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I did not sleep with that wizard!	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 54410 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Title: I did not sleep with that wizard!
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Rating: M:
Summary: Harry has a vision of Sirius being tortured and begs Dobby to take him to Sirius. AS they Apparate out of the Fifth Year Gryffindor Dormitory he faints. Showing things come to light about the Saviour. Involves Good Malfoys, good Sirius and Good Severus. More to be revealled...
Notes: Another random story idea…maybe not so random inspired by the conceiving of Merlin…

Chapter 3
Harry regained consciousness.
"I'm telling you Father, its all hogwash. I haven't had any sort of sexual contact with Potter."
"Tell me Andromeda how Potter is pregnant, six months pregnant with my grandchild?"
Harry shivered; Draco and his father were here? It was Draco Malfoy's baby? Did his dreams have anything to do with it?
A chime went off.
"He's awake."
Harry felt more diagnostic charms being cast.
Then a spell was uttered that Harry'd never heard before.
"See? The spell doesn't lie."
"That's impossible. I swear I've never so much as snogged Potter."
Draco Malfoy's voice trembled at his name.
"It's clear that it's Draco's child. What shall we do?"
"First I need to request certain potions from Snape."
Harry cracked one eyelid.
Draco was paler then usual and kept sneaking glances at him.
"No Malfoy is born a bastard. They'll have to bond. What is the child?"
"They are boys."
There was a massive crack of Apparation!
"Master come quick! The Tapestry! It says that Mistress Dorea's Halfblood son is to bond to Mistress Cissa's son. Scorpius Aurelian Malfoy! Hah! One of those nasty bloodtraitors' idea of a joke. Mistress Cissa wouldn't allow it."
Lucius Malfoy thundered, "Silence elf! Who my son bonds to is my choice. I decide. I am glad that I've never signed the betrothal contracts sent to me by Lord Parkinson or Lady Greengrass. Now we'll have to do it quickly. Who knows when he might go into labour? You are Lord Black I presume?" the Death Eater asked haughtily.
Sirius glared, "Who says I'll agree to this?"
Andromeda hissed, "Be reasonable! I know that the history and the honour of our family mean nothing to you. I have no right to be here except that which you've granted. I've been blown off the tree. Only the invitation of the Head of the Black Family would allow me to enter this place. I came because you said it was an emergency or I would never have set foot here again. I've already damaged our family's honour, as have you. Do not make it worse. By bonded to a pureblood, Harry will redeem himself and his line. A bastard cannot inherit by magical law. Let them be bonded even as a trail. They must be bonded! No Potter has been born a bastard either! One of these babies could be your heir's heir! A bastard cannot by rights inherit!"
"Fancy you believing that the family honour must be preserved. You did after all jilt me Andromeda." Lucius sniffed.
"I did not love you. Nor did I agree to the betrothal. I fell in love with Ted. I could not bear to be bonded to another. Eloping was our only choice. I thought of you as a fellow prefect, a friend but I could not fathom or stomach being your lover. Besides, anyone with brains knew you loved someone else. I did you a favour by eloping."
Lucius ' face flushed a bit, "You dragged our House's name into the mud. You shamed me!"
"I injured your pride. You never wanted me. You went along with the betrothal because you had no choice. Your father would have disowned you and made a distant cousin his heir." Andromeda scoffed.
Remus broke in, "As interesting at this spitting contest is we have a situation. Harry is pregnant and somehow it's Draco's child."
"It isn't completely accurate! The spell said it was an 85% match to Draco. Explain that!"
Remus interrupted, "I can. They were likely visited by a Lilithean."
"A what?" Sirius snapped.
"It's a dark creature that shifts back and forth between a succubus and an incubus. In its succubus form it took Draco's seed and as an incubus it implanted Harry." Remus said stiffly.
"I don't believe it!" Lucius gripped his snake-headed cane tightly and murmured a long and complex spell. He sagged slightly, "Draco bears the mark of a succubus. May I?" he gestured at Harry."
Sirius shrugged.
Unexpected or not, Death Eater or not a pureblood would not murder a grandchild.
Harry felt the impact of an unfamiliar spell.
There was some silence.
"Potter does as well. Well he bears the echo of an incubus." Lucius admitted begrudgingly.
"That settles it. We will sign a Bonding contract, immediately, which we then file at Gringotts. After which Lucius must convince Amelia Bones to arrange for a trial for Sirius. He never had one before. He must be cleared. As soon as that is established, Harry's bonding will be announced. The child will probably be born. The story will be that Dobby knew that Sirius was his godfather. When Harry became ill and fainted Dobby rushed him here. Sirius summoned me and the pregnancy discovered. Upon questioning Harry admitted to seeing Draco. We summoned you both. Upon learning Harry was pregnant, Draco admitted to seeing Harry in secret. It is perfectly acceptable to bond privately and file a bonding contract with Gringotts in the case of an underage pregnancy. We have until Harry's seventeenth birthday to file Ministry paperwork".
"How soon?" Draco asked.
