Changing Minds in Hard Times

Note: So I bought myself a new phone called the AT&T Tilt, and you have that phone to thank for this chapter. I wrote this using the Word program on that phone. One of the main reasons I bought it...was to write fanfiction for you all while I was away from the computer. But don\'t tell my Dad that...he thinks I wanted Word on my new phone for college use. *evil grin*



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Harry awoke around 6:30 a.m. when Madam Pomfrey slipped in to start the day\'s testing. She cast a sad smile over at him where he lay propped up beside the blonde, while noting that said blonde slept on, emotionally exhausted as he was. She slipped into her backroom quietly to continue on as before.



Draco stirred momentarily as the door shut behind the Mediwitch. He settled further into Harry, burrowing his face into the other man\'s chest.



He didn\'t want to wake up. According to his sleep-fogged brain, he had nothing to wake up to either. Yes, Harry was there, and he was worth waking up for. But Draco knew that ever since the rape, Harry felt a bit nervous around him. It was like he didn\'t know how to treat the blond. Not that Harry didn\'t treat him well...he could tell that the brunette loved him. It was just that he didn\'t know how to deal with what had happened to the man he cared about.



Harry smiled down at the blond hair hiding Draco\'s face from him, and brushed some aside to see the pale skin beneath. His eyes moved down the face beneath the hair, down the gentle curve of the neck, over the soft, pale skin of Draco\'s chest and down to where Draco\'s leg had been thrown out from under the blanket, exposing some of his barely covered abdomen.



It was then that Harry noticed that Draco\'s pale skin there was glowing. Not the healthy glow that Draco used to have, but a persistently steady, silver-green light.



He pushed himself up quickly, his feet scrambling to find purchase on the ground as he pulled their shared blanket aside to uncover the blond.



Draco mumbled at him in response, shifting closer to the warmth of his mate, still somehow unaware that Harry was near hyperventilating.



Harry shook Draco, trying to be gentle, but freaked out enough to end up being a little rougher then intended. Draco pulled his face up from Harry\'s chest, looking confused.



"What Harry?" He looked into the freaked out eyes of the Boy-Who-Lived, and followed Harry\'s line of sight down to his abdomen, seeing nothing more then a small bulge there. He scowled, thinking Harry was freaked out about the fact that Draco was starting to show already.



"Harry, it\'s a MAGICAL pregnancy. Of course I\'m going to start to show already..."



The brunette\'s impossibly green eyes met the blonde\'s gray ones. Harry looked almost terrified, and Draco instantly sobered.



"Harry, what is it?"



"You\'re glowing down there, Draco."



Draco eyed Harry like he was insane. He looked back down at his own stomach, and brought his eyes back up to meet the other man\'s. "I\'m not glowing, Harry."



"Draco, you ARE glowing. It\'s sort of a gray-green glow...but it IS there."



The blond seemed to consider the man before him, wondering if his mate had gone off the deep end.



"Ok Harry, let\'s say I am glowing. What does it mean?"



Harry seemed to consider that, and then shrugged looking confused and somewhat lost. "I donno." His eyes went back to the glow on his mate that only he could see.



Suddenly the door to the Infirmary burst open and several Order members burst into the room. They looked to be in various states of fear.



"Harry..." Tonks began. She went silent as Harry glared at them all and practically whipped the covers back over the blond.



Tonks continued anyways. "Voldemort\'s outside. He says you killed his heir."