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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
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor profit from it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

Chapter List
- 30
- 31
- 32
Author's note: Well, studying is eating away on my sleeping hours, but here's the next chapter ^^

Thanks to the following reviewers: Claudia; she-who-waits-in-darkness; Luminari_Lilium; MakeupDiva84; bcjink; unneeded; delia cerrano

Warnings: LEMON and a tiny speck of angst

I hope you'll like it!

Chapter 31

When Harry's buttocks started to feel numb, he decided it was time to get up. With difficulty, he managed to stand up and placed his arms around Teddy's back to support the boy while he walked over to the couch.

Draco joined him, sitting next to him with Scorpius on his lap.

"Is daddy hurt?" Scorpius asked, worried and carefully traced the black shadows under Harry's eyes.

Harry caught the small hand in his own and smiled reassuringly. "No, Scorpius, I'm fine. I'm just a bit tired."

"Oh, ok." Scorpius nodded.

Daphne took a seat across from the other four. "Potter, don't ever do that again! We were all worried to death!" She scolded.

"So I've heard." Harry muttered. He shifted and winced a bit when his muscles protested.

Draco noticed the wince. "Harry, why don't you go take a bath to relax a bit?" He suggested.

Harry nodded; he could use a bath right now. He was sure he smelled bad and the warm water would relax his muscles.

He tried to place Teddy on the couch, but the boy simply refused to let him go; clinging even harder to him; whimpering.

"Teddy, sweetheart, can you let me go? I need to take a bath." Harry murmured, rubbing the small back.

Teddy shook his head, his body trembling. "No, no, no. Not going." He muttered, burying his face in Harry's neck.

Harry looked a bit helplessly at Draco and Daphne. Daphne shrugged; she had an idea as to why Teddy reacted like that and couldn't blame him for it. It was a normal reaction.

Scorpius was staring at Teddy, not used to seeing him so clingy. Why wouldn't Teddy allow their daddy to take a bath? Daddy wasn't going anywhere; he had promised that.

Without thinking, Scorpius reached out to pat Teddy's shoulder. "Teddy, you have to let go of daddy." He told him, but cried out when his hand was slapped away harshly. Scorpius cradled his hand to his chest and tears escaped from his eyes when he felt the stinging pain. Teddy had slapped his hand very hard.

"Don't touch me!" Teddy hissed and his angry eyes scared the other boy.

"Teddy! Apologize to Scorpius!" Harry said, angrily. "Scorpius hasn't done anything to deserve that!"

Stubbornly Teddy shook his head. He didn't want to apologize to the other boy. He wanted Scorpius to leave him and his dad alone. He was the only son of Harry; Scorpius didn't belong with them.

Harry opened his mouth to scold Teddy again, but was stopped by Draco who was soothing Scorpius.

"I'm sure Teddy didn't mean to hurt Scorpius. He's probably still stressed from the past few days." He sighed and dropped a kiss on Scorpius' forehead.

Scorpius sniffled a bit, but had stopped crying.

Harry frowned, but decided to let it go. Maybe Draco was right and Teddy was stressed. It was plausible, because Teddy normally wasn't violent.

"All right, but Teddy, I really need to take a bath." Harry tried again.

Daphne stood up and walked over to Harry and Teddy. She grabbed Teddy's arms and tugged gently at them until the boy released his hold on Harry. She tilted him off Harry's lap and brought the struggling boy over to her chair.

"Come on, Teddy, we will sit here and wait until your dad is done with his bath." She said calmly. "Afterwards you can go back to him."

Teddy frowned, not liking the idea of being separated from his dad, but he stopped struggling.

Harry sighed and stood up, grabbing the couch when the world around him started spinning.

"I'll help you." Draco said immediately and settled Scorpius on the couch.

"No, no need. I can go on my own, thank you." Harry huffed, his eyes narrowing. He was only kidnapped for a while, not crippled!

"Harry, your legs are trembling. What if you fall down the stairs?" Draco replied with a frown.

Scorpius startled. "No, daddy can't fall down the stairs!" He exclaimed. "Daddy will get hurt! Daddy can't get hurt!"

"You heard our son, Harry." Draco smirked and grabbed Harry's arm.

Harry wanted to protest, but Daphne interrupted. "Potter, don't bother arguing. Use your common sense; you haven't eaten in days, you would probably lose consciousness on the stairs and fall down. For once in your bloody life, let someone else take care of you!" She snapped.

Harry clenched his jaw, hating the insinuation that he was too weak to take care of himself, but turned around and let Draco lead him out of the room.

