At lunch, an owl swooped over the Slytherin table and landed directly in front of Draco. It was a regal-looking Phillipine Scops, and all-too-familliar to Draco. He tentatively reached out to take the letter from it. As soon as he had taken the parchment, the owl flew off. He slit open the envelope and stared at the parchment.

Draco,

Your father has escaped. Please be careful, I don't know where he is, but I'm sure I know what his plans are.

Tell Harry he cannot come for Spring Break like last year. Not unless your father is caught before then. Molly has offered for me to stay with her until he is caught. To keep me safe, she says, but I think she's just lonely. Take care of Harry.

I love you, son,
Mum

When Harry read the letter, he felt sick to his stomach. Lucius Malfoy was on the loose again. How many times did he have to capture that man? He turned to Draco, who was chewing his lip.

"Draco? Love, are you alright?"

"No, I'm not alright. I'm finally truly happy, and then the man who has made my life a living hell for the past seventeen years turns up again." He sighed as a tear trickled down his cheek. He burried his face into Harry's collar. "And today was supposed to be one of the happiest of my life."

"What's so special about today?"

Draco pulled a small velvet bag from his pocket, and shook its contents into his palm. It was a wide band of white gold with a single diamond embedded in its center. "I was going to ask you to marry me. But I guess now, you won't want to."

Harry had to choke back his tears as he took Draco's chin in his hand, and forced him to look at him. "Draco, love, marrying you, and spending the rest of my life with you would..." he paused trying to find the perfect words "...would make me devestatingly, deleriouslyhappy." He kissed his boyfriend long, slow and deep. "And your father can go fuck himself. After I get his wand snapped, and his magic drained, and shipped off to Azkaban again."

Draco grinned and kissed Harry again. He grinned even wider as he stared at Harry's left hand where he had just placed the ring. "I love you, Harry."

Draco drew himself flush against Harry, and pressed their lips together. He slowly slipped his tongue into his fianeé's mouth. The kiss soon became more heated, and their hands roamed under each other's shirts. Harry removed his hands from Draco's shoulder blades and slowly began unbuttoning Draco's shirt. Every now and again, his fingers would brush Draco's chest, teasingly, as Harry's tongue played delicious torture upon his neck. Draco soon found himself chest to naked chest with his boyfriend and their movements and kisses became more frenzied. Draco rubbed his arousal against Harry's eliciting a moan from the raven-haired boy.

"Draco, maybe we shouldn't... Mmmm... Maybe not right now... Oh, don't stop."

Draco, taking Harry on his latter statement did not stop.

"Maybe we should... Oh, Gods! ...take this to... Oh, right there! ...the bedroom."

But there was no stopping for Draco. And Harry's resolve soon melted. That afternoon, Harry and Draco lost their virginity to each other on the couch of the Head Boy's common room. They skipped their classes for the rest of the day, and cuddled by the fire.

The months passed by quickly and none-too soon it was Spring Break. Harry and Draco had opted to stay at Hogwarts, and that's how it ended and began.

The third day of break was dawning, and a sense of danger was niggling at the back of Harry's mind when he awoke. He turned over and snuggled into the beautiful blonde at his side. Draco mewled before he awoke and turned his head so he could kiss Harry.

"Something's up, love."

"I know. I feel it too. Let's stay inside today."

"I'm not hiding from anyone, love, even your father."

"Good,"a voice outside the curtains said, "I do so love a challange."

Harry growled, and flung several spells at the man wandlessly. He stepped out of bed, grabbing his wand, and cast a binding spell on the now-unconsious Lucius Malfoy. He tugged on a pair of jeans and saw Draco doing the same, before casting a mobilus corpus on Malfoy Sr. and carting him to the Headmaster's office.

"Headmaster, get rid of this neusance forever, please. I don't care what you have to do, but I will not spend my life tracking him down."

And with that, Harry left, followed by Draco."Harry, love, I think I'm going to puke."

"You feeling alright?"

"Yeah, just a wee bit off-colour the past few days."

"Let's get you to Pomfery, then."

Harry waited impatiently as Madame Pomfery examined Draco. She had gone back into her office to wait for the results, and Harry took the opportunity to sit beside his beloved. When Pomfery returned, Harry asked. "What's wrong with him?"

"Well, dear nothing is 'wrong' with him, per say. But I am delighted to congradulate you on being the third male pregnancy case in the wizarding world, Mr Malfoy."

Both boys visibly paled.

A/N: giggles Ok, so, usually, I stay away from Mpreg, but it just begged to be written.