Now There Is a Bunny In My Bed

AN: Thank you for the great reviews. Here's the next chapter so enjoy.
I am not feeling well at the moment so it will take time for the next chapter. No good chapters are written when I'm feeling unwell.


Chapter two

~The Wedding~


"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed. "Stay still for a moment." She was trying to fix his tie but it was impossible as the nervous man wasn't willing to stay still.

Harry's eyes suddenly flared with as if something suspicious was going on. "Can we really trust that Zabini guy anyway. What if he kidnaps Draco an--"

"Listen to yourself, Harry! That's absurd! Why would Blaise do something like that since he was the one who helped you with Draco. Besides it's my husband you are talking about so watch what you say," Hermione sighed in frustration.

Harry sighed as well. "I'm sorry Hermione but I--"

Hermione patted his shoulder reassuringly. "I know, Harry. Now let's get going. Draco should be on his way there as we speak."

Harry nodded and looked at himself one last time in the mirror. He was wearing something that was between muggle and wizard kind of outfit. The robes were black, the collar was like in any muggle tuxedo, with a white shirt and a black tie to complete the look. Draco would be wearing a traditional wizarding wedding robes. Harry had no idea what it was supposed to look like. He remembered Draco mentioning that he would be using robes that had been passed down in their family for centuries.

Hermione ushered him into a car that was waiting for them in front of the Zabini's house.

~*****~

Draco paced nervously back and forth. Is Harry really going to come?, he thought biting his lip. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Try to calm down, mate. Potter will be here any minute," Blaise said trying to reassure his best friend.

Draco sighed standing still for a few seconds but then his hands started to tap against the wall. He hadn't been this nervous since his and Harry's first time. The sex had been awkward and not so enjoyable as it should have been but it had been special event anyway. Oh, how he wanted to be that young again. Wild and free.

After their son Zacharias was born their sex life had went down hill and had never been the same again. Draco sighed. How he missed the rough sex they used to have when ever they had a chance and the spontaneous moments where ever they where. When they had agreed to get married they had decided to abstain from sex until their wedding night. That had been a little over two months ago and Draco knew that he would go crazy if Harry didn't want it rough tonight.

Although, Harry might try to be gentle if he knew that he was pregnant again but Draco decided not to tell him now. There would be a time for that too. Luckily he wasn't showing yet but he knew he would be soon.

But now was not the time to think about any of that.

His hands slowly started to tap the wall even faster while he was lost in thought.

Blaise yanked his hands away. "Stop it."

"But what if--"

"No no no! I'm not going to listen any of your stupid insecurities right now. Potter will come, end of story." Blaise kept his hold of Draco's hands glancing at the door every two seconds.

Then they heard a car pulling over in front of the chapel and both of them left out a sigh of relief.

Hermione barged inside, Potter behind her. "Ok, boys it's show time."

Draco barely heard her words as he stared at his lover. His breath hitched just from seeing him. He was really here and he was perfect. The robes he was wearing were made for him. They only managed to make him look more handsome than he already was. His unruly hair was even more messed up which made him seem like a bad boy. Draco sniggered at the thought. And that bad boy was all his. There was no chance in hell he would ever let him get away.

He watched stunned as Harry walked over to him kissing him senseless. Their passionate kiss was interrupted by no other than Hermione. "Guys! Get a hold of yourselves," she reprimanded them.

Harry and Draco both just smiled still keeping their arms around each other. Blaise nodded at them walking in the chapel leaving them deal with Hermione alone.

Harry looked into Draco's face and spoke to Hermione without breaking the gaze. "You can go in. We'll be there shortly."

Hermione snorted, "You'd better." With that she disappeared through the same door as Blaise had.

Draco returned Harry's gaze and they just stood there in silence for a few moments. Harry reached out a hand and ran it through Draco's silky hair. "Are you as nervous as I am?"

Draco nodded leaning into the touch. "Yes," he breathed out.

