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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.

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Author's note: Eugh, don't feel so well ...

Thanks to the following reviewers: unneeded (you're right about the messy part); Luminari_Lilium; delia cerrano; Cham (I promise a happy ending for the whole family ;) ); MakeupDiva84 (true, the reactions differ from child to child. People on fanfiction told me their experiences with a new baby too); Claudia; bcjink

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 39

Tenth of May: five months pregnant

"So when do you want to have the wedding?" Draco asked suddenly and put the newspaper down.

Harry looked up surprised and placed the mug back on the counter. They were in the kitchen; Draco sitting at the table reading the paper and Harry leaning against the kitchen sink, looking out of the window and keeping an eye on the boys who were playing in the garden. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon so Scorpius had immediately grasped the chance to play outside, Teddy reluctantly following him. So far they appeared to get along just fine, not fighting, just passing a ball back and forth but Harry thought it was better to be safe and keep an eye on them in case Teddy got angry again. He knew there was something that his godson hadn't told him, but he didn't know how he would breach the subject without driving Teddy further in his shell.

"Eh, I haven't thought about it to be honest." Harry admitted sheepishly.

"Well, I have." Draco admitted. "I was thinking we could have the wedding after the baby is born because it would be too much of a hassle to prepare everything quickly now. I didn't think you would want to marry with a big belly." At Harry's raised eyebrow, he continued quickly, "Not that I would mind marrying you with a big belly; you're beautiful no matter how you look like, but I just thought that you wouldn't want to so …" He trailed off, knowing there was no way he could come out of this graciously without offending Harry one way or the other.

Harry chuckled to his immense surprise. "God, you absolutely suck at talking yourself out of nasty situations."

Draco rolled his eyes, but smiled, pleased that he hadn't offended his lover. "So what do you think of it?"

"I'm okay with that." Harry smiled and came over to him, handing over a cup of tea.

"Thanks." Draco muttered and turned to face Harry – well more Harry's stomach. He ran his hands over his clothed stomach, before slipping his hands underneath the shirt, caressing the bulge that could now be clearly seen. "I never get tired of feeling your belly." He muttered and kissed the bulge.

"As if I haven't noticed that." Harry smiled, running his own hand over his stomach. He loved waking up and caressing his stomach, knowing that there was a real baby inside of him, growing. Of course he had known for months that he was pregnant, but now it could be seen clearly.

A loud 'tick' on the window startled them both. A black owl was waiting on the windowsill staring at them with his huge round golden eyes.

"God, those eyes are creeping me out." Harry muttered and walked over to the window, opening it to relieve the owl of his burden. As soon as the letter was in Harry's hands, the owl flew off, clearly not been told to wait for an answer.

The letter was sealed with the stamp of the Ministry and Harry frowned, wondering what they wanted now.

Scanning the letter, he narrowed his eyes and huffed. Of course; he should have known what it was about. It had been the same every year since Voldemort's defeat. How could he have forgotten the date?

"Harry, what is it about?" Draco asked curiously when Harry didn't turn back around.

"It's from the Ministry; the memorial of Voldemort's defeat is in one week and they want me to attend." Harry sighed and turned around to face him, giving him the letter.

Draco looked up after reading. "And what are you going to do?" He asked. He had completely forgotten about the annually memorial. He had attended every year, but that was more because he was practically obligated considering he was a Malfoy. Although he doubted the Ministry would have cared if he hadn't shown up – then again, maybe they would find his non attendance an insult and try to throw him in jail for simply being a Malfoy. He sighed inwardly, once again cursing his father for making the worst mistake he could make.

Harry sighed, ranking a hand through his hair. "Attending; I don't want to get more letters demanding that I attend. We just go for a few hours and then get back." He muttered.

"Are you sure?" Draco searched his face for something. "You know you're more tired in the evening." He reminded him.

Green eyes rolled in annoyance. "I know that, but I'm sure I can manage for a few hours."

