Soul Bond

“Harry,” Draco whispered to his sleeping husband. When he didn’t stir he tired again. “Harry?” Again no answer. He was out cold. Draco grinned and then reached down and fondled his flaccid cock. In a matter of seconds it grew hard.

“Don’t stop,” Harry whispered.

Draco grinned. “I won’t, love.” Draco reached down and pulled Harry’s pajama bottoms down leaving his throbbing cock bare to his eyes. He licked his lips and smiled in anticipation. He reached lower and stroked he heavy sac knowing that it had been awhile since they had made love. He knew that Harry’s body could not take him now, but Draco could help him in other ways.

He bent down and ran his tongue along the side of his shaft. He then ran his tongue back up the other side. He flicked it across Harry’s weeping head and then took the whole thing deep into his mouth. He slowly sucked as he bobbed his head up and down using his hand to help him along. He continued to fondle the sac feeling it grow tighter with each flick of his tongue.

“Oh god’s, Draco, its been to long,” Harry groaned.

Draco slowed his pace and pulled the cock out of his mouth. He again ran his tongue over the head and then gently nibbled on it. He then took him deeply down his throat until he was buried to his base in Draco’s mouth. Draco firmly squeezed his sac and created a tight suction as he moved his head back and forth over Harry’s engorged member.

“I can’t wait, Draco, I’m going to come!” he cried spilling himself into his husbands mouth. Harry gasped for air as he felt his head start to swim.

Draco swallowed Harry’s thick come as it poured into his mouth. When Harry was finished he licked him clean and then his lips. “You taste so could, Harry,” he whispered to him leaning down to kiss him.

“You made me see stars, Draco,” he said softly.

“Did you enjoy yourself, then?”

“More than you can imagine,” he said. “I wish that I could reciprocate for you, but I’m afraid that I would never be able to bend over to reach you,” he whispered. Harry hated how he felt, and how distorted his body was becoming.

“You only have a few days left, love. Then the real fun begins,” he said with a laugh.

Harry rolled his eyes. At this point he was so tired and miserable he didn’t care if he had to take care of twenty newborns as long as he wasn’t pregnant. “What time is it?”

“Its two. Time to get up and get dressed. Our guests will be here soon,” he said.

“I don’t know how I let you talk you into doing this baby shower.”

“You agreed while I was still pregnant thinking it would distract me. Now its my turn to distract you,” he said grinning.

“Draco, I do not enjoy planning parties or entertaining people. This is all for you and you know it!” he said in disgust.

“Oh Harry! All of your friends will be here as well!”

“That will be great fun! One of my best friends is pregnant and cranky, and my other best friend who has a wife that is about to give birth at any second and is equally as cranky. Nobody feels like going or having a party except you!” he whined.

“Was I this bad at the end?” Draco asked.

Harry snorted. “You were a lot worse!”

“Yeah, but you have Zozo to help with Siri and the baby now. I didn’t have anyone!”

“You also didn’t have Jazzy then either! And I took care of Siri you ingrate!”

Draco took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. Harry was getting crankier by the minute and he didn’t want to fight with him now. “I’m going to go check on the last minute details, love. I’ve laid your clothes out for you in the bathroom. Take a shower, it will relax you.”

“Draco!” Harry called before he could leave the room.

“Yes dear?”

“I can’t get out of this fucking bed on my own!”

Draco bit back a snicker and came back to help. “Oops! I forgot!”

Zozo and Siri sat on the banks of the Malfoy pond. It was actually quite large and might have even qualified as a lake, but the family called it a pond so that is what Zozo would call it. She was enjoying her time here at the manor with this family. Draco had been right, they were very unconventional. She liked it though. She liked that there were no rigid rules to follow, that the days were not structured. She liked how she could spend most of her time with Siri and they just played and enjoyed the day. The weather was getting cold and she knew that their days outside were numbered.

Today they had decided to go to the pond and see if they could catch any fish. Fishing had been something that Siri had done with Harry, but as he was so advanced in his pregnancy, he was unable to do so any longer. Zozo knew that the boy was missing both his sister and his father and was lonely. He had a strained relationship with Draco. They were completely opposite in personalities and they clashed. Siri and Draco were both stubborn and neither would back down. Siri had spent so much of his life with Harry that his personality was much more laid back and he just went with the flow. Draco was too much the son of a pureblood family and had a hard time letting go and relaxing. She knew that both Harry and Siri were working on him but some things were not meant to change.

“Siri, have you ever made mud pies before?”

He looked at her blankly. “Mud pies? What are they?”

“Oh they are the most fantastic fun ever!” She reached down to the muddy bank and took a large scoop of mud in her hand. “You take a scoop of mud and you form it into what ever shape of pie or cake you want. See, sometimes the mud is too wet, so you add a bit of dirt. If the mud is to dry, then add a bit of water. After you get the perfect consistency that you want, you can form it. Once they dry you can just stomp them back into the ground.”

“What do you do with them when they are wet?” he asked, still not really understanding why you would want to make pies out of mud.

Zozo grinned and then tossed her slimy mud pie at Siri’s face. “They make great targets!” she giggled.

