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Warding Bonds	By : TalisRuadair Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14411 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series (1997-2007) and any characters and original locations within the books belong to JK Rowling. I am not making any money from this fiction.

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Chapter Thirteen – Guy Fawkes Day

Harry wasn’t expecting to be present at the birth of his brother-in-law, so he wasn’t surprised when he was informed of the birth during breakfast the following morning. Another month had passed since what he now deemed as the shower disaster. What gay guy wants to see two straight spooks getting it on in the shower anyway? The little wiggle worm decided to arrive in the late hours of Halloween, while most of the students were still in the Great Hall enjoying the feast. Harry wasn’t with the rest of the students, as he couldn’t celebrate without Draco even with the blonde telling him it was alright in his head. Instead he had Kreacher deliver the feast to his private rooms where he spent the night with his still sleeping beloved.

The following morning, a very excited Lucius didn’t even wait for Harry to reach the Gryffindor table before blurting out the news. Draco managed to whine in Harry’s head about missing his own bother’s birth. Four more days had passed since that morning, and Harry now sat in the beautifully decorated dungeon chambers belonging to the Malfoys. He sighed realizing the sitting room was decorated by Narcissa with the light and airy feeling that reminded him of the sun room at the Chateau. He smiled wondering if Rose had helped her with the color selections making what he would suspect a dark and dreary room, look absolutely inviting. He was sat on a cream colored couch as she walked over with the little baby with barely there blonde hair. The few days’ old baby managed to open his eyes for a moment and baby blues stared at Harry. “He’s so wonderful. I can’t wait until my son comes into this world. I can’t wait to see the two playing in the gardens of one of our many estates.”

Draco’s voice rang in his mind. I want to hold him. I have wanted a baby brother for so long and now that he’s here, you’re the one that’s holding him. Why the hell can’t we find the right door in that obelisk of a room? I mean it’s torture. I swear the rooms shift behind the doors instead of the center of the room shifting. If that’s the case, then marking the doors wouldn’t make a bloody difference.

Harry sighed not wanting to alert Narcissa to her older son’s distress. I’m sure we’ll find the right door tonight. I will go to bed early in order to give you more time. He looked back down at the baby and back over at the new mother, “I think I should get going. I have a few more things I need to do before going to bed. I thank you for letting me see him. By chance do you know when they will complete the magical passageways connecting our rooms?”

She smiled taking baby Scorpius from him, “Well, I’m not exactly sure, but the elves are still working diligently on it during their nightly cleaning shifts.”

“That’s good to know. I cannot wait until all of our rooms are connected to a common room. It will make for faster travel between rooms. I have to admit that the wonders of magic still surprises me from time to time.” Harry grumbled as he stood, “Then again, anything would surprise a boy who grew up in a broom cupboard under the stairs.”

Her eyes widened, “What did you just say? Did I hear you say that you lived under the stairs?”

He looked down and rubbed the back of his neck, “Only until after the first Hogwarts letter was received then I was moved into my cousin’s spare junk room. You really shouldn’t worry about it. I have my Aunt Rose now and I’m of age. I’ll never have to go back to that muggle home.”

She covered her mouth, “Oh goodness, Harry. I will be talking with Severus and Lucius about this. Those muggles shouldn’t get away with treating you that way, and why do I have a feeling it goes beyond sleeping under the stairs?”

He held his hands up and shook his head, “It wasn’t that bad really. I just did the chores they gave me, ate what I was allowed, and remained locked in my room for the majority of summer. I’m sure it could’ve been worse. They never hit me, well my cousin and his friends liked to play a game where they’d chase me and beat me up, but they were just kids.”

Her eyes widened more, “Did Severus know about this?”

“I think he has an inclination, but really I’m fine. There’s nothing to worry about. I’d never do anything like that to my son,” he turned to leave the room. He didn’t really mean to share that tidbit of information with his mother-in-law. He never wanted to play the poor mistreated orphan card. He just wanted to forget his childhood and live through the wonderful childhood he would be giving to his son. I’ll be back with you shortly Draco, and then we can get you out of that spinning room and home. I miss you so much. Harry breathed slowly through his nose trying to prevent the tears that were attempting to well up, as every negative thing his aunt and uncle ever said about him or his parents bombarded him on his way back to his private rooms.

