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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
- 43
- 44
- 45
Author's note: Almost the end ...

Thanks to the following reviewers: Claudia; delia cerrano; aww; unneeded (they are slowly working on it); bcjink

Warnings: the birth will happen here (and as the poll on fanfiction decided: natural birth won. It's a small scene but thought I would warn you); a bit of angst and fluff

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 44

22nd of July, seven months pregnant

"Can we interrogate him?" Thomas asked the Healer responsible for Creevey.

The man's tag on his chest read Richard Newstone and he was probably around his fifties, his dark brown hair starting to grey. He had soft brown eyes and wrinkles around his eyes; he was tall with broad shoulders and looked stern enough that nobody dared to question his decisions.

Richard frowned and looked up from his clipboard. "I'd rather you wait a while more. He's still recovering from his severe wounds. It still amazes me that he managed to survive those bites."

"Is he conscious?" Thomas pressed on stubbornly. He had worked together with Harry before and to know that the killer had been after Harry's godson and then managed to make him go into early labour was enough to make him pissed off. For all he cared, Creevey was on the verge of dying – as long as he got his confession he was happy. But he would be very satisfied to drag the sorry bastard to the court room and hear his punishment. He couldn't decide which punishment would be more gratifying: the Kiss or lifelong imprisonment with Dementors as his guards.

"Well yes, he woke up just an hour ago." Richard replied warily and frowned.

"Can he talk?"

"I suppose so, but he's still in pain."

"Mister Newstone, this is the man who poisoned women, men and children and killed some of them. He kidnapped the godson of Harry Potter and currently Potter is fighting for his life and that of the baby. All because of that asshole in there." Thomas nodded towards the closed door where Creevey was placed. "Do you really think I care one bit if that fucker is in pain? I need his confession and if he's well enough to talk, he can give me that. Afterwards I'm leaving with the confession and when his wounds are healed enough, he will be transferred to Azkaban to wait for his trial to start."

Richard opened his mouth, presumably to protest again, but Thomas cut him off.

"Listen we can argue here for a while longer and I can get the permission of the Minister himself, but rest assured I will get that permission."

Richard glared at him. "Fine, you can talk to him. Be sure not to send him in cardiac arrest."

"Because that would be such a shame." Thomas muttered sarcastically, but nodded towards his partner Elisabeth who walked down the hallway after having talked to one of the Aurors stationed at the corner to avoid someone helping Creevey escape.

"Do we have permission?" She asked surprised. She had thought they wouldn't manage to talk to Creevey for another week with the severity of his wounds.

"Yes, so let's go." Thomas said, feeling antsy and quickly entered the sterile hospital room without knocking.

Creevey looked up when the door opened and he stiffened when he recognized the Auror robes. He was all bandaged up. The Healers hadn't been able to rescue his hand, so there was just a bandage wrapped around the stomp of his arm. His other arm where the wolf had taken a bite out of it was heavily wrapped in gauze but the Healers had told him that they were confident they would be able to restore his skin.

His head was also bandaged up from the nasty encounter he had had with the sharp rock. All in all, he had looked better.

"So, Mister Creevey, I'm sure you know why we are here." Thomas began and Elisabeth locked the door and casted a silencing spell on it to avoid other people listening in.

"You need my confession, right?" Dennis smirked, his eyes still possessing that insane glint.

"Glad you are smart enough to realize that." Thomas said coldly. He conjured up a quill and parchment and casted another spell on both the items that would record anything said in the room. He casted another spell on Dennis this time that would allow him to only tell the truth. "Start talking. First off, are you really Dennis Creevey?"

"Yes." Dennis replied.

"Why did you poison all those people?"

"Because I wanted to get revenge on Potter."

Elisabeth frowned. "Did those people have a connection with Mister Potter?"

Dennis looked amused. "No, of course not. I knew his hero complex would let him pursue the case until he caught the attacker and I needed to get his attention."

"Why did you want his attention?"

