Just a reminder that I have a poll for Harry's amount of kids.

Harry looked up at his patronus. "Tell Draco that I'm in the hospital and he needs to come. And then tell Mrs. Weasley that I don't really want to see her here, or Ron for that matter. I don't need them here."

Harry sighed, watching the stag gallop off.

"Nev-nev, you can come back in!" Harry shouted, gazing at the door. He waited patiently for Neville to come in. "Now, Nev, I'm gonna ask you a few questions while we wait for my love and patronus to get here. Okay?"

Neville looked down at Harry nervously. He sat down, preparing himself for the worst.

"I heard you have a crush on our dear friend Blaise. Is that true? Are you dating?" Harry said.

Neville blushed furiously, nodding slightly. "W-what? Where did you here that?"

"From me," a voice said from behind Neville.

Harry giggled, looking at Draco. "Come here, Dray! I've missed you, I want a hug from you!" He made grabby hands towards Draco.

Draco smiled at Harry and walked over to hug him. "How are you, love? Why are you in the hospital?"

Harry nuzzled himself into Draco's chest, letting Neville talk for him.

"He had a pretty bad fall down the stairs at the Weasley's house. He said everything hurt, so we had to take him to the hospital. Harry puked when we got in the room, so the healer took some blood and they are running some tests." Neville looked between Harry and Draco.

"Thanks, Neville. Can you give us a second alone?" Draco asked, looking down at Harry's head.

"Yeah, I'll just call Blaise to tell him Harry's in here," Neville said, getting up and walking out the door.

Harry pulled Draco on top of him after Neville left. "Dray, I-i hurt s-so much! T-they forgot to give me s-stuff for the f-fall." Harry cried softly.

Draco quickly switched their positions. He didn't want to hurt Harry even more. "Where does it hurt, baby?" Draco cooed.

"E-everywhere, e-especially my s-stomach," Harry moaned.

"I'll get Neville in for a doctor, okay?"

Harry nodded, whimpering into Draco's neck.

Draco was about to call Neville in when he heard Harry gasp before fainting.

"Neville! Get in here! We need help!" Draco yelled.

While Draco and Harry were talking~

Neville closed the door softly behind him. He quickly took out his phone and dialed Blaise's number.

"Neville?"

"I'm here, Blaise. I'm at the hospital."

"You're in the hospital! Are you alright? Is the baby alright?"

Neville giggled. "We're fine, Blaise. But Harry's the one that's not fine. He fell down the stairs and said everything hurt. When we got here, he puked, so Healer Smith is doing some tests."

"Do you want me to come over there then?"

Neville heard Draco shout his name. "Yes, please! Um, I've gotta go, bye!"

Neville rushed back into the room. "What is it?"

"Harry's fainted! He needs the healer!"

Neville nodded frantically, running out the doorway.

"We need Healer Smith in here!" He shouted.

The healer ran over to Neville. They hurriedly ran over to Harry's room.

"What happened?" Healer Smith asked, checking over Harry's stats.

"We were talking and he complained about you forgetting to give him pain killers. I was about to call Neville in to get you and then he fainted," Draco whispered, looking at Harry.

"Well, he doesn't seem dehydrated or fatigued. So, I'll give him those pain killers and get those tests right away," the healer said, scurrying away to have a nurse give Harry the medication.

"Oh, Harry, I hope you're alright," Draco murmured, kissing Harry's forehead.

Neville signed, walking out of the room, giving Draco and Harry some more privacy.

"Neville!"

The blonde turned to see Blaise. "Blaise!" Neville shouted, watching Blaise run over to him.

"Merlin, I was so worried about you! How is Harry?"

Neville hugged Blaise tightly. "He fainted, but we are getting the test results back soon."

Blaise nodded, kissing Neville's forehead and then pecked his lips.

"Let's go in there, then. I-i haven't told anyone about our baby. So, please bare with me. But Harry and Draco know that we're together."

"Oh, we're always 'together'," Blaise whispered, smirking at Neville.

Neville blushed deeply. "S-shh, Blaise!" He slapped Blaise's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, love."

Neville quickly walked into the room and Blaise followed him.

"Blaise! How are you?" Draco asked, walking over and hugging him.

"I've been good, Draco. How are you and Harry?"

"Amazing. You and Neville?"

"Great," Blaise said, smirking at Neville, who blushed again.

"Stop it, Blaise!" Neville whispered, slapping Blaise's shoulder again.

"I'm terribly sorry, love," Blaise said.

Draco chuckled as he watched Blaise and Neville interact. "You two are so in love," he commented.

