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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
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Author's note: I hate colds ...

Thanks to the following reviewers: Luminari_Lilium; she-who-waits-in-darkness; delia cerrano (first time someone gives a logical explanation for the choice of Lucius. Can't say who is the murderer yet though, sorry that would ruin the plot ^^; ); Claudia; LilianKnight; SP777; unneeded; bcjink

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Warnings: mostly angst and a bit OOC probably

Chapter 32

Still the 20th of January

"Wait, I can get … pregnant?" Harry said weakly, not quite ready to believe the Healer. It just wasn't possible. Even in the Wizarding world, it just couldn't be possible for men to get pregnant. That was too … weird. Abnormal. Freaky.

Rowland leaned back in his chair with a sigh. It was always a difficult moment to explain to a man he could get pregnant. Not to mention awkward. "Pregnancy potions for men were invented a hundred-fifty years ago when a homosexual couple desperately wanted to have children but they were forbidden by law to adopt; they went to a Potions master who completed a potion for them that would give the man a womb to carry the baby. Now the womb will only stay in your body for the duration of the pregnancy. As soon as the child is born, the womb will be expelled too."

"How does the birth occur?" Draco asked interested. "Is a natural birth possible or is a caesarian section needed?"

"Except in bad situations, a natural birth can happen without problems." Rowland replied. "As soon as the contractions start, the male body will start to make changes to accommodate the birth. The anal canal will work temporarily as a birth canal. Because of this change, births by men progress quicker than with women."

Draco nodded thoughtfully.

Rowland studied the two men in front of him. Malfoy was looking ecstatic and hopeful, while Potter on the other hand looked like he was about to faint. Clearly only one of them was happy with this news.

"I think you need to talk." Rowland said seriously and stood up to give them privacy.

Suddenly Harry stood up, startling both his lover and the Healer. "We're fine, thanks. We'll go home now." He muttered, his eyes dark.

"Harry, don't you think we need …" Draco started.

Harry turned to him. "We're going home now, Draco." He said through clenched teeth.

Draco frowned, but stood up. "Thank you." He nodded to Rowland.

Rowland nodded back with a pensive look on his face. He wondered how long it would be before they were back here with the question to test Potter on pregnancy.

"Harry, are you …" Draco looked uncertainly at his lover when they made their way to the fireplace.

"I'm fine." Harry answered clipped. He was working on auto-pilot now. Any moment now he would wake up from this dream – or should he say nightmare – and all would be fine. He wouldn't be able to get pregnant and when he told Draco about his dream they would have a laugh about it. He discreetly pinched his arm. Fuck, that hurt. He was awake – which meant he was still able to carry children.

He bit his lip and stiffly stepped into the fireplace, Draco joining him. He was vaguely aware of the concerned look Draco threw at him before saying their destination. He mulled it over. He was given a potion that had given him a womb and thus enabled him to get pregnant. That was disturbing and sounded quite unbelievable. Harry had never seen a pregnant man – not on the street or in magazines. If the potion was that normal, then why hadn't he encountered a pregnant man before?

Absently he stepped out of the fireplace, only stumbling a bit now. Without looking at Snape who was staring at him with a raised eyebrow, he made his way upstairs to his room. He fell on his bed and stared at the white ceiling. He placed his hand on his abdomen and abruptly pulled his hand away as if it was on fire. There was just no way he could have a womb now.

Harry exhaled through his nose heavily. He wasn't ready to have a baby. Fuck, he was only together for a few months with Draco; he couldn't possibly be pregnant already. That was too soon. A baby would screw up his relationship with Draco and he didn't want that.

Panic started to rise in his chest. What if Draco didn't want anything to do with him anymore now that he had heard the news Harry had a womb? It was unnatural for men to have wombs, even in the Wizarding world. He felt like a … freak now.

