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Adult +
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15
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12,744
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Summary: Harry becomes pregnant, is in love with someone that doesn't love him in return and is loved by someone he doesn’t care about, actually someone he really hates. SLASH MPREG DM/HP
Pairings: DM/HP mentions of HP/RW
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, OOCness and bad language
Not you’re cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter! I don’t own Harry Potter or any character from JKR’s books about said character!
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
Chapter 2: Questions and answers
Madam Pomfrey had surprisingly enough not been shocked at all, ”oh this happens at least twice a year dear” she had said while getting some potions and gesturing for Harry to sit.
“Usually its girls coming in with this problem but there have been young men other than yourself during my time here at Hogwarts.” She draw the curtains closed around the bed Harry was perched upon and put down the potions in her hand on the table beside him.
“Now then do you know how far along you are dear?” Harry just nodded and got a smile in return. “Well how far gone are you then?”
“Uh about nine weeks I think.” He mumbled feeling very embarrassed about being in the hospital wing talking about his pregnancy with Madam Pomfrey and wondering if it wouldn’t have been a good idea to let Malfoy come with him after all.
She nodded after doing some kind of spell directed towards his stomach. “Yes, eight weeks and five days to be exact.” So eight weeks and five days ago Harry had let Malfoy bugger him, ugh disgusting.
“The baby is still healthy though you haven’t been taken care of yourself!” She looked at him with a disapproving glare.
“I, I just, I didn’t know, I” Harry spluttered under her stare. He wanted to run or hide or just plain disappear, Madam Pomfrey’s glare made him blush in shame, what it he had endangered the baby?
This was all Malfoy’s fault, if Harry hadn’t been panicking all the time or depressed about letting the snotty bastard do things to him he would have taken care of himself, damn Malfoy and his fucking flowers!
“If you want to keep the baby you need to eat more, I’ll give you a list of good foods for both you and the baby if that is the case. You need to stop stressing and I recommend that you take a nap every day between the last class and dinner, your body is and was even before the pregnancy on the verge of a serious breakdown Mr Potter.”
How did she expect him to sleep with all the dreams he had? About the battle, about Ron kissing that girl, about Ginny dying in his arms? How was he supposed to sleep more than for more than a couple of hours a night when he woke up screaming, crying or vomiting all the time?
As if reading his thoughts Madam Pomfrey said “I’ll give you a light sleep potion, it works as dreamless sleep and will not harm the baby, that is if you want to keep it of course?” She asked him with a stare that said ‘You better keep it Mr Potter or else I’m going to make all the bones in your body disappear and feed you skeleto-grow over and over again until you can’t remember who you are anymore!’
Harry swallowed before nodding. “Yes, I want to keep it!” He felt relief wash over him when he saw her smile again.
“Good Mr Potter. Now I want to know, do you have any morning sickness?”
“Not really, I mean I don’t throw up or anything but I get nauseous at breakfast sometimes.” He said while blushing and fiddling with his robes, now he really wanted to have someone there with him, preferably Ron but Ron didn’t even know about the pregnancy so he would have to have settled for Malfoy but he was wondering if Malfoy wouldn’t have been better then being all alone, probably not.
Pomfrey just nodded before going back to checking on the baby and Harry. While sitting there waiting he tried to remember of all the questions he wanted answers to.
How would the baby come out? What was he to expect generally speaking? What was the most common opinion about homosexuality and male pregnancy in the wizarding world? Could she tell him about the sex of the baby? How was he supposed to feed the baby when it was out? What would he do about school?
“Wait here and I’ll go get you a list of good healthy foods for you and the baby and some exercise you should do every day, maybe I should” he didn’t hear more as she went into her office. She was out again in no time, though she was still mumbling under her breath about healthy things to do while he was pregnant.
“Madam Pomfrey can I ask you some questions?” he interrupted her in her musings.
“Oh of course dear ask away!” She said smiling somewhat sheepishly (if that was even possible fro Madam Pomfrey).
“How will the baby come out?” He asked while blushing hotly and staring down on the floor.
“You have a birthing channel forming right now but with men you never know where it’s going to be, it is most common that it forms at the navel but it’s also common to form between the rectum and the penis, in the rectum or at other places on the stomach. Sometimes it forms on the low of the back but it is very uncommon.” She said while sitting down in a chair watching Harry’s wide eyes flickering to look at her then at his still flat tummy.
