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The truth always surfaces	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11489 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor make any profit of it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

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Author's note: Exam stress and excitement over Togainu no chi goodies is not a good combination for me ...

Thanks to the following reviewer: Vanya (you're close to what is going to happen)

Also: please keep in mind that this story will have two different endings: one in which Draco tells the truth and one in which he lies. Because of this chapter 13 and 14 will be posted on the same day. Chapter 13 is the Truth chapter and chapter 14 is the Lie chapter. They will each have an epilogue too (although chapter 14 will have two different epilogues)

I hope you'll like this chapter :) Here they find out what gender the baby is.

Chapter 11

27th of September

When Remus arrived home that evening, he was surprised to see Draco sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, with Harry cuddled up next to him. The boys were talking quietly and when Remus came near them, he noticed that their hands were intertwined on Harry's belly; Draco's hand rubbing small circles on it.

"Mother won't mind. You're practically a son to her." Draco said amused.

"Well, yeah, but …" Harry frowned.

"What won't Narcissa mind?" Remus asked and stifled a chuckle when both boys jumped in fright.

"Remus! You're home already?" Harry's eyes slid to the clock and widened at noticing the hour. "It's half pas six already?"

Remus nodded and dropped down on the arm chair, his gaze never leaving the pair. "Yes, Sirius should be here shortly too. Now, what was that about Narcissa?"

They looked at each other and Draco shrugged, nodding when Harry raised an eyebrow.

"We were talking about when we would tell Narcissa about … us." Harry admitted after a slight hesitance.

Amber coloured eyes blinked. "Ah. I take it you're together now?" He smiled.

Harry blushed a bit and nodded, unconsciously shifting closer to Draco, who tightened his grip around him in response.

"You don't seem surprised." Draco noted in a neutral voice, but his eyes were bright and sharp.

"Why would I? I had a suspicion you felt more for Harry than just friendship." Remus shrugged. Then he pinned Draco with a sharp look. "Although I warn you, Draco: hurt Harry and you'll suffer the consequences. Understood?"

"Remus." Harry mumbled in a soft chiding tone, feeling embarrassed.

"Completely understood." Draco answered calmly. Then, after casting a look at the clock, he stood up with a sigh. "I have to go home now. I promised mother I would accompany her to a ball."

Remus, who had gone to the kitchen to start the preparations for dinner, heard with his keen hearing how the boys kissed each other briefly and when the fire crackled in preparation of the Flooing, he heard Draco mutter softly, "Are you going to tell them tonight?"

His cub hummed. "Yeah, no need to put it off longer."

"Alright. I'll see you later." The sound of Flooing signalled Draco's departure and a few seconds later, Harry entered the kitchen.

"Something I can help with?" He offered, leaning with his right hip against the kitchen counter.

"You can set the table." Remus suggested and with one quick snap of his wand, the potatoes were peeled and placed in a pot with boiling water to cook. A couple of steaks were being baked in a pan next to the pot and in another smaller cook pot, cut up carrots and onion were steaming.

"So, something you need to tell Sirius and I?" Remus asked lightly, taking a sip of his water.

Harry faltered a bit and after placing the last plate on the table, he turned around with a small smile. "It's rude to eavesdrop." He told his guardian lightly.

Remus shrugged. "It's not like I can switch off my hearing." He reminded the dark haired boy.

Harry pursed his lips and walked over to one of the cabinets to grab the bottle of water and orange juice. "I'll tell you after dinner."

Remus nodded and turned his attention back to the cooking pots.

Fifteen minutes later Sirius was home too and they sat around the table to eat their dinner.

After they had done the dishes, they retreated to the living room with a cup of earl grey tea. Sirius and Harry chose the couch while Remus chose the arm chair. After they had settled down, Remus raised an eyebrow. "So what is the news?"

Sirius blinked confused. "News? What news?"

Harry took a deep breath and his hands started to fiddle with his sweater, nervousness bubbling up in his body. He was certain of his choice, but he couldn't repress his nervous feeling. After all, it was not every day he had to tell his godparents something like this.

"It's about the baby." Harry started and the two older men sat up straight, all their attention focused on their godson.

"Did you make your decision?" Remus asked softly.

"Yeah." Harry nodded and looked up. "I have decided to keep the baby."

The two remaining Marauders blinked in surprise and were apparently lost for words.

Harry shifted restlessly, growing uncomfortable with each second that passed in silence. "Are you mad at me?" He asked in a small voice.

That broke them finally out of their stupor and Sirius pulled him in his arms, giving him a reassuring hug.

