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The Power of Three	By : Queenie_Mab Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The next morning, Harry bustled around the kitchen, cleaning dishes and straightening things up for when Teddy and his family came home. There were only two days left of the Christmas Holiday. As he was wiping down the long wooden table, Luna came spinning out of the kitchen fireplace, dressed in green maternity robes that looked incredibly tight around her swollen belly.

She touched her belly, resting her hands upon it and asked, "So which one of you is pregnant?"

Harry turned slightly pink; Luna always seemed to know what was going on in his life.

"Who told you that?" he asked.

"Oh, I ran into Hermione in Madam Malkin's, she was buying maternity robes for later and she told me that you were expecting. She wouldn't give me any details though. Besides, that isn't the only reason I'm here. You missed your weekly appointment again, Harry."

"I'm sorry, Luna," Harry said, tossing his wet rag into the sink. "A lot has been happening around here lately."

"I guessed as much," said Luna serenely. "I think now would be an especially good time to talk about what's troubling you. Shall we?" She gestured to the drawing room and Harry followed, feeling a bit strange to be taking orders from a guest. But he supposed she was in therapist mode and was therefore in charge.

He followed her to the drawing room and she sat on the sofa, while Harry took one of the high-back chairs.

"So, Harry. How has it been going? Susan tells me that you're having troubles with all three of the boys."

"You could say that. It's actually been hell, truly. And now I have to put up with Draco bedridden for however many months—-"

"Oh, is it Draco that's pregnant? I thought for certain that it'd be you."

"Why is that?" Harry asked, puzzled.

Luna shrugged her shoulders and shook her long blond braid back behind her. "If I were to guess which of you had the Veela blood, it would be Draco, so I thought you'd be the pregnant one."

"Hermione's looking into my family history for me to see if I have dark Veela blood. I just don't know anything about the Potters, not even how they died or why. Nobody ever told me."

"Well, Hermione is definitely the woman for the job," Luna said in a dreamy voice. "I often wonder why she wasn't sorted into Ravenclaw back in school. But enough about that. How are you holding up?"

"As well as I can, Luna. I have a suicidal teenager, two teenage boys trying to have sex every time I turn around and a cranky pregnant partner who can't stand the fact that he has to stay in bed. On top of that, once the kids go back to Hogwarts, I have to check up on how the new house is coming along and I've got to figure out what to do with Draco's bookshop. Then there's the matter of Ginny and it all just seems like too much. I'm overwhelmed," Harry finished with a big sigh, flinging himself further back in the chair and letting his chin rest on his chest.

Luna looked at him as serenely as ever. "Yes, I would imagine you would feel overwhelmed. How does being overwhelmed make you feel?"

Harry looked up at her, wondering what kind of question that was. "Er—it makes me feel burdened, well not really, it is my family and they aren't burdens. I guess I feel responsible about it all and I'm just not used to being in charge of so much. I mean, I never even took on a job after the war. All I'm good at is playing with children."

"Well that is fortunate," Luna said, "considering you're going to be having another child very soon."

Harry couldn't help but smile. He was excited to be having another baby and the fact that he was able to do it with Draco, just strengthened his excitement.

"Is there anything else you feel we need to talk about this session?" Luna asked.

"Er—not that I can think of. When are you due to have those twins anyway?"

Luna sighed. "I know, I'm enormous. They should be coming within the month, but I'm not letting that get in the way of your weekly sessions with me. Don't forget the next one: Thursday at noon."

"Right," Harry agreed.

He stood up and helped Luna to her feet. She somehow managed to waddle gracefully back into the kitchen to use the Floo.

***

“Harry!” Draco called from upstairs.

Harry wondered when he was going to wake up. How the hell was he going to keep Draco in bed, short of being there, naked, himself? He bustled up the staircase to their room.

“Yes, Draco,” Harry breathed, surprised that he was winded from running up only two flights of stairs.

“I need the toilet,” Draco said caustically. “And I need a shower. I have come dried all over my body.”

“Well, I suppose you should be able to get up for those reasons, but then you have to go back to bed.”

“Fine,” Draco retorted sourly.

