Disclaimer: I never owned Harry Potter
A/N Took me awhile to get this out into the word program, but it happened! I'm proud of myself, it's by far the longest update I ever have accomplished. So enjoy reading this.. -bribes you with choclate she got on valentines day to review- Oh and the explanation fo Hary's pregnancy is cheesy, but like I care.
inumoon3 Lol, that will happen, give me time to sept up the plot a little bit more, but I can promise Harry eating all sort of weird foodsd, you're getting aheead of me :P
Harry ran into his common room, ignoring the stares people were giving him. He didn't know why they were staring at him, he wasn't sure he cared to either; he just wanted to get to his bed and hide there.
It wasn't a brave thing to do, admittedly, but he wasn't in the brave kind of mood right now. He was in an 'I would like to die please' kind of mood. He ran into the dormitory and jumped onto his bed, flinging the red drapes around to a close.
"Harry are you okay?" Harry heard Remus ask him through the drapes. Harry poked his head out of the drapes, looking up at Remus with green eyes that shone with worry.
"No, not really." Harry said in a monotone voice. He wished he could be happy about telling Draco, but he felt scared now. What would Draco do? Would he decide not to have anything to do with Harry anymore? Harry didn't want that, not now, not ever. He wanted Draco to care about him forever, but who could promise him that?
"What happened?" Sirius asked, leaning over Remus with eager ears. Remus rolled his eyes, and smacked Sirius on the head, making him yelp and get off Remus' shoulder, cradling his head.
"What he means to ask is do you wish to talk about it?" Remus asked. Harry frowned, he didn't really, but then again he wanted to talk to someone about it. He also did not want to be the one to admit he'd somehow gotten pregnant.
"I don't think I really do…" Harry responded, but Sirius groaned, looking disappointed.
"Oh come on, what could be worse then getting pregnant?" Sirius asked and Harry opened his mouth with shock. He hadn't told anyone yet! He wasn't ready to tell anyone yet damnit! Why couldn't he keep things quiet that were about his own business?
Remus smacked Sirius on the head again. Harry smiled as Sirius yelped in pain again, cradling his head while mock glaring at Remus. He really had deserved that, or so Harry felt.
"Sorry Harry, I'm really sorry." Remus said, before Seamus, Ron, Dean, and Neville barged into the room looking for Harry. Harry looked at them with a confused expression, and they stared back with shock, curiosity, and maybe a bit of sympathy? Harry wasn't sure.
"Harry is it true?" Ron blurted out, his ears turning pink. Harry looked even more confused, what was true? Oh no… how much had Sirius blabbed? Harry wished he could sink into the bed, and never come out; maybe then he could live in piece and never have to look at anyone's face again.
"Is what true?" Harry asked, trying to not sound scared or nervous. It wasn't working; his voice had cracked as soon as he said true.
"Sirius guy over there was talking to, I'm guessing you're father, because he looked like you. Well he was talking and when James shouted for him to shut up, he commented, in front of the whole common room mind you, that it wasn't his fault you got pregnant." Neville said, not acting timid, but when Harry's eyes snapped to Sirius with an intense glare, the room suddenly got colder.
"Why is it everything in my life is suddenly broadcasted into public without my knowledge? What made it suddenly acceptable to talk about my private business out loud for the world to hear?" Harry growled out, suddenly losing his fear to anger.
"Harry, mate, calm down." Seamus tried, but Harry wasn't going to hear any of it.
"I would be calm, if people would GET THEIR BIG NOSES OUT OF MY BUSINESS!" Harry screamed, unsure if the common room heard the last part, but it was probable. He was upset and enraged enough to yell that loudly.
"I don't have a big nose." Sirius commented, there was nervous laughter from the other boys but it brought one angry, emotional, pregnant boy's attention on him. That was in no way a good thing.
Harry got off of the bed, making it creak because his movements were slow. If Harry moved any slower, Sirius might have escaped his impending doom, but before he realized the grave danger his was in, Harry had already gotten too close to him.
Harry took one look at Sirius, before shoving him out of the way and slamming the bathroom door tightly. Ron let out a breath. "Phew, that was close. You're lucky Harry cares about you like he does a father, or another Malfoy episode would have come." Ron said.
Remus raised his eyebrows, and shifted onto what was now his bed. "And that episode would be?" Remus asked not looking to sure if he wanted an answer. Harry was leaning against the door breathing hard as he listened to them, remembering the time he had almost squashed Draco because the idiot sucked at showing attraction.
"Malfoy made a mistake at really pissing Harry off, and Harry almost choked him to death." Ron replied, as if reliving a time spent in heaven. Sirius laughed nervously, as if relieved he wasn't on Harry's bad side.
"Wait, if they hated each other…" Remus said, and Harry sighed, slumping down to the floor. He remembered how after that he'd been forced into a months worth of detentions, and Draco had been teasing him non-stop as usual, till one day Harry snapped.
Harry remembered that cold chilly corridor he had been walking down that night, and Draco standing there in his robes, taunting again at how Harry's detention must have been ever so great.