Draco pursed his lips. "Fine, just make sure you don't overexert yourself."

"Draco, I'm only five months far; you can't expect me to lie the whole day in bed." Harry said irritated.

Draco raised his hands in the air. "I'm just concerned, that's all." He pacified his lover.

Harry rolled his eyes, but didn't reply back.

Seventeenth of May

One week later, Harry was removing the wrinkles out of Teddy's suit, fitted especially for him. It consisted out of black pants and a dark blue button up shirt. Dark blue robes were thrown over it.

Harry himself was dressed in grey pants (specially ordered to fit his growing stomach) with a light green shirt and black robes completed his outfit.

"Accio brush." Harry muttered absently and a blue brush flew towards him. He stared at Teddy's messy golden brown hair in contemplation. "Teddy, are you sure you're going to keep this hair?"

Teddy blinked surprised, looking up confused. "Yeah, I like this hair. Why? Should I choose something else?" He asked uncertainly.

"No, no, I like it." Harry assured him. "I just had to know because I have to brush your hair."

Teddy was sitting with his back to his dad on his bed and when dad started to brush his hair, he leant back in his dad's chest, enjoying the feeling. He had always had enjoyed having his hair brushed; it was such a soothing motion. He leant back a bit further, but jumped when something poked him in his back. He turned around quickly and stared at his dad; only now did he notice that his dad's stomach had grown quite a bit the last few weeks.

Dad laughed nervously, a hand stroking his stomach. "Sorry, you can't completely lean against me now for a few more months." He apologized, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Ah, okay." Teddy muttered absently; turning back around and leaning more carefully, avoiding the stomach.

Dad hummed quietly while he continued his brushing and Teddy's eyelids started to droop a little, soothed by the humming.

He was brought back from his dreamy state when dad flicked his nose. "Hey now, don't fall asleep yet. Keep that for the memorial." He said dryly.

"Sorry." Teddy muttered blushing.

"Harry, Teddy, are you ready? We have to leave!" Draco shouted from downstairs.

"We're coming!" Harry yelled back and grabbed Teddy's hand. "Now you know what you have to do, right, sweetie?"

Teddy nodded. "I have to smile and be polite even if the women try to pinch my cheeks and squeal how cute I am." He replied scowling when he remembered all the women who would say how cute he was and try to pinch his cheeks and hug him to their breasts – suffocating him during that action – in hopes that they would catch his dad's attention and show him how good they were with his kid. He was always happy when his dad ignored those screeching women. He shivered; maybe he wouldn't be ambushed this time when they saw that his dad was already taken.

"Yes." His dad nodded. "Otherwise stick with me and Draco; seeing Draco with us will piss them off for sure." He winked and the boy laughed.

"What are you muttering about?" Draco asked suspiciously, plucking invisible dust of his grey robes.

"Nothing." Harry replied smoothly and grinned when Teddy laughed.

Scorpius was bouncing in one spot; he was dressed in grey pants and a light blue shirt with white robes.

"Can we go now?" He asked impatiently.

"Sure, sure. Calm down." Draco smiled and grabbed his hand. "We're taking a Portkey. It's waiting outside."

Because Harry was too far along now to Apparate without causing the baby harm, they had ordered a Portkey to take them to the event.

Scorpius grinned and skipped next to his dad, barely able to contain his enthusiasm. The ladies at the memorial were always nice to him, cooing how sweet he was and giving him sweets. Of course the beginning of the event was really boring, but the candy afterwards made it all better.

"Are you sure you're ready to come out in public?" Draco murmured in Harry's ear when they walked outside.

Harry nodded. "I'm not ashamed of you, Draco." He said firmly. "We're engaged now; we can't hide ourselves for the rest of our lives. Screw the public if they don't like it."

"I hope you don't mean to screw them literally." Draco replied dryly, then he sobered up. "And the baby? They will notice your belly as soon as they pay attention to you."

