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Will you be my daddy?	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 75783 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Chapter List
- 24
- 25
- 26
Author's note: University starts again next week O_O

Thanks to the following reviewers: delia cerrano (I think you'll like Daphne more than you'll hate her LOL); Madamdragon; Lilith; Claudia; SP777 (LOL You're forgiving for cheating XD); sharebear (*cleares throat* I feel somehow flattered *blushes*); bcjink; PeriLover; ArchNemesis (I hope you'll continue to enjoy this story!)

I hope you'll like this chapter :)

Chapter 25

The next day, Harry woke up, feeling rather sore, but it was a good sore and it reminded him of last night.

He turned his head and smiled when he saw that Draco was still sleeping. His arms were around Harry's waist and his head was buried in Harry's neck; it tickled his skin every time Draco exhaled.

He tried to sit up and lean against the headboard, but hissed when a flash of pain shot up his back and forced him to lie still again. All right, so maybe the sex had been a bit rougher than he had at first thought. He hoped that Draco had stocked up on pain relieving potions because he didn't want to be in pain the whole day.

He looked at Draco when he felt him moving next to him. A moment later, grey eyes opened and stared at him sleepily, not really registering who he was looking at.

"Harry?" Draco murmured dazed.

"Hm." Harry chuckled.

Then it finally registered in Draco's mind that yes, he was lying naked in bed with an equally naked Harry and yes, they had had sex last night. At that, Draco shot up and was suddenly clearly awake.

"Harry!"

Harry sighed and stared at him incredulously. "What, Draco? It's too early to make a fuss already." He said dryly and searched the nightstand for his glasses, looking triumphantly when he managed to locate them at his first try.

"We had sex last night!"

"Yes, I noticed that – and felt it." Harry added the last part after he had moved again and winced. "Has it finally registered in your mind?"

"Shut up." Draco scowled. "I just wasn't expecting it so early. I thought you would want to wait for at least two months more."

"If you're against it, I can always wait another two months before we have sex again." Harry retorted, getting amused at the horrified look Draco got when he said that.

"Harry, I'm begging you to not wait another two months. I'll give you everything you want as long as you don't deny me your wonderful body ever again." Draco said with wide eyes and a pleading look on his face.

Harry laughed and swatted his arm. "Shut up, you moron."

"How are you feeling?" Draco sobered up and lay down again, trailing his hand up and down on Harry's stomach.

"Sore. Do you have a pain relieving potion?" Harry asked, grimacing.

Draco grinned. "Sure; I think I'll stock more on that potion from now on." He leered at Harry's body.

Harry went red and smacked the nearest pale arm in reach. "You idiot!"

Draco laughed and stood up from bed. Harry looked away when Draco's naked body came into his view and Draco smirked when he noticed that.

"What's wrong, Harry? It's nothing that you haven't seen before." He winked.

"Just … shut up and get the potion." Harry muttered and flung one of his white pillows at Draco's head.

The other man snickered and ducked out of the way of the projectile and conjured up a bath robe because he had to go to the bathroom to get the potion and if one of the boys were awake, he didn't want to scare them.

Harry huffed and crossed his arms after he had finally managed to sit up in bed. The nerve of Draco to tease him!

He looked up when a vial entered his vision; he was surprised that he hadn't heard the door opening.

"Here, take this; it will help." Draco informed him and slid back in bed, setting a bag next to him.

Harry uncorked the vial and grimaced when the potion left a foul taste after he had swallowed it. Seriously, was it too much to ask for a potion that didn't taste like it had been rotten for five years?

"Pain gone?" Draco asked and placed the vial on the nightstand.

Harry nodded and relaxed. That is until he saw the shopping bag standing innocently on the bed.

"What's in that?" He asked curiously and reached for it. He was stopped by Draco who put his hand on the bag. He looked up frowning and raised an eyebrow when he saw Draco biting his lip and apparently contemplating something.

Now that Harry was looking at the bag, Draco wasn't sure anymore if he should start on the concept of a child together. Hell, they had only made love for the first time yesterday and they were only together for nearly two months and here he was already starting on the topic of a possible child together. He furrowed his eyebrows; would Harry hit him if he talked about a baby?

