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Benefactor	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 116200 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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A/N: We're almost done with this story! Home stretch! (I know, I know, about time)

Draco leaned against the doorframe in his room and studied the figure in his bed. Harry was sleeping soundly, with a small smile on his lips. His slender thighs stained with Draco’s seed and little love bites scattered across his young chest. Draco had half a mind to go over and fuck his Angel again but held himself back. Though it made him feel so much better to do things like that he had a rather pressing matter to deal with as well. Draco’s eyes drifted to Harry’s flat stomach.
He hadn’t told Harry about the baby, but then he didn’t really figure he had to. He knew what Harry’s reaction would be. He would do anything to please Draco, even risk his life carrying a baby with a body that was too young to safely do it.
It had only been a few days since Draco had learned of the pregnancy and he was still utterly torn. The idea of Harry’s young perfect body swollen with Draco’s heir was intensely arousing for the Malfoy. He’d even had to jerk off to it since he only let himself think on it while Harry was asleep. But, as arousing and beautiful as Draco found the idea he also was painfully aware of how intensely dangerous it was. Harry was not meant to carry and birth children. Perhaps if he had been a touch older it would be a bit more acceptable of a risk but as it was currently, Draco couldn’t justify it. He wanted to keep Harry too much. He did love the boy.
Draco traced Harry’s sleeping body with his eyes one more time before sighing. He didn’t really have much choice. He couldn’t risk his Angel like that. He would have to terminate the baby. A bitter pang filled the Malfoy but he shoved it to the side. It wasn’t what he really wanted but it was the best option for Harry.
“I’m growing soft,” Draco muttered as he turned and made his way towards the door. He locked and spelled it after he left the flat and then Apparated away.
He couldn’t make an abortion potion. He didn’t have the necessary ingredients and they were insanely hard to get. Nor could he buy an abortion potion from just anywhere. They were highly regulated by the Ministry. But Draco did know of one person who would be most likely to help him and have the ability. Draco appeared outside of a slightly run down manor house and knocked on the door.
A few moments later, a familiar dark figure opened the door. Draco smiled at the slightly taller man. “Severus.”
“Draco… to what do I owe the pleasure?” Snape asked, eyeing the paler man that he’d once babysat carefully and somewhat warily.
“I need a favor. Can I come in?” Draco asked. Snape studied him another few moments before inclining his head slightly and stepping to the side. Draco gave him a smile and stepped inside the house. Snape closed and locked the door before leading the way into the nearby parlor.
“What is this favor, Draco?” Snape asked as he sat down in his favorite chair by the fire.
Draco took the seat opposite Snape. “I need a potion.”
Snape’s eyebrow shot up. “You are quite capable of making most any potion, Draco. Why would you need my help to get one?”
Draco sighed some and ran a hand through his hair, only to quickly push it back into place a moment later. “I need… an abortion potion,” he managed to murmur.
There were several moments of tense silence following that statement. “Draco…” Snape began softly. “You told me not last year that you were gay… why now are you here asking for something like that?” Draco nearly flinched at the worried sound in his god-father’s voice but managed not to. He had to get the potion and fix things. He couldn’t lose his Angel.
Draco looked up at Snape and tried his best to tell him the truth. Or rather a version of it. Snape wouldn’t understand Draco’s attraction to Harry. While they were both less than law abiding citizens Snape was very much not interested in children. Having them or sleeping with them. “I was experimenting… and there was unexpected results,” Draco told his god-father. “I need the potion to fix this. This… situation is highly dangerous medically. I can’t allow it to continue.”
Snape’s eyes narrowed. “If it is an accident you should go to St. Mungos. They can give you such a potion legally,” Snape pointed out.
Draco shook his head quickly. “I can’t do that. It’s… well the way it happened wasn’t exactly… legal. I’d have to explain the situation and they’d lock me up for breaking potion making mandates. I need your help, Severus.”
“Draco what have you been up to?” Snape asked, eyes still narrow and suspicious.
Draco sighed heavily. “Something I shouldn’t have been,” he admitted. “But that’s why I need your help now, Snape. Please? You’re the only one I can go to.”
Snape was silent for several moments before sighing and sitting back against his chair. “I don’t have something like that on hand, Draco,” Snape said. “I haven’t any real need for it after all. And it has a rather long brewing cycle.”
“How long does it take?” Draco asked, somewhat nervous. If it took too long then his Angel would find out about the pregnancy in the first place and Draco had been looking to spare Harry that. He didn’t want Harry to grow attached to the baby only to have to abort it. Nor did he want his Angel to actually be forced to make the decision. Draco was deciding for him.
“It would take four months to brew, Draco,” Snape informed.
Draco closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. There was no way that his Angel would stay oblivious for the entire first trimester. This was a disaster. “Is there anywhere besides St. Mungos I could get it sooner?” he asked, trying to keep the desperation out of his voice as best he could.
Snape shrugged absently. “The black market, I suppose. But you know how I feel about the quality of those potions…” he said, studying Draco carefully.
The Malfoy Heir nodded some and got up. “I’ll have to try something else then. Thank you anyway, Severus… and if you could not mention this visit to anyone, especially my parents, I would appreciate it,” Draco said before seeing himself out. His mind was buzzing with terribly ideas that he wasn’t sure would work or if they would how badly they would hurt his Angel. He had to fix this, he just didn’t know how.
Snape stared after the paler man for several minutes before getting up. His eyes slowly moved over to the cabinet at the far side of the room that held a variety of potions. On the top shelf, in a tiny vial with a jeweled stopper, was a bright blue potion. His cold black eyes went back to where he’d last seen Draco and he hummed a bit in thought. He couldn’t really explain why he’d lied to Draco about the potion other than the fact that he had a truly bad feeling about why he’d ask for something like an abortion potion.
If Draco had done something that made such a drastic option the best one, Snape was almost afraid to ponder what it could have been. Snape pushed back the feelings of betrayal that his own actions were bringing up as he went to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of floo powder. He’d have to get to the bottom of this. If Draco was in that deep, Snape had to know the full story. It was the only way to truly help Draco. Snape was sure of it.
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