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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
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Author's note: And here I am with chapter 40. Only five more to go and then this story ends

Thanks to the following reviewers: Claudia (no real reunion, though they'll talk to each other in the sequel); Luminari_Lilium; delia cerrano; aww; unneeded (they didn't forget, but they don't like to think about it, preferring to concentrate on the pregnancy); Seiren; Lexie (They'll have one baby. But it's not like that will be the only addition to the family, considering there's a sequel planned. Maybe in the sequel he'll discover what Severus did to get the memories); bcjink (thanks it wasn't pleasant, but at least I'm alright again)

Warning: LEMON (also Harry probably seems to forget the letter quite easily but I was told that pregnant people could be quite forgetful at times. I don't know if that's true, but I used that particular fact for this chapter)

Also I'm aware that in the books Dragon pox was apparently more severe, but I had to come up with a name for a magical sounding disease and that was the first one to pop up in my mind ^^; Just ignore the name if you don't like it >_>

I hope you'll like it!

Chapter 40

Seventeenth of May

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. How … When … The murderer had been at the memorial? He had been right there, close to his family … Harry's knees buckled and he sank down on the bed, staring at the note that seemed to mock him. How could he not have noticed someone slipping this in his pocket? He remembered being pushed against when they were making their way out of the hall – had that been the moment where the killer had been near him? And the boys had just been walking there … They could have been kidnapped or hurt …

Harry closed his eyes and leant forwards, his hands supporting his head. He couldn't believe this had happened right underneath his nose.

"Shit." He whispered, crumpling up the note. Should he tell Draco about the note? He bit his lip and stared at the opposite wall. If he told him, he wouldn't be allowed to go outside as long as the killer was on the loose. He would be kept inside for god knows how long. He really didn't like that prospect. But on the other hand, it was the safety of his family that was on stake here. "God damn it." He growled and threw the note against the wall. This was getting too much for him. Why was this killer so obsessed with him? Did he have a personal grudge against him?

Well, that narrows it down, Harry thought sarcastically. A soft kick against his bladder made him jump and he placed his hand on his stomach, rubbing slow circles on it. How was he going to solve this?

"Teddy is reading a book and Scorpius is playing with his toys." Draco suddenly entered the room, startling Harry who stood up.

"That's nice." He said distracted, looking out of the window; his hand still rubbing his stomach. It had become a habit now to touch and rub his stomach.

Draco's eyes lit up and he eyed Harry's body hungrily. Harry hadn't gained that much weight – most of it was situated on his stomach and it only added to his sexiness. He could never get enough of him. Slowly he stalked forwards and surprised Harry by wrapping his arms around his stomach, pushing him back against his chest.

"Draco, what …?" Harry began surprised.

"What do you say of discovering whether or not our baby likes to know how much we love each other?" Draco whispered in his ear, slipping his hands underneath the shirt.

"That sounded so wrong." Harry chuckled weakly, still debating whether he should tell Draco about the little note or not. Before he could make a decision however, his attention was diverted to a hand fondling his chest and a mouth sucking his neck.

"Maybe, but you know you're going to like it." Draco whispered seductively in his ear, making him shiver.

"Hm, Draco, I have to tell you something." Harry began and moaned when Draco pushed his insistent hard one against his ass, both his hands now straying underneath his shirt, cupping his stomach.

Draco grinned and turned him around, pushing Harry back on the bed before crawling on top of him, careful not to put too much weight on his stomach. His lips trailed a path from Harry's sleep to his ear, where he whispered, "And what do you need to tell me, baby?", before finding his favourite spot to suck on, just below Harry's ear. He smirked when he heard Harry's breath hitch and he pushed back eagerly against the hips that rose up to meet him.

"Eh," Harry started, but for the life of him, he couldn't quite remember what he was going to tell Draco. Something about a note, he was sure of that. But what was so important about that note?

"OH!" He bucked his hips and moaned loudly when Draco cupped the growing bulge in his pants.

Draco grinned deviously and with a whispered spell 'nostrum vestem poneo', their clothes disappeared in a flash and reappeared again on a chair.