"He is the reason my brother decided to fight in the last fight too." Dennis spoke icily, his eyes gaining a malicious look. "My brother practically worshipped the ground he walked on and he thought that fighting in the war would gain him Potter's approval and appreciation. He wanted to be entrusted with Potter's friendship." He snorted harshly. "And look where Potter got him in. He died in that fight and while Potter had time enough to visit the graves of that werewolf teacher we had once and his stupid wife and hundreds of other graves, he didn't have the time to visit my grief stricken parents nor time to visit Colin's grave. My mum killed herself because she couldn't take the loss of her son. Potter is the reason why my brother and my mum are dead now." He hissed, clenching his remaining hand, ignoring the burning sensation that shot up his arm due to the movement. "I thought it was only fair if I took his family away as well."

"Is that why you kidnapped his godson?" Thomas asked sharply, disgust clearly showing through on his face.

Dennis laughed harshly. "It wasn't that difficult. The brat was depressed, thinking that his daddy didn't love him anymore." He sneered. "It was pathetically easy to win that boy's trust. He made perfect bait for Potter because I knew he wouldn't let others rescue his godson while he could do it himself."

"Were you aware that he was pregnant?"

"Of course I was aware." Dennis sounded cheerful. "I'm the one who injected the potion in him so that he could get pregnant."

It was silent for a minute after that particular confession.

"You injected the potion in him?" Elisabeth asked shocked. "Why?"

"Why? Isn't that obvious? Everyone knows Potter values family above anything else. When he got together with Malfoy – who is equally fiercely protective of his family – it was like I had won the jackpot. Making Potter loose the baby would be the most tragic event they would experience and coupled with the death of his godson would make Potter mad. Malfoy would leave him when he lost his baby due to his own fault and Potter would be so depressed he would have killed himself." Dennis smiled and the Aurors could do nothing but conclude that this man was crazy. "I wouldn't have to do nothing more than kill his children and he would do the rest on his own. It's a pity I couldn't get a hold of the Malfoy brat – it would have been so much fun to kill that stupid brat too."

"You sick bastard." Elisabeth whispered, clasping a hand in front of her mouth, looking at the man in the bed horrified.

Dennis cocked his head. "Why?" He grinned maliciously. "Tell me something? Did Potter lose that baby? Was he screaming?" He laughed at that thought.

"You're one sick fucker." Thomas whispered and stopped the quill from writing. It was all he could do to hold himself back from cursing that asshole to hell and back. But he knew that if he attacked him, they would use that against him and the fucker would get out with a lighter punishment. That was something he wouldn't give to the bastard. "Come on, Elisabeth, we have the confession now, it's time to finish the case."

The woman nodded, still looking pale and hurried out of the room.

"Oh." Thomas paused at the door and looked at Dennis who looked at him expectantly. "You failed in your mission. Potter is still alive and the baby too. You didn't win anything."

He left with a satisfied smirk when Dennis screamed out in rage.

When Harry woke up the next morning, he found himself curled up against another warm body who was embracing him in his sleep. He smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke the white blond hair out of Draco's face, making his lover scrunch up his nose in his sleep.

He was itching to see his sons again. He had wanted to see them yesterday, but Draco had convinced him to wait a bit longer so that he could rest a bit more. Teddy needed his rest as well. Harry had agreed albeit reluctantly, but now he wanted nothing more than to hold his sons in his arms. He wanted the reassurance that they were both okay.

"What are you thinking about?" A sleep voice called him back from his thoughts and he turned his face to look at Draco, who stared at him with half lidded eyes.

"Good morning." He whispered and gave him a quick kiss on his pale lips.

Draco smiled sleepily. "Good morning to you too." He murmured and sat up, arching his back. "Now what were you thinking about?"

"I was thinking that I want to see my sons; I miss them." Harry confessed and sat up with difficulty due to his big stomach. He petted his stomach when he felt his son kicking in protest.

"Well, I guess I can let them see you." Draco mused, placing his hand on Harry's stomach and caressing it absently. "Scorpius has been anxious to see you and I know that Teddy is out of his mind with worry."

"So why wait longer? Bring them here, I want to see them." Harry sighed and ruffled his hair, taking his glasses of the nightstand.

"Yes, be patient, will you? I'll get them, but you start on your breakfast already." Draco ordered and not sooner had those words left his mouth before a tray filled with a glass of orange juice, a plate with scrambled eggs and bacon and a bowl with yogurt had appeared on the nightstand.

Harry rolled his eyes, but accepted the tray, knowing Draco wouldn't let him see the boys without breakfast in his stomach. He already missed walking downstairs.