"Draco, what's in the bag?" Harry asked impatiently.

Draco took a deep breath and decided to take a plunge in the deep end. Whatever the outcome would be of this conversation, he would at least know where he stood on the topic 'baby together'.

"Here; it's something I bought a few weeks ago." Draco said nervously and handed over the bag, watching how Harry took out the shirt with a face of wonder.

Harry was stunned when his hand touched something soft and delicate in the bag. Carefully he pulled it out of the bag and realized that the soft and delicate thing was in fact an emerald colored shirt. He laid it in front of him, spread out on the bed and stroked the soft texture.

"Do you like it?" Draco asked hopefully.

"Yes, it's beautiful, but …" Harry frowned when he noticed the size of the shirt. It wasn't that big, but it would hang loosely around his waist area. "Why did you buy a size too big? Didn't you know my size? I could have given it to you if you had just asked it, you know."

At this a nervous smile appeared on Draco's face and Harry got suspicious.

"Well, euhm, you see, the reason why this shirt is a size too big for you is because … it's a maternity shirt." Draco ended in a rush, his body tensing in case he had to make a run for it.

Harry stared at him, his eyes growing darker by the minute and Draco had a feeling it wasn't because he was getting excited about it. Or horny. Draco had preferred that last one.

"What the fuck were you thinking when you bought this?" Harry hissed finally, his green eyes glowing unnaturally and his hands were clenched in the sheets.

"Now, Harry, there is an explanation for this." Draco began nervously.

"What explanation? What the hell is it with you Malfoys and the idea of me pregnant?" Harry asked outraged. It had been funny, though quite embarrassing when Scorpius had thought he would give him a brother or sister to play with, but now that Draco had even bought him a maternity shirt, the joke was going too far. It wasn't funny anymore and he had half a mind to just throttle Draco.

"Listen Harry …" Draco started again, desperately wanting to set things right. From Harry's reaction he had gathered that Harry didn't know men could get pregnant. He had thought he would have known about it considering he had been living in the Wizarding world for a long time now. Now he would have to explain about male pregnancy too. And he had thought he would have had a difficult time talking about a baby to Harry. This would make things more difficult.

"No, you listen!" Harry pointed his finger at him and Draco gulped and immediately shut up, not wanting to anger Harry further. "If I ever hear you talking about me pregnant again, I will cut off your balls and feed them to your hawk before cursing you so badly you will have to remain in a wheelchair if you ever wanted to move again." He hissed and grabbed a sheet, pulling it around him before making his way out of the room and Draco heard that bathroom door open before it was slammed shut again to which Draco winced.

All right, when he had envisioned this particular conversation he hadn't thought Harry would get this furious about it. He hadn't even gotten as far as to actually ask Harry what he thought about having a baby of their own. Draco grimaced and carefully folded the shirt back up before putting it away in the bag and deciding that it was probably the best if he would hide the garment and ask Harry on a later date again when he had calmed down enough and would be willing to talk about it without lashing out.

Draco sighed and rubbed his forehead. He so hadn't envisioned a fight to happen after they had made love for the first time. But of course, he should have expected that with their explosive history.

He was left wondering if he should stay out of Harry's sight for a few days or if he should dare to associate again with him.

To say Harry was angry was an understatement. He was pissed off. He couldn't believe Draco would take the joke that far as to actually buy a maternity shirt. Didn't that guy have any shame? Furiously he started to scrub his body in the shower and he only stopped the hard assault on his poor defenseless skin when it started to burn. He panted slightly and looked down to see very red skin. He sighed and let his head drop against the wall, letting the warm water cool him off. If Draco dared to bring up pregnancy again, he would kick his ass. Now it was time for breakfast and to see if the boys were already up.

When Draco tiptoed in the dining room, he saw the table filled with all sorts of breakfast; Harry was sitting between Scorpius and Teddy, who each had their own pet on their lap. They were simultaneously eating and feeding their pets. Draco glowered at the ferret sitting on his son's lap. Damn ferrets.

He took a seat right in front of Harry and looked at him nervously, wondering if it was a safe move to sit in reach of Harry.

