How Life Can Be

Title:What Life Could Be
Author: Jih Pun (Amanda)
Rating: R – NC 17
Warnings: This is slash (boyXboy), dirty words, sex, sexual situations, hurt/comfort,
Mpreg, and drama, and some fluffy stuff.
Disclaimer: I know this is shocking but I don’t own Harry Potter…just my story line and
Plot and anything new I come up with. J.K. Rowling is so lucky!

Chapter 3

The following morning, Draco woke up early to get ready for the day. He couldn’t believe he was going to go back to the Wizarding world again. He looked around the apartment and noticed that Bradley was all ready gone.

‘That’s very unlike him...he’s never even awake by now...I’ll ask him what’s going on when I see him again.’ Draco thought while he was putting gel in his hair to get that “just been shagged look” that looked great on him. After he was finished with his hair he threw on his favorite suit. It was a slate blue that almost looked metallic. He loved the three piece suits with the vest. So he wore that with a white collared button up shirt. To say he looked professional would have been an understatement. The man looked as if he could take on anyone anywhere. He grabbed his business bag, heavy and full, and went out the door to find his car.

It took Draco twenty-five minutes to drive to work, which wasn’t too bad, he thought. He got out of his car and looked up at the sign on the building. He smiled every time he saw it. He had worked very hard to have his name on there with his partner. He was proud of himself here. Here he could live life without anyone knowing what the name Malfoy was. He had a fair chance here to be whatever he wanted to be. And here he worked with disabled children.

Draco walked inside and Cheryl, the girl who worked the front desk, smiled at him.

“Good morning, Draco! You all ready have three messages this morning. And here is a bouquet of flowers with a card...one the parent’s brought those in and told me to tell you thank you...” Cheryl noticed Draco’s face and knew who did it. Cheryl and Draco had been best friends since his very first day here. “Draco...your fa...”

“Yes, Cheryl...I know. But listen, I just made him really, really mad last night. It was completely my fault. Besides, I have bigger problems than that and will need to take a few weeks off from work.” Draco said. He knew that Cheryl cared for him, but he didn’t want her lecture today.

“What’s the matter?”

“My father came by yesterday to tell me that mother is very ill. I saw her last night and she wasn’t even awake. Her doctor says she’ll need a blood transfusion, but I’m going to talk to him today. But I want to be there for her when she wakes up and I want to help them as much as I can. So it’s pertinent that I be there.”

“Oh, Draco...I’m so sorry. Tell me what to do to help.”

“Thanks. I’ll need you to call and tell Amanda that I’ll be taking a leave of absence. Put Bethany in charge of my clients while I’m away. Don’t have her to do any charts or graphs. Just tell her to record the raw data every morning and do therapy notes. When I get back I’ll do the graphing. If some of the children’s programs need updating, have her do that, but with Amanda’s assistance. If there are any emergencies or if anyone has any questions about anything, call my cell. I’ll take their program books and such with me to work on while I’m with my mother. Any questions?” Draco wasn’t worried about missing any work. Amanda, his partner in work, was the sweetest person imaginable. She worked just as hard as Draco and loved him just as much as Cheryl.

“Nope! I got all that! Now, you go to your mum. Just call us when you think you’ll be planning on coming back. Good luck with your mum, Draco. Now get outta here!” She handed him all the work he had wanted. Cheryl smiled and tried to shoo him away from her desk. She really admired Draco. He worked hard and had a big heart for these children.

“Thank you so much, Cheryl. I’ll call you tonight.” Draco kissed her cheek and went back to his car. He decided to drive back home and apparate from there.

Draco got back to his apartment and quickly packed his clothes and things. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be away, but just in case, he packed extra. He also scribbled a note for Bradley for when he came back home.

‘Brad,

I’ve gone to see Mother. I’m not sure when I’ll be back, but I’ll call you tonight to check in. I miss you and I love you. I also forgive you for yesterday. It was my fault that I made you so angry. I won’t let it happen again. Love you!

Draco’

Taking one last look around, Draco figured it was time to go. With a ‘pop’...he was gone.

When Draco arrived at St. Mungo’s, the same hustle and bustle was there from the night before. He still received the stares and the whispers, but it didn’t bother him as much as last night.

Walking down the hall, Draco spotted his father talking with a man he didn’t see from last night. His father spotted him and raised his arm as to gesture him to come on over. He went over and his father pulled him into another hug

“How’s Mother?”

“She’s the same as last night.” Lucius had a sad smile on his face, “Draco, I want you to meet your mother’s doctor. This is Doctor Potter.”

The doctor in question turned around and held his hand out to shake for Draco, but Draco could only stand, dumbfounded.

“Potter? As in Harry Potter from Hogwarts?” Draco could barely recognize him at first, but once he really, really looked he could see the once scraggly boy in oversized robes.

“You caught me, Mr. Malfoy,” Harry smiled and extended his hand a bit further. “It’s nice to see you again. Five years it’s been hasn’t it?”