Scorpius climbed off the couch and toddled over to his mother. Keeping one arm around Teddy to prevent him from running away, Daphne guided her son up on the chair, in her lap.

"Daddy is going to stay now, right? He won't leave us, right, mommy?" He asked anxiously.

She began to caress his hair. "Daddy isn't going to leave you again; papa will protect him." She assured the boy. She was certain that Draco wouldn't let Potter out of his sight from now on. And to be honest, she didn't envy Potter for that. Malfoys were known for being extremely possessive over something or someone they considered theirs. Daphne was willing to bet a thousand Galleons that Draco was the most possessive one of all the Malfoys.

It was too bad for Potter, but his days of being reckless with his own safety were gone now.

Draco closed the door of the bathroom behind them and with a quick flick of his wand; the water started pouring in the bathtub.

He turned around to find a scowling Harry, leaning against the sink. "I'm not a child, Draco. I don't need your help."

Draco sighed. "Harry, please, you just went through a traumatizing …"

"I'm fine, Draco! I'm not bloody traumatized." Harry snapped, crossing his arms. "I've been through worse."

Grey eyes hardened. "I know that and you shouldn't have had to. However, you belong to me now and I want to take care of you. I missed you so fucking much these past couple of days; is it too much to ask that I want to take care of you?" He asked, stepping closer to Harry. "I wasn't there to help you when you needed me, so I want to help you now."

Harry bit his lip, anger slowly disappearing. "It isn't your fault that I was kidnapped." He murmured, his green eyes softening. "You couldn't have anticipated that."

Draco snorted, closing the distance between him and his lover and hugged him. "Actually I should have expected something like that to happen considering we're talking about you." He replied soberly, not one trace of humor in his voice.

Harry smiled wryly and kissed Draco softly. It was just the pressure of lips against lips; it was meant to reassure each other of their presence.

Draco broke the kiss to stop the water before the bath would overflow. Lavender scented shampoo was added to the warm water, giving it a light purple tint and the calming scent of the purple flower rose up in the room.

Between removing Harry's dirty clothes, they kept stealing kisses and when Harry sank in to the water and leaned back against the bathtub, Draco sat behind him, rolling his sleeves up and started to wash Harry. This time Harry didn't protest, enjoying the warm water and the caressing hands of Draco too much.

"I'm still wondering who that man was." Draco broke the silence. "I don't know how he did it, but I never saw his face once during the fight, nor recognized his voice. I only saw some of his blond hair before he Apparated away."

"I didn't see his face either." Harry sighed and stretched his legs. "But I'm fairly certain it was the man who poisoned those people."

The hands on his chest stilled. "He was the murderer?" Draco said shocked and shook his head. "How do you know that?"

"He mentioned some things from that letter I received months ago." Harry replied.

"This is getting seriously fucked up." Draco muttered.

Harry agreed. He still didn't understand the motive of the murderer. Why kidnap him and give him back three days later alive? Why poison all those people to get his attention? What was the purpose of all that? It didn't make sense. Who did Harry know that carried such a huge grudge against him that he would start to kill people?

He stiffened. Could it be … him?

Draco felt Harry tense and furrowed his eyebrows. "Harry, what's wrong?"

Harry licked his lips and felt nervous, but he had to ask Draco. "Draco, your father … is he still in prison?"

"Of course. He's there for the rest of his life. If he broke out, I would have known immediately. Why?" Two seconds later he understood Harry's sudden question. "You thought my father is the murderer." He mumbled. It wasn't that far-fetched: Lucius had always hated Harry.

Harry shrugged uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, I just thought …" He trailed off.

"Don't worry; I understand why you would think that. Hell, if I wasn't hundred percent sure that father is still in Azkaban, I would have suspected him too." Draco smiled wryly and started washing Harry's back.

They both looked up when someone knocked on the door.

"Uncle Sev wants to speak with you, Draco." Teddy's voice called out.

Draco frowned. "What is he doing here?"

"Don't know. Why don't you go and find out?" Harry suggested.

"You're sure you will be okay here alone?" Draco asked uncertainly.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, Draco, I'll be fine. Don't worry. It's not like I'm going to drown if you leave me alone."

At this Draco paused and looked alarmed.

"Draco, just go." Harry insisted.

Draco looked doubtful, but after seeing Harry's determined face, he sighed and nodded. He turned back around and walked out of the bathroom, smiling fleetly at Teddy on his way downstairs.

Teddy stared at the closed door, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. His hand was itching to turn the handle and enter the bathroom. But it was rude to enter a bathroom when someone was in it. Harry had told him that years ago when he was four and had ran into the bathroom one evening to show a picture he had made only to find his godfather taking a bath.

