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Chapter Eighteen: Safety first

Cedric had managed to be in every class, every day, for the first two months after the hols. The revelation by Harry and Draco had made it harder to avoid detection, since word was now spreading like fiendfyre and everyone was asking questions. Several other effectees had been discovered and only their previously established relationships had kept them reasonably unmolested.

Anthony Goldstein, a fifth year Ravenclaw, had to rely on the attendance of his two boyfriends, Terry Boot and Michael Corner, to keep from being sought out for a future alliance. He didn't care what was offered, and since he wasn't a pure blood, most of the interested parties were only mildly pushy. Pucey was only interested in getting more information from the Ravenclaw, but Anthony was no fool. He refused to divulge any names to the Slytherin seventh year and Pucey was left with nothing. Nothing, but a stronger desire to know.

As his time came around again, in early March, Cedric noticed he was feeling more fatigued and grouchy. This would be a bad one, and there was no way he was going to avoid missing a class or two. If that happened, Pucey would figure it out for sure.

He was traveling a dungeon hall, just past the potions classroom, when Pucey caught him. He managed to surprise Cedric, or he would never have managed to corner him, shoving him against the wall and pressing his body close. "So, Diggory. Remember that offer, third year? It's open whenever you want to take me up on it. Could be real interesting, you know?" Adrian said, rubbing his hard length against Cedric's thigh.

"Not interested, Pukie. Let me go." the Hufflepuff retorted.

"Now, that's no way to be. Remember that game I beat old Wood at? He was real friendly afterwards." the Slytherin said, running his tongue over Cedric's jaw.

"Right. You wagered his ass against the game and then hexed Potter just as he was about to catch the snitch. You cheated, and Oliver was too honest to call you on it." Cedric was pushing desperately at him, hoping to catch him in a weakness. His time was far too close to be in his prime and that was his downfall. Suddenly, a voice interrupted.

"Back off, Pucey!" Harry said, holding his wand out in preparation to hex the Slytherin. He could tell from the way Cedric's mouth was grimacing and his hands pushed against the other's shoulders that this was no consensual affair. "Let him go, Asshole!"

Adrian stood back, hands up as he walked back toward the corridor. He smiled wickedly, turning to Harry and lowering his wand arm. "Now, now, Potter. Wouldn't want to risk that little bun in there. Don't play games that are too dangerous for you, in your condition." he threatened the Gryffindor, as he reached for his wand. It flew away from him, having been caught by Cedric's Espelliarmus spell.

"Playtime is over, Slytherin. Go back to your hole." Cedric called, waving his wand threateningly. Adrian scurried away, grabbing his wand as he ran down the halls. Cedric watched his departure for long enough to feel safe. He turned back to Harry, lowering his wand as he did. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"I should be asking you that. Didn't look pleasant." Harry retorted.

"Oh, that. Pucey's been after me for years. I'm not going to say I'm used to it, but he's been a real prat lately." Cedric said, his smile quirked a bit on his lips, as he looked over the younger boy. "Harry, is there really . . . .?" he began.

"A baby? Sure. My own little Slytherin witch or wizard, right here." Harry said patting his belly. Cedric stared at the slight bulge, just showing now that Harry's robes were held flat against it.

"Could I, just touch it?" Cedric asked, his hand fluttering in the air in front of him. Harry smiled and nodded, letting Cedric's hand replace his own. The Hufflepuff's eyes widened as he rubbed the rise of flesh. "It vibrates with magic. You're gonna have your hands full." He said happily.

"Mind not fondling my child, Diggory." a sneer sliced the air between them. "Why are you being molested by a Hufflepuff, Harry?" Draco asked from the hall where Pucey had so recently escaped.

"Shut it, Malfoy. He's just curious. It's not every day that you get to touch a pregnant boy-who-lived." Harry joked.

"Or a pregnant Slytherin boy. Could I?" Cedric asked, seeing the matching rise of Draco's belly. He wasn't sure what made him want this, but the humm of the baby in Harry was nearly addictive. "Just a touch, I promise."

"Fine. I'm getting used to it, after all. Every damn female in this school seems to want to brush my baby bump." Draco scowled as he pulled his robes apart. Cedric placed his free hand on the other boy and the humm was there as well, a different frequency, almost like harmony.

"It's just so amazing. Wow!" he pulled his hands away, reluctantly. "I do envy you, really. I could do this someday, but only with the right person."

"Not Adrian Pucey, I gather." Harry surmised.

"No! I want to avoid that. He doesn't know yet, but he's been getting closer. I'm a little afraid that he'll catch me when I can't defend myself, sort of like today." Cedric admitted. "Most of the time, I manage to be in crowds, in classes or in my dorm. He can't get to me there, but where else can I go?"

"Draco?" Harry asked with a winning smile. The blond sneered and looked away. "Just for the days when he needs it?" Harry added.

"Harry, it isn't for the populous, that's why it's been such a well-kept secret." Draco admonished him.

"But, Cedric is Head-boy. That has to mean something." Harry persisted, seeing Malfoy's resolve wavering.

"Just when he needs it and just him. Head boy! Next you'll be telling me Granger should come in because she's a prefect!" Draco sneered, "Come on, Head-boy. Follow me."