Harry blinked surprised when he felt the cool air hitting his naked skin. "Wha?" He blushed when he noticed they were both naked and suddenly feeling conscious about being naked in full daylight with his belly, he tried to hide underneath the sheets.

Draco was having none of that. He grabbed Harry's hands and clasped them around his neck, simultaneously grinding down with his hips, drawing out a low groan from his lover.

"Don't hide. I like looking at you." He murmured against rose lips.

Harry's cheeks reddened a bit more and he hid his face against Draco's shoulder. He shivered when he felt hands caressing his chest and stomach, feeling them glide lower and lower, until they started to stroke his legs. He curled his legs around Draco's waist and focused his attention on the pale naked chest, running his hands up and down, his tongue tracing his collarbone.

"Shit." Draco hissed and had enough presence of mind to mutter a quick silencing charm and a locking charm on the door, before dropping his wand on the nightstand and searching Harry's lips to kiss him harshly, nipping at his lower lip until Harry gasped and opened his mouth for him. They groaned in unison when their tongues touched and curled around each other; each taking turns to suck at the other one's tongue.

It wasn't long before harsh panting and muffled moans were heard in the room and Draco pressed their hard cocks against each other, the sweat on their bodies making it easier to glide against each other.

While Harry was busy kissing his neck, Draco's hand fumbled in the top drawer of his nightstand, cursing himself once again for putting away the lube where he couldn't reach it immediately. He really needed to place that tube on the top in the drawer; it would save him a lot of time he could have spent worshiping Harry's body.

"It's in the back of the drawer." Harry murmured against his lips before claiming them eagerly.

Draco frowned in concentration, but grinned in the kiss when his fingers felt the cool pack of lube.

"You know you could have used accio?" Harry suggested, pulling away from Draco a bit and relaxing against the pillows, breathing heavily.

Draco paused in his movement of applying the lube on his fingers and scowled at his smirking lover. "Oh, shut up." He murmured. "Who thinks of using a spell when he's about to fuck a gorgeous body?"

"You're so charming." Harry chuckled and trembled in anticipation when Draco pushed his legs open and settled himself between them.

Draco grinned and placed a short sweet kiss on Harry's lips. "Admit you love my charm." He said cheekily and slowly slid one finger in Harry's ass, feeling the muscles contract around his finger and sucking it more in the tight heat.

Harry took a shuddering breath and opened his legs wider. He clasped his hands around Draco's neck and pulled him lower to kiss his lips. "Who says I don't just love your body?" He winked and groaned throatily when a second finger joined the stretching.

"I can live with that." Draco smirked and pushed his fingers deeper, knowing exactly where to hit to make his lover scream.

"FUCK DRACO!" Harry yelled and threw his head in a pillow, eyes shutting, his whole body trembling.

Draco looked at him surprised – he knew Harry was very responsive in bed, but he hadn't expected that. Must be the pregnancy hormones making him more sensitive, he mused and added a third finger, pressing hot open mouthed kisses in Harry's neck and on his collarbone, listening to the erratic heartbeat and the harsh panting of Harry. A shock went through his body when a slick hot hand wrapped around his erection and stroked up and down. He looked up in green blazing eyes and swallowed.

"Enough preparation – I want you to fuck me now." Harry demanded, slipping his legs around Draco's waist, bringing him closer to his hips.

"So pushy." Draco muttered, but couldn't find it in him to resist – why would he? He slipped his fingers out of Harry, electing a soft moan and slid his hands on Harry's ass, lifting it up a bit. Because he didn't want to press too much weight on Harry's stomach, he had to lift up Harry's hips a bit before entering him – not that he complained. It gave him the chance to slid even deeper in his lover and wasn't that something he loved to do.

"You ready?" He asked breathlessly and pressed his hard leaking cock against the stretched entrance.

Harry nodded impatiently and huffed a bit. "Yes, get on with it." He yanked Draco's head down and kissed him harshly, biting softly on his lower lip and slipping his tongue inside as soon as Draco opened his mouth with a groan.

