Weremouse

A/N: I realized I haven't updated here in a while....

Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N: Oh Gosh guys, I'm so sorry about the delay. Let's just say, I've had some trouble with this fic. I had a much longer chapter written, but I lost my jump drive, and haven't had time until now to try and rewrite it. Luckily I had some of it saved on my computer. So I hope it is okay. It might be a while before I can update again, because I need to go back and reread this so that my updates will make sense... Mainly unbeta'd.
Hope you all enjoy this chapter even if its short...

~Swirly ^.^~



Chapter 23
In another part of the dungeons, in a secret room two robed mice, one in Slytherin colors, and the other in Gryffindor, sat cuddling and talking. They had napped only a short time just before dawn.

“So, we’re agreed. No telling your father or Sirius about the pups until after they’re born. Remus and Severus will know everything. In addition, when I go to the Weasleys for Christmas, you’ll come for awhile, before you go to the Manor to spend Christmas Day with your father and mother. I’ll go with you. We’ll tell Mrs. Weasley, because she has had kids before, and she’ll be able to give me some advice, but we’ll wait until after Hermione and Ron break the news about their baby. You know, we could just not say anything and goad Hermione to ask all the questions. Yeah that’ll work,” the black mouse squeaked in his rambling manner.

“Harry, why do you keep limiting the number of people we tell about the pups? They will all find out eventually,” the white mouse squeaked back.

“I have to keep them safe, Draco,” Harry squeaked as he started to groom the top of Draco’s furry head. “I won’t be able to do that with everybody knowing about them.”

Draco sigh-squeaked, “Alright, we’ll do it your way. You know until you brought up the Christmas Hols, I didn’t realize they were so close. Only a week away, where did the time go?”

“Yeah, I know. It seems like just yesterday that you became a weremouse.” Harry paused, then transformed to his comfort level. Draco transformed back into the boy he was, “So do you think we’ll ever actually work up to having sex like this?” Harry put his glamour in place.

“Of course, just not right now. We’ll wait until after the babies are born, then we can be as rough as we want to be. Besides, I think it would feel kind of weird with the pups in the way and all.” Draco reached over and cupped Harry’s glamoured stomach, “Hi there babies, its Daddy. I can’t wait for you to get here, so I can shag your Momma. I can’t wait to see if you look like me. I know you will, of course, because of the curse and all.”

“Draco, I was thinking about that. I think maybe since my magic had a lot to do with me getting pregnant, maybe the curse was impacted. You know you’ll have to introduce me to your ancestress’ painting. I’d like to meet this Matriarch of the Malfoy family. So what does she think about the whole Voldemort thing?” Harry asked.

Draco stammered, “We-ell, she doesn’t really know about all that. You see, she’s kind of a muggle-lover and would have probably found some way to hex father for his involvement in the whole thing.”

“What was her name again?” Harry questioned, liking the witch more and more the more he heard about her.

“Oh, it’s Gwenaël, it means ‘blessed and generous.’ Why do you want to know?” Draco questioned.

‘That is a nice name.’ “I would like to name one of the pups after her. Our daughter’s name will be Gwenaël Lily Malfoy-Potter.”

“Don’t I have a say?” Draco asked sullenly.

“Of course, we ARE having more than one, dear boy. You get to name our son,” Harry said consolingly.

“Wait, does that mean you know what we’re having, and how many?” Draco asked.

“Well, not exactly. All, I can feel for sure, is that there is at least one boy and one girl ,” Harry said grinning, touching his stomach.

“Oh,” Draco placed his hand over Harry’s and smiled at him. They sat there for a few minutes.

“We better get to breakfast, so our housemates don’t start to missing us. We’ll tell Severus after Potions that we’re going to see Poppy first after dinner. Than we can come see him, and ask if he could arrange for my father to meet us in his quarters at seven That gives us time to talk to Severus and Remus first. After that, you get a chance to visit with Sirius in the Infirmary. That’s the plan, right?” Draco asked.

Harry nodded, so Draco leaned forward and kissed the smaller boy. He then turned him around and patted him on the ass, “Ok, off you go. I’ll see you later. Make sure you eat well, not so much sugary stuff. Bye, luv,” Draco said. He waited for Harry to be ahead of him, then thought better of it. He followed him into the Great Hall. As Harry pushed open the door and walked in, Draco brushed past him, grabbing his ass in a quick squeeze. He pushed him slightly saying, “Watch where you’re going, Potter. People are trying to walk here.” He walked to the Slytherin table, while Harry went to sit with his friends. The students and teachers alike shook their heads at the boys’ antics, used to their fighting over the past six and a half years. They no longer paid that much attention to the participants. Only Professor Dumbledore, who knew about the boys’ relationship, had really seen the way Draco had brushed against Harry almost lovingly. His eyes twinkled, as he watched them make eyes at each other from across the hall.

A/N: I'll try and update as soon as I can, but it may be a while. Lately I've been very busy, and when I have had time and the inclination to write, I end up writing something else....

So next chapter will deal with meetings. And if you have any suggestions of what you might like to see in the future, leave a review. ^.^~