So he knew he shouldn't do it, but he wanted to make sure his dad was okay. He hadn't eaten anything for a long while, so he would have little to no energy. What if he slipped and fell?

Teddy fidgeted some more until he couldn't take it anymore and knocked softly.

"Draco, are you back already?" Dad's voice sounded incredulously.

He opened the door a crack and peeked through it. Dad raised an eyebrow when he noticed him standing in the shadows.

"Teddy? What are you doing here?" Dad asked, sitting upright against the tub, but still covered in foam.

Teddy stared at the floor. "Can I come in?" He asked softly.

Dad cocked his head to his right and nodded slowly. "Sure, you can come in."

A hesitant smile found its way on to the young boy's face and he slipped through the small opening of the door, immediately closing it behind him and shuffling to the wall next to the tub.

Dad looked at him curiously. "Teddy, is something the matter?"

Teddy didn't answer; instead he grabbed his dad's wet hand that was resting on the edge of the tub and studied it. He turned it a few times, seemingly looking for something before he was satisfied and just kept the hand between his small ones.

"Teddy?"

He looked up; dad had a concerned look on his face and he was frowning.

He shrugged. "Do you mind if I stay here with you?"

Dad blinked, but nodded. So they sat there in silence until the water got too cold and his dad ushered him out so that he could dress himself while Teddy waited for him in the hallway.

Draco blinked when he entered the living room and was met with the sight of a glaring Severus.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Why didn't you tell me that you found Potter again?" Severus asked in a growling voice.

"Because I only got him back a few hours ago." Draco answered slowly.

Severus snorted. "How is he?" He muttered, not looking at anyone in the room.

Draco smirked. "I knew you cared for him." He said, sounding satisfied. Severus glared harder. "He's fine. A bit dehydrated and weak from not having anything to eat the past couple of days but according to the Healer he should be fine with some rest and a good meal."

Daphne looked down at her son when Scorpius tugged at her sleeve. "Can I get my pictures to show them to daddy?" He asked with big eyes.

Daphne smiled. "Of course, go on."

Scorpius scrambled off her lap and hurried out of the room.

"Potter is fine? He had been kidnapped – maybe I'm wrong, but generally that means something happened to him." Severus remarked, taking a seat.

Draco breathed out slowly, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. "He got a potion injected." He replied, grey eyes darkening in fury at the thought.

Severus frowned. "What potion?"

"We have to wait for the results to come back, but luckily for us it wasn't poison."

"Did he recognize his kidnapper?"

Draco shook his head. "He never saw him; he's only sure of the fact that his kidnapper is also the one who poisoned those people."

Severus raised an eyebrow and leaned back, crossing his legs. "This is getting strange."

"Tell me about it." Draco snorted. He turned around when the door opened and revealed Harry dressed in dark blue jeans and a black sweater, holding hands with Teddy.

Harry halted when he noticed Severus looking at him. "Uhm. Hello, sir."

"You've been kidnapped for days, you just got back and all you have to say for yourself is 'hello sir'?" Severus snapped.

"What else do you expect me to say?" Harry snapped back. Teddy looked up startled.

"Maybe something like 'I apologize for making you all worry and I will always keep my wand within hands reach'?" Severus offered sarcastically.

Harry took a deep breath, reminding himself that he wasn't in a good position now to start a fight and relaxed his shoulders. "I'm sorry for making you all worry and I will keep my wand attached to my hand. There, is that good enough?" He asked impatiently.

If possible, Severus' glare darkened more, but for a few seconds a look of satisfaction crossed his face before it disappeared again.

Daphne and Draco looked between the two of them, not sure what to say when a tense silence filled the room. Luckily for all of them, Scorpius came barreling back into the room, his hands full of his drawings.

The little boy grabbed Harry's hand and tugged at it, ignoring Teddy's dark glare and led his daddy to the couch.

"Come, daddy, I made pictures for you!" Scorpius beamed, settling himself against Harry's side with Teddy sitting on Harry's other side.

"Did you now?" Harry smiled and relaxed against the back of the couch.

Draco chuckled softly and joined the three on the couch while Daphne snickered and Severus rolled his eyes.

When dinner arrived, Draco was almost stuffing the food down Harry's throat. Harry ate as much as he could in order to avoid more coddling from the boys and Draco. Really, who knew that Draco Malfoy would be a coddling man?

Severus had left as soon as dinner had ended, though he had mentioned to Harry quietly that he expected the delivery of the potions in two weeks. Harry knew this meant that he had to have the money ready by then.

