Title: Something Magical
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~1,300, ~20,000 (overall)
Warnings: None for this chapter.
Summary: An unwelcome visitor to Harry's home over the summer leads to something much more.
Notes: For allthingsmagical, it's her idea and she asked me to write it so I am. And Sirius' partner choice is dedicated to silenceberry.

Chapter Eleven:

After Harry's second rejection Draco decided that he wasn't going to try anymore. He ended up spending all his time outside of classes in his dorm room or the common room with his friends.

"Draco you need to get out."

"And do what? Quidditch, I can see how that'll go well would be able to get off the ground" Draco snarked.

Blaise, used to this attitude when the blond was cooped up to much, just shrugged. "Come on, let's go for a walk. Just you and me."

Huffing Draco didn't stop the darker boy as he ran up to the dorm and came back a few minutes later wrapped in a warm cloak and scarf and holding Draco's in his hands. The blond dressed warmly and linked his arm with Blaise's before leaving the dungeons and the castle all together.

XXX

Neville had been spending all of his time back from the break working in the greenhouses for Professor Sprout. It was a cold late January day and he decided to leave early, as he locked up he spotted two figures walking towards the Quidditch pitch immediately recognising them as Malfoy and Zabini.

Biting his lip Neville wondered what he should do, it was really none of his business but on the other hand Harry had been so angry about Malfoy and Zabini that Neville felt it was his duty to his friend to see if he could find anything out.

Setting off he followed behind, looking for all the world as if he were searching the ground for different plants and soon he was in earshot of the two Slytherin's.

"Blaise, can we go back I'm freezing?"

"Can you make it to the castle without dying?"

Malfoy rolled his eyes and something in his expression must have been a negative as Zabini said "why don't you warm up and have a shower in the locker room before we head up to the castle?"

Neville watched as the blond turned into the Slytherin locker room and Zabini moved inside after him, his eyes passing over Neville as he scanned the grounds. Waiting for a few minutes before moving the Gryffindor slid towards the locker room he peeked around the doorframe.

The locker room was pretty open plan, there were wooden benches along the sides of the room and at the end were seven showerheads nothing separating them unless different genders were showering. Therefore Neville could see Blaise at the far left one and Malfoy in the middle one, which he thought was odd for a couple but when Malfoy turned to the side and when Neville saw the bump slightly lower than his stomach he felt his blood go cold.

Not caring if he made a sound Neville ran all the way up to the castle bursting through the front doors and rushing to the Gryffindor tower where he panted out the password to the Fat Lady and stumbled inside.

"Neville are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Ron and Neville frowned at Hermione but Harry said "muggle expression. What's got you so worked up?"

"I saw Malfoy and Zabini-"

"Drop it Nev." Harry bit out.

"No, Harry, you don't understand. They aren't together, they were four stalls apart" he panted softly.

"Where exactly were you Neville?" Hermione quizzed and he flushed as he mumbled out "locker room."

"The locker room on the pitch?" Ron clarified and Neville nodded.

"They were showering and Malfoy- Malfoy's-"

"Enough!" Harry shouted loudly causing a few first years to stare at them, "I don't want to hear about Draco fucking Malfoy anymore."

"But- Harry-"

"No Neville," upon seeing his friend's devastated face Harry sighed and conceded "unless it's something drastic, like life or death."

"Not life or death no, but he is pregnant."

Harry stared in shock at his friend, "that's not possible."

"It is. It's a wizard thing, Harry, mostly pureblood or half-blood though a few muggle-borns have succeeded."

"Pregnant. Must be Zabini's" Harry spat.

"I doubt it, Harry. They didn't look like a couple."

Hermione decided to interrupt "how does happen?" she looked from Ron to Neville as both blushed.

"Well it happens with two men, when they don't use protective spells the first time" Neville stuttered out.

Eyes wide Harry stared at Neville "it can only happen when a boy loses his virginity."

"Yeah why d-" Ron was cut off as Harry went flying out the door, the portrait banging behind him.

He reached the dungeons in record time and swiftly moved towards Snape's office. He knocked and impatiently shifted from foot to foot waiting for him to answer, when the door eventually opened Snape looked down at Harry and raised an eyebrow "can I help you Potter?"

"May I come in, Sir?"

Snape didn't move. "Why are you here?"

Gulping in frustration and anger Harry ground out, "I need your help; I'm not coming to you as a student. I'm coming to you as the son of your lover."

Moving aside Snape let Harry in, shutting the door behind him watching Harry as the young boy paced. Snape sat down behind his desk waiting for the boy to speak.

"Draco's- I, is he? I mean-"

"I'm not sure how Mister Malfoy is any of your concern."

"He's pregnant." Harry blurted out and stared at Snape but his face gave nothing away, "isn't he? And it's mine right?"

"What makes you say this?"

"He was seen showering in the locker rooms and someone recognised the-" he swallowed unable to say 'baby bump.' "And we were told how it happens, with a virgin" he flushed.

"Indeed."

"I need to speak to..." he trailed off.

"Whom do you wish to speak to, Potter?"

Sighing Harry looked away from Snape's face, "Draco. And dad, dad first I think."

"Very well" Snape intoned. "I'll inform him and if you get here this evening during dinner, he'll be here."

"Thank you sir, thank you so much." Harry turned to leave but paused with his hand on the door handle he looked back "I know I wasn't the biggest supporter of you and dad but I think you're good for him and he's happy with you."

Inclining his head Snape's eyes never left Harry's and they looked at each other for a moment before Harry left.

XXX

The following morning at breakfast Draco received an owl, it was a school owl so he had no idea who the sender was. Plucking the let from its leg and feeding it a bit of bacon Draco opened the letter one handed, gasping as a narcissus flower fell out of the rolled up parchment.

Lifting Draco smelt it before reading the note:

Draco,

I can't ask either of your parents but I have asked Professor Snape and he gave his blessing. By the ancient laws I cannot reveal myself to you until the fourteenth day of the Courting which for us will be Valentine's Day.

I don't know how to end a letter without signing my name so I'll give you a quote each day, something to think about. Today's quote fits our relationship quite well I think, for I believe I know you better than you think I do.

To truly know someone is to have loved and hated them in turn.

Setting down the letter Draco didn't complain as Pansy snatched it up to read, she let out a squeal making many heads turn towards them.

"Someone's Courting you, and traditionally too! This is so exciting, do you think they know about your affliction?"

"I don't know" Draco mused not really paying attention to his friends as they talked over each other about who it could be. He just twirled the small flower between his fingers smiling as the soft scent wafted up his nose, reminding him of when his father would come home late brining his mother a bunch of narcissus as an apology. He couldn't wait for tomorrow's gift.