A Family Together

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Come Again?

“Why are you looking at me as if I‘ve grown a second head.” Harry questioned

‘Monie sighed as she watched Ron’s mouth open and close in an effort to emit speech. “Harry, you have to understand. This really does come as a shock. Since Cho, you haven’t shown the faintest amount of interest in anyone. Now-”

“-your shagging the Bloody Greasy Git! Are you under a spell? If you are just nod, we‘ll work this out some way!” Ron yelled

Harry ran his hand through his hair, making it even more unruly. “For Merlin’s sake Ron, lower your voice.”

Ron spoke in a low tone, that was non the less harsh in its content. “How could you do this to me Harry?”

Harry looked to Ron in shock, and Hermonie had a look as if she had known it would come to this. “How could I do this to you? What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?”

Ron looked on the verge of a breakdown. “It should have been me.”

Harry wasn’t sure he heard that right, so he asked “What did you say?”

“I said it should have been me.” Ron repeated louder. “I‘ve loved you for years Harry. Since that day on the train. I should be the one having your child. I should be the one getting your love. Why not me? What does he have that I don‘t.”

Harry sighed maybe he had missed something. He glanced over to his other best friend. She didn’t look as if this came as a surprise to her.

Hermione felt as if she was being ripped in two. She loved Ron, thought of them getting married, having babies. And here he was admitting he wanted to have another man’s children. Not just any man, but their best fucking friend!!

She loved Harry like a brother and Ron so much more, but she hated them both in that moment. Hated Harry for getting the love of the man she wanted. And hated Ron for giving it away to anyone but her. She couldn’t stand to be second fiddle right now.

“I need some air.” She got up then.

“Hermonie wait-” Harry called, yet she was already out the door. He looked over to Ron who had just realized what he had done.

“Oh Merlin. Brilliant just bloody brilliant.” He started to cry. Long sobs, shaking his entire body.

Harry sighed and went to sit next to him and offer some comfort. This was his best friend after all. When had thought of telling them his news, he never thought it would turn out this way.

“There there Mate, it‘s alright. You can do better than me. I‘m horrid in the morning and I snore. You could have a much better husband than me.” Harry said while rapping his arms around Ron in an attempt to squelch some of the shaking.

Suddenly Ron pinned Harry down and started to kiss him. Pushing his tongue into Harry’s mouth and letting out a small moan. Harry was confused, on minute he was comforting his friend, the next Ron was on top of him assaulting his mouth.

Harry tried to push him off, but Ron had more leverage than he did and doing so was futile. Harry expected it to stop once Ron noticed he wasn’t responding, but it didn’t.

Ron ran his hand down the side of Harry’s body and up under his shirt. “Don‘t do this Ron please.” Harry begged, Ron didn’t stop

He started to stroke Harry’s stomach that was hardened from years of Quiddich practice and games. His hand moved to caress Harry nipples and then traveled back down. Harry started to panic, no ,no this isn’t happening, he willed himself to wake up thinking this a dream. This was his best friend, he would never take advantage of him like this. He wouldn’t. But Harry knew in the back of his mind that was just what Ron was doing.

In Harry’s heart, the piece that had thought Ron friend and loved him died. When Ron started to stroke his crotch through his trousers, he knew this encounter had just moved from unrequited love to rape. He struggled in earnest as much as he could, yet he wasn’t very good at physical defense, and his wand was beyond his reach on the table. Just when he thought his friend would rape him, the weight of Ron was no longer on him.

Harry scrambled over to the other side of the room and grabbed his wand, reading him self for the next onslaught. Trying to keep the darkness that was creeping over his vision at bay. That’s when he heard it, the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the yelling he hadn’t heard over the pounding of his pulse in his ears.

“-wanted to do this for years.” The sound of a fist hitting Ron’s face.

“You like to take advantage when you don‘t get something huh?” The sound of a knee hitting a stomach and Ron’s breath being knocked from him.

“Need to keep that temper in check.” Fist connecting with Ron’s jaw to knock him out. “And stay the hell away from Harry.”

Someone knelt down next to him. Harry didn’t look up, just turned his wand in their direction ready to curse them. “Shh, its okay. It’s only me Luv. Your safe, your safe.” Severus said softly into Harry’s ear as he stroked his hair softly. Harry lowered his wand, knowing he was now safe.

Harry felt himself being lifted up and carried from the room, as the darkness over took him. When he awoke, he was laying in a bed he knew to be Severus’ and upon not seeing the man in the room, walked into the small sitting room to find him. To make sure he was alright. He shouldn’t be carrying him at this stage in his pregnancy. “Sev.” He called quietly when he entered.

“Here Luv, I‘m here.” Severus replied, walking into the sitting room with Draco Malfoy following close behind.

“D-Draco? Why are you here?” Harry questioned, none of his usual malice and hate in his voice.

Draco smiled. “Draco huh? I like that better. I carried you here Harry.” Draco commented.

“He was also the one who taught that rapist Wesley a lesson.” Sev added, spitting Ron’s name out like it was a curse.

Harry‘s attention swung back to Draco, a glint or something in his eyes. Respect. “You were the one that saved me?” Harry asked in shock.

Draco smiled again. “Couldn‘t let Weasel hurt my father now could I? And Dad is not in the condition to defend anyone physically.”

“F-fa-father? Did I miss something?” Harry asked confused

“I adopted Draco a few years ago when he made it known to Lucius that he would not be joining the Dark Lord, and he almost killed Draco. I offered to take him, and he thinking me still a loyal Deatheater agreed saying ‘now the failing would be mine’. We completed a blood ritual that made him my son. So, since we’re getting married, Draco is your son also.”

What Harry did next no one would have ever thought possible. He got up walked over to Draco and hugged him. Smiling and clapping Draco on the back. “Thanks son. I don‘t know what would have happened had you been any later. I owe you.”

Harry was more than impressed with Draco, no only for him becoming his savior. He had been watching his ex-rival for while. Only now knowing that the changes in him were partly due to his new parent.

Draco stood and hugged Harry back. “Your reaction and acceptance is enough Father.”

Severus looked on as his new family was made bigger in the span of a moment.