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For The Sake Of A Name	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 52498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: I present to you all, chapter 14, enjoy.

I apologise for the lack of update last week, due to my crazy workload for university, however that is more or less completely done with now, so we will be back to the regular updates.

That said, I am quickly running out of pre-written chapters and have been working on the very stubborn chapter 19 for about a month, hoping to knuckle down and get it hammered out this week though and then with any luck my muse will like the chapters after that a bit better.

(for those of you who also read Erotes, I hope to have an update out for that tomorrow)

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always.

Previously:

“You want me to move?” Blaise asked.

Harry was about to yell yes, when he caught himself, he had nothing to be jealous of; Draco was his wife and Blaise’s friend, not the other way around. He realised that the Slytherin boy was still watching him, waiting for a response and shook his head. “Like you said, she will probably wake soon; I would rather not disturb her.”

-#-

“Good morning, my beautiful wife.” Harry whispered into a sleeping Draco’s ear.

“Hmmm.” She hummed slightly in response.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” He tried again to wake her, waving the plate of pancakes covered in maple syrup and fruit in front of her.

“Is that breakfast?” She asked; her eyes still closed in reluctance to wake up.

“Yes it is, and we are going to eat it in bed.” Harry was grinning; he was lying in bed next to her, and ran his free hand over the ever growing bump of her belly.

Finally she opened her eyes and smiled up deviously at her husband. “I think you should put that plate on the bedside table so we can really celebrate Valentine’s Day properly.”

Harry smirked at her, straddling over her to reach the table beside the bed, putting the plate down. As he so often was, he was struck by how much the sight of her beneath him affected him; even more so when could feel their child between them.

“I love you, Draco.” He leaned down to kiss her before she had a moment to respond and so she let the passion with which she returned his affections say everything she felt, her lips on his, her hands desperately grasping his hair; if she was causing him discomforted he either enjoyed it, or didn’t care.

It seemed to her he got the message, because she could clearly feel his pleasure at the sentiment pressing hard against her thigh. Draco spread her legs slowly, allowing him to press more firmly against her, as if they were trying to physically merge together.

Gasping for breath, they broke apart; Harry’s lips looking slightly bruised, his hair sexily mussed up and his eyes wide with love, lust and desire. They took no time in ridding him of his Pyjama trousers, leaving his wonderfully naked to his wife’s eyes, their duvet already lost down to the end of their bed.

Once again straddling his wife, grinding himself slightly against her, his hands ran from their place on her smooth legs, upwards, under her nightgown; making it ride up as he worked his way up to her waist.

Draco moaned her pleasure as he placed gentle kisses on her now exposed legs, moving up them till he was kissing her hip; sucking hard and working it with his teeth, he marked her. As he did so, his hands, taking the night clothes with him and closely followed by his lip, moved over her rounded belly and explored her chest.

She was making all the noises he loved and she revelled in the feeling of being so adored and loved; his domination making all the right places feel warm and tingly, letting her know her body would be more than ready for him when he took her.

“Harry, stop teasing.” She demanded as he did something truly delightful with his fingers against her entrance, his tongue flicking over her erect nipples.

He smiled in wonder, at the reaction he could elicit from his gorgeous blonde, from the way she would writhe under him and demand more; he was always happy to comply. He slid a pair of fingers into her wet warmth, checking she was as turned on as he believed her to be.

“Harry! Now.” She insisted again.

He positioned himself against her and kissed her harshly, as he pushed into her. The multiple assaults on her senses sent trembles through Draco’s body and she whimpered at the pure pleasure she felt, against his mouth.

He thrust into her again, hard, and she wrapped her legs around his waist to stop her pushing her into the headboard. They broke their kiss and he bit lightly into the side of her neck but his next thrust was gentler however and in her frustration she put her feet on his arse to encourage him.

“Keen, Love?” Harry chuckled.

“I want you to fuck me, I want it hard and fast; I want to feel my big strong husband inside me.” Her voice was powerful and deeper than it usually was as she purred what she wanted.