Are you sure you want to concentrate on that right now, Harry? I can tell that you’re upset. What did those muggles do to you?

I just don’t want to think about it right now Draco. Let’s just focus on your problems. Harry looked down at his feet as he walked through the mostly deserted corridor. He didn’t want anyone to see the great Harry Potter crying. He didn’t want the Wizarding World knowing about his mostly loveless childhood. He just needed his husband back. He wanted his son to arrive healthy and he wanted to move on in his life. He quickly waved his wand and opened his heavily warded door. He grabbed his items and got ready for bed. He was too tired to do anything more as he climbed into the bed and curled around the ever growing stomach belonging to his beloved.

Harry stood in the all too familiar circular room from the Department of Mysteries. He looked over at the weary looking Draco and pulled him into a tight hug, “I’ve missed you so much. What door number are we going to take this time?”

Draco shrugged, “At first I thought that all odd numbers were bad and all even numbers were good, but then we took door number six and were hit with that memory with Greyback. Then I was thinking that it might be in threes, but then we chose number nine and was a positive memory.” He blushed, “You know which one.” He looked away for a moment with a furrowed brow, “That’s why I started to wonder if the rooms behind the door were moving instead of the inside of the room, or rather that the walls were going around instead of the center of the room.”

Harry thought over all of the expeditions they had made in the room over the past month. Many times the door way would lead to a line of rooms that had different memories but they had each lead to a dead end and they’d been forced to return to the circular room. Luckily the numbers he’d carved into the doors had remained since the first encounter. “I don’t know if that’s true. I mean if the doors were moving around the room then, surely we’d end up facing the same memories. Every time we choose a new door we’re presented with new memories.”

“Okay, what number are we taking this time?”

Harry sighed, “If I remember correctly, the door we finally made it back out of last night was number seven. What a wonderful trip through your childhood that one was.”

“I’m afraid of what might be behind that door. I don’t know if it’s something I can handle even with you by my side,” he trembled and bit his lip as he looked at the unopened door.

Harry pulled him into a hug and kissed his jaw, “We cannot have you staying her forever Draco. You just missed out on the birth of your brother. I know you don’t want to miss the birth of our son. We’ll just have to act like Gryffindors and go for it.” He stepped back from the still trembling blonde, “Are you ready for this?”

He took two deep breaths, “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

Harry nodded as he walked toward the door with the number eight carved into it. He slowly reached out and waited for the door to swing open. They were presented with a white light like the doors before it. He squeezed Draco’s hand in reassurance as they walked into the unknown.

Harry wasn’t expecting what they found in the first room after the door. Draco was in a dungeon with dark stones, shackles on the wall, filth and blood on the floor. He could feel the dark energy in the room, which he assumed saw many other forms of torture over the years. Harry gasped as he recognized Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Theodore Nott standing in the room with their fathers. He looked over at the Draco who’d followed him into the room and approached him, as a pained scream filled his ears from the memory Draco.

He pulled his Draco into his arms allowing his lover to hide his face from what was going on in the room, as Harry continued to watch. Nott Sr. spoke first, “Draco, you have displeased the Dark Lord. He expected you to do more than the foolhardy attempts you’ve managed. Did you really think a cursed necklace would’ve worked or is your heart not in it? Do you not want to see that senile old man put out of his misery? Do you not want to watch our Lord rise to power?”

The memory Draco shook his head as he was turned around and pushed up against the wall. He whimpered as his wrists were shackled above him and his ankles were locked in below. Crabbe Sr. laughed excitedly, “We’re going to show our boys what happens to failures in the Dark Lord’s ranks. You’re too much like your father, Draco. Except you enjoy taking it up the ass and I hear that you were able to take two at one time. Are you ready to try three?”

Draco moved his head to the side so he could breath and didn’t have to stare at the wall, “No, please just kill me. The Dark Lord said I’d die if I failed.”

