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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
- 40
- 41
- 42
Author's note: Almost nearing the end already ...

Thanks to the following reviewers: Demented Hunter (Sorry for the mistakes - English is not my native tongue so mistakes always slip through my editing ^^; And yeah, I realized that after I put the disease in the story, but I couldn't come up with another name, so I stuck with that one; sorry); Luminari_Lilium; delia cerrano (the baby will be born in this story and there's still a sequel planned); Cham; Anon; PeriLover; unneeded; bcjink (I hope you get well soon!); aww

Warnings: a lot of angst, a bit of an OOC Teddy but that can't be helped. I have a feeling not many will like me after this chapter, though I can reassure you that this will have a happy ending ^^;

I hope you'll like the chapter

Also, I have no idea how children like Teddy would act when faced with this situation, so I winged it with a bit of my imagination. Those on fanfiction said I managed to portray his reaction rather well, so I hope you'll think the same ^^;

Chapter 41

20th of May: five months pregnant

Harry and Draco looked up when they heard familiar footsteps coming to the dining room. Harry put his glass with apple juice back on the table when Snape entered the room, holding a folded newspaper in his hands. He looked a bit annoyed, but Harry guessed that wasn't something unusual.

"Severus? What are you doing here so early? And on a Saturday? Teddy doesn't have any lessons, does he?" Draco asked surprised.

Snape sat down, throwing the newspaper down. "Have you read the newspaper lately?" He asked stiffly.

Draco blinked. "No, I've been busy with work and nursing Scorpius because he has the Dragon pox."

"How did he … Never mind." Snape shook his head, glowering darkly at the newspaper. "Just read it. I'm surprised the owls haven't found you yet."

Harry frowned and looked at Draco, who shrugged and together they bent over the newspaper, eyes widening simultaneously when they saw a big photograph of them both right in the middle of the paper. It was taken when they were walking back from Hagrid's cottage and Draco was kneeling on the ground to touch Harry's stomach when they felt the baby kick for the time first time.

"How the hell did they manage to take that photo?" Harry muttered annoyed. He had been sure that there had been no cameras to follow them when they went to visit Hagrid. How had one been able to sneak up on them?

Draco made some non committal sound at the back of his throat and just continued to read the article, his frown deepening with each paragraph.

Potter and Malfoy together!

It seemed impossible that the two school enemies, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, would someday be able to stay near each other without trying to curse each other, but apparently whatever problems they had during their school years are solved to everyone's apparent shock.

It was during the memorial of You-Know-Who's death that the world was informed of Potter's new relationship with Malfoy. As everyone surely remembers, Harry Potter has been single for years after he broke up with Ginny Weasley for reasons still unknown. Draco Malfoy himself had been married to Daphne Greengrass but divorced from her years ago, leaving Miss Greengrass to marry Blaise Zabini.

How the two young men met up and when they started their relationship is still unknown as they both refuse to answer our letters. But it is apparent that they clearly don't care what the public thinks of their relationship, because they didn't see the point to arrive separately and were not too discreet about their affections to each other.

Their relationship shocks the whole Wizarding World as no one has ever expected this to happen, but what will probably shock the public the most is the fact that Harry Potter is pregnant with Draco Malfoy's child. At first our reporter thought it was a trick of the light or Potter's robes not made well to suit his posture, but he managed to take a photograph (see photograph in the middle) when the two men left the cottage of Hogwarts' gamekeeper and Malfoy lovingly touched Potter's stomach which was clearly rounded.

Healers estimate that Potter is somewhere between the five and six months far which is surprising because nobody was aware that the couple had tried for children so soon in their relationship. At least it is assumed that they only got together during the past year considering there has been no evidence they met up before that.

And the surprises don't end yet. After having examined the photograph more thoroughly and asking around, we can safely tell our readers that not only are Potter and Malfoy expecting a child together, but they are also planning to be married, evidence being there clearly in the form of engagement rings on their hands.

Malfoy and Potter really have dropped a bomb on the Wizarding World with their appearance on the memorial.

Although nobody expected this to happen, all we can do is offer our congratulations to the couple and wish them luck with their upcoming marriage and baby.

"Well, at least they took it well." Harry sighed, rubbing his eyes. Honestly he had expected something much worse when Snape had entered annoyed like that. Although he had hoped on having more time to let the public get used to his relationship with Draco, at least it was now in the open. He considered himself lucky that the Prophet was supporting his relationship; that meant more people would support them, because sadly the Wizarding world seemed bent on believing the newspapers, whether they printed the truth or not. At least now it worked out in their favour.

"The newspaper took it well." Draco corrected him, leaning back in his chair, massaging his temples. "But I wonder if the public will take well to the fact that I dared to steal their Golden Boy and managed to knock him up."

Harry scowled at him. "I'm not their Golden Boy." He said firmly. "And I don't care what they think of us. I'm the one living with you and I was the one choosing you, so they have no business with us. What I do, is my concern."

"Most women will probably be very pissed off to know that they missed their chance with Potter, but eventually you'll be old news again." Snape said dryly, accepting the cup of tea an elf handed to him.

"I don't know if I should feel assured or insulted." Draco chuckled.

"Take it like you will; I'm only stating a fact." Snape sneered. "Now how sick is the little brat?"

"He's doing a lot better now. He's still coughing, but at least his fever has gone done. He should be out of bed in two days." Draco informed him.

"Do you need more potions?" Snape inquired.

Draco shook his head. "No, we'll be fine with the stock that I have."

While Draco launched in a discussion with Snape whether or not he needed more potions, Teddy slipped in the dining room and took a seat next to Harry who smiled at him.

"Good morning, sweetie, have you slept well?" He asked, handing over the can with chocolate milk to the young boy.

Teddy smiled sleepily. "Yeah, you?"

"Can't complain." His dad smiled and then winced a bit, his hand coming up to rub his stomach.

