The sunlight streamed through the window, right on top of the sleeping Draco
and Harry. It had been two months since Draco had made Harry a honest
man, and he was'nt feeling too well. He had been forced to go to the bathroom
multiple times throughout the day, either to puke his guts out or pee.
He also had strange food cravings, for example, Acid Pops with Coakroach
Critters. That was why he was going to the healer today. To figure out what was wrong with him.
He quietly slipped out of bed, as he did'nt want to wake Harry, who could
be a beast if he did'nt get enough sleep. He put on his favorite green cloak, the one
from his days at Hogwarts, and slipped down the steps. He stood on the front mat,
focused his mind, and... Apparated right in front of St. Mungo's. He walked up the steps,
but heard someone call him. " Hey, Draco!" He remembered that voice. " Ron! What are you doing here"
" Remember my wedding? To Hermoine?" Draco remembered the wedding. Hermoine had
been six months pregnant at the time. " Well, she went into labor this morning. I thought me ears might bust from her wailing"
Ron chuckled. " So, mate, what are you here for?" " Just a check-up." Draco replied.
He slipped up the steps. " Um... Malfoy, D.?" He asked the recepiontest at her desk.
" Room 212." A nurse showed him in, and he sat waiting. " Hello, Draco. What are you here for"
The kind doctor asked. " Well, I, I, I think I might be pregnant." "Well, then, let's set you up"
After numerous blood tests, blood pressure, and prodding where you should
never be prodded, the healer brought out an ultrasound machine. After rubbing it on his stomach, she
prounounced" Well, indeed Mr. Malfoy you are indeed pregnant.." But Draco cut her off. " But how! Are you sure"
Then he remembered. Fred and George had sent him a gift. A fertility potion. " Oh, shit!" HE grumbled.
" May I finish, please?" The doctor said, with a glare that could have rivaled Proffessor Mc'Gonagall's.
" You are pregnant with nine babies. Congrats." The next thing Draco felt was his head hitting the floor.
Awsome! Nine, huh? Did'nt expect that did ya? r&r!