Random Moments | By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Red and Gold
Harry is approximately 6 1/2 months pregnant.
Warnings: None
Rating: K
Summary: Harry comes across something triggering.
Harry stared at the pile of junk that was haphazardly thrown on the bed. He knew he had to go through his trunk, but after seeing the mess outside of it, he really didn’t want to.
Groaning in frustration, Harry picked up the closest item, a wrinkly, gray t-shirt. He realized that it used to be Dudley’s and threw it on the floor to be thrown out later.
Thirty minutes later, and the brunette was hardly more than halfway through the pile. He considered taking a break at that point, but he quickly changed his mind because he just wanted to get it done and over with.
Just as he picked up a book, the door opened and a sweaty Draco wandered it. He stripped himself of his robes and shirt before walking up behind his husband, wrapping his arms around him, and placing his hands on Harry’s rapidly growing belly. “Finally cleaning, I see.”
“Yes.” The shorter boy grumbled and dropped the book, Quidditch Through the Ages, into his trunk. “How was Quidditch practice?” He asked, changing the subject.
“Well, I flew around, chased snitches, yelled at other players when they screwed up, you know, the usual. I bet you miss it.”
When he didn’t receive any response, Draco moved so he could see Harry’s face and was surprised to find that he was on the verge of tears. “Harry, are you alright?” At the same moment, Draco noticed the object clutched between Harry’s hands, eyes widening in realization as he gazed upon the red and gold fabric.
Finally, Harry sobbed and tears began streaming down his face. He didn’t even notice when he was pulled to his husband’s chest, nor did he hear the whispered words of comfort.
Several minutes later, the couple was curled up on the couch with Harry snuggling on Draco’s still bare chest.
“’m sorry.” Harry mumbled as he wiped at the puddle of tears and other fluids that had accumulated on the blonde’s chest with his sleeve.
Draco gave Harry a soft smile. “It’s ok. I needed a shower anyway. But even if I didn’t,” he lifted Harry’s chin, “It still wouldn’t matter. Besides, I’m your husband, it’s my job to comfort you in whatever way you need.”
“But you shouldn’t have to, not after this much time.”
The sudden movement of Draco sitting up forced Harry to follow suit. He put a hand on either side of the brunette’s head and held him there so that he couldn’t look away. “Harry, what happened to you was a horrible, horrible thing that I would never wish on anyone.
“I can only hope that I never experience such a thing and that you’ll never have to go through anything of the sort again. And even twenty years from now, it would worry me more if it didn’t upset you. Understand?”
Harry nodded, his head still held firmly between Draco’s hands.
“No, say it.”
“I-I understand.”
Draco smiled and wiped a few stray tears from Harry’s cheeks. “Good, because it’s important that you know that.”
The pregnant boy nodded again.
Still smiling, Draco stood from the couch and held out a hand to help Harry up. “Why don’t we leave the rest of your mess for later and take a bath?” He suggested, already leading the shorter boy toward their bathroom.
Harry didn’t reply, but his willingness to follow was an obvious sign that he agreed it was a good idea.
Before they reached their goal though, Harry suddenly squeezed the hand that was still in his and stopped short. The blonde boy turned concerned eyes on his husband only to see him lit up with absolute joy.
“I-I felt him move.”
Draco’s eyes widened and he dashed forward. “What? Really? Where?” He placed his hands on Harry’s belly.
With a chuckle, Harry replied, “unfortunately, you won’t be able to feel it. Not yet.”
“When!?”
Harry laughed at his husband’s enthusiasm. “Could be a month.” He teased. “Could be a week.”
Blue eyes rolled in their sockets, but a smile adorned the pale lips below them. “Well, that was helpful.”
The pair shared a quick kiss before making their way to the tub to share a relaxing bath together.
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