Raising a child

AN: I ask of you, can you tell me what I've used as inspiration for the two sets of titles for my story? I'll send a big prop if you guess right!!! I GOT SILK CAPTON. I'm in the color guard. Ya know we twill flags. Also...

MY LOYAL THANKS TO...

SSC: Thought you would like it! Also band camp doesn't get easer hun; it only gets harder. WE GOT SLAVE DRIVERS!!!!

Eric2: Um thanks for the help. Are you a guy? If you are, cool. I think you might be the only one.

Alice Dodgson: Yes, but he gave up! He's trying to get on with his life and be happy with someone else. Also you should feel proud. I know I would.

Sou85a: You'll see.

AN: This will be in Johnny's pov for the beginning so don't be alarmed. Disclaimer yada yada yada... On to story!!!!!!!

Chapter Seven: I'm pregnant.

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Johnny woke up feeling extremely happy. The love of his life let him make love to him. It was the greatest feeling in the world. He knew if this went on as smoothly as it has been he would ask Draco to marry him. No one ever made him feel this way. Draco just wanted love and he could give him that. It was so... romantic. It was just love, if that made any sense. (AN: This is how I feel about my ex. He moved away to Louisiana and it was just to far to keep a relationship.) He rolled over to look at his love. Draco's golden blond hair was messed from sleep and last night's activities, falling gracefully into his face. His lips were still bruised from kisses. There was no doubt in his mind that Draco was his one. His love opened up one eye and smiled at him.

"Good mornin' angel." He said and swooped down for a kiss.

"Hello to you too." Draco sat up.

Johnny put his head back down on the pillow and held Draco's hand in his. "I never got to ask you what you did yesterday. What did ya do after I left?"

"Nothing much. I whipped up a new version of a conceiving potion and, being the one who made it had to drink it. I still had a burning sensation in the stomach area but..."

"What did you just say?" Johnny mustn't have heard right.

"I said I made a conceiving potion and... Oh no." He drifted at the end. It was barely a whisper. Tears were forming in his eyes. 'What have I done?' he said to his self. 'He'll leave me now. I'll never see him again. I love him.'

"Draco? Are you okay? Draco, look at me. Did you mean to take the potion?" Draco, who was now crying into his hands, shook his head. "Did you remember taking it last night? Did you want to get pregnant? Did you want to get me attach to you from a child?"

"No, god no. I'm so sorry. Leave. I know you want to. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I won't bother you. I swear. You won't here from me. I..."

"Draco, look at me." He did and it broke Johnny's heart. His eyes were red with tears. Draco looked terrified. Draco never lied to him. He always told him the truth. If Draco couldn't lie about Harry and Ron yesterday then how could he lie about this.

"I'm sorry. Please for..."

"There's nothing to forgive, Draco. I know you didn't mean for this to happen." Draco wasn't listening. He was preparing him self for the worst. A beating. Just like his father. He did something wrong. Now, he had to pay. Johnny said something and Draco saw a hand coming towards his face. He flinched with a cry and fell to the bed.

"Draco?" He leaned over him. Draco was crying into the pillow holding on for dear life. What did expect? Did he think he was going to hit him? "Draco, I'm not going to hurt you. I love you." Draco still didn't move. He just kept crying into the pillow. "Draco..."

"I didn't want this." He whispered.

"I know." He said back.

"I'm sorry. Aren't you mad at me? Aren't you going to beat me and then leave?" Draco asked not looking at him.

"No. I love you. You're my fifth boyfriend. You're the only one that only wanted one thing from me. Something I can give. Told you five is my lucky number." He smiled a reassuring smile at his shaken lover.

"You really love me don't you?" Tears still leaking out of his silver eyes.

"How many times do I have to say it?" He gave him an Eskimo Kiss.

"You know I love you and that I would never do this on purpose with out being married first don't you? I love you so much..." Draco pleaded for understanding.

"Of course. We'll have to go to St. Mungo's today. For the baby's health. You took a Sobering Potion last night." He pulled him close and held him in the spoons position. (AN: Who doesn't like the spoons position? ; ) )

"We aren't going to work today are we?" Draco asked starting to calm down.

"Yep. You want to know something that will make you feel better?"

"What?"

"Last night I was thinking about marrying you sometime soon in my future. I mean it. I want to marry you Draco Malfoy. Now that you have my baby... You won't have to wait for that ring."

"You'll do it when you think it's the right time. Like you did last night?"

"Yes. Oh Draco, I love you so much. You get some more sleep in. I help the elves cook you a nice breakfast. How about that?"

"No I'm okay..."

"Draco, let me do this for you." Draco nodded and Johnny left.

Draco was stunned. He took it so well. Johnny did love him. He really did. Draco thought it was to good to be true. He still was unsure of having a baby without being married, but then Johnny said he wanted to marry him. That he wanted to still be with him after what he had done. Maybe Johnny was walking out the door now in a mad rush...

Draco flew down stairs in black sweat pants to the kitchen. He saw Serena giving cooking lessons to his lover. Shaking her finger at him in the shame motion. Johnny turned around and smiled at him.

"Can't even flip a pancake. How ever am I to cook for you?" Draco couldn't help but laugh. He had flour in his but length hair and a spot of batter on his nose. "Glad to see you smiling again. Bet you could cook better than me." He shoved the pancake tuner at the pan on the stove.

"I could. I use magic. Muggle bourns." He muttered to himself.

Working together they made pancakes and eggs. The best breakfast Draco ever had.