Harry just looked up with a sigh. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you."

Draco smiled nervously and reached out to take a cup of coffee.

"Look Papa, I named my ferret Ivory." Scorpius smiled and took a small paw of the ferret to wave it to Draco. "He says hi."

"That's a … beautiful name." Draco said with a strained smile.

Harry snorted and hid his amused smile behind his cup of warm chocolate milk. He knew he had made a good choice when he chose that ferret.

"Thank you, Papa! I named him that because his fur is so white. He's pretty, right, Papa?" Scorpius asked enthusiastically.

A grey eye twitched. "Yes, he's … pretty." Draco forced himself to say. Harry would so pay for this. If he complained about being sore now, he just had to wait until Draco showed him how sore he could make him. Draco smirked at that particular thought and Harry got wary at seeing that. Whatever Draco was thinking, it somehow involved him and that was probably not a good sign.

"Tell Draco what you named your kitten, Teddy." Harry smiled and hoped that it would be enough to distract Draco for a bit.

"I named him Dagda." Teddy murmured and stroked behind the big ears, which earned him a loud purr and a lick on his hand.

"You named him after a god?" Draco asked surprised.

Teddy bit his lower lip. "Yes, is that wrong?"

"No, not at all; just surprised you knew that name, that is all." Draco smiled reassuringly.

"I found it in a book." Teddy mumbled in explanation.

Seeing the owl bringing in the newspaper, reminded Draco of Daphne's letter, requesting a visit to her son. He realized he hadn't told Scorpius about his mother's visit.

"Scorpius, I forgot to tell you that your mother is going to visit you in the week of the first January." Draco told him.

Scorpius perked up at the mention of his mother. He had been missing her. It was a lot of fun living with his father and if he really had to chose between his father and his mother, he would probably chose for his father (of course now that he had another daddy, it made his choice more obvious), but sometimes he missed his mother too. She always smelled nice and her hugs were comfortable.

"Really?" He smiled surprised.

His papa nodded.

Suddenly Scorpius remembered his daddy sitting next to him. He bit his lip and looked unsure at his papa. "Will Daddy have to leave then?" He asked warily.

At this both Harry and Draco looked uncertain at each other. Teddy too looked up, wanting to know if he would go with his dad to their old home, staying there during Scorpius' mother's stay.

"Well, I actually don't know." Harry began uncertainly, tapping his fingers on the table. "Maybe it is best if I left with Teddy back to our place until Daphne leaves again."

"Now why would you do that?" Draco asked surprised.

Harry raised an eyebrow, looking at the other incredulously. "Well, I don't know … Maybe because it would get awkward if I stayed with Teddy while your ex-wife is visiting?" He asked, emphasizing the word ex-wife.

Draco blinked and chuckled. "There won't be any problems. Daphne knows that I'm for the men and she doesn't have a problem with that."

"That wasn't exactly what I'm talking about, Draco." Harry sighed. "I figured already she knew of your preferences; I'm just asking if she wouldn't have a problem with me being your partner."

Only then did Draco realize that of course Daphne probably didn't know of his relationship with Harry, because she didn't read any newspapers. She divided her time between her husband Blaise and travelling over the world.

"I'm sure she won't have a problem with that. But maybe I should tell her that before she arrives, to avoid … mishaps." Draco mused.

"Seems like a smart idea to me." Harry replied dryly.

"I'm going to send her the letter now, in case the owl takes a long time to arrive at her home." Draco sighed and stood up. He ruffled Scorpius' hair on his way out.

Scorpius, while feeling relieved that his daddy and his brother would stay at their home, was feeling worried that his daddy was sad now that his mother would visit him.

"Daddy, are you sad that Mommy is going to visit me?" Scorpius asked worriedly.

Daddy looked at him surprised. "Why would I be sad?"

"Because you are going to have to share papa and me with mommy." Scorpius explained as if it was obvious.

Teddy rolled his eyes; of course Scorpius would think that.

Harry chuckled. "Don't worry, Scorpius, I'm sure your mommy and I will get along just fine. Besides it's not for long that I have to share your papa."

Scorpius beamed.

