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Chapter 26 Pregnancy Nausea
Draco was startled awake by Harry stumbling out of his bed and into the connecting bathroom before shutting the door with a muffled thud. It was two days until Christmas, they were at Malfoy Manor, and Ron was sleeping in the guest room that was a few rooms up the hall from their room. He laid back down on his back on the bed with a sigh, sitting up again quickly when he heard Harry whimper quietly through the door, climbing out of the bed and going across the room to knock on the wood of the door gently.
"Harry? Are you okay? Can I come in?"
He heard Harry moan, opening the door just as the brunette threw up into the toilet that he was kneeling beside, watching him lean back and close the lid with wide, gray eyes, lifting his arm up to wipe his mouth on his sleeve. His green eyes were wide and dark as he looked up at him, his skin paler then usual and covered in a light sheen of sweat, still trembling as Draco knelt down beside him on the tiles, looking at him with concern in his soft gray eyes.
"I'm okay, Draco," he promised him in a voice that was slightly faint. "This isn't the first time that this has happened, and it won't be the last."
"What?" Draco gasped at his words. "When did this happen before?"
"The morning after we came here, and every morning since then. You're a very sound sleeper, but I waited too long to get out of bed this morning because I didn't want to leave you."
"Why didn't you tell me that you were sick?"
"Because I'm not."
"I just saw you throw up, Harry."
"Don't remind me. I'm not sick, Draco, I'm... I'm pregnant."
"You're pregnant? Why didn't you tell me? How do you know?"
"Because I didn't want you to worry about us. Me and our daughter, I mean. I would have told you soon. Most likely Christmas morning considering some of what I suspect our gifts will be now. And I know because I went to your father the second morning that it happened. I thought that I was sick, as you did, but he figured out that I wasn't. He sent for your mother and explained what was happening, and she was the one who suggested that I might be breeding. And I am."
"But how did you confirm it?"
"Magical pregnancy test. Your mother knew it. That's how I know it's a girl-child. This... This doesn't change anything between us, right?"
Harry's green eyes were uncertain, almost fearful, and he bit his lower lip briefly before continuing quietly. "I mean, it's not like you ever suggested using any preventative spells or anything. I just assumed that you wanted this... Was I wrong? Godric, I hope that I wasn't wrong. I would never want you to be angry with me-"
"Harry," Draco interrupted softly.
"Yes?" he asked, placing his hands on his own, for now, flat stomach gently as he looked up at him from beneath beautiful dark lashes.
"You're babbling, baby."
Harry blushed, his color returning slowly as he got to his feet again with Draco's help and they moved back into the bedroom and sat down together on the bed, their hands clasped loosely together. "Sorry. It's just that... I can't lose you, Draco... It would destroy me. I'm... I'm nothing without you. You're the other half that makes me a whole person. I love you..."
"I love you too, Harry, and you are my other half as well, you know you are, darling. I do want this child, I promise. There is nothing that I want more, except you. It may not have been the best timing considering that we are still in school, but it'll be alright. We will work this out somehow. We'll be a family, if a slightly odd one. We'll have to inform Madam Pomfrey so that she can keep an eye on you and tell you what is safe for you and the baby and what is not. Do you think that Ron will support you in this?"
"I know he will."