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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
- 42
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Author's note: I should be studying right now >_>

Thanks to the following reviewers: delia cerrano (yeah, Draco has his hands full now); Fjellnord (I'm relieved to hear that); Seiren; bcjink (I like to surprise LOL And I'm glad you're better ^^ ); unneeded (yeah, it doesn't look good for Creevey); aww

Warnings: meh, angst and a bit of drama, a small amount of fluff

I hope you'll like it!

Chapter 43

20th of July

"Holy shit!" Thomas gasped when he and the other Aurors arrived at the open space.

Draco was already kneeling next to an unconscious Harry and trying to soothe a hysterical Teddy.

Their eyes were drawn involuntarily to the mauled body of a blond man. Blood was pooling around him and his breath came out in slow gasps. Elisabeth had to hurl when she saw the ripped off hand and the large bite out of the man's arm.

"Oh my god." She said breathlessly and coughed.

"What the hell happened here?" Will asked shocked.

"I don't know, but at the moment I don't particular care why Creevey looks like that." Draco growled and felt Harry's stomach, his face growing alarmed when he felt how hard it was. "I need a Portkey to my house now." He demanded. "Harry and Teddy need a Healer immediately."

"Why not bring him to Saint Mungos?" Elisabeth asked trembling and made a Portkey, specially designed for pregnant people, out of a coin.

"Because that will attract too much attention." Draco snapped in his panic. "I'm sure that Lovegood already knows she has to be there – at least if Harry is right." He muttered and looked at Teddy who was staring wide eyed at him. "Teddy, grab my hand; I'm going to use this Portkey to bring you, I and Harry to the manor."

Teddy nodded and grabbed Draco's arm. Draco nodded to the Aurors. "Thank you for helping us." He said politely and two seconds later, he, Teddy and Harry disappeared in a flash.

Will bent down next to the blond man and felt his pulse. "He's still alive." He called out astonished. With all those wounds, he hadn't expected the man to be still alive. Granted his pulse was weak, but it still was there.

"Good, we bring him to Saint Mungos." Thomas ordered. "Once he's healed enough, we can interrogate him and send him to Azkaban."

Will nodded and together with the two other Aurors, he disappeared to Saint Mungos with a Portkey made of a scarf.

Elisabeth looked at Thomas and bit her lip. "Should we ask Malfoy what he knows about the man? I mean he did give us a last name."

Thomas sighed. "Let's wait with that for a few days." He murmured and collected the ripped off hand with a grimace and stuck it in a bag. "I don't think he'll appreciate us asking questions when Potter's life and the life of their children are at risk."

Elisabeth nodded. "Yes sir. Shall we report back to Kingsley that we have the person who is probably responsible for the poisoned victims?"

"Yes, let's do that." Thomas nodded and Apparated, Elisabeth following swiftly.

"Fuck, fuck, this is not good." Draco muttered and raced up the stairs to their bedroom, after having made sure that Teddy would stay put for the moment on the couch in the living room. A house elf was looking after him to make sure he wouldn't lose consciousness.

He threw the door open and rushed over to the bed and laid Harry down carefully. Harry's face was quickly turning very pale, even paler than Draco's skin. Even in his unconsciousness his face was contorting with pain and his body trembled with contractions.

Draco pulled his hands back and pushed back a sob when his hands came back red with Harry's blood.

"Draco, go wash that blood away. It doesn't suit you." A dreamy voice alerted him to another presence in the room and he spun around, coming face to face with Luna.

"How did you get in here?" He asked startled and lowered his wand that he had drawn instinctively.

Luna blinked and walked past him, sinking down on the bed next to Harry. "Harry's fire spirit warned me of course." She replied and hummed distracted when she put her hands on Harry's hard stomach. "So I came here because the spirit told me that Harry needs help."

"Do you think you can save Harry and our baby?" Draco asked, his voice trembling a bit. He tried to tone down his hope in case something went wrong. He knew what that hard stomach and all that blood meant: Harry's body was forced into contractions and there was a big chance that the baby wouldn't make it. The baby was still too young to be born right now. It wouldn't survive out of Harry's body.