Teddy looked away, feeling awkward to see his dad rubbing his bump. He hadn't felt the baby kick yet, but he knew that Scorpius had already felt the baby kicking. It was hard to ignore his squeals – occasionally laced with coughing – every time he touched dad's stomach and felt the baby kicking. Teddy didn't understand what was so fun at feeling a baby move around; that was why he avoided having to touch his dad's stomach. Having not being able to spend much time with his dad for the last few weeks had been a plus side but only because he hadn't been forced in situations where he would have to touch the baby bump.

Contemplatively he stared at his dad, who was eating his cereals while listening amused to Draco's banter with his godfather, and wondered how he would go about asking his question.

Apparently dad felt his gaze, because without any warning emerald green eyes shot to him and stared at him questioningly.

"Is there something the matter, Teddy?" He asked curiously, shoving his empty bowl further to the middle of the table.

Teddy's face flushed a bit and he started to pick on a loose thread of his dark blue T-shirt. "Eh, I was just wondering if we can go walking?" He asked uncertainly and shyly. "It's been a while since we took a walk and the weather is nice today …" He trailed off, his deep brown eyes trained on his white pants that ended at his knees.

He looked up surprised when dad chuckled.

"Sure, why not? You're right, it's been a while." Dad agreed and smiled. "We'll go after you have eaten your breakfast, okay?"

Teddy nodded enthusiastically and started buttering his toast.

"Wait, what? What do you mean 'we'll go'? Go where?" Draco asked suspiciously, ending his banter in favour of staring at Harry.

Harry blinked. "Teddy and I are going for a walk after breakfast; it's been a while since we have done that." He replied shrugging.

"No, you're not." Draco scowled, turning his back to Snape who rolled his eyes and sipped of his tea, watching the new situation with keen eyes, wondering absently who would won this argument.

"Excuse me?" Harry raised his eyebrow, his eye twitching a bit. "Why can't I go take a walk with Teddy?"

"Because you're pregnant and we don't know where the murderer is at this moment. If you think I'll just let you go outside in your condition without any protection, you have another thing coming." Draco snapped, wondering how thick Harry could be. How many times did he have to tell him to be careful before it finally became stuck in his head?

"I have protection; I have my wand, you see." Harry replied icily. "And if you think that I'm going to be cooped up for the rest of my pregnancy, you have another thing coming. I need some fresh air, Draco."

"Go walk in the garden, plenty fresh air there." Draco replied sneering.

"Listen here, I tolerated your over-protectiveness for a long time, but enough is enough. You can't expect me to stay inside for another four months; I want to walk around. Besides there is little to no chance that the murderer will choose this day to go on a walk too." Harry said through gritted teeth. "We'll only be going to the park and then back. Not further."

Teddy shifted on his chair nervously. "I don't mind taking a walk in the garden." He murmured, feeling guilty that he was creating a fight between his dad and Draco. He hadn't meant to do that; he just wanted to spend some time with his dad.

"No, Teddy, we're taking a decent walk." Harry frowned and nodded to his plate. "Eat your breakfast, please."

"But Harry…" Draco started to protest again, but was cut off by Snape.

"Draco, as much as it pains me to admit it, I have to say that Potter is right in this case." Snape looked a bit pale at admitting this and he scowled. "Being cooped up for another four months isn't healthy; he needs to exercise and walking to the park will give him enough of that. You can't honestly expect him to stay inside the whole time."

Draco glared at him, having thought he would have been on his side.

Harry was surprised at receiving help from Snape of all people, but he looked smugly back at the blond.

Then Snape turned to him and his smug look disappeared as snow in the sun at his next sentence. "But at the same time, Potter, Draco is right. In the state that you are, your magical core is being drained by the baby, which means that you won't have the same strength to throw behind your spells as before. That will only get worse until the baby is born. So if the murderer attacks you, you're in big trouble."

"But you said that I needed the exercise." Harry pointed out petulantly, feeling like a student again who was being scolded by the professor. Damn it, why did Snape manage to make him feel like a student again after all this time?

Severus took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose, silently asking the higher powers for more patience. Was it that hard to make a compromise?

"Have you ever heard of tracking charms?" He asked through gritted teeth.

Draco's face lightened up at that suggestion. "Ah of course, why didn't I think of that before?"

"Because you were being an over-protective brat." Severus answered dryly.

"Hey!"

"So, that's settled then." Harry interjected impatiently. "We use a tracking charm and then I can finally take a walk with Teddy."

Draco looked like he wanted to protest again, but in the end he just sighed and lifted his wand at Harry.

"Ready?" He asked frowning.

Harry nodded smiling.

"Loca semper Harry Potter." Draco muttered and a purple light enveloped Harry and the light seemed to sink in Harry's skin before disappearing.

"Now was it really that difficult?" Harry muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Don't push it, Potter." Draco scowled and looked away.

Harry rolled his eyes again and turned to Teddy, who had just finished his second toast with marmalade.

"Are you ready to go, sweetie?" He asked smiling.

Teddy nodded, his face brightening up at the prospect of having his dad alone for a couple of hours. Even if he had to go to Scorpius after their walk, it wouldn't be too bad to share his dad because he would have his time with him now.

"Good, get a sweater in case it gets chilly." Dad smiled and stood up, putting a hand on his belly and rubbing it absently.

Teddy grinned and almost ran upstairs, wanting nothing more than to start their walk.

Harry was waiting at the front door, his own light blue sweater knotted around his hips, underneath his bulging belly, when Draco came to him.

"I still don't like you going." Draco muttered, slipping his arms around Harry's waist and pulling him closer to his body.

"I know." Harry answered simply and hugged him back, resting his head on Draco's shoulder.

"But I guess I understand that you want some time alone with Teddy and need some fresh air." Draco admitted grumbling and laid his head on Harry's head, sniffing a bit when the black hair tickled his chin.

