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Worries and Crying
A/N:
Thank you so much lollnk for being my Beta!
The matter of my empty brain:
I know I'm the most sorry excuse for an author there is! I have actually written as far as chapter 14 but I keep forgetting to upload them, You have my permission to email me and remind me if you think I'm taking to long with an update, my email is: simplybulisen@hotmail.com hit me over the head or something:P
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Summary: Harry becomes pregnant, the father of the baby is far from who he would have wanted to be. Draco loves Harry, Harry loves Ron, even when Draco does all he can to help Harry during the pregnancy Harry still only have eyes for his best friend
Pairings DM/HP mentions of HP/RW
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, OOCness and bad language
Not you’re cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J K Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
End Disclaimer!
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!
It Wasn't Supposed To Be Like This
Chapter 10: Worries and Crying
They were standing outside the hospital wing waiting for Harry to stop panicking and start to breathe. He was always nervous before a check up. Over a million 'what ifs' popped up in his mind with every second that passed: what if he had eaten something that was bad for the baby, what if the baby was sick, what if it was too small and so on and so forth?
“Calm down, it’s going to be fine, okay?” Draco said holding him close and stroking his back in calming moves.
Harry nodded and buried his head in Draco’s shoulder. The smell of musk and warm cherry pie calmed him down somewhat but he still felt that crawling feeling of nervousness in his stomach.
Draco tucked some of Harry’s hair behind his ear and then stepped back a bit. “Baby, as nice and wonderful as it feels to hold you I think maybe we should go inside.” Harry blushed for some unknown reason and nodded.
He had done this so many times before on his own and not felt as nervous as now; it confused him and scared him even more.
‘She’ll just talk a bit, scan me, spread that slimy goo on me, show me the baby and then she’ll give me a refill of my potions and then it’s over’. He froze in his steps when he realised what he was nervous about; too spread the slime on him, he had to take off his shirt and lower his trousers.
However, he didn’t have time to panic as he was pushed over to sit on one of the beds; Madame Pomfrey was already waiting for them.
“Hello Mr. Potter, I hope everything has been going well?” Harry just nodded blushing all the while; he had to be almost naked in front of Draco and he was fat!
“Mr. Malfoy, am I to assume that you are the father of the child?” She asked with a hardness Harry had only heard once before and that was when Lockhart had vanished all the bones in his hand.
Draco however didn’t seem all that intimidated; instead he took a small step forward, almost shielding Harry from view, making the smaller boy stretch to look up over his shoulder.
“Yes Madame.” Harry frowned at the cold tone, what the heck was going on.
Pomfrey seemed to become a little taller and more muscled all of a sudden, growing at least 2 inches, becoming 5.8 but still not rising above Draco’s 6.1. “So you decided to finally take your responsibility, did you?” She asked with a voice as cool as ice.
Harry got pale; did she really think that Draco had abandoned him and their child? How was he going to explain this? What if Draco thought he wanted people to believe that?
Draco looked over at him for less than a second but Harry knew he saw sadness in the blonde’s eyes. “Yes I have.”
The matron’s lips thinned considerably but then she looked over at Harry who was now looking at Draco; guilt plastered all over his face and tears in the corners of his eyes.
She sidestepped Draco and took out her clipboard and a quill. “So Harry, dear, how are your courses coming along?” She asked with a much warmer tone of voice.
“Oh, those, well professors McGonagall and Sprout allowed me to continue taking their courses but only the theoretical part and then do a practical exam after summer. Instead of potions, astronomy, divinations, care of magical creatures and defence against the dark arts I now have arithmancy, medical magic, muggle studies and household magic.” He said counting the subjects on his fingers.
“That’s very good, how about your N.E.W.Ts though?” she asked whilst scribbling away on her clipboard.
He looked up at Draco who stood beside him, indifference etched on his face but Harry could see the disappointment and sadness lingering in his eyes. When he heard Madame Pomfrey clear her throat he flushed red and turned away again.
“Dumbledore said I could come and take them next year.” She nodded in approval and wrote some more.