Draco clenched his hands against his sides. He didn't know where he should direct his anger at: at Creevey for hurting Harry and almost killing Teddy, or Harry himself for ignoring his wish to stay inside. If Harry just had stayed inside when he told him to, none of this would have happened. Harry wouldn't be struggling to survive and the baby wouldn't be in danger of dying because Harry's body was forced into labour. Rationally he knew that he shouldn't be angry at Harry, especially not on a time like this, but it was so hard to not be angry at him. Why hadn't he stayed inside? Why did he have to play the bloody hero again? Had it been that much to ask him to stay inside? Hadn't he thought at all about their baby's safety?

"Harry is stubborn and your baby is too. I think I can save your baby." Luna interrupted his thoughts and he looked at her wide eyed. She looked back at her hands that were glowing blue. "Why don't you go to little Teddy? He's scared now; he needs you."

"Eh, yes, I go … do that." Draco murmured in a daze and after rubbing the blood of his hands with a towel, he ran downstairs, startling the house elf that was trying to get Teddy to drink something.

"Master Draco, little master Teddy not wanting Tinky to help him." Tinky said, wringing her little hands nervously, her large floppy ears hanging down in distress.

"That's alright, Tinky. I'll take it over from here." Draco assured her and the house elf popped away after casting a last anxious look at the shivering boy on the couch.

"Let me check on you, okay?" Draco murmured softly and kneeled down in front of the trembling boy. "Accio medical kit."

For a while it was silent while Draco tended to Teddy's wounds. He cleaned up the cuts and disinfected them and put Fast Bruise Healing on the bruises that had started to appear. After quickly treating the wounds on his body, Draco checked for internal wounds and was relieved to find that there were none serious life threatening; Teddy had one cracked rib and a sprained ankle, but nothing really bad. Noticing how Teddy was grabbing his head and trying to focus his eyes on him, Draco summoned a Headache potion and gave it to the boy, together with a Calming Draught.

"Your rib is going to feel sore for a few days, but the potion I gave you will quickly heal your rib." Draco muttered and spelled pajamas on the shivering boy together with a heavy blanket. "You need to be careful with your sprained ankle, but that should heal soon too."

"How is dad?" Teddy's small voice squeaked and he coughed a bit.

Draco sighed and leant back on his feet, staring at the doorway. "I'm not sure, Teddy." He told him softly. "Lovegood is with him now and she said she'll be able to help him. We can only trust her to tell the truth."

"And … and the baby? What's going to happen to the baby?" Teddy asked, staring at the floor in shame. He couldn't believe what a mess he made. And all because he was so stupid to leave the house and hurt his dad.

Draco bit his lip and stared at Teddy who didn't dare to look at him. "I really don't know." He whispered. "To be honest, it doesn't look good."

Teddy flinched.

"Harry's body went into shock and now he's trying to fight for both his life and the baby's. I wish I could tell you that the baby will survive, but I can't. I really don't know what will happen with the baby."

"If the baby is born tonight, will he … will he survive?" Teddy dared to ask. His whole body felt like lead and his stomach was heavy with guilt. It would be his fault if the baby didn't survive; how would he ever be able to repair his relationship with his dad if he was indirect responsible for the death of his baby?

"Babies in a male pregnancy can only survive at the end of the eight month." Draco took a deep breath, trying to hold his tears back. He had to be strong for his family now; if need be, he could break down later in his own room. "Harry isn't eight months far yet. I'm sorry, Teddy, but with what happened, I don't know if …" He shook his head. "Lovegood is convinced that both Harry and our baby will survive so we just have to trust her. Harry told me he trusts her with his life, so we should too."

"I'm sorry, Draco." Teddy whimpered and curled up in a ball. "I didn't mean for dad or the baby to get hurt. I only wanted to make dad happy. I'm so sorry." He began to shake and tears started to roll down his cheeks.

He wished he could confine to Draco how sorry he really was for hurting his dad and the baby inside of him, but he couldn't find the right words. He didn't know how to apologize right.

He was shocked when he felt two warm strong arms wrapping around him and bringing him on a hard lap, his head being softly coaxed on a harsh breathing chest.

"Sssst, it isn't your fault." Draco murmured, rocking him back and forth. "You couldn't have known what would happen. It's that bastard's fault for hurting you so much. It isn't your fault."

