The Prefect\'s Baby | By : darksoulbrighteyes Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hermione was doing her Potions homework and she couldn’t help but grin. Snape had told them they were going to start studying the MPP in two weeks which means that she’d be able to get a pass into the restricted section to read books on the subject (she really did hate when she had to sneak) next week which means she’ll be able to recognize all of Malfoy’s symptoms as they appear; Male Pregnancy is one thing she had thought impossible even in the Wizarding world and too find out such a miracle could happen made her giddy with delight.
“Why you so happy ‘mione?” Ron asked.
“Oh.” Hermione blushed. She had forgotten she was in the common Room.
“Find a mistake in the textbook or something?” Harry asked.
“No, I….well….i’m just happy! Can’t a girl just be happy.”
“Well sure…” Ron said still eyeing Hermione curiously, “But not while they do their Potions homework.” Harry nodded.
“Oh! I’m leaving…”
“But Hermione….wait! I didn’t mean” Ron pleaded.
“I’ve got prefects duties, Ronald.” Hermione sighed.
“Oh.”
Meanwhile Draco was walking back from the library his potions book in hand. He was exhausted but relieved that not only was the next day Friday but that Pansy had taken to flirting with Theodore instead of him. He wasn’t sure if Blaise had told Theodore about his….baby….but chances were very likely that he had; one thing was for sure none of the Slytherin girls knew for if they had Draco would have been showered with gifts, well, at least from Millie, and Tracy (they were suckers for babies). What was strange, in Draco’s opinion was that Know-It-All Granger had not approached him or even looked at him knowingly since the day Snape announced that they were going to study the Male Pregnancy potion. Admittedly, at first, Draco had been frightened to know what exactly it was that had been forced down his throat, but the more he thought about it the more the idea of knowing exactly what it was that was causing the changes in his body seemed to be a good one (not that he still didn’t think about that frightful night- he was still having difficulties eating-but he was not as scared as he had been) unfortunately after finding out that his classmates wanted to kill his child Draco was once again not so sure that learning about the MPP would be a good idea…and speaking of his classmates as Draco turned the corner he ran into none other.
Blaise, with a smirk on his face, pointed his want at Draco; Crabbe and Goyle stood on either side of him. “We know your secret.” Blaise said.
Draco withdrew his own wand as he said, “What are you talking about.”
“Your baby, of course” Blaise said.
“What do you want Zabini…”
“I think you know what we want. I think you were listening in on us.”
“It won’t do any good.” Draco said abruptly.
”What?”
“I’m not pregnant anymore. I miscarried.” Draco invented.
“Oh right.” Blaise rolled his eyes.
“I’m not.”
“So then,” Blaise grasped his want tightly and pointed it directly at Draco’s heart, “then it won’t matter if I just….Cruc…”
“What’s going on here!?” A loud voice rang through the hallway and the boys couldn’t help but to turn to find the source.
Hermione Granger stood with her hands on her hips like a Muggle super hero. “Granger!” Blaise squeaked, immediately pocketing his wand. Dumbledore had announced at the start of term feast that he would not tolerate even the slightest bit of harassment and/or fighting and that the Prefects had complete power to take off points, and give out detention- although there would have to be a meeting first, but Blaise knew Hermione was part of the Golden Trio and Dumbledore would believe anything she said.
“What. Is. Going. On. Here.” She demanded.
“None of your business Mudblood.” Goyle spat at her.
“Wow!” Hermione exclaimed sarcastically, “An almost complete sentence! Good on you, Goyle! Now, I suggest you get going or I’ll just have to take points away. It’s nearly curfew, after all and I doubt you boys were simply showing each other what you learned in charms class.”
Blaise threw Hermione an ugly look before saying, “Alright, Let’s go Malfoy,”
“Oh no!” Hermione said with a smile playing on her face, “He doesn’t have to leave. He’s a prefect….and is allowed to stay up as long as he’d like.”
“Fine! But we’ll see you soon, Malfoy,” Blaise spat. Then he and the Goons strode past Hermione and toward the dungeons.
Once the Evil Trio was out of sight Hermione rushed over to Draco, “Are you hurt? Let me help you.”
“I’m fine, and I won’t accept your pity or charity or whatever you call it so just leave me alone.” Draco said.
“It’s not pity,” She folded her arms, “and it’s certainly not charity.” She sighed, “Consider it a bargain. I help you fight off those guys and I get to observe you and collect information on the actual effects of Male Pregnancy.”
Draco pocketed his wand, “And why do you care about my welfare?”
“I don’t care about you. I merely want to ensure that those…your friends…don’t deny me the opportunity to watch a Male Pregnancy in process.”