Blaise smirked and kissed Neville's temple softly.

Neville blushed deeper. "You shut up too, Draco."

"Mm," Harry murmured, slowly opening his eyes. "Draco? Neville? Blaise?" He looked questioningly between the three.

"You're in the hospital, love," Draco whispered, leaning over to kiss Harry's forehead.

"You fell down the stairs at the Weasley's," Blaise continued, walking over to sit in the other chair next to Harry's bed.

"You said everything hurt, so I had to apparate you here," Neville said, going over to Harry's bedside. Blaise pulled Neville into his lap and smirked against his neck.

"They ran a few test and now we're waiting for the results," Draco finished.

Harry nodded and reached for Draco's hand. He was still a little confused and in a small daze. "So... When are we getting the results?"

"Right now," the healer said as he walked into the room. He held up his clipboard, which had the test results clipped in. "These are some.. shocking results, one would say. I don't know if you want them in the room for this."

Harry shook his head, then stopped abruptly for he was getting dizzy. "I want them to stay," he said firmly.

"Okay," Healer Smith said simply. "Mister-"

"Malfoy."

"Mister Malfoy, you might wanna sit in a chair and not by Mister Potter."

Draco nodded, but didn't move at all.

"Just a suggestion," the healer mumbled. "Okay, well, Mister Potter, it seems like you have a rare condition. The test results concluded that you are... pregnant."

"Pregnant? Really? This isn't some sort of sick joke, is it?" Draco hissed, glaring at the healer.

"N-no, of course not!" Healer Smith held his hand up in defense. "I did the test three times, Mister Potter is pregnant."

Draco shook his head. "I-i'm gonna go clear my head." Draco kissed Harry's forehead before he stormed out of the room.

Harry shook with fear. "W-what if he doesn't come back? W-what if he l-leaves me?"

Blaise carefully moved Neville off of his lap. "Healer Smith, please leave the room, we need to have a little 'chat.'"

Said healer nodded, stepping out of the room. Blaise followed, nodding at Neville.

Neville quickly pulled Harry into a hug. "He loves you, Harry, he would never leave you."

"H-he- w-why wouldn't he?! I-i'm j-just a b-broken boy who- who breaks down at the drop of a pin! I can't handle pain in the slightest and I can't even attempt to hurt a feather! How am I supposed to kill freaking Voldemort if I can't get over a fall down the stairs or tripping over nothing!?"

Neville just pulled Harry closer, whispering sweet nothings in his ear to try and soothe him. "It's not your fault you're like this, Haz. Your -stupid- relatives did this to you. Draco doesn't even know does he?"

Harry shook his head while it was between Neville's neck and shoulder. "I-i didn't w-want him t-to leave me," he whispered.

"He's not gonna leave you, sweetie. He's just processing this information. It's hard to believe at first, Draco just can't handle that much information at once. His love is in the hospital and then he finds out your pregnant not an hour later. It's probably really tough for him."

"Y-yeah, d-do you think he's gonna come b-back?" Harry looked up at Neville innocently.

"Oh, I don't know, sweetie, I don't know," Neville whispered, kissing Harry's forehead. "Just think about the positive part, you have a baby! Isn't that exciting?"

Harry nodded, smiling softly. "It's wonderful to think about, Nev. I wonder if it's gonna be boy or girl."

Neville smiled, rocking Harry back and forth. "Me too, Haz, me too." He wasn't talking about Harry's baby, but Harry didn't need to know that.

Eventually, Harry fell asleep to the safe feeling of Neville rocking him and his sweet voice talking about how Harry's baby will be beautiful.

Neville sighed, moving to lay Harry on the bed. When Neville went to move away, he looked down to see Harry's smaller hand clutching at Neville's shirt. He sighed and laid on his back with Harry curled up next to him. With a swish of his wand and a quick murmur, Neville's patronous was off to get Blaise.

Blaise strolled in and smiled at the sight. "Harry not letting go?"

Neville shook his head. "No, but I don't have the heart to make him let go."

Harry mumbled something and tightened his grip.

"Looks like I won't be leaving anytime soon," Neville whispered, looking down fondly at Harry.

"Now who am I supposed to cuddle with?" Blaise whined.

"I'll wake him up later, he needs rest after something that stressful."

"Fine," the dark skinned man grumbled.

Neville giggled softly. "I'll give you something nice, Blaise."

Blaise instantly perked up. "What is it?"

"You'll have to find out."

Yup, Neville AND Harry are pregnant and Draco is gone.