His eyes started to prick and he pushed his hands against them, trying to push his tears away and tried to calm himself down by breathing slowly. Breathe in, breathe out. It was probably a mistake. Breathe in, breathe out. The Healer had misread the results or had accidentally switched his file with that of someone else.

Harry nodded slowly. That was probably it. His file just got mixed up. There was nothing wrong with him. He hadn't swallowed a pregnancy potion; he didn't have a womb. He was normal. Well, as normal as he would ever be.

Slowly he sat up and crossed his legs, leaning against the wall. He grabbed one of the books about healing that was lying on his nightstand and started to read the chapter about mending broken bones. Even if his results weren't mixed up, that didn't mean something was wrong with him. He wasn't sure how long a womb would last if a pregnancy didn't happen, but surely, the womb would disappear if it wouldn't function? He just had to wait for the unwelcome organ to disappear and everything would be fine again. If he didn't think about it, it would seem as if it never had happened.

He conveniently ignored the little voice in his head that told him he was just running away of his problems.

Draco sighed and watched how Harry walked out of the room with concern. He hadn't expected this apathetic reaction after hearing the news they could get pregnant. He had expected something like anger, disbelief, maybe even joy – well, maybe he was a bit too optimistic expecting that last option.

"Where are Teddy and Scorpius?" Draco asked, taking off his coat and taking a seat on the couch.

"They are in their room. Draco, what happened?" Severus asked, his fingers tapping on the arm of the couch.

"Well, we got the results back of his blood test." Draco paused for a moment. "He was injected with a pregnancy potion."

Severus blinked. "A pregnancy potion; that means …" This was not something he had expected to hear.

"Yes, we're able to conceive children." Draco finished the sentence and leaned back.

"Draco, why on earth would you give Potter a pregnancy potion?" Severus asked in a controlled voice and pinched his nose. Had his godson gone insane?

"I didn't give him that potion!" Draco protested.

"Are you saying that the kidnapper did that?" Severus asked skeptically. He didn't understand why the kidnapper would inject Potter with a pregnancy potion, when he could have easily killed him. What did the kidnapper intend to do?

"I'm not lying to you, Sev. I didn't give Harry a pregnancy potion." Draco repeated. He felt uneasy when he thought of the fact that Harry had gotten that potion in him because of the kidnapper and he wondered what purpose the kidnapper had intended.

"Good, because it's too soon for you two to have children." Severus said curtly. "How did Potter react?"

Draco sighed. "I don't know actually; he just sat there when the Healer told us the news."

Severus leaned towards him. "And how are you feeling about this?" He asked softly. To be honest he didn't like the way Draco's eyes had lit up when he mentioned the pregnancy potion. Surely his godson would understand it was too soon for them to have a baby together? They had only been dating for a few months now – a pregnancy that early would only cause disaster.

Draco looked away from the intense eyes of his godfather. "It's not like we can do something about it, right? I mean, the potion has already worked and made a womb."

"Draco." Severus said in a warning tone.

"All right! I wouldn't mind it if, you know, Harry got pregnant." Draco muttered, his face heating up.

"Draco, are you out of your mind?" Severus snapped. "You can't possibly hope for a pregnancy already!"

"And why not?" Draco snapped back.

"It's too soon! You two only started dating recently; you don't have the strong bond it needs to welcome a pregnancy." Severus said in a biting tone. He loved his godson, yes, but he was behaving like a fool now. If he didn't watch out, he would make a choice that he would regret later on.

"What do you know?" Draco growled offended. "Harry and I share a strong bond; a pregnancy would only strengthen it."

"Draco, you're not thinking rational." Severus sighed, his dark eyes boring in grey ones. "Besides the fact that you're only dating for a few months now, have you ever thought of the fact that it would be a terrible idea for Potter to be pregnant now? With that killer on the loose?"

