beware the epicness of this chapter!

And was Harry ever correct.

When Draco woke up, he announced that he would be taking both of the black haired angels shopping for some much needed clothes and whatnot. They were up bright and early at 8:00 am and were on their way by 9:00.

"Draco, can I calls you ba'dray?" jam-jam asked from his seat in the back of Draco's suv.

"Sure!" Draco called. "Call me what ever you like!"

"ba'dray! Ba'dray!" jam-jam chanted. He giggled and bounced all the way to the store.

Harry was very uncomfortable in such a high-end maternity store such as the one he was currently in. It's not as if he didn't want half the gadgets and cool knick-knacks that were found there; it's just that he was pregnant and he back hurt dammit! The pain flared every time he moved; it was unbearable!

And Draco had to be the obsessive type. The one who would go on and on about the littlest things! Who cared which baby bottle would match Harry's eyes better? Or which binky would accent the baby's hair which just had to black?

"Draco! Honestly! Which one is the cheapest and safest? Let's go the one that won't cause us the most trouble!" Harry snapped. He didn't mean to, it just came out… "I think we should just find what's absolutely necessary and get out of here! I'm tired and achy!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry! Your back is probably killing you isn't it?" Draco fussed over Harry's hair for a second before carefully leading him over to a nearby bench that Harry hadn't noticed. "Why didn't you tell me, or just sit down?"

"Well, maybe I would sit if there were benches in this god-forsaken shop!" Harry continued to rant as he was led, jam-jam trailing behind them quietly, much too fascinated by the many things to pay much attention to the adults.

"Harry?" Draco stopped and turned Harry towards him. There was a slight unfocused look to Harry's eyes that he hadn't noticed before. "Harry, can you see properly? There are tons of benches in here."

Harry blushed slightly and looked away. He nervously fiddled with his hands. Draco took them in his own larger ones gently, and gently lifted Harry's head to look at him.

"Harry." Draco pushed.

Harry meekly shook his head.

The truth was that Harry needed glasses. He couldn't see far away and had to bring things up close to his face to read things. He had hidden it very well, most people not even realizing that he couldn't see. He had glasses before, but they were broken a long time ago and he never had enough money to get it back.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Draco whined.

"I don't know."Harry whispered. He hated to seem like he was leaching off of Draco, so he didn't really bring it up; but who else would be able to do all of these things for him if not Draco?

"Okay. Let's finish up in here and then go to the optometrist." Draco said. He let Harry sit and disappeared down one of the many isles in the store.

"ba-ba, did you sees the little shoes for the babies?" jam-jam asked. He looked up at Harry and frowned when he saw the frown on his ba-ba's face. Did Draco say something mean?

"Ba-ba? Are you sad?" jam-jam asked innocently, tilting his little head. His inky ringlets falling into his eyes.

"Wha-? No! I'm fine, baby." Harry said. He lifted jam-jam's small body up onto the bench.

"Then why is your smile upsides downs?" jam-jam asked. He reached up to pull at Harry's cheeks to make him smile.

Harry smiled and kissed his baby brother's head. Jam-jam knew exactly what to say.

"Where did ba'dray go?" jam-jam asked. "Did he needs to go to the bathroom?"

Harry giggled and shook his head at his brother.

Soon, Draco showed up with 5 bags and a lollipop for jam-jam. The three of them walked out of the store and into the car. They buckled in and were off.

A few hours later, Harry found himself yet again standing in a high-end store, rather uncomfortable. Draco was spending copious amounts of money on him and jam-jam and he knew he could never pay him back. How could he? With no money left, and Draco spending $500 in one go; Harry was entitled to feel like he owed Draco something, no? But of course, Draco, the nice, sweet, kind man that he was just had to make Harry pick out something else that he wanted- completely disregarding whatever Harry had said to hint that he would like to pay him back.

It was infuriating!

"Draco, really! You can't just spend so much money like this! How do you expect me to—ooh! This is cute!" Harry stopped mid rant to look at a pair of jeans. They were black and really stretchy. (I like stretchy pants)

Draco only laughed at Harry. Those hormones did weird things to people. Harry almost seemed bi-polar.

When they finally returned home, Harry wore a new pair of glasses, jam-jam was hyper and Draco was smirking. Lucius demanded to hear what had happened out there, as he couldn't go out much due to the pregnancy.

Harry insisted on unpacking all of his new clothes himself, but Lucius just had to help and jam-jam just had to make a mess.

As Harry folded another t-shirt, jam-jam attempted to reach the top shelf of his wardrobe. All the clothes fell onto him, with the little boy laughing and giggling, floundering in the pile of children's clothing.

"Jam-jam!" Harry whined. "I have to do all of that again?"

"I'm sorry!" jam-jam immediately tried to stuff everything back into the wardrobe, without much success. He huffed and stomped over to the bed where he crawled over to Harry, who hugged him and kissed his head.

"It's alright, my Jamie-bear" Harry whispered. "It was bound to happen."

"Who wants ice cream?" Lucius called from in the kitchen. Both Harry and jam-jam's green eyes widened. They loved ice-cream!

"I do! I do!" jam-jam yelled as he ran towards the kitchen.

Harry followed at a much slower pace, knowing that he'd get there, eventually.

That night, as Harry and jam-jam were snuggled under the warm blankets in their soft bed, jam-jam stopped breathing.

Harry, sensing something amiss, woke immediately only to see a blue lipped jam-jam limp in his arms. He screamed and wailed- so loudly that he woke the neighbors. Draco, Severus and Lucius came running as fast as they could. Lucius called 911, already in tears. Draco tried to help Harry with jam-jam.

But was it already too late to save him?

dun-dun-duuuuuuuuuunnn!