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A/N Woot I wrote a chaptrer, I'm awesome! mwhahha o.o Okay on to something you might care about :D I might boost the rating, I don't know how to rate stories but I attempt :D

inumoon3 lol, I feel sorry for Harry, he's gonna get BIG :O

princess-fictoriaYeah James.. I think of him as kinda immature, and somehow he gets a little better -doesn't know how thats up to J.K. Rowling to write-

Thankies the rest of ya great reiewers :D


Lily Evans pulled James Potter into the Gryffindor room, where his buddies had obviously skipped class to meet him there. "What did you do to him Evans?" Black asked her accusingly, and Lily just glared at him with her almond shaped eyes.

"I'm not the one who fainted when he heard about a boy in the school getting pregnant." Lily snapped back.

Black of course, acted exactly like James and pulled a face, Remus frowned at the boy and Black gave him a sheepish grin, while Peter just looked on as if confused because James wasn't around to follow.

"So who was the boy?" Black asked, his eyes full of mischief. Lily rolled her eyes, and heaved James onto a couch, he really was freaking heavy.

"None of your business." Lily replied after dumping Potter in a heap of limbs on the couch.

"Oh come on!" Black complained, eyeing her with blue eyes that seemed to make one want to tell them something they shouldn't tell him.

Lily kept her resolve not to tell anyone, Potter would probably let the secret out anyways, he never did keep secrets from his friends from what Lily had heard. She shook her head as her red locks flew around her face, being stubborn to the last minute.

"It is none of your business Black. The boy has enough to worry about, like telling the father." Lily said, and it was very true. Who would want to tell a Malfoy they were pregnant with their child? Lily couldn't fathom how lost Harry felt.

"Evans, please. I want to know who actually got pregnant! Boys don't get pregnant normally!" Black insisted, and Lily let out an exasperated sigh.

"No, normally boys don't get pregnant, but I'm sure you can hold your curiosity until he makes it public, if he makes it public." Lily said, turning to go up to her dormitory. She herself was wondering that same thing, how did Harry get pregnant? Other then the fact he obviously had sex with a male, what made it possible?


Harry slept peacefully for a few hours, before waking up to hear Draco and Madame Pomfrey talking with hushed voices. Harry realized something right then, that he would have to tell Draco about this pregnancy. 'Oh god, I don't want to.' Harry thought, feeling very cold, as if he were in a bucket of ice.

He even started to shake and shiver, whether it was from being cold or from being unsure he didn't know.

Draco pushed the curtains around Harry's hospital bed open, smiling at Harry. "Well, this is where they have hidden you." Draco said, sitting down on the hospital bed. Harry smiled back, but he didn't feel that it looked convincing.

"That old bat says you have to stay here the night. So how is the stomach thing?" Draco asked.

"Umm, about that Draco…" Harry trailed off, not to sure how to tell Draco this.
"What, are you dying on me?" Draco asked, and Harry felt his courage to tell Draco he was pregnant wither into nothing. Harry laughed and shifted his torso up so his back hit the pillow and he could lean on the headboard.

"No, I'm not dying." Harry replied, feeling his cheeks burn up as he thought about telling Draco and the many ways Draco could call him a freak. Draco shifted up and kissed Harry on the lips.

"Oh good, then maybe I can convince you to skip lunch tomorrow and come to my room for a bit." Draco said, winking at Harry. Harry sighed, but nodded.

"If you really must…" Harry said, hoping that he sounded as he normally did.

"Oh I must." Draco replied and kissed Harry again, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Ahem." the two boys heard and the broke apart quickly, looking innocent as Madame Pomfrey stood with a frown on her face at the pair. "Mister Malfoy, if you would please. I have to talk to Mister Potter, alone." she said in an agitated tone.

"Of course, Madame Pomfrey." Draco said in a sweet tone, but Harry knew he was probably thinking 'I had him somewhere, you ruined the moment!' Harry wondered why he put up with Draco at times; sometimes he could be such a bloody asshole.

Draco pecked Harry on the lips before getting up and walking out of the hospital wing with another wink. "I take it he's the father." Madame Pomfrey said and Harry blushed with a meek smile on his lips.

"Harry, sex during school isn't technically allowed, neither getting pregnant. Under the circumstances, well, we can't exactly expel you, but I would like it if your refrain from any more… activities." Madame Pomfrey said, and Harry felt like laughing in her face. He doubted he really would listen to her but nodded his head sincerely.

"Well, that talked through, I am going to figure out what we should do about the morning sickness and what I can get for you to help with it, don't want you missing anymore classes. Also I'll need you to come back monthly for a check up." With every word she said Harry paled, wondering what she meant by 'check ups.'

"And Mister Potter, it might be a wise idea to quit Quidditch. If you choose not to, you stand to lose the child." Madame Pomfrey said and Harry paled even more. Being pregnant sounded like a pain in the ass, it wasn't fair that he was a guy and got pregnant! This wasn't supposed to happen!

Harry had a feeling that he would rather quit Quidditch for a few months then lose another life because of his stupidity. "Umm, okay Madame Pomfrey." Harry said, sorting it all out in his head and thinking on what to do and act on.

Madame Pomfrey bustled away, leaving Harry to lose himself in his thoughts. How should he tell Draco?


James came to with his friends crowding around him, and after opening his eyes Sirius stuck his wand in James' face saying, "Tell us who the pregnant boy is and we won't make it known about how you fainted." James rolled his eyes and pushed the wand out of his face.

"If you guys tell anyone about this, I will murder you in your sleep." James growled, staring at them as they listened intently.

"Go on tell us! Evans wouldn't!" Black urged, and James sighed, hoping he didn't faint again once he admitted this to his friends. His son was gay, and was pregnant.