Draco walked towards Teddy's room first seeing as he was the closest to their room. He knocked softly on it and entered it, noticing how the lump on Teddy's bed moved before a small head popped out of the blankets, his brown hair all ruffled up in his sleep.

"Draco?" Teddy yawned and rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

"It's eight thirty." Draco replied and sat on the bed. "Your dad woke up now and wants to see you." He smiled.

Teddy froze. "Oh, eh, that's great, but …"

"But what?" Draco frowned, not understanding Teddy's hesitance.

"I'm not feeling too well." The boy whispered, clutching his stomach.

"Do you have a stomach pain?" Draco asked concerned.

Teddy nodded.

"I'm going to give you a potion and you rest here more, alright? When you're feeling well again, you can go to Harry. He misses you." Draco smiled faintly and stood up to retrieve the Stomach ache potion.

Teddy breathed out slowly and shuffled back underneath the sheets. He felt bad for lying, but he couldn't face his dad right now. He still had to find a way to say how sorry he was for hurting him and he was afraid he would screw it up by saying the wrong things. He just needed a bit more time.

After Draco had given Teddy the potion and left him to rest more, he walked further to Scorpius' room. When he entered, he smiled upon seeing his son still fast asleep, curled up in the middle of the bed while the sheets were lying on the floor, kicked off the bed during the course of the night.

He sank down on the bed and stuck out his hand to caress the silky blond hair his son had inherited from him. "Scorpius, it's time to wake up, son." He said softly and had to repeat himself a few times more before Scorpius groaned and his eyes opened, revealing dazed grey eyes.

"Papa?" Scorpius murmured and rubbed his face with his small hands.

"Good morning, Scorpius."

"Good morning, papa." Scorpius yawned and shifted a bit so that he could lie his head on his papa's lap, enjoying the caressing his head received.

"Daddy woke up just now and wants to see you." Papa told him with a warm smile and that was all he had to say before the little blond shot out of bed and ran out the room, full speed towards his parents' bedroom.

Draco stood up and shook his head in wonder. He never knew his son could be that quick. He chuckled and made his way downstairs so that he could get his own breakfast and tell the house elves to send the breakfast of the boys upstairs.

Harry was startled when his door flew open with a loud bang and he just had time enough to shove the empty tray back on the nightstand before a blond blur attached himself to his side, two small arms coming up to hug him tightly.

"Daddy! I missed you!" Scorpius cried out and reached up to give his daddy a kiss on his cheek.

"I missed you too, sweetie." Harry smiled weakly and brought the blond boy closer to him, relishing in the warmth the boy gave off.

"I wanted to see you quicker, but papa told me you and the baby had to rest because my little brother was almost gone." Scorpius began to babble, sitting up. "But then he said that you and little brother will be fine. Is that true, daddy? Are you and little brother okay?"

"Yes, we're okay, sweetheart." Harry smiled reassuringly and stroked the blond hair back. "Your little brother is still staying for two months in my belly."

Scorpius pouted a bit. "I want to see him."

"Well, you have to wait a bit longer for that to happen." Harry laughed.

"Can I say good morning to little brother, daddy?" Scorpius asked shyly and looked up hopefully, his small hands already placed on Harry's stomach.

"Of course you can. I'm sure your little brother will be happy with that." Harry replied smiling warmly and the next thing he knew, Scorpius had bunched up his shirt so that he could place his mouth against Harry's belly to talk, his little hands placed on either side of his head, not wanting to miss any kick his brother would give.

"Ah, he's talking to his brother?" Draco's amused voice made Harry look up and he smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah, he wanted to say good morning to the baby." He replied softly but then frowned. "Where is Teddy exactly? I thought you went to get them both."

"I did, but he's not feeling well. He has stomach pain. I told him to rest a bit more." Draco answered, sitting back down on the bed.

"I hope he'll be fine soon." Harry said worried, placing his hand on the side of his belly.

"I'm sure he will be." Draco replied soothingly but then looked up when the doorbell sounded. "I'm going to look who that is."

When Draco reached the bottom of the staircase, he was surprised to see two Aurors standing in the middle of his hallway, the ones who had helped him two days ago. He could only remember one name of an Auror and that was the red haired man called Will. The other one was the silver haired witch who had been quiet for most of the time.

