Sorry for the late chapter, My computer's hard drive completely crashed on me, and it's been in the tech store. I only got it back late on the 21st, and I was meant to get a chapter out on the 20th, so I wrote a little present at the end of this chapter, something that hasn't happened since the first chapter. I was rethinking some life decisions with the ending of this chapter... So yeah, hope you enjoy it.?
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Monday had come around, and Harry was getting ready to see this doctor that Tom trusted, even though he didn't know who it was yet. Harry went through to the main living area once he was dressed, to see Tom reading the Daily Prophet. He looked up at Harry when he saw that the other had come through.
"Ready to go?" Tom said putting down the newspaper.
"Yes." Tom walked over to Harry, grabbing his hand and apparating them. They landed in a field and there was a house off in the distance.
"Sorry, I couldn't get us any closer, he is a bit paranoid about his safety."
"Do I know him?" Harry asked as they started walking to the house.
"No, he did go to school with your parents though, and is also believed to be dead."
"Oh, so he isn't too old then."
"No, he started medical training after Hogwarts, and when he was presumed to have been killed in a fight against the aurors, he hid away in his family home. Studying any and everything medicine and magical healing book he could get his hands on. While I trust Snape for potions, I trust this man for any and every medical problem. Not that the other Death Eaters know he is still alive."
"He does know we are coming right?"
"Yes, and he is also very excited to meet you. He was overjoyed when I told him we were having a child." The two walked the rest of the way to the house in silence, still holding hands from when they apparated. The door opened as they walked up to it. It revealed a man in his late thirties with dirty blonde hair and eye blue eyes. He had a grin across his face, and he looked like he was up to something, if the glint in his eyes said anything.
"My Lord, I'm so glad you could make it, and this must be Harry Potter, your baby mama." The man teased, while Harry let out a small chuckle.
"Harry this is Evan Rosier, a loyal follower of mine. Rosier we talked about this beforehand, hold your comments for now." Tom said staring Evan in the eye. Rosier didn't back down though, just gave a cheeky grin before letting them inside.
"Follow me this way, I have an examination bed set up for just through my office" They followed him through his office and into a side room. Harry jumped up onto the bed while Tom stood off to the side, leaning against the wall, watching over everything. "Right, now I will cast a few different spells, one to see when the baby was conceived, how healthy it is, and anything we should be concerned about. None of them should hurt, if they do, tell me, because then something is wrong, otherwise, you should just feel a warm sensation around your abdomen."
Rosier started waving his wand around chanting in a language that wasn't Latin, but rather sounded Norwegian, but knew it was an old Norse spell. Tom watched as symbols appeared in the air, which he couldn't understand, but Rosier did.
"Everything seems to be in order. The foetus was conceived on the 12th of July, so you are just over 7 weeks along, closer to 8 though. You are in the first trimester so expect there to be morning sickness, nausea, vomiting, cravings and aversions to foods, mood swings and even having a heightened sense of smell. That is everything that normally comes along with the first trimester. It's still too early to tell the gender of the foetus. The foetus is looking a little undeveloped, but I'm not concerned about that as some babies can take 42 weeks before they are born. I would avoid using magical means of transport excessively, as it does upset any foetus. Otherwise, everything seems to be in working order, and you are free to eat what you want, or fuck as much as you want." Harry burst out laughing, while Tom shot a murderous look at Rosier.
"Rosier," Tom warned.
"Yes, my Lord," He said in a sickly sweet voice.
"Nothing, I forgot how you could be," Tom said sighing.
"I was wondering, how did you fake your death?" Harry asked changing the subject.
"Ahh, I had Moody on my tail, as much as I knew I could hold my own against him, I didn't want to live with them knowing I was alive. I shot a nasty heck and curse at him, that confused his eye, and took part of his nose, before I cast a medical spell on myself that made my own body and magic believe I was dead. The spell used to be used when plagues from the muggle world hit wizards, it would trick the virus to believe its host was dead. When I got the chance, I escaped leaving a decoy in my place."
"You can hold your own against Moody?"
"I had Mister kill joy over there train me in duelling, I can also hold my own somewhat against him." Evan heard his Lord give off a sound of discomfort at his teasing.
"I think we are finished here; we still have more people to see today," Tom said moving towards the open door.
"Here is a way to contact me, if need be," Evan said handing over a piece of parchment. "I expect to see you in 4 weeks."
"See you then," Harry said following Tom, as soon as they were out of the house, and out of the anti-apparating area, Tom apparated them back to their apartment.
"Let me call on Narcissa." Tom stepped out of the apartment, heading to the roof, where he could send a letter off through his spotted eagle owl. Harry busied himself, making tea for the two of them. When Tom came back, he gladly accepted the cup of tea while the two sat drinking their tea.
"Rosier wasn't what I expected."
"Ah yes, I trust him with medicine, but not to keep his mouth shut when it is needed. But not all of my followers are "grumpy" as he likes to put."
"Yes, they're either grumpy or insane." Harry laughed at the look on Tom's face.
"I will admit that I could have chosen better with some of my followers, the sane ones, are just never causing trouble for me."
There was a knock at the door 30 minutes later, and Tom opened it to allow Narcissa Malfoy in. Tom made her a cup of tea before they were all sitting in the small lounge, Tom and Harry on the couch, while Narcissa sat on the armchair.
"Narcissa, I hope that Lucius told you about the news?" Tom asked.
"Yes my Lord, He told me of the wonderful news, and I am delighted that you have chosen me for the task. Mr Potter, I believe you will find me to be more pleasant than my husband or my son."
"Please call me Harry, Lady Malfoy, and I am certain that will get along in the months to come." Harry smiled at her.