Well, at least I hope Daphne won't be too angry, Harry thought apprehensively.

Harry was reading one of his books about Healing on the couch in the living room near the fire, when Teddy entered the room and snuggled against his side. Absently Harry reached out and hugged his godson with one arm, using his other hand to turn the page. He had just started reading about head injuries and what to do in that case, when Teddy interrupted him.

"Dad, are we going to see grandmother this vacation?" He asked curiously, taking a quick glance at the page and gulped when he saw an image of a human's head whose hair had been removed to show that there was a piece out of the skull. Teddy quickly looked away, not ready to lose his breakfast.

"Hm? What did you say, Teddy?" Harry mumbled, still attentively reading the page.

"I asked if we were going to visit grandmother." Teddy repeated patiently, already used to the lack of attention his dad exhibited when he was reading something interesting.

Finally his dad looked up and marked the page, before closing it. He blinked and looked at Teddy. "Yes, I talked with your grandmother and she said we could visit her the day after New Year." He replied smiling.

"Are Draco and Scorpius coming with us?" Teddy asked apprehensively. He wasn't sure he was ready to share his grandmother with Draco and Scorpius. It was bad enough he already had to share his dad.

Harry shook his head. "No, your grandmother has a … nasty history with the mother of Draco and she thought it would be wise to see us alone instead of bringing them along with us."

Teddy sighed relieved. For now his bond with his grandmother was safe.

Harry looked at him curiously, but seeing Teddy looking content, he decided it was nothing and was soon engrossed again in his book, while Teddy had grabbed a book of his own to read.

Against his wishes, Harry was rather nervous to meet Daphne Greengrass. While they were in school, they had never interacted with each other. Harry's interactions with Slytherins had been limited to Crabbe and Goyle, Draco, Pansy and Blaise. Not only was he a Gryffindor, he was now also the partner of Draco Malfoy – who was her former husband. So Harry really didn't have a clue as to how she would react to seeing him here in the manor. But if things got worse, he could always escape tomorrow with Teddy to Andromeda.

"Relax, Harry, she's not going to eat you." Draco remarked amused.

Harry scowled at him. "It's not the eating I'm worried about." He muttered darkly.

Draco snickered and gave him a quick kiss on his mouth. "I'm sure it will work out fine."

"It better be." Harry mumbled and unconsciously he started tugging on his shirt.

Draco, who got irritated by that, grabbed his hand and refused to let go of it, which slightly amused Harry.

Teddy and Scorpius were sitting on the couch – well, Teddy was sitting calmly; Scorpius was bouncing up and down in his excitement to see his mommy again.

Finally, a house elf popped into the living room, telling them that 'Mistress Daphne arrived'.

Indeed, one minute later, Daphne Greengrass entered the room, spelling her coat dry. She sighed and placed her suitcase on the floor, which was immediately removed by a house elf to her room.

"Draco, darling, good to see you again." Daphne smiled and walked over to kiss Draco on his cheek.

"I'm pleased to see you again too, Daphne." Draco smiled warmly. He had no ill feelings towards his former wife. Their marriage after all had just been practical: Draco got his son and Daphne got an amount of money to last her for a few years. Even so, Draco sneaked a glance at Harry to see if he wasn't disturbed by their greeting, but Harry just stood there relaxed, although his green eyes were looking sharply at Daphne. Draco wasn't sure if that was because he was a bit jealous of her or if it was his natural instinct to pay close attention to a Slytherin he didn't know.

"Mommy!" Scorpius squealed and threw himself in her arms, hugging her tightly.

Daphne, who wasn't normally very affectionate due to her cold upbringing, hugged her son tightly back and kissed his forehead.

"Scorpius, sweetie! I missed you." Daphne smiled warmly and settled him on her hip.

"I miss you too, mommy." Scorpius chirped and brought his small arms around Daphne's slender neck.

Brown eyes zeroed in on Harry. "Hello Potter; it was a … surprise when I received Draco's letter wherein he mentioned you." Her voice was cool, but not hostile. She sounded more curious than anything else.

Harry stamped down the urge to fidget. It felt like he was scrutinized as if to check he was worthy to live here.