Harry moved to help him get up, but instead received a fist to the gut.

“Ow! What the hell was that for?”

“I am not a woman, as I so often have to remind you. I can make it to the toilet myself.”

"Hello!" A voice yelled from downstairs. "We're home!" It was Teddy.

"I'd better go greet them," Harry said holding his stomach where Draco had punched him. "You go ahead and do your business then. Just call if you need me."

"I'll do that," Draco snapped, flinging the covers back. He stalked across the room to slip into his dressing gown.

Harry wondered about Draco's attitude as he left the room. Draco was certainly acting cranky. He figured it must be because of the pregnancy, but it worried him nonetheless. They had to be in the same building together for at least eighteen more months, according to the Power of Three bond, and Harry didn't want to think about how vindictive Draco could become.

He walked down the stairs to find Teddy and the kids, Scorpius, Albus, James, and Lily standing in the foyer and unwrapping themselves from winter cloaks and scarves.

"Where's your brood?" Harry asked Teddy.

"Oh, they decided to stay on at the Burrow for a few more days. Molly is insane about babies in the house and it helps give Victoire a bit of a break."

"Hey guys," Harry said turning to the kids. "Did you have fun?"

Before they could answer, Draco's voice came thundering down the stairs with a Sonorus charm, "Harry! My arse is bleeding!"

Harry looked at the kids' faces as they tried hard not to laugh. He grabbed Teddy's arm. "Teddy, will you come with me to see what the problem is? It might be a problem with the baby."

"Whoa, wait, what? What baby?" Teddy asked as he followed Harry up the stairs at a run.

Harry stopped on the landing and Teddy crashed his face into Harry's bum. "Sorry," Harry said, turning around. "Didn't Molly tell you?"

"Tell me what? I was only there for Boxing Day and she was all over the place; she hardly sat down.

"Just a minute, Draco," Harry called up the second flight of steps.

"No, Now!" Draco screamed.

"I'll tell you when we get there," Harry said to Teddy as they rushed up the stairs to the toilet.

Harry opened the door to find Draco naked, on the toilet, crying with snot bubbling out of one of his nostrils.

Teddy stood outside in the hall.

"What's going on, love? What do you mean your arse is bleeding?"

Draco stood up on shaky legs and Harry looked down into the toilet where a lot of blood pooled in clots and turned the water red.

Draco sat back down and Harry fetched Draco's dressing gown and put it around his shoulders. "Teddy, would you please come in here?" Harry called.

Teddy came in looking surprised. "So what's going on?" he asked, confused.

"Draco's pregnant," Harry explained. "You're the one that taught us the detection spell."

"Wow," Teddy said. "Just wow. And you say you're bleeding? May I have a look?" Teddy asked, in a professional Healer tone.

Harry wet a flannel and helped Draco stand up. He put the flannel between Draco's cheeks to catch any blood that might be flowing.

Teddy looked in the toilet and then flushed it. "Let's get you to bed, Draco."

Harry lifted Draco in his arms as if he were carrying a young child, even though Draco happened to be taller than he was. He carried him down the hall, into their bedroom and laid him down on the bed.

Teddy had followed close behind.

"I'm losing it, aren't I?" Draco asked, sobbing. "I shouldn't have gotten up on my own, we shouldn't have broken the rules last night."

Harry stroked Draco's silky white-blond hair and shushed him.

"Is it all right if I have a look, Draco?" Teddy asked, pulling out his wand.

"Yes, please," Draco agreed.

Teddy performed the pregnancy detection charm over Draco's abdomen and a rose coloured glow with a tiny form in the middle floated above him. Teddy dropped the spell and smiled up at Draco. "The baby is just fine," he said, reassuringly.

"Then what—"

"May I take a look at the problem area?" Teddy asked, quickly.

"All right," said Draco.

Draco spread his legs apart, knees in the air and let Teddy remove the bloody flannel. Teddy performed a quick diagnostic spell with his wand and smiled. "It's just haemorrhoids," he said. "Very usual with pregnancy and nothing to worry about. I can heal them for you in no time."

Draco sniffled and looked up at Harry, his fear gone from his eyes and his face red with embarrassment. "Please fix them," he requested.

