THE ELF PRINCE'S MATE

AUTHOR: fantasylover12001

RATING: HARD R

DISCLAIMER: ;sniffs; I don't own. Wish I did because that means I would never have to worry about money ever again.

SUMMARY: Draco and Harry enjoy their honeymoon before going back to the war.

PAIRING: Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione, Pansy/Ginny, Snape/Pomfrey (don't look at me like that), and now past Lucius/Narcissa.

AUTHOR NOTES: Okay, first off, thank you everyone for your encouragement of this fic. I know I've been taking long with updates lately. I'm afraid it might get worse because college starts once again next week. The good news is that I've worked out the ending finally and this fic should end at about chapter 20, twenty-one with epilogue. So there's not much longer until the ending. For those sorry to see this fic go, fear not, I have several more Draco/Harry AU fics in the works that will get started after this is finally finished.

Now, on with the chapter!

CHAPTER 15: EYE OF THE STORM

It was dark and noisy. He couldn't see and felt a trickle of fear before he squashed it down. He had to get to Harry. If he didn't, he would lose his husband and child forever. Then an evil laugh rung in his ears making him feel the most rage he had ever felt in his life. Harry's scream echoed through the air and his heart stopped...

Draco woke with a gasp, looking around the room wildly.

Nothing was amiss, except for the pounding of his heart. Harry was still fast asleep next to him. His mate could probably sleep through an earthquake if one happened. The King lay back down trying to calm himself and erase the memory of Harry's scream from his mind.

'It was only a dream, get a hold of yourself' he thought firmly. Unfortunately, it didn't work. So in desperation he turned over on his side to look at his mate. As if sensing his distress Harry's arm reached out for him as he shifted in his sleep. Draco smiled softly and took the outstretched hand in his own and placed a soft kiss into the palm.

Harry sighed in his sleep and shifted closer to him.

The elf smiled at the angelic picture Harry made and drew his mate into his arms, more for his comfort then for Harry's.

'Have we really only been married a week?' the blonde thought absently as he gently ran a hand up and down Harry's smooth back.

It didn't seem like a week. It felt as though this peaceful existence he was currently living in had been going on forever. The past week had been absolute bliss. The two of them spent most of the time with each other but he didn't find himself growing irritated with his husband like he had always thought he would be with a person who was always there. As a matter of fact it seemed as though he couldn't get enough of Harry.

He felt like some hormonal teenager with the way he kept finding ways to drag Harry into bed. Not that Harry was protesting much, he thought with a smug smirk as he gazed down at the man in question. If anything, his mate seemed to encourage it, what with the way he found ways to deliberately brush up against his husband when they were outside and then smile coyly up at him. Was it no wonder they spent most of their time in the bedroom?

'How's a man supposed to control himself when his mate smiles at him like that?'

Not that Draco was always in control in the bedroom. No, Harry continued to surprise him because almost a day after their wedding night his mate had pushed him onto his back and took the lead. Harry was a very fast learner, it seemed. Not that he was complaining much.

"What are you smirking at?"

Draco blinked and looked down at Harry who was looking up at him, rubbing his eyes lazily.

He smiled further. "Just remembering Tuesday night.

Green eyes blinked tiredly at him. "Tuesday night?"

Draco smirked and ran his hand down the other man's spine causing him to shiver. "When you pushed me onto the kitchen table and rode me."

Harry grinned smugly. "Yes. That was a good night, wasn't it?"

"Hmm." He slowly brought his hand down further to cup his mate's buttocks. Harry sighed in pleasure and molded himself against Draco. "Well, that's not going to compare to tonight."

"Oh?" Harry smirked down at him as he moved to straddle the blonde's hips.

In one swift movement Draco rolled them over until Harry was pinned under him on his back. "No."

"You're welcome to try and make this night even more memorable," Harry teased him, bucking his hips slightly.

"Are you challenging me?" Draco demanded with a smirk.

"Possibly."

He leaned over so they were face to face. "Challenge accepted."

Green eyes glittered up at him with passion as he started to explore that eager mouth and started to assure himself that his mate was there, in his arms and safe from harm.

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From the journal of Harry Potter:

November 15th,

I haven't written in awhile, have I?

I'm sorry it's just I've been with my husband a lot. My husband. God, it still feels strange to call him that. But it's a good kind of strange. I won't mind having to get used to it.

Draco's out getting some firewood for the fireplace here. I told him he didn't have to but the stubborn elf insisted. Besides, he painted a lovely picture for me: the wood in the fireplace, the two of us laid out on blankets completely naked and making love in front of it. I can almost picture the fire glowing off his skin...

God, I'm sounding like Seamus! He's supposed to be the sex addict, not me!

I just can't help it with Draco though. I haven't ever felt this carefree in a long time.

Besides, I might as well enjoy the love making while I can because come three months from now I'll most likely be unable to have sex until after the baby is born. I'm still not entirely sure how this male pregnancy thing works. I'm going to have to ask Poppy about it when we get back, she has more experience with it then I do. The only experience I have with pregnancy is delivering babies for the women in Surrey. I have a feeling this is quite different.

I wonder how everyone is back home?

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"Are you out of your bloody mind!"

Dumbledore winced as Ron Weasley's outraged voice echoed in the hall.

"I wish I were. But Draco ordered it before he left," the man said calmly.

"HE ordered it! The man just got married, is most likely making heirs as we speak, and he IS PLANNING ON GOING TO BATTLE THE MINUTE HE GETS HOME!"