They could have covered his belly up with Concealment charms, but there was a chance that the charm would have reacted badly on the baby; that and Harry wasn't ashamed anymore to show his pregnancy. He was proud of the baby he was expecting and he didn't want to cover it up as if he was ashamed.

"I don't care." Harry insisted. "I don't want to hide our baby. I'm not ashamed of it. Are you?"

"Of course not!" Draco replied insulted and placed his hand on Harry's stomach. "I can never be ashamed of something we created. I just wanted to make sure that you were ready for the public's reaction."

"Of course I'm ready; otherwise I wouldn't be here now." Harry muttered, giving him a quick kiss on his cheek.

Draco smiled and stopped when they reached the Portkey; it was a small golden cauldron that was lightly glowing.

"All right, sweeties, grab the cauldron and don't let go until you hit the floor." Harry instructed and grabbed one of the golden handles.

The boys nodded and grabbed the edge of the cauldron. Three seconds later, the cauldron glowed brightly and they were transported away.

They landed in the Great Hall of Hogwarts (only on this day of the year, the Headmistress McGonagall lowered the protective wards surrounding the castle) and were greeted with loud chatter of the wizards and witches mingling with each other. Most of them had participated in the war either by fighting or by lending a helping hand in the hospital. But everyone shared two things in common: they had lost family and friends in the war and they were all happy it had finally ended.

Harry and Draco began to move to the front of the Hallway where during normal schooldays the head table stood. People they passed stopped chattering loudly and began to whisper while staring at the two wizards.

Harry swallowed, but forced himself to look forwards, ignoring all the whispering and staring wizards and witches. He startled a bit when he felt a warm hand grabbing his own and he looked sideways right in warm grey eyes.

"I'm here." Draco whispered and gave his hand a squeeze.

Harry nodded, smiling faintly. Scorpius skipped ahead of them, beaming every time he heard a witch cooing at him and telling him how sweet and cute he was. Teddy for his part stuck close to his dad, trying to ignore the cooing directed at him. He really didn't like social gatherings like this, but he had to put up with it because his dad was an important man in the Wizarding world.

McGonagall looked up when her two ex students arrived in front of her.

"Mister Malfoy, Mister Potter. I'm happy to see you are well." She greeted them, her stern piercing eyes softening just a bit. Underneath her stern face, she was really glad to see one of her most favourite students arriving healthily on the gathering. She had heard that Potter had chosen to be an Auror, just like his father, and had been happy when she heard he had succeeded. Towards Malfoy she had more neutral feelings. She had always found him too snobby and too arrogant, but with Lucius as his father, that couldn't have been avoided. Still it surprised her immensely to see the two school enemies standing side by side and – she took a double take. Were they holding hands?

"Hello, professor." Harry smiled, excited to see his old Head back. She hadn't changed that much: her hair had gotten just a bit grayer but she looked just as stern and alert as when he had been in school. There was no doubt that she was able to lead the school as Head mistress.

"Oh please, Potter, call me Minerva. I haven't been your professor for so many years." She replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Alright, Minerva." Harry conceded, feeling weird to use that name.

She turned towards Draco, who regarded her warily. "Well, Mister Malfoy, should I be worried that you're corrupting one of my ex students?" She asked dryly, looking pointly at their intertwined fingers.

Only a light blush appeared on Draco's face, while Harry blushed more fiercely. "You don't have to worry about that, Madam. I think that Harry is corrupting me actually." He replied smoothly.

A tiny smile appeared on the woman's face. "Maybe you need the corruption." She said amused. She took a better look at their hands and noticed something shimmering in the dim light. "And apparently congratulations are in order." She remarked. "When will the wedding occur?" She lowered her voice, to make sure no one would be able to listen in.

Potter and Malfoy looked at each other, apparently conversing with each other non verbally. Minerva thought she would never see the day where Malfoy and Potter wouldn't need words to express their thoughts. For that matter, she would never have thought they would end up together, but life had a strange way of continuing.