Siri’s mouth dropped open in shock and then he quickly closed it as the mud dripped into his open mouth. “You know what this means don’t you, Zozo? War!” he shouted grabbing a handful and throwing it back at her face.

She screamed and jumped up leaning down for more mud as she ran. “I’ll get you, Siri!” she called chasing him.

He laughed and grabbed another handful. “You’re a girl and girls can’t run as fast as boys,” he taunted chasing after her.

“What!” she shrieked turning around to throw another handful and then throw it at him as he tossed another one at her. “I can outrun you on any day of the week!” she shouted.

“Only because I’m a kid. If I was my father I could get you!” he said ducking as a mud patty flew by. “You even throw like a girl!”

For several more minutes they continued to throw mud and taunts at each other until they both collapsed on the lawn in exhaustion. “That was fun, Zozo! Can we do it again?”

She grinned. “Sure. I used to do that with the neighbor kids when I was little. It was so much fun!”

“I don’t think that my father would approve of this game, though.”

“Probably not. He doesn’t like you to get dirty.”

“Dad would laugh and think it was hysterical, though,” he said with a grin.

Zozo smiled. Harry was essentially an over grown child who loved to laugh and joke. He didn’t seem to care if was considered juvenile or not. “Your dad knows how to have fun.”

“You should probably clean us up before we get caught. Father is having his baby shower today, and if he sees us like this we will be busted.”

Zozo nodded. “Alright, fun time is over. I actually promised your father that I would have you clean and presentable at two. It’s about that now so we had better hurry. Oh no!” she cried frantically searching her pockets.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t find my wand!”

“What? Did you drop it somewhere?”

“I must have! Quick, look around! Do you see it anywhere?”

Siri and Zozo frantically looked for a moment with no results. “Come on, we have to try and sneak into the house and get cleaned up. Your father would kill us if he saw us this way!” she said.

This baby shower meant a lot to Draco and she knew he would be livid if Siri showed up looking the way that he did.

The carefully ran to the back door making sure to avoid all the windows. When they came to the patio that entered into the room where the party was being held it got trickier. Guests were already filling the room and it was going to be hard to slip past the French doors without being seen. “Siri, you go first, and I’ll follow after. Stay low and behind the plants if you can.”

Siri nodded and ran for it. He hid behind a rhododendron and then a large azalea. When he was clear she did the same thing. She chanced a glance at the window and saw a pregnant women looking straight at her. She smiled and waved and then turned around. Zozo felt her heart race and prayed whoever it was wouldn’t mention it to Draco.

“Siri, there was a pregnant women waving at me!” she whispered.

“Was she really pregnant?”

Zozo nodded. “Probably as far along as your dad.”

“That was probably Aunt Luna. She won’t rat us out. She’s married to Uncle Ron. That family is used to being sneaky.”

“So she’s a Weasley?”

“Yeah.”

Zozo felt better. She knew that the Weasley’s were surrogate parents to Harry. They would be much more relaxed about things like getting dirty. “Alright, lets go. Sneak up the back stairs and…Siri?” she called. The boy had vanished.

“Siri?” she hissed again trying to find him. She walked around a corner and saw him peaking into the room. “Siri!” she whispered. “Come on, or we’ll get caught!” She reached out to grab him but he was slick and raced behind a chair. “Oh gods, I’ll be sacked!” she whispered watching as he went from chair to chair towards the refreshment table. She saw his muddy little hand reach up and grab a cherry tart and then heard a woman who was standing their scream.

Siri jumped up and hit is shoulder on the table as the women jumped back pulling the tablecloth that attached itself to her purse with her. The punch bowl and ice sculpture along with pastries and other sweets crashed down onto Siri’s muddy head.

The entire room turned as one to the loud crash and the woman’s scream. They saw Siri sitting there with red punch running down his already muddy face. Half the room broke out into laughs, and the other half looked horrified.

“Sirius Draco Potter-Malfoy!” they all heard Draco scream.

Siri took one look at his father and scrambled up and started racing for the door. His feet, however, were wet from the sticky punch and he felt them slide out from under him and he slid across the room right into his father. The impact of the crash sent Draco colliding backwards into Luna and the three of them crashed to the floor.

“Ooh!” she gasped holding onto her belly.

“Sirius!” Draco shouted.

Harry stood in horror watching the scene before him. When Draco, Siri and Luna crashed to the floor he couldn’t help but laugh. The stunned expression on all of their faces was priceless. “Flunky, take a picture,” he called. The house elf had been told to keep the camera going the entire day taking pictures. Draco would kill him when he saw this one, but Harry wanted it for Lilly. She would find humor in this mess.

“Harry Potter! Don’t you dare laugh at this!” Draco hissed when he finally stood up again. He reached down and helped pull Luna to her feet.

Luna leaned over and whispered into his ear. “I am in labor and have been most of the day. I didn’t want to miss your party and I knew that first babies always took awhile. I think you should call Ronald. I don’t think that the baby will wait much longer after that,” she said and promptly fainted.

“God’s Harry! Get your bloody friend!” Draco said scooping her up into his arms and carrying her upstairs. “Siri, find your damn nanny and go to your rooms! I will speak to you later!”

Siri immediately jumped and raced for the stairs. He knew better than to ignore his father when he spoke in that tone.


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