Draco looked at Hermione’s round face and sighed. If he agreed he’d have one of the cleverest witches at the school, yes even Draco had to admit she was extremely cleaver, on his side but he’d be accepting the help of a Mudblood and practically allying with his nemesis’ best friend. On the other hand not letting her help him would almost certainly make him a much easier target for the Junior Death Eaters. “Alright, but you can’t let Potter or Weasley know.”
Malfoy had kept to himself and barely left his bedroom all weekend. Whether that was a good thing or not Theodore had yet to decide but he knew that Draco couldn’t keep himself locked up all year long. “Nott!” He heard someone scream his name.
“Nott!” It was his Potion’s partner Granger. “hm?” Why did he have to deal with the stupid Mudblood first thing on a Monday morning? It was as if Snape had punished him for daring to ask to be a co-prefect.
“I already added the eye of newt!” The bushy haired girl screeched, the screech reminded Theodore eerily of Pansy, except that, at least in Theo’s mind, Pansy’s screeches were like an angel’s song, “You’re not paying attention!”
“Then finish it yourself Mudblood I have other things on my mind.”
“What?....Malfoy?” She asked. Had he been that obvious?
“No! It’s…I just…It’s none of your business!” Theodore said turning from Malfoy to chop up some Mandrake root, if they were to use it in the potion he had no idea but at least he would look busy. A few minutes later and Theodore was nearly positive he had heard Granger mumble, “You’re not the only one who’s worried.”
Theodore had decided that Granger did indeed know what was going on and if that was a good thing or not he once again did not know, but what he did know was that he was going to help Draco no matter what so that afternoon he waited for Draco at his room entrance.
“I want to know what’s going on.” Theodore said leaning back against the door.
“Didn’t THEY tell you?” Draco spat withdrawing his wand.
“Does it matter,” Theodore asked not bothering to take out his own wand,“I can help you, you know.”
“I don’t need your help.” Draco said stubbornly.
“So you let that Mudblood help you and not me?” Theodore said and then upon seeing the shock that shone clearly on Draco’s face added, “She told me, you know”
“You-You’re lying!” Draco spat.
“I’m not. I know you’re pregnant and I know because SHE told me.” With that Theodore nodded Draco goodbye and left, leaving Malfoy to stand in front of his door pink faced and mouth opened.
Draco purposefully made his way to Ancient Runes class; He hadn’t eaten since lunch time the day before and although he was rather hungry the knot of anger in his stomach kept him from eating. He yanked open the classroom door and stomped it. It was still fairly empty as it was still ten till but Granger was there and he nearly growled when the Gryffindor Bitch smiled at him.
.“Bitch!” He spat from the door way earning a frown from Terry Boot and Stephen Cornfoot.
“What?” Hermione said, her smile fading.
Strutting toward her he spat, “You fucking bitch. You said you wouldn’t tell anyone…”
“Malfoy, I didn’t…”
“Hey! Twenty points from Slytherin!” Terry Boot yelled, “And if I hear you talking to Hermione that way again it’ll be detention for a month!”
Draco would have responded but that’s when Professor Sinatra entered.
“You filthy liar!” Hermione growled when Theodore had sat by her in Potions that Thursday. It was the first time she had an opportunity to speak to him alone, “You made Malfoy believe I betrayed him!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Granger.” Theo replied calmly.
“Filthy Death Eater scum. I don’t know how you found out, most likely from your roommates, but know this Nott I am going to do everything in my power to protect Malfoy and there is nothing you can do about it”
“Why don’t you just stay out of this…”
“Enough talking,” Snape interrupted, “Class has begun. Now, today we will be…”
Draco quietly entered the Slytherin Common Room quite unharmed which rather surprised him. Theodore had approached him the day before to tell him he wanted his Friday Prefect duty free. Draco had agreed but suspected that it was some sort of plan to jump him in the corridors. He had reluctantly informed Granger and she happily agreed to stay a few paces behind him but it turned out unnecessary as it had never happened. He was nearly at his room when Blaise he felt someone looming behind him.
“Hello Draco” Draco shivered. It was Blaise, “You’re so sexy, did you know?….I’d love to have a piece of your ass. I promise not to impregnate you!”
“Shut the fuck up Zabini!” Draco said.
“Umm….no….i don’t think I will…”
Blaise began approaching Draco when someone put a hand on his shoulder. “Hey Zabini!”
“Nott?” Blaise turned around with a sneer.
“You really shouldn’t talk that way to a prefect, you know.”
“Whose side are you on, Nott?”
“Side? What are you talking about sides? I’m just saying…I’d rather not take points from my own house.”
Blaise turned from Theodore to Draco and back again before saying, “Alright…I’ll save my house a few points…for now. See you in OUR room Theo.”
Once Blaise left Theodore turned toward Draco.
