"You gave him alcohol?" Remus snaps at Harry who hides behind Sirius. "What is the matter with you?"
Draco looks completely out of it, and the parents assume it's because he drank too much.
"He wanted it." Harry defends himself. "And I didn't give him a lot." He is a physician, he would never hurt his mate. He knows exactly how much he needs to give Draco. One glass of watered-down punch won't hurt him.
"How much did you give him?" Sirius gives Draco an amused look. He has never seen the boy drunk before. He has missed a lot of Draco's life because he actually managed to escape his garbage family quite young in life.
"A glass of some stupid fruit punch." Harry can't imagine such a small amount of alcohol would cause such a problem.
He knows that he fucked his mate's pretty brains out, but he doesn't want his parents thinking he roughed up his mate for no reason.
Harry still feels rage simmering beneath his skin, that vision of Blaise still seared into his brain. Judging from Draco's demure gaze, the omega likes Harry's anger. It comforts him to know his mate would kill another alpha for him. I would kill a thousand fucking people for you. Harry thinks openly through their mind link, and smirks when Draco takes the opportunity to hide behind Remus. If the princess thinks Remus can protect him from Harry, he's got another thing coming. At this point he would fuck and knot Draco in front of every single person they know, including his parents. Let them try and save Draco from Harry.
"What was in the punch, son?" Sirius remembers how weak Remus' biology got after he presented. A mild beer could floor him.
"Uh," Harry doesn't like the lethal look Remus is giving him. "a shot of rum."
"There it is," Sirius nods at the false look of realization on Harry's face. He has a sneaking suspicion that it's not just alcohol that has his usually fiery cousin all dumb, but he isn't about to tell Remus that. Knowing Draco, the boy pushed Harry too far and his son snapped. Judging from how pleased Draco looks, the boy loved every second of it.
"Um," Draco struggles to stand and leans against Remus, feeling very unstable. "I think I need to go lie down."
"Sure, you do," Remus says kindly, helping him upstairs. "Come on, sweetheart."
"Wait," Harry tries to go after the omegas, but Sirius stops him. "He can't sleep without me. He will have nightmares." He feels like a predator stalking his prey. His natural instincts compel him to go after Draco and fuck him again.
"He's drunk," Sirius waves a careless hand. "He will sleep like a baby." He sighs when Remus shoots him an annoyed look at that. "A drunk baby."
"What's that about?" Harry shudders at the icy look Remus shoots Sirius before he disappears.
"Well," Sirius runs a hand through his dark hair before he sits down, a little shaky himself. "We went to the doctor today."
"Oh yeah," Harry knows his parents had their regular yearly physicals today. "What did Percy say?" He gives Sirius a worried look. "How's your blood pressure?"
"It's about to get a lot higher." Sirius can't believe this is happening. "You are going to be a big brother."
"How?" Harry asks, and then blinks. "Wow."
"About three months along." Sirius stares into space. "I am going to be a father. Again."
"Yes," Harry nods just as spacey. "You are."
"What am I going to do?" Sirius wonders aloud.
"Well," Harry seats himself beside his father. "What did you do the first time?"
"I was so young and had so much energy." Sirius shakes his head, "I don't have that kind of strength anymore."
"I do." Harry grabs Sirius' hand. "Draco does." He has seen a lot of personal growth in his mate. "We will help you. You always take care of us. We are going to return the favour."
"Don't take this the wrong way," Sirius lets Harry hug him around the waist. "But that just reminds me that we have three children to care for instead of one."
"I am an adult." Harry reminds Sirius, who gives him a disbelieving look.
"You work all the time," Sirius holds up a hand before Harry can interject. "And Draco is a spoiled brat who can't do anything." Sirius doesn't even hold that against the boy. He was a spoiled brat himself, and in many ways is still one.
"We will help." Harry promises, hugging Sirius close. "The least we can do is promise not to make things worse."
"That is actually very comforting." Sirius lets Harry squeeze him tightly.
"Why are you so mad?" Draco tries to stay awake but it's hard. The room isn't spinning anymore but he is woozy. That drink was delicious but it almost knocked Draco out and he is still feeling the effects. Doesn't help that he just had the best sex of his life. It was easily top five. "What did cousin do?"
"He did this to me." Remus feels irrationally angry. He got what he wanted but he is annoyed at how worried Sirius is right now.
"Oh," Draco forces himself to sit up, almost passing out as he does. "What happened?"
"I don't know." Remus blushes, making Draco blanch despite his compromised state. "We went to our physical today."
"What happened at the physical?" Draco knows there was an annual doctor's appointment today. Harry was proper worried. He was stressing over things like blood pressure, blood sugar, cholesterol, EEGs, EKGs, and other crap Draco doesn't understand nor will he ever make the effort to. If there is one advantage to being mated to Harry, along with the whole being treated like a human being thing, Draco never has to think ever again especially about medical stuff.
"They did a pregnancy test and…" Remus cannot believe this is happening. "It came back positive." He would expect someone as young and sexually active as Draco to be pregnant, not him. The blond pancake practically radiates fertility.
"Huh," Draco is too drunk for this. "Isn't that what you wanted?" This definitely explains Remus' fairly hysterical behaviour lately. "Mission accomplished?" The hormones are making the older omega lose his mind.
"Sirius isn't happy." Remus crosses his arms over his chest defensively. He can read his husband's mind better than his own and Sirius is scared.
"Sirius is kind of dead inside." Draco reminds Remus who nods in agreement. "It's a Black family thing."
"Still," Remus shrugs angrily. "What would happen if you told Harry you are pregnant?"
"Oh," Draco blinks slowly in his inebriated state. "Well, he would get all paranoid."
"Sirius did that." And then some. The alpha had demanded that Percy conduct the pregnancy test again, and then a few more times. "He freaked out."
"And then he would be torn between wanting to fuck me…" Draco makes an inebriated and apologetic noise when he notices Remus' scandalized impression, "and swaddle me in a lot of blankets."
Alphas see pregnancy as a very sexy thing usually. It is the ultimate victory over biology, something they desperately crave. To breed their omega is of the highest priority. This is why Draco found it odd that Harry let him decide whether or not they were going to use birth control. Most alphas won't hear of it. Now he knows it's because Harry likes to ignore his biological urges to control and conquer, choosing instead to respect and honour.
Draco now understands that it is a big privilege to have someone like Harry, because his caveman urges could drive them both to insanity.
"Well," Remus will ignore the young man's rude language for now. "Where is the love-making? Where is the swaddling?" He was expecting a more passionate response.
"Why don't you ask him that?" Draco vows to never drink again. A tiny bit of alcohol has him fainting.
"Do not throw up on me." Remus is almost done with his first trimester and he never noticed. Now he knows why he has the constant urge to mother something. Draco being the most helpless thing around.
"He's just dumb." Draco slurs as Remus pulls him into his lap.
"He is dumb," Remus strokes the pretty blond hair, marveling at its softness. "It runs in the family doesn't it?"
"Mhmm," Draco nuzzles Remus' thigh, already asleep.