"We'll be back in three hours at the most, but we'll probably be back before that." Harry reassured him and pulled back to give him a quick kiss on his lips.

"Fine." Draco sighed and kissed him softly back.

"I'm ready, dad." Teddy chirped and ran to him.

"Good, then we're off."

Teddy waved at Draco, who waved back and smiled at him.

"So how have your lessons been? Snape is not too harsh on you?" Harry asked, feeling Teddy's hand slipping in his.

Teddy shook his head. "No, I mean, he isn't particularly nice, but he isn't bad either. He just focuses very hard on the lessons." He smiled ruefully. "Sometime I wished he would go easier on us, but I guess he just wants us to study well, right?"

"Yeah, he has always been like that." Harry ranked a hand through his hair and smiled dryly. "Of course, back in school he was worse, but I guess he mellowed out a bit through the years. Don't let him hear that I said that, though." He winked and Teddy laughed.

"Uncle Sev doesn't allow talking during classes unless you know the answer." Teddy grinned and his dark green eyes glittered in the sunlight.

They were slowly walking on the large path leading to the park they had visited a couple of weeks back. The leaves of the big trees besides the path were softly swaying in the light cool breeze and made a rustling sound.

They were not the only ones enjoying the beautiful weather. There was a young couple walking a couple of feet further, whispering to each other and giggling; a mother with her three children was behind them and the loud and excited chatter of the little children filled the air with their mother's laughter. An old couple was seated on one of the many benches placed at the sides of the path, looking into the distance with a smile. Harry was glad that the people walking near them were more interested in their own business; he didn't want to deal with reactions to his pregnancy now.

They walked a bit in silence before Teddy started to fidget a bit.

Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Is something the matter?"

"Will Draco stay mad at you because you went for walking while he said that he didn't like it?" He asked, biting his lip.

Dad shook his head with a smile. "He isn't mad anymore; he understands that I can't be cooped up for the whole pregnancy. He just doesn't like to lose an argument against me." He chuckled. "Reminds me a bit of how we acted when we were younger. Guess we'll never lose our argumentative sides."

Teddy nodded, lost in thought. "How come you didn't get sick?" He suddenly asked.

Dad blinked. "Sick, what do you mean?" He asked confused.

"Well, Scorpius is sick, isn't he? And you spend a lot of time together, so how come you don't get sick too?"

"Ah that." Dad laughed and shook his head. "Well, apparently Dragon pox is a real child disease so only children get sick. I'm an adult so I can't get sick from it."

Teddy pursed his lips a bit, not sure how to react to that.

"Teddy, we're here." Dad broke through his thoughts and the boy looked up surprised and squinted a bit when the sunlight bounced of the lake and blinded him for a moment.

"What do you want to do now, sweetie?" Dad smiled, standing in the shadow of a big apple tree. Some people near the lake had spotted them and had started to whisper, all the while looking at his dad's rounded stomach. His dad either didn't notice the whispering and the staring – which would surprise Teddy – or he had decided it wasn't worth the trouble to say anything about it.

"Can we just walk around?" Teddy asked shyly, refusing to let go of his dad's hand.

"Sure, no problem." Dad smiled and took on a leisurely pace, the gravel under his feet shifting and making little crunch sounds.

They walked in silence to a secluded area of the park. It was a round patch of grass, surrounded by apple and cherry trees and there was only one path leading to it, unless you wanted to go through the bushes and have branches slicing your legs.

"You mind if we sat down here for a bit?" Dad asked and he looked tired, a hand supporting his back with a grimace.

Teddy bit his lip and sat down right in the middle of the grass patch, his fingers trailing over the grass and occasionally pulling tuffs of it out and then opening his hand to see the grass blades getting swapped up by the wind and landing back down on the ground, before starting the process all over again. He remembered his friend telling him that his mother had often been tired when she was pregnant, but that the tiredness had began to really kick up a row when she had entered the sixth month. Would his dad be more tired in a few weeks?

"Are you going to tell me what's bothering you, or are you going to continue abusing the poor grass?" Dad asked, torn between looking amused and worried.

Teddy's head shot up in surprise and he stared at his green stained hand before shaking off the last clinging grass blades and rubbing his hand on his pants, ignoring the wince of his dad at seeing his shorts ruined with grass stains.

"The house elves are going to cry when they see your pants." Dad smiled ruefully.

Teddy blushed. "Sorry for that." He mumbled, feeling a bit ashamed.

"Aah, don't worry about it." Dad chuckled. "So, is something wrong?"

"No." Teddy muttered, looking away. "When is the baby going to be born?" He suddenly asked; not really sure why he had asked that. It wasn't as if he really cared or something …

Dad blinked, but immediately smiled excitedly. "Around the tenth of October probably." He replied, his emerald green eyes taking on a brilliant shine. "We still have to search for a good name. Do you have a name in mind? Of course we'll find out in four days what the gender of the baby is, but maybe you have a name in mind?"

"Sorry, dad, but I don't know a name for the baby." Teddy smiled weakly. "I'm not good at finding names, remember?"

Dad laughed, throwing his head back and leaning back on his hands. "Yeah, I remember. You named your teddy bear just 'Bear' because it was easier." He grinned and the young boy blushed.

"At least I knew it was a bear!" He defended himself.

Dad reached out and ruffled his hair, chuckling. "True, I have to give you that."

Teddy pouted and shifted so that he could lean against his dad's right side, feeling an arm wrapping around him. He was careful not to lean on dad's rounded stomach and was contented to lay his head on his dad's strong shoulder and looked up at the bright blue sky, the sun being covered by the leaves of the trees, causing the sunlight to be filtered by it.

They stayed like that for a long time, happy enough to listen to the comfortable silence that fell between them.