"B-but if I hadn't be-been there, da-dad wouldn't ha-have got-gotten hurt." Teddy cried, his hands curling up against his own chest, not daring to hug Draco back.

Why was he so nice to him? Why wasn't he furious with him and screaming at him? Wasn't it his fault that his dad was so hurt now? Why didn't Draco blame him?

He stiffened when a pale clammy hand pulled his chin up and he looked right into shimmering grey eyes. With a shock Teddy realized that Draco was trying to hold back tears.

"Do you know why your dad was there?" Draco asked, a weird urgent tone in his voice.

Teddy hiccuped. "I-I don't know."

"Because he loves you." Draco continued. "He loves you so much that he couldn't bear the thought that you would be hurt by that mad man. That's why he went to get you. He doesn't want to lose you, Teddy. Even if you were never kidnapped and had just run away, Harry would have searched till the end of the world to find you. He wouldn't have stopped before he had you in his arms. You're his son, Teddy; it doesn't matter to him if you have his blood or not. He loved you from the moment he got you. He would never give you up. Do you believe me? He loves you too much to let you go."

It was as if light finally found him. Teddy sobbed harder and buried his face in Draco's neck, soaking his shirt with his tears. Any doubt that his dad had only loved him out pity or because he had to, had vanished. Draco was right; would his dad really have gone through so much trouble to get him back, especially in the condition he was in, if he didn't love him? Would it matter that much if they didn't share blood?

Teddy loved him like a son would love his dad, so why would it be impossible to believe that his godfather would be able to love him like a father would?

"Do you believe me, Teddy?" Draco asked softly, stroking his hair and rubbing his back.

Teddy nodded and hiccuped again.

"Good." Draco smiled weakly. "You need to go rest, alright? A lot of things happened today and I know you must be tired."

"But I don't want to rest! I want to stay here with you and wait until dad wakes up." Teddy snivelled, rubbing his eyes. A handkerchief entered his vision and he accepted it gratefully.

"I'm sure your dad would be angry at me if I didn't let you rest." Draco smiled faintly, stroking back Teddy's black hair. "I promise you that I will wake you up immediately when Harry opens his eyes."

"Really?" Teddy asked and blew his nose.

"Really." Draco nodded.

"Alright then." Teddy murmured reluctantly. His eyes started to feel heavy and he felt his head drooping a bit.

"Good boy." Draco whispered and stood up with him on his hip, bringing him up to his room. He laid the boy down in his bed and tucked him in, giving him a kiss on his forehead. "You need to take this Dreamless Potion, okay? This will make sure that you won't have any nightmares."

Teddy nodded and grimaced when he swallowed the potion.

Draco accepted the empty vial and closed the curtains, darkening the room in the process.

"Sleep well." He said softly.

Teddy nodded meekly and closed his eyes, slowly relaxing in his bed as the potion took effect.

Draco closed the door softly behind him and leant against it with a huge sigh, clenching and unclenching his hands.

When he was ensured he wouldn't have a breakdown soon, he walked further until he reached the closed door of his bedroom. The room where Harry was.

Draco hesitated, his hand on the doorknob. Would it be alright to enter it? Or would he disturb Lovegood if he entered the room now?

He jumped two feet in the air when the door suddenly flew open and he hastily stepped back.

Luna smiled dreamily at him, but her smile acquired a creepy quality when Draco noticed the blood on her hands.

"Lovegood?" He asked sharply, eyeing her warily.

The blonde woman blinked. "Draco." She smiled and studied her bloody hands with a morbid fascination before she grabbed her wand and cleaned her hands.

"And? How did it go? How are they? Is Harry alright? And the baby? Did the baby survive?" Draco fired his questions rapidly, barely taking a pause to breathe.

Luna tapped her wand against her hand, little blue sparks shooting out of it. "It was difficult." For the first time since Draco knew her, her voice had taken a serious tone and he immediately tensed. Luna being serious – did this mean bad news? "Harry's magic was working very hard to keep him and your baby alive, but because the baby was taken up almost all Harry's magic, I had to give him some of my magic to compensate. Harry lost a lot of blood too so I had to give him Blood Replenishing potions. They both stood on the edge for a while."

"And now? How are they now?" Draco resisted the urge to fidget.

