Hi, everyone! Thanks SO much for helping with the name war! There were SO many names I don't know if I'll be able to use them all! Some of them made me laugh so much! Some made me gag and make faces! I'll definitely use most of these and I can't wait to see what you all think! With no further ado… Here's the next chapter!

Lori

******** ******** Chapter 16 ******** ********

About a week later, Harry and Draco entered the potions classroom and sat together at one of the tables to wait for the class to begin. Ron and Hermione came in with a bunch of other students and took the table behind them.

"Theo took Lavender to see Madam Pomphrey during dinner last night because she was nauseous from the smell of one of the fish dishes." Hermione whispered to Harry. "I hope that means they've conceived!"

"Me too! You know, Draco seems to be having none of the morning sickness that Madam Pomphrey warned us about." Harry commented as the new professor came in and walked to his desk.

He introduced himself as Professor Melvin Longford and got them right to work. Each pair was assigned to brew one of the non-toxic pregnancy-safe potions. Harry and Draco were given the task of making basic male pregnancy potions while Ron and Hermione were told to brew the stomach calming draughts.

"Draco's a lucky duck! I've read that 87% of all pregnancies have bouts of morning sickness and male pregnancies make up 9.8% of those that don't." Hermione told him matter-of-factly when they went into the storage room to collect the ingredients.

"Well, if I ever got pregnant, I'd hope to be one of that 9.8% too." Ron grinned.

Hermione stared at him. Her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth looked pinched. "Ronald Weasley, that was such an insensitive thing to say! I can't believe you! We just got married and you're considering a gay affair!"

The people around them stopped to stare.

"What? No, that's not what I said at all, Mione!" Ron protested.

Harry interrupted with a smirk. "Ron…?"

"What?" Ron turned to him, wide-eyed.

"I think you should take her to Madam Pomphrey." He said quietly while Draco and some of the others tried to calm her down. "There are only a few things that tend to make people overreact this way…"

His best friend's eyes bugged out as he looked at his wife. "Mione, let's go for a walk. Harry will tell the professor." They went out the door and Harry did indeed inform Professor Longford of their destination.

Lunchtime rolled around before Harry knew it and Draco was dragging him to the Great Hall whining about being hungry enough to eat a Hippogriff. "I am eating for three, you know, Harry!" He complained.

Blaise stopped them at the doors and calmly said, "Hello, Potter…Draco…"

"What do you want Blaise? I'm hungry, so you'd better not keep us too long." Draco snapped irritably.

"I just want to say a few things, Draco. If you want, I'll wait until after lunch." The dark-haired man said.

"Meet us out here after the meal. You don't want to stand between a pregnant person and their food, Zabini… Trust me." Harry smirked.

Blaise nodded and stepped to the side quickly opening the doors with his wand.

Harry's smirk widened and he winked at him as they passed through. "I think he's missed you, Dray."

Blaise had evidently heard him because when Harry glanced backward, he nodded.

"Well, he should've thought about that before he said those stupid things about me selling out by marrying you and letting you fuck me." Draco reasoned loudly and arbitrarily.

Harry rolled his eyes and checked for the other man's reaction.

Blaise had turned red and gone to sit with his wife.

Draco picked up a peanut-butter and grape jelly sandwich from the nearest plate and began to eat it as if he hadn't eaten anything for several weeks. "I wonder what he wants."

Harry smiled softly and piled a few more things on his husband's dish. "I think he'll apologize, Draco. Will you forgive him if he does?"

Draco sighed. "I suppose so…I have been pretty bored with only your friends to socialize with."

Harry grinned at his husband's sarcasm. He knew Draco and Ron had been getting along lately because they'd been seen playing chess together. Harry recalled seeing the glee in the blond's eyes as he'd declared checkmate; thereby beating the redhead quite thoroughly. Harry had also seen Draco studying with Seamus and Dean in the library. Theodore Nott had been the only Slytherin to stand by Draco's decision to marry the Savior and he'd calmed Lavender Brown's too-perky personality so they were frequent visitors to Harry and Draco's apartment.

"Did I tell you that Neville asked me to help him with his performance in Potions class?" Draco mentioned as he found a turkey and Swiss cheese sandwich and started nibbling on it.

"No, love, but he told me he was going to." Harry smirked.

"Do you see any pickles or apple sauce, Harry?" Draco asked looking around.

