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You're My Home	By : Keladry1n100 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 16394 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Oh my goodness the last couple months have been a disaster. My computer did end up dying so I deeply DEEPLY apologize for the long wait. And to add salt to the wound, haha, this chapter is a bit short. I wanted to get something out there for you guys that are still willing to read this story.
Enjoy!

Chapter 11

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            “Mm” Harry rolled over onto his other side, eyelids feeling heavy. His body ached a little and he still felt a twinge of magic surging in his system but it was focused in his stomach. But other than the soft twinging and the ache, Harry was feeling pretty good. Tired but good. He laid in bed for quite a while, not willing to move and fully wake up yet. The bed he was laying felt really good, particularly after shifting onto his other side. The bed hugged his sides and even gave a comforting amount of support to his baby bump which allowed his to really relax. He made a mental note to make Draco get him one of these mattresses for their bed at Hogwarts. As well as any other bed they ever have from now to eternity.
            He opened his eyes when he felt a weight moving along his legs. Seconds later Maka came into his field of vision. He couldn’t help but smile at the reptile as she coiled up next to his head. The snake’s beady black eyes gazed at Harry steadily.
            “You look terrible”
            Harry managed a soft huff as a laugh.
            “You dont say.” Harry moaned lightly as the twinge came back making him feel uncomfortable. “What time is it?”
            “It’s been one full sun since you went into hibernation. The second sun is well past it’s highest point.” Her words surprised Harry. He knew very well that his body had taken on much more then it could handle and he was surprised that he was only asleep for a day and a half.
            “That’s surprising” The brunette commented.
            “You’re eggs were hungry. They ate fast”
            “I swear to Merlin, Maka,” Harry stated with frustration, “Is it ingrained in you to word it as if I am having multiples?”
            “All snake females have multiple eggs growing inside”
            “Yes, but I’m not a snake” Brown eyebrows raised with the comment.
            “Close enough.”
            “And I’m not female”
            “But you have female capabilities.” The two stared at each other for moment before Maka broke the silence,“Are you hungry? I can tell your mate to hunt food for you.”
            The thought made Harry smile. Maka was often times off on her own and didn’t want to interact with other people, sometimes that included him. But she cared about them all and she proved on more than one occasion that she would fight for her nest. He shook his head lightly.
            “No. I’m alright for now.” Although that was a bit of a lie. He was rather ravenous but he wasn’t hungry enough to get up and interact with people. The peace and quite in his room was really nice. Maka uncurled herself and slithered out of the room leaving the brunette truly alone. Harry closed his eyes once more and dozed intermittently for a time. He managed to sit up when he heard Maka mumbling about something as she reentered the room. He chuckled when he found the snake with a small sack in her mouth, dragging it across the floor.
            What was in the bag, Harry had no idea. But he watched her until she managed to reach Harry’s side of the bed. Upon reaching the bed, Maka let go of the bag and climbed back onto the bed where she sprawled out on the covers.
            “You have to do the rest.” She sounded a little winded.
            Confused, Harry leaned over and retrieved the sack. Pulling it into his lap, he opened the sack and smiled warmly. Maka had somehow managed to get a sack full of food. All of which had slight remnants of saliva on them.
            “Thank you Maka. How did you manage all of this?” The man asked, pulling out a bulky piece of cheese. He broke off a piece and popped it into his mouth.
            “I went to the feeding den. One of those large eared creatures tried to get in my way but I hissed at it. It got out of my way.”
            “Those ‘creatures’ are elves. Why can’t you remember proper names of things?”
            “Because they are the names of the humans, not my kin.” Came Maka’s answer. Obviously she didn’t care what the ‘proper names’ for things. It made Harry laugh once again, and he continued to munch on the food Maka brought him.
            “Thank you for hunting food for me.”
            “You’re mate should have done it” Maka grumbled. Even though she sounded grumpy, Harry knew that Maka would have it done it anyways and done it happily. He ate in silence for a while until he felt sufficiently full. When done, he made sure the food he didn’t eat was placed back into the sack before putting the sack on his nightstand. He laid back down and once again he began dozing in and out. He woke up when his stomach started growling again. With a heavy sigh, Harry decided that the food he’d left in the sack Maka had brought wouldn’t be enough to sate his hunger. He got up and went to the restroom. Once his business was done, Harry returned to the bed where he held out his hand. Maka slithered up his arm and draped herself over his shoulders.
