It took him almost thirteen hours to get through them. He was mentally and physically lost. Harry curled up against the wall and shook. He understood several things he didn't want to know. Voldemort had made several horcruxs and Dumbledore was misrepresenting himself. He had been in love with the man he defeated, made him famous for defeating; he also had killed his sister. Fuck!

He couldn't stop the shaking.

Snape had loved his mother.

Harry just sat and leaned against the wall. It was too much. He didn't have enough information. He was seriously dizzy. He leaned over and began to dry heave. Dobby was there in moments. He cleaned the mess and shoved a bowl under his face.

Draco opened the door hearing the noise and moved holding Harry's body up as he continued to lose it.

Eventually his body stopped. He collapsed into Draco. Draco was speaking asking him questions. Harry couldn't focus over the room spinning.

"Sl...eep." He stuttered.

Draco picked him up and hauled him to the bed. Harry collapsed as he was carried across the hall and didn't wake as he was placed in bed.

Harry woke to the sun streaming in his room. Draco was fully dressed with Harry in his arms. Harry carefully slid out of his arms and walked back to the room. He began like a whirlwind. He didn't slow down or acknowledge the food placed in the room other than to push it away. Didn't smell right.

Draco and Snape had taken seats on Draco's desk. Harry hadn't noticed.

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Snape was becoming angrier with every word written and placed on Harry's wall. Snape was starting to see what had made Harry get upset. When Dumbledore's secrets began to join Voldemort's, both Draco and Snape had stood too shocked to speak. Their entire world had just shifted. They both sat again but didn't speak as more insanity was piled on the walls.

Finally, Draco had enough and pulled out the pensive and began watching the memories with Snape. When they'd finally watched them all, Harry was gone. Draco found him still dressed on the bed asleep.

Snape stepped in the room beside him and looked at Harry. "Can you watch him?"

Draco nodded walking over pulling off Harry's shoes and clothes and pulled him under the covers making him more comfortable. He showered wanting the images out of his head. How could his father choose the dark lord? How could anyone believe anything that was told to them? His entire view of the war was skewed. The dark lord was a half blood. If that information was leaked, half the purebloods would turn on him. He doubted his father knew this. He leaned against the tile and wanted to vomit. He understood Harry's sentiment.

He got out dressed and headed back to bed. He wrapped Harry in his arms and fell asleep.

Draco woke the next day to George and Fred jumping on his bed. Harry was long gone, his side of the bed cold.

"What the Fuck?"

The both stopped jumping and fail bouncing on the bed before giggling and running out of the room. Draco fumed but rolled out of bed. He heard noise coming from downstairs and knew it was the twins. He wanted to see where Harry was. He hadn't seen him eat since he pulled out the pensive.

He found Harry where he was the night before. He looked like shit.

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Harry heard someone behind him. He refused to acknowledge them. There was so much on the board and when he closed his eyes he saw Bucky being riddled in bullets and Steve wheezing in his sleep.

"Harry."

Harry froze.

Draco said his name again. Harry hoped he would walk away. He heard him step into the room and he waited.

"You have to eat."

Harry shook his head. "Everything smells funny."

Draco snorted. "It's this house."

Harry snorted pulling his body away from the wall and the writing he'd covered the wall in.

"The insanity twins are downstairs. Come on let's go get breakfast."

Harry nodded and headed downstairs following Draco. He was light headed and seriously supporting an awesome headache. He barely made it down the stairs before he had two redheads engulfing him in a hug.

He laughed before his eyes rolled back in his head and he dropped. Fred and George screamed and pulled him up before he hit the floor. Draco was on them in seconds and dragging him to the couch. Harry was moaning grabbing his head by the time they laid him down.

"I guess I should eat."

Draco snarled. "You are going to start taking better care of yourself."

Harry nodded. Dobby appeared with a tray and sat it down. Harry leaned over to grab some toast. He took one whiff of the eggs and leaned over and began to dry heave.

Dobby shoved a bowl under his face as everyone else looked on worried. Dobby cleaned up the mess as Harry fell back exhausted. Harry turned to Dobby and watched him squeeze his ears again.

Harry looked back to Draco before he asked. "What do you know?"

Dobby squeezed his ears again. "You is with child."

Harry felt his breath intake. "Dobby, that isn't funny."

