After Harry's little bloodlust frenzy two weeks ago, he and Draco had talked everything over and had agreed that Harry only have small amounts of blood, every three to four hours. This theory seemed to work and they would continue to use this, until Harry had learnt to control his cravings. A month on and everything was going fine. Draco had taught Harry how to fly, how to land at fast speeds and how to control his strength. One particular morning, however, was different from the rest. Harry had started to sleep later and later into the day, but this morning he woke up early. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Draco was deep in his sleep beside him, wrapped up in the silk green sheets. Harry yawned and got out of bed, stretching high as he stood. Suddenly, his stomach started to feel uneasy and he felt sick. He ran to the bathroom as he began to retch. He leaned over the toilet and vomited into it. Draco started to rouse from his sleep and jolted up as he heard Harry retching. He jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. There he saw Harry sitting on the floor, gripping the sides of the toilet as he continued to vomit. Draco sat beside him and slid his hand under the boy's shirt, rubbing his back gently.

"I thought you said vampires can't get ill" Harry said and glared at Draco.

"They can't. I've no idea why you're like this" Draco said and tried to think of a reason why. Harry grabbed a towel and wiped his mouth. Draco helped him get to his feet and flushed the toilet, then walked Harry back to bed.

"I think i might go see Dumbledore about this" Draco said.

"What would he know? He's not a vampire" Harry sneered and covered himself over with the bed sheets.

"Well what else do you suggest we do? You're a vampire who's vomiting. Vampires can't get ill, so obviously something isn't right with you" Draco growled and paced around his room.

"Fine, but don't expect me to come with you, i'm too tired" Harry groaned and lied down on the pillow.

"I didn't expect you to, Dracula!" Draco yelled and walked to his closet.

"Look who's talking, pixie boy!" Harry shouted back. Draco turned and glared at him.

"At least i don't crash into trees while i'm flying!" Draco hissed at the other. Harry just stuck his middle finger up at him and tried to get back to sleep. Draco shook his head and got dressed. He dressed himself in one of his smarter looking outfits and left Harry to sleep, as he made off to the headmaster's office. He explained that he was concerned for Harry, that there wasn't any reason for him to be vomiting. Draco had hoped Dumbledore would have an answer, but came up with nothing. He suggested Draco should go to the library and read some books on vampires. He wrote out a note, allowing Draco permission to go into the restricted area of the library. Draco thanked and left Dumbledore to his own devices, and headed for the library.

"Excuse me?" Draco asked, as he walked up to the library desk. There was a tall woman, with long auburn hair, who was filing some papers into a small box. She turned and greeted Draco with a smile.

"How can i help you?" She said.

"I was wondering if i could go into the restricted area of the library. I have a note from the headmaster giving me permission" Draco said, and passed it to the librarian. She unfolded it and looked it over. She handed it back to Draco and walked out from behind the desk.

"Follow me please" She said and walked. Draco followed her and they made their way to the back of the library, where not many students were about. They stopped before the restricted area and the woman pulled out a bunch of keys from her pocket. She shuffled through them until she found the right one and placed it into the lock. With a twist of the key, the lock came undone and the door swung open.

"Be careful with some of the books. They tend to come to life. When you're finished in here, just lock up and return the key back to the desk" She said and handed Draco the keys.

"Thanks" He said and walked into the restricted area, closing the door behind him. He placed the keys and note into his pocket and began to search through the books. He spent a good 30 minutes looking for what he wanted and only managed to find two books on vampires. One was called 'Bloodsuckers: A Vampire's Life'; the other was 'Creatures of the Night: Vampires'. Luckily the two books weren't chained up, so he didn't have to worry about them coming to life and he could take them to the desk that sat in the middle of the restricted area. 'Bloodsuckers: A Vampire's Life' didn't have much in it, but the other book did. It was a thick book, at least one thousand pages in it. He read through countless entries by vampire hunters, talking about kills they had made and what happened to the vampire thereafter. There were also diagrams of various kinds of vampires. Some were depicted as giant bats, and others were of human form. There were also pictures of full formed vampires. They looked like a giant bat, crossed with a human. Draco had read through at least two hundred and seventy five pages and had spent a good part of the day in the restricted area, reading. He still had not found an answer to his and Harry's problem. Draco only managed another thirty pages before giving up and putting the books back. He closed the door as he walked from the room and locked it. He walked back to the desk and placed the keys on it.