Draco opened his mouth to argue, but had to close it reluctantly when he realized that Severus was right. Harry having a baby now would be dangerous with that killer still free. A pregnancy drained the man's body more than a woman's because the body needed the energy to sustain the womb to carry out the pregnancy. Harry would be weaker than any other pregnant woman. He wouldn't be able to defend himself if the killer found him again.

"I'm glad you finally got your common sense back." Severus muttered when it was clear that Draco was agreeing with him.

"Okay, fine, maybe it is a bad idea for Harry to get pregnant now, but what can we do about it? The potion started working; he already has a womb. There is no way we can remove that." Draco sighed.

Severus rubbed his eyes, muttering something about idiotic imbecile brats that never used their brain. "Then use protection for Merlin's sake. It's not that difficult." He growled.

Draco opened his mouth to argue, when he suddenly paled. A realization dawned on him; it was too late for protection now. The kidnapper had injected the potion two weeks ago; they had had sex a couple of days later. Could it be that …

"Draco?" Severus frowned when he saw how pale Draco had gotten.

Draco licked his lips. "I, eh, I don't think we will need protection." He whispered.

"What, are you going to stay out of his pants for an unknown amount of time?" Severus snorted. "That would be the first."

"No, you don't understand!" Draco hissed. "We had sex a few days after I found him. The potion was already working by then."

Severus stiffened. "Are you telling me that there is a chance that Potter is pregnant right now?" He asked faintly. He was sure he had misunderstood his godson. The thought that Potter was pregnant …

Draco nodded meekly. "Well, yes, there is a high chance."

Then something happened that Draco thought would never occur in his life: Severus fainted.

Draco blinked. "Severus? Are you all right?" He asked uncertainly and softly shook Severus' shoulder. No response. "Aren't I supposed to faint at hearing the news that Harry could be pregnant?" He mused. He looked to the stairs worried. I need to talk to Harry, he decided.

Slowly he walked up the stairs and wondered why he felt nervous all of the sudden. This shouldn't be awkward; he knew Harry since he was eleven and now he was together with him. He should be able to talk about this with him.

He knocked on the closed door and waited for the muffled 'Come in' before entering. He found Harry sitting on the bed against the wall, reading a thick book. Harry looked up surprised, his eyes focusing on Draco.

"Draco, is there something wrong?" He asked curiously and marked the page he was reading before closing the book.

Draco made his way to the bed and sat down on it, sliding backwards until his back hit the wall.

"We need to talk." Draco sighed, grabbing Harry's hand.

Harry frowned. "Eh, all right, what about?"

Draco stared at him. "Seriously, Harry, you need to ask me what we have to talk about?" He asked incredulously.

Green eyes blinked. "Yes, I ask you that." Harry replied slowly.

"Does a certain new body addition in you ring a bell?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.

Immediately, green eyes darkened and seemed to shut off. "What about it?"

Frowning, Draco replied: "Harry, the thing is … don't you think we need to do a pregnancy test?" He asked hesitatingly.

"Why would we need to do that?" Harry asked sharply and sat up right, removing his hand from Draco's grip in the progress.

"Because we had sex after you swallowed the potion, which means there is a high chance you're pregnant right now." Draco replied impatiently. "And if you are, we need to know that immediately so that we can make preparations."

"I don't need to take that damn test, because I'm not pregnant." Harry said, rolling his eyes, huffing. He really wasn't in the mood for this talk now. Draco was worrying about nothing; he wasn't pregnant. He couldn't be. Yes, they had had sex a few times after the kidnapping, but it couldn't be possible to get pregnant that quickly. There were couples who took months, sometimes even years, to get pregnant. There was no way Harry was pregnant after a few times of sex.

"How would you know if you're pregnant or not? Did you take the test already?" Draco asked. It was possible that Harry had taken a test; he was studying to be a Mediwizard after all. They were obligated to know how to perform pregnancy test spells.

Harry shook his head annoyed. "No, I didn't take a test. I just know it, all right? Just drop it, I'm not pregnant."