Nott shook his head, “No Draco, we’re not going to kill you. You still have until the end of the year to fulfill your requirements of the Dark Lord and that will just give us more months of enjoyment. Goyle, I think that you and Crabbe should give you’re boy’s some enjoyment. Show them how to properly punish a wimpy little ponce like darling Draco here. I think I’ll be the third while my bookish boy watches and remembers what happens to those who decide to go against their fathers.”

Harry couldn’t break his eyes away from the scene as the younger two forced their way in and Nott pushed in-between them. He could tell that they had once again neglected to prepare him and relied on Draco’s blood for lubrication. He looked toward the face of Draco and noticed his eyes were shut tight as he gripped the wall tightly, his fingers pure white from the pressure. He couldn’t tell what Draco was thinking, but he had a good idea that the blonde was escaping within his mind. He whispered to the still whimpering man in his arms, “Draco, do you think this maze exists because of your survival instincts forced you to escape within your mind when things like this were happening to your body?”

The sobbing Draco rested his cheek on Harry’s chest in a mirror to what memory Draco was doing with the stone wall, “It’s possible I guess. I didn’t want to think about having my former goons in me. I never found those two attractive and having Nott, a boy I always saw as my equal, standing there watching me was one of the worst moments in my life.”

Harry’s attention was drawn back to the scene as all three inside of Draco released causing the overfilling liquid to drip from the barely standing blonde. When Harry didn’t want to see anymore, a door appeared in the stone wall that wasn’t there before. He picked up his still sobbing husband and walked toward the new memory hoping it would be better than the scene for which they were present.

He was so wrong, as the room erupted in the worse torture scene he could imagine. He figured it had to happen only a few hours prior to Draco calling Dobby and him ending up at Grimmauld place. There just weren’t enough words in the English language to describe the debauchery taking place in that same dungeon room. It worsened when the Dark Lord made his presence known.

He looked down at Draco and noticed his face pale after looking around, “It’s worse than I ever imagined possible. I’m facing the trials I went through last winter break before calling Dobby. I’d hope to never have to witness that week, but here it is before me.” He reached down and held his flat stomach, “I don’t know why but these memories are causing shooting pains in my abdomen. I don’t understand why though. They kept most of the whipping, burns, and slashing hexes to my chest, back, and bum.”

Harry’s eyes widened as he reached out and placed his hand on Draco’s belly, “I don’t think those pains are from this memory. Remember, remember the fifth of November. I should’ve known our son would come on Guy Fawkes Day. He better not have any inclinations to blow up Parliament.”

Draco slumped to the floor, “I’m sorry but I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about. Who’s Guy Fawkes and what’s Parliament?”

“Never mind it was just a muggle reference. I know that you don’t want me to leave you here but I have to go get the healers and Madam Pomfrey. We have a son to deliver from an unconscious father,” Harry looked down at the blonde who was now in a fetal position gripping his stomach. “I want you to concentrate on my thought processes and see through my eyes. If you cannot be there physically, I want you to try and be there mentally through our bond.”

Through pain laced gritted teeth, the blonde growled, “I’m not missing this. I swear I’m not missing this.”

Harry’s eyes popped open as he looked over at the wreathing body in the bed next to him. Sweat formed on the blonde’s forehead and his breathing quickened. Harry ripped the blankets from the bed and noticed a wet spot, which had to be more than urine because the maintenance spells he casted daily vanished any urine in his bladder for twenty-four hours. He shook his head as he wondered how a male gave birth, as he was sure that no birth canal existed even within a wizard, “Kreacher, Dobby, Nilly.”

The three house elves appeared before him along with a fourth one that he didn’t call, “Winky, what are you doing here?”

The little elf played with her dress, “I like Kreacher sir and I was hoping you’d take me on as a bonded elf.”

Harry smiled, “Absolutely. I would be happy to do that a bit later, but first I need to get help for Draco. Kreacher I want you to get the two Healers. Dobby, if you’d please inform Madam Pomfrey that Draco’s in labor. Nilly please fetch Rose and Severus. Winky, if I may have you inform the Malfoys that their grandson is on the way please. Do try to be as quiet as possible because they have a new baby themselves. It’d be bad if you unintentionally woke Scorpius.”

“Yes, master,” the little elf squeaked before disappearing with a crack following the rest of the elves.