The two men had come to a conclusion because Malfoy stepped closer to his fiancé and brought a hand to rest on Potter's stomach. Minerva raised a thin eyebrow; did that gesture mean what she thought it meant?

Malfoy smirked. "We marry as soon as the baby is born." He answered, proud clearly audible in his voice.

Minerva blinked, but smiled again. "Congratulations on your baby."

Potter's blush intensified. "Thank you." He smiled.

"How far along are you?" She asked interested. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the two little boys – Potter's godson and Malfoy's son – looking around warily, the blond boy bouncing lightly on his feet.

"Five months." Potter replied, his hand joining the one of Malfoy on his stomach.

"Am I correct in assuming that the public doesn't know about your engagement or your pregnancy?" Minerva asked wryly.

"Not until now, no." Potter admitted sheepishly. "But I suppose it won't be long before they notice the ring." He shrugged.

"Do you need me to cast a spell so that no one can go blabbing it to others?" She proposed, remembering how much Potter appreciated his privacy. She couldn't blame the young man.

Potter shook his head. "No, you don't have to. They'll find out soon enough anyway that there will be a new addition to the family and it would be hard to ignore the fact that I'm with Draco now."

"Scorpius, give me that candy." Malfoy suddenly said sternly and held out his hand to his pouting son.

Scorpius pouted harder, but gave up on his candy and dropped the pieces in his papa's hand.

"No sweets for you until after dinner." Papa reminded him and put the candy in his pocket.

Scorpius stuck out his lower lip and looked at daddy with pleading eyes.

Daddy laughed softly. "Sorry, sweetie, but papa is right. After dinner you can eat the sweets if you want."

"Okay." Scorpius muttered.

Teddy scoffed, but didn't say anything, choosing to grab his dad's hand and looking around the hall.

"Well, you better go pick out your seats." Minerva remarked. "It looks like the Minister is about to start his speech."

They said their goodbye's and turned around to search for a good spot. Harry scanned the rows of empty seats and froze when he spotted familiar red and brown hair sitting in the front to his right. They hadn't noticed him yet, because they were quietly conversing to their five year old daughter Rose.

Harry swallowed the painful lump in his throat. "Draco, can we sit in the back, please?"

Draco followed his gaze and saw Weasley and Granger not far away from them. His eyes hardened and he nodded, steering Teddy and Scorpius to the back of the hall, Harry following. They nodded to people they knew and smiled, but didn't stop to chatter.

"Draco, here!" A male voice called. Blaise sat in the back smirking with an arm around Daphne.

"Hello Blaise, Daphne." Draco greeted and sat down next to Blaise, pulling Harry next to him. Scorpius climbed on the chair next to his mother while Teddy chose to sit next to his dad.

"I never thought I would see the day when you would pick Potter as your partner." Blaise smirked. "Then again, you two were obsessed with each other during our school years."

"Oh, fuck off, you twit." Draco retorted good naturedly.

"Draco." Harry scolded and nodded to Scorpius and Teddy. He didn't have to worry about them picking up the foul word, because Scorpius was giggling about something to his mother and Teddy was looking at someone in front of them.

"Mommy, guess what, guess what?" Scorpius said excitedly.

Teddy scowled, having a feeling as to where the conversation would turn now.

Daphne smiled bemused. "What, Scorpius?"

"Daddy has a baby in his belly!" Scorpius clapped his hands, a big grin splitting his face.

Daphne's eyes widened and she and her smirking husband looked at a red faced Harry and a proud Draco.

"No way." She said incredulously. "Seriously?"

"Yes, he's five months along now." Draco smirked proudly, placing his hand on the slightly protruding stomach of his lover.

"Draco, you dog!" Blaise crowed laughing. "Knocking him up before you are even married – shame on you!"

"Uncle Blaise, papa is going to marry daddy." Scorpius chirped and pointed to the rings.