Irritation flared up in Draco's chest. Why was Harry being so damn difficult about one stupid test? "You don't know for certain. I say that you need to take the test, just to be sure." He answered through gritted teeth.

"And I already told you that I'm not pregnant. It's useless to take a test." Harry bit out.

"How can taking that test be useless? Pregnancy potions are very potent, Harry, we don't need to have sex multiple times to get you pregnant. Two to three times is in most cases enough." Draco explained, trying to reason with Harry.

"Why can't you just fucking drop it?" Harry snapped, his green eyes burning and he shot up from the bed. "Get this through your thick head: I'm not pregnant."

Draco stood up too, glaring at Harry. "Harry, please, just take the fucking test already." He repeated and reached out to touch Harry's arm, but Harry stepped out of his reach.

"No." Harry hissed.

"You're acting like a child!" Draco hissed back.

Green eyes flared up and Harry wanted to snap back, but was stopped by a soft knock on the door.

"Dad? Are you okay?" Teddy's voice sounded worried.

Harry breathed out shakily, ranking a hand through his wild hair and shook his head. "Yeah, I'm fine, sweetie, you can come in."

Draco huffed and shook his head in disbelief. He couldn't belief Harry was being so damned stubborn about this. He had thought Harry would have understood the severity of the situation. Pregnancy wasn't something to be taken lightly – especially not in Harry's situation. Now the idiot refused to take the test. He didn't know how to convince him; short from stupefying him and dragging him to Saint Mungos – which would probably cost him Harry's trust if he tried to do that and he didn't want to risk that – he had no other ideas.

"Are you sick?" Teddy asked after closing the door.

Harry shook his head. "No, everything's fine. Don't worry." He smiled and chuckled when the young boy went over to hug him.

"Well, I'm going to see if Severus is all right again." Draco muttered and stormed out of the room.

Teddy looked up confused, his arms still around Harry's waist. "Did you have a fight with Draco?"

Harry cocked his head to his right. "No, he's just pouting because he can't get something. He'll be all right soon." He replied in a neutral voice.

Severus blinked when his godson came storming in the room, looking furious.

"What happened?" He asked frowning.

"Harry is being a stubborn ass!" Draco snapped. "He doesn't want to take that bloody pregnancy test, claiming he isn't pregnant. How the fuck can he know that?"

Severus sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He really wasn't suited to give advice about a lover's quarrel. "Just give him some time. Eventually he'll realize how utter idiotic he's acting and then he'll take that test." He muttered, his mind still reeling and in shock of hearing the news that Potter could be pregnant.

Draco just shook his head, keeping quiet.

The atmosphere in Malfoy Manor was icy the following days. Harry kept his distance from Draco, not wanting to be bothered again about the test. Draco for his part was hurt by Harry's refusal and was angry at the same time. Being as stubborn as his lover, he refused to go talk to Harry first; it felt like admitting defeat and he was nowhere near letting that subject go.

They did their best to act normally in front of the boys, not wanting to worry them, but as soon as they were out of sight, Harry escaped to a room somewhere in the manor, hauling himself up with his books about Healing. There was one good thing about his fight with Draco and that was that his studying was progressing quickly.

Meanwhile Ginny had decided to make a move again. Unfortunately for her, she hadn't counted in the natural curiosity of a nine year old boy who carried a grudge to her.

Teddy had woken up first of everyone and had gone to the owlery, visiting the beautiful creatures that were sleeping or eating. He always had loved owls and found them fascinating.

As soon as he had closed the door and he had turned around, he saw an unknown owl sitting on the windowsill, carrying a letter.

Curiosity got the best of Teddy and he made his way over to the owl, freeing it of his burden and given it a treat. The owl hooted softly and nibbled at the treat, not flying away, obviously waiting for a reply.

His dad had taught him not to read letters that weren't addressed to him because it was very rude, but as soon as he noticed the familiar handwriting, he scowled and nearly ripped the letter apart, only stopping because he wanted to know what Ginny wanted of his dad now. He had rather liked the weeks without her presence after all.

