Thank you, all my lovely readers!! I am delighted to hear your feedback, and I must say, ya'll are quite perceptive. Thank you all for caring enough about this story to review. Sorry for it taking so long, but my dear and lovely muse needed a vacation, and i needed to get some other work done. I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter, and I know I promised a nice long one but the chapter wanted to be a medium, so my apologies! Now on with the chapter!

-thedarkersister3

Chapter 6

Draco sat silently in bed, his eyes blank of emotion, his pale body leaning back against the scratchy pillows. Lucius sat in a chair at his bedside, sleep having claimed him only minutes before releasing him.

Severus stood silently, his dark eyes watching the small form on the bed, his hands busily but absently, stirring a potion. He took a step forward, settling himself onto the bed, gently offering the concoction to the small boy.

Draco looked at him, his eyes staring through, his hand reaching for the cup full of potion. Gulping the stuff down with practiced ease, the blonde leant back against the pillows, waiting for the potion to take effect, waiting to know his fate, waiting to make the decision to end a life that had yet to begin, or commend it to being the child of rape and a dark wizard.

Narcissa had left, unable to take it, unable to see her child like this, so deep in thought he had barely recognized her. Fear had been in her eyes, as she had left, but not only that but resignation. She knew, or at least thought she knew, and her heart burned with every step that she took out of that infirmary.

Tears collected in grey eyes, but silence accompanied them, not sobs, not choked breaths, but silence. Severus looked into the eyes, his heart breaking, when he saw the indicator on Draco's wrist flash blue.

Lucius pulled his son into his arms, allowing his head to rest against his chest, as the sobs began to come, slowly at first but increasing in frequency, and force, strangling the boy of his breath. Cold grey eyes looked at Severus, signaling him to leave the room.

The darker wizard stood, placing a comforting hand on his godson's back, before leaving the room, his footsteps taking toward an unknown destination.

Lucius sighed, settling himself against his son's pillows, pulling the teen fully into his lap, gently shushing the small form. His eyes closed in silently pain, as he listened to the heart-wrenching sobs of his baby, his only child, his heir. His mind reeled with the thought of his little boy going through the trials of pregnancy, the pain of birth, the heartache of parenthood, which he was now experiencing. Pain encased his heart, as his son sobbed into his chest, seeking relief, seeking hope for the future,seeking an end to the internal struggle, seeking all the things that Lucius could no longer give his baby.

"Hush, Draco, hush, little one." said the older man, gently stroking the soft blonde hair."Daddy will make it better, Daddy will."

Draco nodded, his sobs robbing him of speech, choking his words, strangling his thoughts.

Sleep slowly claimed him, pushing into his consciousness, enveloping him in warm darkness, blanking him in dreams. Lucius slowly rubbed his back, listening to the deepening of breath, the relaxing of his fists, the slackening of his rigid body. He sighed, breathing in the scent of his son, breathing in the essence of his bitter tears. Holding the smaller body close to his, he gently rocked the boy, humming into his pale ear, his voice low, loud enough for his child to hear.

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Severus stood before the Gryffindor entrance, his dark eyes staring into the common room, narrowed as he looked into the golden eyes of Remus. "We just confirmed the pregnancy." the potions master stated simply, watching, waiting for the werewolf's reaction.

"So soon?" asked the sandy haired man, his eyes widening slightly.

Severus nodded, his face betraying none of the inner turmoil, the struggle, the strife."You all will be expected at the Slytherin entrance in the morning, before sunrise, and I suggest you are all prepared for Potter to be examined under veritserum and also submit his memories to a pensieve." the darker man explained, promptly turning and leaving the werewolf before he could ask questions.

Remus stepped back from the door, allowing it to fall closed, as he walked to his private chambers, seeking out his cub and mate. Gently rubbing his stomach, he sighed, his thoughts bouncing between Harry's situation and the young life growing within him. Quietly opening the door to the small apartment withing the tower, he smiled as his eyes settled on the sleeping face of his mate. Harry lay restlessly on the floor, his emerald eyes staring listlessly into the fire, biting his fingers in nervousness.