"They are both alive and alright now." Luna answered and he sighed in relief.

Suddenly his legs gave out and he sagged down against the wall, not caring that his image of untouchable and cool Malfoy was shattered now. "Thank Merlin." He muttered and closed his eyes, laughing weakly.

"But I need to monitor both of them for the rest of the night to make sure that nothing will happen and Harry is on bed rest for the remainder of his pregnancy. I don't trust his body to be able to carry through the pregnancy if he walks around like usual." Luna told him, putting her wand in her pocket.

"Can I see him?" Draco asked hopefully.

"He isn't awake now." She warned him, her blue eyes looking at him with sympathy.

"I know that, but I just want to be with him now." Draco replied and stood up.

She hummed and the air around her cleared up significantly. "Go on, I'm going to warn Severus that it is safe to come here now." She murmured and skipped away before Draco could utter his surprise at hearing her say that.

He shook his head; really why was he still surprised at anything Lovegood did?

The door creaked a bit when he opened it and he made a mental note to ask one of the house elves to oil it. The curtains were drawn almost completely, leaving only a small trail of sunlight to light up the room.

Softly Draco walked over to the bed and sank down on it, grabbing Harry's hand after a moment of hesitating. His other hand trailed over Harry's bulging stomach, hidden underneath the thin blanket. There was no movement in Harry's stomach, but Draco reminded himself to trust Lovegood. She had said they were fine, so they had to be fine.

Harry laid very still; only his chest moved in the rhythm of his breathing. His cheeks had regained some colour and the blood had disappeared. Either Lovegood had used some very powerful cleaning spells or she had changed the sheets quickly. Harry's rose lips were slightly opened and a few strands of his hair swayed every time he exhaled.

Draco took a shuddering breath and suddenly it was as if a dam had broken. His shoulders shook with the force of his sobs and tears streamed freely over his cheeks.

"Merlin, Harry, don't ever do that again." He whispered through his sobs and his grip on Harry's slender hand tightened. "You don't know how afraid I was to lose you, Teddy and our baby. Do you know how scared I got when I opened the door to find you gone? Damn it, Harry!" He suddenly hissed and glared at his unconscious lover. "When I tell you to stay put, you fucking stay put! You don't sneak out of the house without warning me and risking your life and that of our baby in the progress. You could have died today – did that ever occur to you?" He snapped, not caring that Harry wasn't awake to hear him. He needed to let this out now before he lost his mind. "Of course that didn't occur to you." He continued bitterly. "Because you're the famous Harry Potter who can't be harmed. Well, guess what: you're not immortal, you're not a superhero. It's not your job to rescue everybody. Seriously, it's not that hard to stay at the sidelines once in a while. You should try it some time." He sneered, breathing heavily. "Well, the only good thing that came out of your suicidal stupidity is that Teddy finally believes you love him. But I swear to Merlin, Potter, that if you ever pull a stunt like that again, you're going to be locked up for the rest of your life. And don't think I'm joking. I would do that, if it made sure you would be safe."

Draco sighed and conjured up a handkerchief, drying his face and blowing his nose. "God damned Potter, making me cry like a baby." He muttered darkly and stood up, carefully climbing over Harry's relaxed body to stretch out beside him, slipping an arm underneath his back and pulling himself closer to his lover.

"When you wake up and there's no danger to the baby, you're going to get it for real." He swore and pressed his lips tight together. He sighed again and tried to relax his strained muscles.

Harry's body was warming up again and Draco felt himself getting sleepy which he tried to fight. He had to make sure that Severus got correctly informed about what happened exactly, because he didn't trust Lovegood to do the job well; he still had to talk with the Aurors and find out about the motives of Creevey. He should be near Teddy to make certain the boy didn't suffer in his sleep …

He should … he should …

Draco's eyes closed and his breathing evened out.

Someone was shaking his shoulder and it was starting to annoy him.

"Get up, brat. We need to talk." A voice hissed and the shaking got rougher.

"I'm up, I'm up." Draco muttered annoyed and shot up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "What?" He asked and blinked when Severus stood next to the bed with a frown on his face. "Severus?"

"No, the tooth fairy." Severus sneered. "Of course I'm Severus."