            Harry slowly made his way downstairs. The more he moved around, the more the residual magic seemed to slosh around inside of him. It made him stop on more than one occasion. Partially to let the magic settle down and partially because he became increasingly tired every time it decided to surge. Yet, despite that, he managed to make it downstairs and waddled towards the kitchen. He’d grabbed the sack of left over food before he’d left his bedroom so he could eat it in the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, Harry approached the fridge and opened it.
            He was really too tired to make anything so he rummaged through what was in there until he found some grapes and sliced apples. Finding a plate, he put his findings along with the remnants of the sack onto it and managed to make his way around to the stool that sat on the offside of the island.
            “You need to call your mate. You are too tired to move. And you need more food than this.”
            “That’s not true.” Harry retorted. He never liked feeling helpless. Particularly when it came to moving around on his own.
            “It is true. You can’t even hunt for yourself. Not sufficiently at least.” Her voice was filled with skepticism.
            Harry couldn’t help but roll his eyes. True it wasn’t a meal but it would be enough to fill him up for a while.
            “It’s just fine.” But even though he said he was fine, Maka slithered off his shoulders and made her way to the floor.
            “You’re being impossible.” She hissed with frustration and left the room. She made her way through the hallways until she found Draco sitting in his study. When she’d managed to get food for Harry the first time, she had seen Draco playing a board game with the boys in one of the parlors. Now he seemed to have broken away from the children and was concentrating on something on the desk. Maka slithered around his desk until she was looking up at him from beside him. She hissed until he looked down at her.
            “Hello Maka. Are you hungry?” She shook her head. With little effort, she raised herself up so she could slither up the chair and into Draco’s lap. From there she moved all over him, up around his shoulders, down into his lap, onto his desk and then started the pattern over again. She’d only been with then for over six months and she was already nearing six feet in length so really her climbing all over Draco was a bit much for the man. Suffice it to say, there was a lot of snake on Draco that he didn’t know what to do with. “What is it Maka??” Draco asked curiously. It wasn’t like her to be that affectionate towards him. Not that she was cold towards him but he wasn’t her favorite human and he was ok with that. Maka made one more pass over Draco’s shoulders before dropped down to the floor and towards the door. She turned her head around to look at Draco. When he didn’t move, she came back and looked at him intently from the floor for a moment before returning to the door and looking back at him once again. “Do you want me to follow you?” He asked. Her behavior was still incredibly confusing but if he could figure out what she was saying then he would listen.
            Nodding her head, Maka disappeared into the hallway and immediately poked her head around the corner, waiting impatiently. Getting up from his chair, Draco strode over to the snake and followed her as she lead the way. Before he knew it, he was walking into the kitchen. He almost tripped over Maka in his surprise upon entering the room.
            Seeing Harry sitting at the island eating was not something he was expecting to see on the Sunday late afternoon. His surprise turned into extreme amusement. Harry could barely keep his head up as he slowly fed himself. Draco wondered if the man had woken up a bit too early with the sluggish movements he was witnessing. He was so tired that he didn’t even notice when Draco entered the room. The blonde came up behind Harry and leaned against the island, facing the brunette.
            “Shouldn’t you still be in bed?” Draco asked faining nonchalance.
            Harry turned and smiled tiredly at his husband. “I was hungry.”
            “Should I even point out that you could have asked for help or will that thought go completely unnoticed?” Draco chuckled.
            “Unnoticed.” Harry smirked. He managed to pop another grape in his mouth, chewing slowly.
            “Of course,” Draco leaned over and gently kissed the top of the brunette’s head. “I’m glad your awake.” His words and actions brought a soft relieved sigh from the brunette. Harry leaned over lightly, and the movement made Draco step in to support him.
            “How are the boys?” Harry asked.
            Sighing heavily Draco placed another kiss on Harry’s head, “They weren’t pleased to hear about your extended nap.”