After putting her clipboard away she took out her wand. “Would you mind removing your shirt and lying down on the bed for me Harry?” Harry almost thought he could see some pink tint Draco’s cheeks but thought nothing of it, instead he choose to concentrate on the embarrassment he felt while unbuttoning his white uniform shirt.
When he was lying on the bed he knew he was blushing all over and wondered if he was as red as he thought he must be or if it was perhaps even worse than he thought.
“Could you please lower your trousers a bit too?” She asked while lifting up the round fist-sized stone she used to transfer the picture of the baby to a screen she had conjured a moment earlier.
Harry flushed even more (if that was possible) but unzipped and lowered his trousers and pants as far as he could without showing anything. Looking over at Draco he knew he must have imagined the blush because there was not a trace of pink on his face, instead he had somewhat large pupils and was staring at Harry’s tummy which caused Harry to do the impossible, blush even more before turning his eyes away and look over at Madame Pomfrey.
She poured some oil in her hand then stroked it out over the bump Harry sported. Harry shivered at the feeling, he always did. Then she took the round stone that was now making a small buzzing sound and vibrating slightly and pressed it lightly against Harry’s stomach, the feeling of the cold stone made him shiver again, as always.
After moving the stone around for sometime, taking notes every now and then Harry got worried, she usually talked about what she saw and told him about the baby but this time she was frowning deeply and looking a little distressed. He felt the panic rising and blindly grabbed for Draco’s hand, when he finally got hold of it he held on tightly, trying not to think about the ‘what ifs’again.
“Is there something wrong?” Draco asked and Harry wished he hadn’t, he didn’t want to know if there was, he didn’t want to hear about any harm he may have caused his baby.
“I can’t really be sure yet but there seems to be some sort of neurological problem with the fetus but as I said I can’t be sure, I need other equipment for an exact diagnosis.” She was still frowning and looking at the screen as if searching for something.
Harry drew a deep breath trying not to cry, she wasn’t sure yet so it didn’t have to be bad. “Is our baby alright?” He asked almost choking on his own tears.
Madame Pomfrey’s lips thinned and she looked at them both with a worried expression. “I don’t know yet Harry, we’ll have to go to St. Mungo's. I’ll arrange an appointment for you and will let you know the time at breakfast tomorrow okay?”
Harry nodded while buttoning his trousers and shirt. “Can Draco come too?” He asked with a small voice after rising from the bed. He didn’t want to be alone if they told him there was something wrong with the baby.
Draco moved closer and hugged him as Harry started crying more than before, he was terrified now. Never, in all his years at Hogwarts had he seen Madame Pomfrey look so worried or lost.
“Yes, he may come.” She said stroking his hair away from his wet cheeks. “I want you to rest this afternoon, no studying or worrying, sleep will do you good, but don’t forget to eat okay?” He nodded against Draco’s chest while trying to take deep breaths and stop sobbing. “Perhaps you would like to stay here instead of going back to your dorm?”
“No I’ll just go to the Room of Requirement or something.” He whispered, by her expression he knew she hadn’t heard what he said but understood that he didn’t want to stay. She nodded and walked with them to the entrance of the hospital wing.
Draco had to help him all the way there; he couldn’t seem to stop crying and held on tightly to Draco, who murmured soothing words to him.
Had he not been so distressed, he would have wondered about the meaning of the words spoken in an exotic language and the small kisses he received all over his face and hands after he had finally been laid down on the bed. But none of that mattered when there may be something wrong with Draco’s and his baby.
When Draco rose from the bed he felt cold and more alone than ever. “Where are you going?” He asked when he saw the blonde move towards the door.
“Oh I thought you had fallen asleep and,” He looked uncertain and Harry could feel the tears coming back again.
“Please don’t leave, I don’t want you to leave, please stay here with me?” He sobbed hugging himself.
Draco immediately walked back to the bed and lay down next to him. “Never, I’ll never leave you.” He said holding Harry close. Before succumbing to sleep Harry was sure he heard sniffles above him and felt a wetness on his neck where he knew Draco’s tears landed.