Dobby shrunk in on himself as if Harry was going to hit him.

Harry scoffed. "Dobby, I will never hit you."

Dobby nodded but still kept himself folded in on himself.

"Harry, did you sleep with someone?"

Harry turned to him like he was insane. "Man, I'm a man."

Draco rolled his eyes. "Powerful wizards can get pregnant."

Harry looked at him then leaned over grabbing the bowl and began to vomit again.

"Oh Merlin, you did."

Harry stood up and ran upstairs to the bathroom and locked himself inside.

Draco, Fred and George stood there shocked. Draco rounded on Dobby. "How long have you known?"

"Few days."

Draco ran down and dragged Snape up from the potions lab snarling.

"What the hell? You just ruined my potion."

Draco whipped around and snarled pushing Snape against the wall. "Harry is fucking pregnant."

"It's been several weeks and you already have him with child. What the Fuck Draco?"

Draco made a stuttering sound and took a step back. "I didn't do it."

Snape raised an eyebrow at him. Fred and George were watching too stunned to speak.

"Where is he?"

"Locked himself in the bathroom."

Snape sat down on the couch and stared up the stairs. "Who is the father?"

Draco and Snape turned to Fred and George.

"We didn't do it either."

Draco snorted. "You knew him in Gryffindor. Who was he with?"

"The only person I know of was Cho and he just kissed her."

Draco snorted the squared his shoulders. He was going to have to push Harry. He walked to the bathroom and didn't ask just unlocked the door and walked inside.

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Harry was freaking out. This was not happening. He was supposed to die. His only solace through the nightmares and what he needed to do was the fact that he would see his soul mates again. Now, he was pregnant. He would have to orphan a child. He wanted to scream.

Draco stormed in and studied him.

"Go away."

Draco snorted and sneered. "No."

Harry looked over at him devastated. Draco took a step back then fell in the floor jerking Harry in a hug. Harry collapsed and his entire body shook before he broke down tears falling.

Draco picked him up and walked to their bedroom and sat down pulling Harry into his lap. Fred and George walked into the room and sat on the bed not knowing what to do.

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Fred and George stayed and slept in the bed with Draco and Harry for a week. Harry would eat when prompted, train, sleep and refused to speak. Everyone was getting worried. Dobby said he was healthy but mentally they all knew he wasn't there.

Snape was refusing to do anything but brew. Fred and George finally left after a week but demanded Draco tell them if anything happened.

Draco was seriously terrified and pissed off. He left his entire life and trusted Potter and now this... Harry was in the bed still asleep after he walked Fred and George to the floo.

Draco walked to the door and began to shake. He would not let Harry do this to himself.

Draco moved going in the room and pulled Harry out of sleep. Harry flinched away from him. Harry would let Draco hold him while he slept but would almost crawl out of his skin to get away from him while he was awake.

Draco slapped the shit out of him. Harry's head snapped back. Fire Draco hadn't seen since their potions class. Draco slapped him again.

"What's wrong, Harry? Are you upset we all know what a slag you are? Potter is a whore who can't keep his boy toys from knocking him up? Do you even know who the father is? I bet it's Weasel."

Harry snapped. He jerked off the bed and began to fight. Draco held up his hands and let Harry scream and throw punches. When he finally slowed and collapsed on Draco all the fight out of him, Draco wrapped his arms around him.

"Are you done?"

"Yes."

"Will you tell me now? Who is the father?"

Harry stood and moved to his trunk. He opened it slowly. Draco followed him. Harry pulled out his camera and used the spell he'd found to make it charge. He handed it to Draco. Draco took it from him and fiddled with it. Harry moved closer when he found the pictures. Harry squished beside him. He hadn't seen their faces but dreams. Harry had taken pictures of them sleeping, their trip to Coney Island, every outing they went too. Draco laughed at some of the candid pictures especially of Bucky trying to mess with Steve.

"Which one was yours?"

Harry put his head on Draco's shoulder. "Both. I love them both."

Draco turned to him. "Will you tell them?"

Harry leaned into Draco further and Draco moved pulling him into him. He waited several minutes before he began to tell him about what happened when he got hit with the potion.

Harry finished with one statement before he got up to take a shower. His pity party indulged.

"They are dead."