Harry had quickly learned that pickles and apple sauce were some of Draco's favorite things so he knew to have some stored in the kitchens just for them. He snapped his fingers when he didn't see them on the table.

An elf appeared with a small dish of each treat and he handed them over quickly.

Draco sighed with an overly adoring smile at his husband. "My hero…"

Harry chuckled with a playful glare. "Stop that!"

Their whole table began to laugh behind their hands. Suddenly, Ron and Hermione came running into the room.

"Harry! We're pregnant!" Ron yelled, beaming proudly. "It's a girl!"

"I thought you said I could tell him, Ronald!" Hermione's lip trembled as she burst into tears.

"Mione, I'm so sorry! I was just really excited that you're pregnant with my baby!" Ron hugged her lightly. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Sweetie!"

"I don't care who I heard it from. I'm so happy for you, guys!" Harry stood up and hugged them both at once.

"What did your mum say, Weasley?" Draco smirked as he spooned more apple sauce into his mouth.

Ron's face lost all color. "Oh, shit…"

Hermione gasped. "All of Hogwarts knows before Molly?"

Draco pulled parchment from one of his pockets. "You can write to her now and send it off after you eat… just don't tell her she's the last to know."

Ron shook his head. "Thanks…Draco."

Harry grinned at his friend as he sat down with Hermione. His three favorite people were all with him now and he couldn't contain his joy as Draco and Hermione began discussing cravings and mood swings. He kissed Draco's cheek and went back to eating.

"Wipe that grin off your face, Potter. You knew we've been getting friendlier." Draco sneered.

"Harry…?" Hermione tapped his shoulder. "What's that you're eating?"

Harry glanced at her to find a pale green tinge slowly creeping over her face. "Its tuna salad with vegetables mixed in."

"I can smell the tuna from here, Harry." She said covering her mouth and nose. "It's SO gross! How can you eat that?"

Harry banished his sandwich and all the other tuna salad items from the table and looked for another one with turkey and Swiss cheese to replace it. He understood the sensitivity to smells that came with pregnancy because just the other night Draco got sick from the smell of Harry's aftershave.

"Oh, it's eggs for me. I hate the smell of eggs…and Harry's aftershave also bugged me for a good few days!" Draco assured her.

Lunch passed with no further incidents and soon Harry and Draco were on their way out of the Hall. Luna and Blaise were just ahead of them and the four of them walked out into the courtyard.

Blaise stopped and turned to Draco. "I'm sorry I said you were selling out…and it's really no business of mine whom you sleep with… as long as they treat you decently."

Draco glanced at Harry and led the other man to another part of the courtyard.

"Hello, Harry." Luna said taking his arm. "Our husbands need a moment to talk. Did you know they used to date?"

Harry looked up at the blond and his friend sitting on a bench just out of earshot. "Did they?"

"Oh, yes… but they broke up a while ago." She told him while they watched Blaise try to explain himself to Draco. "Don't be jealous, Harry; there's no need. He and Blaise would never have worked out. Blaise is not quite Dominant enough for Draco."

Harry kept his eyes on them anyway. "How are you coping with this forced marriage?"

"Blaise and I are getting along quite well for complete strangers." The blonde woman commented.

"Was he nice to you, Luna?" Harry asked the gentle woman beside him.

She looked confused at first but, when she understood what he was asking; her smile appeared more amused than anything. "Oh, you mean during the consummation and conception? Yes, Harry; he gave me an extremely pleasant experience."

Harry smirked. "Good…You deserve a good marriage, Luna. You're a sweet person and a good friend. May I congratulate you on your baby?"

"It's a boy and thank you, Harry. You're a good friend too. We heard about Hermione during lunch. Molly will never know that she wasn't the first one to hear about it." Luna told him solemnly. "I spoke to some of the wrack-spurts and they've agreed that it's in many people's best interest that way."

Harry grinned knowing that Ron would be both confused and amused by Luna's statement. "I'm glad they agree, Luna. I'll be sure to tell Ron and Hermione what you said."

Suddenly voices became louder from the other side of the courtyard.

"Blaise, you need to stop!" Draco was yelling.

Harry started to stand so he could intervene but Luna gripped his wrist.

"Blaise needs to hear this." She whispered.

