Weremouse

A/N: Here we are. It's time for the babies, but don't worry it's not the end yet. This is the longest chapter yet. I hope you like it. ^.^~

WARNING: Graphic description of birth. If you are easily squicked, maybe you should avoid some parts (I have not marked the areas, sorry) Sex.



Ch. 40-

A month and a half later….

Draco was frantic with worry. No one had seen Harry in 2 days. Well, Draco had last seen him when they parted ways yesterday morning to go to class. However, according to the Muu…, Granggg.., uhm, er Hermione, Harry never made it to any of his classes yesterday or today. Draco had searched all of Harry’s hiding places, but he hadn’t been anywhere. He had checked with Poppy and Severus, and neither had seen Harry since dinner two days before, like everyone else.

Luckily today was Friday, and he had already finished for the day, so he could continue his search for the dark-haired boy. Draco decided to check the infirmary, just in case Harry had showed up there. He was worried because it seemed as if Harry would be delivering any day now. He had ballooned in size in the last month. People had even started looking at him funning because of his weird waddle, but no-one said anything, since most had noticed that the two of them, Draco and Harry that is, had started to hang out together. And, so rumors were rampant about just what could cause a boy to walk funny all of a sudden, but none came close to Harry being pregnant.

Draco had reached the Hospital Wing without noticing, and subconsciously made his way to the back room, where he and Harry had spent a month together. He tried to open the door, but when it wouldn’t open, he absentmindedly pulled out his wand and said, “Alohomora,” and opened the door, only to be met by an unexpected sight. He hurriedly closed and locked the door behind him, and rushed towards the …..nest, there wasn’t another way to describe the mound of bedding in one corner of the room upon which Harry was on all fours in one of his in-between stages. He had his black furry ears, which were laying flat against his head. His black furry tail was raised up and hanging over his back. His large distended belly was almost touching the ground, his back was curved slightly, and his legs were splayed to the sides as he pushed; while he panted. Draco looked down at Harry’s bottom and was suddenly distracted by a HEAD coming out, and so the baby was out, and so Draco went to reach for it, to help Harry out. But as soon as he reached the edge of Harry’s nest, Harry growled at him. Actually, growled at him. So, he went and pulled up a chair to the edge of the nest to watch, feeling completely helpless. Harry grabbed the baby and was licking it clean. Once it was clean, he laid it in front of him, and he tied off the umbilical cord in 2 places close to the baby’s belly and chewed through it. Draco finally noticed another baby lay before Harry covered them both. Then Harry went rigid, before he got back into the position he had been in when Draco arrived. Draco stared on helplessly as Harry struggled for the next hour to deliver their third pup. He followed the same process as he had with the second, and Draco assumed the first. All of a sudden Harry started pushing again, and all Draco could think was, ‘Oh dear god, not another one.’

But it wasn’t. He watched in horrified awe as a big bloody blob was pushed out of Harry’s body. He was about to approach, glad it was over, when Harry turned around and proceeded to eat the placenta.

‘God, Harry, that’s just gross,’ Draco thought to himself.

Harry finally lay down on his side and gathered the three babies to him and led them each to a nipple. They all instantly latched on and began sucking hungrily. Once Harry had them all arranged how he wanted them, he looked up at Draco, smiling beautifully with love in his eyes. “Draco, they’re so beautiful. I love them so much,” He motioned Draco to him, and whispered raspily, “I love you so much. Thank you for giving me them.” Then, he pulled Draco down to lay facing him, o that they surrounded the three little ones. And then, Harry kissed Draco softly, before turning his attention to his pups, and eventually he moved them to his other side. Finally all three had drifted to sleep. Harry bundled them all up and handed each to Draco, who unwrapped them, examined them, counting fingers and toes, checking their sex, rewrapping them and handing them back to Harry. One girl and two boys. The girl, born last, had a full head of black curls, a shock to Draco, but he was happy with his daughter none-the-less. Both boys were true Malfoys, each with fine blond wisps of hair. They were identical. Thirty fingers and thirty toes evenly distributed. Draco noticed that the two boys each had a different-colored ribbon tied around their stomachs, and he asked Harry about them.

