SIMple Reflections of Life

Another day, another potion… Draco moved into the library to see Harry once more on that muggle contraption. What was the fascination anyway… was he playing that game again? This time he moved quietly up behind Harry, not letting the other wizard know he was there while he took a moment to examine the screen. His eyes immediately landed on was the image of a slim-boned young man with long blonde hair caught back in a pony tail with a pointed slim face and blue eyes, wearing a loose muggle t-shirt with a big yellow happy face plastered across the chest and a stomach too huge for belief.



"Now Dray…" Harry started.



"Bloody fucking hell! Is that me?" Draco demanded.



"Well… yes…" he admitted, a bit chagrined.



"why the bloody hell am I so fat? That\'s even worse than the last time! You DO fantasize about me being fat!" he accused.



"No, of course not! He\'s not fat anyway, Draco. He\'s pregnant."



Draco stared at Harry. "What?!"



"You heard me, he\'s pregnant. It\'s his first child, by the way." Harry smirked at Draco\'s shocked expression. "He IS a little overweight, though. He absolutely refuses to work out at all when he\'s up the duff; I\'ll get him into fencing classes once he\'s delivered the baby…"



"How the bloody hell did you get me pregnant?! We\'re both wizards, but come on, that\'s a muggle game, isn\'t it? Muggle males don\'t get pregnant!"



"No, they don\'t but I found this great cheat code..."



"You cheated to get me pregnant?!"



"Well; yes, I guess you could put it that way." Harry agreed with a smirk.



Draco looked scandalized. "And is YOUR character pregnant??"



"Of course not; I can\'t handle two pregnant men in one house."



"How? Bloody Hell, we aren\'t even married!"



"They got married while you were on that trip to hunt down potions ingredients… you didn\'t expect me to just sit on my hands all that week, did you?"



"You better have done the wedding right, Potter…" Draco grumbled, eyeing the screen. He didn\'t see SimHarry anywhere. "So where the hell are you?" He demanded.



Harry moved the mouse over a photo to the right side of the screen that had a face very similar to Harry\'s, even down to the scar on his forehead and his newer squarish glasses. "Here in the back yard, stargazing."



"I\'m inside pregnant with your brat and you\'re outside? You better damned well get in there and take care of me Potter!" Draco cuffed him on the back of the head. "Give me that damned clicky-thing!"



"It\'s a mouse and you wouldn\'t know how to run this!" Harry laughed, moving the screen view to shift to Draco\'s character again, telling his own to go and take care of the blonde, who was beginning to complain and stomp his foot; he wanted something and damned if Draco could figure out what it was.



"I don\'t give a damn what you call it. So where the bloody hell are you?!" he demanded.



After only a moment the scene changed to a scene of Harry in the back yard, staring up at the sky through the telescope. A distant light in the sky blinked into existence and suddenly an alien spacecraft zoomed into the center of the screen, obliterating the star-strewn night sky, hovering over Harry\'s character. The dark-haired figure stared at it then tried to run; a green beam appeared and he was sucked, fighting wildly, up into the belly of the craft which then zipped off the screen.



"What the fuck was that?!" Draco demanded. "Where did you go?!"



"Oh shit… Alien abduction." Harry sat back in his chair.