He opened the letter and started to read it.

"Dear Harry

It's been such a long time that we have seen each other and I was wondering if you were up for another meeting. Maybe we could go to the Quidditch field where my team trains and have a little match. It would be fun flying with you again.

Please send me a letter back with your answer. You can chose the time and date. The owl will wait for your reply.

I'm looking forward to see you again.

Love

Ginny"

Blue eyes narrowed and the scowl got harder. Why couldn't she understand that she wasn't welcome in their lives anymore? Was she that stupid? Or that oblivious?

Teddy shook his head; well, he would just have to let her know that she wasn't needed.

He hurried back to his room and started to write a reply. Twenty minutes later, he grabbed the practice wand Severus had given him and tapped it thrice on the paper, whispering, "Transferre chirographum Harry Potter" He held his breath and secretly crossed his fingers, wishing for the spell to work. After one minute, his handwriting started slowly changing into that of his dad.

He sighed relieved; he had only used that spell once in one of his lessons with Snape. The man had wanted to see how much he could already handle and had given him that spell to practice. The purpose of the spell was to change your own handwriting into that of someone else, making it perfect for illegal practices. When he had managed the spell after fifteen tries, Snape had made him promise not to use it again because, while it was not exactly forbidden, it wasn't a spell that was encouraged to know either.

Teddy hated breaking his promises, but he believed that in this case he could be forgiven for it. He was helping his family with this, not using it for illegal purposes.

One glance at the clock showed that if he wanted this to remain a secret, he had to run to the Owlery now before his dad or Draco saw him.

Half an hour later, Teddy was sitting innocently at the dining table, enjoying his sandwich with chocolate, secretly smirking when he imagined Ginny's reaction when she read the letter.

27th of January

It was a week after the fight between Harry and Draco and Severus, who normally didn't care about other one's feelings and problems, decided that it was time to interfere before things could take a turn for a worse. He hated seeing his godson upset and he had promised Narcissa to keep an eye on her boy. Thus, how much he loathed speaking with the devil's spawn of James Potter, he would go talk to the man, making him see sense. At least that was what he would be trying. He would be arguing against a stubborn Potter after all – though Severus reluctantly admitted that the stubbornness probably came from Lily's side.

He knew already how he would start: he had finally received the last ingredients and was now preparing each one of them. Three cauldrons were kept warm and under a protection spell with each rare ingredient added to it. He would have to let the potion rest for another two days and then he could test it on the poison. After that it would only be a matter of making more of the right antidote and then finding a way to give the antidote to the victims without exposing himself. Potter would be very interested to hear that.

He waited until Teddy and Scorpius had made their way out of the room before going on a search for Potter. Nowadays it was a real hassle to find the man, seeing as he deemed it necessary to lock himself up in some room on a floor that no one frequently visited.

After searching through the familiar rooms, Severus got fed up with it and used a tracking spell to guide him to Potter. He found him sitting on a couch in a small cozy room on the third floor in the south wing.

Potter looked very surprised to see him and closed his book upon seeing Severus entering the room and stared at him wary.

"What can I do for you, sir?" He asked straightening his back.

Severus closed the door – though it was hardly necessary considering there would be no one to disturb them – and crossed the room to lean against the windowsill, crossing his arms.

"I received the ingredients and have already added them to the potion. In a few days I should be able to test the antidote on the poison and make more of the right antidote." He replied in a neutral tone.

Potter blinked. "That's good to hear, thank you."

"No need to thank me yet, brat." Severus sneered. "I was recently changing my opinion of yours, but unfortunately it seems that I was right from the start."

"What do you mean?" Potter asked, narrowing his eyes, his posture tense and his hands clenching the book.

"It seems that you are still a stupid idiotic child who can't make decent decisions." Severus sneered.