Scorpius and Teddy had pouted when Severus had told them that lessons would start again in two days. However, one glare from the Potions master was enough to shut them up and had them nodding meekly.

Daphne too announced she was leaving. It was time to go back to her husband.

She surprised Harry when instead of shaking his offered hand, she grabbed him in a tight hug. It would have been nice, except for her hissed "If you dare to harm yourself again, I will make you pay!"

Harry didn't know if he should feel embarrassed that she cared for him a bit or be frightened at her threat.

As soon as Daphne ended the hug, Draco had sent Harry upstairs to rest. Harry had been about to protest, but one look at Draco's determined face had him sigh instead and had him going upstairs to change in to his pajamas with Teddy and Scorpius following him.

Draco waited until he heard the click of the door locking before he turned back to face Daphne.

"It was nice having you here, Daphne; thank you for all your help." He smiled and hugged her.

She hugged him back. "Don't thank me; I didn't do much. Just make sure that you don't allow him out of your sight again. Who knows if the kidnapper will be back?" She sighed, a bit worried.

Draco nodded grimly and waved her out. She waved back once and when she passed the wards, she Apparated away.

Draco sighed and closed the door. Keeping Harry out of danger would be very difficult considering that man was a fucking trouble magnet.

He shook his head and made his way upstairs. When he entered the bedroom he shared with Harry, he stood still and leaned against the doorframe, smiling gently at the sight that met him.

Harry was lying in the middle of the bed, fast asleep. His breathing was slow and deep and his eyes flickered behind his eyelids. On either side of him were Teddy and Scorpius, sleeping. Both had their arms clenched around Harry as if they wanted to prevent him from walking away. Their faces were hidden against Harry's shoulder: Teddy was lying on his side, with his back against the wall and Scorpius was curled up against Harry, one of his hands pressed against his mouth.

Seeing as he wouldn't fit in the bed with them, Draco carefully enlarged the bed, without waking the occupants up.

Once that was done, he took his clothes off and threw on a pair of sweatpants before sliding on to the bed too, lying besides Scorpius. Slowly he stretched his arm out, enclosing both the boys and Harry in his hug.

Teddy stirred for a moment when Draco's hand settled against his shoulder, but didn't wake up.

With a satisfied sigh, Draco closed his eyes and joined his little family in the dream world.

The next few days were spent making Harry healthy again. He wasn't allowed to do anything that would tire him out and if his family decided he hadn't eaten enough, they would practically try to shove it down his throat. Harry hadn't been happy about that – Draco had the burn marks to prove it.

Teddy and Scorpius were still afraid that their daddy would disappear again and had taken to following him everywhere, going so far as to wait at the bathroom door when he was in it. More often than not, they were attached to his hands.

The one time that Harry had tried to make it clear that they could leave him alone for a bit, it had almost ended in tears. It broke Harry's heart so much to see his boys so scared of him disappearing that he decided he wouldn't push them away after that one time.

Draco was nothing short of perfect. He had dropped all his work to tend to Harry and made it clear that there was no way in hell Harry would get him so far as to leave him outside alone.

Normally Harry would have protested against that notion and the fact that he was being fussed over, but the truth was that it felt kind of nice to be cared for to that extent.

During his time with the Dursleys he had never once felt they cared about him. If he got sick or got in trouble, it was his own problem to deal with. In Hogwarts, Hermione and Ron had cared about him, but as soon as they knew he was out of danger, they wouldn't fuss over him longer. And after his fallout with the Weasley family and him moving to a cottage with Teddy with no one else around, nobody had been there to fuss over him. He hadn't needed it. If he was hurt, he would deal with it on his own, never once letting his godson know he was in pain.

With Draco however, he didn't have that choice any longer. When Harry had tried to convince him that he didn't want to be a bother, Draco had glared and had shut him up with a kiss, saying that if he ever thought of himself as a bother again, he would have words with Draco. And though it was voiced as a threat, Harry had never felt so cared for before.

9th of January

Draco loved those two boys, he really did, but for the moment he had reached his breaking point. Teddy and Scorpius had been sleeping with them for the past couple of nights, but tonight Draco wanted to have time alone with Harry and that was impossible if there were two boys sleeping between them. It would get a bit awkward after all.

So when Harry was taking a bath, Draco saw his chance to tell the boys they would have to sleep alone again.

He found them sitting on the floor a bit further away from the bathroom door. They looked up from their books when Draco kneeled in front of them.

"Sweeties, where are you going to sleep tonight?" He asked curiously.

Scorpius blinked. "With you and daddy!" He beamed.

