Alphas

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Lucius, Harry and the entire Slytherin Quiddich team were seated outside the infirmary. Harry and Lucius were pacing back and forth driving everyone crazy, but no one dares speak up. You don’t do that to a distraught Malfoy, definitely not two of them. Yes, all of the upper years of Slytherin house knew about them.

Finally, after nearly three hours Madame Pomfrey came out. Both Malfoys ran to her and bombarded her with questions.

“Calm down.” She said to the distraught men. “Draco is fine, but a little shaken. All of his bruises and cuts are healed, along with a few fracture bones. It is truly a miracle that he survived a fall like that at all.” Lucius wasn’t buying it. He had know this woman for thirty years –give or take.

“The baby?” He asked. Pomfrey averted her eyes and looked at her shoes. It was never easy telling Lucius Malfoy anything that he wouldn’t like.

“The baby did not survive. I checked for its signature, but it was not there.” She said in a quiet voice. No one knew about Draco’s pregnancy and she did not want to be the one to bust the bubble. Harry sat down on the spot and put his head in his hands. Lucius on the other hand hissed at the healer.

“I want a pureblood healer to check him as soon as possible.” He growled.

“If you want another healer you’ll have to consult Dumbledore.” She said, a bit miffed at the fact that Malfoy wanted a second opinion, as if she wasn’t enough. “He is asleep and is to have no visitor until tomorrow at the earliest.” She said and disappeared back into the infirmary.

Lucius rammed his hand into the big door and hissed in pain when his knuckles hit their goal, then gave another hiss as his left arm burned.

“I have to go”

“I know dad.” Harry said tonelessly.

“Harry…” Lucius sighed and hunched down on his knees in front of his baby boy. His ‘married’ baby boy. “I placed a ward on the baby. Pomfrey is probably right; the impact should have killed them both, but the ancestral magic can only be seen through by a pureblood healer. There is a slight chance that its okay.” He said and ruffled Harry’s hair. “Don’t forget the Order meeting tonight.”

“I won’t.”


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“Blood matters no matter how much we want it not to!” Sirius yelled in rage. Hermione had made a tiff when Lucius had requested a pureblood healer for Draco. She went on and on about how they were all alike, despite the difference in ideals and politics, that their blood was the same. It had been the last straw for the black haired aristocrat having to listen to ‘that’ bunch of ignorant people talking about things they didn’t know- and the elder ones accept their ignorance. This was the House of Black. The name was as dark as it’s magic and the ancestral energy in the house fuelled its heirs rage.

“It is not in our ideals or politics, but in our blood! Pure blood magic is different” Sirius seethed “Our ancestors magic passes on through generation by generation strengthening our magic and our defences. That is why the pure lines survive while the impure dies and are replaced.”

“If that’s the case.” Hermione said snidely. “Then why is Harry more powerful than you. He’s a half-blood.” Harry rolled his eyes from the shadows. He had arrived a bit late because he had been very reluctant to leave Fenrir. Draco’s accident really shook him and had caused him to spend the next five hours with his arms around his husband and unborn baby, hiding from the world tucked underneath Fenrirs chin. The comfort that was offered from his love had really helped soothe his nerves, but he was still anxious about the condition of his older brother.

“Actually Granger, I’m pureblood. And I’m not more powerful that Sirius, I just have different strengths. When he recovers fully from his decade long stay in Azkaban, he’ll whop my arse. He has a lifetime of training since the day he could walk, I’ve hardly had a couple. I suggest you don’t look down upon someone like him. He is so much more that you’ll ever know.” Ron was about to retort something nasty as the sound of an activating floo was heard.


“Help!!!” Along with the howl came flustered looking Madame Pomfrey. “He’s missing! The Malfoy boy is missing! Oh, I should have warded his bed better. The traumas he’s just been through… loosing his baby. Merlin, this is my entire fault. I should have allowed him visitors to ease his anguish. Poor childe…” She ranted on and on. No one but Harry noticed Sirius stiffen at the head of the table. So he had been right. The mysterious lover really was Sirius.

“Is he still in the castle?” Dumbledore calmly asked. He was not too concerned about Draco. He was just another pawn after all.

“No, I saw him disappear through the floooooo….!” She wailed and blew her nose in a tissue.

Harry noticed both Severus and Lucius shoot Sirius questioning and urgent glances. “Well,” Sirius stretched and stands up to leave. “if the brat got himself pregnant, I understand why he’s hiding.” Severus, Lucius and Harry lunged at him, all at the same time, but he slipped up the stairs before they could catch him. But then again, they weren’t supposed to. Sirius probably knew were Draco was hiding; they had given him an excuse to leave the meeting.

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Sirius flooed to Black Castle, were he and Draco had gone for a little bit of privacy. It had been impossible to do anything in Grimmaud since Molly installed her Mother-Molly alarms, as she called them. Basically it would alert her if anyone were beginning to get ‘hot and bothered’ in the house. His house!!!It should be listed as the fourth unforgivable.

As he stepped out of the fireplace he immediately stumbled over the sobbing form of his young lover.

“Draco!!” Sirius fell to his knees and gathered the blond in his arms. Draco was shaking slightly and his voice was raw from crying.

“I killed it. It’s all my fault.” He whispered. Sirius nuzzled the boys neck and held him tighter.

“No love. Don’t blame yourself.” They didn’t say anything else and just sat in front of the fire while only the sounds of silent tears falling. It didn’t take long before both men were soundly asleep, curled around each other on the thick bearskin. As they rested in their dreamless slumber neither noticed the shimmering air surrounding the blond’s midsection.

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A/N So... did i scare you? are you sad about Draco's baby, were you surprised about Drao's hubby? im going through a 'Sirius' phase. please tell me if i did. please review i dirves me on. if you're good, i'll give you some sex in the next chapter, but if you're not good, i wont bother, i need inspertaion.....