Harry told Draco to bugger off, not being in the mood at all, having already had a bad day, but Draco insisted on annoying him. Harry felt the last thread of sanity leave, and he charged at Draco, who had been ready for that. He swirled around, watching as Harry ran past him. Quickly, Draco had like lighting, it had seemed, grabbed Harry by his robes and spun him into the rough stonewall.
Harry still was unsure of how it had happened, but they ended up kissing right there, with Harry's back pushed roughly on the wall, and Draco's mouth pressed firmly to his. Harry still felt a twinge of anger at Draco for all of the sudden kissing his head off after getting him so worked up.
"Don't ask us what happened, one night they were promising to castrate the other, next thing you know, they're in detention for getting themselves caught in a broom cupboard." Seamus said, and Harry smiled at that comment, it was so true.
"Guess they didn't really want to castrate each other." Sirius said with a laugh, and Harry could almost see the lop-sided grin appearing on his lips. Harry sighed; he still wanted to castrate Draco, on his bad days only though.
James wasn't sure if Lily coming to him in a rush was a good thing or a bad thing. He had walked back to the Fat Lady's portrait to find Malfoy standing there, squabbling with her.
"For Merlin's sake, just LET me in! It's IMPORTANT!" Draco had argued with the fat lady, who looked at him with distrust. She stuck up her nose at him, and shook her head.
"I'm not letting in anybody who doesn't know the password, so shoo! Off with you!" she said in a high and mighty tone, making the blonde pull out a knife and show it to her, she eyed it with fear as he spoke.
"If you do not let me in, I will cut you from your portrait and do a much worse job the Sirius black did back in my third year if you DO NOT OPEN AND LET ME IN!" Malfoy growled, and James decided he would save the fat lady who now seemed to be quivering uncontrollably with a bit of fear as she tried to keep her ground.
James said the password, and the fat lady looked at him with shock and relief, but also with anger. "Now what did you do that for? He can get in now!" She said as she opened up the portrait to the Gryffindor common room entrance.
"Because he really does need to see someone." James responded, and as Draco ran into the room, James heard the gasps come from the common room as the Slytherin ran through the common room and dashed up the stairs. James had walked in and that's when Lily had gotten up with an angry look in her green eyes.
"Potter, tell me how you manage to blurt everything out when you should keep it shut. It's quite the gift." she said coldly, and James clued in. She was angry that he'd been so stupid yet again to allow information to 'slip.'
"Why thank you Evans, I had no clue it was a good thing." James said dryly and she rolled her eyes at him.
James sighed, for someone who should be trying to get a girl to like him, he was losing points for sure by Sirius' wonderful speech today at how it wasn't his fault Harry got pregnant. If he was so worried about it James knew he should look for books on it, but that would be embarrassing, really embarrassing.
So therefore if he was going to figure out how his son got pregnant, he'd have to be discreet about it, he'd have to have someone smart, he'd have to… James suddenly got an idea on this. "Hey Evens want to help me with some research?" James asked, and she looked taken aback.
"Sure…" She responded, staring at him with wonder in her green emerald eyes. James suddenly realized he had seen them on a familiar face.. But where?
Harry was still in the bathroom when Draco also barged into the room and surprised the socks off the other boys. "Where the hell is he?" he said, taking deep breathes, and looking somewhat frazzled, Ron was inwardly laughing his head off, but they pointed all pointed to the bathroom door with their fingers.
He stalked up and banged on the door, and Harry got up off the toilet seat, which he had been sitting on for the last minute or so, trying to gather his thoughts. "Harry, you may be pregnant, but you are not a woman, stop crying in the toilets." Draco snapped, and that got Harry up.
Harry stalked over to the door, and slammed it open, "I am not crying in the toilets, I am simply getting away from the rest of the world." Harry defended his right to be in the loo when he was upset.
"Same difference." Draco said, glaring at Harry, who was glaring back. After awhile their glares stopped, to an awkward silence, they didn't even notice all the boys watching them with amusement.
Draco looked over to them, and narrowed his gray eyes. "Would you give us some privacy?" he asked, with distaste in his voice.
"Oh umm.." Neville said looking unsure
"Well you see…" Seamus replied, looking cocky.
"Malfoy we would like to…" Ron tried to explain
"We decided no, you can't be alone," Sirius said bluntly, grinning at the glare Draco sent their way.
"Fine." Draco hissed, and grabbed Harry's hand, shoving him back into the bathroom before closing the doors. "Good for nothing, nosey Gryffindors." Draco seethed, while Harry chuckled at his boyfriend's annoyance. "Shut up Harry."
Harry glared at him, before letting out a loud sigh, knowing Sirius probably had his ear up to the door already, trying to listen, and if it wasn't Sirius, it was Seamus. "Harry, is it true, abut my child?" Draco finally asked, breaking the ice.
Harry blushed, and nodded. "And we are under no circumstances breaking up because I'm pregnant you…" Harry said, before Draco backed him up against the wall and kissed him softly.
"Harry Potter, are you really that dense to believe I would do that to you?" Draco whispered into Harry's ear, breathe moving in hot waves across the back of Harry's neck.