"It's the most logical choice," Fudge said. He gulped when the redhead glared at him. Ron Weasley was not someone he wanted angry at him. Especially as he was about two feet taller then Fudge himself.

"Why the bloody hell wasn't I informed of this before he left?" the redhead demanded.

"He knew you'd protest," Severus Snape said bluntly.

Ron glared at him. "You're damn right I would've protested. Don't think I'm not going to tell him precisely what I think of this fool scheme when he and Harry get back either!"

"Well, we certainly can't stop you from stating an opinion," Dumbledore said with a small smile.

"For all the good it will do you," Snape muttered.

Ron glared at him but deep down he knew Snape was right. Draco was as stubborn as a mule. Once he had a plan everyone else had better just step out of the way and let him at it.

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Draco stared down in fascination at his husband's stomach. It was hard to imagine the fact that there was a small baby growing in there. HIS baby. Something he and Harry created together out of nothing more then love. It was a humbling thought.

"What are you doing?" Harry murmured sleepily as he woke up.

The King smiled down at him and placed his hands on his mate's bare stomach. "You're with a child, Harry."

His husband blinked at him. "How do you know that? Don't you need to run a spell or something to know?"

Draco grinned. "Only to make sure I'm right. Elves can usually sense when their mate is pregnant. I'm sensing it now."

"So...I'm pregnant." Harry said slowly, staring down at his stomach in apprehension.

The elf nodded and then laid next to Harry on the bed.

"What will happen now?" Harry asked softly, placing one of his hands hesitantly on his stomach.

Draco blinked and saw the nervousness on his husband's face. Smiling he wrapped his arms around Harry who gratefully moved into them. "We still have a week so we'll enjoy it. When we get back, Poppy will do a spell and can tell us when the child will be born. The process isn't terribly different from normal pregnancies. I believe the only difference is that there's an extra month for the parts needed to form inside you."

"Parts?" Harry looked slightly alarmed.

Draco smiled and kissed his forehead. "Don't worry love, you'll be fine."

"I know. You'll be there," Harry murmured, burying his face into the blonde's neck.

"Right," Draco said quietly.

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From the journal of Harry Potter:

November 28th,

We're going to go back to the castle in two days.

Is it selfish to say I don't want to leave?

Going back means going back to the war. To reality. To whatever my duties as the King's...king? What I am I considered, anyway? I mean, technically I'm not a queen like Narcissa as I'm not a girl. So I'm what, Draco's consort? I think I better find out before the next court function.

I suppose now that I'm married to the king I won't be able to help Poppy anymore. I hope she's able to find someone else to help her out. Or maybe I can sneak in there to help her when people aren't looking. Or I could order them to let me help her. Being married to the king should give me some say over how I spend my own time, shouldn't it?

Not that I'm going to be able to help much once my pregnancy starts to show. If it shows. I'm still not sure about this male pregnancy business. Or the fact that parts that I've not been born with will be appearing within the next nine months or so. The idea of it just makes me nervous.

Not as nervous as the idea of being a father makes me though.

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As Draco expected there was a lot of fanfare when he and Harry finally came back to the castle. His mother arranged for a party celebrating their return. This one was much smaller then the crowd at the wedding and coronation though. It consisted of all the Weasleys and their mates and their children, some of his friends, Seamus and Dean, Dumbledore and his mate Minerva, Snape and Poppy and their son.

Harry flushed as Seamus, Fred, and George loudly asked for details about their honeymoon while Draco was pulled outside by an irate Ron Weasley.

"So does Harry know you're about to risk your bloody neck?" the redhead demanded the minute they were out of earshot.

Draco blinked and then said calmly, "I take it you've been told about the plan."

"Plan?" Ron scoffed. "Draco, plans actually make sense. Sneaking into Voldemort's place and challenging him to a duel is not a plan! It's insanity!"

"No, it will end this damn war. If we keep at the pace we're going this war will take a decade! More lives will be destroyed and my father will have died in vain. I want him finished NOW before my child is born so he or she doesn't have to live in a war torn world."

Ron frowned. "But what if you lose the duel?"

"I won't."

"If you say so. I'm going with you, though."

Draco snorted. "Like I was expecting you to do otherwise?"

The two friends smirked at each other.

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"Wow," Harry whispered dazedly later that night. He and Draco lay panting in Draco's rooms, which now had Harry's belongings in them.

He snuggled further against his mate's bare chest and hummed in contentment. "What brought that on?"

Draco shrugged nonchalantly, "Just happy to be home, I guess." He wrapped his arms around Harry so the smaller man was now cradled against him in the bed while he sat against the headboard. "Are you complaining?"

Harry snorted. "Did I sound like I was?"

The blonde smirked smugly. "You sounded like you enjoyed yourself quite thoroughly."

Harry hmmed softly and soon fell asleep. Being the heavy sleeper he was the man slept through the whole night. He didn't see Draco staying up to watch him sleep. He didn't feel when his mate carefully extracted himself from his grasp and quietly got dressed and then lean down to kiss him softly. He also didn't hear him whisper softly. "I'll be back soon. Promise." Nor did he see when Draco left a letter on the night stand and quietly leave the room, and later the castle.

AUTHOR NOTES: I know, I know. Draco is being an idiot again. But I promise he won't get killed! The next chapter will be up...well, I don't know when it'll be up. It depends on what my new classes this semester are going to be like.