1111111111Harry and Ron!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Harry rolled over and crashed into a warm body. He opened his eyes and looked at the clock.

"Oh, shit! Ron wake up! We're late! Ron!" Harry was jumping out of bed and started digging for his work robes.

"What Harry? Oh, Harry come back to bed. We have that appointment today. We get to stay home for most of the day. Remember?" Ron said sleepily from the bed. "C'mere."

Harry climbed back into bed and snuggled against Ron's strong chest. Warm and content he nearly fell asleep, but something was nagging his mind.

"Hey Ron."

"What?"

"What will we do when the Daily Prophet gets a hold of information that I'm pregnant? We can't hide this forever ya know. The public's gonna find out." Harry nuzzled Ron's neck.

"We'll be okay. Just wondering... Have you thought of names? I don't want to be calling our baby it for months on end."

"Not really. How about we do that now? I like Kieara." Harry said propped up on his elbows.

"I like that name too, but if it's a boy?" Ron said mimicking Harry's position.

"Hmmm. Alexander?"

"Now I love that name."

"Not saying we will, but what if we have twins, one boy and one girl?" Harry leaned his forehead to Ron's.

"Alexander and Alexia. Two girls?"

"Kieara and Konnie?"

"Beautiful. Two boys?

"Fred and George." Harry said confidently.

"NO! I refuse. If you name them that then they'll act like them. No! I put my foot down." Ron dramatically flung himself back against the bed.

"Just teasing. Ummm, how about, Alex and Alexander?"

"Like the Alex thing don't you?"

"Yes I do." He sat on Ron's stomach holding his hands.

Ron let go of one of his hands and put it on Harry's stomach. "Our baby's growing as we speak." He looked in Harry's eyes. "Thank you."

"I wanted this too, remember?"

After that they just sat there in comfortable silence. Not caring about anything else. Finally Ron told Harry to get up and went to go make breakfast. Harry followed him into the kitchen. While Ron cooked, Harry made cappuccino and sat down at the table. He didn't get to sit long.

"Get up here Mr. I- can't- cook. I'm going to tech you to a least flip an egg."

"I can flip an egg. I just don't know how to make dinner foods. I've made breakfast for the Dursleys for years." Harry put an arm around Ron's neck and kissed him.

"Well then I just keep doing simple thing and teach you." He turned the sausages over.

"Um, Ron. Why so much food?" Ron started piling up the plates. One of them was getting loaded.

"We don't know how many you're eating for. I'm just being safe." He sat the plates down on the table.

"Ron, I'll never fit it all in my stomach." Harry laughed at his worried lover.

"I don't care. Try." Ron sat down on the opposite on the table and pointed at Harry's plate. Harry laughed and sat down and started eating as well.

After eating, Harry managed to get most of the eggs and sausages down, they put on casual clothes and got ready to go to St. Mungo's Hospital. Harry started to get nervous as they reached the entrance in Muggle London.

"We have an appointment we a healer in Section Pregnancy today." Ron whispered to the manikin. As they walked though the glass they were hit by the sound coming from the lobby. "This way, Harry. Okay?" Ron whispered into Harry's ear.

"Okay." Harry whispered.

They walked up to the elevator and pushed the third floor button. When they reached there they walked down to the west wing, the Male Pregnancy Corridor. They were sure no one saw them as they walked in through the double doors. But someone did...

As they entered Harry nearly gasped. His secretary and Draco Malfoy were hand in hand sitting in the waiting room with Draco leaning on Johnny's shoulder.

"Draco! Johnny! W...what are you doing here?" Harry ran over to them wide eyed.

"I'll go sign you in, Harry." He gave Harry I let you talk to him first look and went to the window on the other side of the room.

"Harry! Oh, shit! I forgot that you told me you were coming her today." Draco put his head in his hands.

"Johnny! What the hell?"

"Harry, Johnny is my boyfriend. Has been for six months. Don't give me that look. I've been meaning to tell you soon." Draco said rubbing his temples.

"That still doesn't explain why you're here." Harry said sitting down next to him.

"Do you want me to tell him?" Johnny asked Draco rubbing small circles on his back. Draco nodded. "Yesterday he tested a conceiving potion. Well, after the dinner with you I planned to do something special with him at his house. Well, we made love for the first time last night so... he's pregnant. Well, we didn't mean for it to happen..."

"Do you love him?" Ron came back and put a hand on Johnny's shoulder. "If you hurt Draco..." He jumped over the row of seats then pulled Johnny close and said, "I have no problem going to prison."

Harry and Draco laughed out loud at this.

"Shit, Ron. That's the same thing I used on you when you married Harry." He laughed at the memory.

"Well, maybe I used it because I feel the same way about this." Draco stopped laughing. Then Ron said to Johnny, "You plan on marrying this lovely man, don't you?" Ron gave him a serius look.

"Every day." He gave the look back.

"Okay guys. Well, I'm glad for you. So are you here to the procigers read to you?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but I took a sobering potion last night. We wanted to see if it hurt the baby."

"Harry and Ron Wesley. We are ready to see you." Said a male healer at the door next to the sign in window.

"We'll see you then. Come to our flat today. We'll have a little party. Muggle pizza and everything!" Harry said as Ron took his hand and shook his head.

"Okay! We'll be there!" Draco said and just for good measure... "It better be twins!"

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AN: Well, what will it be? Twins? Quadruplets? You vote. Nothing higher than four! R&R of course.