"No, of course we aren't mad, pup. We were just surprised." Sirius replied. "But it's good that you're keeping the baby. I wouldn't have wanted you to live with regret later."

"So you aren't mad that you can't adopt the baby?" Harry asked relieved and returned the hug.

Remus chuckled. "Of course not. We still get to see the baby and spoil it rotten." He winked and Harry snorted in amusement. "So I take it that Draco is fine with it too?"

"What has Blondie to do with this?" Sirius asked confused.

Harry smiled weakly and sat up again, reclining against the back of the couch. "We're together now." He informed his godfather whose dark grey eyes widened in shock.

"Since when?" He exclaimed shocked.

"Since yesterday." Harry smiled sheepishly.

Sirius gaped ."Why didn't you tell us that yesterday?"

"Euhm, it kind of slipped my mind." Harry scratched the back of his neck and smiled apologetically.

"It slipped your mind." Sirius repeated faintly and Remus chuckled amused.

"Sorry." Harry bit his lip to hide his smile.

"Well, okay then. From now on you and Draco won't be alone in a closed off room." Sirius suddenly narrowed his eyes, his protective godfather instinct kicking in gear. "Either the door stays open or there will be someone with you too."

Remus rolled his eyes while Harry stared at him incredulously. "What? Why? You didn't give that rule before!" He protested. "What's so different now?"

"You honestly have to ask what's different?" Sirius asked incredulously. "That rule is to make sure that Blondie's hands stay above the belt area and not lower."

Harry's cheeks were stained a crimson red after that blunt comment. "Sirius! I seriously doubt anything's going to happen while I look like this." He waved awkwardly over his stomach.

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "That's what your mother thought too and you wouldn't believe the amount of times we nearly walked in on them because Prongs couldn't ke-"

"Okay! That's enough! I really don't need to hear more." Harry cried out embarrassed and clamped a hand over his godfather's mouth to prevent him from revealing too much information.

He liked to hear stories about his parents, but there were limits, for Merlin's sake!

When Sirius kept quiet, Harry pulled back his hand but noticed too late the familiar glint in those dark grey eyes.

"Well, to be fair, it wasn't always Prongs' fault." Sirius grinned and laughed when Harry threw a pillow in his face and stormed out the room with a dark red flustered face.

Remus shook his head exasperated, but smiled fondly. "I think you mentally scared him for life, Padfoot."

The Animagus shrugged. "At least then I won't have to worry about Blondie's hands straining beneath the belt."

"Hypocrite." Remus chided him.

Sirius just scowled and huffed.

3rd of October

"So does this mean I'm going to be a grandmother?" Narcissa asked and her eyes flashed with some unidentifiable emotion.

While her son smiled almost proudly, his best friend turned boyfriend shifted on the couch and nodded weakly, as if he was afraid she would start screaming.

It was Friday afternoon, the first week where Draco had gotten home sooner than normal since he started his apprenticeship. Snape had been invited to a Potions convention in Greece and his Portkey had been scheduled for departure at four thirty p.m. So he had sent Draco home earlier than normal. The young Malfoy had taken this chance to inform his mother about him and Harry. A very reluctant Harry had agreed and now they were sitting in the large living room, enjoying the warmth of the fire.

Narcissa eyed the newly formed couple and supressed an amused smile when she noticed how nervous Harry was.

She hadn't been surprised that her son had chosen Harry as his partner – after all it had been clear as day how infatuated her son was with the young Potter boy since the first time he saw him. It had only be a matter of time before her son would have wooed Harry.

No, she was surprised that her son seemed to be proud that his partner was carrying a child. If it had been his child, she would have understood why, but she had never envisioned that her son would be willing to act like a father for another man's child. After all, Lucius wouldn't have been able to do that and Draco had idolized that man for years.

But her son obviously showed more maturity than his father and Narcissa was proud of him. It wasn't easy to love a child that was from another man and she was proud her son was willing to do that. Apparently she had managed to raise him right. And Harry deserved to have someone who wanted both him and his child. She was happy he had been willing to give her son a chance.

"Well, would you mind terribly if I buy the baby's clothes instead of knitting them?" She asked lightly. "I'm afraid I have always been a klutz in knitting."

Draco smirked and even Harry managed a real smile.

"Never expected to become a grandmother so early, but at least then the baby will have a young grandmother who dotes on him or her." She smiled. "Do you already know the gender?"

Harry shook his head, a few strands of his hair falling in front of his eyes, which he pushed back absently. "No, Pomfrey sent me a letter yesterday with the date of the next appointment."

