Magical Mesh

Magical Mesh

Chapter 5

Two months later

“Harry? Are you alright?” asked Hermione, seeing her friend turn slightly green. She and Harry were eating breakfast in the Great Hall when Harry suddenly pushed his plate away and quickly stood. She saw Draco glance their way and start towards them when he noticed Harry’s erratic behavior.

Harry frantically shook his head and took off running. When Draco tried to stop him at the doorway, Harry just impatiently pushed him aside and kept running. He barely made it to the loo before he lost the contents of his stomach, retching violently.

Harry finally stopped retching and walked to the sink to splash water onto his clammy face and rinse out his mouth. Still feeling wretched, he cast a cleaning spell and a mouth-refreshing spell. As he started towards the door, Draco and Hermione rushed into the bathroom.

“Harry, what’s wrong? Are you sick? Do you need to see Madame Pomphrey?” asked Draco worriedly.

Draco didn’t bother to give Harry the chance to answer. He saw how pale Harry’s face still was and rushed him to the infirmary. Calling for Madame Pomphrey, Draco pushed Harry onto one of the hospital beds despite Harry’s protests.

“What is it, Mr. Malfoy?” she asked impatiently, hurrying into the room.

“Harry’s sick. You need to find out what’s wrong,” said Draco.

“Harry, how often have you been sick?” she asked calmly.

“I’ve been getting sick at least once a day for the last week, but other than that, I’ve been fine,” said Harry quietly, shifting nervously on the bed.

“Hmmm,” she hummed, pushing Harry down to lie on the bed. She ran her wand slowly down the length of Harry’s body, pausing briefly over his abdomen. As the wand passed over his stomach, a pale green light flared. Completing her tests, she pulled Harry back into a seated position. “Well, Mr. Potter, you aren’t sick.”

“Yes, he is. I just walked in on him vomiting. That qualifies as being sick,” said Draco indignantly.

“Harry, you aren’t sick. You are about two months pregnant, and judging by the colour, I would say twins,” said Poppy, glaring at Draco for the interruption.

“Pregnant?!” said Harry and Draco in unison. When Poppy just nodded in the affirmative, Draco blacked out completely, falling onto the floor in a dead faint.

*****

Hermione walked into the infirmary and stopped in surprise. She saw Harry and Madame Pomphrey talking quietly together, but the shocking part was Draco lying motionless on the floor. She was surprised that Harry and Pomphrey both had just left him to lie in the floor like that.

“Harry, why is Draco on the floor?” she asked hesitantly.

“He fainted when Poppy told me I was pregnant,” he said nonchalantly.

“Pregnant?” she asked, collapsing on the nearest bed weakly.

“Two months. I didn’t realize wizards could get pregnant by natural means, but Poppy said it might have something to do with my elemental magic. Of course, it could also be thanks to Lucius and Draco’s veela magic. Who knows?” said Harry, shrugging carelessly.

“You’re taking this awful well,” said Hermione, studying her friend intensely. He just shrugged again and turned to stare out the window.

“For some reason, I don’t think it’s really sunk in yet,” whispered Poppy, standing close to Hermione. “Draco immediately fainted.”

“Do you know what kind of gestation period he can expect?” asked Hermione, curious as ever.

“Anywhere between six to nine months. I just don’t know with the varied blood lines,” said Poppy.

“Is he free to go?” asked Hermione, glancing at her friend furtively.

“Yes, he’s perfectly fine, and I’ve already given him several pamphlets on what to expect over the next few months,” said Poppy, walking over to Draco. “Enervate.”

Draco jerked awake, looking around quickly to ascertain his surroundings, and saw Harry sitting on a hospital bed staring out the window. He sat up groaning, sore from hitting the floor so hard, and finally noticed Hermione.

“Are you okay, Draco?” she asked, staring at the blonde worriedly.

