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One Night Downfall	By : MidnightLynn09 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One Night Downfall
- 2-Breaking the News
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*Authors Note*

Thank you to my reviewers!

Draconia Lesoto - It is a wizarding college. And yes, im trying not to make it confusing but it's hard with the way I have it set off.

nekluvshp - Thank you! I did edit the first chapter. Like I said, I have read many of these but never written one, so any advice is appreciated, especially nice criticism.

unneeded - Yes, yes it will.

Ok so onto my note. Yes it might be a little confusing, but the entire story is basically a flashback. Other than that it will go in 9 month increments to the birth and then 1 month after the month. At least that is how I have it planned, just hope it works out.

ONTO THE SHOW!!!! *Lowers lights and points to the stage*

~Back Outside the Mediwitch’s office~

Harry sat with his head in his hands against the brick wall. The sun pelted down on him, causing his robe to become stuffy. He was finished! He replayed the conversation he had heard back in by the mediwitch’s office.

‘ “Why, Mr. Malfoy, you are pregnant!”

“I am what!” Malfoy cried in indignation. “There is no way. Yes, Malfoy’s carry the gene, as do most purebloods so as to increase our lineage, but I do NOT bottom!”

The mediwitch had mumbled a few words, before raising her wand to show the young man the sonogram. “You are pregnant. About a month and a week if I must guess. Valentines day perhaps? Take these pills twice a day. And follow with this nutrient potion. You are to come see me every month for a check up. Other than that you should be fine, let me know if you need anything.”

The sound of the door slamming had reverberated through the wall, and Harry had scurried away. He had come to sit on the wall behind him.

He, Harry, knew what had happened on Valentines Day. After all, he was one of those drunks who could always remember everything, good or bad. But evidently Draco wasn’t.

Harry slid down the wall and whispered out a patronus. He sent it to Hermione and then to Blaise, simply saying he needed help and to meet him at his apartment. Shakily he stood and walked towards his home. Lost in thought.

30 minutes later, Harry arrived at his apartment. He let himself in by touching the lock, and threw his bag on the ground, his books clattering around noisily. Sighing, he picked up a piece of fine, headlined paper and a quill, then found his green ink. He stared at the paper and cast a truth charm.

Draco,

I know this will be weird, but I know what happened on Valentines Day. We need to talk. I have liked you for a while, and I know that doesn’t change things. But, for your sake, let me assist you in any way possible. I know Malfoys don’t accept charity, but it is my child too. I will be around as much as you will let me.

Sincerely,

Harry

PS This parchment is cast with a truth charm, and you may cast an intentions charm on it. It will show you that my intentions are purely honest.

Harry folded the parchment and put his seal on it, then slid it into his backpack.

‘I can’t send it yet. Draco is probably shaken, and most likely doesn’t want me to know.’ With that, there was a stern knock at the door. Harry strode to it to find Hermione and Blaise standing there, as far apart as the narrow frame would allow.

“Harry!” Hermione cried out, latching herself around her best friend’s neck. “How ARE you?” the question was rushed, and Harry barely had time to mumble a quick “Ok” before Hermione was off about how he liked wizarding college, and how much she was in love with her medical school, and how it mixed with her wizard medical studies and…..

Harry soon lost track as he reached out to shake Blaise’s hand and let him in.

“Sit down, please,” he said cordially, still very shaken. Blaise eyed Harry distrustfully, but sat, his body perched on the edge of the seat.

“Ok so…” Harry started, fumbling with his robes as he tried to think of what to say.

“Spit it out Harry! I don’t bite!” Hermione eyed Blaise suspiciously. “But he might…” she finished in a stage whisper.

“DracoandIhadsexonValentinesandhewastoodrunktorememberandevidentlyhecarriesagenethatallowshimtogetpregnantandnowheispregnantandhedoesntknowitwasmeandwhatshouldIdo!!” Harry said, barely breathing and placing his head in his hands.

Hermione was at his side immediately, her arms wrapped comfortingly around Harry.

“What did he say?” Blaise asked.

Hermione took a deep breath and leveled Blaise with the stare she usually used on Ron when he was being too thick to understand. “He said….He and Malfoy had sex at YOUR party and now Malfoy is pregnant and he does not remember that it was Harry. And he asked what to do.”

Hermione returned to comforting Harry.

“Don’t tell Ron Mione. I can’t stand it. Please, he’ll make fun of Draco and….you know how I feel.”

Hermione did indeed know that the line of love and hate had become incredibly blurred for Harry when it came to Draco.

“Indeed hun,” she said, trying to sooth her pseudo-brother. “So,” she looked at Blaise, “You know him better than I. What can we do?”

Blaise stared shocked. ‘That’s why he has felt so sick,” he said, thinking of his best friend for years, “well, I am actually meeting him in about 15 minutes. I can have him come here, or have you meet us at the coffee shop. I will also say that this is not a common affair. It only happens once every ten or twelve years. Maybe we should research it?” He looked pointedly at Hermione here.

“Of course!” Hermione kissed Harry on the cheek then grabbed her ever faithful satchel and grabbed a quill and parchment. “I will as soon as I leave. Luckily the new World Wide Wizarding Web became public last week! I can use it to help me!”

Harry nodded then looked back to Blaise. “Blaise?”

~15 minutes later~

Blaise smiled tightly towards Harry as he left him. “It will be ok. Meet me at the coffee shop as soon as I send the patronus. Across the street from the college.” Blaise swept from the room, hoping this would work out.

Harry changed into his best clothes, hoping it would be good enough. He attempted to brush his hair, and slipped his contacts in. He glanced in the mirror, sighed and walked towards the door

‘This might be the end…or a very interesting beginning.’ He told himself as he grabbed the note, his hands shaken tightly. He reached over and grabbed his cloak with the silver lining and walked out the door, making sure to set the wards.

He shuddered, and walked towards the college, prepared to wait for Blaise for hours if necessary at the fountain in the quad. He was still shaking badly.
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