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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
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Dead End
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The trip home was nice for Harry. He was so tired, his body felt like it was surrounded by water. He had spent the last twenty minutes talking baby talk and appriciating the new addition to the family. He didn't have second thoughts anymore after seeing how happy it seemed to make Draco. He was a papa too. He couldn't seem to find a reason to not like that. He smiled as sleep took him again.
Draco continued to hold the baby and smile at him, he was so happy. He had always wanted to be a dad. He was more pumped up when they said it was a boy. He and Harry had spent several hours across timezones coming up with names. Harry had finally suggested he name the boy after his father. Draco was shocked into silence and Harry had been afraid he'd upset him. However, Draco's enthusiasm was multiplied by that idea and that had meant Harry was awarded with some much needed "Stress relief" When they got home that month of the fertilization. Panzy had become a candidate as she had forgiven Draco from all those years ago and they had become great friends.
Though the two often joked infront of Harry that Panzy had been his first and was now carrying his baby. He often got horrible death glares from Harry.
It had even led to several fights to the point of Harry threatening to leave, but he didn't. Draco suprised him with flowers and a nice dinner to patch things up. It took a long time for Harry to feel comfortable about this whole thing again. They both had to get past the excuses that prevented them from being around, they both knew they wanted to be good fathers and that meant being around. Harry had decided that his music career was solid and he'd agreed to stop touring after this next album was promoted, just in time for the new addition to need him home.
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At home things were noisy. Tim being 18 and just newly graduated from highschool, had alot of time on his hands and was, Harry assumed from the noise, trying to start a metal band. The baby needed close watching and Harry was good about taking him to places where he could eat and sleep. Or just talk baby talk. If there was one thing Harry saw in this baby, it was Draco's personality. He was moody, demanding, but cute and hard to argue. Harry had laid him down in a baby bed that was in his studio and left a baby monitors around the house so that they were never a few feet from hearing the little one's fits.
Harry decided that he wanted to finish a promo track he'd been working on. So he clicked some switches and went into the sound proof booth. He could still keep a good eye and baby Lucius, so he wasn't too worried about him. He worked the mic so he was comfortable and used his controls in the booth the lace up the track. He tested his vocals a little and bounced his head to the beat.
"This time I'm gonna make you mine"
He sang, he ignored the bit of dizziness he had been feeling. He'd gotten used to it over the last two years, it had gotten a bit worse, but he figured now that he could be home, it would eventually get better. However, as he continued to sing, this feeling got worse and worse. Before he could even stop himself. His body collapsed and his head slammed into the cold tile of the studio.
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Tim didn't even have time to think of all the things he should do. His friend Chris was there with him and they both were in shock. They'd missed Harry the first two times when they looked for him. Tim had come in because he heard his nephew crying on the baby monitor. He hadn't thought to check the booth, but now he was cursing himself that he hadn't and the small puddle of dried blood that was by Harry's head clearly indicated it had been several hours at best.
He called nine one one, frantic and scared unsure of what to do. He calmed down a little when he'd atleast figured out Harry was still breathing just barely. His body was a light shade of blue. Tim was so scared and he knew he'd have to somehow figure out how to reach Draco who was probably just about to play a game. 'Why did this have to happen?' Tim thought bitterly as he started to dial his brother's cellphone.
"Harry's hurt Drake." Tim said as calmly as he could. "I don't know . He is still breathing, but there was blood. I guess he fainted or someth...I'll ask, listen, I have to go with him now. I'll call you at half time." Tim couldn't imagine what was now in Draco's mind.
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Draco was shaking. He mashed his hair back. He wanted to drop everything and fly home. He knew that wasn't an option. He wanted to make it one though. He sat in silence for a couple of minutes, finishing puting on his equipment. Never in his life had he actually been upset at having to do this, but he was here in miami. He was as far away from Harry as you could get and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.
"Come on, time to g- Are you alright Drake?" Lee asked. Draco looked up as he finished tying his cleats and grabbed his helment. "Yeah Lee, let's go." He sighed hollowly. The young reciever who'd been drafted with him five years ago knew he was lying, but he didn't press his friend for details. It wasn't going to do any good right now anyway, ten minutes from kickoff.
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End 42
A/N: Seriously, you guys rock! Please Review. Look forward to one more chapter before the weekend.
