Soul Bond

“Are you sure about this, Harry?”

“You know I can’t go to the Muggle hospital, and you know if I show up at a magical hospital the entire Wizarding world will here about me within minutes! Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Live, The-Boy-Who-Killed-The-Dark Lord, pregnant! We have to do this here!” he wailed. He was so tired of being pregnant and having this same argument with Hermione.

“Ok, I think that I know what to do. I have read every bit of information on male pregnancies that I can find. It really seems like quite an easy spell to remove the baby. It’s kind of like the Muggle equivalent of a C-Section, only less messy. I just use a spell

Harry turned green. “God’s Hermione, don’t tell me about it, just do it!”

Hermione laughed at Harry’s squeamish stomach. “After everything that you have been through, you would think you could handle a little blood!”

“Not my own!” he cried.

“Well, you are exactly nine months along. We can wait for you to go into labor on your own, or we can just do it. At this point I would recommend just doing it. It is supposed to be really painful for a male to go into labor.”

“Ok. What’s the date, Mione?”

“February 29th. Oh, Harry, a leap year day baby! That would be so wonderful!”

Harry shook his head. “No. That would mean he would only have a birthday once every four years. I think we should wait until tomorrow.” Just then Harry felt a massive pain rip through the bottom of his belly. “Mione, I think this baby has ideas of his own!” Harry gasped clutching his belly.

“Now!” she shrieked! “I’m not ready! I have to finish mixing this potion!” she cried.

“Now, Mione!” Harry shouted. “I don’t care about your bloody potion!”

“But it’s your pain potion!”

Harry gasped. “How much longer?”

“A couple hours. Can you hang on for a couple of hours?”

“No!” he gasped as another pain shot through him.

“It will be excruciatingly painful if you don’t take this potion! I can cast a pain spell on you, but it won’t be as effective. You will still feel some of the pain.”

“How about you just put me to sleep and wake me when it’s done?” he said only half kidding. “Use the spell. I can’t wait.”

“Ok, Harry. Go lay down on your bed. I will gather what I need. Oh god’s, I am not ready to do this!”

“You said you wanted to be a doctor, Mione.”

“Yes,” she wailed, “But I want to be a doctor in a real hospital that has everything that I need!”

“You’ll do fine.” He said as he walked into his room. “Draco Malfoy, you don’t even know what I want to do to you right now!”

Moments later Hermione found Harry lying in bed clutching his belly. “Ok, Harry. I need you to take your clothes off.”

Harry gave her a strange look and said, “I knew you wanted to see me naked, Mione.”

Blushing, Hermione said, “Just do it, Potter!”

After he was naked and settled she said “Ok, now I am going to put a spell on you to help with the pain. It won’t completely take it away, but you should be ok.”

“Mione, if I don’t make it, take the baby to Draco. He deserves to know. I don’t want my son to grow up without a father.”

“I promise, Harry,” she said trying to fight back the tears.

“I finally decided on a name. He will be called Sirius Draconis Malfoy-Potter. I want him to have his fathers name.”

“He would be pleased, Harry.”

“Ok, now I’m ready.”


Draco screamed as another pain tore through his body. “Harry Potter, when I get my hands on you I will kill you!” he shouted.

He went to the fireplace and fire called his godfather. “Sev, I need you now!” he shouted.

“I will be right there!” his godfather replied jumping up and gathering the bag that he had already prepared for the occasion.

“Hurry up!” he screeched.

Draco collapsed on his bed and tried to fight the waves of pain. “You are going to be as big of a pain in my ass as your father aren’t you, love?” he whispered lovingly to his belly. He was answered with a return kick that made him smile through the pain. “That’s my girl.”

“Ok, Draco, I need you to take your clothes off and lie down. You need to drink this potion to help with the pain.”

Taking the vile from his godfather he swallowed it in one gulp. “That is the foulest thing that I have ever tasted!” he exclaimed throwing the glass vile to the wall.

“Enough Draco, we don’t have time for your dramatic hysterics. That potion only works for a short amount of time. God’s, I never wanted to be a healer!” he mumbled to himself.

Draco felt the potion immediately take effect. He felt relaxed and more in control of himself. “I’m ready,” he whispered in fear.

“You’ll be fine,” Severus said.

“Remember what I told you. If something goes wrong, find Harry. He deserves to know about his daughter.”

“Nothing will go wrong!” Severus yelled. He was afraid because he knew that male pregnancies did not always end well.

“Don’t forget to tell her that I love her, and don’t forget her name.”

“Lilly Narcissa Potter-Malfoy. I won’t forget.”

Draco smiled and tried to relax again. He knew that Harry would want his daughter named for the mother that he never knew.


Thousands of miles away in Hogwarts Minerva McGonagall watched as two names were added to the register for the class eleven years in the future. She gasped when she saw the names. “Oh my!” she said looking up to the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.

“I take it that Harry and Draco have delivered?”

“How did you know?” she demanded.

“I am the soul keeper. I have known since their births that they were soul bound. With as powerful as the two of them are, it was a given that they would both conceive.”

She saw that Draco delivered in Thailand and Harry in America. “Do you think that they will find each other again?”

Albus chuckled. “My dear, they are soul bound. They will be drawn back together over and over. Neither one of them will be happy with out the other.”

“Will they be ok?” she asked with worry in her voice.

“I don’t know what will happen to them. You could ask Professor Trelawney if she has any incite.”

Minerva snorted. “You are an evil man, Albus Dumbledore.”


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