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Chapter 6
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 6
Draco looked and saw his mother resting peacefully. He took a seat beside her bedside and grabbed her hand.
“Oh, mum...there’s so much I want to tell you...so much has happened since I left this place. You would never guess in a million years what I do now. I actually have a muggle job and I live in a muggle flat. I bet you never expected that...” Draco smiled and a single tear slid down his cheek. Draco felt that being back in this world was making him feel like an emotional wreck. He dried his cheek and looked at his mother. He noticed that, although she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, she had aged so much. But maybe, Draco thought, it was because of her illness. He wasn’t quite sure if it was just time alone.
“Mum...I can’t wait until you get better because there’s someone I want you to meet...I’ve told Father about him all ready...His name is Bradley and he loves me a lot...You might even become a grandmother quite soon. We’re hoping to start a family...You know...when I was in school I never would have dreamed of becoming a parent!...But anyways, I wish you would have told me you were sick. I would have come back...” Draco looked at his watch and saw it was getting late. He wanted to get done with some of his work so he retrieved his briefcase from his pocket, used his wand, and returned it to normal size.
There was a small round table in his mother’s hospital room so he could at least be comfortable as he did his work. He didn’t realize how much work he had to catch up on until he opened his briefcase...it was as if the paperwork jumped out at him. Draco knew it was because they had too many clients and not enough therapists, but Draco didn’t have the heart to turn away any child. He was angry with himself for being so involved with this job, but the happiness he felt when he helped them made it equal he guessed. This job was one of the first stable things in his life when he went to live among the muggles. Draco hated to admit it, but he had gotten quite comfortable living there. He had neighbors that he could have dinner parties and he had made it to the top of a business all on his own, using hard work and dedication. Draco hated the circumstances of which had caused him to flee the Wizarding world, but it was bittersweet. He hadn’t spoken to many people of the reasoning behind leaving the world he grew up in; only his mother, father, Snape, some members of the Order, and Bradley. He hated just thinking about it though. That was one reason why he liked to stay so busy...it kept his mind off things.
Draco had so many charts to update and programs to tweak. He thought he had updated some of these things earlier, but looking at them, he guessed not.
‘Why is it that every time I do this, I get so tired...’ He thought to himself. It was like being wide awake until you do that one thing you’re not looking forward to and you feel completely dead. He thought he’d lay his down for just a second. It had been exhausting...besides, he could do this tomorrow. He had too much to think about if he stayed awake anyways. Laying his head down, Draco wondered what he was going to do, and drifted to sleep with dreams of a certain doctor doing unspeakable things.
Harry grabbed his clipboard on the door of Mrs. Malfoy and walked inside. Mrs. Malfoy was sleeping as she had been for the past couple of months. To his left he saw Draco leaned over the table, asleep, with papers scattered around.
Harry felt very embarrassed about the day before. It was very unprofessional and he was just plain ashamed. It wasn’t like he did this to every attractive patient, just to Draco. Something about the blonde made Harry’s resolve absolutely crumble like dried bread. He should have taken things slower, and definitely asked if he was seeing anyone. Now, because of his Griffindor recklessness, he had made Draco feel like he had done something wrong. He figured he would let Draco stew for a few days to get over what had happened, but still remain extra professional because his mother was his patient. He did need to speak to Draco because something came back abnormal from his tests from the day before as well. So, technically, Draco was his patient as well.
Harry checked Mrs. Malfoy’s vitals and drew some blood to make sure nothing has changed. He looked back at Draco.
‘This must be so hard on him...to have a parent in the hospital. I remember when Author was hurt, it devastated me...and he wasn’t even my father.’
Harry made a few notes in her file stating that everything was looking stable. He turned away from her, and tripping over his own feet, fell to his hands and knees. His clipboard broke and papers went all over the place.
“Shit...” Harry swore in a whispered voice. “I can’t deal with this today.”
“Do you always swear in front of your patients? Or am I just extra special?” a silky voice full of amusement and sarcasm said from behind Harry.
“You’re just my special patient today, Mr. Malfoy.” Harry began gathering the scattered papers.
“I know...here, let me help...” Draco knelt down as well and began to help. “Listen...about yesterday...” Draco began, but was cut off my Harry.
“It was completely my fault...It was very unprofessional and it won’t happen again. You are my patient as is your mother...and that comes first and foremost. I apologize...But I do like talking to you as a real person...not like when we were children. Friends?” Harry’s eyes were full of hope. He meant every word.