“Oh, the one with the green ribbon was born first, and the one with the red ribbon, second. It’s so that we can tell them apart,” Harry explained as he bundled the girl up again, “So, what are you naming him?” Harry asked suddenly.

“Who?” Draco asked confused.

Harry gave him a look, “Your son, of course. I told you, he’s yours to name. Of course, I get the second one and our daughter.”

“Oh, well, Draco Lucius Malfoy II, of course,” Draco said matter of factly.

“What, no ‘junior’,” Harry murmured tiredly as he lay down with his babies. His exhaustion catching up with him, now that the rush of finally having his babies left him, he yawned, “Don’t leave me…,” yawn, “stay, and take a nap with me,” he got out, before his eyes drifted closed and he was asleep.

Draco was tired, since he had spent most of last night looking for Harry and today in class, so he decided that he would take a nap before alerting the others that the babies had been born. He curled up behind Harry and wrapped his arms around him. Harry snuggled back into him and they were both in dreamland for the next few hours.

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Draco awoke after only a few hours, because he felt cold and no longer had a weight against him. He looked around and saw that Harry had the three babies, and was feeding them, and cleaning them one by one with his tongue.

Draco said sleepily, “You know, there are charms for that.”

Harry gave him another funny look, “Of course, I know. Mrs. Weasley taught me them. But we’re bonding,” he said after he finished cleaning the last pup. He gathered them to him and he crawled with them back to where Draco lay. He snuggled back into Draco’s arms, saying, “Now, go back to sleep. I’m tired.” And Draco remembered why Harry would be so tired, and so went back to sleep.

The next time Draco awoke, was from a very pleasurable dream. Still half-asleep he started grinding his hips up. He was startled by a slight tingling in his nether regions, but then it went away so he ignored it in favor of the warm weight above him. He came fully awake to realize a naked furry-Harry was sitting on him, with him inside of him, rocking his hips back and forth, his eyes glazed. And in a small section of his brain, Draco realized Harry smelled as good as he had that night. Draco’s hands came up and pulled Harry’s head down into a passionate kiss. Draco glanced around quickly and saw the pups’ mound off to the left of him and so rolled with Harry to the right.

“Love you, Harry,” Draco breathed out as he tore his lips away, before he started to earnestly pump his hips between Harry’s splayed legs. Then Draco moved to the spot on Harry’s neck that Harry loved to have bitten, and gently sunk his teeth in. Harry jerked slightly and howled as he came, spurting white gooey seed all over their stomachs. Draco, upon feeling the clenching walls gripping him in their sweet caress, started erratically pumping into Harry before stiffening and releasing a flood of white-hot seed deep into his lover.

They lay together for several minutes while catching their breathe; a deep contentment settling over them, when Draco realized just what that tingling sensation must have been.

He roared, “Harry! How could you?”

…….

Harry jumped away from Draco, curling around his crying pups to protect them from harm. Once Draco saw the wild look in Harry’s eyes, he instantly calmed down, and spoke softly, “Harry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” He paused as Harry relaxed, “Come back here. You need to explain why you did what you did, after we agreed.” Harry crawled back slowly and sank back into Draco’s arms, carrying along his three now silent pups.

For a long time Harry was silent as he gazed lovingly at his and Draco’s pups. He finally whispered, “Just look at them, Dray. They’re so precious. I love them so much, and they already love me. I guess I’m greedy. I love this feeling of being depended on. Loved,” He lifted his head finally and gazed at Draco, “I want a lot of children, Draco. I’m sorry I did what I did. I think my hormones were out of balance because of the birth. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I don’t think it should be a problem. I mean, Mrs. Weasley said you can’t get pregnant as long as you breastfeed, or something like that, so I’m sure you can’t get pregnant right after giving birth.”