"Then please call me Narcissa. I am here to look after you, keep you healthy, and monitor your pregnancy, I am also here to help you with your birth plan, but we can go over that at a later time when you are further along. You can also ask me anything, and if I know the answer, I can give it to you. There are also certain activities and events, that some witches like to do during their pregnancy, and while you don't have to do them, I would still like you to have the option."
Tom listened as the two spoke about the pregnancy, Harry telling her what Rosier had said, minus the one tidbit of information and Narcissa about what Harry can expect during the pregnancy. She also spoke about baby showers and private events he and Harry might do during the pregnancy as other witches and wizards did. She also spoke about flowing magic through the stomach so the child could feel their parents. It wasn't until late in the afternoon when she left, saying she needed to return to her husband. She said she would also check back in after a few days.
The days passed quickly afterwards as Tom and Harry started to get to know each other better and become comfortable with the other. Narcissa and Harry were getting along, and Harry had learnt many embarrassing facts about the two other Malfoys, they were becoming friends the more they saw each other. Tom would disappear during the workdays to watch over the construction on the manor, and make sure the wards weren't breaking, and once Narcissa learnt of this, she came around every day to offer Harry some company while Tom was out.
Before Harry knew it, two weeks had passed, and the manor was ready for them to move into. Tom asked to give him that Friday to make sure any and every ward and protection he wanted was up before they moved in on that Saturday. Tom came back to the apartment that evening, covered in sweat, his robe gathered over his arm, and the top of his shirt unbuttoned. Harry was having a hard time not getting hard at the ravished look Tom was wearing.
Tom noticed Harry staring at him with lust in his eyes, and despite being tired from all the warding, that one looking gave him all his energy back. Trapping Harry against the kitchen counter, the two stared at each other with hunger, before Harry gave in to his desire and reach up to wrap his arms around Tom's neck, pulling the man towards him. Tom smirked at Harry before licking his and catching Harry's lip against his own.
Tom took control over the kiss, slipping his tongue into Harry's mouth, and his hand slipped under Harry's loose shirt, feeling the slight bump of Harry's stomach he feed his magic into the small bump of their child. Breaking the kiss Harry brought his one arm down to link hands with the one on his stomach. Harry moaned as the warmth spread over his stomach and Tom ran his lips down his neck and stopping at his collarbone.
Letting go of Harry's hand, Tom slid his hand further up Harry's shirt before he brushed over Harry's nipple. Harry's body shuddered as Tom teased his nipples. Tom stopped when his nipples became hard before his hand disappear from under his shirt and found its way to his arse. Tom's other hand left its place against the counter to join its counterpart. Tom tapped Harry's leg giving him an indication that he was going to be lifted. Harry jumped when Tom had tapped his leg and curled his leg's around Tom's waist. It got the desired effect Tom wanted.
He placed Harry on the counter before pulling off his shirt and then unbuttoning his own. Harry pushed off his shirt before he joined their lips together again, his hand's exploring Tom's chest before he settled them around his neck and threading them through the bottom of Tom's hair. Tom pulled Harry closer to himself feeling the others erection through his pants. Tom broke the kiss once more as his mouth kissed down Harry's chest before he undid his pants, watching as Harry's cock stood stiff against his stomach after being set free from his pants.
Taking the cock into his mouth Harry's breath hitched, as the warmth of Tom's mouth surround him. Tom had never done anything like this before, he had been on the receiving end though. He tried to replicate the things he enjoyed, and by the sounds of Harry was enjoying it. Swirling his tongue around the tip of Harry's cock he felt hands grip his hair and looked up to see Harry's face flushed red and his lips parted as soft moans came out of them.
Tom removed his mouth from around the cock, chuckling as Harry whined. "Come let's go to the bedroom." Tom guided Harry as they both stripped out of their remaining clothes. Capturing Harry's lips again, Tom walking him backwards until Harry's legs met the edge of the bed and he fell backwards. He couldn't help but smile as Harry lay there naked and blissed out. Tom climbed on top of him taking one nipple into his mouth and the other in his hands.
Harry rolled them over so he was straddling Tom's lap and could feel his cock pressed up behind him. "What's your plan now?" Tom said, putting his hands under his head.
"Know any spells to loosen and lube me up?"
"Sure do."
"can you do them then?"
"Sure, with a little payment." He said with a smirk Harry laughed but lent forward to kiss Tom. Sitting back up, Tom did as promised and he didn't think the smirk on the man's face could get any bigger, but it was fine because he was starting to love that smirk. Lifting his hips Harry guided Tom's dick to his entrance before he slid it inside oh himself and sat flat against Tom again. He moaned as the appendage filled him up, he began to move his hips and smiled as Tom moaned beneath him. Harry started to lift himself up slightly, and it didn't take long before Tom grabbed a hold on his hips and was guiding his movements. He lent down to kiss him and felt the man spread his arse, and the dick reach further inside them.
Tom flipped them once again, kneeling as Harry's legs wrapped around him. He grabbed hold of the one moving it to sit on his shoulder before he started to slide in and out of him.
"Tom…" Harry moaned his name out as he hit against the other prostate. He made it his mission to hit the same spot every time. "I'm… gon- na… cum"
"Then cum, my love." Harry's body shook as an orgasm took over his body and white ribbons of semen hit his chest. Harry clamped around Tom as he came, and after a few more thrusts Tom came in Harry moaning his name.
Laying down next to Harry, he spelled the two of them clean before he pulled the blankets over them and pulled Harry onto his chest. Kissing his forehead, he flicked the lights off and fell into slumber with his lover.
I blushed while writing this, I ain't gonna lie, writing smut is something new to me, and hopefully, with time I will get better at it, but for someone who doesn't hick a dick, or even touched one, my reference comes from fanfics, mangas, manwhas, and any LGBT book I have read.