"So Lovegood managed to contact you?" Draco asked surprised and looked over at Harry, who was still sleeping. "How late is it?"

"It's nine in the evening and both little rascals are awake and very worried about their daddy and papa." Severus sneered and stepped back, making room for Draco to climb out of the bed without disturbing Harry. "Miss Lovegood is staying with them at the moment, holding them back from storming up to this room."

Draco laughed nervously and carefully maneuvered around Harry, leaning with his hands on both sides of Harry's head and swinging his right leg over Harry's legs, holding still above him when Harry murmured something inaudibly and his head turning on his left side before falling silent again. Draco breathed out in relief and finished climbing over him, tugging his clothes lower to straighten out the wrinkles on his shirt.

"Come on, your son wants you to explain why his daddy isn't awake to see him and why Teddy has red eyes from crying." Severus muttered and slipped out of the room soundlessly.

Draco rubbed his neck tiredly, but followed his godfather after casting another glance at his lover.

"Papa!" Scorpius came running to him, stretching his arms out when Draco entered the room. Teddy was curled up against Luna who was stroking his hair and looking out of the window at the stars brightening up the sky.

"Hey, sweetie." Draco muttered and picked up his son, burying his face in the light blond hair, taking comfort in the familiar flower smell of Scorpius.

"What's wrong with daddy? Why is Teddy sad? Where is daddy? Why are you sad, papa?" Scorpius chattered, placing his two little hands on Draco's cheeks, leaning back to look at his papa worried.

Slowly Draco walked over to the couch and sat down, relaxing against the back of the couch. He placed Scorpius on his lap and glanced at Teddy. "Are you feeling a bit better?" He asked softly.

Teddy made a non committal sound and shrugged.

Suddenly Luna pushed Teddy towards Draco, who quickly tugged him to his side to avoid him falling off the couch.

"I'm going to check on Harry." She said in her dreamy tone and almost seemed to float out of the room.

"Check on? Is daddy sick?" Scorpius asked, cocking his head to the right.

"Scorpius, something happened today." Draco began carefully. Teddy snuggled closer to him and hid his face in his shoulder, his shoulders trembling a bit. "A bad man took Teddy away and daddy went after him to get Teddy back."

Scorpius gasped horrified and stared wide eyed at Teddy. "That was very bad of that man!"

"It was." Draco nodded and began to caress Teddy's back to soothe him. "But both Teddy and daddy got hurt so while Teddy got healed easily, daddy has to rest in bed until the baby is born."

This time Teddy's head shot up too. "Until the baby is born?" He squeaked. "Is it that bad?"

"No, no, Luna managed to heal both the baby and daddy, but she wants to make sure that daddy doesn't overexert himself so he has to stay in bed until the birth."

"But daddy is going to be okay?" Scorpius asked with a trembling lower lip and a tearful gaze.

Draco nodded. "Don't worry, daddy will be okay." He hugged the blond boy to his chest.

"Are you okay too?" Scorpius asked Teddy and surprised them all by taking Teddy's hand and rubbing over it.

Teddy blinked and cocked his head to the left. "Yeah, I'm okay." He muttered slowly and briefly glanced at his hand trapped between Scorpius' smaller ones. For once he didn't make an attempt to remove the hands.

"Well, I think it's time for bed for you two." Severus announced and strode forward.

"But I want to see daddy." Scorpius pouted.

Severus shook his head. "Your daddy is sleeping now. You can see him in the morning. If you go to sleep now, morning will come soon and you want to see your daddy soon, don't you?" He added when Scorpius opened his mouth to protest.

Scorpius pouted harder, but nodded. He kissed Draco's cheek and tugged at Teddy's hand. "Come on, Teddy, you can sleep with me in my bed. That will keep the nightmares away." He chirped and without waiting for the boy's answer, he started to drag him away. "Good night, papa, uncle Sev."

"Good night, Scorpius, Teddy." Draco smiled weakly.

Teddy was emotionally too tired to kick up a fuss and just accepted the little boy's invitation. He was just glad to rest again.

"Well, it seems that Potter managed to make a mess again." Severus observed quietly and sat down on the chair across from Draco.

Draco sighed and ranked his hands through his hair, thoroughly messing it up further. "I told him to stay inside, but of course he didn't listen. Why would he? He's Harry bloody Potter." He murmured darkly and tugged at some strands.

