A/N: 291! *dances* I can't believe I'm almost there, my first fic ever to reach this many reviews. This just screams sequel, doesn't it? Cause I really dunno what I'm gonna do after this is done....finish other of my fics? ....Maybe. *snicker*

Tergum Vicis

Chapter 28

Happy New Year

All was well at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Remus, Lily and Harry were out of the Hospital Wing, though Harry was the last to get out due to sever e injuries. Everyone was surprised to hear that Harry had been pregnant (James looked about ready to strangle Malfoy, however). But when they announced that Bellatrix had killed an innocent, unborn baby, Lily had outright burst into tears, and Severus had somewhat awkwardly comforted her, seeing as he had been the one closest to her at the time, though the anger on James' face seemed to had disappeared after the horrible news.

Christmas had come and gone so fast it was a blur for Harry. He felt miserable, and after opening gifts with the family and Draco, he spent most of his time cooped up in his room. Everyone was worried, especially Draco, as they knew why, but they knew he probably needed some time alone to grieve.

Harry glanced down towards his stomach, where the baby had been growing for barely a week before Bellatrix had killed it without so much a second thought. Tears welled in his eyes, hand gently touching his stomach.

"Harry?"

The boy jumped at the sound of the voice, and turned. He smiled only slightly when he saw it was Sirius, and wiped his tearful green eyes.

"How are you feeling?" Sirius asked as he sat down next to Harry on the bed, who tiredly stared out the window.

"I don't know," Harry told him honestly. "I know what I'm supposed to feel, but I'm not."

"What do you think you're supposed to feel?" Sirius raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious. Harry had always easily opened up to Sirius in his time, now was no exception.

"Sad, mournful, depressed, all those negative things," Harry said quietly. "But I don't."

"Are you sure? I could of sworn I saw you crying when I came in."

"Well...I suppose I am a little sad, but not as much as I should be, and I feel guilty because of that," Harry said quietly, as Sirius placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You never knew you were pregnant, Prongslet," Sirius told him softly. "Perhaps it would be different if you knew you were before it was killed, and you would of been grieving more. Don't you think that makes a difference?"

Harry stared at Sirius as if in thought for a moment. "I suppose you're right. But I should of checked with Madam Pomfrey, or something."

"Harry, dear, how could you have known? You weren't experiencing any symptopms so early, not even morning sickness."

"But I felt nauseas in the mornings!"

"And how could you have put it together that that meant baby? It's not your fault, Harry. If you should be blaming anyone for this, it's my deranged cousin, Bellatrix."

Harry's gaze drifted down towards the ground. Though he had been glad Sirius wasn't the one killed once more, he still lost something precious to him.

Sirius reached over and gave Harry a tight hug, which Harry only gladly returned. No one noticed the figure standing silently in the doorway, watching as Harry started crying softly into Sirius's chest.

James Potter left the room in a slight daze. Why was Harry going to Sirius for comfort? In the past, Sirius hadn't been known for offering such comfort, though he supposed Remus changed him some what.

"Did you check on Harry?" Remus asked from his spot on the couch. James looked at him, then at Draco who was sitting on a nearby armchair, a book in hands, but looked expectantly at James.

"Yes," James replied.

"And?" Remus asked when James went silent. He sat on the couch next to Remus, sighing.

"He's with Sirius."

Remus smiled and turned his gaze to the window. "Ah. He's in good hands then."

"He's changed, you know," James pointed out quietly so that Draco wasn't able to hear, but he knew Remus could. "Sirius, I mean."

"Well of course he has," Remus said queitly. "He's not the same boy we knew in school, James."

"I know that," James spoke quietly. "But, when I saw him comforting Harry...it was just...surprising is all."

"Don't you think," Remus said quietly as he turned his gaze back towards James. "That if Sirius can change, that if I can change, it's possible you can change as well?"

"What?" James snapped his head up to look at Remus, who's gaze now drifted over to Draco, who was staring out at the window now.

"Don't you think it's time that you put petty differences aside, and try to accept the fact that Draco really is the one for Harry?"

It was New Years Eve. It wasn't exactly a pleasant day outside, the ground was covered in snow, and it continued to fall. Though it wasn't exactly a storm, it was still freezing outside. So, everyone inside the castle, remained inside.

Harry looked over at Draco as they were in their room, who was looking out the window at the falling snow. Harry frowned. Draco had been becoming distant for a while, and he was starting to become worried about him.

He silently walked over to him, wrapping his arms around him. Draco was currently situated on the window sill, feet held against his chest with his knees. Draco jumped however, when he felt arms wrap around him.

"Hush, dragon. It's only me," Harry said with a light smile. Draco turned to face him, allowing a light smile to come onto his face before turning away.

Harry ran his hand through Draco's long blond locks and whispered softly into his ear. "Dray, what's wrong? You're worrying me when you do this, you know."

"I'm sorry, Harry," Draco replied quietly, not facing him. For some unknown reason, Harry's heartbeat quickened.

"Sorry? What for?"

"I did nothing that night," Draco whispered as he hid his face in his knees. "I did absolutely nothing to save you...I just...watched."

Harry's heart clenched in his chest, and he frowned. He hated seeing Draco so miserable.

"Draco, don't blame yourself," he whispered softly as he took the blond into his arms and gently off the window sill. "What could you have done? You were held at wand point. Parkinson would of killed you the moment you moved, and then what would I have done without you?"

Draco's arms wrapped themselves around Harry, who's grip tightened on him. "I know," Draco said quietly. "Sirius told me the same thing...that still doesn't stop the hurting."

"Sirius?" Harry blinked. "You talked to Sirius?"

"Yeah," Draco said with a light smile as he lifted up his face slightly. "I think out of those four, I like him the best."

Harry chuckled softly, placing a kiss to Draco's forehead. "I do, too."

It was nearing midnight. All seemed to be silent in Hogwarts castle. Everyone was in their respective rooms. No one really did feel like celebrating, despite how decorated the castle seemed to be. Not after what happened.

Though, if you were to look for Harry and Draco, you would find them curled up in bed together, completely naked, and in each other's arms.

:"Perhaps, we can try again," Draco said softly as he stared at Harry, who blinked tiredly up at him.

"You mean, try and have another baby?"

"Yeah," Draco replied softly as he ran his hand through Harry's hair. "Would you want to?" he asked quietly.

Harry seemed to go silent for a moment, and he was afraid that he would say no. But then a small smile lit up Harry's face, and he nodded.

"Yes. I would like that."

Draco smiled softly and kissed his lips. "Harry?"

"What?"

"Happy New Years."

FIN

Ahahahaha, you all thought it was over didn't you?! *giggles* I just did that to see what you would think. No, there's one more chapter left. A happy, fluffy, juicy Drarry chapter to end things off...

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