How Life Can Be

Title:What Life Could Be
Author: Jih Pun (Amanda)
Rating: R – NC 17
Warnings: This is slash (boyXboy), dirty words, sex, sexual situations, hurt/comfort,
Mpreg, and drama, and some fluffy stuff.
Disclaimer: I know this is shocking but I don’t own Harry Potter…just my story line and
Plot and anything new I come up with. J.K. Rowling is so lucky!

Chapter 5

Harry told Draco to get changed into one of the hospital gowns so they could start the tests as soon as possible. Draco was immediately worried. He had bruises, still, around his wrists where Bradley had held them down. He didn’t want anyone to see at all.

“Do I have to put one of those ghastly things on?” He asked Harry.

“I wouldn’t have told you if you didn’t have to. Besides, what’s the big deal? Every patient in here has to do it.”

“They’re...uh...they’re just a bit drafty and they make me feel exposed is all.”

Harry let out a laugh, “I won’t look...I promise!”

Draco went behind a curtain and stripped down to his naked self and put the gown on. When he came out he looked like a virgin on her wedding night; nervous, withdrawn, and trying to shrink away to nothing.

Harry was gathering papers to get ready and without even looking up he spoke to Draco, “If you could please have a seat on that table we’ll get started.”

Draco did what he was told and hopped up onto the table and shivered when his backside met with the cold surface. Harry walked over to him and stood in front of him.

“I’ll also be asking you questions as well, but first I’m going to check your blood pressure, heart rate, things like that.”

“Okay...” Draco said it as if he were unsure.

“Can you hand me your arm?” Harry asked and Draco complied. Harry noticed the bruises but said nothing, “Thank you.” Harry put the blood pressure cuff on Draco’s upper arm and began to pump air into it. Draco was sore all over and the pressure the cuff made was uncomfortable to say the least. But Draco hid his pain so Harry wouldn’t notice.

“Blood pressure looks great. Hand me your wrist, please.” Again, Draco complied. Harry grabbed his wrist delicately, not wanting to disturb the bruising. He placed two fingers over the pulse point right below the thumb. Draco’s heart skipped a beat when Harry touched him and he felt like his skin was on fire.

“Heart rate looks good, as well.” Harry turned around and got the instrument used to check inside the nose, hears, and mouth. “Open your mouth and say ‘ahh’...good...your tonsils look pretty big...have they caused you any pain recently?”

“Doctor, I work with children...whatever they get, I get. I believe I got streptococcus four times last year.” Draco was telling the truth and they were a bit sore...but he didn’t have strep throat. His tonsils were sore and swollen because of Bradley. But he chose to keep that bit of information to himself.

“You might want to think about having them removed. They are just a breeding ground for bacteria and if you have multiple bouts with strep a year, you could develop an atypical bacterial infection, which means penicillin won’t work. This makes the treatment longer and you’d need a stronger antibiotic. Without the tonsils, you can still get strep, but it would be far more difficult.” Harry grabbed Draco’s chin and tilted his head to the side to peek in one of his ears, “Ears look good...lets check your nose...tilt your head back slightly.” Harry looked in Draco’s nose and found everything to look fine.

“Now I’ll need to lie down for me.”

“What?” Draco squeaked out. He wasn’t expecting Harry to say that.

“I just need to check a few things.”

Draco lay down slowly and placed his arms underneath his head.

“Tell me if anything hurts all right?” Harry asked while rolling up his sleeves; waiting for Draco to respond. Harry pressed on the left side of Draco’s lower abdomen and noticed a slight wince from Draco, “Did that hurt?”

“...Only a little...one of my clients head-butted me there...”

Harry moved to the right side of Draco’s abdomen and pressed there, again, he saw Draco wince slightly. This time he chose not to say anything. His gut told him Draco wasn’t telling the truth.

“All right, you can sit back up. I noticed the injuries on your face, Draco. How did you get them, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“One of the children I work with was having a sensory overload meltdown. He was thrashing about and displaying multiple self-injurious behaviors. I intervened; putting him in as good a body lock I could to stop the behavior. He put up quite a fight for child his age.” Draco tried to sound as convincing as he could. He had gone through several situations like that at his work to sound like he was telling the truth.

“I didn’t realize how hands-on your job was. Now is the part where I get to ask you all sorts of embarrassing questions and depending on your answers will determine what we do next. This is everyone’s least favorite part. You ready?” Harry grabbed his clipboard and thumbed through a few pages.

