A/N: Okay, gonna try my descriptiveness out on this chapter, so don't be alarmed if the writing style is slightly different. It's still me, just better!
A/N #2: So, it has been a while since I even STARTED writing this chapter. And I know it's been AGES since I've updated! My schedule should be a lot less hectic now, so I will try not to fall off the face of the planet! :)
One month and two weeks later
Draco kept tossing and turning that night. His swollen belly had grown too huge and he was extremely hot, despite the large flakes of snow falling gracefully just outside the window. For the past month, Draco had been waking up Harry every few hours during the night. This made the black-haired man almost as irritable as his husband. He became almost unbearable at the Ministry. Without giving specific details to his boss, Harry took some time off. All he said was that he just needed some time away to relieve the stress off his mind. They believed him without question, due to the fact that there was a stack of papers about three feet high on Harry's oak desk. He was amazed he hadn't been fired yet. Then again, he was one of the best aurors the Ministry had since Mad-Eye Moody.
Harry sighed as Draco rolled over for what seemed like the millionth time in two minutes. His exhausted green eyes rolled and he propped himself up on his elbows. "Draco, love," he mumbled. "It's three in the morning."
Draco huffed in frustration. "Well, YOUR child doesn't seem to understand the concept of time yet!" He grunted and flopped down on his back. He instantly flipped onto his right side due to the pressure applied to his pelvis. He was looking at Harry, who now had his arms crossed and an amused look on his face. Draco hated the fact that his lover was getting a kick out of his misery. "What the bloody hell are you smiling about?" he snapped bitterly.
Harry shook his head and chuckled. "Nothing. I'm just wondering when it finally became my child."
The blonde shot icy daggers at his partner. "When it causes me great pain and distress, it's your kid. And just so you know, that rule will apply after it's born, too."
"Oh, really?" Harry's tired eyes widened and focused on Draco. The pregnant wizard had purple bags forming under his eyes. His hair, once always perfect, was now always a disaster zone; sticking up in every direction possible. It had been a few months since it had been cut, and knots were starting to form in the back with ease. Harry spent part of his morning brushing these out for Draco. The raven-haired man wasn't gentle most of the time, and he got smacked numerous times for it. As soon as the knots were out, Draco would lay down on the couch; refusing to let his husband go any further. He didn't care what it looked like at this point. He just wanted the rats gone. When Harry's mind came back to the present, he thought about what Draco had just said. His face was suddenly full of concern. "Pain? Wh-what do you mean?
Now Draco rolled his tired eyes. "I mean the back pain, the leg pain, and the pain of being kicked at least one hundred times a day in the ribcage."
Harry's face flooded with relief. "Oh. Good." He shook his head and quickly rephrased. "I-I mean that sucks, but I thought you meant something else."
"Well it's not time for that, unfortunately," Draco said as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He placed his pale slender hands on his belly. His tone suddenly went from irritable to pure honey. "I can't wait, Harry. I can't wait to see his or her face; to carry him or her in my arms for the first time. I can't wait to see what kind of life we miraculously created."
The black-haired wizard kissed Draco on the cheek. "I can't wait either," he said softly.
Harry took the same position as the blonde. They sat in silence as they both looked off into the distance; trying to make sense of the fog that was their future. After a moment, Draco turned to Harry. "Can I confess something to you?" he asked in a small voice.
Harry wrapped his arm around his husband, sensing the need for comfort. He kissed the top of Draco's head and pulled him closer. "What is it, love?"
The platinum blonde rested his head onto Harry's chest and wrapped his own arm around his lover's waist. Harry felt a tear drop onto his old gray pajama shirt. "I'm scared, Harry," he sniffled.
Harry's hand moved from Draco's shoulder to his back. He traced small soothing circles into his thin, white, cotton t-shirt. "I'm scared for you." He felt a lump forming in his throat.
Draco tilted his head back. Multiple tears of fear were flowing from his stone gray eyes. "How so?"
Just the sit alone was enough to break Harry's heart. Draco had always played the part of the tough guy, even after they got married. It was a whole new feeling seeing him so vulnerable. Harry wiped the blondes face as he replied. "I'm scared about what will happen to you. I'm afraid something will go wrong. The doctor's don't see this sort of thing very often." He blinked many times; trying to hold back tears of his own. His left hand was caressing Draco's face. His thumb was wiping away the river of tears that continued to flow down his cheek. "I'm afraid of losing one of you, or both."
They cried in silence; holding on to one another as if this was their last hour together. When the last tear was shed, Harry's alarm clock read 3:45 am. It was then that Draco cringed. Harry's attention was instantly on the blonde, who was trying to hide a grimace of pain. "Are you okay?"
Draco lets out a puff of air and leans back into Harry. "Fine. This kid is just trying to kill me by puncturing my lungs. But I'm fine."
Harry chuckled and placed his face in a mess of platinum blonde hair. He set his hand on top of the man's carrying their child. "I love you."
Draco closes his eyes, breathing in Harry's scent. "I love you too."
It didn't take long for the lovers to fall asleep in this position.
A/N: I don't know about you, but my heart broke a little when Draco acted all vulnerable. But, I have a very biased opinion. ;) I know it's short, but I felt the need to update ASAP. Another update is coming your way. Don't fret!