            “And Alden?” The man sat up and looked at Draco with worried emerald eyes.
            “I’ve contacted the Aurors and Travis said he would be willing to help keep an eye out for the bastard.”
            “Are they willing to help us?” Harry’s voice tightened slightly as the residual magic inside of his shifted again. The change in tone alerted Draco and his hands went to Harry’s upper arm.
            “Hey. What’s wrong?”
            Harry shook his head, “I’m fine. There is still a little too much to be comfortable.” He gripped Draco’s hand reassuringly, managing a small smile. “You didn’t answer my question. Are they willing to help us?”
            Silver eyes watched Harry vigilantly. He didn’t like Harry’s comment about there still being too much magic. But it really did seem as if Harry was telling the truth. It looked like he was just uncomfortable and Draco noticed how the man became visibly more tired. The lines around his face deepened and his eyes were extremely dull but not in the same way as it had on Friday night. The dimness Draco saw was purely that of exhaustion and nothing else.
            “Yes. They will help us” Draco finally answered. He waited until Harry’s face relaxed some before gently pulling on Harry’s arm. “Come on. Let’s get you to a more comfortable spot. And dont make Maka come and get me anymore. All you have to do is call and I’ll come”
            Harry chuckled, allowed Draco to help him stand up, “That’s exactly why I didn’t call. You have things to do and I dont want to get in the way. You can’t wait on me hand and foot ya know.”
            “I can try.” Draco snickered. Together, they went out onto the terrace where a soothing breeze teased the leaves and blades of grass. Harry hadn’t even realized he was hot until he felt that breeze and it made him feel a little more awake. He sat down on the lounge chairs set in the grass and watched as Maka moved around the gardens looking for any potential meals. Draco turned to hair with a soft sigh, “I’ll be right back. Teddy and Ciel would murder me if I didn’t tell them that you were awake. Will you be alright out here by yourself?” His voice was desperately trying to hide his concern.
            Harry waved the man away, “I’ll be just fine out here. Besides, Maka is with me. Go find our little dragons. I’m sure they are causing some sort of mischief somewhere in the Manor.”
            “That might be an understatement,” Draco chuckled as he walked away. Sighing, completely content, Harry closed his eyes and started enjoying the late afternoon sun and the breeze that accompanied it. There was a soft hiss that made Harry look down at the grass next to him. There beside him was a sleek black snake a little over 2 feet in length. Its tongue flicked in and out constantly as it looked up at Harry. The creature has was very stunning with its shiny black scales and Harry couldn’t help but smile appreciatively. Moving slow enough to not cause alarm, Harry dropped his hand down to the grass.
            “I’m a friend. Would you like to come up here?” The snake looked at Harry’s hand hesitantly before lifting itself off the ground and up Harry’s arm until it was resting on Harry’s stomach. Harry made sure to really look over the snake once again. His visitor was a pitch black grass snake. It must reside near one of the ponds that were placed around the Manor. It was fully grown and seemed incredibly docile. “Do you have a name?” Harry asked.
            “I am Kumasi. You are the wizard human that she has told us about.”
            “She? You mean Maka?”
            Kumasi nodded his head, “Yes. Maka. She has come to visit our pond since you’ve come. She is not from this place.” His head shifted to look in Maka’s direction. Her full attention was on a mouse lurking in the grass.
            Harry shook his head, “You’re right. She is not from around here. I’m honored though that you’ve come to greet me.”
            “It is not often that my kin talk with yours. Maka has told us that you grow eggs inside you. Are you female? You do not look like that of your female mates.” His blunt curiosity made Harry chuckle.
            “It’s a wizard thing. If one has enough magic, a male can become pregnant just like a female. But we only carry one young at a time. Sometimes our females can carry more than one egg but males dont have that ability.”
            Kumasi seemed to take a minute to contemplate this. He looked down at the rounded flesh he was laying on, “You’re egg is moving.” Harry chuckled.
            “Yes. You’re right. Our young dont live in eggs until they hatch like your young do. They live inside our bodies until they are able to live in the outside world.”
            “You are very odd creatures” Kumasi scoffed. They both looked over to Maka as she made her way towards them with a mouse shaped form lodged into her gut.