“Just sore. The infirmary floor is not the best place to land during a fainting spell,” said Draco dryly. He noticed that Harry hadn’t moved and glanced towards Hermione. Seeing the concern on her face, he quickly stood up and walked to his mate. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Harry finally looked away from the window and turned towards Draco. “Are you angry?”

“What? Why would I be angry?” asked Draco anxiously.

“Gee, Draco, I don’t know. Maybe at the news that your mate is pregnant at 17 and that you’ll have to help deal with that?” asked Harry sarcastically. “I didn’t even know wizards could get pregnant, so it’s not like you’re the only one shocked about this.”

“Come on, Harry. I’ll send a note to Father and have him meet us in our room. We’ll all talk about this, okay?” said Draco, trying to reassure his distressed mate. Harry just nodded and allowed Draco to lead him out of the hospital wing. Draco looked back at Hermione and asked, “Can you send word to my father, Granger?”

Hermione nodded and ran from the room in search of Lucius.

*****

“What’s wrong? Where’s Harry?” asked Lucius, stalking into the room swiftly. “All that Granger girl would tell me was that you and Harry needed my presence immediately.”

“He’s waiting in our room,” said Draco, leading Lucius into the bedroom.

Lucius saw Harry sitting in the center of the bed with his knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth silently. He immediately rushed over to his mate and pulled the brunette into his arms, kissing him softly on the forehead.

“Harry, what’s wrong?” he asked apprehensively.

“I’m pregnant,” said Harry quietly, tensing with the fear that both Malfoys would leave him over this. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this could happen.”

“Harry,” said Lucius, tilting Harry’s head up to look in his eyes. “There is no reason for you to apologize. No, the pregnancy wasn’t planned, but I, for one, am very happy about the news. I always wanted more children anyway. Just tell me how you feel about this.”

“Terrified,” said Harry softly. “And amazed. I never really thought I’d live long enough to have children of my own, and when I bonded with you two, I assumed they were out of the question. I don’t think Draco’s too happy about the news, though.”

“Hey! I was just surprised,” said Draco indignantly. “I knew about male pregnancies, but we hadn’t used any spells or potions, and natural male pregnancies are really rare.”

“Don’t you even care who the other father is?” asked Harry tentatively, speaking his inner fear aloud.

“You’re the babies mother. That’s really all that matters at this point. We’ll probably do a paternity test to make sure, and then next time, the other can make sure to father the child,” said Lucius, watching Draco nod in agreement. “How far along are you?”

“Two months,” said Harry, relaxing with Lucius and Draco’s constant reassurances.

“We can find out now, if you like. We can also find out the sex of the baby,” said Lucius eagerly.

“You really do want the baby, don’t you?” asked Harry, laughing when Lucius nodded vigorously. “Let’s go back then.”

*****

Harry was once again seated on the hospital bed awaiting results from Madame Pomphrey. This time, though, he had both Draco and Lucius sitting beside for support.

“Harry, you are a constant source of surprise. Not only do manage to pregnant naturally, but you’re carrying twins, sort of,” said Madame Pomphrey.

“What do you mean, sort of?” asked Harry anxiously.

“Well, there are two babies in there, but they’re not really twins. The little girl is Lucius’, and the little boy is Draco’s. You managed to get pregnant by two separate men within a twenty-four hour period,” said Madame Pomphrey, with an uncharacteristic blush.

“I have a daughter?” asked Lucius, staring at Harry with awe.

“I have a son?” asked Draco at the same time. He fainted once again.

“He’s getting as bad as Ron, fainting over every single thing like that,” said Harry teasingly. He looked at the amazed look on Lucius’ face and crawled in his lap. “I take it your really pleased with the news?”

Lucius just nodded absently, pressing his hand over Harry’s stomach. He lifted Harry off his lap and laid him down on the bed. Crawling onto the bed with his mate, Lucius placed his head on the tiny curve and said, “Hey little one. I’m your father, and I can’t wait to see you my precious daughter. I can’t wait to see you, either, my little grandson.”

