Lullaby

"Hold on tight, baby." Harry murmured to his mate before calling out the name of his destination.

They tumbled out of the fireplace in Madam Pomfery's office and surprised the old nurse who was just going through the old file cabinet. Harry, who had never had very good balance when floo-ing, had to fight to keep his balance and not fall on his face and hurt Draco.

She hurried over to them before they could say anything and gestured them over to the Main ward and the bed which Harry often occupied. Harry set Draco down gently and kissed his forehead softly before moving back to letting Madam Pomfrey examine him in peace. Draco, however, didn't like that at all. As soon as Harry disappeared from his line of sight he started to let out the same ear piercing scream as he had in October.

"Harry dear, get over here!" Madam Pomfrey yelled over the blonde's scream as she covered her ears with her hands to protect them.

Harry quickly moved back so Draco could see him but the scream didn't stop. The blonde reached out his arms for Harry and the raven haired vampire complied, taking the blonde in his arms. The scream ceased and the other vampire started to cry in the arms of his dominant mate. Harry could hear Madam Pomfrey sigh in relief as the scream stopped but Harry didn't care. He pulled his mate closer and let him cry, he had reason to cry.

"Shh, love. Can Madam Pomfrey check you over? She might be able to help the baby." Harry whispered in his ear.

Draco nodded and drew away slightly from Harry. But when Harry once again moved behind the old nurse Draco whimpered and he had to put his hand on Draco's calf to calm him. Draco stopped whimpering when he felt his mate's calming touch but still wouldn't let Madam Pomfrey anywhere near his stomach. When she tried to pull up his shirt he would cry out and pull away, almost falling off the bed in the process.

"You better sit with him." Madam Pomfrey said after her fifth attempt to pull up the blonde's shirt.

Harry nodded and slid behind the very distressed blonde who immediately turned around and pressed himself against the warm body of his mate. Harry slowly and carefully pulled Draco's shirt up to expose his stomach to the nurse's inspection.

"Turn him around, dear." she instructed gently.

Draco held Harry tighter around the neck when he heard the nurse's voice. Harry calmed him by stroking his back and whispering soothing words in his ear. He softly kissed and nibbled on Draco's neck until he let go of his neck and Harry pushed him away a little to turn him around. He whimpered and started to reach for Harry again.

"I won't leave you Draco. I'll be here, right behind you." Harry reassured him.

When he was fully turned around Harry drew him back against his chest and kissed his neck reassuringly again. Madam Pomfrey again moved forward to pull up his shirt. Draco pulled away from her and whimpered in fear. Harry turned his face and kissed the blonde's trembling lips.

"Don't be scared, dragon. It's just Madam Pomfrey. She won't hurt you." he whispered against the blonde's ear so only he could hear.

Harry pulled up Draco's shirt again and held his hands protectively over it. Draco's hands soon came and lay on top of his own and Harry kissed him again to calm him.

"Madam Pomfrey is going to do some checks on you, okay?" Harry murmured softly.

Draco nodded and buried one of his hands in Harry's dark locks, the other holding tightly to one of Harry's that still was on his stomach. Harry couldn't understand why he was so scared about the nurse's hands on him. Surely the woman in the clinic had used her wand?

He held his trembling mate close as Madam Pomfrey put her hands on Draco's stomach and started to probe and poke at it. Draco trembled so violently that Harry thought he was cold. He asked, but Draco only shook his head. So Harry drew him closer to him and started to rock him gently when Madam Pomfrey moved away again.

"How do you feel, Draco?" she asked as she took out her wand.

"Good, now." Draco said quietly.

"No, how does your stomach feel? The baby?" she clarified.

"It's cold, but not as cold as it was at first." Draco said louder this time, getting more confident now that Madam Pomfrey wasn't touching him anymore and Harry was close against him.

"Cold?" Madam Pomfrey frowned and stopped in mid-motion with her wand.

"Yeah, like a piece of ice." Draco nodded.

"Well, now I don't understand." Madam Pomfrey muttered.

"Why? What's wrong?" Harry asked worriedly.

"She put her hand on your stomach, right?" the nurse asked Draco, totally ignoring Harry's question. Draco nodded. "But it was cold?" He nodded again.

Harry could feel Draco's worry surfacing again and kissed him gently on the neck.

"The only spell that works that way in abortion isn't supposed to be cold. You're supposed to fall into trance like state. It holds you like that for three hours so you can't do anything about the effects." Madam Pomfrey told the air more than them.