The trip home was nice for Harry. He was so tired, his body felt like it was surrounded by water. He had spent the last twenty minutes talking baby talk and appriciating the new addition to the family. He didn't have second thoughts anymore after seeing how happy it seemed to make Draco. He was a papa too. He couldn't seem to find a reason to not like that. He smiled as sleep took him again.
Draco continued to hold the baby and smile at him, he was so happy. He had always wanted to be a dad. He was more pumped up when they said it was a boy. He and Harry had spent several hours across timezones coming up with names. Harry had finally suggested he name the boy after his father. Draco was shocked into silence and Harry had been afraid he'd upset him. However, Draco's enthusiasm was multiplied by that idea and that had meant Harry was awarded with some much needed "Stress relief" When they got home that month of the fertilization. Panzy had become a candidate as she had forgiven Draco from all those years ago and they had become great friends.
Though the two often joked infront of Harry that Panzy had been his first and was now carrying his baby. He often got horrible death glares from Harry.
It had even led to several fights to the point of Harry threatening to leave, but he didn't. Draco suprised him with flowers and a nice dinner to patch things up. It took a long time for Harry to feel comfortable about this whole thing again. They both had to get past the excuses that prevented them from being around, they both knew they wanted to be good fathers and that meant being around. Harry had decided that his music career was solid and he'd agreed to stop touring after this next album was promoted, just in time for the new addition to need him home.
~~~~~
At home things were noisy. Tim being 18 and just newly graduated from highschool, had alot of time on his hands and was, Harry assumed from the noise, trying to start a metal band. The baby needed close watching and Harry was good about taking him to places where he could eat and sleep. Or just talk baby talk. If there was one thing Harry saw in this baby, it was Draco's personality. He was moody, demanding, but cute and hard to argue. Harry had laid him down in a baby bed that was in his studio and left a baby monitors around the house so that they were never a few feet from hearing the little one's fits.
Harry decided that he wanted to finish a promo track he'd been working on. So he clicked some switches and went into the sound proof booth. He could still keep a good eye and baby Lucius, so he wasn't too worried about him. He worked the mic so he was comfortable and used his controls in the booth the lace up the track. He tested his vocals a little and bounced his head to the beat.
"This time I'm gonna make you mine"
He sang, he ignored the bit of dizziness he had been feeling. He'd gotten used to it over the last two years, it had gotten a bit worse, but he figured now that he could be home, it would eventually get better. However, as he continued to sing, this feeling got worse and worse. Before he could even stop himself. His body collapsed and his head slammed into the cold tile of the studio.
~~~~~
Tim didn't even have time to think of all the things he should do. His friend Chris was there with him and they both were in shock. They'd missed Harry the first two times when they looked for him. Tim had come in because he heard his nephew crying on the baby monitor. He hadn't thought to check the booth, but now he was cursing himself that he hadn't and the small puddle of dried blood that was by Harry's head clearly indicated it had been several hours at best.
He called nine one one, frantic and scared unsure of what to do. He calmed down a little when he'd atleast figured out Harry was still breathing just barely. His body was a light shade of blue. Tim was so scared and he knew he'd have to somehow figure out how to reach Draco who was probably just about to play a game. 'Why did this have to happen?' Tim thought bitterly as he started to dial his brother's cellphone.
"Harry's hurt Drake." Tim said as calmly as he could. "I don't know . He is still breathing, but there was blood. I guess he fainted or someth...I'll ask, listen, I have to go with him now. I'll call you at half time." Tim couldn't imagine what was now in Draco's mind.
~~~~
Draco was shaking. He mashed his hair back. He wanted to drop everything and fly home. He knew that wasn't an option. He wanted to make it one though. He sat in silence for a couple of minutes, finishing puting on his equipment. Never in his life had he actually been upset at having to do this, but he was here in miami. He was as far away from Harry as you could get and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.
"Come on, time to g- Are you alright Drake?" Lee asked. Draco looked up as he finished tying his cleats and grabbed his helment. "Yeah Lee, let's go." He sighed hollowly. The young reciever who'd been drafted with him five years ago knew he was lying, but he didn't press his friend for details. It wasn't going to do any good right now anyway, ten minutes from kickoff.
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End 42
A/N: Seriously, you guys rock! Please Review. Look forward to one more chapter before the weekend.