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I open my eyes slowly. My body feels heavy like I have slept too long. I look around me trying to figure out where I am. On the night stand there is a vase of flowers, they fill the room with their smell. Next to them there is a bunch of letters, maybe they can tell me more about where I am? I sit up in the bed and reaches for the letters. “To Major Harry Potter” I read aloud in that familiar handwriting. That is me. These are my letters from Draco, but why haven’t I seen them before? I open the one dated a month after I had to leave him and starts to read it.


My dearest Harry.

I didn’t know what to do after you had to leave so soon after returning to me. I apologize for not saying a proper goodbye, I just felt so… I can’t think of a better word than; lost. I felt lost when you had to leave again. Then that night something wonderful happened. I am pregnant, Harry. We are having a baby. I wish you were here and that I could share this with you. I am sorry for not writing to tell you about my pregnancy earlier, I was just so excited…

When are you coming home? To me… to us? I love you with all my heart!

Stay safe.

Draco
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Pregnant? I read through the letter once again. This was six months ago! My heart clenches painfully and it is difficult to breathe. What had happened to Draco and the baby? In a rush I open the next letter.

My love.

I wish with all my heart that you are safe and healthy. I have not heard from you. Are you still alive, safe and unhurt? Have you received my letters? Are you angry with me? It does not matter if you don’t want a child at this point in life. I am pregnant and will keep my baby.

I love you!

Draco.

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Why had I not received the letters? The pain Draco must have felt when he didn’t hear from me. I wanted, want a family. My family!


Dear Harry.

I hope all is well and that you are unhurt. I wish that you would write back to me, let me know what you feel about this pregnancy. My stomach has just started showing, and the healer said all was alright with the baby and that I would have no special problems with my pregnancy.
It is amazing having life growing inside you. I can feel my baby moving inside me, every now and then. It feels like the wing of a butterfly stroking against my skin. Barely there… I wish that you were here with me, experiencing everything together with me.

Since you have not written me back yet, I will not be telling you if our baby is a boy or a girl.
I have not heard any news from the front yet.

Please, please be alright!

Draco.


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It is hard to breathe and my eyes are burning. My baby, our baby was growing inside Draco. I wish that I was there next to you experiencing everything together with you. I love him so much.

Dear Harry.

I wish you would write me back. I miss you so much. There are three months left of my pregnancy and soon I will hold my baby in my arms. I wonder how that will feel… Do you think you will be home by then? I hope you will be there to comfort me, to share the birthing of our child with me.

I love you.

Draco.


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I want to be there too, Draco. I hug my arms around my self. There is one more letter, written two months ago, but I feel hesitant to open it. What if something had happened?


My dearest Harry.

I felt my baby kick today. A real honest to Merlin, kick.*I was so shocked I dropped my newly baked sweet rolls on the floor. I look huge already, and am starting to have problems looking down at my own feet… Why have you not written me back?

I want my husband home for the birthing of our child.

Please be home soon!

Draco.


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He would look so beautiful with child… A tear rolls down my cheek and the thoughts are racing inside my head. The letter was written two months ago… a male pregnancy last seven months. Oh Merlin! Had Draco given birth already? I toss the blankets away and try to find something I can dress in. Oh Merlin, please let me not be too late!

I open the door trying to figure out which way will lead me to my Draco. Then suddenly I hear a scream. “Draco!” He is in pain, he’s hurt! I rush towards the sound a few door down the hall. Bang! The force I opens the doors with makes it bang into the wall. And all I can do is stand there and stare. My love, my Draco all sweaty and with tussled hair. His hands are around his pregnant stomach as some man, a healer, rush around the room. Beautiful. “Harry!” Your eyes are filled with pain, but also joy. I “Draco, I’m so sorry. I did not get your letters, I want this baby, and I want you!” I hold your hand and stroke your cheek with reverence. You are so beautiful.

An hour later the people in the room was witness to the baby’s strong lungs. The healer waved his wand and cleaned their baby. At the same time he checked that everything was alright. “Congratulations, you have a very healthy baby boy.” The baby, their boy was laid down on your chest. “I love you!” I whisper to you, trying to understand the miracle I have witnessed. You stroke my cheek gently. Then your hand is pulled away only to return when you slap me. “Don’t you ever do something like that to me again!”


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Epilogue:


Two and a half years after.
I stand here on the porch, watching you as you chase our laughing black-haired, grey eyed boy around our garden. Your blonde long hair is flowing behind you. “You can’t catch me, Daddy!” He screams joyfully as he dodges your hands. I laugh along with you as you reply. “Don’t be too sure about that, Ceron Oma Ashtore Malfoy Potter!” Our boy then tries to outrun you o his

I feel blessed. Ceron… beloved. Our baby boy is truly loved. I can’t believe the strength you possess to have gone through your pregnancy not knowing whether I was alive or not. The letters you wrote never came because the war escalated in the last months. I wish they had come through, then I would have come back home to you as often as possible. I don’t know what kept you up, but I know what keeps my nightmares away. It is you, and the boy you have just given up to catch. “Harry, why does your child have to be so fast?” You are breathing hard and stroking my stomach slowly. “Ceron?” I call. “Yes, papa?” In the next second you show up next to me. “Don’t run so fast. Your slow daddy can’t catch you.” I laugh as you groan into my neck. “You will get yours, Harry. Just you wait!” Then you huff and run after our laughing child once more. “Yeah, I will get mine.” I whisper and stroke my stomach again. “I can barely wait.”

FIN

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AN: Ceron Oma Ashtore= Beloved, loved one, giver of life.

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