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Marital Bliss �
Or Maybe Not�
by Nymphy Fate.

Summary: In order to protect their son from a worse
fate, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy marry their son off to the Potter�s child six
months after Harry�s birth, in order to protect them both. Neither Harry nor Draco were told of this,
however. Now, seventeen years later,
Harry and Draco are having dreams of each other, and get so fed up with them
that they go and tell Dumbledore about them.
Finding out that they have been married practically since birth, they
must now get married once again in order to reaffirm their bond. Now they must get along with each other�
since they�re going to be married for the rest of their lives. Short-chaptered fic. HPDM Slash.
MPreg. Read and review! XD

Pairing: Harry/Draco,
obviously.

Rating: M, for sex and
swearing.

Warning: Graphic sex
between two boys � TWO, count �em, TWO � meaning that this is SLASH. If that ain�t your cup of tea, then I suggest
you leave right now and don�t even think about flaming me, because I WILL get
very, very mad at you and rant about you in the next chapter/fic I write. Thank you, carry on.

Timing: Seventh year,
but disregards HBP and DH. But yes,
Harry and Draco are seventeen, for
all intents and purposes of my story.

A/N: I just got the idea for this on April 8^th,
and decided to write it down, as it was absolutely spur of the moment, so this
may not be the most original or best fic out there, but nevertheless, I hope
you like/enjoy it either way. Read on!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, Harry would have ended up with a
certain blond Slytherin named Draco Malfoy, rather than the Ginger Shrew Ginny
Weasley. No profit is made.

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Chapter Two

�Will
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy please come to my office after dinner,�
Dumbledore announced at dinner the next night.
People immediately started chattering with each other, whispers of what
it was that the two boys had done.

�Harry! Mate, why didn�t you tell me something
happened with Malfoy?! Aw, I wish I
could�ve been there, seen his face when you�d hexed him.� Ron sighed wistfully, then paused. �You did hex him right?� Harry gave him an incredulous look, as if the
redhead were going insane. He turned his
head at hearing Hermione�s voice, however.

�Harry,
what are you doing?! Picking fights with Malfoy again?! Honestly!
We�re seventh years now � I thought you�d stopped fighting with him by
now. Haven�t you-�

�Enough!�
Harry shouted, interrupting her tirade.
�I haven�t been fighting with him, honestly, I swear I haven�t.� He took a deep breath before continuing. �It�s just� I sort of � woke up Dumbledore really
early in the morning and so he told me that we could talk today instead. But we�ve been in classes all day, so maybe
he just thought that it�d be better to do it tonight instead.� He glanced over at the blond Slytherin across
the Hall in suspicion. �Although I�m not
really sure why he needs Malfoy there as well��
Truthfully, Harry had his suspicions as to why the Headmaster was
calling the both of them to his office, but rather thought it was strange � and
not to mention highly embarrassing � to call Malfoy there, just to inform him
that Harry was having extremely erotic dreams about him�

It
was just� strange.

When
Harry realized that dinner really was practically over after seeing how so many
people were filing out already, despite the healthy amount of food he�d eaten,
his stomach clenched at seeing Draco Malfoy at the other end of the Hall
sitting at the Slytherin table.

�We�ll
see you later then, Harry.�

Harry
nodded at them in goodbye, heaving a deep sigh before striding over to the Slytherin
table, where the tall blond boy had decided to rise after seeing Harry
approaching, seeking to tower over him.
�Potter.�

Harry
nodded once at him. �Malfoy. Er� should we go?� he questioned in
suggestion, hesitantly.

Malfoy
just sneered in disgust at him, moving past the brunet and out of the Great
Hall, leaving Harry no choice but to follow.

Harry
and Malfoy walked up to the Headmaster�s office together in silence, neither
willing to so much as look at each other.

Harry
told the guard the password � �sherbet lemon�.
Harry scoffed; �of course�� he thought wryly � and the two boys ascended
the staircase and knocked on the office door.

�Enter,�
came Dumbledore�s cheery voice, and Harry opened the door, entering along with
Malfoy.

�Uhm�
you wanted to see us, Sir?� Harry questioned expectantly.

�Yes,
I did, sit down, boys, if you will.�
Dumbledore gestured to the chairs in front of his desk.

Harry
did so, and, after a moment�s hesitation, as did Malfoy. Harry glanced at Dumbledore, wondering if
this really did have anything to do with what he�d met with him the day before
about.

The
Headmaster�s face became grave, and Harry looked on in shock and curiosity at
his mentor. �You see, boys, there is
something quite important that I had nearly completely forgotten about until
you both came to see me last night.�

Harry
stole a glance at the blond beside him.
Malfoy had gone to see Dumbledore the night before, too? What for?