“Yeah.” Draco didn’t really want to answer anything, but this was for his mother, so he’d do it.

“All right then, have you had a physical in the last year?”

“No.”

“Do you have any pains that you get frequently?”

“It depends on what kind of day I’ve had at work.” Draco smiled, “But no, not really. I’ll have occasional abdominal pains. I’ve had them since I was 15.”

Harry scribbled something down, “Do you smoke?”

“No.”

“Do you drink alcoholic beverages?”

“Wine on occasion.”

“Do you do any type of contraband drug?”

“No.”

“Are you sexually active?”

“Yes.”

“Do you or have you ever participated in anal penetration?”

“Yes.” Draco was starting to understand why patients hated this part, but he kept his composure as calm and collective as possible.

“Do you or have you ever participated in oral sex?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever been treated for a sexually transmitted disease?”

“No.”

“Have you ever been tested for a sexually transmitted disease?”

“No.”

“Have you ever been pregnant?...Wait...this doesn’t even apply to you I’m assuming?”

Draco blushed a brilliant shade of red, “Actually, I am able to become pregnant, due to my blood lines.”

“Well, then...have you ever been pregnant?”

“...yes...one year ago. It ended in miscarriage three and half weeks into term.” Draco had never told anyone this information other than Bradley, since the baby was his in the first place. Draco’s body couldn’t endure the stress of carrying a child during that time. He had not taken any stabilizing potions or prenatal potions before the conception, so the baby would never have had a chance.

“What other blood lines do you have?”

“I have Veela blood from my mother’s side of the family and Elfin from my father’s side of the family. They both enable me to become pregnant.”

“Well, we’re finished with the questioning. Now, since you’re sexually active and never been tested for any STD, I’m going to test you today. I also want you to have a physical since you’ve not had one this year. Is that all right with you?”

“Sure...might as well since I’m here.”

“Then you sit right here and I’ll be back.” Harry got up and left the room.

Draco had never, ever had a physical before and he wondered what they did for that. Before he knew it, Harry had come back with some things in his hands and sat down on a rolley stool in front of Draco.

First he held up a cup, “I’ll need a urine sample in this one.”

“You mean I have to...you know...in that?” Draco couldn’t believe it and grumbled when Harry shook his head yes.

Draco snatched it out of his hand, “Fine...where’s the loo?”

“Out the door and to the left.”

Draco felt so embarrassed. You weren’t supposed to do stuff like this...wasn’t it unsanitary? How can they say ‘pee in the cup’ when you don’t have to go? Draco managed to do it and went back to the room in no time and handed his sample to Harry.

“Thank you. Now, I’m going to have to draw some blood. Give me your arm please.” Harry asked while putting on a fresh pair of gloves. Draco complied and eyed him carefully. Harry put he latex turnicate on his upper arm, “Now, make a fist for me...great...now this will sting a little bit. If you are squeamish, then I suggest you close your eyes or look away. Are you ready?”

“Yes...” Draco replied, but right after he said it, he felt the stick in his arm, “Ouch! That didn’t hurt so badly.”

Harry chuckled, “Okay, you can relax your fist.” The blood filled the tube, so Harry got a cotton ball and placed it over the area in which the needle had gone into the skin and pulled the needle out. “Hold the cotton ball over that.”

Harry put the stopper in the tube and threw away the needle, his gloves, and the turnicate.

“Are we done now?” Draco didn’t feel like being poked and prodded anymore.

“Not quite...we still have your physical. I only need to do one thing for that and then you’ll be finished.”

“Okay then. Let’s get this over with.”

Harry put on another pair of gloves. Draco noticed a faint blush on his cheeks this time, “I’ll need you to take off the gown and bend over the bed, resting on your elbows.”

“I have to what? Why do I need to do that!”

“I need to check...you know...Please Draco, just do this last thing and it will be over.”

Draco reluctantly pulled off the gown. Harry couldn’t help but stare...even with bruises marring his body in some places, Draco was absolutely beautiful. He was slim with a feminine physique. He had muscles, not huge bulky muscles, but muscles that told you he was in shape. His eyes wondered south for a moment, and he thought he was about to lose it. Draco was half hard and trying to hide his body. He looked so innocent. Harry regained his composure, cleared his throat, and coated his finger with a lubricant. “All right, now bend over please.”

