Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter. It belong to J.K. Rowling and I'm not make money with this fanfic.

Pairing : Harry/Draco

Warning : Yaoi and MPreg.

It's an epilog and it's kinda short, but I hope you like it. And many thanks to all of people who read this story and thank for some people that give me a review. I really appreciate it. Ok, here we are. Enjoy it.

P.S. : Still no beta, so maybe there's a lot of mistake on my grammar. Sorry again. ;)

2 years later

"Morning, Love." Harry whispered at the beautiful man whose sleep peacefully beside him when he felt his spouse stirred from his sleep. He smiled softly as his spouse writhes and yawn lazily at his arms.

"Hmm.. Morning for you too, Love." He replied lazily without opening his eyes before he snuggled deeper on his husband's warm body. "Hmm.. Love your smell." He smirks widely. He leaned slightly to kiss the bare chest before him lovingly, savoring the smooth and warm skin on his lips.

Harry tightened his hold on his beloved as he kiss the blonde man head and inhale his sweet smell. "I love your smell too. How're you feeling today?" he asked softly.

"Like usual. Moody, lightheaded and sleepy." He sighs loudly before he frowned deeply. "Ouch, scratched that! I wanna puke." He snarled loudly when his pale face turned into green. He shoves Harry's body and run into the bathroom. Harry sighs softly before he got up and go to the way his husband running off to.

When he arrived at the bathroom, he saw his husband kneel on the floor as he worshipped the porcelain god with his dinner. The dark haired boy rubbed the retching man's back, trying to ease his nauseas slightly with his massage. Draco leaned his head on the cold porcelain to cool his too much hot skin.

"Are you done, Love?" Harry asked softly, trying not to upset his already moody husband. Draco groan loudly before he glare at his husband.

"I hate you, Harry James Potter!" he hiss before he retched one more time. Harry flinched slightly as he saw his husband throw up with vengeance, more heavy from the first wave of retched.

"No, I know you loved me. So much." Harry said patiently as he tried his best to keep his smile at bay as he know that his husband would throwing tantrum or even crying because he thought Harry was laughing at him as a result of his inconsistent emotion like what he already experienced at every morning in this past three month.

"Are you smiling, Harry?" Draco slit his eyes as he looked at his husband. "Are you laughing at me?" he snarled heatly.

"Of course not, Love." Harry defended himself, trying to defect his husband mood swing. 'Here we go.' Harry thought in amusement.

"Of course not, you're crying with your lips quirked upside. Do you think it's funny? Then, I'm gonna make you feel what I felt later-" the slighter male can't finished his sentence as his dinner climbing up to his throat in record time along with his sentences. Harry grinned widely at his husband threat before he rubbed his back again.

"We compromised about that another time, Love. Are you done? Let's we go to the sink so you can wash your mouth." Harry said lightly as he help his Draco to wash his mouth. Draco grimace but he's not refused nor said anything for he tired from puking his gut out.

"I hate you, Harry James Potter for knocked me up and make me suffer for another six more months." Draco groan loudly as he curled up on their bed as Harry chuckled loudly.

"No, Love. You'll thank me up later when our bundle of joy arrived on our hand." He said as he leaned forward and kiss his spouse's temple.

"Maybe, but not now. Right now I hate you so much." He slurred softly before he drift to the dreamland one more time. Harry strokes his soft white blonde hair out of his eyes lovingly. He felt so happy and content right now, not only he got his lover his hand on marriage six month ago, but now he's been blessed with a child too. He diverted his eyes from his blond husband face to his stomach. His love poured out as he cares the still flat stomach lovingly.

A place where his son or daughter resided for now, been tucked safely in his/her 'mother' womb to growing up. He kiss it softly as he whispered, "I can't wait to meet you, child. I can't wait to see you, what color are your eyes? Your hair? I can't wait to feel your first kick and what I can't wait is to have you in my arms. I can't wait for your presence to complete our family."

"It's still a long, long time before you can have him on your arms, Potter." Draco sighs softly.

"Shouldn't you sleep, Love?" Harry lift his head from Draco's stomach to see his husband eyes.

"How can I sleep if you cares me here and there?" Draco rolled his eyes as his hand cares his husband's hair lovingly. "Come here and hug me. I want to feel your warmth spooning me." Harry nodded as he move to spoon his blond. His chest to his blond's back before he wrapped his arms on the lithe body before him.

"Are you comfortable?" Harry whispered softly. He heard his blond husband hummed with approval as the dark haired man kiss the bare shoulder before him. Draco sighs loudly before he begin drifted back to la la land in his husband protective embrace.

'And I can't wait to have your child in my arms too, Harry. As much as you want to. All of your children that you give to me.' He thought as he loss in his peaceful dream. A dream of his family, Harry, him and their son and daughter. Their happy family.

The End..

A/N : Ahh! Finally I'm finished this story. Sorry if it took so long. Got a lot of problem here. I hope I can finished my other stories too. Damn..