMCATCHER.

It was lunchtime and Harry got up and headed to the kitchen to fix himself something. He grabbed the homemade bread that Mrs. Weasley made them (with a freshness charm on it) and then headed for the frigerator(AN: How in the hell do you spell this word?!!!)

"Whatcha maken hun?" Ron walked in and too got himself two slices of bread.

"Honey ham sandwich with Merical Whip and lettuce and cheese and..."

"No need to continue. The last one is sliced chicken breast." (AN: This is my fav combination. Anyone agree?).

"You know me two well." He kissed Ron on his way back to the table.

"Well, I should. I am married to you, ya know." And kissed back.

They both piled up their own sandwich and sat and ate at the table in comfortable silence. When they were both finished Harry picked up the damp rag by the sink and wiped off the table he put it back and headed to the door. A hand stopped him suddenly by his wrist.

"I'm not finished with lunch yet, Harry. Don't I get a treat for eating all my lunch?" Ron asked with a seductive smirk on his lips.

Harry smirked back then, "I don't know? What is it that you want? We have ice cream." He wrapped his arms around Ron's neck and kissed him flush on the lips. He pulled back and felt hands on his hips.

"As long as I get to lick it off of you, yeah I think I'll have that." He lifted Harry onto the table and was kissing him for all he was worth.

"Sounds like a delicious time to me."

"What the..." Harry and Ron chorused together.

"Look at your damn fire."
"They looked at their kitchen fire place and there sat the head of Draco Malfoy grinning like a chezser(AN: How do you spell this?)cat that got into the cream.

"Don't you see this is a very bad moment you disturbed?" Ron looked absolutely furious.

"Yeah, I know, but just thought you would like to know the potion's ready." He drawled.

"All ready? But you said it would take four days!" Harry said ecstatic.

"Well, I added a day. I thought I didn't have one of the ingredients. Well, you get the picture." Draco grinned back at Harry who was practically bouncing in front of him. "If you two want to come over you can take the potion, get jiggie with it, and tomorrow tell the little mudblood that you're pregnant." Calling Hermione mudblood now was an endearment.

"Really? Come on, Ro." Harry was already grabbing floo powder from the jar.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming." Ron laughed at his lover's excitement.

"Oh, are you? Then you might want to go to your bathroom then to clean up then." Draco said from the fire then disappeared before Ron could work out what he said.

"Oh, someday I'm going to kill him." Ron said. His ears going pink.

"Ro, he was only joking." Harry said before, "Malfoy Mansion, Lab Room!" with Ron on his heels.

When Harry landed in Draco's lab he nearly fell, but arms caught him before he hit the ground.

"You've been using the Floo Network for years and you still stumble?" Draco said helping Harry dust off.

"Hey, leave me alone. All that twisting makes me dizzy."

"He has a point ya know." Ron said stepping out more gracefully than Harry did seconds before.

"Harry," Draco said, "Can I talk to Ron alone for a sec. The potion is right though that door if you want to see it. The papers are there too." He gave him a pleading look.

"Sure." He said confused, but walked though said door and closed it.

"Now Ron I need to ask you something. Are you going to be ready to handle him?" Draco asked concerned.

"Is that a trick question? Why?"

"Well... how do I put it nicely? He is going to get very moody. No, don't look at me like that, I mean it. About four months in he is going to be a lot to put up with. He's going to be cranky and sad and a whole lot of everything else. Who knows, he might even bring up the war..." Draco trailed off.

"It still hard. Do you miss him? Your Dad that is." Ron asked in a tender voice.

"I hated my father, but yes. I miss him so much. At least my mother is still around. I was so relieved that she was really under the Imperious curse. I was so happy that she wasn't really like that." Draco whispered.

"So..." Ron didn't know what to say. "Do you want to have Harry take the potion?"

Draco laughed. "If he hasn't taken it already."

They walked into the brewing room. It was entirely made off stone with a few full bookcases. Harry was looking at the papers that had information on the potion and its effects. Harry had a scowl of his face.

"I'm gonna gat really bitchy aren't I?" Harry asked scowl still in place.

"More than likely, Harry. It'll be okay."

"If you can put up with it Ron I can, but I'm gonna get fat too." Harry still looked very displeased.

"It'll go away, Harry. After you have the baby or babies the poundage gain will go back to normal." Draco said in a playful tone.

"That's not what I'm worried about." Harry said. "I'm starting to wonder what the Daily Prophet will write about this."

"Oh." They both chorused.

Then Ron said, "Yeah. Our wedding was bad enough. It was in the papers for weeks!"

"So... I just take this potion and that's it?" Harry asked looking at Draco who was stirring the potion.

"No A healer at St. Mungo's will give you potions that will help your baby progress and to protect it. I'm not in charge of that. So when are you going to Hermione?"

"Next week more like I think." Ron said wrapping his arms around Harry. Draco measured the potion into a vile and gave it to Harry. It was blue in color and smelled like roses.

Draco looked at the huge cauldron filled with it and said to himself, "Guess I'll give the rest to St. Mungo's... Drink up, Harry. When you drink it you have up to twenty-four hours till it wears off. If it you don't get seed to the parts the potion makes for you to have a child, yes, Harry your nice big penis will still be there, it will wear off." Draco said very fast.

"Okay?" Ron whispered.

"Okay." And Harry took the potion.

Harry felt a warm sensation inside his abdomen. Then as soon as it came it went, but fiery pain took its place. If Ron didn't have his arms wrapped around him he was sure he would have hit the ground. Then it was over and her felt good and normal again.

"Not so bad was it?" Ron asked noticing him stating to stand a little better in his arms.

"No not really."

"Now you two get home." Draco said pushing them back to the fire. "Go make yourselves some twins so I can get you two a house." He threw in floo powder and grabbed Harry into a tight hug. "If you need anything, Harry, I'm here if you need me. The same goes to you to Ron. Have a good time."

"Thanks, Draco. We will." Harry said back then followed Ron home.

When they got there they collapsed on the couch. It was only half past noon, and Ron still wanted Harry.

"Hey."

"Hey what, Ro?" He looked at his lover who had lust glazed eyes.

"C'mere." He pulled Harry over top of him. They kissed passionately and Ron slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth. They went on like that for an hour till Ron picked Harry up off the couch and carried him to their bedroom where they made love like it was the very first time.

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