***

After Harry had helped Draco finish using the toilet and with his bath, he tucked him back into bed, kissing his hand. "No more breaking the rules," he said, voice serious.

"All right," Draco said, propped up on pillows with the remote control in his hand. Harry had brought the Muggle telly up to their room just for Draco.

"I'm going to go and say hi to the kids now and see how their Boxing Day went. Do you want me to send Scorpius upstairs when we're finished?"

Draco was watching a commercial for dish-washing soap. "Huh—what?" he asked, eyes glued to the telly.

"Never mind," Harry said, shaking his head on his way out the door. He walked down the stairs and found everybody in the kitchen where Teddy had made them all hot chocolate. He sat down next to Lily and across from James. Albus and Scorpius sat across from each other, Albus beside James and Scorpius beside Lily.

"So, how was Boxing Day?" Harry asked as if Draco screaming about his bleeding arse hadn't happened. The kids all looked at each other and burst out laughing, except for Albus.

When the laughter died down Albus asked Harry, "Is Draco all right?"

"He's fine. He just gets a little hysterical at times. Please don't trouble him about what happened today."

"What did happen today? Lily asked with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

"Never you mind," Harry said sternly. He looked at James and Scorpius, who seemed to have composed themselves.

James was the first to speak. "Boxing Day was fun, but it was loud and overcrowded. I can't believe how many Weasleys there are. Al, Scorpius and I had to share a room with Hugo; all four of us in one tiny room."

Harry smiled. It was good to hear James acting like his old self again. He beamed at all of his children, Scorpius included, and was so grateful to have them all there. It made him even more excited to think of the new baby that would be joining the family. He longed for a big happy family like the Weasleys. "Scorpius, how was it for you? Did you have a good time?"

Scorpius shrugged. "It was big and noisy. Not at all like Boxing Day at the Manor. I kind of miss my mum," he said quietly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Harry asked. "Maybe with Draco?"

"No," Scorpius said. "I'll talk about it with you sometime when there's not so many people around."

"It's a date," Harry said, grinning. "How about you, Lils?" Harry asked Lily. "What did you do for fun?"

Lily smirked. "I spent my time with Uncle George. He's got some great new merchandise that he's planning to make. There's these massage gloves that—"

"I don't want to know about it," Harry said. "I'm sure I'll hear all about them once they come on the market. So did you spend any time at all with your cousin Rose?"

"Rose is boring, Dad. All she wants to talk about is either Quidditch or studying schedules and all of the subjects she's planning to take once she can choose some options."

"She sounds like the perfect mix between Ron and Hermione," Harry said with a smile. "I'd probably get along with her great. Listen, just because she's in Gryffindor doesn't mean you shouldn't be friendly with her. According to Hermione, she doesn't have many friends."

"That's because she's weird, Dad. If she just acted normal she'd—"

Harry cleared his throat. "Do you think my friends were normal in school?"

"No, you've told us before. All right. I'll spend some time with Rose."

"That's my girl," Harry said, rubbing her shoulders.

"Well," he said. "Why don't you all go get your things packed up for school? You're going back the day after tomorrow and I don't want you forgetting anything."

The kids groaned and stood up. They trudged out of the kitchen, leaving Harry alone with Teddy, who had been sitting quietly at the head of the table throughout their conversation."

"I want to thank you, Teddy, for lending us your house. Draco's flat isn't quite suitable for kids.

Teddy laughed. "I bet. How's your new house coming along? Have you received an owl about it?"

"No, now that you mention it, I haven't. I'll write one myself, I guess, to see what's what. We've got to have it ready by the time the baby comes."

"I still can't believe you got old Malfoy up the duff," Teddy said with a grin. "I never would have imagined you two getting together. It came as quite a shock."

"Tell me about it," Harry laughed. "I had just come out to myself and was looking for a one-off and I ran into the one person I was supposed to be with. It has to have been the bond that drew us together that night."

"I don't doubt it," Teddy said. "I wonder what Scorpius wants to talk to you about his mother that he doesn't want to say to Draco."

"I'm wondering the same thing, Teddy."
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