Teddy must have fallen asleep at one point, because he suddenly felt someone shaking his shoulder and he opened his eyes groggily, blinking against the dimmed light.

"Dad?" He muttered sleepily, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Sorry to wake you up, but it appears we have to return home before we turn into drowned cats." Dad explained dryly.

He looked at him confused. Drowned cats? Why would they be drowned cats?

Dad chuckled at seeing his puzzled look. "I think it's going to rain soon." He pointed to the sky and indeed dark clouds were slowly drifting over from the west, darkening the sky as they went along.

Teddy pouted and sighed. "Guess we have to go back then."

"We can take a walk again later." Harry promised and with a bit of difficulty he managed to get up, stretching a bit and grimacing when the blood in his right arm (that had been crushed underneath Teddy's weight) started to properly flow again, giving him a prickling feeling like needles poking in his arm.

Teddy perked up at hearing that promise and grabbed Harry's hand again, tugging him softly along, making Harry smile.

They exited the secluded place and walked back on the path they travelled before. All around them, people were hastily making their way out of the park, looking up at the sky in worry. Slowly the wind started to play up, making the leaves rustle wildly and playing with the hair of the people.

Harry absently stroked his hair back; making a silent note to get his hair cut soon when he suddenly saw someone familiar exiting the park.

"Hey, Teddy," He began slowly, the boy looking up at him. "Isn't that your grandmother?"

Teddy blinked and narrowed his eyes a bit, staring at the entrance, before his face lit up. "Yeah, it's grandmother!" He said excitedly.

"Why don't you go to her? You can run faster than I now." Harry said dryly.

Teddy grinned and broke in a run, his sweater flying up in the wind. "Grandmother!" He yelled and the woman at the entrance stopped surprised before turning around.

Andromeda smiled surprised when her grandson flew around her waist. "Well, look who we have here!" She laughed and hugged him back. "You're not alone here, are you?" She continued suspiciously, when she didn't notice Harry around. He wouldn't have let her grandson go alone to the park now, would he?

Teddy shook his head, looking up at her. "No, dad is coming, but he can't run anymore because he's pregnant." He muttered, releasing Andromeda.

She raised an eyebrow and wondered why the boy had sounded so sullen when he had answered her. She looked in the direction Teddy had come running from and saw indeed Harry making his way to them, his rounded stomach clearly visible through his shirt.

So it is true, she mused, remembering the article in the Prophet from a few days ago. She hadn't known if she could believe the newspaper or not. That paper was known for spreading lies, after all, as long as they could sell it. Seeing as Harry hadn't told her about the news of his pregnancy, she had assumed the Prophet had spread another lie, though she had wondered how they had managed to produce such a realistic photo of Harry and her nephew. Apparently, the paper hadn't lied for once.

"Good morning, Andromeda." Harry smiled when he reached them, slightly out of breath.

She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips. "Young man, you have a lot of explaining to do." She told him firmly and after taking a glance at his hand where a golden ring was glinting dimly in the light, she narrowed her eyes. "A whole lot."

Harry felt his cheeks flush in shame and he didn't know if Andromeda was happy for him or mad at him and that made him worried. Her face was blank, save for her narrowed eyes, so he couldn't read her reaction. Damn those Blacks and their uptight upbringing. What was wrong with showing emotions once in a while?

He put a hand at the back of his head and rubbed his neck. "Well, eh, would you mind coming with us to the Malfoy manor?" He chuckled nervously.

She huffed and turned around, grabbing Teddy's hand. "Of course I wouldn't mind. After all I want to meet the man who managed to knock up the man I consider one of my grandsons." She looked at the ring critically, ignoring Harry's embarrassed blush. "At least he had the sense of proposing to you." She muttered and shook her head. "Kids these days."

Harry flushed harder and didn't know how to react on that one, so he decided that staying silent for now would be the best option.

Teddy chuckled softly, bending his head when he saw his dad ready to swat him.

Draco looked up and sighed relieved when he felt the ward being breached by familiar magic signatures. Harry and Teddy were back after their two and a half hour long walk. He had to admit that he had been worried, but he had managed to distract himself with spending time with his son, who was getting better with the day. Scorpius was now able to sit up again and he had started to eat his food with more eagerness now, instead of pulling faces at it like he had done for the past few days.

Severus had gone home an hour after Harry had left with Teddy after doing his own check up on Scorpius. Draco had felt a bit insulted that Severus had doubted his potion skills, but hadn't said anything about it, knowing that he wouldn't win that argument against his godfather.

At that moment an unfamiliar magic signature breached the wards too and he tensed, sitting up straight. Who was with Harry and Teddy?

"Papa?" Scorpius asked, his voice still slightly hoarse from all the coughing he had done.

"Daddy and Teddy are back home, Scorpius." Draco answered, smiling strained. "I'm going to welcome them, alright?"

Scorpius nodded, grinning. "I want to see them too, papa!" He chirped.

"Sure, I'll tell them to come up here." Draco murmured distracted and hurried out of the room.

He heard a female voice when he reached the stairs and when he came down the staircase, he was looking at a dark haired woman who was already starting to grey and who had a terrifying similarity with his aunt Bellatrix. Only the knowledge that his dear aunt had died in the fight held him back from cursing the woman. Could this be his aunt Andromeda? The one he never met because his mother had cut her out of the family due to her marriage to that Muggle?

Sharp piercing dark eyes, reminding him eerily of those of Severus were eyeing him critically.

"So this is young Draco Malfoy. I must say, dear, you look astoundingly like your mother." The woman spoke, raising an eyebrow.

Draco frowned. "I look like my father – everyone always says that." He retorted.

"Oh no." She laughed, sounding amused. "You look a lot like my dear sister, Draco. The only thing you have from your father are your eyes."

Draco blinked and turned to look at Harry who was watching them amused. He turned back to the woman in front of him and smirked. "I presume that you are my dear aunt Andromeda?" He asked lightly, picking up her hand and kissing it.

