Weremouse
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
43
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42,189
Reviews:
255
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1
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ch. 15
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A/N: Well here's ch 15. Hope you all enjoy. Beta'd by cyn. Review. ^.^
A/N: Fixed my boo-boo from before.
Ch.15
“So, how are you feeling Hermione? Had any morning sickness? How far along are you? Damn it woman, why won’t you tell me anything? I want details,” Harry asked, not holding still at all.
“Well, if you would let me get in a word or two, I’ll tell you. Lock you away for a month and you get crazy. What did they do to you in there?”
“Nothing, now answer my questions,” Harry asked all jittery now.
“Ok. No, I haven’t had any morning sickness. I’m lucky I guess, my mom was the same way. And I’m about four and a half months along,” Hermione told him quickly.
“What? You never told me that,” Ron interjected, his face going red, “Hey, wait a minute. That means, it was our first time, and so it’s definitely my fault. Shit! ‘Mione, I’m sorry.” Ron bowed his head thinking of all the consequences.
“First of all, you didn’t ask. Secondly, the blame is shared equally. I should have known better than to trust something that came from your brothers.”
“So, why did you wait so long to tell us?” Harry asked, more settled down, now that he had gotten some answers.
Hermione looked embarrassed. “I didn’t realize that I was until that day when I threw the root at you. Oops, I didn’t mean to tell you that. I was just trying to get your attention so I could tell you. I had just gone to see Madam Pomfrey to ask her something when I fainted. She ran a scan on me while I was out and when I came to; she informed me that I was pregnant. I didn’t tell Ron until this weekend, so you’re practically the first to know.”
“You know, ‘Mione, I didn’t mean that you had to tell me before you told Ron that you were going to have a baby,” he gave a laugh. “So, you didn’t even realize you were pregnant?”
“Nope, and don’t tease me about it. Are you going to be the baby’s Godfather, Harry?” Hermione asked suddenly.
“Of course, I will,” Harry squeaked happily. Hermione looked worried and Ron as if he wanted to burst out laughing, his look at Hermione seemed to say ‘See, told you.’ All of a sudden Hermione’s stomach gave a loud grumble.
“So, Squeak, mate, how ‘bout we all go to dinner, and you can tell us all about your extended stay in the Infirmary, while I feed my woman. I just noticed that she’s been eating almost as much as I do now,” Ron said putting his arm around her shoulder.
Hermione threw off his arm and said sweetly, “Ron, babe, why don’t you go save us some seats together. I need to talk to Harry about something.” Ron nodded and headed towards the Great hall without them.
“So Harry, who was the white weremouse in my room the other night? I didn’t realize he was one until I was looking through some old notes from third year. After I found out about Remus being a werewolf, I researched other forms of lycanthropy, including weremice. Also, you said a little mouse told you gave it away,” Hermione asked as soon as Ron was out of hearing range.
“He’s just a friend,” Harry paused looking around, “I can’t tell you who, though.”
“Harrrrry, he was in the room while Ron and I were having sex. I want to know who the pervert is. Now.”
“I can tell you seriously, he didn’t watch.” Harry tried to think of an explanation if she continued on this line of questioning.
“Ok, I’m trusting you to be honest with me. I don’t want it to be blabbed around school, you know.” Hermione’s stomach growled even fiercer this time.
“I promise, it will go no further than the three of us. Now let’s go eat before your stomach explodes. I’m pretty hungry, too,” Harry joked.
As they walked towards the great hall, Hermione asked, “Do you care if the others call you Squeak?”
Harry sighed, “Not really. I know those that care about me do it because it makes them feel closer to me. Then there are those that do it out of spite, and I just don’t care about them. I don’t mind when Ron teases me about my squeakiness. He is only teasing me.”
“Does it have to do with Voldemort?” Hermione asked just before they reached the doors to the Great Hall.
“In part yeah, but I don’t really want to talk about it anymore.” They walked into the hall together, and saw that most everyone was eating. “Let’s go sit down and eat.” They headed over to where Ron was waving at them.
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They had been sitting and eating for thirty minutes, with Harry catching up with his friends. Suddenly there was a screech from one of the girls sitting near him. Harry looked around for the cause and saw that Draco-mouse was scampering along the table towards him. When he reached Harry, he climbed up his arm, and squeaked into Harry’s ear, “Hey Harry, I hope this is working. I found a mouse translation charm and cast it on you, so that you can understand me. Just call me WD, if you can understand me. I am the fantastic Weremouse Draco.”
Harry laughed softly, and picked Draco up off his shoulder and held him towards Hermione on the palm of his hand, “Hermione, I’d like you to meet my friend WD, WD, this is my best friend ‘Mione. And that’s her boyfriend my other best friend, Ron.” Draco bowed on Harry’s palm towards Hermione, and then did a couple of tricks, jumping and somersaulting down to the table. Finally he settled down next to Harry’s plate, asking for certain foods. Harry gave them to him enjoying this game they were playing. During this Harry realized that when he squeaked he was actually saying things that he just hadn’t understood before. Mainly it seemed that he squeaked, ‘that’s good’ and a squeak that meant ‘I’m distressed’ but not quite an exact translation, which came out whenever he was nervous. He noticed that Snape had been looking at him and Draco several times during the evening.