“That’s just weird, you know,” said Harry, laughing at Lucius’ antics.

“What can I say? We’ve always been special,” said Lucius, scooting up to kiss Harry gently on the lips.

“If that’s the way you want to term it, go right ahead,” said Harry, wrapping his arms around Lucius’ neck.

Lucius raised his wand and spelled their clothes off, too impatient to do it manually. Rolling Harry beneath him, Lucius thrust his tongue into Harry’s warm mouth and kissed him deeply. He broke the kiss only long enough to mutter a lubrication spell and quickly thrust a finger into Harry’s puckered entrance.

Harry moaned as the finger pressed in to hit his sweet spot. He widened his legs and thrust against the invading digit, moaning into Lucius’ mouth. He threw his head back with a keening wail when Lucius added the second and third finger, thrusting and twisting them rapidly. Harry mewled in protest when Lucius removed his fingers, but he gave a short scream, waking the unconscious Draco in the process, when Lucius buried his rigid shaft into the hole with one forceful thrust.

Draco got to his feet unsteadily. He groaned at the first thing he really saw. Harry had his legs wrapped around Lucius’ waist, thrusting up to meet every downward thrust Lucius gave. He moved to the bed quickly and turned Harry’s face towards him, crushing their lips together and devouring the sweet depths.

Lucius thrust twice more and moaned Harry’s name, spilling his seed into his beloved mate. He pulled out reluctantly and took Draco’s place, kissing Harry just as thoroughly. Draco just cast a lubrication charm, slicked up his aching cock, and thrust inside the relaxed hole.

Harry wailed into Lucius’ mouth, wrapping his legs around Draco, and reached down to fist his aching cock. Lucius broke the kiss and knocked Harry’s hand away. Lucius swallowed his mate’s cock down to the base, swallowing convulsively around the head, and pulled up slowly, sucking strongly and licking furiously.

Draco set a fast, demanding pace, making sure to hit Harry’s prostate with every thrust. He delighted in Harry’s screams and choked whimpers. He especially loved Harry’s wailed pleas for “more…faster…harder…just fuck me, Draco…please.” He could do nothing but give into the pleas.

Lucius reached down to Harry’s ball sac, caressing teasingly, before moving just a little lower. He pressed firmly on the external area of Harry’s prostate and swallowed the brunette’s cock once more. Harry gave a wailing moan and came hard, shooting his seed down Lucius’ throat.

Harry’s release pushed Draco over the edge. He thrust through the constricting channel twice more and called out Harry’s name, releasing his seed into his mate’s body. He pulled out gently and fell to Harry’s side, panting harshly. He pulled Harry close and fell quickly asleep. Harry just sighed in contentment and smiled when Lucius settled beside him, and they fell asleep peacefully.

*****

Five months later

“I hate you both. Don’t ever touch me again,” screamed Harry as another contraction gripped his body.

“Now, love, you know you don’t mean that,” said Lucius soothingly.

“Don’t patronize me, you bastard,” shouted Harry, waving a hand and freezing the blonde’s pants.

Lucius hissed as the coldness pressed against his sensitive flesh and apparated from the room. He was back moments later, soaking wet but thawed out, and flared at the brunette. “So much for not wanting to damage your property.”

“That was before you got me in this condition,” panted Harry, trying to breath through the pain. “Where is that bloody nurse?”

“Now, Mr. Potter, there is no need to be rude,” said the nurse cheerfully, ignoring the vicious growl that came from Harry. “You’re coming along nicely. It’s time for those babies to arrive. Mr. Malfoy, you’ll need to wait outside.”

“But-“ protested Lucius, but the nurse just pointed firmly to the door. Lucius reluctantly left the room. He had only been waiting ten minutes when Draco rushed into the room, looking frantic.

“Where is he? Is he alright?” he asked anxiously.

“He’s delivering now. They wouldn’t let me stay with him,” said Lucius unhappily.