Teddy nodded, looking at Draco warily.

"Don't you think you two can go to sleep in your own beds again?" Draco suggested carefully.

Teddy stiffened and Scorpius' lower lip began to tremble and he started to fidget.

"The thing is; I have something that will make daddy relax and we all know he needs to relax, doesn't he?" Draco hurried to say.

Both boys nodded slowly.

"But why can't we be there too when you make daddy relax?" Scorpius asked innocently.

Draco almost choked at hearing that question. There was no way he was going to tell his six year old son exactly what he had meant when he said he could make his daddy relax.

"No, you can't because it's something only grownups can do with each other and it wouldn't be polite if children stayed." Draco tried to explain without revealing the whole truth.

Teddy scrunched up his face and looked mildly disturbed and Draco wondered if Teddy knew what he was talking about. Merlin, he hoped not.

Scorpius cocked his head to the left. "But you will make daddy relaxed and happy?"

"Yes, your daddy will be very relaxed." Draco promised with a straight face.

The boys still looked unsure, but they nodded slowly, albeit reluctantly.

Draco smiled and ruffled both their hairs, messing it up thoroughly.

That evening, Harry insisted on bringing Teddy and Scorpius to their bed which Draco agreed to, only because it would give him time to execute his plan.

He hurried to their shared room and immediately started placing candles on the nightstands, the desk and the windowsill.

"Incendio." He muttered and the candles lit up, casting a soft glow in the dark room. A few minutes later the room started to smell like vanilla and jasmine when Draco lit the incense. He took a step back to admire the romantic setting and nodded, satisfied. He had never tried to create a romantic mood, but Harry was special so he had tried. He hoped Harry would like it.

"Draco, what's the meaning of this?" Harry's confused voice sounded from behind him.

Draco almost jumped in fright; he hadn't heard the door opening. He turned around and smiled nervously.

"I want you to relax tonight." He said and pulled Harry softly further in to the room, closing the door behind them and a discreetly mumbled 'Silencio' made the room soundproof.

Harry looked around, taking in the burning candles and the soft enticing smell of vanilla and jasmine. He breathed in deeply and felt himself relax a bit and he smiled.

"You did this for me?" He asked, surprised; and a light blush appeared on his cheekbones.

Draco smiled back and hugged him from behind; pressing his chest against Harry's back, kissing him lightly on his neck. "Of course, you deserve it." He murmured in Harry's ear.

Harry smiled widely and turned around in Draco's embrace, clasping his arms around Draco's neck. "I never knew you could be so sweet." He teased him. Two days of just resting and eating good meals had brought him back to health and the bags underneath his eyes had disappeared.

"I have my moments, but I would appreciate it if you kept quiet about that in public. I still have my reputation to think about." Draco joked, his grey eyes shining.

Harry chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind." He looked mischievously in to grey eyes. "Now is there something you had in mind?" He whispered with a teasing glint in his emerald green eyes.

Draco smirked. "Actually there is something I have in mind now." He murmured, tightening his grip around Harry's waist.

"And what do you have in mind?" Harry asked, cocking his head to his right.

"You, me, a bed, less clothes …" Draco trailed off, a suggestive smirk tugging at his lips.

"Hmm, you know, that sounds very interesting." Harry smirked, walking backwards until his knees hit the bed and he fell on it, pulling Draco along with him.

Draco landed between Harry's legs, their hips touching and he leaned on his hands, placed on either side of Harry's head.

He gave him a sweet short kiss on his red lips.

"You really want this?" He asked against Harry's mouth, their lips barely touching.

One hand found a place around his neck and the other one slid into his hair. "Of course I want this." Harry smiled back and kissed his nose. "So you better make it good." He winked.

Draco laughed. "Oh, I'm planning to." He grinned and his lips found Harry's again. The kiss started out sweet and light, but soon progressed to something more passionate; lips pressed harder against the other's soft lips and started to nip and bite softly. Harry's tongue pressed against Draco's; begging for entrance and Draco granted him that, meeting his tongue halfway. They played with each other's tongue, stroking and teasing until both had to break apart to catch their breath.

Draco tugged at Harry's sweater and Harry raised his arms, allowing the blond man to take off his sweater. While Harry was busy fiddling with the buttons on Draco's black shirt, Draco had already started unbuttoning Harry's jeans, tugging them down when he got them open. Harry raised his lower body up in the air to make it easy for Draco to take his pants off and he grinned in triumph when he managed to remove Draco's shirt before attacking his pants.

Three minutes later, both of them were completely naked and lying underneath the blankets.