“What do you want Nott?” Draco asked suspiciously.
“I’m your friend…or at least I thought I was…we’ve always gotten along….just because of…your situation doesn’t change. I want to help you, Draco.”
”Oh like did with Granger?” Draco said somewhat bitterly. He had wanted to trust Theodore but after he lied about Granger it was difficult.
“Hey, okay I’m sorry about that” Theodore sighed. “….I’m Slytherin same as you. I wanted to…to make sure it was true and I had a feeing that the Mudblood knew. I didn’t know you too had a ‘thing’”
“We don’t have a ‘thing’.”
“Blaise told me how she defended you.”
“It…it’s just a bargain.” Draco shrugged.
“Please trust me Draco. We’ve been friends since we were kids. I don’t want to loose your friendship over a Mudblood.”
Draco was walking from Charms to Potions when he heard his name being called in stereo “Draco!” He shook his head and looked to see Granger coming at him from his left and Theodore from his right.
“What are you doing here Nott?” Granger said.
“I should ask the same thing, Granger” Theodore snarled.
“I’m not going to let you hurt him,” She took out her wand, and her browns eyes were filled with passion. Draco smirked; he hadn’t had time to tell Granger that Theodore was on his side.
“What are you talking about Mudblood…”
“Stup…”
“Wait.” Draco said, “Okay…I said wait Granger!...okay First, Theo, don’t call her a Mudblood…”
“Wh-what? But Draco…”
“Please. I can’t… I don’t want to deal with you two fighting.”
“Fine.” Theodore huffed.
“Okay, second, Granger….Theodore is not in cahoots with Blaise.”
“Oh really? How can you be sure…”
“How dare you doubt me you filthy Mud…Who do you think protected him all weekend? Huh?! While you were playing peek-a-boo with your fellow Goody Goody Gryffindors I was doing everything I could to keep Blaise away from Draco, so don’t you dare…”
“Theodore! Granger! Come on! Granger, Theo is my oldest friend and….and I trust him. Now, if you excuse me I have to go to the bathroom before class”
“I’m coming with you!” Hermione said.
“I’ve got this Granger.” Theodore snapped, “Or else would you like to explain to Professor Snape what you are doing in a BOYS bathroom?”
“Fine, you go, but I’m waiting outside.
“Suit yourself Mudblood.”
September turned into October and the sixth grade NEWT Potion’s class was top news not only in the school but in the Daily Prophet’s gossip column and Wizard Life section. Obviously Snape had not exaggerated when he said that Male Pregnancy was a controversial subject (Mandy Brocklehurst had been forced to drop potions and the Patil twins had been pulled out of school all together). Snape explained that Male Pregnancy teetered on the edge of what was called the Dark Arts.
Not a potion’s class went by that both Hermione and Theodore did not simultaneously shoot Draco a silly grin. Draco sighed, did they have to be so obvious? According to some of the literature Snape provided the MPP included a very effective version of the human Chorionic Gonadotropin (hCG) hormone and magical properties that helped develop a uterus-like organ inside the affected male.
Hermione and Theodore continued to argue and fight for first place in Draco’s Pregnancy Entourage but their fighting leveled off as Draco’s pregnancy symptoms slowly aroused suspicious from the teachers. The teacher’s suspicion and Draco’s continual refusal to eat properly prompted Theodore to confront Hermione in Late October.
“Granger.” Hermione turned around and saw Theodore approaching.
“What do you want Nott.” Ron said.
“I wasn’t talking to you Weasley.” Theodore said
“Just go Ron. I can handle this.” Hermione sighed. .
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” Hermione waited for Ron to disappear around the corner before she turned to Theodore, “What?”
“Look, Granger, I don’t like you, you don’t like me BUT I know we both have Draco’s best interest at heart, and although it pains me to admit it we are going to have to work together if we are going to keep him healthy. He’s at the end of his first trimester now and...”
“What? Surely he can’t be thirteen weeks along already.”
“No, about ten.”
“Well then he isn’t at the end of his first trimester yet…”
“Male Pregnancy only lasts for thirty weeks.”
“Thirty weeks…Merlin! Wait…How do you know?”
“I, unlike you, have been doing research outside what Snape has assigned us. I’d like to know exactly what to expect. So…”
“I’ve done research too! I just never thought to see how many weeks he’d be pregnant…I just assumed…well…”
Theodore rolled his eyes, “Now, as I was saying, we’ll have to work together, especially to get him to eat. I’m sure you noticed that he’s barely eating which hasn’t caused a problem yet but the baby is going to be growing quiet a bit from now on and Draco’ll need his energy. We’re going to have to talk to him”
TBC….
A/N: AH well, Another disappointing chapter but I’m not giving up on this story. I refuse! LOL!
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