"Excuse me?" Potter growled, his emerald green eyes flashing dangerously.

"Why on earth haven't you taken that pregnancy test yet?"

Potter blanched back and paled. "You know about that? Draco told you?" He asked furiously.

"Yes, he told me. Answer my question."

"If you are here on his behalf, you can go back now, sir." Potter told him coldly and rose up and walked to the door.

A soft click made it clear that Potter wouldn't be leaving soon.

"Stop evading my question! Why haven't you tested yourself yet?" Severus repeated, his voice smooth but cold.

Potter whirled back around to face him, anger and frustration visible on his face. "Because there is nothing to test! I'm not fucking pregnant, all right!"

"Potter, I have been a Potions master for many, many years and I dare say I'm the best in Great Britain. I can assure you that pregnancy potions for men are extremely effective. It doesn't take a long time to get pregnant once your body has created the womb." Severus informed him impatiently.

Potter turned his head away, biting his lip, for once not having a retort.

This made Severus frown. Potter wouldn't normal stand for it to be patronized. Why was it different now?

"Potter, why are you so afraid of taking the test? Wouldn't it be more reassuring to know if you're carrying a child or not?" He asked softly.

"It's just …" Potter shook his head. "It doesn't matter, okay? I'm not taking the test, I'm not pregnant. I don't need a test to tell me that."

To Severus it sounded more like Potter was trying to convince himself that he wasn't carrying a child. The question was: why would he do that? Why would he be afraid of that knowledge?

"Do you want to lose Draco?" Severus suddenly asked, startling Potter with that strange question.

"What? No! Of course not!" Potter protested.

"Do you love him?"

Severus watched intently how a heavy blush reddened Potter's cheeks, making him look away in embarrassment.

"Yeah," He muttered almost inaudibly.

"If you really love him and don't want to lose him, you can at least have the guts to take that damned test. I thought Gryffindors were brave? Act like a true Gryffindor then." Severus snapped and made his way over to Potter, coming to a halt when he stood in front of him. "It doesn't take much to make Draco happy; at this moment, you can already make him happy by taking the test. Don't screw this up, Potter."

With that said, Severus left the room before he would give in to the urge to hex the brat. He really could use a whiskey right now.

Harry was left standing there in the room, his head bowed and a feeling of dread settling in his stomach.

"If I really love him, huh?" Harry muttered and stared out of the window to the slow sunset that was casting rays of golden and red beams over the huge garden behind the manor.

Draco looked up from the documents he was reading when he heard the door of his study opening slowly.

Surprised he stared at Harry who was standing there with his head bowed and rubbing his left arm.

"Eh, do you have a minute?" Harry asked awkwardly.

Draco nodded slowly, not entirely sure how to react after a week of glares and cold silence.

"Well, eh, I decided to …" Harry took a deep breath. "To take the test."

Draco blinked, not daring to believe his ears. "You're going to take a pregnancy test?" He asked uncertainly, trying not to hope too much in case he had misunderstood his lover.

Harry nodded jerkily. "Yeah, it would be better to know it for sure so that we don't get … any surprises."

Hesitantly Draco stood up, making his way carefully over to Harry. Once he was in front of him, he slowly put his arms around Harry, feeling him tense for just a few seconds before relaxing in his hold, embracing his waist.

"I'm happy, thank you." Draco whispered and gave him a soft kiss. "What do you say of going to Saint Mungos tomorrow to take the test?" He suggested.

Harry sighed, but nodded. "All right."

As an unspoken agreement they made their way to their bedroom, slipping into their bed and snuggling into each other's arms, both knowing very well that tomorrow everything could change drastically.

But for now, they would just enjoy the peace and quiet.

AN2: Sorry if the Latin isn't correct ^^; So what do you think of it? Please leave a review behind with your thoughts!

I'm going to try and update this Friday, but Friday the internet will be down here, so I either post the next chapter on Thursday evening or on Friday evening.

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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