Harry gave a dreamy sigh, wanting nothing more than to reach it. "Just one more step... just one more step.. " his head chanted. And there it was, just as delicious and savoury as it was an hour ago.

Bathing in the light, creamy brown surface covered it's uppermost part while crispy, honey coloured cone complemented it. Just as if nature thought it wasn't enough, mounds of small, colourful sprinkles, dozens of chocolate chips and streams of yummy, dark brown sauce, completed the heavenly delight. By now, after an eternity, Harry had reached to the ambrosia, close enough to take it's wafting scent and lick a small part of its surface. One hand shot up, eager and greedy, as a trembling finger reached on to touch it. There... almost there... nearly there.. " Harry? " a voice whispered as his la la land vanished in front of his eyes.

Out of pure reflex, Harry shot up, eyes wide and searching around the room, as a hand snaked his wand from the bedside table and held it front of him. " Who's there? Show yourself, you coward. " a raspy voice, one which Harry recognized as his own, shouted

" H.. Har.. Harry" a trembling voice said. " Dray?" A confused Harry replied, putting his wand down while tilting his head towards the source of the sound.

The sight that met his eyes was beautifully gorgeous. Completely encased in golden light, sat Draco, in his full pregnant glory. One pale hand, laced with delicate blue viens, rested on his heavily pregnant bump while another hide his delicate and delicious face. His entirely ravishing body was trembling, as if shaking with silent cries.

Focusing on the matter beforehand rather than supplying images of just how hot and sexy Draco would look underneath him as they were doing it, courtesy of his mind, Harry drew his heavily pregnant and emotional husband in his arms.

" Now, now Dray. What's wrong? Why am I seeing tears on such a beautiful face? " Harry tried to comfort his overwrought husband.

" You don't love me anymore. When I called you, you were almost going to hex me. I'm very fat and ugly. You are going to find a perfect girl gonna marry her and make perfect babies. All because I'm horrendously fat. " Draco sniffed out, glaring at his image in the mirror across him, and bursting into tears at the last part.

Wriggling deeper into Harry's arms, Draco let the familiar feeling of safety and protection, something he always related with Harry, wash over him as he simply sat there, thrusting his fate and problems to Harry, waiting for the final decision. Harry, on his part, tightened his arms impossibly tighter, nestling Draco's pregnant bump comfortably between them.

Draco had always been careful about his looks. Hell, Harry was talking about the man who, for some insane reason, spent one hour only applying the bloody moisturising cream from the thrice damned bottle. Ever since Draco's bump had been showing, the blonde had developed some serious insecurities and had somehow convinced himself that Harry hated him for his figure was too 'fat'. By Merlin, Draco would even start dieting during pregnancy none the less, had Harry not been there and put an absolutely non negotiable ban on it. He would even go so far to choose Draco above ice cream ( though it would be a close call but, hey, he liked to die in one piece)

" Draconius Lucius, look at me, " Harry hoped his voice was stern enough to get across his idiot husband's thick skull, " You my Draco, are far by the most beautiful person on the whole Earth. Tell me, why would I leave you when you have my baby in there. Sweetheart there is no one for me as perfect as you are in the entire universe. You were, you are and you will always be the love of my life, my husband. No. One. Is. As. Perfect. As. Beautiful. As. Lovely. As. You. " Harry spoke out, pitching his tone a little higher on the last part to make sure Draco believed it.Slowly Draco moved his face from the crook of Harry's neck, revealing his beautiful mercury silver eyes, cute button nose, high, well-defined cheekbones and plum, deliciously tasty lips. He gave another cute little sniff before asking

" You love me?"

" Very much "

" You do not think I'm fat? "

"No"

"You'll not leave me or stop loving me ever? "

"Never"

" You will do anything for me? "

" Yes"

" So if I want a pineapple, you'll get me? "

" ... Ya, sure. "

Harry was fairly sure he wanted to say no but then again, he didn't want to upset Draco and the beautiful, big silvery blue eyes looking up at him was an asset. Sliding the now smiling blonde from his lap, he wrapped his night robe tightly around him and went downstairs, inwardly groaning.

" Anything else with it? " he asked, knowing by now that Draco would not want only apple. " Can you get jam spread over it, with pickles, whipped cream and chocolate sauce? " Draco asked, smiling beatifically . "Sure" Harry grimaced, trying with all his will power not to vomit on the spot.

He mentally sighed again as spotted the big grandfather clock proclaiming 4:00 a. m. in big, bold, purple letters.

The baby could not come out soon enough.

" And add cheese to the whipped cream too." a voice ordered from above.

Yes, the baby could not come out soon enough.

And on another note, a trip to the bathroom, the basin more specifically, would be needed.

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