“Anything for you, Mrs Potter.” And he complied thrusting into her, making her head tip back as she gasped her approval.

Motivated by her reaction he continued to push into her with great force, his fingers digging into her slim waist; her legs returned to his hips, using the grip to meet his movements, pushing his hard member deeper into her warmth.

Soon they were beyond words or rationale, moving together, warmth spreading through their bodies; Draco’s hands fisting the sheets beneath them as they mutual pleasure built. She reached up and tried to put her arm around his neck but he caught her wrist; stopping his thrusts with his cock still buried inside her.

He calmly placed her hand back at her side with a smirk, “Keep your grip on the sheets, no touching.” He ordered.

The command seemed simple and the desire to run her hands over her husband’s body had barely been there before, but now that it was forbidden her fingers seemed to tingle with the desire to caress every inch of his skin. Aware she was now focusing on keeping her hands off him he shifted his hips and fucked her hard again, returning her focus to him once more.

Her grip on the sheets had increased and she was moaning loudly, he was grunting slightly at the effort he put into making sure this was as great for both of them. Her submission to his control and command was doing wonderful things for both of them, making everything feel more intense and powerful.

It was only a few minutes longer before they were both unable to hold off they impending climaxes and as Draco tensed around him, a cry of joy from her lips, Harry came with her. He carefully slid his arms around her back and he pulled them both up so that she was straddling his lap as he sat on the bed, letting his flaccid cock slide gently from inside her.

She rested her head against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him. “I love you too, Harry.”

He laughed, “Shall we have that breakfast I so kindly brought you, before we have to go to class?”

Draco groaned. “Class, damn it, do we have to?”

“Yes, Love, we have to.” Harry sighed; Draco had been much less keen on attending classes since she was excluded from so many activities in them. “Though, I would much rather just spend the day in bed with you, I assure you.” He kissed the top of her head.

She hummed her approval of that idea but otherwise didn’t move. Harry shuffled around, not moving her from his lap and lay down so that she was lying on top of him, her head now on his chest.

After a few minutes of quiet, Draco listening to the beat of his heart in his chest, Harry reached up and took a strawberry from the plate.

“Open up, Draco.”

She looked up slightly and smiled softly, opening her mouth to eat the large strawberry whole.

“Oh that is really good.” Draco told him, snuggling against his chest, “I swear our son has a thing about sweet fruits.”

“Well if you sat up, I could give you a plate of them.”

“Nope, I think I will allow you to continue to feed them to me.”

Harry rolled his eyes, “Yes master, however I may serve you.” he mocked.

-#-

The day passed well, much to Harry’s delight; he really wanted Draco to be in a good mood that evening. They were all doing mostly theory work in lessons, which, while not exciting, allowed Draco to not be singled out.

In Care of Magical Creatures they were studying unicorns and it turned out that the large adult unicorn took a liking to Draco, even though it normally wouldn’t let anyone other than Hagrid close to them; by the time the lesson was over Draco was grinning from ear to ear and babbling about how soft the skin of the animal was to the touch.

Ron and Hermione walked with Harry as they followed Draco and Blaise back towards the castle.

“She seems in a good mood today.” Ron said suggestively, making sure to speak softly enough that the two Slytherins a short way ahead of them wouldn’t hear.

“Thankfully; I have had Dobby prepare a dinner for us, the last thing I needed was for her to have a bad day today.” Harry told her, deliberately ignoring any implications his friend had made.

“That was pretty awesome, that the Unicorn took such a liking to her, do you suppose it was because of her pregnancy.” Hermione speculated and then spotted Harry’s suspiciously pleased grin.

“You knew that it would react that way and asked Hagrid to give this lesson today?” Hermione asked him with a raised eyebrow.

With a small pleased laugh, Harry nodded. “Yeah, I asked Hagrid if there were any animals that particularly liked pregnant women; figured there would be something. He suggested the unicorns.”

“That is incredibly sweet of you, Harry.” Hermione gave him her best smile.