Cedric looked lost, but Harry patted his shoulder, pushing him after the ranting Slytherin blond Prefect. "No parties, no guests. No alcohol, with Harry and I in this condition. And no one else is allowed to know about this. God's! I'm going all Huffle-dor now. Saving the world - one uterine man at a time." Harry laughed out loud as Cedric chuckled softly beside him. They stopped in front of a door and Draco paused. "Okay, Pansy is definitely out, if you're in. Change the password from Devil's toes to, hmmm, Stiff Tits! Sorry, it's what I've been feeling, lately."

"You, too?" Harry chimed in and Cedric nearly died of embarrassment. Before he did, he found himself in a mini paradise. Soft leather sofas and a large warm fire. It was like a little personalized Room of Requirements. He looked around, and sat down when Harry indicated a comfortable looking grey leather chair. "This is the Slytherin Prefect's lounge. We come here a lot. Pansy stopped coming as often, when she found us snoggin on the couch." Harry admitted.

"So, are you two . . . . oh, that's silly. Of course you're dating, if you're having each other's baby." Cedric nearly face-palmed himself.

"Technically, no. We do a lot of making out, but . . we aren't exclusive, are we Draco?" Harry suggested.

"Nope. We just decided to give parenthood a go. It was sort of spur-of-the-moment. Only done some kissing, since." the blond admitted.

"Oh. Wow. Okay, then. So, I can stay here, when I need to hide from Pukie?" Cedric asked to clarify.

"Yeah, for any emergencies. Also, best to avoid oral sex, for the time when you’re are fertile. Usually it lasts around four days. We think eight is a more safe estimate, and that falls about seven days after the flow stops. Best time to get you, would be then. If you're propositioned, you might be more . . . susceptible." Harry explained.

"It's not all that complicated, Diggory. Just come here, and sleep on the couch, when you're feeling receptive. Safer here, then out there." Draco finished. "We only come here for lunch most times. Are you hungry?"

Cedric nodded and Harry smiled. "Great. I'm always hungry, now. Dobby!" the elf showed up, looked at the third member of the group and popped out. He returned with enough food for five boys, and smiled as they dug in. "Restore the rubbish bin, would you Dobby? Cedric will be staying here for a few days. Oh, and keep an eye out for Adrian Pucey. He's been annoying some of the other boys, lately."

"Dobby will alert the other house elves. We is watching all young boys with secret. No one will be hurt like little Huffypuffy boy, Justin. Did Mister Harry Potter hear about naughty girls who played mean trick on Huffypuffy boy?" Harry shook his head while he ate, and Dobby continued his story. "All girls, except special pretty white haired girl, is getting pregnant from bad trick. Poppy had to give four special potions to bad tricky girls. Other boy, the secret boy Eddie, he has baby growing inside, too."

"Eddie Carmichael is pregnant? When did he?" Cedric asked.

"He was the one that was in the room, when Justin was raped. Looks like Eddie likes to go down." Draco suggested over a bite of cherry tart. "Didn't look the sort. Now, that makes three of us. School's gonna have to put in a maternity ward and a nursery."

"Four, Master Draco. Miss Hermione is also having baby in belly." Dobby added.

"Hermione! When did this happen?" Harry shouted.

"Harry, the day Ron had his cure?" Draco teased.

"I mean, when did she find out?" Harry corrected. "She didn't say anything."

"Miss Hermione is only seeing medi-witch today. She got sick over breakfast." Dobby clarified.

"It looks like they may have to add some planned parenthood courses, and one on baby care." Cedric commented.

"Good idea. Let's talk to the headmaster about that. I think that may discourage a few of the wannabee's from pursuing some of us." Harry suggested.

"Scary baby courses, great idea Diggory." Draco complimented.

"How about you just call me Cedric. And I'll call you . . .?"

"Sir? No, just kidding. Okay, call me Draco. What I won't stoop to, for the future of purebloods." Draco scowled, half-heartedly.

"Hey, I'm a pureblood, too." Cedric demanded. "And we're both 'only children'. Says something about our families, doesn't it?"

"Well, my family had a curse. Working to counter it, right now." Draco said, indicating Harry's belly bulge.

"I want at least five kids. That should prove that my family isn't cursed." Cedric countered. "If this works for you, maybe I can. Just need to find . . ." he covered his lapse by filling his mouth with sweets, and swallowing some cool pumpkin juice.

I know this is hideous of me, but I don’t usually respond to reviews. Don’t get me wrong, I love them, but there are many that I avoid so that I don’t give away the story, and some are simple and don’t seem to require anything from me.

Occasionally, someone makes an impression that I just have to heed.

This originally started as my personal response to an especially rough monthly, and I thought it would be a welcome perk to any other ladies who have been ‘blessed’ that way.

But, I think it has grown, blossomed perhaps, into something more.

I am writing it as I go, feeling the next steps carefully, and that is why it takes so long to add more. Thank you to those of you who are bearing with me, and I’ll try to do better from here.

I accept suggestions, though they may not become part of this story, and do not assume that all pairings are permanent, as yet. I may surprise a few of you.

Snape and Roger Davies is set, as are Luna and Justin, but what will I do with the pretty Hufflepuff that I saved from the Goblet of Fire?

My thanks to unneeded, heartstar, alwayslove, jujukitty, POOHBEAR74, and the previous reviewers, but a special thanks to wavedancer for reminding me where the story began, I shall try to revive that thought a little bit now.

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