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Face Down	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 37335 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Found
- 2-First Time
- 3-Friends?
- 4-Closer
- 5-Again
- 6-Holiday Gifts
- 7-Too Far
- 8-Loss
- 9-Gain
- 10-Coping
- 11-With Love
- 12-Recovering
- 13-Date
- 14-Willing
- 15-Consenting
- 16-Enjoying
- 17-Expecting
- 18-Parting Ways
- 19-Rescue
- 20-Epilogue
- 17
- 18
- 19
EARLY!!!!! I was terrified I wouldn’t have this done in time, absolutely terrified!!! But I did it and as a reward, I’m posting it early!!!!

Thank you, to my reviewers and to Shizumi, my wonderful Beta. However, the thanking of her is early because this is currently un-beta’d. I was too excited and I didn’t want to wait for her to go over it. If she finds anything major, this will be swapped for the revised version and I’ll make sure it says so somewhere.

As always, read, review and enjoy!!!

Harry was sitting in the entrance hall on top of his trunk, waiting for the carriages with a few other students. Most of them were already outside, but some of them stayed inside to get out of the hot son.

“You ready to go?” A voice asked from right next to his ear. Harry started and turned to glare at his fiancé.

“Don’t do that!” He reprimanded and smacked Draco in the shoulder. “And what do you think?!”

“It’s only a month, Harry.” Draco said as he wrapped an arm around said boy’s shoulders and pulled them together. “We’ll be together again soon enough.”

As he crossed his arms, Harry snorted, “That’s easy for you to say. You get to go home to people who love you. Why do I have to go back there anyway? Voldemort’s been gone for two years now.”

“I don’t like it either but you know very well why. Dumbledore thinks there’s a chance that the remaining Death Eaters are still after you.” Draco explained for the billionth time. “One month. I will be there to get you July 31^stat twelve am, just like we planned.”

“And you’re sure Dumbledore can’t make me stay there once I’ve turned seventeen?” Harry asked skeptically.

“The minister himself couldn’t make you stay.” Draco reassured him with a nearly smug smile.

Harry stood up and stretched a little when he noticed the other students were heading outside. “What about your mother? Does she know yet?” The younger boy asked.

The answer became obvious when a guilty look crossed the blonde’s face and Draco turned his head away with a small cough. “Not… exactly.” He replied as he put a featherweight charm on Harry's trunk so the pregnant boy would be able to lift it.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Harry asked gruffly, taking a hold of his lightened trunk.

“Well… she knows I’m seeing another guy.” At Harry's glare he continued, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to tell her all at once and give the poor woman a heart attack.” He nearly whined as they walked out into the sunny June morning.

“Draco, you’ve had three months to tell her you’re not just seeing, but engaged to another man and you already have your first child on the way. And in that much time, you’ve only told her that you fancy men. Why?”

“I’m a procrastinator?” Draco tried sheepishly.

“If that were true, you wouldn’t have perfect grades. Now, if you admit you’re afraid of your mother, I won’t be mad at you anymore.” Harry said with a grin.

Draco dropped his trunk once they reached the drive. “Fine, my own mother scares me.” He answered, flailing his arms a bit as they waited for an empty carriage to carry to pull up.

Harry let go of his trunk as well and wrapped his arms around Draco's torso, resting his chin against his chest and smiling up at him. “I doubt she’s half as bad as Mrs. Weasley. So I think I can handle it.”

“You could probably handle anyone.” Draco added and leaned down to peck Harry on the lips. A few wolf whistles were heard from other waiting students.

Turning his head toward them, Harry stuck out his tongue and, with a big grin, said, “You’re all just jealous.”

“Of course they are.” The blonde stated. “I have you and they don’t.”

The line of carriages moved along and Harry dashed to the nearest empty one to claim it before anyone else could, leaving Draco to haul both of their trunks to it.

“The train ride is going to go by so quickly this time.” Harry said sadly as they were pulled toward Hogsmeade.

“I know.” Draco sighed. “But we still have a few hours together and we can do anything you want.”

“Anything?” The raven asked with a leer.

Draco groaned in frustration. “We are not having sex on the train, Harry.”

“Awwww. Why not?” The younger boy asked.

“First of all, how do you know we’ll even get a compartment to ourselves? Second, we both have friends that’ll probably be popping in to see us the entire trip.” Draco explained.

“Well, since everyone somehow knows I’m pregnant, I’ll either cry or freak out on them, depending on who it is. They’ll think it’s from hormones, feel sorry for me, and leave us alone.” Harry retorted.