            “Kumasi. You’ve managed to venture from your den.” Maka coiled up lazily next to Harry’s chair. “Took you long enough.” If he could, Kusami would have looked offended.
            “Travel is not something we do on a regular basis like you” Kumasi sneered. “It’s unnatural the way you travel about like you do.”
            “Unnatural for you” Maka responded. Her tone was completely relaxed. “It’s been a very interesting life living in the human nests. You should try it sometime.”
            “I dont think so.”
            Harry chuckled as the two bickered on and off. When they weren’t bickering they were talking about Kusami’s den or they would talk about the hunting grounds and local rivals. There weren’t any rivals for Maka, as she was the largest snake around their area at that time but Kusami seemed to receive unwanted rivals every now and then. As they talked, he closed his eyes and focused on the light kicking he was feeling. The last time he felt the baby kick it was on his left side but while he slept the baby seemed to have turned and now it was kicking on the other side. Honestly it was a bit early for them to be feeling the baby kick as much as it was, about 3 weeks early. Everything about Harry’s pregnancy seemed to be incredibly accelerated. When Harry had asked about it before, Jagra could only say that they would have to wait and see what happens. Even though he was a little nervous about the progression of his pregnancy, Harry was excited to feel the child. Between the soothing sound of chattering going on between his snake friends, and the warm sun, Harry slipped into a light nap.

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            The family returned to Hogwarts that Monday and made arrangements to have someone, an elf or an adult with the children at all times. The first week after the Gala, the boys refused to sleep in their own rooms but gradually they began feeling safe enough to return to their own room. However, Draco and Harry were still woken up at least three or four times a week to find one of their sons having a nightmare. It broke Draco’s and Harry’s heart that they were forced to deal with something like this but they kept their dealings with the boys consistent and Minerva was gracious enough to give them all the support and leeway they needed.
            Draco tried to convince Harry to give Minerva a letter of resignation but the brunette refused. As huge as Harry was, Draco was really hoping that Harry would take it easy but the man refused to do that as well. In the next month, Harry put everything he had into his responsibilities. He continued to wear glamours when he worked and only took them down when he was in the confines of their private chambers. While outside their chambers, Harry made himself available not only to Teddy and Ciel, but to any of the students that he had grown close to since January.
            They celebrated Draco’s birthday with a relaxed evening in. They celebrated on the weekend with the boys where the boys had made finger painted pictures of themselves with Draco as birthday presents. Touched, Draco framed the pictures and hung them up in his office. If there were students that thought to laugh . Then the boys went off to spend the night with Hermione so Draco and Harry could have a night filled with laughter and incredibly pleasurable but inappropriate acts.
            The end of school quickly came. It was the last week of school and Harry was in his office working on some last minute prep for the last homework assignment he was planning on giving his students when there was a light knock on the door. He looked up and smiled brightly when Isolde came into the room. Ever since his first coma, Harry, Draco and Isolde had talked numerous times about their somewhat similar backgrounds. Once school was over, they were even planning on a get together with her parents so Draco and Harry could ask the other couple just like themselves questions that they’ve never had answers to. Do to their nature, Harry had felt confident that Isolde would never betray his situation and she had been the only student he had told about his pregnancy. So far he had been right in placing his faith in her keeping her mouth shut.
            Putting down his quill, Harry leaned back in his chair.
            “Good evening Isolde.”
            “Good evening Professor. I’m surprised your still here.”
            Frowning, Harry glanced over at the clock on his desk. He jolted a little, not having realized before that he’d worked on his lesson plan and subsequent homework assignments well pasted dinner.
            “Merlin. Draco’s going to have a fit.”
            The girl giggled, “It’s true. He looked quite upset at dinner but he had his hands full with your little ones.”
            “That doesn’t surprise me. With the exams and the situation last month, they’ve been really clingy.”
            “Can you blame them?” Isolde asked. Even though Harry wondered how appropriate it was to have told her about the inner workings of what happened at the Gala, Harry once again had felt comfortable about talking with his student. He’d learned after the fact that Draco had invited her family to the Gala but they were unable to attend for vague reasons. Harry figured that they didn’t feel comfortable being in such a place and if Harry had anything to say about it he rather wished he hadn’t attended either.