Harry turned slightly, his eyes watching as the werewolf stepped silently into the room, his slim, scared hands gently waking his spouse, rousing the animagus from his light sleep.

"Severus has just informed me that Draco ispregnant, and that we are expected to be at in the dungeons very early in the morning to discuss a few things." Moony informed them, settling himself onto his mate's lap.

Sirius sighed slightly, allowing his eyes to wander to his godson."That's kinda soon, don't you think?" asked the dark haired man.

"How do they know so soon after...?" asked Harry, his voice trailing off at the end, reluctant to give the act life within his mind.

Remus shook his head, standing from his spot on his husband's lap, only to walk the short distance to the dark haired teen, gently ruffling his hair, trying to calm the startled teen. "Usually it takes awhile, but since we have a potions master on hand, the potion can be personalized so it is fast and more effective." explained the werewolf.

Harry absentmindedly nodded, continuing to bite his nails or what was left of the protein. His mind reeling silently with the knowledge that he had created, that he had taken whatever was in the pale boy's body and made something out of it, that he had the chance to be the father that he, himself never experienced. Fear constricted his heart, but something soft and warm coated it in protection, keeping the fear from strangling him, but allowing small hurts.

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Severus sighed slightly, stepping silently into the infirmary, his dark robes rustling as he walked. His dark eyes stared at the scene before him, moving his heart and strengthening his resolve.

Lucius lay on the bed, his son tucked tenderly under his chin, his arms cast protectively around the small form, holding him close, offering warmth and love, his grey eyes closed against the soft light in the room.

Severus gently settled his hand on the blonde's arm, awakening the man from his sleep, a smile gently caressing his hard features as the older man mumbled in his sleep."Lucius, wake up, you can't sleep in this position." whispered the dark man, gently pulling the boy from his arms.

Draco stirred, groaning slightly before breathing in the familiar scent of his godfather, relaxing against the man, snuggling deeper into the man's embrace.

Lucius looked up from his spot on the bed, his grey eyes staring tiredly at the potionsmaster who held his son. "Should I leave?" asked the Malfoy patriarch.

Severus shook his head, shifting Draco into a more comfortable position, before leading the tow blondes down to the dungeons.

Lucius walked silently, his eyes downcast, as his feet carried him through the familiar layout, down, down, deep into the earth. He felt the temperature drop, shivering slightly as the familiar cold seeped into his bones, blanketing his body in cool darkness.

The entrance to Slytherin opened silently, allowing the three to enter. Lucius looked at his surrounds, the familiar air of nostalgia entering into his lungs, worming its way into his blood, settling over his heart in a blanket of lukewarm comfort. "Looks just exactly like it did when we were children." stated the blonde, breathing in the smell of darkened air.

Severus smirked, exiting the room and heading towards the boys dorms, placing the boy in his arms on his bed. Gently peeling back the covers, the potionsmaster settled the boy within their folds, pulling the fluffy comforter up to the boy's chin, taking a step back to examine his work.

Two arms slid slowly around his waist, gently entwinning fingers in their counterparts. Lucius rested his chin on the taller man's shoulder, breathing in the same consoling scent that comforted his son."I've missed you." he whispered, placing a gentle loving kiss on the darker man's jawline.

Severus sighed, running his thumb across the pale man's hand, carefully leading the out of the room. Pulling the blonde in front, he allowed him to lead, smirking slightly as the Malfoy's feet carried them to the door of his room. The dark haired man whispered the password, his dark eyes never leaving the haunted slate grey. Lifting the blonde from his feet, Severus carried him , supporting him, allowing him to break down and be weak, if only for a few minutes.

Just to ya'll know, and if you didn't understand, this is a Sev/Luc implied. XD I personally think that they were made for each other, and I also like the play on the colors, it makes me happy!