"Harry, it's Harry." James said, and stared as Peter looked shocked, and Remus' eyes grew wide, but Black was just howling madly. "It's not funny!" James growled at his friend, who looked at him with glinting eyes.

"Yes it is, it was obvious that he was with that Malfoy kid, and you, the ever scattered brained idiot, didn't realize it until you heard Harry was pregnant. I wonder if you're like this right now in Harry's time." Sirius said in between chuckles.

James started to laugh, but he didn't really understand why. Maybe it was Sirius and how he took nothing seriously. James wasn't too sure he liked the idea of his son having a Malfoy's child; their family was known for being into the dark arts.

Not to mention the fact his son let another guy fuck him was bothering James just a teensy weensy bit. In other words it was still beyond his imagination that a Potter man would take the submissive role in a gay relationship.


Harry was allowed to leave the infirmary before lunch, and he felt somewhat better because of the drug Madame Pomfrey had fed him for the morning sickness. For once the morning didn't greet him with nausea and a toilet bowl.

Harry didn't know if he wanted to tell anyone anything more then he needed to, and the fact Draco was most likely going to jump him as soon as he saw Harry next, Harry wasn't too sure he wanted to tell Draco anything about the child he was caring. Even if Draco had every right to know, Harry somehow felt it might weird Draco out and he'd leave Harry for someone who wasn't pregnant.

Madame Pomfrey told him she'd allow him to look in the restricted section for books about male pregnancies in the wizarding community. Harry did need to read up on it and why it was made possible, although Harry could barely believe it himself. The only thing that made him believe it was his stomach, which turned every morning.

Harry was making his way to the Great Hall when Draco came out of nowhere and pushed him into the stone wall, kissing him on the lips with lust. Harry gulped, guessing now was a good as time as any to attempt to tell Draco the truth of his sickness.

Harry broke apart from Draco, which wasn't far seeing as the rest of his body was pushed very close to Draco's. "Draco…" Harry tried but Draco started to kiss down his neck and suck and bite in the most playful way that his trail of thought was broken.

"Harry, how about we go to my room for a quickie? I've missed you so," Draco whispered into Harry's ear and Harry forgot all about telling Draco about the child.
Draco let Harry have some space, but as the started to walk towards the dungeons Draco stuck close to Harry's body, touching subtly on Harry's legs and shoulders, trying to get Harry aroused.

Harry felt too nervous though, he wasn't that aroused as he was shaking. Walking through the dimly lit Slytherin common room to an equally lit, and then into a dormitory with five beds, Harry felt more nervous as he realized the best time to tell Draco would be now, wile he was alone with him.

Draco started to unbutton Harry's shirt, kissing and sucking down his chest. As soon as Draco got to his pants, Harry realized he wouldn't be telling Draco anything, not with Draco so horny at the moment in time.


James walked through the corridors; it had just been the last class of the day. He noticed his look alike son sitting with the blonde Malfoy look alike. They seemed to be talking in low voices, and James wondered if Harry had told him about the child.

James decided it would be a good idea to ask, seeing as the blonde probably knew about the child already. "Umm Harry?" James asked, standing in front of his son who sat on the bench with his hands entwined with the blonde's hands.

"Yeah?" Harry asked, looking up at him with a miffed expression on his face.

"About yesterday… I was just wondering… Ummm, is he the other one?" James stuttered out, feeling ridiculous at asking his son about this. It hadn't been easy for him to accept it, but he had a feeling if it was his son he'd have to live with it…. Somehow.

"Other one?" the blonde asked, looking at Harry with confusion and curiosity in his eyes. Harry looked away and then at the ceiling, anywhere but directly at either of them while he thought of something to say.

"Uh, other one? Umm yeah, sure." Harry said hurriedly and Draco's eyes narrowed.

"Potter, what is this other one about?" he said angrily, and James realized he thought Harry was cheating on him with another person, he felt he had better clean this up.

"Other parent." James said, and both boys' attention was on James. The blonde's surprised and disbelieving face, and Harry embarrassed and blushing face. Harry's green eyes had bugged out a bit, and Malfoy's had gone form Harry to James.

"Potter, what is he talking about?" Malfoy asked, as Harry stood up and the blonde raised an eyebrow with an unanswered question. James suddenly realized Harry hadn't told him, and that he'd probably gotten Harry in a bit of a spot. Oops?

"Draco.. I tried to tell you earlier but you distracted me… Yesterday when I was in the infirmary Madame Pomfrey discovered something… I'm pregnant, with your child." Harry said, before taking off in the other direction.

James didn't think that the best idea, but he had to admit his son had some legs on him. The angry blonde then slammed him up against the wall. He glared at the angry blonde whose eyes betrayed him, James saw confusion anger and hurt. "What the hell was that?" Malfoy growled out.

"What do you think?" James asked, but it wasn't supposed to be answered, so he kept on talking. "That was my son telling you that he is pregnant, however it happened, with your child. Now let me go." James said evenly and confidant.

The blonde frowned but backed away, looking confused. "Why'd he run away? Doesn't he know me…?" Malfoy said, and James sighed.

"I wouldn't know, and I don't want to know. Maybe he was scared of your reaction in case it wasn't a good one. I know if some guy knocked me up, I'd die ashamed!" James exclaimed and the blonde rolled his eyes at James.

The blonde then turned his back on James and started to walk away from him "Harry and you may look alike, but he's got to be his mother's son." Malfoy said, and James once again wondered who Harry's mother was.

"Who is his mother?" James called after the blonde head, but the blonde head disappeared behind a corner, so he never did get his answer. Damn.

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