"I know you care about me…I know you think he doesn't, but you need to know something. Harry's not the man you think he is! He hasn't hurt me once in the whole time we've been together, Blaise." Draco ranted at the other man. "He understands my issues and takes care of me…"

"I just don't see how you can say that, Dray! He's so controlling!" Blaise protested. "He's never really let you out of his sight since before the ceremony! He got you pregnant so quickly that it's almost indecent! He makes up your plate for you at meals. I mean… Hell, he even marked you!"

"That was just a love-bite, Blaise! It only lasted a few days." Draco told him as he started walking toward Harry. "My parents were the ones that got the pregnancy potion for us and they got one that was mixed with a lust potion. We also didn't have very long to court and I'd enjoyed his company more than I'd thought possible; that's why it seems like I haven't been out of his sight. I like that he fills up my plate for me! I need someone else to be in control of me, Blaise. He understands that need and ...Blaise, he-he loves me."

Blaise stopped in his tracks. "Really?"

"Haven't you noticed the roses we've been wearing?" The blonde asked fingering the one on his lapel.

"Spelled buds?" The dark haired man asked.

Draco turned. "Yes… Blaise, you were too soft with me. If our parents had betrothed us, neither of us would have been happy."

The other man stared at him. "But our parents…"

"Nothing my parents had to say changed my mind about marrying Harry, Blaise." Draco frowned. "Harry's and my marriage has nothing to do with anything. Neither of us hates the other. Harry is sweet and kind and gentle with me."

"So he didn't force you to accept him? Your consummation wasn't rape?" Blaise asked earnestly.

Draco glanced at Harry. "No, Blaise; far from it… Where did you get that story from?"

"Pansy told me you were talking to her again and that you'd confessed it to her in confidence, because you were afraid of Potter's temper." Blaise explained.

Harry looked at Luna while Draco frowned at Blaise. "I haven't spoken to her since I pulled that prank."

Luna nodded at Harry. "She came to visit last night and was spouting off at the mouth. I knew it wasn't true of you, but I didn't know who she might be talking about."

Harry thought for a moment. "What if it's her…? Zabini, what if she was scared to tell anyone and decided to pretend she was telling you about Draco and me? She hides her own abuse and disrupts our marriage all at once while knowing that Draco can't refute the story if you're not talking to him."

"Only she doesn't count on me trying to make up with Draco and finding out the truth." Blaise nodded.

Draco's jaw dropped. "That sounds just like her, Harry!"

"Who's her husband?" Harry asked Luna.

"She married that boy from Gryffindor…" Blaise answered frowning. "I forget his name but he graduated last year. You had him on the Quidditch team in sixth year and he played Keeper when Weasley was injured."

"His name is Cormac, Harry; Cormac McLaggen." Luna told them. "Hermione went to Professor Slughorn's Christmas party with him the time you and I went as friends, remember?"

Harry nodded. "Well, if it's true, we need to report the abuse. I've never liked McLaggen, myself, and if he's hurting her…"

"She also told us that she'd just found out she's pregnant." Luna said sadly.

Harry's eyes flashed with green fire. "Draco and Luna go to the Headmistress and tell her our suspicions."

"What are we going to do, Potter?" Blaise asked Harry as the blonds hurried away.

Harry calmed him with a look. "We're going to get Ron, Neville, Dean and Theo. Then we're going to have a little talk with McLaggen."

"I'd feel better if some of us stayed with the women." Blaise said as he followed Harry through the halls of the school.

Harry smirked, pulling out a large muggle American half-dollar coin. "You meant that some of us should stay with our pregnant spouses, right, Zabini?"

"Uhm…right." The other man agreed, thinking that he'd be in some real trouble if Draco heard him speaking that way. "What's that?"

Harry tapped the coin with his wand remembering the days of the DA and said, "Hermione made up coins for me, Draco, the others I mentioned and their spouses so we'd all know if one of us needed the others. I'll ask her to make more of them for you and Luna and maybe even Pansy."

"That would be really good of you, Potter- I mean, Harry." Blaise smirked as Harry led him into the apartment he shared with Draco. "If we're going into a battle side by side, I think we should at least be on a first name basis. Don't you?"

"Especially seeing as my name is no longer just Potter… Draco and I have hyphenated our names, Blaise. We are now both Malfoy-Potters." Harry nodded as the coin told him the others were on the way. "The others should be here soon."