Draco smirked against the bruising kiss and without slowing down, he pushed in with one long stroke, only stopping when he was buried completely in Harry. He held himself still and slowly caressed Harry's side, cupping his stomach and kissing his neck softly to relax him more.

Harry closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, concentrating on keeping his muscles relaxed. No matter how many times they already had done it, he would always have to have a moment to relax himself, especially when Draco pushed without stopping once. He opened his eyes after a minute and looked straight in burning grey eyes, the owner of them trembling in an effort to keep completely still, sweat rolling down his back.

Smiling, Harry reached up a bit to kiss him softly on his bruised swollen lips – his own weren't in a better shape.

"You can move." He breathed against Draco's mouth and took a sharp breath when Draco slowly pulled out before pushing back in, setting a slow rhythm.

Hands tightened on tanned hips and kisses grew harder when Draco sped up, hitting Harry's prostrate dead on each time he slammed back inside, making Harry moan and groan and whimper when Draco swallowed his groans with his mouth.

Harry's hands scrambled to grab the headboard when Draco's thrusts turned harder and tightened his legs around his waist, sucking on the other one's tongue, mewling softly when a hand wrapped around his leaking cock, tugging gently at it.

Harry's back arched and his mouth opened in a soundless scream when a bright light filled his mind and warmth pooled in his stomach before he came against Draco's stomach hard, clenching around Draco's cock inside of him.

"Fu-fuck." Draco muttered through clenched teeth when the tight passage tightened even more, but kept thrusting, his face buried in Harry's shoulder, too wrapped up in feeling hot tight heat all around him, to kiss.

A whispered 'love you' was his undoing and he came hard, his hips riding out the waves of his orgasm, his scream muffled against sweaty skin.

He let himself fall next to Harry, carefully pulling out and pulling Harry in his arms, one arm underneath Harry's back and one arm around his round belly.

For a while, it was silent besides the sound of their heavy breathing and the vague singing of birds outside.

"Fuck, that was amazing." Harry breathed out grinning.

Draco smirked and kissed him softly, breaking off the kiss abruptly when a kick inside Harry's stomach was aimed at his hand.

"The baby is an active one." He muttered dryly. Harry snorted.

"You're not the one who's constantly feeling it." Harry yawned, his eyes half lidded.

Draco looked at him amused. "Go to sleep, we still have two hours before dinner."

"Hm, 'kay." Harry mumbled and closed his eyes, his head cushioned on Draco's shoulder.

The note was completely forgotten underneath the desk.

Harry frowned when after ten minutes of waiting only Teddy had showed up for dinner; Scorpius was nowhere to be seen.

"Teddy, sweetie, do you know where Scorpius is?" He asked, leaning back in his chair.

Draco frowned too and looked contemplatively up to the ceiling, his hand tracing circles on Harry's stomach.

Teddy shook his head. "No, I came down immediately when the elf called me for dinner. I haven't seen him after we came home." He muttered, taking a sip of his apple juice.

"I'll go to his room then. Maybe he's too caught up in playing to notice dinner has already started." Draco sighed and stood up, walking out of the dining room. It wouldn't be the first time that Scorpius forgot the time and kept on playing even if an elf warned him.

"Scorpius, it's dinner time." He called out and opened the door to Scorpius' bedroom. He frowned when he noticed his son lying curled up underneath his blanket, forming a round lump on the bed. Furrowing his eyebrows, he sat down on the bed and pulled the blanket down. "Scorpius, why are you already in bed?"

A flushed face with dazed grey eyes looked back at him. Scorpius sniffled and rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Papa, I'm tired." He whined softly.

"Are you getting sick?" Draco asked concerned and placed his hand on Scorpius' forehead, hissing softly when he felt the too warm skin. "Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well? How long have you been tired?"

"Don't know. I played and I was tired so I got to bed." Scorpius mumbled, flopping over on his back, coughing a bit.

"I think you have the flu." Draco sighed. Great, this was just what he needed. When the weather finally turned well, his son went sick. His eyes narrowed when he caught sight of little purple spots. "Scorpius, those spots, do they hurt?"