“That is incredibly sappy of you, Harry.” Ron tried to correct, which made Harry laugh loudly.

-#-

Draco woke up from the nap she always needed after a long day of lessons to find a neatly wrapped parcel on the foot of the bed. There was a red ribbon around the package with a small label, ‘Draco’ written on it in Harry’s scrawl, turning the label over she read, ‘Put it on’.

“What are you up to, Harry?” she asked rhetorically.

Opening the parcel carefully, a small pile of deep blue, almost black, silky fabric fell onto the bed. Draco got to her feet and held it up, revealing a beautiful set of robes and by the time she had gotten them on, it was clear to her they had been made to fit her perfectly.

She inspected herself in the mirror for a few moments; her feet were still bare, but didn’t show as the robes reached the floor, she also noticed that with the thin material her baby bump still showed. Smiling at that, she headed toward their living room; Harry was leaning against the back of the sofa watching the fire flicker, wearing just as beautiful dark green robes, behind him a table set for two.

“Evening.” Draco simpered as she leaned coolly against the doorframe.

Apparently she had made Harry jump because he spun on the spot, breathing rapidly and hand over his heart. She laughed at him before making her way over to him, putting a hand on his chest and standing on tip toes to kiss him.

“Thank you for the robes, they are amazing, and to think I thought you had no taste in clothing.”

“I might have had a little help but though,” Harry put his hands on Draco’s shoulders and looked her up and down, “I must say you look stunning; when you hear people say that pregnancy can make someone glow… well let’s just say, I understand what they mean.”

“Are we having dinner here tonight then?” Draco indicated the set table next to them.

“Yep, I didn’t feel like sharing your company with anyone else, not today. Today it is just you and me… and our son too I suppose.” Harry was smiling widely as he pulled out a chair for Draco to sit on.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Harry.”

“You too, Draco.” Harry gave her a chaste kiss before taking his seat opposite. “Dobby.”

The house elf appeared in the cutest little waiters outfit Draco had ever seen, though the look was somewhat ruined by the unavoidably odd appearance which is common to all house elves. He was holding two bowls of soup, which looked thick and creamy, placing one in front of each of them; he disappeared just to return with a small basket of what seemed to be fresh bread.

“This looks amazing Dobby, thank you.” Harry said, as way of a dismissal.

The soup was every bit as good as it looked and the two of them ate in an easy silence and Dobby returned when they had both not only finished but wiped their bowls clean with the bread. He replaced they finished started with dishes of pasta, covered with a rich tomato sauce and chicken pieces; a bowl of fresh salad of lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and peppers between them.

“I have a small gift for you, Harry.” Draco told him, “It isn’t really much, but…”

“You didn’t have to get me anything; you have already given me a family I could only dream of having, what more could I want.”

“Well that was incredibly girly and clichéd, Harry.” Draco told him with a cheeky grin.

“Yeah, yeah, well apparently you have that effect on me. So, what is it you got me, dear?”

“I will be right back.”

Harry watched amused as she hurried off to their bedroom and he heard her ruffling through a drawer or one of their trunks; a few moments later she returned with a beautifully wrapped gift and when she handed it to him he could immediately tell it was a book.

“A book?” Harry asked with a slightly thoughtful expression.

Draco nodded, “Open it.”

He pulled the paper carefully apart, revealing a fairly large posh looking text. ‘Wizard Parenting - Taking Care of Your New Baby Witch or Wizard.’ Grinning widely he turned the book over and read the back. ‘This book is a must have for any new parent in the wizarding world. It will walk you through what to expect and how to deal with any and all situations which are likely to occur, from pregnancy, through birth and as your child grows. Includes: illustrations of stages of pregnancy, complete illustrated guides to changing nappies and bathing your baby and tables to indicate expected ages for development stages, such as walking and talking.’

“Draco, this is amazing.” Harry scrambled to his feet and kneeling next to Draco he kissed her, “I love you so much.”

“I just knew you were, well… we both are, nervous about becoming parents; I thought this might help answer some of our questions and just make us feel a bit more sure about everything and…”

“Draco, it is perfect.” He kissed here again to stop her rambling. “I have a gift for you too.”