"Well, congratulations, Draco, Potter." Blaise grinned, reaching out to shake Harry's hand.

Harry smiled bashfully. "Thanks."

"This is so wonderful!" Daphne smiled. "Have you felt it kicking yet?"

"No, not yet." Harry shook his head, his hand absently caressing his stomach.

"Oh well, that will happen soon." Daphne assured him. Suddenly she grinned evilly, making Harry wary. "I get to be the baby's godmother!"

Before the couple could either agree or disagree, the Minister (a tall grey haired man with a broad chest and a stern aura surrounding him) attracted their attention by producing three small bangs. The gathered mass quietened down and looked expectantly at the front.

"We are gathered here today to remember all the people who sacrificed their lives to end the terror of Voldemort …"

The service lasted for two and a half hours before they were informed that they could enjoy drinks and snacks outside near the Black Lake.

Draco and Harry stood up, stretching their stiff joints. Daphne was waking up Scorpius, who had fallen asleep after an hour of listening; Teddy was rubbing his eyes, yawning – he had started to feel bored after the first half hour which then turned in sleepiness. It had taken a huge effort to stay awake. At least now the most boring part was over.

"Are you okay?" Draco murmured, caressing Harry's back.

Harry smiled faintly. "Yes, I'm okay. Don't worry."

Draco frowned, but turned to follow Daphne and Blaise out of the hall. Scorpius had grabbed his mother's hand and to Teddy's annoyance he was forced to hold Daphne's hand because she didn't want to relinquish the hold on the boy. It felt strange to hold a feminine hand, but it wasn't too terrible. Teddy was merely annoyed that he hadn't been given a choice as to who to hold on.

Several people bumped into them, all chattering loudly, some wiping away some tears, other laughing. When they stepped outside, they blinked when the bright sunlight pained their eyes, sensitive after being cooped up for nearly three hours in a darkened room.

"Dad, can I go play with Jamie and Max?" Teddy asked, after having spotted his two friends near the lake.

Harry nodded. "You can, but be careful, okay?"

Teddy nodded and ran to his two friends.

"I'm going to visit Hagrid. I haven't seen him in a year." Harry murmured to Draco.

Draco cocked his head. "I'm coming with you."

Harry blinked surprised, wondering if he had heard it wrong. "You're coming with me? But you don't like Hagrid." He said confused.

Draco made an impatient noise. "Of course I don't like him, but that big oaf will probably hug you and that will make him squeeze you to death and the last thing we need is that idiot hurting the baby because he's too enthusiastic."

"Fine, but can you please refrain from the name calling?" Harry sighed. Draco just smirked.

"Sweetie, can you stay with your mommy for a while? Papa and I are going to visit someone."

Scorpius smiled, his cheeks already swollen with a sandwich. He nodded, knowing it was impolite to speak with his mouth full.

"That oaf better be careful." Draco muttered darkly, following Harry on the path leading to Hagrid's home.

Harry rolled his eyes and just grabbed Draco's hand. He hoped Draco would be able to behave himself. The last thing he needed was to keep his old friend and his lover apart.

"Hagrid, are you there?" Harry called through the closed door.

They heard shuffling sounds in the cottage and the barking of Fang.

"Oh, jus' go back, you dum' dog." Hagrid muttered and three seconds later the door opened and the huge form of the half giant was revealed in the doorway. "'Arry! Good to see you again!" He stepped forward to hug Harry, but was stopped when Draco pushed Harry back. Hagrid frowned. "Now see 'ere, Malfoy, I don' know what you're doin' but I want to hug 'Arry, so be a good lad and let him go."

"Yeah, right." Draco snorted. "I don't care that you want to hug him, but you have another thing coming if you think I would just let you crush him and our baby."

"Way to break the news to him." Harry muttered exasperatedly and rolled his eyes.

Hagrid's gentle black eyes widened and he stared at Harry's stomach. "You're pregnant, 'Arry?"