“You see the birth channel forms where it’s the least likely to cause harm for the bearer and the child, that’s why it’s most common that it forms where the navel is since men have smaller hips than women and have a harder time pushing but sometimes the navel is not an option depending on how the child’s position in the uterus or the bearer may have risk of bleeding to death.” “Harry just nodded still staring with wide eyes at his tummy.
“How big will I get?” He whispered looking at her.
“Not to big I think, you’re rather small yourself so don’t worry about it too much.” She smiled reassuringly.
“Okay” he said while taking a deep breath “what can I do and not do? I mean like flying and stuff.” He said hoping she would say he could still play quidditch but knew it was hopeless.
“Absolutely no flying young man, what if you fell or a buldger hit you?” Harry almost felt guilty but shook it of. “You can not take courses such as Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts or Divinations and you have to be very careful in Herbology, Astronomy and Care of Magical Creatures.”
“Why would Divinations or Astronomy be dangerous?” Harry asked frowning, the others he could understand but looking at stars and reading cards?
“The stairs! You must not exhaust yourself and the fumes in the divinations classroom are not good for you right now! I recommend that you to go to Dumbledore and change some of your courses.” She gave him a stern look and he nodded quickly.
“How does the wizarding world look upon homosexuality?” He asked once again blushing and fiddling with his robes.
“Oh dear are you afraid of what the media will think about it?” He nodded. “I can’ promise you anything but it’s generally accepted throughout the wizarding community, though you being who you are I don’t think they’ll be all that easy on you dear.” She said smiling sadly he just nodded swallowing the tears that wanted to come again.
“Just one more question then, can you tell the sex of the baby?” He looked her hopefully but she shook her head.
“Sorry dear it’s against the law.” Seeing Harry’s frown she started explaining. “Many pureblood families that are expecting a child and are told they’re going to have a girl abort the child because the child is female and can not be counted as an heir.”
“But I would never do that!” Harry sat gaping in horror.
“I know dear but other’s would so now there is a law stating that no one may in anyway or under any circumstances try to find out the sex of a child before it’s born.” She smiled another sad smile at him before rising and handing him some parchments and other papers. “Here are some lists with foods and exercises for you, also a list of books you can either order by owl or find in the library.” She said handing him some papers and a one of the parchments.
“The white potion on the table is the sleeping potion, two drops in a class of water before you go too bed at night. The green potion you mix five drops of in one glass of milk at breakfast to stop the nausea. The red and the brown potions are nutrients, you are to take one spoonful of each every meal. I will refill them for you on you next check up at noon in two weeks time. All the information is in these papers.” She said giving him the potions and more papers.
“If you don’t have anymore questions you are free to leave now.” Harry nodded and balanced the potions and papers before heading out of the hospital wing.
Outside he sighed in frustration at seeing Malfoy standing there and coming towards him as soon as he recognised Harry behind all the papers and potions.
“Here let me help you with those.” Malfoy said while taking the potions and most of the papers and parchments. Harry clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth in anger, did Malfoy think he was weak or something; he could carry some papers himself!
“What do you want Malfoy?” He said while starting to walk too the Gryffindor tower.
“What did she say? Are you and the baby okay?” Malfoy almost worried.
“We’re fine.” Harry said starting to walk faster, the faster he reached the tower the sooner he would be rid of Malfoy.
“Oh, okay so did she say anything else?” He seemed disappointed in Harry’s answer, not disappointed that Harry and the baby where fine but disappointed that Harry didn’t elaborate.
“No.” Was all Harry said before gritting his teeth again.
Why couldn’t it be Ron asking about the health you the baby? He wanted it to be Ron that was worried about him and the baby. He wanted it to have been Ron meeting him outside the hospital wing to carry the potions and parchments he had gotten from madam Pomfrey. But no instead he was met by a blonde bastard by the name of Draco Malfoy.
How he hated the blonde git, the purebred swine that took advantage of him when he was in a vulnerable state and made him fucking pregnant!
It wasn’t that he hated the baby, he really didn’t, he just hated the fact that the baby’s father was Malfoy and not Ron, that the baby probably was going to have blonde hair and blue-grey eyes instead of red hair and grey-green eyes.
“So, do you want to go with me to Hogsmead this weekend?” Malfoy asked just as they reached the fat lady.
“Ambrosia!” Harry said to the fat lady, not caring that Malfoy heard him and took the papers and potions from Malfoy’s hands not looking at him. Just before going inside though he turned back to Malfoy and said with a cold calm voice “no”.