�Yes,
Harry. Mr. Malfoy here paid me a visit
as well, not long after yourself, actually, and for a reason quite similar to
your own.�

Harry
turned his gaze to the professor�s at his voice.

�You
see, you may think that these dreams that the two of you are having are merely
fantasies spurned from large amounts of sexual tension from over the years, due
to vast amounts of fighting. And from
your reactions, I would have to say that my guess is correct.� True, both Harry and Malfoy�s faces alike
were flushed brightly. �In all
actuality, though, it is so much more
than that.

�Harry,
I am quite sure that you will become extremely angry with me after I tell you
this, but� I had actually long forgotten about this as the years passed. You see, when your father went to school
here, Draco�s father also did � James was a first year whereas Lucius, on the
other hand, was in his last year. There
was an incident that year that took place � what it was I cannot recall, as I
was not there, and know of no one who was, but nevertheless � involving Lucius
saving James� life, and so James ended up owing him a life debt. Now, life debts can be fulfilled in a number
of different ways, and when you and Draco were born, a mere two months apart
almost, Voldemort was taking it upon himself to obtain as many followers as he
possibly could. And that included people
with small, even newborn, children.

�Now,
Draco, I am not sure as to whether or not you know this or not, but your father
did not originally want to join Lord Voldemort�s ranks. However, as they say, power corrupts
absolutely, which is, in basic terms, what happened to your father. When you were born, though, it took him by
surprise � he had not been planning on having a child. He realized then that he would need to be
caring for another life other than his own and your mother�s. He wanted to keep you safe, and remembered
the life debt that James Potter still owed him.
He couldn�t think of any better way to make use of it other than
protecting you. And the only way he knew
of how to go about doing that in a way that would include James was��
Dumbledore trailed off, looking uncertain as how best to continue.

�Be
aware, boys, that this all happened six months after you, Harry, were born,
which is why the worst � or best, depending on how you would rather look at it
� of the dreams are occurring right now.
It is exactly seventeen years to the day since Lucius took it upon
himself to fulfill the life debt, exactly seventeen years ago today since�
since you two were married.�

Both
boys sat in stunned silence upon hearing those words.

Dumbledore,
however, was quick to continue explaining before either of them could say
anything, lest it involve screaming and shouting.

�Now,
one would expect that this would be the night when, in your dreams, you will,
erm� follow through with what you have been dreaming of for the past few
months. There are also a few other ��

�MARRIED!�
Harry cried, positively outraged. �I
can�t� you can�t be serious! You can�t
be telling me that my father married me off to this git! That�s� that�s ludicrous! I can�t spend the rest of my life with
HIM! It�s inSANE!�

Draco
bolted up from his seat, moving to tower over the smaller brunet. �Like I want to spend it with YOU?! Speccy, stupid, four-eyed Boy Who Wouldn�t
Die! Ugh!�

Harry
stood up as well at hearing the utter disdain in the blond�s voice, although
Draco still was much taller than him.
�Yeah, well, at least I have REAL friends, unlike you! All you�ve got are MINIONS! Stupid Crabbe and Goyle who don�t know a
single THING. I�m surprised they�ve
managed to make it here this long!�

�I
don�t BELIEVE you! You ignorant, little
� �

�Boys!�
Dumbledore shouted, clapping his hands once to get their attention. �Sit down!
Now I know you are angry at not having found this all out before, but
you need to calm yourselves and allow me to explain some more.� Both boys � albeit reluctantly, and with a
heated glare at the other � sat in his own chair. �The reason that this is manifesting now, in case you are wondering � � (Clearly,
Dumbledore was still angry with them.
Oops.) �is because of the spell that bonded you. It was meant to last until you were of age,
exactly seventeen years after the original marriage. Now, you will, of course, need to be married
once again now that you are adults, merely to reconnect you, and you will be
sharing a suite in the castle for the remains of the year. Just tell your friends what happened, since I
am quite sure that they will understand.
There is no need to keep this a secret, seeing as you, Harry, defeated
Voldemort this past summer anyway, and his Death Eaters are all either in
Azkaban or have been killed.�

Harry
was frowning. It was true, he had vanquished the Dark Lord once and
for all not too long ago, but right now he wanted nothing more than for
Voldemort to be resurrected just so he could kill Harry in order to save the
brunet from a marriage he so didn�t
want� and with his childhood rival, no less!