TBC
Happy Reviewing Everybody!
A/N: Well here's ch 15. Hope you all enjoy. Beta'd by cyn. Review. ^.^
A/N: Fixed my boo-boo from before.
Ch.15
“So, how are you feeling Hermione? Had any morning sickness? How far along are you? Damn it woman, why won’t you tell me anything? I want details,” Harry asked, not holding still at all.
“Well, if you would let me get in a word or two, I’ll tell you. Lock you away for a month and you get crazy. What did they do to you in there?”
“Nothing, now answer my questions,” Harry asked all jittery now.
“Ok. No, I haven’t had any morning sickness. I’m lucky I guess, my mom was the same way. And I’m about four and a half months along,” Hermione told him quickly.
“What? You never told me that,” Ron interjected, his face going red, “Hey, wait a minute. That means, it was our first time, and so it’s definitely my fault. Shit! ‘Mione, I’m sorry.” Ron bowed his head thinking of all the consequences.
“First of all, you didn’t ask. Secondly, the blame is shared equally. I should have known better than to trust something that came from your brothers.”
“So, why did you wait so long to tell us?” Harry asked, more settled down, now that he had gotten some answers.
Hermione looked embarrassed. “I didn’t realize that I was until that day when I threw the root at you. Oops, I didn’t mean to tell you that. I was just trying to get your attention so I could tell you. I had just gone to see Madam Pomfrey to ask her something when I fainted. She ran a scan on me while I was out and when I came to; she informed me that I was pregnant. I didn’t tell Ron until this weekend, so you’re practically the first to know.”
“You know, ‘Mione, I didn’t mean that you had to tell me before you told Ron that you were going to have a baby,” he gave a laugh. “So, you didn’t even realize you were pregnant?”
“Nope, and don’t tease me about it. Are you going to be the baby’s Godfather, Harry?” Hermione asked suddenly.
“Of course, I will,” Harry squeaked happily. Hermione looked worried and Ron as if he wanted to burst out laughing, his look at Hermione seemed to say ‘See, told you.’ All of a sudden Hermione’s stomach gave a loud grumble.
“So, Squeak, mate, how ‘bout we all go to dinner, and you can tell us all about your extended stay in the Infirmary, while I feed my woman. I just noticed that she’s been eating almost as much as I do now,” Ron said putting his arm around her shoulder.
Hermione threw off his arm and said sweetly, “Ron, babe, why don’t you go save us some seats together. I need to talk to Harry about something.” Ron nodded and headed towards the Great hall without them.
“So Harry, who was the white weremouse in my room the other night? I didn’t realize he was one until I was looking through some old notes from third year. After I found out about Remus being a werewolf, I researched other forms of lycanthropy, including weremice. Also, you said a little mouse told you gave it away,” Hermione asked as soon as Ron was out of hearing range.
“He’s just a friend,” Harry paused looking around, “I can’t tell you who, though.”
“Harrrrry, he was in the room while Ron and I were having sex. I want to know who the pervert is. Now.”
“I can tell you seriously, he didn’t watch.” Harry tried to think of an explanation if she continued on this line of questioning.
“Ok, I’m trusting you to be honest with me. I don’t want it to be blabbed around school, you know.” Hermione’s stomach growled even fiercer this time.
“I promise, it will go no further than the three of us. Now let’s go eat before your stomach explodes. I’m pretty hungry, too,” Harry joked.
As they walked towards the great hall, Hermione asked, “Do you care if the others call you Squeak?”
Harry sighed, “Not really. I know those that care about me do it because it makes them feel closer to me. Then there are those that do it out of spite, and I just don’t care about them. I don’t mind when Ron teases me about my squeakiness. He is only teasing me.”
“Does it have to do with Voldemort?” Hermione asked just before they reached the doors to the Great Hall.
“In part yeah, but I don’t really want to talk about it anymore.” They walked into the hall together, and saw that most everyone was eating. “Let’s go sit down and eat.” They headed over to where Ron was waving at them.
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They had been sitting and eating for thirty minutes, with Harry catching up with his friends. Suddenly there was a screech from one of the girls sitting near him. Harry looked around for the cause and saw that Draco-mouse was scampering along the table towards him. When he reached Harry, he climbed up his arm, and squeaked into Harry’s ear, “Hey Harry, I hope this is working. I found a mouse translation charm and cast it on you, so that you can understand me. Just call me WD, if you can understand me. I am the fantastic Weremouse Draco.”
Harry laughed softly, and picked Draco up off his shoulder and held him towards Hermione on the palm of his hand, “Hermione, I’d like you to meet my friend WD, WD, this is my best friend ‘Mione. And that’s her boyfriend my other best friend, Ron.” Draco bowed on Harry’s palm towards Hermione, and then did a couple of tricks, jumping and somersaulting down to the table. Finally he settled down next to Harry’s plate, asking for certain foods. Harry gave them to him enjoying this game they were playing. During this Harry realized that when he squeaked he was actually saying things that he just hadn’t understood before. Mainly it seemed that he squeaked, ‘that’s good’ and a squeak that meant ‘I’m distressed’ but not quite an exact translation, which came out whenever he was nervous. He noticed that Snape had been looking at him and Draco several times during the evening.
TBC
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