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A/N: HPDM SLASH, MPREG you have been warned so don't flame me. Takers on the beta thing? Lain- thank you for the review! Yes, the chapters have been on the short side, they'll continue to be brief though, this isn't going to be a long piece. I have a longer one in the works but we'll see if that goes anywhere...

A/N 2: I forgot to mention this before (don't shoot me!) this is a songfic. I've wanted to play with the songfic idea for awhile but I wanted to do it a little differently than I've seen before where verses are cut into the story as block quotes. I really wanted to see if I could integrate the song lyrics smoothly so I haven't changed the formatting (made them bold or put them in italics) and actually I haven't used whole lines, sometimes just a few words from the lyrics. I've also taken liberties and slightly altered certain aspects of the song to fit the characters.The lyrics make their initial appearance in this chapter but they'll become more prominent as the story progresses. Chocolate frogs to those who can figure out what the song is before the end of the fic! Grin I'll post the complete lyrics at the very end.

6.

Harry's eyes popped, "Draco's pregnant?"

The matron nodded, "Yes, you know that there are many wizards capable of bearing children without the aid of fertility potions?"

He nodded still in shock, "Bearers."

"Yes. Draco is a bearer. Unfortunately the potions needed to maintain the strength of his heart are dangerous to a developing foetus. When I explained the risks Mr. Malfoy decided that he would forgo treatment until after the birth."

Harry eyes filled with tears, "That's why he wouldn't go into battle isn't it? He didn't want to risk the baby."

Madam Pomfrey squeezed his hand, "Yes Harry that's part of it. It would've been too dangerous at any stage of his pregnancy. We were especially concerned because the due date was set for anytime this week."

Tears spilled over, "What aren't you telling me?"

The matron's face was grim, "Harry…the strain of the pregnancy…having gone so long without the necessary potions…I'm not sure Draco will survive the delivery. His heart may give out during the trauma of labour."

Harry shook his head and moved to leave his bed, "I need to see him. I need to see him now!"

Madam Pomfrey pushed on his chest, "You're not strong enough yet Harry and I won't have you rushing in there only pass out."

Emerald eyes grew wide, "He's in labour now isn't he?"

She nodded, "He went into labour shortly after we arrived, around six this morning. It's been a difficult labour and lengthy and he is tiring. We sent for Mrs. Weasley a few hours into the labour so Molly and I could attend to the injured. She's been with him most of the day."

Had Hermione known? Had everyone kept this from him? Harry hung his head, "Di-did Hermione know before you summoned her?"

The matron shook her head, "Only I and Molly Weasley knew Harry. Draco didn't want to tell anyone before he told you. And with the added risk of his heart condition I believe he was afraid to tell you before you left for the battle. You needed to be focused on your task, not your lover."

He sighed; a part of him knew it was true. If he'd known beforehand he'd have spent too much energy worrying, he would have split his focus and being distracted could have gotten him killed, but his heart broke at the thought of Draco bearing this all alone, especially the pain of labour. He knew that long labours weren't uncommon in for first pregnancies but if Draco's heart condition was aggravated…"What time is it? How long has he been in labour?"

"It's a little after seven Harry. He's been in labour going on 13 hours now."

Harry swallowed thickly, "Please," he rasped, "I need to see him. Be with him."

Madam Pomfrey sighed, "If you can remain calm I will allow you into the delivery room. You'll have to wait until I can get you a floating chair though. Just wait here quietly. I'll only be a minute or so."

Looking sheepish Ron cleared his throat, "Uh…Madam Pomfrey. If uh…if Malfoy was pregnant why didn't we know. I-I mean you couldn't tell by looking at him."

Still angered by his comments the night before the matron snorted. "Perhaps you should have paid more attention in your biology and reproductive health unit Mr. Weasley. Unlike wizards who employ fertility potions and 'show' heavily or witches whose girth expands outwardly, bearers' internal organs shift dramatically to make room for foetal development when gravid so at most their bellies become only slightly more convex. Mr. Malfoy's 'baby belly' was little more than a slight bulge and easily disguised by robes only slightly larger than his normal size." The matron sniffed her disdain and walked away quickly.

A few minutes later Harry and Ron, draped in sterile white gowns, were ushered into the anteroom of a private room off the main ward. Hermione looked up when the interior door opened and smiled grimly as Ron pushed Harry's floating chair closer to the bed. Draco lay on the bed flushed and sweaty, his breaths shallow and his eyes closed. His lower half was draped by a long white sheet and other bloodied sheets were in a hamper in the corner.

Hermione held her finger over her lips as they came in, "He's gone out of it for a bit. He'll be back, it's just the pain was too much and he's passed out."

Harry leaned over and pulled a sweaty lock away from his lover's face. He looked up at Hermione sadly, "He looks so tired."

She nodded, "It's hard work." She bit her lip, "You-you know about his heart?"

Harry nodded.

"Madam Pomfrey told me when I arrived. I wish to the gods he'd told me before. I wouldn't have let him work so hard."

Harry shook his head, "He wouldn't have listened, he so-so damn headstrong," he choked burying his head on his lover's chest. Hot tears burned his cheeks as his head swam. This wasn't how it was supposed to be!

He felt slender fingers in his hair and looked up into exhausted sterling eyes, "Hullo luv," Draco said softly.

"Dragon," Harry's voice was a broken whisper. He clutched his lover's hand tightly.

"Shh…it's almost over Harry."

He shook his head violently, "Don't say that! You're going to be fine!"

Draco smiled sadly, "I won't. Pray gods you can cope." He chuckled weakly, "You know, I should be crying, but I just can't let it show."

"Love don't leave me. Don't leave us," Harry took his hand and kissed it gently, "We're having a baby Dragon. Don't make me raise our baby alone."

Draco closed his eyes, "Harry I want you to go now. You have to leave..."

He looked up shocked, "I-I don't understand."

Draco turned to Hermione, "Make him go. I-I don't…"

She smoothed a hand over his sweaty locks, "I understand." She motioned Ron to the door who was all too eager to leave and pulled Harry away gently. They heard the first screams as the door shut.

Tbc...