"Well, erm, yes, I mean no!" Harry cried, as Draco rolled his hips against him. "Draco, sto.. Stop! They'll hear." Harry protested and Draco nipped his neck lazily.
He stopped to look into Harry's eyes with a warm stare "Harry, you are daft! I was shocked, anyone would be shocked hell! I wasn't even sure you could get pregnant." Draco said and Harry eyes narrowed.
"Weren't even sure I could get pregnant, exactly how would you even think of it?" Harry asked, his voice dropping a bit, but Draco never lost his cool. He knew how to handle an angry Harry, seduce him!
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Some boys can have a magic outburst during sex with another male. You've been having them a lot, and the magic took the form of a child, feeding what I must have left in your body with life." Draco said, as if he had read and mesmerized a book.
"You felt you had to withhold this information why?" Harry growled, smacking Draco's blonde head away from his neck, he wouldn't allow the boy to seduce him right now.
"Well after the first magic burst, it kind of left me shaken so I started to look into it, but then after the third time I rather liked the power flowing through me." Draco smiled, before he had to block a slap from Harry's furious hand.
"We always use condoms, Draco, explain to me why they didn't work!" Harry cried, and Draco looked sheepish.
"Remember that one time about two weeks ago when we were in the shower?" Draco asked, and suddenly Harry remembered, they hadn't used them that time because they were both to horny to care, needing a release right that second. Harry was going to murder his favorite Slytherin right now though.
"Draco, you have five seconds to run for your life." Harry growled, and Draco smiled, fleeing the bathroom as quickly as he could, before Harry ran after the blonde's black robes and quickly moving foot steps.
Harry was going to make Draco sorry for withholding information this time, and Draco would regret it, even if he had enjoyed himself earlier, he was going to regret not informing Harry.
James and Lily had to beg, plead, and whine to a few teachers for permission to go into the restricted section of the library, but finally Professor Sprout had proved generous. He had signed them a note to search the restricted section for any books they may need to find stuff about pregnancies.
Some would have thought it odd the way the teachers looked half scared at them when they asked about it and James was starting to wonder why they said that they shouldn't have to worry about pregnancy just yet. James felt they knew something he did not.
Looking over old book after old book, each one covered in dust and some looked like they were falling apart, Lily had found the book they wanted to read. Opening it up, under the librarian's watchful and curious eyes, she put it onto the table gently, treating it as if it were a child.
"Evans, the book doesn't need to be coddled." James said furiously, wanting to get it on with, people were staring at them with either wonder or expectancy, depending on which time they were from.
"No, it doesn't, but I can see you do." she snapped back, opening the pages gently and setting them in place carefully. It was all James could do to not rip the book from her hands and turn it to a random page and see if it was what they wanted.
"Here's something," Lily whispered, looking up at people as if trying to make sure no one was listening. "Says here a male pregnancy can happen if there's a genetic influence, or a contraceptive potion involved. I doubt Harry took a potion, you sure it's not genetic?" Lily asked, looking over to James.
James looked horrified. "Those kinds of spells are dark magic, Evans. I can be happy to say my family never messed with genetics and cursed boys to have children." James defended, still looking horrified at the mere suggestion of it.
"Okay fine, Potters the Pure still remains your family's title," Lily said sarcastically, lifting the page and looking down at the next paragraph on male pregnancy. "Magic outburst during sex? Is that possible?" Lily asked, looking at the paper with confusion.
"Only for powerful wizards, I don't think a Malfoy could be that powerful… especially when dating someone who's as nice as a Potter." James said proudly, but Lily looked at him skeptically muttering something like 'Nice my arse.'
"Then it's Harry who's the powerful one. He must have been having outbursts, but then… Draco Malfoy would have felt the magic flowing through him… Wonderful, Malfoy probably knew about it the whole time." Lily deducted with her quick wits, to say she was not pleased was an understatement. "That sneaky little snake!" she hissed.
"I knew he got his strength from his father!" James boasted, but shut his mouth tight when Lily glared at him. She pushed the strands of red hair that were falling out of the elastic she was wearing behind her ears and huffed.
"I think he got a few things in strength from his mother." she said, and James looked up at her.
"You know who his mother is?" James asked and she looked at him like he was trying to pull the wool over her eyes.
"Of course I know who his mother is!" she snapped, glaring at him.
"Oh, who is it then?" James asked, looking curious, and wondering why she knew when he didn't. Lily looked like she was in between bursting out with laughter or committing physical harm on his person.
"James Potter, you are by far the most daft, pig headed person I know. What do I look like?" she said, and James took offence to being called that.
"I am not! You look like a rude girl, who's too damn hot for her own good, and should go out with me." James said, hoping that this time, the ol' Potter charm would get to her.
"Fine." she replied, looking disdainful with her answer. James was for once dumbstruck. She had never so willingly, well sort of willing, seeing as she didn't look to happy about her answer, said a positive word to him before.
James wondered why, and then something clicked, her green eyes reminded him strangely of Harry Potter's.
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