"Find what you were looking for?" The librarian asked, taking the keys from the counter.

"No, unfortunately" Draco replied.

"Aww, well i hope you find what you wanted anyway" She said and flashed a quick smile.

"Thanks" Draco said and walked away. He went back to Dumbledore and returned the note he'd written out. He also told him he couldn't find anything on vampires being sick or ill. Dumbledore said he'd send out a few letters to people and see what they have to say about it. This had made Draco feel a little better. On his way back to Harry, he bumped into Hermione.

"Hey" She said, clutching her books in her arms.

"Oh, hi" Draco said and gave a small smile.

"How are you and Harry?" She asked.

"I'm fine, I don't know about Harry though. He was being sick early this morning" Draco answered. Hermione let out a little gasp.

"But i thought vampires were free from illness" She said.

"They can't. I asked Dumbledore about it and he's not sure. I went to the library and that has nothing. But Dumbledore said he'd mail some people and get their opinions on the matter" He said and sighed. Hermione reached out and patted his arm.

"I'm sure it's nothing serious. It might be something his system didn't get rid of when he became a vampire" She stated.

"Maybe you're right" Draco muttered.

"Well i got to go. Give Harry mine and Ron's love" She said and trotted off to her class. Draco made his way back to his dorm and when he walked in, he found Harry sitting up, clutching onto the bed sheets and biting him lip. Draco closed his door and walked over to the bed.

"Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand on Harry's. The other didn't reply and seemed deep in thought.

"Harry?" Draco said.

"I think i know the reason i was sick this morning" Harry said. Draco didn't like Harry's expression.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked, not sure whether he wanted to know what Harry had to say.

"I think...I think i'm pregnant" Harry whispered. Draco froze in place at the last two words.

"P-pregnant!?" He thought and started to panic inside.

"What makes you think that?" Draco said, hoping that this was all a joke or that he was still asleep and this was all just a dream.

"This morning when you left, i couldn't get back to sleep like i said i would. So, i lay in bed and read a book, hoping i would drift back to sleep. When that didn't work i decided to just get up. As i stood, my stomach started to feel uneasy again, so i ran to the bathroom just in case i was sick again. Thankfully i wasn't, so i rubbed my stomach and that's when i felt this lump. I lifted my shirt up and found this" Harry explained and took off his shirt. There on his stomach, was an outline of a pouch. Draco's eyes widened. He'd never seen anything like this before.

"A-and?" He asked, wanting Harry to continue.

"I was surprised and scared, because the only use of a pouch on the body i know of is for kangaroos to keep their offspring in. I then opened the pouch a little and slid my hand in slowly. I couldn't feel much until i reached the bottom" Harry said and rubbed the pouch a little.

"What was there?" Draco asked, praying it wasn't what he thought it was.

"Have a look for yourself" Harry said and opened the pouch. Draco swallowed and took a deep breath. He leaned over more and looked inside. At the bottom, he could just make out the form of a small, pink, developing foetus. He could also see what looked like the umbilical cord and a vein that was wrapped around it. Draco sat back up and looked at Harry.

"Are you going to keep it?" He said. Draco didn't know what to think or even know how he should think. He didn't want to force Harry into giving up this little developing baby, but the prospect of being a father at his age wasn't something he wanted either. But the thing that was bothering him the most was how it happened. Harry was a boy, a vampire one at that, and didn't have what females have. So how was it possible for him to conceive at all?

"Yes. I don't think i could go through with terminating it. I hope you don't mind me doing so" Harry said and looked at him. He gave Draco one of those I-hope-you-are-going-to-be-there-for-it looks. Draco wanted to tell him he wasn't ready for this, that he couldn't deal with a baby right now, but he also hated the thought of breaking Harry's heart. He faked his best smile and wrapped his arms around Harry.

