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Face Down	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 37335 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Found
- 2-First Time
- 3-Friends?
- 4-Closer
- 5-Again
- 6-Holiday Gifts
- 7-Too Far
- 8-Loss
- 9-Gain
- 10-Coping
- 11-With Love
- 12-Recovering
- 13-Date
- 14-Willing
- 15-Consenting
- 16-Enjoying
- 17-Expecting
- 18-Parting Ways
- 19-Rescue
- 20-Epilogue
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- 3
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Yay!!!!! Its chapter 3!!!! I know this chapter got shorter again. I tend to have problems writing chapter stories. I usually get bored or uninspired. That's why I'd wanted to finish this fic before I posted. I'll try my best though. Thank you to all my reviewers!!!

After hearing this story, Draco quickly moved away from Harry and vomited. He had never heard anything so terrible before and his father’s a death eater!

“Harry, I’m so sorry.” Draco said after he’d finished emptying the contents of his stomach and cleaning it up. “If I would have known something like that was going on, I wouldn’t have been so hard on you.”

“It’s ok. There’s nothing that can be done about it now.” Harry said morosely.

Draco then stood up and offered his hand to Harry. “You really need to go to the hospital wing. Then you should go see Dumbledore.” He said as he pulled Harry off the floor.

“Pomfrey now, then we’ll talk about seeing Dumbledore.” Harry said stubbornly.

The blonde had desperately wanted to argue but he held his tongue because he didn’t want to upset Harry anymore.

A few minutes later, Harry was sitting on a starch white bed while Draco went to wake Madam Pomfrey.

“Mr. Potter, what seems to be the problem?” The medi-witch asked as she strode over to the impatiently waiting Harry with Draco on her heel.

Harry didn’t answer. He just looked at Draco with wide, fearful eyes.

Draco knew Harry was afraid, afraid that somehow Ron would find out and hurt him worse that he already had. So, since Harry wouldn’t tell, Draco would tell for him.

Carefully, he lifted Harry's shirt to expose the bruised flesh underneath as Harry pulled the sheet over his lap to cover himself.

“Merlin, what happened to you?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

Harry was still looking at Draco but he quickly looked down as he answered. “I- I got in a fight with Ron.” He stammered.

“Well Mr. Potter, I’ll have those fixed up in no time.” Pomfrey stated.

“Thank you.” Harry said quietly.

The old medi-witch walked to a cabinet and came back with a jar filled with a light blue cream.

“This will heal those bruises.” She said as she started applying the salve.

Harry shivered visibly when it touched his skin. “It’s cold.” He said to reassure the blonde boy.

“Mr. Malfoy, be useful and keep applying this. I need to get you a pain relieving potion. The one thing this salve doesn’t do is make the pain go away.” She said softly.

“Right.” Draco said as he took the jar from the woman.

When Harry felt Draco’s fingers touch his skin, his body started reacting. The places he touched tingled and his cock started to embarrassingly harden. He just hoped Draco wouldn’t notice.

A moment later, Madam Pomfrey returned with a vial that she handed to the injured boy. He drank it gratefully and sighed as most of the pain melted away.

Then, instead of taking the cream back and doing it herself, she ran a few diagnostic spells on his torso to make sure there was no internal damage. She seemed happy with the results so Harry didn’t worry about it.

“Feeling better?” Draco asked as he finished with the cream.

“Yeah, much better.” Harry answered without looking at him.

Draco closed the jar and handed it back to Madam Pomfrey.

“Are you going to tell her about the other thing? Or do you want me to?” He gently asked the younger boy.

Again Harry said nothing so Draco carefully pulled him up off the bed and turned him around, revealing his bleeding rear end.

The medi-witch gasped and asked him what happened.

Nervously, Harry said, “I was having sex with my boyfriend, not Malfoy, and we were trying something new. It didn’t go to well.”

The very experienced medi-witch wasn’t so sure she believed him but she had no reason to think otherwise and went about healing this newly revealed injury.

This time Draco was forced to wait behind a curtain for Harry's privacy. Although he just knew that Harry would have preferred him to be next to him seeing as Draco was the first person to help him.

After an agonizing wait, the curtain disappeared and he jumped up from the bed he was sitting on to stand next to Harry. ‘I’m turning soft.’ The blonde though.

“You’re going to be just fine Harry.” Madam Pomfrey said reassuringly. “But there’s one more thing I want to check before I let you go.”

She went back to the cupboard and brought back a clear vial filled with a potion that continuously changed from pink to blue and back again.

“I need you to drink this.” She said.

Having had to take several disgusting potions, Harry swallowed it quickly only to smile and giggle a bit as it went down.

“Tastes like cotton candy.” He said as he licked his lips.

Madam Pomfrey then put the tip of her wand on Harry's stomach and mumbled a short string of words neither of the boys recognized.

A moment later, the wand started glowing green and she released a small sign.

“Brace yourself for this Mr. Potter.” She said bleakly.

Several terrible things ran through Harry's head in the few seconds he had before hearing the rest of what she had to say.

“Harry, you’re about four weeks pregnant.”

“I’m sorry, could you say that again. I thought you said I’m pregnant.” Harry said unsteadily.

“I did Mr. Potter.” She said sensitively.

Harry went hysterical. “I can’t be pregnant! I’m a male! I have a penis and testicles! I can’t have a baby!” He practically screamed.

“Harry, calm down.” The woman said soothingly. “Our world is different than the muggle world. Men are able to pregnant. It doesn’t happen that often but it does happen.” She explained.

Madam Pomfrey then turned to Draco. “You should have known this was possible.” She practically snapped.

“It’s not mine.” Draco retorted firmly.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She said.

“Will you tell me who the other father is?” The medi-witch asked Harry.

“No. It doesn’t matter.” He said vacantly.

“Alright then. I suppose you can go if you want.” She said as she picked up the empty vials. “Mr. Malfoy, would you please escort Harry back to Gryffindor tower?”

“Yeah of course.” He replied.

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“Thank you for not telling.” Harry said after they left the hospital wing.

“It wasn’t my place to tell.” Draco said simply.

“Still, thanks.”

“Are you going to tell him?” The older of the two asked.

Harry sighed heavily. “I can’t. He’ll kill me.”

“He’s going to find out eventually.” Draco said sympathetically.

“I know but I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. Maybe by then he wouldn’t mind.” Harry said trying to convince himself more than Draco.

The rest of the walk was spent in a surprisingly companionable silence.

When they reached the portrait of the fat lady, the silence turned a little awkward.

“So… I guess I’ll see you around.” The blonde said.

“Yeah…” Harry started. “So… um… are we, are we friends now or something?”

“I suppose. I mean, if you want to be.” He said blissfully.

“I’d like to be friends.” Harry said matter-of-factly.

Draco then extended his hand to Harry and he took it.

“Friends?”

“Friends.”

“Good night.”

“Good night.”

Harry quietly got into bed after taking off his blood stained night shirt. For the first time in a long time, he fell asleep smiling.
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