Harry embraced Draco and pulled him closer, making him lie on his body; he searched for his mouth and started kissing him again while his hands made their way up Draco's arms to his back, caressing his body all the way.

Draco breathed through his nose and shifted, both moaning when their cocks brushed against each other.

Draco trailed kisses from Harry's mouth to his neck, settling on a spot near his collarbone and started sucking and biting softly, soothing the upcoming bruise with his tongue.

Harry's breath hitched and he removed his hands from Draco's back, bringing them to his chest, feeling and caressing the abs he found, tweaking the rose colored nipples.

Draco groaned and his head fell on Harry's shoulder.

The dark haired man smiled and put his hands against the pale shoulders, pushing softly against them, trying to flip them over.

When Draco felt the push, he grabbed Harry's wrists and stopped him. Harry looked at him surprised.

"What?" He asked, slightly confused.

"Not now." Draco murmured, turning his head to place a soft kiss on Harry's wrist. "Tonight is all about you."

Harry blinked, but smiled shyly. Draco pushed him back and laid a trail of kisses from Harry's neck to his collarbone, stopping at his nipples to suck at one while softly pinching the other.

Harry groaned softly and one of his hands found its way in to the blond hair, messing it up further.

When Draco was satisfied with the hardness of Harry's nipples, he slid lower, nipping and sucking at random places, stopping right above Harry's groin. Harry's insistent hard on was pressing against his collarbone while Harry was panting and squirming on the bed.

Draco grinned and teasingly licked the shaft, making Harry pant harder. Tanned hands were gripping the sheets tightly and his hips started to buck.

"Fuck, Draco." Harry moaned, but he growled when Draco stopping licking. He propped himself up on his elbows, glaring at the man between his legs, his face red and panting, "Who said you could stop?"

Draco chuckled and slid up again, effectively shutting Harry up by kissing him hard, almost immediately pushing his tongue in.

Harry whimpered, but embraced Draco and pulled him even tighter against him, pressing their chests, slick with sweat, against each other, sighing at the contact.

Kissing Harry and simultaneously searching for the bottle of lube in the drawer of the nightstand proved to be very difficult, but Draco was very determined and managed to locate the bottle after two minutes of frustrating grabbing. He made a sound of triumph and pulled back.

Harry whined a bit when Draco broke the contact, but his eyes started to sparkle when he caught sight of the bottle.

"You ready?" Draco asked, breathlessly.

Harry nodded. "Get on with it." He almost growled, getting impatient.

Draco smirked and popped the cap of the bottle open, squeezing a generous amount of the clear fluid on to his fingers. He rubbed it between his fingers, warming it up, before settling himself back between Harry's legs, pushing his legs open. He made his way up from Harry's neck to his cheek, ending up pressed against his lips. Distracting Harry with sucking on his lower lip, he pressed a lubed finger against Harry's entrance, pushing softly. Harry squirmed a bit when he felt the wet finger pressing in him and eagerly pushed down. His hands sneaked into Draco's blond messed up hair and tightened when the finger slipped in fully, stretching him a little.

"Hmm," Harry sighed and began pressing kisses on Draco's face: lips, cheeks, nose, chin, forehead, eyes, neck …

Draco pumped his finger a couple of times before adding a second one, halting for a moment when Harry hissed. As soon as Harry nodded, he pushed his fingers further, scissoring them to stretch his lover. His other hand sneaked down to stroke Harry's hard on, making the man underneath him moan loudly.

A third finger joined the other two and pressed further in to Harry, searching for the one spot that would make Harry see sparks. He found it after a bit searching and when he pushed against it, Harry shot up and yelled, gripping Draco's shoulders hard, digging his nails in to the skin.

"Ah! Draco!" Harry panted and the lust in his green eyes intensified, making Draco breathless.

Draco smirked and pumped his fingers faster, stretching the tight walls more.

"Hmn, enough!" Harry moaned and bucked his hips.

Draco hastily retreated his fingers, slathering his cock with more lube and pushed Harry's legs up and back, exposing him.

Harry reddened when he felt the appreciating stare Draco directed at his body and he huffed, pulling Draco down on him.

"Stop looking at me like that." He muttered before latching on to the pale skin of Draco's neck and started kissing it, biting it occasionally.

Draco moaned when he felt the bite and gripped Harry's hips. "But I like looking at you." He whispered before pushing slowly in to Harry, stretching him further.

"Ah," Harry panted, closing his eyes when he felt Draco slowly enter him.

Once Draco was completely buried in Harry, he stopped moving, breathing quickly and looking down at his sweating lover who was trembling and clenching and unclenching his muscles.