TBC
Thank you so much lollnk for being my Beta!
The matter of my empty brain:
I know I'm the most sorry excuse for an author there is! I have actually written as far as chapter 14 but I keep forgetting to upload them, You have my permission to email me and remind me if you think I'm taking to long with an update, my email is: simplybulisen@hotmail.com hit me over the head or something:P
Thanky you for all your support and reviews! (And of course you made my day:P)
Summary: Harry becomes pregnant, the father of the baby is far from who he would have wanted to be. Draco loves Harry, Harry loves Ron, even when Draco does all he can to help Harry during the pregnancy Harry still only have eyes for his best friend
Pairings DM/HP mentions of HP/RW
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, OOCness and bad language
Not you’re cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J K Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
End Disclaimer!
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!
It Wasn't Supposed To Be Like This
Chapter 10: Worries and Crying
They were standing outside the hospital wing waiting for Harry to stop panicking and start to breathe. He was always nervous before a check up. Over a million 'what ifs' popped up in his mind with every second that passed: what if he had eaten something that was bad for the baby, what if the baby was sick, what if it was too small and so on and so forth?
“Calm down, it’s going to be fine, okay?” Draco said holding him close and stroking his back in calming moves.
Harry nodded and buried his head in Draco’s shoulder. The smell of musk and warm cherry pie calmed him down somewhat but he still felt that crawling feeling of nervousness in his stomach.
Draco tucked some of Harry’s hair behind his ear and then stepped back a bit. “Baby, as nice and wonderful as it feels to hold you I think maybe we should go inside.” Harry blushed for some unknown reason and nodded.
He had done this so many times before on his own and not felt as nervous as now; it confused him and scared him even more.
‘She’ll just talk a bit, scan me, spread that slimy goo on me, show me the baby and then she’ll give me a refill of my potions and then it’s over’. He froze in his steps when he realised what he was nervous about; too spread the slime on him, he had to take off his shirt and lower his trousers.
However, he didn’t have time to panic as he was pushed over to sit on one of the beds; Madame Pomfrey was already waiting for them.
“Hello Mr. Potter, I hope everything has been going well?” Harry just nodded blushing all the while; he had to be almost naked in front of Draco and he was fat!
“Mr. Malfoy, am I to assume that you are the father of the child?” She asked with a hardness Harry had only heard once before and that was when Lockhart had vanished all the bones in his hand.
Draco however didn’t seem all that intimidated; instead he took a small step forward, almost shielding Harry from view, making the smaller boy stretch to look up over his shoulder.
“Yes Madame.” Harry frowned at the cold tone, what the heck was going on.
Pomfrey seemed to become a little taller and more muscled all of a sudden, growing at least 2 inches, becoming 5.8 but still not rising above Draco’s 6.1. “So you decided to finally take your responsibility, did you?” She asked with a voice as cool as ice.
Harry got pale; did she really think that Draco had abandoned him and their child? How was he going to explain this? What if Draco thought he wanted people to believe that?
Draco looked over at him for less than a second but Harry knew he saw sadness in the blonde’s eyes. “Yes I have.”
The matron’s lips thinned considerably but then she looked over at Harry who was now looking at Draco; guilt plastered all over his face and tears in the corners of his eyes.
She sidestepped Draco and took out her clipboard and a quill. “So Harry, dear, how are your courses coming along?” She asked with a much warmer tone of voice.
“Oh, those, well professors McGonagall and Sprout allowed me to continue taking their courses but only the theoretical part and then do a practical exam after summer. Instead of potions, astronomy, divinations, care of magical creatures and defence against the dark arts I now have arithmancy, medical magic, muggle studies and household magic.” He said counting the subjects on his fingers.
“That’s very good, how about your N.E.W.Ts though?” she asked whilst scribbling away on her clipboard.
He looked up at Draco who stood beside him, indifference etched on his face but Harry could see the disappointment and sadness lingering in his eyes. When he heard Madame Pomfrey clear her throat he flushed red and turned away again.
“Dumbledore said I could come and take them next year.” She nodded in approval and wrote some more.