"Don't worry; it's still a surprise to me that I'm here." He retorted dryly.

Surprise flitted over Daphne's face for a moment; she clearly had not expected that kind of come back. She smirked. "I'm sure you're surprised. If you don't mind me asking, how come you're here?"

Harry pointly looked at Scorpius, who was smiling innocently. "You'll have to thank your son for that."

Daphne looked down at Scorpius. "Care to explain why I have you to thank to bring Potter here, Scorpius?"

Scorpius bit on his lip, his eyes widening. "I wanted to find a second daddy. And Papa likes Daddy." He shrugged.

The corners of her mouth twitched as if she had to hold back laughter. "You two were convinced to date … because of a six year old boy." She clarified.

Draco blushed very lightly, but otherwise remained unruffled. "What can I say?" He shrugged. "My son has good taste." He winked at Harry who smacked his arm.

Daphne placed her son down. Scorpius flashed her a grin and toddled over to Harry, raising his arms, silently pleading to be picked up. Daphne watched with interest how Potter almost automatically bent down to pick up the small boy and settles him on his hip.

Her eyes caught a movement behind Potter and one of her eyebrows raised when she saw a boy with black shaggy hair and ice blue eyes staring at her. It was slightly unnerving to be subjected to such an intense gaze from a young boy.

"May I ask who that is?" She asked and nodded to the boy.

Potter glanced behind him and smiled. "His name is Teddy Lupin. He's my godson."

Another eyebrow joined the first one. "Lupin? As in the son of professor Lupin?"

Teddy bit his lip, but refused to back down from the lady's gaze.

Potter nodded. "Yes."

"And you're his godfather? How is that possible?" Daphne asked confused. As far as she knew, Potter didn't have any bond to the dead teacher.

"Because he asked me." Potter smiled thinly.

She opened her mouth to ask for more information, but a warning glare of Draco shut her up. She huffed and crossed her arms.

Potter glanced between her and Draco, as if suspecting that Draco had somehow warned her, but Draco was staring outside, seemingly interested in the snow that was slowly falling out of the sky.

"Draco, do you mind if I talk to Potter alone for a few minutes?" She asked, shrugging off her coat and placing it on the back of the nearest couch.

Draco looked confused, but replied, "Fine, as long as Harry doesn't mind it." He looked expectantly at Potter who just shrugged.

"I have no problem with that." He muttered, though his posture was tense as if he was preparing for a fight.

"Scorpius, why don't you go with your daddy for a few moments, while I talk to Potter?" Daphne suggested. "After we're done, I'm taking you out to the playground."

Potter placed him down on the floor and Scorpius clapped his hands. "Okay, mommy." He giggled and skipped to his father.

"Teddy, would you mind following Draco too?" Harry muttered and stroked the black hair.

Teddy looked unsure, not exactly knowing if it was a good idea to leave his dad behind with a woman he didn't know, but nodded eventually. "Okay, dad." He mumbled and after a quick hug he followed Draco out of the room.

Daphne waited until the door was closed before turning back to Potter.

"Why don't we sit down for a moment?" She suggested and chose a chair near the door while Potter chose the couch he was standing next to.

"Now before you start to have strange ideas, I have nothing against you having a relationship with Draco." She started.

"No? Why not?" Potter asked confused. "I mean you're his former wife after all."

"I love him in the sense of a dear friend, Potter, not in the sense of a lover." She clarified.

"Then why did you marry him?" Potter raised an eyebrow.

Daphne sighed; it figured that a Gryffindor would understand the concept of a practical marriage without love. Those bloody Gryffindors all thought you needed love to marry. Well, in the case of her marriage with Blaise it was love. She thought fondly back of her husband who was currently on a business trip in Germany and would return back home in a week. Her marriage to Draco had been practical: she could use the money and Draco had wanted a child.

"Didn't Draco tell you the reason why he married me?" She asked.

Potter shook his head and crossed his arms, leaning back against the couch; however he never relaxed his tense body and kept looking sharply at her, ready to fire a spell if she attempted to do something.