Draco let out a deep sigh of relief. He didn’t know if he and Harry could handle the three they had now, let alone three, or more, more. Then he gasped, “Oh god, Harry. You just gave birth and we made love. Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, you didn’t hurt me. Apparently, magical weremice heal more quickly than normal woman. My guess is, while we were sleeping, my magic healed me. ‘Cause, that’s always happened to me. Especially when I was little, and Dudley hurt me,” Draco sighed and lay down, “I’m tired. Wake me, when the pups need me,” he yawned and was soon asleep again.

Draco covered his family up and laid back down to do some heavy thinking. Harry wa out of control when his hormones were raging. Maybe Severus could brew something.

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The babies woke their parents two hours later, with their cries of hunger. Or at least they tried. Draco gently shook Harry, but he wouldn’t wake up. But since he was lying on his side, Draco had an idea. He placed the babies near Harry’s engorged nipples and they instantly attached themselves and started sucking. Once they were done on that side, he gently rolled Harry onto his other side and moved the babies to the new nipples. They sucked until they fell asleep. The two boys’ jaws slackened and they lost their nipples. His daughter kept hanging on. Draco moved the boys back to their ‘bed,’ but everytime he tried to move Gwaenel, she resisted and sucked more, so he left her. As he watched he noticed her sucking occasionally. He finally had an idea and called Dobby.

“Dobby, can you bring me some baby pacifiers?”

Dobby bowed, “Yes, sir.” He soon popped back in, but this time Winky was with him, looking much better and more sober than Draco had ever seen her.

“Master Draco, sir. I’s brought the pacifiers. And Winky. Winky be good with babies, sir. She help care for Harry Potter’s babies.” Winky’s big brown(?) eyes were wider than normal with hopefulness. Draco took the pacifiers and gave one to each of the boys, who readily sucked on them. He finally worked one into Gwaenel’s mouth and pried her off of Harry, and laid her to rest next to her brothers. Then he dressed Harry and himself.

“Winky would’s love to be taking care of Mater Draco and Master Harry’s babies,” Winky said.

“Thank you, Winky. Dobby. Your help would be much appreciated. How much do you get paid?” Draco asked. But when he saw the look in their eyes, he said, “I’ll discuss it with the Headmaster then, and take care of it.”

“Oh, Master Draco, sir, Dumbledore and Snape be’s looking for yous.”

“Thank you for telling me, Dobby. Tell them we’ll be by to see them soon.”

Dobby turned to leave, but then smacked his head on the floor, “Stupid Dobby,” he looked up at Draco, “Dobby is forgetting. Harry Potter’s Weazy is looking for him. Baby Weazy is coming.”

“Oh, Thank you. You may leave. Winky, can you watch the children while Harry and I go for a visit.” Winky nodded happily before moving over to the babies. Draco was finally able to wake Harry. “Harry, you’re about to miss your godson or daughter’s birth, because you wanted to sleep,” Harry jolted awake.

“Let’s go,” when Draco didn’t move right away, “Come on. I don’t want to miss it. Wait. What about the babies?”

“Don’t worry. Winky’s watching over them,” Draco reassured him as he pushed him towards the door. Harry and Draco peeked out the door, and seeing that the coast was clear, they changed into their mouse forms and scampered to the entrance of the infirmary before transforming back, and walking into the room. Just then they heard a screech and a howl.

“RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY. If you ever dare do this to me again without my permission, you will wish Voldemort had killed you. Aggghhh.”

“Boy, she certainly isn’t in a good mood,” They could hear Ron whimpering that he was sorry and would never do anything so stupid again.

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A/N: I hope you weren't too squicked by the birth. Harry was a very bad boy, don't you think. Now it's Hermione's turn. Haha. But don't worry I won't get too graphic with it. Unfortunately the future chapters will go back to being shorter ones.