Scorpius squirmed uncomfortably when his papa touched a spot on his hand. It burned a bit and he retracted his hand immediately. "Don't, papa." He whimpered.

"Ah, you have the Dragon pox. Did you play with a kid who was sick?" Draco questioned further, conjuring up a glass of water and helping his son to drink of it. He would need to go downstairs to get the potion for the Dragon pox. The disease on his own wasn't that dangerous anymore with the right medicine, but it was still uncomfortable and it hit mainly children, so it was considered a children's disease. Once someone hit puberty, it was impossible to get the sickness in his system, because the immune system was working too well for the bacteria to survive. It was in the literal sense of the word a children's disease.

"Tommy was coughing a bit and he had a few red spots." Scorpius mumbled, his eyes drooping a bit.

"You should have stayed away from him. Now you're going to be in bed for at least a week." Draco scolded him lightly, but couldn't find it in himself to be harsh at his sick son. It wasn't really his fault after all – the parents of that kid should have kept him at home.

Scorpius pouted and sneezed.

"I'm going to get your medicine." Draco murmured and caressed the soft blond hair back before standing up and leaving the room in a haste. He turned around when he reached the end of the staircase and opened a door to his left: his own personal potions lab. It wasn't as extensive as Severus' lab, but it was enough to create his own potions and to keep his own stash of potions in case he needed some quickly.

He bent down and opened a cupboard, setting a few vials aside and humming a bit when he found the vial he needed. At least he kept a stock of the most vital medicine, so he wouldn't run out at the worst moment.

Just when he exited his lab, Harry appeared in the doorway of the dining room, looking at him puzzled. "Draco, where are you going? And what are you going to do with that potion?"

Draco sighed. "He got sick. Apparently he played with a kid who got the Dragon pox and because he hasn't had that children disease yet, he has it now. Has Teddy already had that disease?"

Harry frowned. "No, he hasn't yet. Wait, since when is that a children's disease?"

"Because it only affects children of course. Once you hit puberty your immune system is too strong for the bacteria to survive, so it only hits children badly. It will be at least a week before he can get out of bed. I would keep Teddy out of his way, unless you want him to get sick too." Draco warned him. "At least you won't be able to get sick." He muttered almost in an afterthought.

"Eh, alright. Don't we need to call a Healer or something?" Harry asked uncertainly. He never had experienced the Dragon pox himself and he never had seen someone with it, so he didn't have a clue if it was dangerous or not.

"No, he should be fine with the potions I'm going to give him." Draco assured him. "But if it gets worse, then we'll call a Healer."

Harry nodded, his forehead wrinkled in worry.

"Dad?" While Harry got back to Teddy, Draco went back to Scorpius' room, all the while cursing the parents who had been so stupid to bring their sick son with them. How irresponsible could you get?

Scorpius opened his eyes when he heard his door opening again and grimaced weakly when he recognized the vials in his papa's hands. He really didn't like taking in potions; they were fun to make, but very icky to taste.

"Scorpius, I need you to swallow these potions." Draco murmured, pulling Scorpius up a bit, placing him against the pillows.

"No, papa, don' wanna." Scorpius pushed the first vial away weakly, pouting.

"Scorpius, you need to take these in. You want to get better, don't you?" Draco coaxed him, offering the vial again.

Scorpius scowled at the vial, feeling it was his worst enemy at the moment.

"If you take this is, you'll get better soon and then you'll be able to play again." Draco tried again. He wondered if all children were that stubborn about taking in medicine, or if it was just his rotten luck to have a stubborn son.

Scorpius still didn't look convinced enough to swallow the potion and he kept his lips tightly closed, crossing his arms. Even though his eyes were glazed over due to the fever, he still managed to glare at the potion.

Draco tried one last time. "Daddy is going to have another check up in a week." He said casually and inwardly smirked when he saw Scorpius shifting slightly, removing his gaze from the vial to look at his father with wide eyes. "And during that check up we finally get to see if you're going to get a brother or a sister."