�Now,
your rooms are already set up for you on the fourth floor. Your things have been brought up already, and
you have a bedroom, bathroom, and your very own living room as well. You will need to touch a good part of the
time or else suffer dizzy spells, to which you will need to pay a visit to
Madam Pomfrey about. But that should
only last for the first few weeks, though, before it wears off. So I advise you not to stay apart from each
other for long time periods. And as soon
as you have gotten used to one another, one of you � whomever is the more
submissive of you two; I would take a guess and say that this is Mr. Potter �
will have your body go through certain changes, making you ready for
fertilization. So you will, in fact,
upon consummation, become pregnant.�

�PREGNANT!�

�Yes,
Harry, the submissive will become pregnant the first time you have intercourse
with each other. It is a way of making
you and young Draco here feel as though you have a whole family now. Your body will, of course, make you ready to
give birth as the months progress.�

�So
he�s going to get fat,� Draco said matter-of-factly, making Harry whip his head
around to gape at him incredulously. The
blond just smirked at him.

Dumbledore
sighed and rolled his eyes. �Yes, Mr.
Malfoy, he is going to have a protruding belly.�

Harry�s
head snapped back to look in shock at the Headmaster. He hadn�t exactly considered the whole
big-belly-due-to-baby thing. �But� but
my Quidditch muscles! They�re going to disappear�!� he whined pitifully.

Draco
laughed outright at him, clearly very amused with the brunet. The blond tsked. �Potter, Potter, Potter� Never would have taken you to be vain,� he
smirked.

Harry
glared at him. �I am not vain, Malfoy, that�s your job. I�d just rather not have my stomach � which I
worked quite hard on, by the way! � blow up like a balloon and then have to
shove something out of my ARSE!� he screamed, causing Draco to merely burst
into new peals of laughter. The blond
lifted a hand up, still laughing, and wiped away a stray tear from his
face.

�Ahem,�
Dumbledore cleared his throat to regain their attention. �I have been working this out all day, while
you all were in classes. There is a rule
in this school, that � although you both are already technically married �
whoever wishes to share a room together, privately that is, need to be either
married or bonded. As such, like I have
said earlier, we need to reaffirm your marriage, and soon � more specifically,
right now, since we already have your things in your new rooms. So. If
you will stand for me, face each other, and join hands.� Dumbledore gestured for them to do so. When neither of them moved, he frowned. �Now,
you two.�

Reluctantly,
both boys stood, faced each other as told, all the while glaring at one
another, and fumbled for the other�s hands.

This sucks. I don�t want to be married to this hussy! Harry thought
angrily, as he glared at his� erm, �husband� that he was to be �reaffirming his
blond with�. And I CERTAINLY don�t want to get pregnant�! OR have sex with him!

Stupid Potter
Senior. This is all his fault. Why in Hell would Father put me through
this?! I�ll kill him. After he gets out of suffering in Azkaban, if
ever. Then he�s dead. And if those goddamned dementors don�t suck
out his soul, by Merlin, I sure will.
Daddy go bye bye! Draco grinned
evilly, lost in his own thoughts as Dumbledore spoke, making Harry frown at him
in curiosity as to what the blond was thinking.
I think maybe I�ll Crucio him to death. Is it POSSIBLE to Crucio someone to death??? Hmm� I�ll definitely have to look into that�

�Now,
repeat after me, Harry, if you will,� Dumbledore told the boy. Harry looked at the professor in a way of
telling him that he understood. Dumbledore
announced what the two boys would be saying, and Harry started first, with Draco
following soon after.

�I,
Harry James Potter, do take thee Draco Abraxas Malfoy to be my husband. I will� erm, love and cherish him from now until the day I die.� Harry blushed furiously at the �love� part �
it was especially bad to say, considering he didn�t love Draco Malfoy in the least.

Draco
sighed as his turn came. �I, Draco
Abraxas Malfoy, do take thee Harry James Potter to be my � gack! � husband.
I promise that I will� �love� and �cherish� him from now until the day I
die. Oh, disgusting, I can�t believe I
just said that.� The blond had a
distinct look on his face, as though he had just tasted something sickeningly
sweet. Stupid Dumbledork and his stupid words.

�And
the rings,� Dumbledore announced, snapping his fingers, as two identical silver
bands appeared out of thin air, and he handed one to each of the
teenagers. �Now again, repeat after
me. With this ring, I thee wed.�

Harry
breathed deeply. �With this ring� I thee
wed,� he said, sliding it onto the tall blond�s left ring finger. He glanced up into the silver eyes, watching
him expectantly.

The
Slytherin sighed, barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes, taking the small
brunet�s hand roughly in his own, positioning the ring at the tip of his finger
before he spoke. �With this ring �� he
shoved it on the finger there forcefully � � I. Thee. Wed,� he bit out, making
Harry pout at having hurt his poor little finger.