"Why did it only feel cold to me then?" Draco asked with a frown.

"Let's find out, shall we?"

She started to wave her wand over Draco's abdomen and soon after a paper appeared above. Madam Pomfrey took it and read what was written on it. Harry and Draco stared at her while her frown became a face of confusion and then a soft smile.

"It's cold because your body and magic is fighting the spell." she told them and to Harry's surprise, she laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked suspiciously.

She just shook her head and gave another wave of her wand. Harry yelped and Draco drew the covers over them. Madam Pomfrey had spelled their clothes away. Draco didn't mind. He felt at peace and was warm with Harry's skin against his.

"He didn't want me to touch him because he was afraid it would make his fight harder. But you," she pointed at Harry, "only make it easier. As long as you are skin to skin it will be alright. It would be even better if you were..." she blushed, "...intimate with each other."

"You mean you want us to have sex? Here?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Well, I usually don't encourage my patients to have such activities here, but it will be good for Draco and the baby." she said with a shrug.

"Okay..." Harry just said as she put up the privacy screens around the bed.

Harry cast a silencing and locking charm on them so nobody would hear them or remove the screens. Then he looked down at Draco. The blonde had turned onto his side and hid his face in Harry's neck, shaking as he cried again.

Harry didn't know what to do to calm his mate. He felt absolutely powerless. So he twined his arms tighter around the blonde and let him cry. He softly began to sing the only lullaby he knew.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town."

Draco fell asleep somewhere between the diamond ring and the billy goat. Harry wasn't totally sure where but he was glad that his mate was finally asleep. After the day he had he must be exhausted. Harry was quite tired himself.

That thought had barely registered to him before he fell asleep with his arms protectively around his mate.

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Draco woke up in the middle of the night. His stomach burned, he was hungry. He felt Harry's arms around him and after a few seconds he also remembered why he was in the Hospital wing. He lay there just listening to Harry's singing heartbeat and basking in his mate's body heat.

After a few minutes the hunger got too much for him and he turned so he was facing Harry.

"Harry?" he said, softly licking the shell of his ear.

Harry hummed in response. He wasn't fully awake yet; it was far too bloody early! Draco nipped at his earlobe and started to search for a good vein to bite. You would think that he has learned where the best vein was by now, but he didn't want to rip the newly healed skin open too soon.

In the land between dream and wake Harry could feel Draco's tongue on his neck and turned his head to give him easier access. He gasped softly when the blonde bit down on his skin just below his jaw. He let Draco suck up a pint or two of blood and then gently pushed him away.

"Morning love." he said in a whisper and kissed Draco on the nose.

"Morning? You aren't going back to sleep?" Draco asked pointedly.

"No. I have some things to do today. And since I can't very well leave you here I have to figure out a way to take you with me." Harry said and sighed.

"What are you going to do then?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"Make the arrangements for you to go to Godric's Hollow with Ron and Hermione." Harry answered, but he didn't look Draco in the eyes.

"Even after I told you that it will kill us both, you're still going to do it!" the blonde almost screamed and jumped off the bed, ignoring his state of undresses.

"I have to! I don't want you, Ron or Hermione here when I do what I want to, have to do!" Harry said in the same tone as Draco had used.

"And what, pray tell, is that!" Draco spat.

"Kill Umbridge, for one! And Dumbledore will get a good talking to and that woman from the clinic won't get away with almost getting choked!"

"It's going to be your death. And I will die with you." Draco said, calmer now. "Why can't you wait until the baby is born?" he begged.

"I will only make sure that everything is set up today. Yesterday was far to close a call for my liking. You won't go unless it's absolutely necessary, and preferably after the baby is born." Harry agreed.

Draco nodded his approval and slid back into bed. Harry drew him close to his chest and buried his face in the blonde locks of his mate. After only a few seconds Draco stiffened in his arms.

"The baby!" he cried suddenly.

"What about the baby, dragon?" Harry asked worriedly.

"What if we lost it!" Draco cried.

Harry could hear despair in his voice at the mere thought of losing the baby. He sat up and turned Draco on his back. He then settled in between Draco's legs with his ear and cheek against his lower abdomen. He could hear the faint heartbeat of their baby and smiled. He had almost gotten worried there for a second.

"The baby's okay, Dray. Go back to sleep for a while. I'll wake you when daylight comes." he whispered and Draco almost immediately fell asleep again.

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