"Of course i don't mind. I'm not going to force you into something you don't want to do" He said. A wide grin appeared on Harry's face and he placed a kiss to Draco's cheek.

"I hoped you would understand" He said and snuggled into Draco. The blonde was now beating himself inside.

"Now you've made Harry think you actually want this baby!" His mind shouted at him.

Another month passed and Draco still wasn't any closer to telling Harry that he wasn't ready for a child. Harry on the other hand, revelled in the fact and he had that motherly glow about him. Every now an then he would look down and rub his pouch and a big grin would half his face. He wasn't sure what gender it was. He would like it to be a boy, but if it turned out to be a girl, he'd still love it the same. Every couple days or so, Harry would open his pouch a little and check on the progress of his baby. It was getting bigger and developing very well and there was now an evident baby bump in his pouch. It wasn't a huge bump, but it wasn't unnoticeable through his clothes, so Harry had to make a few of his shirts baggy to cover it up while he was out of the confines of Draco's room. The blonde closely guarded Harry as they walked around school and were in and out of lessons. He'd be on alert all the time, watching everyone, especially the male portion of the students, as they walked by them. He had even begun to scent Harry before they left his room in the mornings. He'd start by licking Harry's neck, then moving down to his chest and around his stomach and navel. He would then move to Harry's back, licking a trail up the boy's spine which Harry usually liked, and gave out little moans as he arched his back. Even though Draco didn't really want this baby, he still felt he had a responsibility to guard both Harry and the baby. In lessons, he'd openly sit next to Harry, holding his hand under the desk as they worked. Outside of lessons in the courtyard or in the Great Hall, Draco would make Harry sit on his lap or in between his legs and he would wrap his arms around him, making sure no one could harm his Harry or take him away. Though, for a couple of weeks now, Draco had been feeling as though someone or something was watching him and Harry. It didn't seem to be any of the students they came across in class or outside of it. The feeling did seem a lot greater when they would both walk outside of the school, like if they were going to Hogsmede for the day. Draco would regularly sniff the air when he felt like this, for any unusual scent that might lead him to their mysterious 'stalker', but all he could pick up was the freshly flowing blood of the students nearby. A few days later, both he and Harry had a week off lesson timetable. Draco was happy to have this break, now he'd be able to keep Harry closer than if he had lessons. Harry was sitting on the bed, doing his homework while Draco was practicing a few simple spells for his upcoming DADA assessment next week. Harry stopped writing and looked towards Draco.

"Do you ever get the feeling you are being watched?" Harry said, breaking the long silence that had been in the room for sometime. This startled Draco and instead of levitating a small glass bottle, he broke it. He turned and faced Harry.

"You sensed it too?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, I have been feeling like it for a couple of weeks now" Harry said.

"Me too, I've been trying to figure out who it could be, but so far I've come up with nothing" Draco said and cast a spell to clean up the shattered glass.

"Same here, I've been looking around class, but it doesn't seem to be anyone from there" Harry stated and continued with his homework.

"Maybe it's nothing then. Maybe it's just our senses overloading now that we've got a baby to keep an eye on" Draco said and sat on the bed next to Harry.

"It can hardly be called 'nothing' Draco, if we can both feel the same thing" Harry retorted. Draco sighed and watched Harry's quill glide across the piece of parchment with ease. He then saw Harry place a hand over his pouch and rub it gently, that same glowing smile that always appeared on his lips whenever he did that.

"Tell him you don't want it, Draco. Tell him before its too late and you get yourself so deep into this, that you can't get out of it. It will upset him, but leading him on will hurt him so much more if he found out" A voice in his head spoke. Draco was half tempted to do so, but every time he went to say it, he couldn't. He was too afraid to hurt Harry, the only good thing in his life. He sighed again and got off the bed. All throughout the rest of the day, the baby situation played on his mind like a bad memory you just couldn't get rid off. Later that night, while Harry was sound asleep, Draco wrote out a note and silently left his room. The next day, Harry woke up about mid afternoon. As he rolled over, he was surprised to see that Draco wasn't beside him. He furrowed his brows and sat up. He looked around the room for any sign of his lover, but saw and heard nothing. As he looked back around the room, he caught sight of a note, lying up against Draco's clock on top of his chest of draws. Harry got out of bed and walked over to it, plucking it from where it lay. He unfolded it and immediately saw that it was Draco's handwriting.