Draco bent over and it seemed that the more he did, the hotter his face became.

“You’ll feel a slight pressure...that will be my finger. I will be checking your prostate. Are you ready?”

“Yes...” Then Draco felt the pressure and immediately tensed.

“Relax, Draco...I’m not going to hurt you.” Harry pushed his finger inside Draco slowly. Harry had done exams like this a million times, but none of them had felt like this before.

Draco relaxed a little and Harry, feeling this, pulled his finger out a little and pushed back in. Draco couldn’t take it anymore, and let out a low, throaty moan. He could feel Harry moving his finger around inside of him and it just felt so good...only causing him to become painfully aroused. He wanted to touch himself, but he was in a doctor’s office for heaven’s sake!

Harry, also, was losing his battle with control. Harry was as professional as they came, but Draco had him completely undone at the seams. He couldn’t stop himself. He leaned over Draco as to make them chest to back. His other hand reaching for the other man’s hair; moving it out of the way of his ear. Harry slowly, and lightly, licked Draco’s ear; tracing the shell with his tongue and gently nibbling the lobe. Draco let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and moaned a little mousy gasp.

“Draco...do you know how beautiful you are?” Harry whispered into his ear, not really needing a reply, but was surprised when Draco turned his head and planted a sweet, delicate kiss on his lips. Harry took this as a sign that things could move a little more forward. “I want you get on top the table on your back...can you do that for me?”

Draco nodded and Harry slipped his finger from Draco’s warm body, watching the man with hunger in his eyes while he took off his gloves. Draco got on top and on his back and looked at Harry. Harry noticed that Draco’s face was pink and a thin sheet of sweat covered his pale forehead. But Harry barely left him there before he had attacked Draco’s mouth in a gentle, yet dominating kiss. Draco couldn’t have asked for more in a kiss; there was just enough tongue, teasing, and playing for him to beg for more.

“H...Harry?” Draco asked uncertainly when they broke apart for air, as if speaking would wake him from this dream.

“Hmm?”

Draco grabbed Harry’s had and guided it back to his entrance, where he longed for Harry’s fingers to be once more. Taking the subtle hint, Harry pushed one finger back inside and went back to kissing the blonde. Draco couldn’t take it anymore; one hand buried itself in Harry’s sea of hair, while the other hand went strait to his weeping member. Harry seemed to notice the movement and pulled back.

He brushed Draco’s hand away, “No...let me...” Harry leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on the tip of Draco’s erection, licking up a bead of pre-cum. Draco was making little moaning sounds and Harry took this as encouragement and moved his mouth over Draco’s entire length. He drew his head up, swirling his tongue over the head. He could feel how close Draco was and felt inside of him for that special spot. Once he knew he had found it, he swallowed Draco’s member, fully, and hummed. That was all it took for Draco. With a strangled cry, Draco came in Harry’s mouth. The look on Draco’s face was angelic and the taste of him was even better. While Harry was licking up every drop of Draco, he imagined how Draco would feel if he were truly inside of him, making sweet love to him. And then Harry was beyond the point of no return. He shuddered, releasing himself. He let go Draco slip out of him with a soft ‘pop’ and slowly pulled his finger out. He moved up and gave him as small kiss on the forehead.

Draco seemed to suddenly snap out it and sat upright, trying to cover himself, “Harry...I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have done that! I have a boyfriend and I love him. How could I have done this to him?” Draco had started to cry.

Harry didn’t know what was going on, “Draco...don’t apologize...it was my fault...I’m the one who should be sorry. I didn’t know you were with anyone. Please, I’m sorry...”

Draco looked at him, “This can’t happen again. I’m here for my father and mother...only. I have no intentions of getting involved in this world again.”

“All right...Tomorrow...Tomorrow this will have never happened.” Harry gathered his things and quickly left the room, leaving a confused Draco sitting on the table.

Draco put his clothes back on, but all he could think of was what had happened. How could he have let this happen? He loved Bradley very much. How could he hurt him like this? Draco could only hope that he would never find out. Drying the tears from his face, Draco got up and went to find his mother’s room. It took him about five minutes to walk there. He noticed his father was still away, so he walked into her room.

“Hello...Mum...”

Author’s Note: How was this one? I could barely contain myself in this chapter. I’m ready, myself, to see them get together! Thanks for the reviews you guys. It really makes me feel good to know that someone appreciates what I write.