Kreacher reappeared first with two disgruntled looking healers, “Master I popped them over because they were babbling about having to get ready and were taking too much time.”

Harry giggled, “Well done Kreacher. They were aware when I hired them that they’d be on call and that if I called them in the middle of the night, it would be an emergency. If they’d rather leave right now, I’m sure that the nurse could handle this without out them, but if they do I’d be sure to fire them and make sure they never work for another noble family again.”

The healers both paled at Harry’s threat and one mumbled, “No need for that sir.”

His hands went to his hips, “Well since I guess you two are both inexperienced with birth then you should start running diagnostics and determining the health of my husband.”

Madam Pomfrey popped into the room with Dobby and her bag of goodies, “How far apart are his contractions? He doesn’t have any canal for a traditional birth so I will have to perform a magical removal, but I need to check on the health of the baby first. I’m not exactly sure how early he is and I don’t know if his lungs will be fully developed.”

Harry’s heart pounded as the nurse lifted her wand and started casting diagnostic charms she never taught him, when Rose, Severus, Narcissa, and Lucius burst through the door. Harry raised an eyebrow, “Where’s Scorpius?”

Narcissa shook her head, “Winky and Nilly are keeping an eye on him. They have instructions to bring him directly to us when he awakes.”

“Oh, okay,” Harry mumbled as he watched the scene unfold before him. He wasn’t exactly sure what was going on and Draco wasn’t talking in his mind. He closed his eyes and focused on his bond. Draco, are you still there?

It hurts so much Harry. I can’t focus on anything but the pain. Why aren’t they giving me anything for the pain?

Harry growled under his breath before roaring, “What the hell are you doing to him? Why hasn’t anyone given him a pain potion? He can’t think with so much pain.”

The two healers and the nurse looked over at him with wide eyes. One of the healers gapped, “How do you know he can register the pain?”

“We’re fully bonded you idiot. I’ve been communicating with him through our mental link for over a month now,” he rubbed his temples. “You know what, you’ve gotten on my last nerve remove yourself from these rooms and I’ll contemplate whether or not I shall keep you on staff.”

Pomfrey’s brown eyes narrowed, “Why didn’t you inform us of the fact that you’ve been communicating with him?”

He shrugged, “I’ve been trying to help him find his way out of his mind maze and been helping him face some truly despicable memories. I thought it was a bit too personal to share. I don’t think the knowledge would assist you in pulling him out sooner.”

The nurse turned back to her charge and looked over the diagnostic spells, “He’s got to be delivered tonight, as the stress of the memories on Draco is influencing the pregnancy. However, I’d like to keep him in an artificial womb for a bit longer. I want to make sure that he will not have any breathing issues, as I believe he wouldn’t be term until the end of December. He’s more than a month early.”

“Is there anything you need from us?” Harry looked around the room knowing that he didn’t have the knowledge to conquer the situation before him. He felt powerless for someone who defeated the most powerful Dark Wizard of all time. He was powerless to help the two people he loved above all else, his bonded mate and his unborn son.

I’m sure everything will be fine. Come back in here with me and let’s go through that new door that just appeared. Draco’s voice filled his mind.

“I’m trusting you to take proper care of both of them,” Harry warned as he plopped down in the chair next to the bed and closed his eyes while holding Draco’s hand. It was only a moment later that he was back in that gruesome room though it was now empty, as he could only assume that Dobby had already disappeared with Draco. He pulled his beloved to him and kissed him like the world was ending before the two of them opened the next door.

The room was completely white and empty of everything except for a bright light. They walked toward it and the closer to the light they came; the more they could hear disembodied voices.

“We need to hurry; the baby’s heartbeat is dropping.”

“Is there anything I can do? Our eldest son’s been missing for such a long time; we couldn’t manage if we lost our first grandchild.”

“Yes dear please lend me your energy. This procedure takes quite a bit out of me.”

“We’ll help too. He’s our great nephew after all. Come on Sev place your hand on Poppy.”

That last sentence caught Harry’s attention fully. He pulled Draco by the arm as he ran into the light. Soon the familiar room came into view and everyone gasped as they looked down at them. Harry kissed Draco’s cheek, “I’m going to go now. My head is lying right next to your hand.”