TBC
Pairings: DM/HP mentions of HP/RW
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, OOCness and bad language
Not you’re cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter! I don’t own Harry Potter or any character from JKR’s books about said character!
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
Chapter 2: Questions and answers
Madam Pomfrey had surprisingly enough not been shocked at all, ”oh this happens at least twice a year dear” she had said while getting some potions and gesturing for Harry to sit.
“Usually its girls coming in with this problem but there have been young men other than yourself during my time here at Hogwarts.” She draw the curtains closed around the bed Harry was perched upon and put down the potions in her hand on the table beside him.
“Now then do you know how far along you are dear?” Harry just nodded and got a smile in return. “Well how far gone are you then?”
“Uh about nine weeks I think.” He mumbled feeling very embarrassed about being in the hospital wing talking about his pregnancy with Madam Pomfrey and wondering if it wouldn’t have been a good idea to let Malfoy come with him after all.
She nodded after doing some kind of spell directed towards his stomach. “Yes, eight weeks and five days to be exact.” So eight weeks and five days ago Harry had let Malfoy bugger him, ugh disgusting.
“The baby is still healthy though you haven’t been taken care of yourself!” She looked at him with a disapproving glare.
“I, I just, I didn’t know, I” Harry spluttered under her stare. He wanted to run or hide or just plain disappear, Madam Pomfrey’s glare made him blush in shame, what it he had endangered the baby?
This was all Malfoy’s fault, if Harry hadn’t been panicking all the time or depressed about letting the snotty bastard do things to him he would have taken care of himself, damn Malfoy and his fucking flowers!
“If you want to keep the baby you need to eat more, I’ll give you a list of good foods for both you and the baby if that is the case. You need to stop stressing and I recommend that you take a nap every day between the last class and dinner, your body is and was even before the pregnancy on the verge of a serious breakdown Mr Potter.”
How did she expect him to sleep with all the dreams he had? About the battle, about Ron kissing that girl, about Ginny dying in his arms? How was he supposed to sleep more than for more than a couple of hours a night when he woke up screaming, crying or vomiting all the time?
As if reading his thoughts Madam Pomfrey said “I’ll give you a light sleep potion, it works as dreamless sleep and will not harm the baby, that is if you want to keep it of course?” She asked him with a stare that said ‘You better keep it Mr Potter or else I’m going to make all the bones in your body disappear and feed you skeleto-grow over and over again until you can’t remember who you are anymore!’
Harry swallowed before nodding. “Yes, I want to keep it!” He felt relief wash over him when he saw her smile again.
“Good Mr Potter. Now I want to know, do you have any morning sickness?”
“Not really, I mean I don’t throw up or anything but I get nauseous at breakfast sometimes.” He said while blushing and fiddling with his robes, now he really wanted to have someone there with him, preferably Ron but Ron didn’t even know about the pregnancy so he would have to have settled for Malfoy but he was wondering if Malfoy wouldn’t have been better then being all alone, probably not.
Pomfrey just nodded before going back to checking on the baby and Harry. While sitting there waiting he tried to remember of all the questions he wanted answers to.
How would the baby come out? What was he to expect generally speaking? What was the most common opinion about homosexuality and male pregnancy in the wizarding world? Could she tell him about the sex of the baby? How was he supposed to feed the baby when it was out? What would he do about school?
“Wait here and I’ll go get you a list of good healthy foods for you and the baby and some exercise you should do every day, maybe I should” he didn’t hear more as she went into her office. She was out again in no time, though she was still mumbling under her breath about healthy things to do while he was pregnant.
“Madam Pomfrey can I ask you some questions?” he interrupted her in her musings.
“Oh of course dear ask away!” She said smiling somewhat sheepishly (if that was even possible fro Madam Pomfrey).
“How will the baby come out?” He asked while blushing hotly and staring down on the floor.
“You have a birthing channel forming right now but with men you never know where it’s going to be, it is most common that it forms at the navel but it’s also common to form between the rectum and the penis, in the rectum or at other places on the stomach. Sometimes it forms on the low of the back but it is very uncommon.” She said while sitting down in a chair watching Harry’s wide eyes flickering to look at her then at his still flat tummy.