"What can I do for you?" Draco asked warily.

"We hate to interrupt, but is it possible for Mister Potter to tell us what happened two days ago?" Will asked calmly. "We already have the confession of Creevey; we just need his version and then we will be able to make up a trial against Creevey."

"He's still resting, but I suppose you can talk to him." Draco frowned but led the way to their bedroom.

"Scorpius, these two Aurors need to talk to daddy for a moment. Can you be a good boy and wait outside?" Draco asked his son who looked up with a frown. "Go take your shower. When you're done, you can come back here."

At that promise, Scorpius beamed and after kissing Harry's stomach, he skipped out of the room towards the bathroom.

The woman entered the room first, followed by Will but Draco was stopped by the red haired Auror.

"Sorry, but you can't listen in now." Will apologized.

"Why the hell not?" Draco frowned, his voice stating his annoyance.

"Are you married to him?"

"No."

"Then I'm sorry but unless you're a relative or his spouse, you can't be in the room during the questioning. It's protocol." Will smiled apologetically and closed the door in front of Draco who stood there fuming.

"Protocol, my ass." He growled. "What kind of bullshit is that?"

If only he had already been married to Harry, he could have been in there to support his pregnant lover. He halted at that thought. The only reason he wasn't in there now was because they weren't married yet. Draco wanted to wait with marriage until the baby was born so that Harry wouldn't be too stressed out, but there was nothing that said he couldn't plan the formal wedding before the birth of their son. The formal part wouldn't last too long and would legally bind them together which would destroy the obstacles they would have gone up against if they had went to the trial without a binding ritual. Knowing the protocol, they would probably forbid him from entering the court room too when it was time for Creevey to get his trial all because of one ritual.

Grey eyes gained a glint and Draco rushed off to his office. Harry's birthday was coming up soon and he knew the perfect birthday gift. He just had to send a few quick owls to set everything up.

24th of July

It had been four days since Teddy had last seen his dad and he still hadn't gained the courage to face his dad. He knew he had to face him soon before his dad thought he was mad, but he still had no clue as to how he could apologize properly.

He had managed to evade the visit by complaining that he was tired and not feeling so well, and so far Draco seemed to buy it which made feel Teddy guilty for lying.

During the four days apart and resting in his bed, Teddy had had enough time to think about the baby. After being reassured by Draco that his dad would never stop loving him, he had started to think about the baby. It wouldn't be too long anymore before his dad had to give birth and he realized it would be stupid to hold a grudge against a newborn baby. It wasn't the baby's fault that he was insecure. It had been wrong of him to hate the baby, he understood that. He had tried to imagine his future brother and he had wondered if he could ever be the big brother to the baby like Scorpius seemed already to be. He wanted to … Yes, what did he want? To make his dad proud for one. To make the baby feel proud to be his brother? Was that it? Did he want to be a big brother to the baby?

Teddy pursed his lips and breathed out loudly. Making a decision, he slid out of bed and tiptoed out of his room. It was three p.m. and he knew that this was the moment when his dad took a nap and Draco and Scorpius were downstairs in the garden.

This was the perfect time to do what he wanted.

He softly padded into the darkened room where his dad was fast asleep, lying on his back with one hand placed protectively on the top of his rounded stomach.

Teddy swallowed and the sound seemed loud in the otherwise silent room. He carefully went over to the bed and crawled on top of it, holding his breath when his dad mumbled something underneath his breath before falling quiet again.

Teddy took a deep breath and after staring at his dad's stomach with uncertainty etched on his face, he reached out his hand slowly and put it lightly on the big stomach, touching it for the first time since dad got pregnant.

For a while he felt nothing, until a tiny push against his hand reminded him that there was a real baby living inside his dad, growing and waiting for a chance to be born.

After a moment of hesitating, Teddy opened his mouth. "I don't know how Scorpius does this, this talking to you while he can't even see you, but I give it a try. I'm your big brother Teddy." He paused for a bit before continuing. "I wasn't happy at first with you because you were taking my dad away, but I guess that's stupid right?" He laughed weakly. "So I decided to give you a chance. I don't know how to be a big brother but I guess Scorpius will teach me." A kick was his reply. "I'm sorry that I was so mean to you. If I could, I would take my words back, but I can't." He hung his head down in shame. "So I'm still not as happy as Scorpius, but I think I can learn to be a big brother. I promise you I will do my best to be the best big brother you can have." He took a deep breath and after an awkward moment, where his dad continued sleeping obliviously, he retracted his hand. "So yeah, I'll try to be a better brother from now on." He turned to face his dad and bit his lip. "I'm sorry for hurting you, dad, I didn't mean to." He kissed his dad's cheek before slipping off the bed and leaving silently again. He closed the door behind him and when he turned around, he jumped three feet in the air in shock when he saw uncle Sev leaning against the opposite wall.