“And if that doesn’t work?”

“Then I’ll make you scare them away.” He replied with a smug smile.

With another sigh, Draco said, “The answer is still no.”

Harry huffed and crossed his arms over his chest just as the carriage came to a halt.

“What were you planning to do about our friends?” The older boy asked as he unloaded their trunks before helping Harry out.

“Tell them I want sex. That would be more than enough to make them leave.” He answered with a huge grin as they headed toward the train.

~!~

To say the ride to platform 9 ¾ seemed short would have been an understatement. Both teenagers had changed out of their school clothes, Draco into normal robes and Harry into muggles jeans and t-shirt, before the train had even left Hogsmeade.

Harry had fallen asleep only two hours later and didn’t wake up until the train had jerked particularly hard a little over an hour before they were to arrive at King’s Cross. They spent the rest of the time cuddled up with Harry straddling Draco's lap.

Hermione and Ginny showed up to say good-bye shortly followed by a few Slytherin’s not long before they stopped. By the time the train came to a halt, both boys were quiet and almost depressed.

After taking their trunks down from the rack, Draco cast another featherweight charm on Harry's and they slowly made their way through the crowd onto the platform.

“Stay here. I’ll go find a couple of carts.” Draco said once they were off the train and out of the way. With a quick peck to Harry's cheek, he was off.

It was nearly five minutes before Draco was back pushing two carts in front of him.

“What took you so long?” Harry asked as he took the first one and loaded his trunk onto it.

“I uh… ran into mother.” He replied without looking at the other. “And she demands to meet the boy I’m dating.”

Almost immediately, Harry headed in the direction Draco had come from. “Alright then, let’s go meet your mother.” He looked back with a cheeky grin. Draco sighed and shook his head a little as he jogged a few steps to catch up to Harry.

“Are you sure you want to do this now, Harry?” Draco asked quietly as the blonde woman came into view. “I can always tell her everything later so she can get used to the idea before you come live with us.”

“Honestly, Draco. It’s just your mother, not Voldemort.” Harry said with a roll of his eyes.

“Draco.” Narcissa Malfoy called when she saw them. Draco sped up a little and hugged her when he got to her. Catching sight of Harry a few feet behind him, she asked, “Is this the young man you were talking about?”

“Yeah. Mum, this is Ha—”

“Harry Potter.” She interrupted, wide-eyed, the moment she recognized him.

“Hello, Mrs. Malfoy.” Harry said with a small smile.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Harry, and please, call me Narcissa.” She said kindly before giving her son a stern look. “Why did you not tell me that Harry Potter was the boy you’ve been seeing?”

“Well… um… we’re not just seeing each other.” Draco said instead of answering the question. He took a deep breath and finished. “We’re getting married.”

“Draco Lucius Malfoy! How dare you get engaged without telling your mother?!” Narcissa nearly shrieked, drawing the attention of bystanders.

“He was afraid.” Harry said with a giggle.

“Afraid? What were you afraid of, dear?” She asked worriedly.

Draco glared at Harry for telling while the brunette answered for him. “He was afraid of you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, though he never said why.” Harry replied and looked quizzically at his fiancé.

The blonde shrugged and quietly said, “I thought you’d be upset or angry with me for wanting to be with a man.”

Narcissa pulled her son into a tight hug. “I don’t care about that as long as you can still give me grandchildren someday.” She said and kissed his forehead.

“About that…” Draco said nervously as he pulled out of his mother’s grip.

The blonde woman looked from Draco to Harry, who was anxiously biting his lip, and then dropped her gaze to his stomach where one of his hands was resting. “Please, tell me he’s not pregnant?” She practically begged.

“Almost three months.” Draco whispered with his eyes on the floor.

“Is that the only reason you’re engaged?” Narcissa asked.

“No!” Harry stated firmly. “It may have sped things up a little but it was inevitable.” He smiled brightly at Draco, who smiled back.

“Yeah, inevitable.” Draco agreed.

“Do you have any other surprises for me?” She asked.

Feeling calmer and a little more confident now, Draco replied, “Harry's going to come live with us in August.”

Perplexed, Narcissa asked, “August? Why not now?”

“I’m not seventeen yet.” Harry answered dejectedly.

Draco moved over to Harry and wrapped his arms around him. “Dumbledore’s making him go back to his muggle relatives because he thinks the remaining Death Eaters will come after him.” He added. “Our plan is for me to pick him up at midnight on his birthday. Speaking of which, Harry, you should probably go.”