Andromeda laughed. "My, aren't you a charmer." She said teasingly. "Never thought you would fall for his charms, sweetie." She said to Harry who snorted.

"That makes two of us." He muttered dryly and rolled his eyes.

Teddy snickered and removed his sweater.

"Even you couldn't resist my charms, Harry." Draco winked.

"Oh ha ha." Harry shook his head, but smiled. "Why don't we all go to the living room? I think you two have some catching up to do."

"Don't think for one minute that you won't be getting a lecture from me, Harry." Andromeda warned him. "Really, where were your manners? You should have informed me immediately the moment you knew you were pregnant." She scolded him, while following the two men to the living room.

"Dad, can I go to my room to read?" Teddy asked, not fancying hearing a chat about the baby.

Harry nodded. "Sure, we call you when we're going to have lunch." He turned to Andromeda. "It has been a few complicated months, so it sort of slipped my mind to tell you about the pregnancy."

She huffed. "You should be ashamed of yourself. Forgetting to inform me about getting another grandchild." She muttered and sat down on the couch, after removing her coat.

Draco smirked and sat down next to Harry, on the couch opposite of his aunt's.

"And you, young man, wipe that smirk of your face." She said firmly. "You better make an honest man out of him or I'll make sure there won't be another pregnancy."

Draco winced at the threat and Harry blushed fiercely, not able to believe that Andromeda had just said that.

"Now, aunt, I'm going to make an honest man out of him." Draco spoke smoothly, and grabbed Harry's hand with the ring. "We're simply waiting until after the birth to marry, to avoid stress."

"Have you started to plan the wedding?" Andromeda asked, folding her hands in her lap and Draco had to blink when he got a vision of his mother sitting like that exactly.

"No, not yet. Like Harry said, it has been complicated for a while, so the planning of our marriage just slipped through it." Draco replied ruefully, wrapping an arm around Harry, making the man lean against him with a sigh.

Andromeda's face hardened. "What exactly has happened these past few months?" She asked suspiciously. "And don't dare to lie to me." She added with a piercing look.

Both men gulped and looked at each other. "Tell her everything?" Draco questioned, his hand absently caressing Harry's arm.

Harry sighed. "I guess; she knows when I'm lying anyway." He muttered.

"I'm still here, boys." She reminded them dryly.

"Who's going to tell her? You or I?" Draco asked, taking a deep breath. This would go well for a first meeting. Telling his aunt that Harry had been kidnapped, injected with a pregnancy potion and then the pregnancy itself. He was certain that that wasn't the best way to make a good impression on your family. He winced inwardly at that thought.

"I'll tell her." Harry sighed and sat up straight, but not leaving Draco's embrace.

"It can't be that bad." Andromeda smiled, but her smile disappeared when she noticed their nervous looks. "Is it really that bad?"

"You can decide for yourself after you listened." Harry smiled weakly and told Andromeda everything that had happened after their visit to her.

Her eyes narrowed multiple times throughout the story and her hands clenched every time Harry mentioned the murderer and when he told her about the injection, her eyes seemed to spit fire and she looked murderous enough to give even Voldemort the shivers.

Draco decided there and then that he would never try to make his aunt angry. It wasn't worth the pain he would suffer if he did make her angry.

"So let me get this straight," Andromeda started in a neutral voice after Harry had stopped talking. "You were kidnapped for three days and the kidnapper gave you a pregnancy potion. He just brings you back and a week later you're pregnant without knowing why the kidnapper did that. Did I get it all?"

"Yeah, that's all." Harry sighed, flopping back in the couch, feeling Draco's arm tightening around him.

"So how far are you?" Andromeda breathed out slowly and making a promise to herself that if she ever found that kidnapper, she would make sure that he wished he had never messed with her family.

"Almost six months." Draco smiled, rubbing Harry's stomach with a loving smile.

"Have you picked out names?" She asked excited, the grandmother side in her taking over. She couldn't wait until she could hold the baby in her arms. He or she would be so cute! She would have fun pampering her new grandson or granddaughter.

"No, not yet, but in four days we'll know the gender of the baby." Harry smiled, placing his hand on top of that of Draco's.

"You better send me an owl then immediately because I don't want to wait another four months before I get to know if I have a granddaughter or grandson." She reprimanded them.

They both chuckled nervously.

"Papa, daddy, who is that lady?" A high pitched voice suddenly asked and the three adults all turned around to see Scorpius standing there in his light green pajamas, his blond hair ruffled.

"Scorpius, what are you doing out of bed?" Harry asked worriedly and stood up, walking over quickly to pick up the little boy, settling him on his hip and bringing him over to the couch, feeling his forehead for any sign of a fever. He didn't found one.

"Papa didn't bring you upstairs; he promised to, but he didn't so I came here." Scorpius muttered, placing his fist in front of his mouth and snuggling closer to Harry.

"Ah yes, sorry, Scorpius, I forgot that." Draco smiled apologetically and stroked Scorpius' hair flat.

"Is this your son, Draco?" Andromeda asked with a smile and leant forwards.

"Yes, his name is Scorpius." Draco smiled. "Scorpius, this is your great-aunt Andromeda."

Scorpius blinked and stared at his great-aunt. "You don't look that old." He told her honestly, making her laugh.

"Why thank you for the compliment, sweetie." She smiled. "You're a very cute boy."

Scorpius blushed and hid his face in Harry's shoulder.

"Are you staying for lunch?" Scorpius asked shyly.

"Well, only if your daddy and papa would like me too." Andromeda smiled.

"We wouldn't have it any other way." Harry assured her.

Draco nodded smiling.

