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 9: So please stop explaining

I sat there with my son in my arms and watched the rise and fall of Harry's chest and then the rise and fall of my sons. When I saw that both were strong and steady I stood and walked over to the bassinette and placed my son inside it.

I walked over to the right side of the curtain and pulled it open to reveal and empty bed. I swished my wand and said an incantation that I had said enough times in this lifetime that I could use it in my sleep and moved the bed closer to Harry's so that only a foot or less separated us. I slid off my dress shoes and crawled into bed and collapsed onto the soft feather filled pillow below me and allowed all my tiredness claim its just reward.

The school was empty for summer and yet it was filled with eager and excited people of all ages hustling and bustling. Mostly everyone was gathered in the Great Hall to eat breakfast but very few were eating because most of them were gossiping animatedly. It wasn't until the doors opened that everyone quieted and waited with baited breath.

When Sirius and Remus walked in with identical looks of tired but happy grins to room turned to them in serious anticipation.

"What's with the stares? Didn't any of you learn any manners?"

"OUT WITH IT SIRIUS BLACK," yelled an anxious Molly Weasley.

"Out with what? Last time I pulled it out you beat me over the head with that heavy fist of yours. I've still got bumps on me skull."

"If you don't come out with it I'll give you a few more. Is Harry okay and did he have the baby," asked Molly while Arthur placed a comforting and restraining hand on her shoulder.

Sirius walked over and took a seat in the middle of the table followed by Remus. Both sat down and Sirius ran a hand through his disheveled white hair while Remus poured both of them big cups of coffee.

"Harry had the baby last night," he paused to take a sip of the coffee Remus had made him and then continued, "A handsome baby boy."

"It was a hard delivery and we almost lost both of the baby and Harry," said Remus with a shadowed look in his eyes.

"How? What happened," asked Hermione.

"The delivery seemed to be going well and then Harry started panicking and said that something was wrong and he kept trying to push the baby out when Poppy told him to stop. We had to hold him down. Poppy and Severus had to go inside and un-wrap the umbilical cord from around the baby's neck," said Remus as he cradled his coffee mug between his hands.

"It was awful seeing Harry like that and just when we thought it could get no worse...the stench of blood filled the room because Harry's torn and bleeding from trying to force the babe out and Poppy says that we have to get the baby out as soon as possible because Harry's hips can't bare the weight any longer," said Sirius leaning his head on Remus' shoulder.

"Oh, sweet Merlin!"

Big tears rolled down Molly's face and Hermione hid her face behind her hair while Ron rubbed her back soothingly, his eyes were red and watery but not one tear fell. Draco was pale and tears looked ready to fall from his shivering blonde lashes, Ginny lay in his arms crying freely.

"So, what happened," demanded a teary eyed McGonagall.

"The baby slid from Harry blue and lifeless and Poppy and Severus spent minutes working on his tiny little body until air filled his lungs and his tiny body turned pink and while life filled his body it was leaving Harry's. We were all in tears when Poppy handed the babe to Sirius. I watched helpless as Lucius was pushed out of the way and Poppy and Severus started working on Harry, Severus pouring potion after potion down Harry's throat and Poppy pumping on his chest and breathing into him and stopping every now and then to chant a quick spell I had never heard of. I walked over and led Lucius over to Sirius to see his newborn son and it was a surreal moment watching him stare down at that little boy who already looks so much like Harry, it was as if I could hear the thoughts in his head or perhaps we were both thinking how much the babe looked like Harry and if Harry died we would all be left with a miniature Harry that we would look at with sorrow and irony," said Remus scrubbing at his now tear stained cheeks.

"Irony's right! Poor Arry, ad to go through the same thing! Ev'one t'lling 'im how much he resembled is father and mother and to have the same thing appen to his son...," sobbed Hargid.

"Well they got Harry back and now Lucius is up there at his side holding their son and watching Harry sleep. He's only had a few hours of sleep himself," said Sirius.

"When can we go see them," asked Draco softly.

"I reckon you can now, Draco since you're family. It might be a while for everyone else. Harry's awake now but he's very weak and a lot of company won't do him any good. He's named his son. His son is Imriel Lucian Malfoy," said Madam Pomphrey as she entered.

"That's a nice name," said Molly.

"Nice and long," said the twins together.

"Then you may call him Imri," said the suave and tired voice of Lucius as he entered the great hall.

"Father?"

Draco rushed over to see a worn but smiling Lucius with a small bundle in his arms. Draco gave his father a swift hug before standing straight to glance at the bundle in his fathers arms.

"He's so small and Sirius and Remus were right, he does resemble Harry, except for those eyes," said Ginny as she approached.

"They've already lightened some. They were a deep blue last night but already they've lightened a shade of lighter blue. I'm betting in a month if not longer that they'll be a Malfoy silver," said Lucius smiling down at the growing crowd gathering around him.

"How's Harry," asked Ron and Molly and a few others.

"Sore and weak but alive and neither of us can ask for more than that."

"Well are you going to hog him all to yourself or pass him around," asked Molly with many nods of agreement.

He handed Imriel to her and watched as she and others gently passed him around in awe and reverie. He had no idea what tomorrow brought but he didn't care. He had today and so did his family.

To Be Continued...

YAY! Day off so I got in the mood to write for this series. Next I'll write for Lucid Consequences.

Kat