"Uncle Sev!" Teddy exclaimed startled.

"Hush, child, before you wake up your dad." Sev admonished him but didn't seem too angry. "Wouldn't it be better if you apologized when your dad is awake?"

Teddy lowered his head. "I don't know if dad will accept my apology." He whispered.

Sev snorted. "Do you really think he won't forgive you, you daft boy? He loves you; he's waiting for you every day to come and see him. You have nothing to worry about."

"You think so?" Teddy asked meekly.

Sev looked at him with a weird look on his face. "I know so. So why don't you wait for your dad to wake up so that you can apologize properly?"

Teddy nodded and smiled weakly.

Sev nodded. "Good, normally he should wake up in an hour so you can speak with him then."

Harry blinked groggily when he woke up and yawned.

"Dad?" A meek voice alerted him to another presence in the room and he shot up in bed, pleasantly surprised to see Teddy standing next to him.

"Teddy! I'm so glad to see you! I missed you!" Harry exclaimed and pulled the boy on the bed, wrapping his arms around him. "How are you feeling? Are you okay? I'm so sorry you got hurt." He whispered and suppressed the tears that threatened to overflow.

"I'm okay, dad." Teddy whispered and pulled back a little. He swallowed and continued: "I'm so sorry for hurting you, dad, I didn't mean all those things I said!" His voice was slightly panicky.

"I know you didn't mean those things, sweetie. We were all worked up that day." Dad said soothingly to his immense surprise and he felt his dad caressing his hair. "I'm just glad you're okay and with me again. I don't ever want to lose you."

"But it was my fault that you almost lost the baby." Teddy said confused. His dad wasn't angry with him?

"It wasn't your fault, Teddy. It was that bad man's fault, but not yours." Dad said firmly, then his eyes softened. "Can you tell me why you thought I wouldn't love you anymore?"

"Because I'm not your real family." Teddy whispered.

"Teddy, that's not true," Harry began but was cut off by the boy.

"It's just that… that baby will be really your son because it shares your blood." Teddy's lower lip quivered. "When someone looks at him, he will see that the baby is your son because he will look like you. I don't look like you unless I change my appearance. I'm afraid that you will like the baby more than me because we don't share blood. I didn't come from your stomach." Teardrops were rolling down his pale cheeks and his shoulders trembled with his sobs.

He was engulfed in a warm strong embrace.

"Teddy, listen to me carefully. You do share my blood." Harry began and placed a finger on Teddy's mouth to shut him up when he wanted to protest. "Listen to me: your mother was a cousin of my godfather Sirius Black which makes her part Black because her mother is a Black. The Blacks were family of the Potters because there have been marriages between them so you do share my blood. And you also share blood with Draco because he is part Malfoy, part Black which makes him your family. So you see, sweetie, you do share my blood. You don't have to come out of my stomach to be my son. You were my son from the moment you were born."

A smile as blinding as the sun broke out on Teddy's tear streaked face and he hugged his dad tightly, repeating the word 'family' over and over again. He had a real family, he really did belong here.

Two hours later, Draco was met with a teary scene when he entered his and Harry's bedroom and saw Teddy curled up against his dad, his hand placed lightly on top of Harry's stomach.

"I love you, Teddy and nothing will change that." Harry swore and kissed the top of Teddy's head.

"I love you too, dad." Teddy replied shyly and snuggled closer to him. He looked down at Harry's stomach and decided that maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to be a big brother.

31st of July

On the day of Harry's birthday, he was greeted by his lover and his two sons with a huge chocolate birthday cake and colourful drawings of Scorpius. Teddy had given him a teddy bear with a sun between his paws and he had explained softly that it was a present for the baby as well which make Harry hug him tightly with teary green eyes. He was so relieved that he had been able to mend the broken relationship between him and Teddy and was ecstatic when Teddy had felt his stomach for the first time to feel the baby kick. He knew Teddy would make a perfect big brother for the baby.