“What?” Draco glared at him lightly. “You already gave me breakfast in bed, this wonderful dinner and these beautiful robes…”

Harry had gone and fetched a velvet box a bit bigger than his palm from the shelf and returned to kneel next to her. “And I have gotten you this.” Harry opened the box.

Draco gasped at the sight of the silver bands inside, there were three, all identical, but in different sizes, from a couple of inches in diameter to less than one.

“I have one for you, one for me and one for our son, once he is born. They had a slight tracking spell on them; there is an incantation that if spoken with the name of the person wearing one of the other bracelets, will tell you which direction the other person is in. I just love the idea that we will always be able to find each other.” Harry explained.

“Wow, that’s amazing.” Draco reached out and slid the middle ring over her arm, gasping slightly when it tighten to fit her perfectly, then helped Harry put his on; their son’s put safely away on the shelf for in a few months’ time.

They returned to their dinner and Draco cast a simple warming charm to heat up the meal which had grown slightly cold. Dobby returned again once they had finished and the meal was finished off with a large fruit salad and a small mountain of cherry flavoured ice cream, which they had great fun feeding to each other.

All in all Harry couldn’t have asked for the day to have gone much better and Draco was sure she would never forget their first Valentine’s Day together; though she was sure Harry would spend the rest of their lives trying to best it.

-#-

Over the next few days Harry overheard Draco telling many people about the perfect dinner they had had and the matching set of bracelets that they had, though she refrained from telling them their true power.

Hermione and Ron had both been very impressed by Harry’s romantic side; though while Hermione seemed to just think this proved that her best friend was as great as she always knew he was, Ron was more of the opinion that Harry was definitely going to be his go to guy for all things relationship. Harry couldn’t help but feel anxious about this turn of their friendship and Draco had laughed when he told her as much.

Given that there was a constant worry of not knowing whether the ministry would sanction them to keep their child, they were managing to live happily; their lessons were progressing well as could be expected with the limitations placed on Draco, they were often with their friends laughing, playing games or doing homework and the pregnancy was progressing as well as they could ask for according to Madam Pomfrey, when they visited her for a check-up.

Draco’s bump was clearly visible through even the thick, heavy robes of their uniform and many students had asked if they could feel it, backing away quickly when Draco and/or Harry glared them down, sometimes with a snarl.

The first day of March found Draco sitting at the Gryffindor table, between Harry and Blaise, opposite Hermione and Ron, one hand shovelling the evening meal into her mouth, the other resting on her stomach. She squealed slightly as she felt a slight push against her hand.

“What happened?” Harry asked with concern.

“Quick, give me your hand.” Draco demanded, Harry didn’t hesitate to comply and she pressed it where her other hand had been.

“WHOA…. Was that…?” Harry asked, with wide eyes.

Draco giggled, “That’s our baby boy saying hello to his Daddy.”

Everyone around them who had heard broke out into whispers, there had already been a lot of talk about how far along the pregnancy seemed to be, speculation about when the child was conceived and the sex of their child.

Hermione and Blaise looked excited and Ron at least looked extremely curious. “You three can all feel him kick soon, I am sure, but not while I want to get back to finishing my dinner.” Draco told them with a grin.

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Delia cerrano - I love that moment too, with Draco looking over Harry's shoulder; I think Blaise really helps bring out Draco's Slytherin nature, in a playful way though, not a nasty one.

Nari-chan - Glad you enjoyed the chapters and yes, Blaise was really needed in this story, I'm pretty sure I don't have a pairing worked out for him at the moment, so will have to do some thinking on it, but I definitely have him pegged as being gay in this story; not really sure why, but just how it is in my head. :)

Luminari_lilium - Thank you for giving my story a chance and I am glad you like it.

Love - You too, thank you for sticking with the story and glad to hear you love it :D Don't worry Blaise will not end up with Harry and Draco in this story, that doesn't mean he won't flirt though ;)
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