Teddy couldn't be more happier than when he came downstairs to find that his grandmother was staying for the whole day. This way he would be able to spend more time with his grandmother and his dad because his grandmother wouldn't pass up the chance to spend time with her two grandsons. He would accept the talk about the baby, but only because this way he would have more time with his family.

Twenty-fourth of May

"When is Auntie Luna coming here?" Scorpius asked excitedly, bouncing up and down on the bed where Harry was sitting.

"Scorpius, stop bouncing so hard." Draco told him sternly when he entered the bedroom with the potion Harry had to take in. "It's not good for the baby."

Scorpius immediately stopped startled. "Sorry, daddy, didn't mean to." He murmured, looking down at the crumpled sheet.

"Hey, don't worry. The baby is fine." Harry smiled and caressed his blond hair quickly.

Teddy entered the room too, bringing with him a happy smiling Luna.

"Hello Harry, Draco, Scorpius." She greeted them with a big smile and twirled her wand in her hands.

"Good morning, Luna." Harry greeted back.

"Everything alright?" She asked, waving her wand over his body to check his vitals. She hummed contentedly when she saw nothing wrong with his vitals.

"Can't complain." Harry smiled, though his eyes had little bags underneath them. The baby had been kicking and tumbling all night in his stomach, causing him to have little to no sleep. Eventually at three a.m. he had given up at the notion of any sleep and had went downstairs to read a book about Healing. He was fairly certain now that he would be able to pass the test once the baby was born.

"Good, good." Luna nodded. "Ready to know the baby's gender?" She asked him absently, finding something very interesting outside on the windowsill.

Harry nodded and grew excited. Scorpius began grinning wildly and scooted over to snuggle against his daddy's side. Teddy chose to sit next to Harry, leaning against the wall while Draco sat down at the end of the bed, a huge smile blooming on his face. He couldn't wait to find out whether he would get a daughter or a son. Either would be fine with him.

Luna started to hum something quietly, returning her attention back to Harry. She murmured something quickly underneath her breath and waved her wand in a circle that encircled a triangle.

For a moment nothing happened, but then slowly a grey mist rose up, seemingly from Harry's stomach and hovered a few feet above Harry; the grey mass shifting and bubbling until it fell still, showing the clear outline of a curled up baby who appeared to suck on his thumb.

"Oh look at that." Luna smiled. "He's already sucking his thumb. Your son is developing well, Harry. There should be no problems with the rest of the pregnancy."

"Son?" Draco croaked, not sure if he had heard well. He was getting a son?

"We're getting a son?" Harry asked excitedly, tears making his eyes glisten.

Luna hummed again and nodded. "Yes, a very healthy son." She praised. "I have to make another check up when you're eight months far to make sure that the baby will be in a good position for the birth, but normally there shouldn't be problems with the rest of the pregnancy. You have a very strong earth spirit protecting you." She declared solemnly.

"I'm getting a brother?" Scorpius squealed and hugged Harry's stomach. "I'm going to be a big brother, like Teddy!"

"Yes, you're getting a brother." Harry smiled and wiped the tears away laughing silently.

Draco began to laugh. "I'm getting another son!" He exclaimed and hugged Harry, kissing him hard on his mouth. "God, you're making me so happy!" He murmured against the reddened lips, making Harry grin.

Teddy turned away from the scene with a frown on his face. Great, another little brat he had to consider his brother. As if one wasn't enough.

Twentieth of July: 7 months pregnant.

It was on a warm day in July that all went wrong.

Harry was now almost eight months pregnant and the pregnancy was now really beginning to wear on him. His stomach continued to expand quickly and he was almost at the point where he couldn't see his feet anymore which really frustrated him. He had had to order new pregnancy clothes because the ones he had ordered a few months ago where now too small for his bulging belly. Harry really disliked the way his body fattened, but he couldn't do anything about it considering it was natural. Draco himself seemed to have no problems with his growing belly because he kept molesting him whenever he had the chance, whispering how much he loved Harry and how sexy he looked carrying his baby.

Personally Harry didn't see what was so sexy about a protruding stomach, but he wouldn't say no to reassuring compliments. The sex was great too.

The papers had left them alone for the time being, but they were probably awaiting the moment when Harry and Draco would come out with the new addition to the family. Harry couldn't care less if they wrote something about him and Draco or not, but he had to admit it was nice to not be bombarded with letters.

Andromeda continued to visit every two weeks and she even had gone clothes shopping for her new grandson as soon as she had heard the gender. Their baby was now the proud owner of several crawlers in the colours light blue, dark green, lilac and even a few yellow ones. There were crawlers with snitches on them that moved, little teddy bears, cute fishes, laughing moons and happily shining stars.

Two new teddy bears had joined the one sitting already on the small bed.

Because it was now summer, the weather had gotten hotter and that made Harry very uncomfortable. He used cooling charms as much as he could, but as his pregnancy continued; his magic grew weaker, having to send more magic to sustain the growing baby. This resulted in Harry being quickly tired and it wasn't unheard off that he would fall asleep in the middle of the day. In fact, if the weather was really hot, he would sleep for many hours, only waking up to eat and drink.

His sleep was interrupted many times in the night by his baby kicking and tumbling in his stomach, sometimes kicking so hard against his bladder that he had no choice than to go out of bed and visit the bathroom. The bathroom was quickly becoming his favourite room.

His family tried to help him wherever he could, making sure that his tired muscles were massaged, that he drank and ate enough and that he didn't overexert himself. Daphne had been visiting a lot too, giving Harry advice on how to deal with the birth (one of her tips had been to make sure Draco was there with the birth so that Harry had the chance to curse at him and crush his hand during labour. Daphne had informed him gleefully that he would feel a whole lot better if he had the chance to take out his frustrations on his fiancée. After all it had been Draco's fault that he was now knocked up; he might as well take the responsibility for it) and how he had to care for his baby.