'Dear Harry,

I know you are probably wondering where I am right now. I can't tell you that at the moment because I wouldn't want you to come looking for me by yourself in your condition. I'm writing this because I find it easier to do so than say it to you. I haven't been honest with you and I'm sorry for that. I didn't want to hurt your feelings by leading you on like I am, the issue I have is eating away at me too much for me to do that. Truth is, I'm not ready to be a father. I'm sorry I lied to you and said I didn't mind. I'm sorry I made you feel like I wanted the baby too. I was afraid that if I said I wasn't ready, it would have pressured you somehow to please me and you would have got rid of the baby. I don't want you to do that. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you to do something you weren't comfortable with. I love you Harry, but I'm just not ready for such a big responsibility.

I'm so sorry.'

Harry dropped the note and slumped to the floor, his hands covering his mouth.

"Why? Why is he doing this to me now?" Harry thought. He wanted to cry, so much, but his vampire side wouldn't let him. He just sat there, staring at the door. He was hoping Draco just needed some breathing space and that he would come back soon, but as the hours passed, that little bit of hope was dwindling. He curled up in bed for the rest of the day, reading the note over and over again. He couldn't understand why Draco hadn't said anything in the first place. Even though Draco had stated in the note he was afraid of hurting him, Harry still thought that if something like this caused his lover to leave him, then surely he could have said it when they first found out. Maybe they could have talked it out and come to some agreement. Harry needed someone to confide in. Someone to help him not fall into a spiral of deep depression he felt himself being pulled towards. He got dressed and made his short journey to the Gryffindor common room. Upon entering, he saw Hermione talking with Ron on the couch, in front of the big open fire they had. They were dressed in their pyjamas and looked like they were ready to go to bed soon. Ron was the first of the pair to notice him standing in the entrance. He froze in place, staring at his vampire friend. Hermione turned around and, although a little shocked to see Harry, smiled and jumped off the couch.

"Harry!" She chirped and cuddled him. He smiled and cuddled her back. He felt so much happier now that he was here, with his friends, even if one of them still couldn't accept he was a vampire.

"We've missed you not being around here" She said and pulled Harry towards the couch. Ron panicked and got up from where he sat and backed away from Harry. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Ron, stop being a baby and be nice!" Hermione growled at him. Ron shook his head and moved nearer the stairs.

"Ronald! I swear if you don't-"

"It's okay Herm. I understand if he feels that way. I'm not gonna make him sit in my presence if he doesn't want to" Harry intervened, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm going to bed, I'll see you tomorrow Herm" Ron said and quickly made his way upstairs to bed. Hermione sighed and sat down.

"Honestly, I've no idea what's wrong with him. I thought I had made him understand" She said, feeling as though she had failed largely at something so simple and easy to accomplish.

"Hermione, it's okay, really it is. Vampires aren't known for being kind, so I don't expect him to believe I'm never going to hurt someone" Harry said and smiled as he sat next to her. Hermione smiled back, and felt a little better.

"So, how come you came here this late? You usually sleep with Draco in his dorms" She said, making herself more comfortable. Harry's smile quickly disappeared.

"He…He left me" Harry said, looking at the floor.

"He did what!" Hermione gasped and felt a little rage build in her.

"He left me" Harry repeated.

"Why?" Hermione asked. Harry looked at her and contemplated whether to tell her or not. He weighed out his options and the possible consequences, and then made his decision.

"What I'm about to tell you, must stay a secret between only me and you. Merlin knows what would happen if everyone was to find out. Do you promise to tell no one, not even Ron?" Harry said. Hermione thought for a moment and then nodded. It must be very important for him to make her swear secrecy between them.