"Tomorrow."
Sirius swallowed, "What about the Order?"
Remus sighed, "They can't know. Lock them out. Put up the ward that warns visitors that dragon pox has been contracted. The Order will not try to step one foot in this place. Its about time you stood up to Albus. Everyone kisses the ground he walks on. He refuses to fight to have your illegal sentencing to Azkaban without a trial. He's been their Chief Warlock for close to fifty years and he didn't protest on your behalf. Especially when he learned that you were innocent. No, he talked children into helping you escape! He forced you to flee the country. Now that Voldemort's back he needs you. He's taken over the Seat of the Black Family for his precious Order. He guilted you into offering Grimmauld for us to meet and calls it a 'safe house'. He's ordered you to remain here after he sent us to reactivate the Order. To make things worse he got himself fired by being abrasive. He was thrown out of Hogwarts illegally but he's hiding out at your personal residence."
Sirius grumbled under his breath.
Andromeda ignored them both as she turned and glared at Lucius, "The only problem is that Draco and Harry must engage in sexual intercourse to seal the contract. That way they both bear the echo of each other's magic."
Harry turned and hid his face in the pillows of Sirius' old bed.
"Well I'd hoped to continue as a spy for longer but it seems that I'll have to reveal myself if Draco is to bond to the Dark Lord's enemy."
Sirius stared, "You were a spy?"
Lucius glared, "I still am. Do not go spreading it around. It's been difficult staying out of Bellatrix's radar. She acts as if she is chatelaine of Malfoy Manor. It's disgusting how she kisses his feet and hangs on his every word. You would think he was Merlin rather then some disgusting snake-faced creature. Pansy Parkinson is his perfect match, she had a pug nose and he a snake's."
Draco snorted, "It's disgusting how she hangs on one and prattles on about being the next Lady Malfoy. As if I, Draco Malfoy would bond so someone whose face resembles that of a dog! I would rather not mare our generations of physical perfection with such unpleasing features. No Malfoy would choose to bond to such a simpering wench. All she talks about is being Lady Malfoy and shopping. She receives mediocre marks and only applied herself to potions so not to upset our Head of House, uncle Sev."
Andromeda looked from Draco to Harry, "I think we ought to leave the expecting couple alone while we hammer out the details. They must figure out how they will approach their upcoming nuptials. For other then Draco's insistence that he did not have sexual intercourse with Harry, I have heard no argument against their bonding from them."
Harry felt his face colour and saw Draco's face turn a brighter shade of pink.
The adults left leaving Harry alone with Draco.
Harry swallowed, "They really expect us to get married?"
Draco blinked and started at him, "What? You're carrying my child! I may not have been truly part of the conception process but that's my child. My heir! It's against the code of the Malfoys to have bastards. It's only acceptable if one's spouse is infertile. The child is immediately blood adopted and then birth certificates are filed with Gringotts and perhaps the Ministry. Not all contracts are filed with the Ministry, inheritance is controlled by Gringotts and so records must be filed with them."
"I still don't get how I could get pregnant. I'm a boy…I've spent my whole life believing that only girls could get pregnant." Harry muttered.
Draco scoffed, "Muggles! They are so backwards. Wizards' can, its part of their magical make up I suppose. It's an abnormality of some type, an ability that only purebloods and Halfbloods are capable of. Muggleborns are not. This is why father wants Dumbledore removed. The removal of the class 'Sexual Education for Witches and Wizards' was a mistake. It should be and once upon a time was a required course to replace flying in Second Year. We should know about sex in general prior to puberty when we're not too dazzled by hormones to pay attention. It also is beneficial in informing Muggle-raised witches and wizards that it's perfectly acceptable to be bent. What's more, it's just as legal to bond to persons of the opposite gender as it is to the same."
"You have to actually have sex with me? To make our bonding legal?" Harry squeaked.
Draco smirked, "Of course. However due to your pregnant state I personally can't penetrate you. However, you can be penetrated with a sex toy and we can ensure that you imbibe my seed while yours is spilt." A smirk crossed his face.
Harry coughed, "I have to…swallow? I've never…I don't know how…."
Andromeda wasn't kidding when she said he was a virgin.
Draco snickered, "Oh please, from what I know about Lilitheans they are instigators of highly erotic dreams. However, they aren't capable of forcing your to dream about any one person. You must already be attracted to them. I haven't been the nicest person in the world to you. How in Salazar's name could you be attracted to me?"
Harry swallowed, "I don't know…you are the best looking bloke in school. You're off-limits…what guy could hold a candle to you? I don't know anyone who is as hot as you are at Hogwarts."
"I'm also an arrogant git remember? I am in Umbridge's Inquisitorial Squad." Draco smirked.
Harry stammered, "You don't follow her directives to just follow them…you wanted to stay on her good side. You also wanted to know what she was up to so that you could pass it on to your father. I think he asked you to figure out what she was there to do."
Draco's jaw dropped, "How did you know that?"