Scorpius had taken a habit of kissing Harry's stomach every morning and evening as a way of saying hello to his little brother. In the evenings he would often be found, sitting between Harry's sprawled legs on the bed, talking to his brother and informing him of all the things they could do once his brother was out of his daddy's stomach.

Both Draco and Harry found that a very endearing habit and did nothing to discourage him of it.

Teddy, however, was a whole other matter. He had tried to tone down his frustrations about the baby, reasoning with himself that he needed to be a good boy to make his dad happy, but it was quickly getting a hold of him.

After his dad's promise that they would take a walk together again, he had thought that that would have been his chance to spend more time with his dad. But after more than a month had passed without a new walk, he was quickly becoming anxious. His dad was either sleeping or discussing baby matters with Draco or his aunt Daphne. If he wasn't busy with the baby, he was studying for his new job, removing all the possible time Teddy could have with him.

Sure his dad wouldn't send him away when he came to him, but because the talk mostly consisted of the baby, Teddy had taken to stay in his room. He understood in a way that preparations had to be made for the arrival of the new brat, but must they do that all the time? Even Scorpius was getting more time with his dad than him – of course Scorpius mostly spent that time squealing and talking to the baby, but at least he spent time with his dad.

Of course Teddy was able to spend more time with Draco after they discovered their shared interest in Arithmancy, but it wasn't the same as laughing and talking with his dad.

He just wanted his old dad back, the one who had time for him and who wasn't constantly tired because of a baby he had decided to keep. All he wanted was just time with his dad, no interruptions whatsoever, was that too much to ask?

So one day, on the twentieth of July, it all came bubbling up: all his frustrations about the baby and the lake of quality time with his dad.

Teddy walked in the parlour where his dad was sitting on a one-armed chair, resting against pillows, enjoying the breeze that came through the open doors. His hands were absently stroking his big stomach, trying to soothe his overexcited baby.

"Hello Teddy." Dad smiled tiredly. The bags underneath his eyes had grown bigger and he had gotten paler. Unfortunately getting weak was to be expected in a male pregnancy.

"Hey dad." Teddy murmured, shuffling his feet.

Dad opened his eyes and looked at him intently. "Is there something wrong, sweetie?" He asked, sitting up straight with difficulty.

"Can we go for a walk?" Teddy blurted out, biting on his lip and clasping his hands together behind his back.

"I would love to, honey, but I can't." Dad sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

Teddy tensed and frowned. "Why not?"

"I'm sorry, Teddy, but I'm too tired. I probably would only make it to the front door before needing to sit down again." Dad apologized grimacing.

"But we can go for a small walk." Teddy tried, desperately wanting for dad to agree.

"Sorry, Teddy, but I really can't. Maybe tomorrow." Dad murmured, closing his eyes.

"You always say that, but you never do." Teddy whispered, looking down at the floor, feeling his eyes burn.

"What was that?" Dad asked, sounding tired.

"You promised we would go for a walk again a month ago." Teddy reminded him, not ready to give up his possible quality time.

"I know I promised, sweetie, but I really am too tired to go for a walk now. Sorry." Dad sighed again, grimacing when his unborn son gave him a swift kick to his liver.

"But I really want to go take a walk with you." Teddy repeated stubbornly, a glare forming on his face.

This time dad looked at him annoyed. "Teddy, I said no. I'm too tired. Go ask Draco to take a walk with you, he's free now."

"NO! I want to go with you!" Teddy raised his voice and he even went as far as to stomp his foot on the ground, something he had never done before.

Dad sat up straight. "That's enough, Teddy. Stop acting like a spoiled child." He reprimanded him. "You have to understand that the baby is making me tired and …"

"I don't care about that stupid baby!" Teddy yelled suddenly, his blue eyes changing to burning amber coloured eyes, his hair changing to a deep brown. He balled his fists at his side. His whole body was tense and he had trouble breathing calmly. All his frustrations reached their limit and it all came out at once. "You're always talking about the baby; baby this, baby that. I don't care about that stupid brat! I don't need another brother and I want my old dad back!"

Dad gaped at him in shock before his eyes narrowed in anger. "Teddy, you're going way out of line! I want you to apologize this instant! You can't talk about your little brother like that!"

"I can and I will!" Teddy yelled back. "I don't want that baby and I don't want Scorpius as a brother! Since you are with Draco, you don't look at me anymore. It's always Scorpius and Draco and the baby and never ME!"

"That's a lie, Teddy! I do spend time with you and I still love you. I'm not replacing you with anyone. You just need to accept that there are other people now in my life that I care about too. You're going to have another brother in two months, so you better start changing your attitude, mister!" Harry said harshly.

"I HATE THAT BABY!" Teddy screamed back, tears now running over his cheeks. "I HATE SCORPIUS AND I HATE YOU FOR KEEPING THAT BABY!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Harry bellowed; standing up suddenly, his whole face cold with anger and hurt. "GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW AND DON'T COME OUT UNTIL YOU'RE READY TO APOLOGIZE!"

"What the hell is going on here?" Draco came running into the parlour, his eyes wide with shock.

Teddy screamed, his whole face red with anger and tears and ran upstairs, slamming the door of his room shut with a loud BANG!

Harry breathed harshly and started to cry, sinking down on the couch, hiding his face in his hands.

"Harry, baby, what happened?" Draco asked worriedly and sat down next to him, pulling him in his arms and started to rub his back.

Harry just shook his head, not sure if his vocal cords would work. He couldn't believe what he just had heard. Never in a million years had he expected Teddy to yell that he hated the baby and that he hated him for keeping the baby. Had Teddy been against the baby this whole time? Why hadn't he said anything about?

"He said – said that he hates the – the baby." Harry cried, hiccupping. "And that h – he hates me for kee – keeping the baby. Why would he say such things? Am I that horrible as father that my godson resents me for keeping our son?"