Draco reached for his hand and shook it firmly, “It has been...nice to see you as well.” After the formality there, Draco didn’t know what else to say. So, he turned to his father and told him that he had some business to take care of in the men’s room.

In the restroom, Draco splashed water on his bruised face. He couldn’t believe it. Potter was nice to him and his father and his father spoke of him as if he were a god. The world was surely coming to an end! But Draco knew people could change. He had after all. He never in a million years thought Potter would have become a doctor. Back in Hogwarts, everyone knew his dream was becoming an auror to rid the world of all that evil. He would have to ask him why he changed his mind later.

Draco examined his face and noticed that the muggle make up he had applied earlier was starting to come off. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a compact and applied more to the corner of his mouth and a bruised spot on his cheek. Covering the evidence of his night with Bradley as best as possible, he put the compact away and walked out of the bathroom; he went in search of his father.

Draco walked back to his mother’s room, but couldn’t find his father anywhere. He walked inside the room and found Dr. Potter leaning over his mother with a clipboard. Harry turned around and smiled and then went back to what he was working on.

“Sorry...I didn’t mean to interrupt anything...I was just looking for my father.” Draco spoke in a whisper as if he were afraid he’d wake up his mother.

“No, it’s fine. Come on in. I told your father to go home Mr. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy was admitted to the hospital a couple weeks ago and he’s been by her side constantly, never once leaving. He needs his rest. It won’t do him any good to get sick as well. She,” he gestured to Draco’s mother, “will need him well when we decide on the procedure. I hope you don’t mind, but I told him that you said you’d stay with her for a while so he could go home.”

“It’s fine. You’re right though...it’s hard to take of someone who’s ill when you’re ill as well.” Draco found he was starting to blush and looked down to the floor. ‘Why am I acting like I’m back at Hogwarts?’

Harry finished his work and turned to Draco, “I’ll need to run some tests on you as well. I believe your father spoke to you about a blood transfusion?” Harry waited for Draco to nod his head and went on. “We’ll need to test your blood type and make sure you’re healthy before, if you’re compatible that is, to begin this procedure. Will that be all right with you?”

“Uh...yeah...I’ll do anything to help Mother. Just tell me when and what to do and I’ll do it.”

Harry looked at his watch on his wrist, “It’s about 11:00. What say you to lunch with me first then coming back here to start the tests?”

Draco was, again, dumbfounded. “Okay...sounds good to me.” He didn’t understand why Potter wanted to eat with him. But Draco wasn’t one to look the gift horse in the mouth. “Just let me tell Mother bye.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting at the front desk, Mr. Malfoy. Meet me there in ten minutes.” Harry turned around and left toward the front desk’s direction.

Ten minutes later, Draco met Harry at the front and together they walked out.

Harry turned to Draco, “Where would you like to go?”

“Oh...anywhere...I’m not terrible picky when it comes to food...just no seafood.” Draco noticed his hands were fidgety so he stuffed them in his pockets quickly.

“Well, then, I know the perfect place. Just follow me!” Harry grabbed Draco by the arm and pulled him hard. “We’ll need to hurry to be the lunch rush.”

And together they hurried to a small restaurant on the corner a few blocks away. To Draco it looked quaint, obviously family owned, and the smell coming from inside seemed too good to be true.

Harry opened the door for Draco, “Here we are!”

Draco went inside and Harry followed and led them to a table in the corner with a window. Within a few minutes an attractive waitress came by.

“Hello! Dr. Potter! You haven’t been in here for ages! How are ya?” She was a bouncy girl with curly brown hair.

“I’m fine, thanks for asking. How’s your sister? Is she feeling well? How’s your son?”

‘She must be one of his patients’ Draco thought to himself while looking out the window.

“Oh, everyone’s fine! Collier’s doing great. He keeps asking to go back to see ‘Dr. Hawwy’...you should never have given him that lollipop!” The waitress finally noticed Draco, “And who would you be? I’ve never seen you here before...are you dating the doc?

Draco blushed the deepest shade of red Harry had ever seen (Harry couldn’t help but let a small chuckle escape...he had never seen Malfoy like this before), “No, ma’am. We went to school together. He’s treating my mother.”

She smiled in a way that made Draco uncomfortable; like she knew something he didn’t and found it amusing, “Well, he’s a great doctor...great with his hands! Well, enough talk. I’m sure you two are hungry. So what’ll it be?”

Harry rubbed his belly, “I’ll have a ham sandwich!”

The waitress laughed, “You mean you want your regular?”

Harry smiled and nodded, “You know my stomach too well. What will you have Draco?”

Draco didn’t like the two of them starring at him and blushed a soft pink when he realized Harry said his first name, “I’ll just have the same.”

“Okie dokie! You’re orders will be right out.” The waitress stuck her pen in her hair and bounced towards the kitchen.

Author’s Notes: I hope this was all right. I know it’s moving kinda slow but I don’t want them hopping the sack this soon. And I also know it’s kinda odd for Lucius to be acting this way, but I’ll be explaining why in later chapters as well as why Draco left the Wizarding world.