Harry flushed, "You told me…"
Draco stared, "When? How? We don't talk except to cause each other problems."
Harry stammered, "A dream…"
Draco's eyes widened, that sounded familiar. He marched across the room and tugged up the sleeve of Harry's robe. He growled and cursed, "So it's true. What you told me about the blood quill?" he traced the odd white scars, "No one hurt you and gets away with it! I won't allow it. You're mine. I'll see that father has her punished for what she's done to you. No one has the right to hurt you. Not unless you request it."
Harry turned red, "Ask for it?"
Draco smirked, "It depends on how accurate my dreams were." He leaned over to whisper quickly before Harry could make a reply, "About how much you like it when I'm rough."
Harry's eyes widened and darkened with lust, "I loved that…"
Draco nipped his ear.
His action was rewarded with a moan.
"So it's true…about that kiss?"
"I swear I didn't kiss her…she kissed me."
"So my dream kisses were better than her's?"
Harry flushed, looking up at the blonde; "Yes…" he'd inwardly wondered what a kiss in his waking hours would be would be like.
Draco grabbed his chin and kissed him hard.
Harry's eyes widened and then closed, a moan escaping his lips. He pressed himself to Draco, suddenly aware of his stomach between them. Due to his odd eating habits, he didn't have the shrunken stomach one might expect. His more often resembled that of those poor children on the telly, it stuck out some.
Draco didn't break the kiss for a while, "You do want me. You are mine. It wasn't all a dream." He opened Harry's robe in a flash, and unbuttoned his shirt. Draco didn't go for his belt; he merely looked down and saw Harry's rounded stomach.
What he saw wasn't just the stomach containing his unexpected sons but also bore a scar. His eyes flashed with anger.
Harry felt the anger and glanced up, he flinched and realized what Draco was seeing. His skin turned white as snow, Harry wrenched away, pulling his robes tight to himself "I'm sorry…you won't want me now."
Draco reached for him, his hand shaking, "What did I tell you? No one has the right to hurt you? I knew about this one." He brought the hand bearing the 'I will not lie' scar, to his lips, "I'm not angry at you. I'm furious at whoever dared hurt my Bonded."
Harry felt a rush of joy at being called 'Draco's Bonded'. He asked softly, "What does that mean? Your Bonded?
Draco smirked, "It's something like mate, that only relates to those with magical creature inheritances or werewolves. Now we shall be bonded on the morrow, most likely at dusk although I would have chosen dawn. When the ceremony is completed you shall be my bonded, my husband, my partner in life and magic. We will have been bonded, binding our magic, our blood and if your wish, our very souls. We must be close to share such dreams. I don't know why a Lilithean would choose us to connect unless we were already connected." He made moved more onto the bed to sit once more beside the seemingly terrified Gryffindor, "You have no need to hide for me. I swear on my name and my blood, I shall get justice for you. No one who has caused you pain shall go unpunished."
"Why?"
Draco's eyes narrowed, "Why? You'll be a Malfoy on the morrow; although in truth you will be a Potter-Malfoy. If you were not heir to titles you would be merely a Malfoy. Since you are you will bear a blended name. Our first son shall be a Malfoy because I am the dominant partner. It is my choice if I wish to remain merely a Malfoy or become Malfoy-Potter. Malfoys defend their own; Family is everything to a Malfoy. We'll do anything for family. "
"Like when your father tried to get Hagrid fired?"
Draco sighed, "So I might have played it up some. I was an arrogant brat. However, a real professor of Magical Creatures wouldn't have introduced Hippogriffs to children. It would have been more appropriate for Fifth or Sixth Years. I was jealous you were picked first and that you were enjoying the ride so much."
Harry looked away, "Riding was different…it's a rush but so is Seeking."
Draco smirked, "Seeking as in Quidditch? Or the other? Because Aunt Annie swore you were a virgin…"
"Other? what other?" Harry asked nervously glancing at him.
Draco leaned over to whisper in the younger teen's ear, "In the case of bent wizards? 'Seekers' are what one calls boyish wizards. They usually are said to seek out 'Beater types'. They've absconded with Quidditch terms so they can speak in code so that homophobic Halfbloods, Mud…Muggleborns or bloodtraitors might not react unfavourably."
Harry chewed on his lip, a seeker? He was tiny and slim for a fifteen year old, the shortest boy in his year. Even over half of the girls were taller than he was. Beater types? Did that mean he wanted someone bigger and stronger than he was like Fred or George? It felt wrong….
He looked up at Draco, taking in his much taller, lean muscular frame. He felt his pulse quicken, his prick stiffen and his nipples harden. Oh Merlin, did he want the Prince of Slytherin. This was awkward, here he was a 'virgin' who was expecting this teen's children and he was dangerously attracted to Draco Malfoy.
Draco leaned over and kissed him, "I shall very much enjoy not only making you mine but also making sure that everyone knows it. Including Weaselette who sent you that hideous singing valentine our Second Year."
Harry flushed, then he felt light-headed again and drifted away again.

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