"Oh, baby." Draco whispered and kissed his sleep. "No, you're not horrible. You're the most amazing dad there is in the world. He doesn't hate you or the baby. I'm sure that he didn't mean it."

But Harry shook his head, his sobbing turning harder, making him gasp in return. "You didn't saw his face when he said that, Draco." He moaned. "He really hates me and the baby. How could this have happened?"

"Oh no, sweetie." Draco crooned, caressing his back and shifting them so that Harry sat on his lap. "He can't hate you; you're his dad. He would never hate you. We will let him calm down and then we're going to talk to him, okay? Just hush now, try to calm down. This stress is not good for the baby. Take deep breaths."

Harry hiccupped again, but started to take deep breaths, trying to calm down. He knew getting worked up like this was bad for the baby, but how else was he supposed to react when the boy he considers his son yelled to him that he hated him and hated the baby?

Draco just kept rocking him, rubbing his back and whispering sweet things in his ear. He was glad Scorpius had been on the other side of the manor when the screaming had started.

Teddy screamed in his pillow, letting out all his frustration and fear. Why wouldn't his dad listen to him? Why didn't he understand that he needed time with him? Did his dad really love him just like before or were the baby and Scorpius taking in his place?

Teddy cried at that thought. He didn't want to be replaced. He wanted to be Harry's son, the one he was proud of and the one he loved. But now his chances were blown up because he had yelled to his dad that he hated him. He hadn't meant to, honestly! He didn't know why he did that, the words just had start pouring out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

He had been a very bad boy and now his dad was furious with him and he would stop loving him. Now he really had lost his chance to be his best son.

"Maybe it's better when I'm gone." He whispered to himself, hugging his pillow tightly against his chest, amber coloured eyes staring blankly at the opposite wall. "If I'm gone, then dad can be happy again with his new son. He won't miss me. I only make him angry and sad. I don't want him to be sad anymore." He started to cry again silently.

All he wanted was to make his dad happy. If he was gone, maybe his dad would have the chance to be happy again. Yes, he would make his dad happy again. He would feel terrible to leave his dad behind, the only real dad figure he had ever known and he would miss him so much, but if him leaving meant that his dad would be happy, he would do it.

Half an hour later, a small dark haired boy slipped out of the manor through the front door, a bag pack with some food and water and his photo album on his back.

The boy turned down the path he had taken many times before to the park and decided to go to the park. From there he would see where he would go next.

He was sitting underneath a large oak tree, staring forlornly at the lake, wishing he could take everything back he had said to his dad.

"Well, hello there, little boy. What are you doing here all on your own?"

Teddy looked up to see a dark blond man smiling at him worriedly.

"I think he has calmed down enough. I'll go get him, okay? Then we can talk." Draco said softly two hours later when he had managed to calm down his distressed lover.

Harry was lying on the couch, an arm thrown over his forehead, staring at the ceiling with red rimmed eyes. He nodded to show that he had heard Draco, but he didn't look away from the ceiling.

Draco sighed inwardly, but got up and went upstairs to Teddy's room, all the while trying to keep down his anger. He loved Teddy like a son, but the boy had gone too far this time. If Harry hadn't been able to calm down, he and the baby could have been in serious trouble. He didn't want to think about the possibility of losing the baby so late in the pregnancy.

"Teddy, I'm coming in now." He warned him through the closed door and opened it, frowning when he didn't notice the boy in his room. "Teddy?" He repeated and walked further, looking around him.

No sign of Teddy. His frown got deeper. Had Teddy gone off to another room?

Draco wanted to turn around and search through the whole wing, when he suddenly noticed a note lying innocently on the bed. With a feeling of dread collecting in his stomach, he slowly reached out and picked up the note. He had a feeling he wouldn't like what he would read.

'Dad

I'm sorry I'm such a bad son. I really tried my best to be perfect, but I messed up. I really didn't want to hurt you. I only want you to be proud of me, love me and be happy with me. But I guess I only made you angry and sad. I'm sorry for being a bad son. I decided to leave because I want you to be happy again and with the new baby, you can have a chance of having a real son, instead of being saddled up with me: a baby you had to take care of because you promised your friend you would.

I'm sorry I disappointed you. I won't disappoint you ever again, I promise.

I love you, dad and I'll miss you. Say goodbye to Draco and Scorpius from me. And tell the baby that he'll have the greatest dad there is on the world.

Love

Teddy'

At some parts, the ink was blurry, a sign that someone had been crying when he wrote the letter.

Draco couldn't believe what he was reading. This letter didn't mean what he thought it meant did it?

He whirled around with the letter crushed in his hand and stormed out of the room. "TEDDY!" He screamed, hearing his own voice echoing off the walls.

This couldn't be happening. It was only a misunderstanding. A stupid joke. Teddy wouldn't really run away. That was just not possible.

He had just ran downstairs again when a blood curling scream, coming from inside the parlour, make him pale and change his course.

Something was wrong with Harry. He ran inside the parlour and found his lover, kneeling on the floor, staring at a parchment in his hand, screaming his throat sore and crying.

"Harry! What's wrong?" He asked frantically and fell down on his knees besides the crying man, gathering him up in his arms.

"He has him! That bastard has my son!" Harry screamed and waved the letter, falling against Draco's chest.

Draco felt his heart stop and he grabbed the letter. It was a short one, but those few sentences made him feel like his heart was ripped out of his chest.

'Potter

I have your lovely son. I told you to be more careful with your children.

The game is on now, Potter. Let's see if you manage to save your son.

Your Admirer.'

A photo of a tied up, terrified Teddy was included with the letter.

AN2: *clears throat* Ahem, yeah, eh, probably a bit OOC for the characters but well, it couldn't be helped, sorry ^^;

So the story reaches its climax in the next chapter (don't worry, it isn't over yet with the next chapter). In the next chapter, you finally get to know who the mysterious killer is :)

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