“You see the birth channel forms where it’s the least likely to cause harm for the bearer and the child, that’s why it’s most common that it forms where the navel is since men have smaller hips than women and have a harder time pushing but sometimes the navel is not an option depending on how the child’s position in the uterus or the bearer may have risk of bleeding to death.” “Harry just nodded still staring with wide eyes at his tummy.
“How big will I get?” He whispered looking at her.
“Not to big I think, you’re rather small yourself so don’t worry about it too much.” She smiled reassuringly.
“Okay” he said while taking a deep breath “what can I do and not do? I mean like flying and stuff.” He said hoping she would say he could still play quidditch but knew it was hopeless.
“Absolutely no flying young man, what if you fell or a buldger hit you?” Harry almost felt guilty but shook it of. “You can not take courses such as Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts or Divinations and you have to be very careful in Herbology, Astronomy and Care of Magical Creatures.”
“Why would Divinations or Astronomy be dangerous?” Harry asked frowning, the others he could understand but looking at stars and reading cards?
“The stairs! You must not exhaust yourself and the fumes in the divinations classroom are not good for you right now! I recommend that you to go to Dumbledore and change some of your courses.” She gave him a stern look and he nodded quickly.
“How does the wizarding world look upon homosexuality?” He asked once again blushing and fiddling with his robes.
“Oh dear are you afraid of what the media will think about it?” He nodded. “I can’ promise you anything but it’s generally accepted throughout the wizarding community, though you being who you are I don’t think they’ll be all that easy on you dear.” She said smiling sadly he just nodded swallowing the tears that wanted to come again.
“Just one more question then, can you tell the sex of the baby?” He looked her hopefully but she shook her head.
“Sorry dear it’s against the law.” Seeing Harry’s frown she started explaining. “Many pureblood families that are expecting a child and are told they’re going to have a girl abort the child because the child is female and can not be counted as an heir.”
“But I would never do that!” Harry sat gaping in horror.
“I know dear but other’s would so now there is a law stating that no one may in anyway or under any circumstances try to find out the sex of a child before it’s born.” She smiled another sad smile at him before rising and handing him some parchments and other papers. “Here are some lists with foods and exercises for you, also a list of books you can either order by owl or find in the library.” She said handing him some papers and a one of the parchments.
“The white potion on the table is the sleeping potion, two drops in a class of water before you go too bed at night. The green potion you mix five drops of in one glass of milk at breakfast to stop the nausea. The red and the brown potions are nutrients, you are to take one spoonful of each every meal. I will refill them for you on you next check up at noon in two weeks time. All the information is in these papers.” She said giving him the potions and more papers.
“If you don’t have anymore questions you are free to leave now.” Harry nodded and balanced the potions and papers before heading out of the hospital wing.
Outside he sighed in frustration at seeing Malfoy standing there and coming towards him as soon as he recognised Harry behind all the papers and potions.
“Here let me help you with those.” Malfoy said while taking the potions and most of the papers and parchments. Harry clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth in anger, did Malfoy think he was weak or something; he could carry some papers himself!
“What do you want Malfoy?” He said while starting to walk too the Gryffindor tower.
“What did she say? Are you and the baby okay?” Malfoy almost worried.
“We’re fine.” Harry said starting to walk faster, the faster he reached the tower the sooner he would be rid of Malfoy.
“Oh, okay so did she say anything else?” He seemed disappointed in Harry’s answer, not disappointed that Harry and the baby where fine but disappointed that Harry didn’t elaborate.
“No.” Was all Harry said before gritting his teeth again.
Why couldn’t it be Ron asking about the health you the baby? He wanted it to be Ron that was worried about him and the baby. He wanted it to have been Ron meeting him outside the hospital wing to carry the potions and parchments he had gotten from madam Pomfrey. But no instead he was met by a blonde bastard by the name of Draco Malfoy.
How he hated the blonde git, the purebred swine that took advantage of him when he was in a vulnerable state and made him fucking pregnant!
It wasn’t that he hated the baby, he really didn’t, he just hated the fact that the baby’s father was Malfoy and not Ron, that the baby probably was going to have blonde hair and blue-grey eyes instead of red hair and grey-green eyes.
“So, do you want to go with me to Hogsmead this weekend?” Malfoy asked just as they reached the fat lady.
“Ambrosia!” Harry said to the fat lady, not caring that Malfoy heard him and took the papers and potions from Malfoy’s hands not looking at him. Just before going inside though he turned back to Malfoy and said with a cold calm voice “no”.
TBC