“Sure...since you’ve been so good to my mother, I might as well learn about the man that my father admires so much. And I’m sorry as well and I should have told you I was seeing someone. And thanks for yesterday...lunch...it was nice of you.” Draco really did a good time. There were not many times that Draco and his friends from school would go out to eat. They usually just got their kicks from other peoples feelings.
Harry finished gathering the last bit of paper, “Well, would you like to go out this afternoon to lunch? I have a few patients to tend to this morning and I’ll be checking up on your mother throughout that time. Besides, I have something go over with you about your test results.”
Draco didn’t really know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, “Good or bad?”
“I don’t know. There was just an abnormality. It could be a malfunction in the some of the testing equipment or a mix up in samples. There are several factors that could change the outcome of a sample if not done properly. But don’t worry about it; I’m sure things will be fine...so, how about that lunch?”
“Yeah, okay...about the same time as yesterday then?”
“Yup...well, I need to run. I have a million things to do this morning. I’ll meet you out front at the same time as yesterday. We’ll discuss your test results and what we’ll be doing with your mother and how that involves you.”
“Okay, see you then,” Draco smiled and Harry walked out. Draco let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. Harry always seemed to manage to make the little hairs on the back of his neck stand up on end. Draco went and sat back down with his mother, “Mother...what to do?”
For the rest of the morning, Draco sat with his mother talking about times from his childhood. He also told his mother all about his job and each special child he was able to work with. When it came to his job, he told whoever had ears! It was something he was most proud of. A few hours later, completely wrapped in words, Draco’s watch started beeping.
Standing up, Draco spoke to his mother, “Well, I’m off. It’s time for lunch. The doctor and I have some things to talk about. I’ll be back shortly. Love you.”
Draco walked out to meet Harry for lunch. He was feeling extra hungry today.
Author’s Note: Sorry this seemed to drag a little. I kinda felt blah about this...but hey! Not every chappie can be steamin’ hot! I’ve just been searching all my med books inside and out for more information. I’m trying to make this sound as medically plausible as possible...like when we do get to the pregnancy stuff and whatnot. So, please bear with me! Thanks for reading! You guys give me the “umph” to keep going!
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 6
Draco looked and saw his mother resting peacefully. He took a seat beside her bedside and grabbed her hand.
“Oh, mum...there’s so much I want to tell you...so much has happened since I left this place. You would never guess in a million years what I do now. I actually have a muggle job and I live in a muggle flat. I bet you never expected that...” Draco smiled and a single tear slid down his cheek. Draco felt that being back in this world was making him feel like an emotional wreck. He dried his cheek and looked at his mother. He noticed that, although she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, she had aged so much. But maybe, Draco thought, it was because of her illness. He wasn’t quite sure if it was just time alone.
“Mum...I can’t wait until you get better because there’s someone I want you to meet...I’ve told Father about him all ready...His name is Bradley and he loves me a lot...You might even become a grandmother quite soon. We’re hoping to start a family...You know...when I was in school I never would have dreamed of becoming a parent!...But anyways, I wish you would have told me you were sick. I would have come back...” Draco looked at his watch and saw it was getting late. He wanted to get done with some of his work so he retrieved his briefcase from his pocket, used his wand, and returned it to normal size.
There was a small round table in his mother’s hospital room so he could at least be comfortable as he did his work. He didn’t realize how much work he had to catch up on until he opened his briefcase...it was as if the paperwork jumped out at him. Draco knew it was because they had too many clients and not enough therapists, but Draco didn’t have the heart to turn away any child. He was angry with himself for being so involved with this job, but the happiness he felt when he helped them made it equal he guessed. This job was one of the first stable things in his life when he went to live among the muggles. Draco hated to admit it, but he had gotten quite comfortable living there. He had neighbors that he could have dinner parties and he had made it to the top of a business all on his own, using hard work and dedication. Draco hated the circumstances of which had caused him to flee the Wizarding world, but it was bittersweet. He hadn’t spoken to many people of the reasoning behind leaving the world he grew up in; only his mother, father, Snape, some members of the Order, and Bradley. He hated just thinking about it though. That was one reason why he liked to stay so busy...it kept his mind off things.
Draco had so many charts to update and programs to tweak. He thought he had updated some of these things earlier, but looking at them, he guessed not.