"Then we need to do this now. I can't wait until you'll be mine forever," Harry said kissing Draco's forehead.

Draco chuckled. How could Harry say something so corny and yet sound like he was talking about weather? "Yes, we should," he said pulling Harry to the chapel door. They stole one last glance before opening the doors and walking slowly side by side to the altar.

The nervousness that they were feeling only increased but somehow the ceremony came off without any mishaps. Draco couldn't help but shed a few tears when they said their vows. He blamed his hormones for that one. Malfoys just didn't cry. Never.

He hardly remembered when they left the chapel but suddenly he was in a car arms full of his husband. Draco had first protested the idea of a muggle car taking them to the wedding reception, but now that he had some private time with Harry he was glad that he had agreed to it.

Harry's hands were everywhere but not where they should be and that was inside his robes against his bare skin. "We don't have time for this," he grunted against Harry's lips.

"Hm," was his only answer as his horny husband was about to actually get under his robes.

"Seriously, Harry, stop," he pleaded reluctant to stop even himself but he knew they had no other choice. They could go to their own reception looking like they had just shagged.

When Harry didn't take heed to his words he was forced to push him away rather roughly. He kept Harry arm's length away. The lusty look he got from Harry was pure torture. Finally Harry relaxed against the seat and didn't make an attempt to jump him once he let him go.

Draco saw that Harry wanted to say something. He knew that expression too well. He didn't ask what was his problem since it would only lead into a fight. Somehow the atmosphere had gotten heavy all of the sudden and he knew that he was the one who had to fix it.

The situation reminded him of those many nights when they had fought and always he had to make it right somehow. Harry seemed to be very insecure around him after an argument.


Flashback

"Oh, so now you're saying that I'm not good enough for you?"

"No, what I'm trying to say is that we should do is to think this through and then decide what is the best course of action."

"But you just said that you don't want to move in with me."

"No, I said that we shouldn't rush this."

"There's no difference what you actually said and what you really meant by it."

Harry sighed in defeat. There was no way he could turn Draco's head around this anymore. "Draco, love, listen. I want to live with you but I have things to take care of before I can do that."

"What things! You've never mentioned them before and now you thought would be the best time for it, right?" Draco fumed his eyes blazing with anger. He knew that Harry was lying to him. They would be leaving Hogwarts in a month and Draco had no idea whether they would have a flat of their own or would they live separately. Now it seemed as if it would be the latter.

Harry stayed silent. Draco walked to the door of the dorm opening it. "Please leave if you don't have anything more to say."

Harry tried to reach Draco's gaze but the other boy refused to meet his eyes. "Draco, please, I'm so sorry," Harry sobbed uncharacteristically biting his lip. His knees gave in and he fell on the floor looking pleadingly at his lover.

As Draco heard the sob he finally turned to look at Harry. He was about to go and comfort him. Harry' eyes had such a broken look that he couldn't stay angry at him anymore. He hardly ever could. But before he could tell his lover that things would work out, a wave of nausea washed over him. He slapped a hand over his mouth and rushed into the bathroom empting his breakfast into the toilet.



Draco smiled fondly at the memory. Soon after that he had discover that he was actually pregnant which was not supposed to be possible but later he had learned that someone had made him drink a potion that enabled him to get pregnant. He had a strong suspicion that it had been Blaise but he didn't have a grudge against whoever it had been. It might have been some idea of a joke but he didn't care. Zacharias was the most amazing thing ever had happened to him and he wasn't going to complain about it.

He was shaken away from his thoughts as the car pulled over in front of Malfoy Manor.


AN: I'm laughing at myself. That was the worst argument ever. :D *laughing* My god. I'll never write something like that again.
Ok, so next chapter... hmm hmm... well... it should be their wedding night, right? Unless I come up with something really stupid thing again...
Hmm, gotta start to write it then. What would you think about some bondage thingy... hmm hmm yes.. that would sound nice... wouldn't it?