"Listen, our marriage was practical. Draco wanted a child and I had no problem giving him that. I stayed long enough to nurse Scorpius, but then Draco and I decided it was time to part ways and filed a divorce." She explained patiently.

Potter looked skeptically, but didn't reply.

"What I now want to know is if you genuinely like Draco or if you're just fucking with his mind." She suddenly hissed, her brown eyes shooting fire.

At once Potter sat up, looking at her wary now. "Excuse me?" He asked incredulously. "Why would I fuck with his mind?"

"Potter, you know as well as I do that you and Draco don't have a nice history together. I distinctly recall that you hit him with a Sectumsempra curse when you were in your sixth year." She answered sharply and her hand went to her wand hidden in her sleeve.

Potter caught the movement and in a flash had his wand trained at her. "Don't you even try to take out your wand." He growled. "I didn't know what the spell would do to him. He wanted to crucio me."

"And that makes it all right that you used an illegal dark spell on him that could have caused him to die?" She asked ice cold, still not removing her hand of her wand.

Frustrated, Potter ranked his hand through his hair, messing it up even further. "No, it doesn't make it right and I feel guilty for it. I apologized to him for that, but the fact remains that I didn't know what the spell was capable of and he was trying to crucio me."

Daphne opened her mouth to protest, but Potter interrupted her.

"Tell me, Mrs. Zabini, if someone you considered your enemy was trying to crucio you, would you just keep standing there doing nothing or try and defend yourself?" He asked rhetorically.

Daphne closed her mouth, reluctantly agreeing to Potter's explanation.

Potter took a deep breath and relaxed a bit when he saw that she had removed her hand from her wand. Knowing that he wasn't in direct danger of being cursed, he lowered his wand as well.

"Still it was uncalled of me to use that spell and I wished I could turn back time to prevent it from ever happening. However, that's not possible, so we just have to live with it." He said calmly.

For a while, they just studied each other.

It was Daphne who broke the tense silence by sighing. "You still haven't answered my question, Potter." She said softly.

Potter breathed out slowly, knowing which question she meant. "No, I'm not trying to fuck with his mind. I really like Draco." He answered just as soft.

"But you don't love him?" She asked, a bit amused.

Potter blushed. "It's a bit too early to already say that I love him, don't you think?" He replied defensively.

"Oh, touchy." She smirked and raised her hands in the air. "Relax Potter; I'm happy to hear that you like Draco. It would have been most unfortunate for you if I had heard something else." She smiled sweetly.

"I don't doubt that." Potter muttered darkly.

Suddenly Daphne's face cleared up and Potter was once again wary.

"So, did you already have sex with him?" She asked brightly.

Potter choked on air. "Excuse me? I'm not answering that!" He exclaimed, but his red face gave him away.

Daphne giggled and Potter stared at her in astonishment, wondering if he had tumbled in a parallel universe, because there was no way that a Slytherin would ever giggle.

"Draco is amazing in bed, don't you agree?" She smirked.

Potter reddened even more, but didn't dignify her with an answer, except for an annoyed huff.

She giggled again and stood up. "Well, now that I'm assured of your good intentions I can leave Draco to you. Now may I be as bold to give you this present?"

She handed him a small red package and Potter took it with a suspicious face. It felt very light.

"What's in this?" Potter looked up at her curiously.

She smirked. "That's just something which I think Draco will appreciate it if you used it every once in a while." She winked at him and then exited the room.

Harry was left staring at the door, feeling apprehensive at the content of the box. What could possibly in it that Draco would appreciate? Well, he had no other choice than to open it if he ever wanted to know what was in it.

He ripped the paper carefully as to not cut himself on the paper. He had had a paper cut many times during his school time and it had hurt like a bitch every time.

His head felt like it would explode when he finally discovered the content of the box. Horrified he looked at it. He should have cursed her when he had the chance. Honestly what had that woman been thinking?

It was a pair of red fluffy handcuffs.

AN2: So what do you think of Daphne? *smirks* I know in the original series, Draco married Astoria, but I had already decided on Daphne when I was made aware of that and I decided to stick with Daphne LOL

Normally I should be able to update next Tuesday. Please leave your thoughts behind in a review!

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