One minute later, green eyes opened to glare at the blond man. "Start moving." Harry ordered, bringing his legs around Draco's waist, effectively pushing him further in.

Draco complied, pulling back before sliding back slowly, letting Harry feel every inch of him. Lips found each other and started sucking, tongues joining in, playing with each other. Harry sneaked his arms around Draco's shoulders, bucking his hips, impaling himself harder on Draco's hard cock, moaning loudly when that action caused Draco to press against his prostate.

Their mouths released each other to take a gulp of much needed air before pressing against each other again, kissing passionately.

The heat of the candles combined with the rising heat of their bodies caused the two men to sweat hard, making sliding in to Harry easier for Draco. One of Draco's hands found one of Harry's and he gripped it tightly, bringing their joined hands next to Harry's neck while his other hand slid down between their bodies, gripping Harry's dripping cock and started moving up and down.

"Ah yes, Draco." Harry groaned and kissed Draco's neck hard, his other free hand tangling itself in the blond soft sweaty hair.

"Fuck, Harry, you feel so good." Draco breathed in Harry's ear, making the other man shiver.

Draco began to speed up, slamming harder and faster in to Harry's all too willing body, making the other man moan loudly each time he pushed against his prostate, sending sparks through Harry's body.

Harry threw his head back when a particular hard thrust against his prostate made him see white sparks and he screamed out.

So quickly that Harry didn't even have time to take a breath, Draco had pulled him up and pushed him down in his lap while he sat on his knees. The new position caused him to sink even deeper in Harry and both men moaned at that feeling.

Fire began to burn in their lower stomachs and they both knew they wouldn't last much longer. Harry dropped his head on Draco's shoulder, his voice hoarse from his screaming but that didn't prevent him from moaning even louder when Draco thrust against his prostate again.

"God, Dra...Draco, I'm going, going to …" Harry whimpered. He grabbed Draco's head in both his hands and kissed him hard while his whole body shook and trembled when he came with a shout, coming all over their chests and stomachs.

Feeling the internal muscles clench tight around him, Draco managed to thrust a few times more before he too came, groaning loudly and kissing Harry back passionately.

They fell back on the bed, Draco landing on top of Harry. He panted and slowly slid out of Harry, gathering him in his arms as soon as he lay down next to him. Harry shifted so that he was lying on his side, facing Draco. He embraced him with one arm and smiled sleepily.

Draco stroked the black sweaty hair back and was filled with a warm feeling when he saw Harry smiling at him.

Without thinking, he murmured, "I love you."

Green eyes widened and stared at him incredulously.

Draco groaned when he realized what he had said and stared at the ceiling above him, cursing himself for his stupidity. What the fuck had he been thinking, just flapping that out without thinking twice? What would Harry think of him now? Would he freak out? Had he moved too quickly?

Fear began to crawl up in his chest, but he didn't want to take his words back. It may be soon, but he was sure of his feelings for Harry. And even if Harry rejected him, he wouldn't take his words back.

"What did you say?" Harry whispered, propping himself up, leaning on his right shoulder.

Draco took a deep breath and looked in Harry's eyes. "I said: I love you." Almost immediately he averted his eyes back to the ceiling, feeling his face heat up.

A soft hand on his cheek startled him and made him look back at Harry who, to his surprise, was smiling tenderly.

"I love you too." Harry murmured, giving him a soft kiss on his lips.

Draco breathed out relieved and smiled.

Both men fell asleep in each other's arms with a smile on their faces and butterflies in their stomachs.

It was two weeks later that Harry received a letter from Saint Mungos, asking him to pay a visit to Healer Rowland because they had information about his results.

Harry, feeling nervous for some reason, had asked Draco if he wanted to come with him.

"Of course I'm going with you; are you an idiot?" Draco asked, shaking his head in exasperation.

Harry smiled weakly. "What are we going to do with the boys?"

"Severus can watch over them." Draco replied idly and went to his study to make a Floo call to his godfather.

"I feel sorry for Snape." Harry muttered, shaking his head.

Severus came through the Floo, glaring darkly at his godson and muttering all kinds of obscene things.

"You better not use that type of language in front of the boys." Draco scolded him and went upstairs to get Teddy and Scorpius.

Harry smiled nervously when Severus directed his attention to him. "Good morning sir; I'm sorry for disturbing your morning." He apologized, fiddling with the letter.

Severus sat down. "I heard you're going to get the results of your blood back today." He remarked idly.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I just got the letter."

"Hmm, well, it can't be anything dangerous, considering you're still alive." Severus replied dryly.