"When is the appointment?" Draco asked, his arm snaking behind Harry's back and coming to a rest on the side of his rounded belly.

"On the twelfth." Harry replied. One of his own hands was lazily rubbing a circle on his stomach.

Ever since he had felt his baby moving for the first time, he had been rubbing and caressing his stomach, actually enjoying the feeling of the baby moving inside of him. A month ago or so, he had done everything he could to avoid touching his bump, but now he was fascinated by it. Actually feeling the baby moving inside his stomach, knowing that he or she was growing and waiting for the moment to be born was … incredible. Special even. By now he had trouble envisioning how he could ever have considered an adoption.

Even though the baby's conception had happened through a horrible experience he couldn't even remember, the baby wasn't to blame for it. It wasn't his or her fault that he or she would be born because of something he didn't even wish to happen to his worst enemy. The baby deserved to live, to be loved and Harry intended to love his child like he had wished his own family would have done. This baby would grow up, knowing it was loved by his parents. That was something he swore would happen.

"Do you want a girl or a boy?" Narcissa asked and took a sip of her Moon Tear tea (a tea that was made of the leaves were faeries had cried on – which made it incredibly expensive and it was desired for his light, slightly sweet unique taste).

"That doesn't matter to me. As long as the baby is healthy, I'll be happy." Harry smiled softly.

"Spoken like a true parent." Draco responded teasingly and dropped a quick kiss on Harry's burning cheek.

"Have you felt the baby moving yet?" Narcissa asked interested and when she leant slightly forwards, her light blond hair glinted in the pale October sun that had decided to grace England with its presence for a while.

"Yeah, since a week now." Harry answered with a crooked smile. "The baby is moving now too, actually."

Narcissa's eyes started to shine with excitement. "Can I feel?" She asked, reigning in her eagerness, remembering the time she was pregnant and getting annoyed when people would just touch her stomach without even asking if they were allowed. There had been a rise in burn and sting marks in the high society circle during her pregnancy. But to be fair, she had warned them of the consequences if they didn't have the grace to ask permission.

"Sure." Harry nodded and blinked bemused when Narcissa was next to him on the couch in just a few seconds, her warm slender hands on his belly, softly moving around, barely touching his stomach until she felt a kick in Harry's right side.

Then she did something that even shocked her own son. "Well, hello there, sweetie, I am your grandmother." She murmured softly with a small smile tugging at her lips.

Harry looked down at her bowed head in surprise, but grinned and wondered why he had ever feared Narcissa getting furious with him. Instead of seeing an enraged woman, all he saw was a woman who was excited at the prospect of a new arrival in the family.

He felt Draco's lips pressing a sweet kiss against his left temple and he squeezed Draco's hand in response. Maybe his life would continue peaceful after all.

He should have known it wouldn't turn out that way.

Seventh of October

"Have you found something interesting, cub?" Remus asked and appeared from behind the large, dark, wooden book case.

It was Remus' day off and Harry had asked if they could go shopping, wanting a change of scenery.

Remus had agreed, on the condition that Harry would immediately tell him if he felt tired so that they could return home to rest. Harry had agreed, too eager to go out to protest. So, after having casted a Disillusion charm on his stomach to prevent the paparazzi from launching his pregnancy in the papers and creating an uproar, they had set out for Diagon Alley.

Currently they were standing in a book shop, browsing through the books to see if anything caught their interest.

"Hm, nothing." Harry mumbled and turned around to face the older man, raising his eyebrow when he saw the four thick books clutched against Remus' chest. "You apparently did." He added dryly.

Remus smiled sheepishly. "Research for Defence against the Dark Arts. I could use these subjects for the sixth and seventh years."

"Are your students good in Defence?" Harry asked curiously.

Remus didn't talk much about his classes, save for the moments where they had to confront a Boggart.

"They do well, but they'll never match your talent." Remus chuckled.

Harry flushed at the compliment and rubbed the bridge of his nose, not knowing how to react to that.

"So, need to look anywhere else?" Remus asked, transferring his books to his other arm.

Harry shook his head. "No, we can go pay."

Together they made their way to the counter and were helped by a young woman whose brown hair was pulled up in a high ponytail. Her light brown eyes widened a bit when she recognized Harry, but she didn't say anything, for which Harry was grateful. He wasn't in the mood to act friendly towards his fans, no matter how rude that sounded.