"You knew what you would get yourself in too when you decided to pursue him." Severus pointed out and crossed his legs.

"Yes, I did, but I was under the impression that Harry wouldn't have been stupid enough to risk both his life and that of the baby when he knew he couldn't take on Creevey with his weakened magic." Draco replied bitterly.

"Wait, Creevey? Dennis Creevey?" Severus asked sharply and his body tensed. "Are you sure it was him?"

"What was left of him, anyway." Draco answered. "It looked as if some kind of animal got to him. Not that I complain – I wished I just would have gotten there sooner so that I could teach that asshole what happens when you mess with a Malfoy's family member."

"I can't believe it was that stupid little boy." Severus murmured shocked. "What were his reasons? If I remember correctly – and my memory never fails – he was smitten with Potter in his school years. Together with that camera maniac of his brother."

"I don't know what made him snap. He was unconscious when I got there, Harry was unconscious too and the Aurors took him away. I expect they will contact us later." Draco sighed.

"Are you going to talk with Potter about his suicidal decision?" Severus studied his face, his black eyes sharp.

"Of course." Draco frowned and started tapping his fingers against his leg. "He doesn't get away with this easily. He brought himself to the verge of death. He'll be lucky if I let him go out now." He added darkly.

"Well, I'm glad that at least one of you two has the common sense." Severus sneered and stood up. "I think it will be prudent to retire now. No doubt the conversation you're going to have with Potter tomorrow will drain you, so it is best to rest now."

"I guess you're right." Draco groaned and stood up, stretching. "Are you going to stay the night here, or go back to your place?"

"I'll stay the night here, in case Miss Lovegood needs potions." Severus replied neutrally and walked out of the room, up the stairs to the room especially reserved for him for the rare nights he stayed over.

Draco rolled his shoulders to get an irritating knot out of it and extinguished the fire, closing the big door behind him. His shoes made a light tapping sound on the marble staircase and an house elf hastily lit the candles on the hallway where his room was to make sure he didn't stumble in the dark.

He had decided earlier on that he would spend the night in one of the many guest rooms in case Lovegood needed to tend to Harry and he didn't want to be in her way. Still, he knocked on the closed door and opened it, seeing Lovegood sitting on the windowsill, looking out at the sky with childish wonder on her face. She turned to face him when she heard the door opening.

"Draco, it's a beautiful night, isn't it?" She smiled and pointed at the bright stars and the half full moon.

"I guess." Draco shrugged and looked over at Harry, who was now lying half on his side, one of his arms hugging his stomach. "Will he be alright?" He asked worried.

"Of course he'll be. He and your baby have strong spirits." Lovegood replied confident.

"If you say so." Draco murmured hesitatingly.

"Go and get some rest, Draco. You will need it for tomorrow." She murmured and turned back to face the sky.

Draco nodded and with one last longing look at Harry, he closed the door softly behind him and made his way to Scorpius' room where he found his son and Teddy curled up against each other in the bed. He smiled when he saw that Scorpius had kept clinging to Teddy's hand while crushing one of his stuffed dolls to his chest. Their pets Dagda and Ivory were sleeping at their feet and Draco grimaced when Ivory opened his shining eyes and stared at him before going back to sleep. Dagda just purred weakly for a moment before falling silent again.

Feeling reassured that Teddy didn't seem to have a nightmare, he walked up another staircase and grabbed the first doorknob he found and and slipped into the dark room, falling into the bed that was situated right next to the door. How convenient.

He had enough strength left to switch his clothes with some pajamas and fell into a dreamless slumber.

21st of July

Harry groaned when light started to shine on his face and he threw his arm on his eyes to protect them against the spearing light. Why hadn't he closed the curtains entirely last night?

He blinked and frowned. What did he do last night? He abruptly threw his arm down and stared at the ceiling horrified when memories of the night before flashed through his mind and made him relive every moment. Dennis Creevey. Dennis was the killer, Dennis was his kidnapper, had injected the potion in him and had tried to kill both him and Teddy. And all because he thought he had to get revenge.