            Harry shook his head, “No. Of course I dont blame them. It just doesn’t surprise me that they would be a handful” The brunette chuckled lightly, stretching his arms over his head. “Anyways, did you come for a reason or just to chat? I’m ok with either though.”
            He waited and was intrigued when his student seemed to wilt a little. When she didn’t say anything, he allowed them to fall into a comfortable silence while she spent time deciding on she wanted to say. In the meantime, Harry continued working on his homework assignment for his students.
            “I’m sad that you wont be here next year. I’m going to miss you.” Her words made the man smile warmly as he put his quill down and sat back in his chair once more. He was reminded when his favorite teacher left at the end of the year but this time things were reversed.
            “Why do you say that? Draco will still be here.”
            “That’s true. But,” Isolde shook her head, “No offense to Professor Malfoy, but you are more personable. Even though Professor Malfoy is my head of house, I find it much easier to come talk to you about things. And its not like I can really talk to alot of people my own age.”
            Her statement made Harry laugh, “Yes. He can be a bit of a boar sometimes. What about your friends. You’ve made friends from the DADA club we formed this year.”
            “But they dont know about my dads.”
            Harry felt a little sad for the girl, “You never told me why they dont want you telling other people about them.”
            Isolde shrugged, “They feel like if people were to know, people would treat me differently. And I have to respect that.”
            It was a sentiment that Harry understood completely. Even if male pregnancies weren’t taboo in the wizarding world, they were rare enough that it wasn’t exactly heard of in every day conversations. And there were many who didn’t know it could happen and the looks Harry received from people such as that could become quite irritating. His own reaction to it all the first time he found out about it would have rivaled theirs. But now having known a child born to a situation like his, it made him willing to reconsider what he thought about keeping his situation quiet. In the time he’d had to get to know the girl in front of him, he found that she seemed a bit sad when she was put into a position where talks about parents came up. He could see that she wanted to share her situation with her friends but didn’t feel like she could. He didn’t want his children growing up thinking that way. If that meant he had to be open about their situation, even if it made him uncomfortable then he’d make the sacrifice. That being said, he still wouldn’t walk around with his pregnant belly showing for everyone to see. The wizarding world didn’t need to see or know everything about situations like his.
            “Well you know, once I am no longer a teacher here at Hogwarts, you are more than welcome to send me letters and I’ll be happy to respond given that your parents agree to it. And I know the boys like seeing you so you’d be welcome to come visit, also given permission from your parents.” The offer seemed to brighten her mood considerably. “I know it wont be quite the same but-”
            “Oh no. I’m sure my parents wouldn’t mind. And I’d love to help out if you need any when the baby comes”
            “I would appreciate that very much. But you’ll be in school when this one decides to show it’s face. The due date isn’t until November” Harry commented as he pointed down to his hidden stomach.
            “Maybe on holiday I can come visit.” Isolde replied hopefully.
            “Of course. And need I remind you that we’ve planned a get together this summer between your family and mine. So we’ll see each other in the summer.” He grinned at the sparkle in her eyes.
            “Papa is very excited to meet you. I’ve told both of them a lot about you and Professor Malfoy.”
            “We are looking forward to meeting them as well. They’ve raised quite the young witch if I’m any judge of character,” Green eyes teased the witch lightly as he got up out of his chair, “Now. I say we both go and find our beds. I’ve a husband to find and I’m quite certain you have studies to attend to.”
            Isolde stood up and bowed her head lightly, “Yes Professor. Have a good night.” The witch smiled brightly at Harry before leaving his office. Once she was gone, Harry sighed quietly. He would not hear the end of his absence from dinner from Draco and he wasn’t really prepared to deal with that. But he made himself walk out the door and back to their rooms where he was met with food, a stern talking to and clingy hands.

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            Minerva was quite upset on the last day. She was sad that she was losing Harry but she could understand his position. She made it quite clear that if Harry ever wished to come back and teach once the new child was old enough he was welcome and she would employ him immediately. Harry thought she was more upset that she had to continue employing Professor Eckleton than him actually leaving. Together, Draco and Harry finished packing up their things and moved most everything back to their suburban home. Some of Draco’s books were moved back to the Chateau for the summer as he didn’t want to risk them getting ruined.