"I promise" She said. Harry took a deep breath and straightened himself.

"The reason why he left was because I'm pregnant" Harry said, not really knowing how his friend would react.

"Pregnant? But how is that even possible?" She said, bewildered at how a male could be pregnant.

"That's what me and Draco thought, but it's true. I'll even show you" Harry said and lifted off his shirt.

"Show me?" Hermione said and was amazed when she saw a pouch across Harry's stomach. She noticed the little baby bump and couldn't help but smile a little.

"Look" Harry said and opened the pouch. Hermione leaned over and looked in. Her maternal instincts kicked in and she smiled broadly and started cooing.

"It's so precious. Do you know what it is yet?" She said and looked up at Harry. The boy shook his head and closed the pouch.

"Oh this is so exciting! I can't wait!" Hermione exclaimed and was almost bouncing around in her seat. Harry just stared at her.

"Herm, I'm the mother to be, not you. Can we please get back to the matter at hand?" Harry asked, cocking his eyebrow. Hermione calmed down and blushed.

"Yeah, sorry" She said.

"I've no idea if he's going to come back at all. I know this pregnancy wasn't planned, but I did expect him to have some kind of input" Harry said and pulled his shirt back on. Hermione reached out and rubbed his arm.

"That's the problem though Harry. It wasn't at all planned. How do you expect someone to feel when they think everything is fine and the next thing they find out there partner is pregnant? They would be shocked. They would panic and say either the right things, or the wrong things. Harry, I'm sure he still loves you and probably deep down, he too would like a family with you, but it is a little soon to be taking on a big responsibility like a baby. Look, if it's any console to you, I think he will come back to you soon. I think he'll miss you and realize he's nothing without you. When he does, you can both talk out this matter" She explained and squeezed his arm.

"I…I suppose your right. I guess I set my expectations a little too high" Harry said and cuddled her. This was going well. At least he had someone supporting him. As he pulled away from her, he began feel a little light headed.

"Not this again! I haven't any blood here, and I doubt I'll make it back to Draco's dorm before I collapse" Harry thought. He looked to Hermione and he could smell her blood.

"Hermy I need to feed from you!" Harry blurted out. Hermione stared at him.

"What?" She said, startled.

"Please Hermione, I need to. I'll collapse other wise" He said, getting desperate. Hermione thought about it and reluctantly nodded. She moved her head to the side, exposing her neck. Harry leaned over and sniffed her pulse point. He could smell her blood flowing fast as her heart rate increased. Harry licked the skin and did so until blood started to poll at the surface. Hermione tensed herself as she felt Harry's fangs scrape across her neck. It wasn't as painful as she thought when he bit into her neck, but after a while, she started to feel a burning sensation build up in the area he was biting.

"Harry, that's starting to hurt now" She said and she began to feel herself get weak. Harry didn't listen and continued to suck out her sweet tasting blood.

"Harry, please stop…" She said quietly. After a couple more sucks, Harry finally let go. He licked and wiped his mouth clean from blood, and licked up what trickled out from the wounds on Hermione's neck.

"Sorry for hurting you. See, because the baby is a vampire, as well as being supported by and umbilical cord, a vein of mine is also supporting it too. Every now and then, some of my blood will be drained to feed the baby and then I feel light headed and have to drink blood before I collapse" He said. Hermione weakly sat up and smiled.

"It's okay Harry, if you really need it, you can have it" She said.

"Would you like me to help you upstairs?" He said and stood up, offering his hand. She shook her head and pushed it away.

"I'll be fine, you go back to Draco's dorms and get some rest" She said and shakily stood up.

"Okay then, see you later. You know I love you!" Harry said as he made his way out of the common room. As he walked along the corridors, he got that feeling of something watching him again. He shook it off and continued back to Draco's dorm. Little did he know, that he really was being watched.

"So you're pregnant with Draco's baby eh? Well hopefully not for long. Once you are alone I'll be able to finally have you, now that bastard is out of the picture. And when I get you, I'll personally get rid of that baby and make you carry my own" A voice said from the darkness of an alcove.