Title: Don't Speak
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Lucius/Harry
Category: Drama, romance, slash
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-con, Mpreg SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

SPOILERS AHEAD! You have been warned!

Don't Speak

Chapter 6: It looks as though you're letting go

I felt the light warm on my face and fought the urge to moan aloud. I was torn between a feeling of contented happiness and annoyance. I hadn't been able to lay and feel the sun on my face in months and now that I could I wanted it to go away so I could sleep more. I would have ignored it and done just that if the little one hadn't decided to lie on my full bladder. I moaned in annoyance then and opened my eyes. I heard soft snores and slowly turned to investigate my surroundings.

I was definitely not on the hard dirt ground. I was in an honest to god bed. It had sheets and blankets and big fluffy pillows and everything smelled of a flowery detergent. It all smelled so familiar and it should have. I knew where I was. I was in the Hogwarts Medical Ward. I had spent most of time here during my years at school. I looked to my right and saw where one of the set of snores had come from. Beside me on another hospital bed lay the familiar form of my lover and fiancée'. He laid there, his platinum blonde hair in disarray around his peaceful sleeping face. I wanted to touch him and run my hands through those platinum tresses and yet part of me was afraid to. I dreamed of him many times during my stay in the dark dank prison that I had been kept hostage in.

I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and turned to look on the other side of my bed. I saw two huddled bodies under two blankets. I could only see the tops of heads which consisted of bits of hair. I quietly scooted my legs over the edge of the bed and slowly pushed myself into a standing position. I took a few steps and noted how soft and warm the socks on my feet were.

It had been months since I had worn socks.

I looked down at the parts of my body I could see and noted the fresh black cotton pajamas I wore. They were comfortable and stretchy enough to allow my swollen belly room to expand. I waddled silently past the two sleeping in the chair and went in search of a bathroom. I knew that there was one at the opposite end of the room from the Nurses office and made my way there. I passed all the empty beds and found the lone black door against the pale wall. I turned the knob and opened it. I walked in and closed the door behind me, locking it in case someone else woke up and had the urge to use the facilities.

As I saw the toilet before me, tears sprang to my eyes. I had been forced to use buckets when they were available and if they weren't I used the corners. I was back in a civilized place. I stood and relieved my bladder and couldn't help but smile when I pulled the handle down and heard the familiar whoosh when the toilet flushed. I walked over to the sink and turned on the faucets and savored the feel of warm water and soap. If I bathed, it was under the spray of a hose and the coldest water possible with none of the fragrant soap that I so enjoyed and took for granted in every day life.

I looked up and saw a mirror over the sink with an unfamiliar face starring back at me. I knew it was me and yet part of me didn't believe it. My sunken cheeks and thin arms to go along with my hair that was messier than usual and could surpass Severus' when it came to grease and condition. I wondered if Poppy would let me take a bath and perhaps I could persuade her to cut my hair which was past my shoulder blades.

I turned away from the mirror and opened the door where Madam Pomphrey walking down the aisle starring at me with her hands on her hips.

"Where did you wander off to, Mr. Potter?"

I blinked and felt the urge to laugh, "I was wandering to the bathroom, Poppy. I do have at least seven pounds of baby lying on my bladder you know. And since when am I Potter?"

She smiled and shook her head, "Still the same Harry."

"What? Did you think I'd come back and be a gentler, kinder and more obedient person? If so then I highly recommend you seek help. Speaking of help...Is there any chance that you'd let me take a bath? I'm covered head to toe in dirt and grit and I'd love to have nice long hot bath to help alleviate some of the back pain I've been having on and off."

"There's a faculty bathroom a few rooms down and one flight of stairs up. I'll escort you there, or would you prefer the company of your worried companions?"

"Let them sleep. I can tell that Lucius is sleep deprived. He's also lost quite a bit of weight."

"We'll talk more about that later. Let's head up to the baths," she said as she walked slightly ahead of me.

I smiled and shook my head as I followed behind. As soon as we were out in the hallway she began to chatter, asking many questions.

"So how long have you been experiencing these back pains?"

"For three or four days now. I believe it's the onset of labor."

She nodded but said nothing.