“I don’t want to.” Harry whined and buried his face in Draco's chest.

“I know. I don’t want you to either.” Draco said and held him a little tighter. “In a month, it’ll just be you and me.”

“And baby.” Harry added with a small smile and looked down at his stomach.

“And baby.” The blonde repeated and looked down as well. “And grandma.” He added with a smirk, earning him a smack to the back of the head from his mother and a laugh from Harry. “Come on. I’ll take you to the barrier.” He said as they pulled apart.

Harry sighed and took a hold of his cart, Draco's arm going around his waist as they started walking.

Even walking slowly, it didn’t take nearly long enough to get to the barrier. They stopped off to the side so they weren’t in the way of other students and parents crossing into the muggle world.

“Why can’t I just go home with you?” Harry asked for the thousandth time. “Its not like Dumbledore will know.”

“Harry, you tried to convince him twice a day, every day for the last month of school to let you stay with me. He’s probably going to check and make sure you go to your aunt and uncle’s.” Draco explained sensibly but sadly.

“I know.” Harry sighed and leaned against the taller boy.

Draco wrapped his arms around him and rested his head against the dark haired boy’s. “We can still write to each other and talk through our mirrors every night before we go to bed.”

“I suppose, but it won’t be the same. We haven’t been apart for a single day since before Christmas.” Harry whispered miserably. The couple held each other for several minutes that passed by as mere seconds.

Finally, Draco managed to pull himself together and let go of Harry. He lifted the shorter boy’s chin with a finger and softly kissed his pout away.

“One month. Keep yourself busy and it’ll fly by before you know it.”

“That’s easy for you to say.” Harry groused. “I’ll probably have all of my summer homework done in three days. What am I supposed to do after that?”

Draco sighed. Harry had a point. “Just don’t watch the clock.” He said with a small, reassuring smile.

Harry tried to smile back but with the way he was feeling, he couldn’t and Draco clearly saw it written on his face. It took everything the blonde had not to hug him again because if he did, he probably wouldn’t be able to let go.

With watery eyes, the brunette looked at the red brick separating them from the muggle side of King’s Cross.

Draco put a hand on either of side of Harry's face to capture his attention and gave him another kiss. “I love you.” He said with his forehead against the other’s.

Managing a tiny smile, Harry replied, “I love you, too.” He barely had the words out before he was pulled in a fierce good-bye kiss, earning them some unseen glares from parents for such a public display of affection.

When they pulled apart, Harry was a little dazed and his cheeks were shiny from a few shed tears.

“You should go before I decide to just apparate us away from here.” Draco murmured and forced himself to take a step away from his future husband. Harry nodded a little and turned to grab the handle of his cart.

Draco stepped out of the way so Harry could get in front of the barrier. “The featherweight charm should last long enough to— actually; I’ll just put another one on it.” He did so and then added, “As long as they don’t stop for too long, that will last plenty long enough for you to be able to carry it inside.”

Harry’s grip on the handle tightened until his knuckles turned white. “Thanks.” He whispered, unable to look at him, fearing he would burst into tears. Sobbing out a small laugh, he added, “Think you can give me a push?”

With a sad chuckle of his own, Draco put a hand on Harry's back and used just enough force to get him moving. A moment later, Harry was gone.

Running a hand through his hair, the blonde reluctantly turned away from the barrier and went back to his mother.

“Are you alright, dear?” The woman patiently waiting next to his cart asked.

“I have to unwillingly spend the next month away from my fiancé and my unborn child.” He growled. “Of course I’m not alright.”

Narcissa pulled her only child into a comforting hug as angry tears began rolling down his face. He was angry at Dumbledore for making Harry go back to that house, Voldemort for making it unsafe for them, and himself for not ignoring the Headmaster and taking Harry home with him anyway.

I don’t think it’s mentioned in the books how their belongings get on the train when they’re leaving but I don’t care. I was halfway done with this when that crossed my mind, so I left it. Second, I can’t remember what the barrier was made out of in the books but its brick in the movies so I just went with that.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, there is going to be a chapter 19!!!!! I got passed 2,000 words and there was still plenty more than I wanted to put in it so there you go!!! I hope you all enjoy the little surprise. Also, would any of you like drabbles/ficlets/one-shots about random moments of their lives in the “Face Down-verse?” They would all be posted under one story of course and it would include Harry's defeating of Volde.

Completely unrelated, but any of you who also read Being a Consort, what would you think about the name being changed to The Dark Lord’s Consort?
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