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A/N the ability to spell has left me... oh wait its back woot. There's not much in this update, but the next update is going to be long, even by my standards, so I guess thats a good thing. Hope you like this! Thankies for the reviews :D
Harry was on a mission to search and destroy. Draco Malfoy may be the father of his child, but the father of his child was in grave danger, not to mention very stupid. Right now, as far as Harry was concerned, it was Draco's fault he was pregnant.
Harry turned around a corner, to find it empty. "I could have sworn Draco went this way…" Harry thought out loud, turning around to find himself being embraced from behind in strong arms.
"Harry, have you learned yet? A Malfoy always knows how to escape danger," Draco said with a smirk. Harry internally growled. If he turned around and looked at Draco, all his anger would leave probably.
So Harry looked at the wall and said in a stern voice, or what he thought was a stern voice, and replied "Draco, have you learned? Harry Potter doesn't like being thrown into something because someone felt they didn't have to tell him something important." Harry then turned himself around and managed to push Draco to the ground.
Draco looked at him with big innocent eyes, and once Harry looked into them he knew he was lost. Damnit. "I shouldn't let you get away with this…" Harry whispered, closing his mouth over Draco's.
"No you shouldn't." Draco replied. Harry knew that he was thinking 'but you will', and he let it go. Harry felt tired; he was fed up with this all.
"Draco… What the hell is that?" Harry asked, looking behind him to see a dark violet hole open up out of thin air behind Draco. Draco whirled around and his opened up as he and Harry watched as a prehistoric animal flew through the hole and headed straight for them.
Harry shoved himself to one side, and Draco followed, making sure his body was over Harry's, protecting him. Harry watched as the thing got up, and the dark hole closed into thin air again. It growled with long teeth, staring at them with fury, or hunger.
Draco moved to pick up the wand he had dropped on the floor, but the creature got his arm before his hand got the wand. Harry watched as teeth cut through the robe and skin, blood swelling up as Draco looked at his arm in horror and let out a scream of rage and pain.
Harry searched his robes for his own wand, and once he felt his hands clasp the wooden material, he picked it up and aimed it at the creature. Harry didn't know what to say, but one curse came to mind. Harry whispered out "Crucio" And the creature let go of Draco's arm and withered on the floor, in pain.
Draco then picked up his wand with his other hand, and pointed it at the creature. "Stupefy," he said, sounding hoarse. Harry grimaced when he saw the blood flowing steadily out of Draco's arm.
"Draco, go to the hospital wing right now!" Harry hissed. Draco shook his head though, moving over to the animal that was lying on the floor as if dead.
"I'm the one who's supposed to protect you Harry; you're in a delicate condition." Draco responded, and Harry rolled his eyes.
"I'll be fine. Go to the hospital wing and get someone else down here. We'll figure out what happened and tell you. Just get that arm fixed Draco!" Harry ordered, and Draco looked up with rebellious eyes.
Harry sent him a look that told Draco this was not the time to try and take control of the situation. "Fine, but be careful. I'm not going to lose you to some weird phenomenon." Draco responded, walking away and holding his arm tenderly.
Harry looked back at the creature, and frowned. It resembled a wolf maybe, only looked… deformed? No. It looked ancient, like an earlier form of a dog. 'How did a dog…' Harry thought, staring at the thing in confused wonderment.
The marauders were walking down to the kitchens when they saw Old Snivellus and Professor McGonagall walking down to the dungeons quickly. "Professor what are you doing down here?" Sirius asked, looking curious. Professor McGonagall stopped, looking at them. Her eyes spoke worry.
"We are going to find your godson. A monster attacked him, and seeing as you're not safe in the dungeons right now I would like to escort you. Professor Snape, go find him." Professor McGonagall said in a stern voice.
"If we're lucky, Draco's unborn child is still safe. I still say we should…" Snape was saying but Minerva just shook her head quickly.
"As much as you hate Mister Potter, Severus, he is carrying that child." she said and Snivellus seemed to get a little sulky, but kept walking down towards the dungeons. "Grudges, honestly." Professor McGonagall said, and looked at them. "Well come along!" she barked out.
The four Marauders jumped, and started following her obediently. Of course, James and Sirius never did anything by the rules, and while Remus was talking to the Professor about a project they slipped off, following the older Snape to where Harry may be.
Harry had been arguing with Professor Snape over a rather stupid thing for ten minutes or so: what the animal was. Snape insisted it was just some rabid magical animal while Harry insisted it came form a magical loophole of some sort and was an ancient animal.
"Potter, that sounds impossible. Maybe the attack lessened what few brain cells you have left. Lord knows to get yourself pregnant you don't have many." Snape barked, glaring at Harry with those obsidian eyes.
Harry glared back at Snape, and snapped back. "Sorry but it was your favourite student who was the idiot and decided it would be great fun to not inform me I was having those magical whatevertheyweres."
"He would never do such a thing," Snape said, sounding like he was trying to reassure himself that it was the truth more then anything. Harry snorted, Snape could keep his delusions, what was done was done and his child was going to be born either way.
"What the fuck is that thing?" Harry heard James Potter say from behind him, and he turned around to see two shocked faces, and yet a bit of awe creeping into their expressions as well.
"Language Potter! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Snape barked, and James was about to protest before Harry walked over and shoved a hand over his mouth, shaking his head.
"It's no use; he hates us Potters and always will." Harry whispered, before taking a look at the stupefied creature. James murmured 'And us Potters will always hate him back.' Harry smirked, because that was true enough.
Snape picked up the creature, looking very disdainful at having such a thing near his special person. Harry rolled his eyes again, he wanted to know what it was, and he was going to follow Snape to the Headmaster's office and get answers for what that thing was.
Review! I know its short.. I had more written but I then realized it was for an entirely different chapter, therefore I could not use it as well.