Harry opened his eyes and looked around the room before locking onto the lovely grey eyes belonging to his lover. He demanded, “How far along are you? When will my husband and son be out of danger?”

Poppy clicked her tongue, “Now, now, Mr. Potter patience is a virtue that’s not required of you right now. The procedure is complete. Draco will need to rest for a bit and James is safe in the artificial womb that’s floating right next to the bed. The womb uses magic to continue feeding and producing oxygen through his attached placenta.”

Harry looked over at the golden orb and saw through the barrier and his son opened his eyes to stare back at him, “Oh Draco look, he has your eyes. “

“Oh Merlin Harry, he has your hair,” Draco croaked.

“It’s definitely dark like mine, but let’s hope it has your texture. Oh but he does look a lot like little Scorpius.” He turned back to the Nurse, “Have you been able to determine how long he’ll need to stay in that bubble?”

“I’m performing the diagnostic spells as we speak. Oh he’s a healthy weight of eight pounds, Merlin, I wonder how big he would’ve been had he waited.” She flicked her wand for a moment and then made a few more flicks before the bubble dissolved, but James continued to float in the air. The nurse took him into her arms and cleaned him with a wet towel before placing him in the weak arms of Draco, “His lungs are fully developed, and he’s perfectly healthy.”

Harry looked over at the wonderful picture the two of them made. It took him a moment to realize tears were forming in the grey eyes that had haunted his dreams for months, “Aw, Draco what’s the matter love.”

The blonde shook his head, “I’m just so happy. After everything that’s happened, I’m just so happy to have this little guy in my arms. Somehow his weight against me just makes me feel like nothing will harm me so long as I have my two men in my life. My protector and my little guy right here. This is just the happiest day in my life. Now all I need is to see little Cory and everything will be complete. Well, you know until the other two babies arrive. We’re seeing the future of Hogwarts.” The bright smile quickly fell from his face, “Crap the school year is almost halfway over and I’ve missed class because of my state. How am I going to catch up enough to do well on my N.E.W.T.s. I can’t possibly study if I’ve missed so much already.”

The wizard beside him chuckled and shook his head, “You’re starting to sound like Hermione. Don’t worry, you have plenty of time to catch up and I’m sure that she’ll love to help you study for the N.E.W.T.s. The two of you will probably end up getting O’s on every one of your exams and have the option of pursuing whatever career path you choose.”

“I love you so much Harry. Just promise me that we’ll wait until I’ve started my career before we have another child. I want this little one old enough to help. Everything has turned around. I couldn’t have ever imagined something as perfect as simply this moment. Rose, do you know what you’re having?”

The Auburn haired Lily clone smiled, “Oui, we’re having a little girl and Severus is ecstatic. I have a feeling that little Lily Eileen Snape will have her daddy wrapped around her little finger from the day she’s born. Dora’s having a little boy, and I think she was talking about naming him after her father and Remus agreed. I really hope we all can stay together, perhaps at the Chateau when the kids are young. It’d be great for them to all grow up together.”

Harry just smiled, “I never imagined that I’d find so much happiness after losing Sirius, but now I realize that sometimes things happen for a reason. I’m so happy to have all of you here, but perhaps someone should go get Remus and Tonks so that all of our family can be here.” At that statement Winky and Nelly popped in with Scorpius. “Well, honey I guess it’s time for me to take little Jamie while you hold your darling little brother who really is a spitting image of you.”

Draco held his little brother and stared into his curious grey eyes, “Looking at you, I have a feeling that you’re going to break tradition. You really do have the eyes of a Ravenclaw.”

“Blasphemy,” Lucius muttered.

Rose chuckled, “Our children will be whatever they’re meant to be, and we will love them all just the same. Now that Draco has returned to us, everything is over. Now all we have left to do is focus on family and we’ll be strong than those before us.” She rubbed her belly and smiled fondly, “I cannot help but feel that my older sister is coming back to me. I’ll make sure she lives a very long and full life this time around, and perhaps Sirius has already been reborn. I mean look at that little guy, how likely is it that he’d have dark hair and grey eyes when blonde hair has been a dominate jean in the Malfoy line for generations. Also though I never met him, I have a feeling that James is ever present in little Scorpius because I have a feeling that Lily and Scorpius are meant to be together.”