After paying for the books, they walked to the exit, but were stopped by a painful familiar red haired woman, whose once warm brown eyes were now narrowed in cold anger. Her daughter was standing next to her, her ears turning red, her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Look who's finally showing his face again." Molly said loudly and the other customers, who hadn't paid attention to them before, now stopped browsing through the books and looked at the small group in the middle of the bookstore.

Harry didn't say anything, but Remus tensed and his eyes narrowed too, a hint of the werewolf showing through them. "Just let us go through." He said wearily.

"Why? Not brave enough to show your face for long in the public?" She scoffed.

Ginny didn't say anything, but casted her eyes to the floor.

"We don't have to say anything to you. Kindly leave us alone." Remus spoke through gritted teeth.

"Not anything? Don't think we have forgiven you. Ron is still mourning Hermione's death. She was such a sweet girl. And now she's dead because of you." Molly spat and glared at Harry.

Harry flinched and bit his lip. The death of Hermione was after two years still a sensitive subject and he would probably never forgive himself, even if it wasn't his fault.

"Don't listen to her, cub, it wasn't your fault." Remus murmured and returned Molly's glare.

Molly wanted to retort until her eyes caught something and a sneer appeared on her face. "Look at that. Even a Ravenclaw wasn't good enough for you. What, you got your fill with Marc, so now you jump into the bed of a Malfoy? Pathetic."

Emerald green eyes widened and his hand shot up automatically to cover his locket, bearing the Malfoy crest. "None of your business." He said in a tense voice and without realizing it, his other hand moved in front of his stomach and covered it as if to shield his unborn child from the Weasley's matriarch's poisonous words.

His movement didn't go unnoticed and before either of them could react, her wand was pointed at his stomach and one quick "Finite Incantatem." later, the Disillusionment charm broke and Harry's rounded belly was there for everyone to see. The shocked gasps and whispers told the shocked boy that even his cloak wasn't enough to hide his bump.

"Well, well, looks like Saint Potter can't even keep his legs closed." Molly said triumphantly. "I feel sorry for the baby; it'll grow up knowing its mother is a whore."

"SHUT UP!" Harry felt a familiar warm stream of magic flowing through his body and before he could hold himself back, his magic appeared around him like a big dark green cloud and burst like a bubble, the power behind it big enough to throw everyone around him – except for Remus – against the walls and bookcases.

His magic was still rattling the walls and windows when Harry fainted, Remus just catching him on time before he fell hard on the floor.

Hogwarts, dungeons

Draco looked up from his bubbling potion, the dark blue purple damp casting his eyes in the shadows, his hand posed above the cauldron with Dragon blad leaves when the fire in the fireplace flared up green and the head of the school nurse Poppy Pomfrey floated in the fire, a frown marrying her forehead.

"Yes?" Severus asked, annoyed she had interrupted his work.

"I need a Calming draught, a nerve soothing balm, a nutrition potion and the L vitamin supplement. I ran out of them and they are needed now." Poppy ordered.

"L vitamin? I wasn't aware we had a pregnant male student in this school." Severus remarked, but stood up to get the ordered potions from his storage room.

Draco froze up and he stared at Poppy. L vitamin was only given to pregnant men who lacked that one. It was needed to make sure the connection between carrier and child wasn't interrupted. The fact that the nurse needed that now … Draco knew of only one pregnant man for who Poppy acted as some kind of midwife.

Cold fear gripped his heart and he dumped the leaves on the table and put the potion under a Statis charm.

"Did something happen to Harry?" He asked, his body tensing.

"Nothing that can't be fixed with some potions and rest." Pomfrey replied brusquely.

When Severus reappeared again with a small basket filled with vials, Draco shot from behind his desk and grabbed the basket.

"I'll bring it to the Infirmary." Was all Severus got to hear before his godson almost dashed out of the dungeon.

"What on earth …" He murmured, scowling and marched over to the cauldron. "At least he put a Statis charm on it." He sighed.

But the boy would get an earful when he came back. He couldn't just up and leave like that. Not every potion could be put under a Statis charm after all.

Thanking Merlin that classes were still in session and therefore the hallways were empty, Draco hurried towards the Infirmary. The whole time he was trying to convince himself that nothing bad had happened to either Harry or the baby, knowing Pomfrey wouldn't lie about that. Still, his hands were sweating and his heart was beating a hundred miles an hour, panic slowly growing and his thoughts revolved around one thing only: getting to Harry as quick as possible.

When he opened the door, he saw Pomfrey looking up from her work of casting spells and Lupin was standing next to a bed at the furthest end of the row, holding the hand of someone lying on the bed.