‘Why is it that every time I do this, I get so tired...’ He thought to himself. It was like being wide awake until you do that one thing you’re not looking forward to and you feel completely dead. He thought he’d lay his down for just a second. It had been exhausting...besides, he could do this tomorrow. He had too much to think about if he stayed awake anyways. Laying his head down, Draco wondered what he was going to do, and drifted to sleep with dreams of a certain doctor doing unspeakable things.
Harry grabbed his clipboard on the door of Mrs. Malfoy and walked inside. Mrs. Malfoy was sleeping as she had been for the past couple of months. To his left he saw Draco leaned over the table, asleep, with papers scattered around.
Harry felt very embarrassed about the day before. It was very unprofessional and he was just plain ashamed. It wasn’t like he did this to every attractive patient, just to Draco. Something about the blonde made Harry’s resolve absolutely crumble like dried bread. He should have taken things slower, and definitely asked if he was seeing anyone. Now, because of his Griffindor recklessness, he had made Draco feel like he had done something wrong. He figured he would let Draco stew for a few days to get over what had happened, but still remain extra professional because his mother was his patient. He did need to speak to Draco because something came back abnormal from his tests from the day before as well. So, technically, Draco was his patient as well.
Harry checked Mrs. Malfoy’s vitals and drew some blood to make sure nothing has changed. He looked back at Draco.
‘This must be so hard on him...to have a parent in the hospital. I remember when Author was hurt, it devastated me...and he wasn’t even my father.’
Harry made a few notes in her file stating that everything was looking stable. He turned away from her, and tripping over his own feet, fell to his hands and knees. His clipboard broke and papers went all over the place.
“Shit...” Harry swore in a whispered voice. “I can’t deal with this today.”
“Do you always swear in front of your patients? Or am I just extra special?” a silky voice full of amusement and sarcasm said from behind Harry.
“You’re just my special patient today, Mr. Malfoy.” Harry began gathering the scattered papers.
“I know...here, let me help...” Draco knelt down as well and began to help. “Listen...about yesterday...” Draco began, but was cut off my Harry.
“It was completely my fault...It was very unprofessional and it won’t happen again. You are my patient as is your mother...and that comes first and foremost. I apologize...But I do like talking to you as a real person...not like when we were children. Friends?” Harry’s eyes were full of hope. He meant every word.
“Sure...since you’ve been so good to my mother, I might as well learn about the man that my father admires so much. And I’m sorry as well and I should have told you I was seeing someone. And thanks for yesterday...lunch...it was nice of you.” Draco really did a good time. There were not many times that Draco and his friends from school would go out to eat. They usually just got their kicks from other peoples feelings.
Harry finished gathering the last bit of paper, “Well, would you like to go out this afternoon to lunch? I have a few patients to tend to this morning and I’ll be checking up on your mother throughout that time. Besides, I have something go over with you about your test results.”
Draco didn’t really know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, “Good or bad?”
“I don’t know. There was just an abnormality. It could be a malfunction in the some of the testing equipment or a mix up in samples. There are several factors that could change the outcome of a sample if not done properly. But don’t worry about it; I’m sure things will be fine...so, how about that lunch?”
“Yeah, okay...about the same time as yesterday then?”
“Yup...well, I need to run. I have a million things to do this morning. I’ll meet you out front at the same time as yesterday. We’ll discuss your test results and what we’ll be doing with your mother and how that involves you.”
“Okay, see you then,” Draco smiled and Harry walked out. Draco let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. Harry always seemed to manage to make the little hairs on the back of his neck stand up on end. Draco went and sat back down with his mother, “Mother...what to do?”
For the rest of the morning, Draco sat with his mother talking about times from his childhood. He also told his mother all about his job and each special child he was able to work with. When it came to his job, he told whoever had ears! It was something he was most proud of. A few hours later, completely wrapped in words, Draco’s watch started beeping.
Standing up, Draco spoke to his mother, “Well, I’m off. It’s time for lunch. The doctor and I have some things to talk about. I’ll be back shortly. Love you.”
Draco walked out to meet Harry for lunch. He was feeling extra hungry today.
Author’s Note: Sorry this seemed to drag a little. I kinda felt blah about this...but hey! Not every chappie can be steamin’ hot! I’ve just been searching all my med books inside and out for more information. I’m trying to make this sound as medically plausible as possible...like when we do get to the pregnancy stuff and whatnot. So, please bear with me! Thanks for reading! You guys give me the “umph” to keep going!