Okay, again, nobody owns Harry Potter save for J.K. I know it, you know, and she certainly knows it, so no biggies. Got a problem? Well, too bad. This isn't for profit or anything, so go tell someone who cares.
Beta'd and typed, yet again, by Meg.
Sweet Love
Part II:
Lucius woke first. He looked down at his young lover before getting out of bed and going to order breakfast. He ordered enough for four, knowing Severus and his son would be here soon.
Drace foo-ed in first, holding a crate full of vials. "Morning Father," he yawned, "I need sleep." He set the crate down and slumped into a nearby chair.
Lucius hummed and set a plate down in front of his son. "Eat up, and then you go wake Harry," he told the boy, "You can sleep in the bed."
Draco yawned again, blinking his eyes. "'Kay," he muttered.
A puff of smoke came from the chimney and Severus stepped gracefully out with a box filled with everything he needed to set up a mini-potion lab. He set the box down and walked over to the his blond lover and kissed him on the cheek. "Morning love."
Lucius rolled his eyes and set down a plate, "Have you slept at all?" He asked the dark haired man.
Severus shrugged -he'd been around Harry too long- and sat down to eat. "No," He grunted.
Lucius looked away in disgust. "You should join Draco for a morning nap."
"No," was the only answer Lucius got as Draco stood up and headed to the bedroom.
Lucius picked up the plate and put it in the sink. Filling up another plate he waited for Harry to appear.
Harry rolled over as the bed sunk under the weight of another body. "Lucius?" He mumbled.
"No scar head," Draco groaned, "Father has food, get up." He fell into the bed besides Harry.
"What about you?" Harry asked with a yawn.
"Already ate, going to bed now." Drace pulled a pillow over his face.
Harry rolled out of bed, landing on his hands and knees. "Okay." He stood up and stumbled out of the room only to run into Severus.
Snape smiled and dropped a kiss on Harry's cheek. "Good night," he said, "Blondie has your potions."
"I heard that!" Lucius' voice yelled.
Harry grinned. "Night, Sevvy."
Snape grunted and passed Harry into the room where he collapsed beside Draco.
. . . . . .
The day passed, then a week, and Harry found himself at Snape's family home for the rest of his pregnancy.
Harry didn't mind, in fact he loved how over protective the two men became. What he did mind was Draco. The teen wouldn't leave him alone!
Harry would go and cook cookies or something or something sweet and Draco would follow. Ron and Hermione would come over to see him and Draco was constantly reminding him about his condition.
Honestly Harry wanted to stun him. Draco would follow him all the way to the bathroom and wait until he came out only to follow him to his next destination.
If asked why, Draco's reply was, "Dad told me to keep an eye on you, and Sev said to keep you out of trouble."
Harry was not happy.
By the time school started up again everyone knew the-boy-who-lived was knocked up by the two Death Eaters. The hate letters were being destroyed by Draco, Ron, and Hermione, even though Draco would deny it if asked.
Everything seeming to be going well for the young hero, so far at least.