It wasn't supposed to be like this

I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG, I ACTUALLY FORGOT TO UPDATE, NOT TO WRITE, I HAVE 3 MORE CHAPTER WRITTEN ALREADY I JUST FORGOT TO ACTUALLY UPLOAD:)

Summary: Harry becomes pregnant, the father of the baby is far from who he would have wanted to be. Draco loves Harry, Harry loves Ron, even when Draco does all he can to help Harry during the pregnancy Harry still only have eyes for his best friend

Pairings: DM/HP mentions of HP/RW

Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, OOCness and bad language

Not you’re cup? Well bugger of then!

Disclaimer:

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J K Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

End Disclaimer!

Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!

It Wasn't Supposed To Be Like This

Chapter 8: Progress, Sneezes and Fashion

Harry sneezed when dust from the old book tickled his nose, he cursed low under his breath until he heard both Hermione and Draco laughing, they were trying to cover it but still bloody laughing!

“May I ask, what’s so funny?” He knew he was blushing in anger but didn’t really care - his friends were laughing at him!

Draco looked up at him with an innocent smile and then looked over at Hermione who was still trying to control herself. “Oh nothing baby, just the mention of a cat that had a slight accident with a bezoar.” This only set Hermione off again.

The three of them had been having these study dates for a couple of weeks now and Harry was in the start of the second term. He felt bloated, had weird cravings, the love of his life (not to mention his best friend) had proved to be real gits (as in could-possibly-outrun-Snape) and not only were his friends laughing at him but they then mocked him as if he was dense.

Harry clenched his jaw before rising and collecting his books. He wasn’t going to stand for that, if they treated him like a child then he was bloody well going to act like one too.

“What are you doing?” Draco asked, looking a little horrified.

Harry placed some of the books in his bag before replying. “I’m leaving.” He didn’t feel like explaining himself right now especially not to his friends, who by the way, liked to laugh at him and then mock him about it.

Draco immediately rose from his chair and attempted to take Harry’s bag but stopped when Harry glared at him. “Why, do you have something to do?”

“No Draco I don’t, but I don’t want to be in the company of people that laugh at me.” He ordered his legs to move but they stayed firm and still right where they were.

Now Hermione rose too but didn’t say anything she just looked between them looking like she was ready to break up a fight if it was to come to that.

Draco seemed frustrated and sighed while running a hand trough his hair. “We weren’t laughing at you, not really.” He said and looking at Harry with a expression that begged Harry not to make the incident seem worse than it really was.

“No and you didn’t lie to me either I’m sure.” The sarcasm almost dripped from the words and formed a pool on the library floor, or would have if it had been a substance at least.

Draco just looked shocked and then angry. “As a matter a fact, no I wasn’t!”

“Yeah right.”

Draco turned around and lifted up the book he and Hermione had been reading from (something about potions and effects on animals, Harry wasn’t really sure but then again Harry didn’t really check because he really wasn’t interested) and turned it so that Harry could see the page they had been reading from. ‘The effect of a bezoar on a mammal’ was the title on the page followed by some text (a lot actually) and then a picture of a orange cat wrinkling its nose and crossing its eyes to look at the tip of it.

“We didn’t laugh at you really, it was just that you looked so cute when you sneezed and then you did the exact same expression as the cat in the picture.” Hermione said and looked down with a guilty blush staining her cheeks.

Harry didn’t know what to do, he wanted to be angry a bit more but at the same time he couldn’t really blame them, it was a really hard decision to make for the hormonal, tired and not to forget pregnant young boy.

He didn’t get to make up his mind though, Draco did it for him. “Baby, don’t be mad.” He said caressing Harry’s cheek.

Harry knew it was saucy and almost disgustingly sweet but he couldn’t help it, he smiled coyly up at Draco. It took some getting used to but Draco calling him baby felt really nice. Hermione cleared her throat and Harry looked over to see her put her books into her bag.

“We really should get going, it’s dinner in about an hour and we all have to leave our books and school things and maybe freshen up a bit.” Both Draco and Harry nodded and Draco started to gather his things.

Harry smiled again at Draco before Hermione and he turned to leave. “Wait, Harry will you take a walk with me after dinner?” Draco asked bending slightly backwards because on the weight of two thick potion books he was carrying. He was blushing slightly although it was hard to see behind the thick leather bound books.

Harry hesitated, he didn’t know if was ready to go that way with Draco yet, he liked them being friends, ok, Baby wasn’t a common nickname for your friends, but still.

Draco must have taken his silence for a no because he seemed to blush even more. “If you don’t want to that’s okay, I don’t want to pressure you and,”

A elbow in Harry’s side and a glare from Hermione, not to mention the disappointment he heard in Draco’s voice made him ignore the little nagging voice (that sounded like he imagined Ron would sound after breathing in helium from ten or so balloons) in the back of his head that told him the whole thing was a bad idea.

“I’d love to go for a walk with you after dinner Draco.” He said and smiled before walking out from the library with Hermione who had a big grin plastered all over her face.

Once back in the common room Hermione’s grin grew and Harry thought he saw an evil glint in her eyes.

“Why don’t you go and freshen up a bit Harry?” She said with an innocent smile.

Harry started to walk too the bathrooms before stopping dead in his tracks and spinning around too face Hermione again.

“What is it Harry?”

Harry looked at her with a horrified expression. “Shit Hermione what am I going to wear?” He could feel the panic starting to surface. “I’m getting all fat and most of my clothes don’t fit anymore, what if he thinks I’m ugly?” His lips started to tremble and the tears rose in his eyes.

“Oh, well I could enlarge your clothes for you if you’d like that?” She smiled and patted his shoulder.

Harry bit his lower lip and nodded but then the horrified expression returned. “But I still don’t have any nice clothes Hermione, and what if he notices how fat I’ve become?”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be just fine.” She said as she led him towards the boy’s dormitories.

And that’s why Harry entered the great halls a little over an hour later, sweating with nervousness and clad in dark blue jeans and a white knitted jumper that if you looked closely showed the bump of the baby.

TBC

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