"Really?" Scorpius asked awed, perking up a bit.

Draco nodded. "Yes, but if you're still sick, then you can't be at the check up." He said solemnly.

One blink later and Scorpius had downed the first vial, reaching out for the second one. Draco smiled and retrieved the vials while Scorpius was grimacing and wiping his mouth.

"Good boy." He praised him and ruffled his hair.

Scorpius blinked at him, beginning to feel sleepy. "I want daddy here." He said through a yawn.

"Why don't you go to sleep first? Daddy will be here when you wake up."

"No, I want daddy here now." Scorpius said stubbornly, refusing to give in to the temptation of sleeping. He wanted his daddy next to him so he could snuggle up to him. Mommy had always let him snuggle against her when he was sick and now daddy had filled in mommy's place.

Draco sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Fine, I'll get daddy. But then you have to go to sleep."

Scorpius beamed – well as much as he could with his flushed face and dazed eyes – and snuggled deeper underneath his sheets.

Sighing exasperated, Draco entered the dining room where Harry was listening attentively to something that Teddy was telling him.

He looked up when he felt hands on his shoulder.

"Did he take his medicine?" Harry asked, having a feeling it had been difficult to convince Scorpius to take the potions. Not that he could blame him – hell, he was an adult and even he despised those potions!

"Yeah, though it took a while." Draco rolled his eyes. "Anyway, he wants you with him."

Harry blinked. "What now?"

Teddy frowned; even when he was sick, Scorpius was still butting in on his time with his dad.

"Just go there until he falls asleep. That won't be long." Draco assured him.

"Alright." Harry shrugged and stood up. When he walked past Teddy, he ruffled his hair affectionately. "I'll be right back, sweetie." He smiled and Teddy was slightly mollified.

"What does Scorpius have?" Teddy asked in a neutral voice.

"Dragon pox." Draco answered grimacing. "You can better stay away from him now. Harry told me you didn't have the Dragon pox yet, so it's best to keep you safe."

Teddy nodded; it wasn't as if he loved to hang out with the younger boy anyway. Then he suddenly remembered the homework he still hadn't finished because he didn't understand it. He had been planning to ask his dad to help him, but that was out of the question now. He looked up shyly at Draco, who was rubbing over his eyes.

"Draco, can I ask something?" He began shyly.

Draco blinked surprised. "Sure, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Severus gave us homework on some potions, but I can't find the solution to the question as to why some ingredients can't be thrown in at the same time. Can you help me with it?" He fiddled a bit with the sleeves of his light shirt.

Draco chuckled. "Of course, grab your homework. We're going to my study – I have to look at some documents but I'll be able to help you."

"Thanks." Teddy beamed and ran to his room.

Scorpius opened his eyes when he heard his door opening again for the third time and he smiled sleepily when his daddy entered the room softly.

"Hey, sweetie." Daddy whispered and slowly sank down on the bed, leaning against the headboard, stretching one arm out to hug Scorpius against him.

Scorpius sighed contented and laid his head on his daddy's bulging stomach.

"When is the baby moving?" He asked curiously, placing his two hands on daddy's belly. He had been waiting impatiently for daddy to come to him to let him feel the baby these past few weeks, but his daddy had never come.

He looked up when he felt a hand caressing his hair and saw his daddy smiling. Daddy really has a nice smile, he thought absently.

"Just wait a bit more and then the baby is going to kick." Daddy replied.

Just then Scorpius felt something push against his cheek and he pulled back startled and stared at daddy's belly.

Daddy chuckled and grabbed his hands placing them on his belly. "Don't you want to feel the baby kicking, honey?" He asked amused.

Scorpius gasped in awe and placed his cheek to the belly, listening carefully. A few seconds later, he felt something kicking against his right hand and it seemed as if he could hear something moving.

"I can feel the baby!" He said excitedly and coughed a bit. After his little coughing fit, to which his daddy rubbed his back soothingly, he frowned. "But daddy, does the baby hurt you?" He asked worried.