Harry scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, a lot of things have happened during the year I didn't see you. I'm now together with Draco – long story – and I'm pregnant." He laughed nervously, wondering if Hagrid would freak out. He wouldn't blame him if he did. It was still a bit surreal to him and he was the one expecting the baby.

"I'm so 'appy for you!" Hagrid suddenly cried and carefully touched Harry's rounded stomach, smothering his tears in his big handkerchief. "Your parents would 'ave been so 'appy too!"

Harry blinked away some tears and smiled. He had wanted to hear that confirmation from someone who had known his parents. It relieved him to know that his child would have been welcomed by his parents.

Draco huffed but didn't stop Hagrid from hugging his lover, though he kept a careful eye that the half giant didn't press too hard.

They stayed for a quarter of an hour, before Hagrid told them he had to go check on the Centaurs. Apparently there were some quarrels between some of the Centaurs and Hagrid wanted to see if he could help them solve the fights.

"I see you soon, 'Arry!" Hagrid waved them out.

"See, Hagrid isn't that bad, now is he?" Harry asked amused as they made their way back to the lake.

"Hmph, I tolerate him for your sake." Draco muttered, crossing his arms.

Harry gripped his arm, smiling widely. "And I thank you for that." He gave him a kiss. Suddenly he stopped and placed his hands on his stomach. "Oh!" He said shocked, bending down his head.

"Harry, what's wrong? Is something wrong with the baby? Does your stomach hurt?" Draco asked panicking, feeling Harry's stomach to check if it wasn't too hard. Harry wasn't losing the baby now, was he? He was past his first trimester – it shouldn't happen now. They couldn't lose the baby now; had Harry overexerted himself with coming today?

Draco was shocked when Harry started to laugh happily. "Harry?" He asked uncertainly. Laughing was a good thing, right?

"The baby kicked!" Harry looked up at him with bright shining eyes, happiness dancing in his emerald green eyes. "I just felt the baby kicking!"

"What?" Draco asked dumbfounded.

"Here." Harry grabbed his hand and led it underneath his shirt, tracing slowly over his protruding stomach with a concentrated frown on his face. "Wait, it's still moving."

Draco gasped when he felt a faint kick against the palm of his hand. He knelt down on the grass, not caring if his pants got stained and pushed both hands against Harry's stomach, feeling another faint kick.

"Merlin." He breathed and smiled tenderly. He looked up in Harry's eyes and a single tear drop landed on his hand. Slowly he stood up and put his arms around Harry, tilting his head back to kiss him tenderly on his lips. "I love you and I love our baby." He whispered, wiping Harry's cheeks.

Harry smiled back. "I love you too."

Another faint kick let them know the baby had heard them.

"I'll go see what the boys are up to." Draco said a few hours later, after they had returned home. He kissed Harry and winked before leaving the room.

Harry smiled and removed his robe and shirt. He slipped on a wider grey shirt and slipped out his pants, choosing to just sit on the bed in a shirt and boxer short. If the looks that Draco had been throwing at him the moment they had felt their baby kicking was anything to go by to, it wouldn't be long before his shirt and boxer short were off anyway.

Out of habit he checked his pockets before he placed them on a chair and was surprised to feel a folded paper. Frowning he opened the parchment. The letter wasn't very long.

'Potter

Glad to see my potion worked. How does it feel: being full with your lover's child? Do you enjoy it? You know what they say about pregnancy: it makes the mother glow. And you were definitely glowing at the memorial. I think you can expect to see yourself in the newspapers tomorrow. It's not every day that the famous Harry Potter comes out in public with his new lover and his new child.

If I were you, I would enjoy your time with your family. You never know what can happen …

Looking forward to meet you again.

Sincerely

An Admirer'

Cold dread filled Harry's body.

AN2: What do you think of it? Was it good? Please leave your thoughts behind in a review! Next update will be next Tuesday

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