"Ah, Mister Malfoy, that was quick." Pomfrey clucked her tongue and grabbed the vial with the vitamin as soon as Draco had placed the basket down.

Without saying anything, Remus stepped aside and let Draco take his place. Draco smiled fleetingly and grabbed Harry's cool slender hand. Harry's eyes were closed and he seemed to be sleeping, but not in pain which relieved the blond.

"What happened?" He demanded to know and watched with hawk like eyes how the nurse made sure Harry swallowed the vitamin, Calming draught and nutrition potion before rubbing the nerve soothing balm on his naked rounded stomach. His grey eyes involuntarily lingered on Harry's stomach, fascinated with how the bump looked like naked. Until now he had only seen and felt it through cloth.

Lupin's voice forced him to pay attention to him instead of Harry.

"We were in a bookstore when we encountered Molly and Ginny Weasley. Molly was rude and crossed the line to which Harry's magic reacted and threw them to the side." Lupin replied stiffly, but his eyes were still burning with fury. "Harry fainted and I was worried so I brought him here."

"Why did he faint? Is everything alright with him and the baby?" Draco asked worried and his grip on Harry's hand tightened. He felt anger bubble up and barely managed to supress it. One way or the other, he would make sure the Weasleys paid for how they treated Harry.

"It happens sometimes that the carrier faints from stress or after experiencing a magical outburst." Pomfrey answered and nodded absently when a spell confirmed something to her. "But don't fret, there's nothing wrong with either of them. He's just tired and needs rest."

Draco sighed in relief. For one moment, he had been scared Harry would have the baby now, which wouldn't end well. He didn't think he would be able to cope if Harry lost the baby now. It didn't matter that Harry wasn't aware it was his child he was carrying; he didn't want him to have a miscarriage. He didn't want to think of how Harry would have reacted to that.

A groan from the bed alerted the trio that the patient was waking up.

"Hm? Where 'm?" Harry murmured and blinked dazed.

"You're in the infirmary now, Mister Potter." Pomfrey informed him.

Harry's eyes widened when his memory of the last hour came back and his free hand flew to his belly in panic.

"The baby? Did something happen to the baby?" He shot up in the bed, only to be pushed down again by Draco.

"No, cub. The baby is fine." Remus smiled soothingly and the dark haired boy sighed in relief.

"Thank Merlin." He murmured.

"Think you'll be able to go through the rest of the pregnancy without giving us a scare?" Draco raised an eyebrow and his smirk trembled a little.

"Sorry." Harry flushed and then looked surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be working on a potion now?"

Draco waved away his concern. "That can wait for a while. You're more important now." He whispered and shared a soft kiss with Harry, whose cheeks felt heated.

A throat was cleared and they broke up, looking at the nurse sheepishly. Remus had turned a bit red in the face and had found the other bed suddenly more interesting to look at, but he turned his attention back to Pomfrey when she cleared her throat.

"Well, now that you're here already, what do you think of having the check-up today?" Pomfrey suggested and a smile softened her usual stern face when she continued, "I can tell you the gender today if you want to."

Harry looked up excitedly. "We can know the gender today?"

She nodded. "Yes, if you wish too."

Harry looked at Draco. "What do you think?"

"If you want it too, then I want to know the gender as well." Draco smiled, his grey eyes shimmering with excitement.

"Alright, I can already tell you that everything is fine with the baby." Pomfrey informed them and murmured a charm. The same screen from last check-up appeared in the air again, but this time it showed a more clear outline of the baby who was seemingly curled up and sucking at his or her thumb (which made Harry and Draco awe in silence at seeing that) and the comforting sound of its heartbeat filled the room.

"Now, let's see…"

Both boys squeezed each other's hands and their eyes were glued to the screen, Remus looking at it as well in wonder.

"Aha. Mister Potter, Mister Malfoy, you're going to be the proud parents of a little baby girl." Pomfrey informed them with a small smile.

"A daughter?" Harry whispered and his hands clutched his belly. "We're getting a daughter?" They were going to get a girl? He was carrying a little girl inside his body? Tears of joy appeared in his eyes and soon he was kissed hard by a very happy Draco.

"We're getting a daughter, Harry." Draco grinned against his lips and hugged him tightly, his hand joining Harry's on his stomach.

Their daughter.

Harry decided he quite liked the sound of that.

AN2: So how was it? On a side note: anyone interested in reading a (probably smutty) oneshot of Togainu no chi with Shiki and Akira as pairing? *shrugs*

Please leave your thoughts behind in a review! See you all (normally) next Tuesday!

Love and cuddles

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