"I'm betting it's a boy. I know that boys run in the Malfoy line and my Mom and Dad had a boy. It seems to be strong in both of our families. If it's a girl I'll be surprised. I'd like to have a girl as well."

"I bet a daughter begotten from both of you would be beautiful," said Poppy turning around to give me a big smile.

"Me too. I would love if she had Lucius' eyes and my hair color, or even my eye color and Lucius' hair color. I wonder the same about a son with our looks. I would hope that he would get Lucius' height and not mine."

"Your height had nothing to do with genetics and everything to do with those muggle morons that raised you. Near starving you and keeping you in cramped quarters didn't do you any good. Your father was a decent six foot and your mother was at least a good 5'8. "

I smiled brightly as we started walking up the stairs. I felt a sharp pain lace up my back and through my middle and kept it to myself. I really wanted this bath. My contractions were very sporadic meaning I had at least a day if not longer before they started getting worse.

When we arrived at the faculty bathroom I was more than overjoyed to see the large public bath like tub filling with warm water. I turned to look at Poppy.

"I'll wait outside. Call if you need anything. I'll have the house elves prepare a meal for you and have them leave it at the medical ward for you. Hopefully Lucius hasn't awakened yet and panicked."

"Who were the other two people huddled in the chairs," I asked curiously.

"One was Remus, the other...well let's just leave that a surprise."

She smiled brightly as she left and I shrugged and began stripping, putting aside my thoughts on the strange person lying under the covers with Remus because I preferred a bath to a mystery at the moment. My child gave a small kick as if in agreement.

I stepped into the tub and lay back relaxing for a few minutes before another pain laced through my body, reminding me of the pending birth of my son or daughter. The water took some of the sting of the contraction away and allowed me to think through the pain. Not that I couldn't think before, I just couldn't think of anything proficient. Mostly I just thought, "Ow! This hurts!".

I grabbed the soap and managed to quickly wash myself and just as quickly I washed and rinsed my hair. I stood and grabbed a towel and stepped out, drying myself and quickly replacing the towel with my set aside clothes. I had no sooner gotten dressed that another pain ran through my body. I gasped and lowered myself into a kneeling position that I had found lessened the pain and felt comfortable. When it ended I took a few deep breaths and stood shakily and made my way to the door separating Poppy and I. I opened it and saw a startled look on her usually stern face.

"I expected you would be in there longer."

"I did too but unfortunately junior's plans are a bit different from mine. The contractions are getting closer and a tad bit more painful."

Her eyes widened and she grabbed my elbow and began to briskly lead me towards and down the steps. I had gotten to the bottom when another contraction hit causing me to gasp and double over. I hadn't felt panicked when I was escaping the evil lord of deaths lair and yet...I could feel panic closing in on me like the breaking of a tsunami wave onto shore.

"Breath Harry! Breath. That's it. We're almost there."

I followed her directions and when it finally ended I waited a moment to catch my breath before I stood up straight again and allowed to Poppy lead me towards the Medical clinic doors. The door flew open and there stood Remus Lupin and beside him stood another man who I would have recognized even with the white hair. Both wore frantic and panicked faces until they saw me. I would have asked how and when Sirius had returned but my body was preparing to expel my child and the contraction the hit this time caused me to wrap my arms around my midsection and loudly moan as I once again slid to the floor in my all too familiar kneeling position, listening as Poppy told me how to breath.

"Oh, Merlin! Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't think me being here would cause you to go into labor!"

I would have laughed if the pain hadn't decided to climb to a higher level. I closed my eyes and breathed and it was then that I felt a gush of liquid cover my thighs and soak through my pajama bottoms at the knees.

"Oh...I think my waters just broke."

"I'm sorry! Oh Merlin! I should have waited with the others," said Sirius looking panicked.

"It wasn't you Siri. I've been having contractions for about four days now. I think the family reunion just gave my child a good excuse to crash the party."

I felt a pair of arms go under my underarms and lift me up. I knew those large hands. I turned my head and looked into the familiar eyes of my love, Lucius Malfoy.

"Lucius..."

I fell back against his chest and when he let go of me I turned around and wrapped my arms around his chest and struggled to get as close to him as my swollen stomach would allow.

To Be Continued...

Sorry. I'm working 2 jobs. AGAIN! Busy busy...