Daddy shook his head and smiled, pulling him back to his side. "No, of course not. The kicking doesn't hurt. It feels nice; it means the baby is healthy."

"Oh." Scorpius nodded and yawned. His eyelids began drooping and his head began to feel heavy. "Lullaby, mommy." He muttered.

Harry tensed and stared down at the boy incredulous. Mommy? Where had that come from? He could deal with being daddy, but mommy? Was that the fever talking?

"Why did you call me mommy, sweetie?" He asked softly, freaking out just a little bit.

"Mommies are nice and sweet and they have the baby in their belly." Scorpius muttered, his words slurring. "Lullaby, please."

Harry blinked. "God, I hope that's the fever talking." He muttered, but kept caressing Scorpius' hair. "Alright, I'll try a lullaby."

He began humming softly; it was the tune of something he had heard his aunt humming once to his cousin. Of course she had never hummed it to him, but he had been able to listen to it. It had always managed to soothe him and apparently it worked with Scorpius too.

It wasn't too long before soft breathing filled the room and Harry was left alone with his thoughts. Mommy.

Harry snorted. Those Malfoys were really full of surprises. Although he really hoped it was the fever talking. He didn't think he would hear the end of it if Snape somehow heard of Scorpius' change of name for him.

He carefully tucked Scorpius underneath the blankets and stood up, grimacing a bit when his baby kicked against his bladder. He really wondered where his baby got all that activity from.

"Draco what is this?" Teddy pointed towards a blue book lying on a small table. He and Draco were still in the study; he had managed to finish his homework with Draco's help and was now looking at the books Draco kept in his study room.

Draco looked up from the parchment and frowned. "Ah that; that is an Arithmancy book. I got that from Severus."

"What is Arithmancy?" Teddy wondered.

"Well, you have to read the theory to really understand it, but it has something to do with maths." Draco smiled. "I followed Arithmancy when I was in Hogwarts and I liked it almost as much as I liked Potions."

"Can I read it?" Teddy asked shyly, pointing at the book.

Draco chuckled. "Sure, go ahead."

And that's how Teddy discovered his interest in Arithmancy. He had only read the first few chapters, but he was already certain that he would be following that subject when he finally could go to Hogwarts.

Draco just looked at his concentrated face amused. At least they had that in common. Harry had quietly ushered him to spend some more time with Teddy, so that they could bond properly, but so far he hadn't managed to find something he could share with the boy. But apparently Arithmancy was one thing he could share with the boy.

Two days later Harry received a letter from Luna, saying she would visit him at three p.m. on the twenty fourth of May so she could do another check up.

Scorpius was still bedridden with Dragon pox, but at least his fever had gone down a bit. And he had refrained from calling Harry mommy again, for which Harry was grateful. Scorpius was too fascinated with his belly and his moving brother or sister to call him mommy again. He was very excited when he heard the nice lady would be visiting again; he couldn't wait until he found out if he would get a little sister or a little brother. Either would be fine with him.

Teddy however wasn't that excited about the next check up. And he wasn't happy with his lost time with his dad either.

The fourth evening that his dad was spending with Scorpius again, Teddy listened to them from behind the door. The door was open at a crack and he could just see his dad's face and his arm. Because he was busy with his lessons, he couldn't spend time with his dad during the day and his dad was with Scorpius in the evening so that limited his time even more. It frustrated him to no end that he barely had time with his dad. Why couldn't his dad spend more time with him?

He sneaked back to his room when his dad ended the lullaby and slipped in the bed, feeling hurt that his dad had never hummed a lullaby to him. But that didn't matter, right? He was a big boy now, he could do without the humming. He ignored the few tears that trailed over his cheeks. Tomorrow would be better; tomorrow was Saturday and that meant no lessons which gave him the time to seek out his dad.

He would get his alone time with his dad tomorrow. He nodded reassured and closed his eyes.

AN2: So what do you think of it? We're almost reaching the climax of the story. Just a few more chapters and then you'll finally know who this mysterious killer is :)

I hope you liked it; please leave a review behind with your thoughts! See you all this Friday again!

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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