Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy.
Author's Note: I don't believe it... I wrote something other than "Naruto"... Anyhow, this will be a collection of ficlets since I can't write a whole Harry Potter story. I don't see a point since JK Rowling already wrote all the good parts...
Summary (kind of important to understand):
Hermione is pregnant with Draco Malfoy's baby because of a night when Harry and Ron planned a party and invited the Slytherins. For full details, see the story "April 17th" by Amber Lust. This scene is when Harry explains to Draco why he should take care of the baby...
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Harry waited until the hallways had cleared almost completely, and he saw Malfoy coming his way. He glared as the pale boy walked towards him, even though class was about to start he had to do this. For Hermione's sake, if nothing else. Malfoy was almost to the door of the classroom, and he had not noticed where Harry was hiding. The time was now.
"Petrificus totalus!" Harry watched Malfoy's legs spring together as his whole body went rigid. As soon as Malfoy fell flat on the floor of the corridor, Harry grabbed the boy's ankles and dragged him into the empty class room next door.
He could hear Malfoy trying to yell at him as the scene played out-- strings of "Wait until my father hears about this!" Harry imagined-- but there was no way for him to move his mouth. Harry left Malfoy laying in the middle of the floor and sat next to the blond's head. Irritated blue eyes seemed to be struggling to watch where he went, Harry would have laughed if there had been any reason for it.
"Ok, now I'm going to talk and you're going to listen," Harry started out. "And you're going to be stuck here for some time, so you'd best use your head and hear me out."
Malfoy let out a muffled moan. Harry took this for a reluctant acceptance of his predicament and went on.
"You know… Hermione's pregnant. It hasn't been announced, but we both know how rumors fly around here," Harry pushed up his glasses and glared at Malfoy, who had gone oddly silent. " Anyways, we know who the father is. She's been in denial, but with a bit of memory-boosting charms we've figured things out. That night we had the party, you were there. She was there. You met up at the gate…"
Harry paused when Malfoy groaned. So it was true.
"So… You see where I'm going here. Now this is the important part," Harry paused as a small part of him thought out how ironic it was that he was explaining this to his rival of all people, if anyone he thought he would be telling Ron to take care of Hermione's baby. "You're going to be in that baby's life. If I hear you go off on 'mud bloods' ever again, I'll kill you. You need to shape up, because you're going to be a dad."
Malfoy moaned again, this time Harry ignored it.
"A father. Someone a kid looks up to," Harry paused for emphasis. "And we both know how large of an impact a father has… Or lack of a father in my case. I don't want Hermione's baby to have to go through that, because believe it or not, it's hell. The only thing I can think of that would be worse, would be having only one parent and knowing the reason you didn't have the other was because they didn't want you. I can't let you do that to my best friend's baby…"
Harry got up and noticed how Malfoy had gone strangely silent. He frowned and turned to leave the classroom.
"Think about it, Malfoy… Take some responsibility for your actions for once in your life," was the last thing he said before leaving Malfoy to spend the rest of the jinx in contemplation.