Harry breathed out slowly, focusing on staying calm. Obviously Dennis hadn't succeeded in killing him because he was still alive and he remembered Teddy shouting his name when he fainted. He had fainted. Because of the sharp pain in his stomach.

His hands flew to his stomach in panic and he gasped, trying to feel his baby move. The baby couldn't have died, right? The baby had survived – he had to. He would never forgive himself if he had lost the baby this late in his pregnancy.

He sat up and his hands travelled over his big stomach, his panic rising with every second that passed without any movement of his baby.

"No, this can't be happening." He murmured and pressed down on his side, almost crying in relief when a faint kick greeted him. The baby was still alive. He hadn't had a miscarriage.

"You shouldn't panic too much, Harry. That isn't good for you." A light voice scolded him and he whipped his head around to face a staring Luna.

"Luna? What are you doing here?" He asked shocked, sitting straight up against the pillows.

Luna walked over to him and raised her wand above his belly, casting charms on it to check the baby's vitals. "Your spirit came to warn me yesterday that you needed help. You lost a lot of blood and your magic was having troubles with keeping you both alive so I assisted you with giving you some of my magic." She explained, nodding satisfied when the spells came back positive.

"The baby is okay?" Harry asked worriedly, his hands flying back to his stomach.

She nodded. "Yes, he's healthy. Your body had already gone into labour from all the stress you had to endure, but I managed to stop the bleeding and stop the labour pains. However, you are put on bed rest until the baby is born."

"Bed rest? For two months?" Harry repeated weakly.

"Yes, I can't have you overexerting yourself. I won't be able to help you if you go into labour again too soon." Luna replied seriously.

"Guess I shouldn't have expected anything else." Harry murmured and gazed at his stomach in sorrow. "Please tell me that Teddy is okay. How is he? He isn't too hurt, is he?" He asked fearfully, flinching when he remembered Teddy's shrieks of pain.

"He's alright. Draco fixed him up. He has some cracked ribs and a sprained ankle, but nothing that some potions and rest won't cure. The boys are still sleeping now, but they will be up later to greet you." Luna said gently. "They are very worried about you." She walked over to her bag and hosted it up on her shoulder.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked surprised, but was too happy to hear that his godson wouldn't suffer any consequences of that terrible afternoon. It was bad enough he had to go through it – he didn't need any reminders of that fight.

"I'm going to check upon you weekly, but for now, you need to talk with Draco." Luna pointed to the closed door. "He's waiting outside so that he can talk to you. Rest well, Harry; I'll see you in a week."

"Bye, Luna. Thanks for helping me." Harry smiled weakly.

"My pleasure." She beamed and skipped out of the room.

Harry swallowed and bowed his head when Draco entered the room. The door closed and a heavy silence descended on them, making Harry feel like he would suffocate any moment.

Eventually he couldn't take the accusatory glare of Draco anymore and he murmured, "I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? You're sorry?" Draco repeated incredulously. "Is that all you have to say for yourself?"

"What do you want me to say?" Harry whispered, his hands clenching the sheets.

"How about 'I'm sorry, Draco, for being such a stubborn dick and bringing both my life and that of our baby in danger. It won't happen again.'" Draco replied sarcastically and started to pace up and down like a caged lion.

Harry kept silent, not knowing how to respond, but understanding that he deserved everything Draco decided to throw at him. He had acted exceptionally stupid yesterday. It wouldn't surprise him if Draco decided he had enough of him. Harry swallowed with difficulty at that thought and his knuckles got white when he tightened his grip. He didn't want to leave Draco; not after knowing how it felt like to be really loved by someone, to be wanted and longed after like Draco did. But he had screwed up big time now.

"Do you know how terrified I've been all day yesterday?" Draco began in a low voice, venom slipping into it. "First I discover that you left this house, even though I explicitly told you not to go anywhere near that asshole and when I finally find you, Creevey is half mauled, Teddy hysterical and all bruised and cut up and you unconscious in a pool of your own blood, at the point of losing our baby." He took a deep breath. "I can assure you that I've never been that scared in my whole life. I was afraid that Teddy had serious internal bleeding and that you would lose the baby or die too. Merlin, Harry, how could you have been so stupid? You knew you're weak from the pregnancy, you knew you couldn't possibly fight him on your own! What made you think it was such a great idea to leave?" He snapped and finally stood still to stare at Harry.