“Why are you soaking wet?” asked Draco, staring at Lucius’ sopping clothes curiously.

“Harry,” said Lucius, leaving the rest to Draco’s imagination.

“No happy, was he?” asked Draco, smirking a little.

Lucius just glared at Draco. He began pacing across the floor, too anxious to stay still for long. Draco soon joined in the pacing. It wasn’t long, though, before others began to arrive. Hermione, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, and Remus. The waiting room was bursting with people.

Two hours after Remus had arrived, the nurse came out and motioned for the Malfoys to follow her. They walked into the room and saw Harry lying asleep on the bed and two cradles beside the bed. Lucius and Draco walked slowly towards the cradles, and their hearts just melted.

Lucius picked up his gorgeous little girl, staring at her in awe. She had pale blonde hair, but her face was all Harry. He smiled when she opened her eyes because her eyes were already a vivid shade of green. Not quite the same colour as Harry’s, though. Her eyes seemed to have swirls of silver around the pupil.

Draco picked up his son and smiled softly. His little boy had Harry’s messy black hair and looked just like him. His eyes, however, were pure Malfoy. They were the same shade of grey Draco and Lucius possessed for their eye colour.

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” asked Harry sleepily from the bed.

“Of course, they are. They look just like you,” said Draco teasingly.

“Yeah, I noticed that,” said Harry, smiling happily. “All I have to say is if we ever have anymore, they’ll be Potters. Can’t let my name die out completely, you know.”

“Deal,” said Draco and Lucius together, cuddling their newborns close.

*****

Two years later

“Lucius, here’s Arianna’s jumper. You left it in the garden,” said Harry, handing the jumper over to the blonde.

“I didn’t leave it. She took it off and ran into the house. I was more worried about catching her than about a jumper,” said Lucius, putting the jumper back on the little girl.

“Want Ai’en,” said Arianna, struggling away from Lucius. She saw Harry and immediately held out her arms. “Mummy.”

“Where is Aiden, anyway?” asked Harry, lifting Arianna into his arms.

“With Draco. They went to see the horses,” said Lucius, collapsing onto the couch weakly.

“Horsies, mummy,” cried Arianna, clapping her hands delightedly.

Harry took Arianna down to the stables, looking for Aiden and Draco. Arianna cooed to every horse they passed, causing Harry to smile at her antics. They found Draco and Aiden in the last stall. Draco had Aiden sitting on the back of a colt, trying to teach him the basics of horseback riding.

“Don’t you think he’s a little young for that?” asked Harry from behind them.

“No, the sooner they learn, the better they’ll get with time,” said Draco, smirking at Harry and smiling at Arianna. “Hey, Ari, you wanna come to Uncle Dray?”

Arianna giggled happily and held her arms out to Draco. Aiden saw Harry, and like Arianna had, held his arms out and demanded for his ‘Mummy’ to get him. Harry just smiled and pulled the little boy off of the colt and into his arms.

“Did you have fun with daddy, Aiden?” asked Harry, cuddling the boy close.

“Yes, mummy,” he said excitedly. “We ride horsies.”

“So why did you come looking for us?” asked Draco curiously.

“I need to talk to you and Lucius, but it can wait until Arianna and Aiden are asleep,” said Harry casually. “Come on, it’s time for dinner.”

*****

“Okay, the children are asleep. What did you need to talk to us about?” asked Lucius, pulling Harry into a hug.

“I went to see Madame Pomphrey today because I haven’t felt well for the last week,” said Harry tentatively. “I hope you don’t mind a large family because I’m pregnant. Not only that, though. She did a paternity test and the twins are like Arianna and Aiden except their both girls.”

“We’re having another baby?” asked Draco. Harry nodded and Draco fainted.

“He really needs to stop doing that,” said Harry irritably. “What do you think, Lucius?”

“I think life is just perfect,” said Lucius, gently kissing his mate’s lips.


The End