�And
you may kiss each other,� Dumbledore told the pair, and both gave him
incredulous looks.

�Excuse
me?!� Draco growled in his deadliest tone of voice.

�Marriage
is always sealed with a kiss,� the Headmaster said calmly, in explanation.

Draco
sighed, and leaned forward, clenching his eyes shut, trying to make it any less
revolting. Bloody voyeur�

�A
real kiss, by the way, not only a peck like you may be thinking of doing.� And damn it all, Dumbledore had that stupid
fucking twinkle in his eyes again. Dead.
Just like Father. Think happy
thoughts, Draco, that�s the only thing that is going to get you through
this� Imagine Pansy dead. Crabbe and Goyle transferring to
Durmstrang. No, then you�d have no one
to protect you anymore. Shit. What am I supposed to be doing again? Oh yes, snogging H-Potter here. Mmm, not terrible to think about, actually�
Shagging Potter into the mattress? Ooh,
even better�! Yes, and seeing him all
fat and shite will make it SO worth having to be married to him for the rest of
my life. BUAH HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

Draco,
resigning himself to his impending fate � and consequent doom � grabbed Harry�s
face and crushed their lips together. Harry�s
eyes fluttered closed after a moment�s hesitation, back arching in pleasure
where Draco�s hand had fled to, making Harry moan softly at the intimate,
wonderful contact as Draco took no more time before plunging his tongue past
Harry�s lips. The brunet�s hands fumbled
at his sides, left hand feather soft at Draco�s side, while the right one
snaked up the blond�s back to lay his palm flat on the neck, while his fingers
played with the soft blond hair there. Their
tongues met in a sweet caress, battling for dominance, to which Harry happily
surrendered. Draco explored the brunet�s
mouth, wanting to map every inch of what now was his. Parting from each other, both Harry and Draco
were panting for breath as they let their hands stay where they were on the
other�s body, staring only into each other�s eyes � Harry into liquid pools of
silver, Draco into gemstone emerald green.

�Uhm�
I think that counts as a real kiss,� Draco breathed, making Harry�s cheeks
flush a bright pink.

�Erm�
yeah. Great.�

�And
now you�re married,� Dumbledore interrupted by announcing the completely obvious
fact. The newly re-bonded couple turned
their heads to stare at the Headmaster, dumbfounded. They�d actually forgotten he was even still
there in the room with them, so completely wound up in each other as they
were.

�You
may go to your rooms now, if you like.
Your quarters are on the fourth floor, behind the portrait of Kennilworthy
Whisp, and the password is �fortuitous perfecto�.�

Mood
completely broken now by the ancient Headmaster, Draco sighed, retracted their
limbs completely and grabbed the brunet�s hand instead, dragging him out of the
room. �Come on, Potter.�

�Oh
yes, that reminds me. Whose name will
you be taking? The Potter or Malfoy
name?�

Draco
stopped, turning around to briefly glance at Dumbledore, blinking owlishly,
then looked at Harry. �Erm� I don�t
really know. Eh, which would you rather
have?�

Harry
ducked his head shyly, biting his bottom lip.
�Well, I mean my parents died before they could give me any siblings, so
there�s really no one else to carry on the Potter name, so I�d like it to be
mine, but then again, you don�t have any brothers or sisters either, so� yeah,
I really have no idea.� He blushed.

Draco
looked at him critically for a moment, before averting his gaze to the
Headmasters. �Sir, I think we�re going
to have to go with Potter.� Harry looked
up at the blond boy in surprise. �My
father will be furious with me, I�m sure, but frankly, I don�t give a damn
about family loyalty right now, not when it comes to the Malfoys anyway. My father soiled the family name when he
joined up with the Dark Lord, and look where that bright idea got him.�

�Alright
then,� Dumbledore smiled. �Harry and
Draco Potter it is. Now you may head to your new rooms.�

And
with that, the newly married pair headed out of the Headmaster�s office, still
hand in hand.

Harry
could only smile at his new husband as he was lead to the fourth floor.

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A/N: And there�s chapter two! XD You
have, like, NO IDEA how happy and surprised I was at all the number of reviews
I�ve gotten already. I think that the
count right now is 26, and it�s already in 4 C2�s, has 11 favorites, and 45
alerts! Gah! *is ecstatic*

I
have two papers that are due early next week, on Monday and Tuesday, but I will
try to work on this story whenever I�m not doing those. So hopefully I can work on getting the next
chapters up fairly soon, and the same goes with my other story Auld Lang
Syne. :D

Review,
please!

Love
always,

Nymphy
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