Harry shook his head, “We’ll go with your feelings but in the end we’ll just have to wait and see. I guess it’s true that our loved ones never truly die because they’re always with us, and when the time is right they return to us. However, I’m making sure that this time around the reborn Maurders will never become the bully’s or spoiled brats they were before. James will not act anything like his grandfather Potter; I will make sure he grows up with humble values. Even if I have to give him muggle chores in his youth, in fact I think that we will. I also don’t want any of my children to act the same way that my darling Draco acted when we were in school.”

“I agree, but I really think I would’ve acted different if I had a younger brother and my parents didn’t spoil me so much because I was the only child they could have. I was never given responsibility until I was forced into a task I never wished to complete. When that happened, I didn’t have the ability to deal with all that stress or even do what was right.”

Harry handed his son to his Aunt and climbed into the bed beside Draco and pulled him into a kiss before breaking away to let out a gasped promise, “Everything will be better for our children. We’ll make sure that they feel loved, but are given the needed boundaries, and you know what I’ve always wanted a large family. How about we have a Weasley size brewed? I say we’re still quite young and the world needs so many more Blacks and Potters. Now hand your brother back over to your mom.” He turned to his aunt, “Rose, do you think you and Severus could watch James for a little bit while Draco and I get reacquainted?”

She smiled and left the room with a grumbling Severus behind her. Everyone else quickly disappeared, but Madam Pomfrey made sure to remind them, “Don’t forget to place that block back up Harry. Draco needs at least 18 months to recover before you start that brewed. You know that Male pregnancies can be quite tricky.”

“Oh I understand. Now leave so that I can make my husband melt under my ministrations.”

She squeaked and shut the door behind her. Harry chuckled and stripped the both of them. He took his husbands already straining member into his mouth and flicked his tongue over the piercing, which elicited a heady moan. He deep throated before coming back up sucking very hard and then twisting his tongue around the head before playing with the piercing once more. He smiled and allowed it to fall from his mouth, “I’m going to break our previous records darling, and when I’m done with you, you’ll only be a pile of good. Now lift up those legs so that I can find that sweet spot that causes you to scream my name. I want to continuously hit it, but first I need to put on the cock ring. I won’t be coming until you’ve passed out. It’s been far too long since we’ve last been this intimate and with little Jamie, we can’t be like we were before.”

Draco chuckled, “All good things must come to an end. Now get your arse over here and make me so sore I can’t walk tomorrow.”

“Your wish is my command,” Harry bowed slightly before quickly casting the preparation spells and plunging into his lover once more. He slammed his way in and was quickly sheathed. Nothing ever felt as right as when he was balls deep in his lovers sweat little arse. He bent forward and bit down on his lover’s right shoulder and started thrusting into him. He had wanted that moment to come for so long and was in happy bliss since it arrived. “I love you more than anything Draco. You are perfect in every way, and I’m thankful that the Ancient Black Wards brought us together. Now make me even more happy and come. I want to watch your face as you release for the first time tonight.”

He gazed upon his angle as he continued to press on through. The only think his mind could register as his lover’s hole clamped around him was that everything was perfect once more. His life had made a full circle and he would have the love and family that he lacked growing up with the Dursleys. He felt the pleasure of the continuous friction as his lover let out another strangled scream and his body was rocked with his second orgasm. Harry couldn’t concentrate on anything more than the perfectness, the pleasure, and the wholeness he felt for the first time in such a long time. He would never leave his lover and together they’d raise more children than Molly and Arthur. He could see children will all different hair colors and eye colors. So many happy smiling faces, so much laughter, and spending so much time pressing into his lover with just as much enthusiasm.

*The End*

A/N: I have to admit at first I had no idea how long this would be. Part of me thought it would be longer than this, and I had half of this chapter finished at the end of June but then hit a bit of a writer’s block. When I came back to what I had today, it just seemed like the perfect point to end it. I want to thank everyone who’s read this and all of the comments. I apologize for how long it took me to update this, but in the end I hope it turned out well enough.
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