"I – I didn't want to lose Teddy." Harry whispered and looked up, trying to hold back tears. "I know it was wrong of me to leave this house and I know I've been incredibly stupid. I – I just … I just wanted to make sure that I didn't lose Teddy. I don't want to lose him, Draco. He is my first real family. He is one of the few who didn't betray me or want me because of my money. He loves me like he would love his real dad and I love him like my own son. I just couldn't bear the thought that I would lose him." He took a shuddering breath. "I would have gladly trade my life if it meant him being safe."

Draco sank down on the bed, but made sure not to touch Harry. "Don't think for one moment that I don't know how much you care for him. I care for him too – hell I love him like my own son! And I would have wanted nothing else but to search for him and show that murdering son of a bitch what happened when you messed with a Malfoy. But I didn't, because I knew it wouldn't do any good. Did you know that it was only because of the tracking charm I placed on you a month ago that we managed to find you? I don't want to think about what would have happened if you hadn't that charm on you." He shivered and turned his head to stare out of the window. "I love you, Harry, more than I ever thought was possible, but you crossed the line here. The least you could have done was respect my order to stay inside."

Harry nodded remorsefully and stared at the blue sheets. Did this mean what he thought it meant? "Do you want me to leave?" He asked, choking back a sob.

Draco stared at him. "What?"

"I will leave if you want. I understand that you won't want me after what happened… I'm sure we can work something out with regards to the baby. I wouldn't cut you out of his life, of course." Harry replied, biting his lip hard.

"Are you really that stupid? Why in hell would I want you to leave?" Draco growled and grabbed his shoulders.

Harry stared at him confused, searching his face for a trace of a lie. Draco wanted him to leave, right? He didn't really want him to stay – not after all the trouble he caused him. "Why wouldn't you? I've done nothing but bring you trouble since we met again. I completely understand it if you don't want to see me after this again."

The harsh kiss took him by surprise and before Harry could respond properly, Draco had pulled back again to glare at him.

"Damn it, Potter, don't be so stupid! Of course I don't want you to leave! Haven't you listened to me? I love you, god damn it. I would be stupid to give you up."

"But …" Harry stared at him confused, his hands now lying limply on the sheets.

"Of course I'm disappointed with you at the moment and Merlin only knows how furious I am, but I still love you. That won't ever change. It's just …" Draco took a deep breath and looked right into troubled emerald green eyes. "I just don't know whether I can trust you to stay here and be safe. I don't know if I can take it again if you decide to go on a hero trip again. I don't want to lose you, Harry. I almost have no family left and I'll be damned if I lost one of the few I still have."

"I'm really sorry, Draco." Harry whispered through choked sobs.

"I know you are. But at this moment, after what happened yesterday, I don't know if I can still trust you." Draco replied sadly and removed his hands from Harry's shoulders.

"I really fucked up now, didn't I?" Harry murmured and a few teardrops fell on the silk sheets.

"We all fuck up, Potter; the only difference is that there are serious consequences when you fuck up." Draco sighed and brought his hand to Harry's face to remove the tears.

"I love you, Draco." Harry stared at him, gripping the hand against his face and holding it between his.

"And I love you too." Draco whispered. "We just have to work on the trust issue and we'll be alright again. I won't let you go, Harry. You and Teddy are my family now." He brought his hand on top of Harry's bulging stomach, caressing it lovingly. "And this baby will soon belong to our family too. Merlin, he's going to have a weird family."

Harry laughed through his tears and clasped a free hand around Draco's neck bringing him closer to push his lips against his softly, kissing him, trying to confine all his love and longing in that one kiss. Draco shifted until he lied between Harry's spread legs, careful to keep his weight of Harry's stomach, kissing him back passionately.

At that moment neither didn't care that they would need time to rebuild the trust between them again or that they still had to face Creevey. They were together again and they wouldn't let go of each other for as long as they could.

At that moment the air was filled with promises of a loving future together with all three of their sons.

AN2: I had forgotten how fluffy the ending of this chapter was ... So only two more chapters to go - next Friday the epilogue will be posted :) (Well there's still a sequel planned)

I hope you liked it! Please leave a review behind with your thoughts! See you all next Tuesday

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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