            They’d spent the second day of summer quietly lounging at home, watching the boys play make believe in the backyard or in their playroom. It was nice to have nothing to do and no obligations, no children other than their own to look after. Draco wouldn’t allow Harry to make dinner that night, saying that the man needed to rest instead of exert himself. For once, Harry didn’t argue. He was tired and was enjoying spending time doing absolutely nothing but lounging on a chair while the boys played. He’d argue tomorrow if Draco continued to treat him like a porcelain doll. When the day came to a close, the adults had each child take a shower or bath and then tucked them into bed.

            “Harry,” Draco spoke as he walked into the bathroom. Harry was soaking in the bathtub, trying to ease some of the discomfort he felt in his back. Maka was coiled on her rock in the bedroom. He’d been lightly dozing in the water until Draco called his name. He cracked an eye open to look at the blonde as he made himself comfortable on the ground, resting his arms on the edge of the tub. “If you’re going to sleep you really should get out and get in bed.”
            “But I’m comfortable here.” He muttered, closing his eyes once again.
            Draco chuckled, shaking his head. “I can make you much more comfortable.”
            “It’s true. You could.” Harry smiled. He shifted so he could open his eyes and look at Draco better. When he looked at the blonde this time, he found silver eyes gazing at him intently. They were filled with love and adoration. Harry’s eyebrows raised a bit in question. Draco shook his head and leaned forward until he could lightly kiss his husband’s lips.
            “Marry me.”
            Harry kissed the blonde in return, “I’m already married to you.”
            “I mean marry me again.”
            “Again, I’m already doing that.” Harry chimed in.
            “I mean now you ass.” Draco growled possessively, slipping his tongue into Harry’s warm mouth. The two kissed deeply until air was a necessity. When they pulled away from each other a little bit, Draco continued, “Marry me next week. I know we’re already married but I can’t stand another day without making it public so that there isn’t any doubt that you are mine and I am yours. I want the world to know that I wont share you with anyone. We can arrange for the kids to stay with my mother or Andromeda for a week afterwards so I can ravish you as much as you deserve and when I’m not ravishing you I can parade you around the local sites.” When Harry didn’t say a word, Draco placed another soft kiss to those lips, “Please. Say we can get married again next week.”
            “I’m surprised you can even wait a week.” Harry teased.
            Silver eyes rolled, “Mother would murder me if I didn’t at least give her a week to plan.”
            Nodding in understanding, Harry smiled happily. “Alright. But let’s only have close friends and family. We can allow one reporter there if you really want the world to know but other than that, no one else. I was simple and intimate.”
            “Anything you want, as long as you’ll be mine.” Draco stated, completely pleased with himself. He reached into the tub and pulled the drain, “Now come on, I wanna snuggle with my husband if you wouldn’t mind. It’s not every day I get laze about with my husband. I’d like to take advantage of it as best I can.” Grabbing a towel, Draco helped Harry out of the tub and dried the man with the cloth. Normally he would let Harry do it on his own, but he felt the overwhelming need to pamper his husband that day. He often felt solely responsible for all the discomfort Harry felt when it came to his pregnancy so when Draco could, he pampered the brunette to show his gratitude and awe of what his husband’s body was doing for their family. He didn’t know if he’d ever admit it aloud but he sure as hell wasn’t ever going to carry a child within his own body so praise the being that would.
            And it didn’t even bother him that he heard whispers from people he knew from his old circle say that he was completely whipped or that he’d been neutered with the amount of attention he showed to Harry or that he’d try to bend to Harry’s will on most things. Unless the brunette was completely wrong and then a discussion, more often to be a heated one, would ensue. Moments like these, curling up with his husband snuggled tightly in front of his with his arms around the man were things that had changed his view point on things for the better and he would never ever dream of giving them up. And it lightened his heart to no end that Harry had agreed to marry him in a week. He made a mental note in his head as he started to fall asleep that he would need to make sure to get a good photographer so they would be able to document the moment as best they could.
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