After putting her clipboard away she took out her wand. “Would you mind removing your shirt and lying down on the bed for me Harry?” Harry almost thought he could see some pink tint Draco’s cheeks but thought nothing of it, instead he choose to concentrate on the embarrassment he felt while unbuttoning his white uniform shirt.
When he was lying on the bed he knew he was blushing all over and wondered if he was as red as he thought he must be or if it was perhaps even worse than he thought.
“Could you please lower your trousers a bit too?” She asked while lifting up the round fist-sized stone she used to transfer the picture of the baby to a screen she had conjured a moment earlier.
Harry flushed even more (if that was possible) but unzipped and lowered his trousers and pants as far as he could without showing anything. Looking over at Draco he knew he must have imagined the blush because there was not a trace of pink on his face, instead he had somewhat large pupils and was staring at Harry’s tummy which caused Harry to do the impossible, blush even more before turning his eyes away and look over at Madame Pomfrey.
She poured some oil in her hand then stroked it out over the bump Harry sported. Harry shivered at the feeling, he always did. Then she took the round stone that was now making a small buzzing sound and vibrating slightly and pressed it lightly against Harry’s stomach, the feeling of the cold stone made him shiver again, as always.
After moving the stone around for sometime, taking notes every now and then Harry got worried, she usually talked about what she saw and told him about the baby but this time she was frowning deeply and looking a little distressed. He felt the panic rising and blindly grabbed for Draco’s hand, when he finally got hold of it he held on tightly, trying not to think about the ‘what ifs’again.
“Is there something wrong?” Draco asked and Harry wished he hadn’t, he didn’t want to know if there was, he didn’t want to hear about any harm he may have caused his baby.
“I can’t really be sure yet but there seems to be some sort of neurological problem with the fetus but as I said I can’t be sure, I need other equipment for an exact diagnosis.” She was still frowning and looking at the screen as if searching for something.
Harry drew a deep breath trying not to cry, she wasn’t sure yet so it didn’t have to be bad. “Is our baby alright?” He asked almost choking on his own tears.
Madame Pomfrey’s lips thinned and she looked at them both with a worried expression. “I don’t know yet Harry, we’ll have to go to St. Mungo's. I’ll arrange an appointment for you and will let you know the time at breakfast tomorrow okay?”
Harry nodded while buttoning his trousers and shirt. “Can Draco come too?” He asked with a small voice after rising from the bed. He didn’t want to be alone if they told him there was something wrong with the baby.
Draco moved closer and hugged him as Harry started crying more than before, he was terrified now. Never, in all his years at Hogwarts had he seen Madame Pomfrey look so worried or lost.
“Yes, he may come.” She said stroking his hair away from his wet cheeks. “I want you to rest this afternoon, no studying or worrying, sleep will do you good, but don’t forget to eat okay?” He nodded against Draco’s chest while trying to take deep breaths and stop sobbing. “Perhaps you would like to stay here instead of going back to your dorm?”
“No I’ll just go to the Room of Requirement or something.” He whispered, by her expression he knew she hadn’t heard what he said but understood that he didn’t want to stay. She nodded and walked with them to the entrance of the hospital wing.
Draco had to help him all the way there; he couldn’t seem to stop crying and held on tightly to Draco, who murmured soothing words to him.
Had he not been so distressed, he would have wondered about the meaning of the words spoken in an exotic language and the small kisses he received all over his face and hands after he had finally been laid down on the bed. But none of that mattered when there may be something wrong with Draco’s and his baby.
When Draco rose from the bed he felt cold and more alone than ever. “Where are you going?” He asked when he saw the blonde move towards the door.
“Oh I thought you had fallen asleep and,” He looked uncertain and Harry could feel the tears coming back again.
“Please don’t leave, I don’t want you to leave, please stay here with me?” He sobbed hugging himself.
Draco immediately walked back to the bed and lay down next to him. “Never, I’ll never leave you.” He said holding Harry close. Before succumbing to sleep Harry was sure he heard sniffles above him and felt a wetness on his neck where he knew Draco’s tears landed.
TBC