"That's comforting." Harry mumbled, but couldn't help but smile and relax a bit.

"The ingredients will be brought in two days." Severus suddenly said in a soft voice.

Harry nodded slowly. "I already transferred the amount of Galleons needed to your vault. You can pick it up whenever you want, sir." He replied.

Severus studied him. "You're still an idiotic child." He shook his head.

Harry kept quiet, not sure how to respond to that.

"Daddy, are you sick?" Scorpius asked and ran towards him, reaching out with his arms, silently asking Harry to pick him up.

Harry obeyed and settled him on his hip, kissing his forehead. "No, I'm not sick. The Healer just took some of my blood and now I'll know what's in my blood."

"Oh." Scorpius blinked.

Teddy came towards him too, hugging him. "Are you going away for long?" He asked, still not fully trusting his dad outside.

Harry shook his head. "I think we'll be gone for maybe an hour, but not much longer." He answered.

"Okay." Teddy whispered and released him.

Harry bent down to place Scorpius back on the ground and pulled the coat on that Draco had gotten for him.

"See you in an hour, sweeties." Harry smiled.

"Bye bye, daddy." Scorpius waved and then toddled over to his uncle Sev.

The last thing Harry saw before the fire took him away to the hospital was Teddy's worried look.

After stumbling in to the entrance hall of the hospital and smacking Draco's arm when he chuckled at his clumsiness, they made their way to Rowland's office, which was on the second floor.

Harry knocked and a few seconds later they heard Rowland saying, "Come in!"

They entered the office and Rowland looked up, smiling and getting up to shake their hands before directing them to the chairs in front of his desk.

"Ah! Good morning, Mister Potter and Mister Malfoy." He greeted them, settling back down in his own chair.

"Good morning." Harry smiled back.

Draco nodded back politely.

"First I must apologize for taking so long." Rowland began and he sighed. "One of the new Healers switched your file with that of another one accidentally and we had to do all the tests again."

"No problem." Harry smiled, a bit nervous.

Draco grabbed his hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

"So, what did those tests reveal?" Draco asked, warily. "Is it something serious?"

Rowland leaned back in his chair, looking at the couple in front of him pensively. "That depends entirely on how you look at it, Mister Malfoy."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, confused.

"Well, it seems that you ingested a pregnancy potion, Mister Potter." Rowland answered, not one trace of smile in his face.

Draco tensed, staring at the Healer. A pregnancy potion? That meant that Harry … could get pregnant? He blinked and found that the room suddenly felt a bit warmer. Harry was now capable of having children. They could have a child together.

Harry stared at the Healer confused. He didn't understand what that meant. A pregnancy potion? What would be wrong with that? It wasn't as if he could get pregnant.

"Uhm, I'm afraid I don't understand." Harry said slowly.

"Well, from the results we got back, we concluded that you have ingested a pregnancy potion. It's something common, but because you told me you experienced excruciating pain when you ingested it, I can only conclude that you didn't get the sedative." Rowland replied. "Normally when we use such potions, we first give the patient a sedative, because otherwise the pain of having the organs pushed back and making place for the new organ, the womb in this case, would be too much for the patient to handle."

"Wait, but a pregnancy potion is used by women, isn't it?" Harry asked, his confusion growing. "Why would a woman need that kind of potion? She already has a womb."

Rowland leaned forwards, looking at Harry seriously. "Mister Potter, are you not aware of the fact that wizards are also able to get pregnant, given the ingestion of the potion?"

Harry stared at him. He felt like he was underwater, the sounds of the hospital were muted, not reaching his ears. His vision began to blur. "What?" He whispered; his eyes wide. He started to feel cold. Wizards could get pregnant? They would have to use a potion for that? Why hadn't anyone ever told him that?

"You now have a fully operational womb, Mister Potter. This means you can get pregnant if you have unprotected sexual intercourse." Rowland explained, his eyes looking at him in sympathy.

"Pregnant?" Harry repeated faintly. He could get pregnant. He now had a womb that would enable him to carry a baby. This wasn't happening. This just couldn't be true.

Draco stared at Harry and his eyes were drawn to his stomach. He was speechless. They could conceive a child together.

A baby of their own.

He still couldn't quite believe it, but hope was blossoming in his chest. They could have a baby. That was just … wonderful news.

However, one look at Harry's pale face made him realize that there was a possibility that Harry wouldn't accept that fact.

He tightened his grip on the tanned hand. They would have a lot to talk about.

AN2: So the unknown potion is revealed ^^ Oh what will they do now? :D I hope you liked it. Please leave a review behind with your thoughts! Normally I should update again next Tuesday

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