Andromeda had given him a box with his favourite candy but with the warning to not eat it all at once.

Harry was surprised to find a birthday gift from Snape as well. It was small and in a box and when he opened it, he was met with a soft green brooch in the form of a lily.

The note with it was simple.

"Potter, this was the brooch that once belonged to your mother. She wore it on her wedding day and I decided it was time that it was passed on to you for your own wedding day.

Break it and there will be hell to pay.

Sincerely

Severus Snape"

Harry smiled weakly, stroking the smooth cool surface of one of the pale flower petals.

"Thanks." He whispered and put it away carefully.

"Well, my present will be arriving … now." Draco grinned and went downstairs.

Harry frowned and looked at the boys who shrugged at him.

When Draco came back, he had McGonagall following him, dressed in dark green robes with a white rope tied around her waist.

"Madam?" Harry asked astonished. "What are you doing here?"

"Young man, aren't you aware that today you will be bound legally to Mister Malfoy?" Minerva asked, raising a thin eyebrow.

"Legally bound?" Harry's eyes shot to a grinning Draco. "Draco, what's going on?"

"Well, we can't have the actual wedding yet, because we have to wait until the baby is born to avoid additional stress, but there was nothing that said we couldn't have completed the formal ritual before the birth." Grey eyes softened and a tender smile graced his lips. "So I asked the Headmistress if she wanted to bind us together today and she agreed."

"Draco…" Harry gasped.

"I took the liberty of purchasing our rings." Draco smiled. He nodded to Scorpius who was holding them in his hands with a big smile on his face. "Scorpius will be our ring bearer today because he wanted that to be."

"Well, come on, now, we haven't all day." Minerva smiled and drew a circle on the ground with chalk, ushering the other occupants to enter the circle before closing it. Draco had quickly exchanged Harry's sweatpants and shirt for a white long robe, the same he was wearing.

"You really couldn't wait, could you?" Harry scolded him but smiled excitedly, his green eyes shining with happiness.

"Why would I wait longer for a chance to call you Mister Malfoy-Potter?" Draco retorted back smiling. "After this you are mine and no one will ever take you away from me."

"I like how possessive you sound." Harry whispered in his ear but drew back with a blush when Minerva raised an eyebrow at him.

The ritual lasted an hour. At one point, Teddy had to bind a white thin rope around Harry's and Draco's wrists binding their two hands together while a red thin rope was bound loosely around their ankles.

Scorpius reached out to slip a ring on each hand and clapped his hands softly when a bright yellow light surrounded their linked hands, signalizing the beginning of the binding.

"By the powers of magic, I declare you now husband and husband." Minerva smiled and tapped her wand seven times on their linked hands before the ropes fell over. "You may kiss now."

Draco immediately grabbed Harry's chin and pulled it up to him, kissing him hungrily almost devouring him. He felt the magic humming around them, surrounding them, and binding them together fully. The rings heated up for a second before cooling off, leaving a comfortable warmth behind.

"Come on, boys, we have to give them some time." Minerva smiled and ushered Teddy and Scorpius out of the room but not before Teddy managed to reach out to Harry and squeeze his hand with a whispered "I'm happy for you, dad."

That afternoon they made sweet slow love, relishing in the fact that they were now bound together officially and no one would be able to tear them apart. Draco belonged to Harry and Harry belonged to him – it was as simple as that.

After the bonding, the weeks flew by and Harry's stomach grew bigger and bigger until it became almost a mission impossible to get to the toilet on time.

Since that one afternoon, Teddy had spent most of his time with his dad, laughing and talking and chattering about the baby. When Harry had reached his eight month, he had lent a book from Daphne with baby names because he still hadn't a clue as to what to name his son.

To his surprise Teddy had been enthusiastic at the prospect of choosing a name and Harry had searched together with the young boy for a suitable name for the baby.

Luna came by to check the baby's process every week and always left happily.

12th of October

When October reached the country again, it came with a cold harsh wind and lots of rain. Snape had resumed his lessons with the boys since September and the boys were learning more and more about magic now, making them very excited.

Draco was busy with his work, trying to deal with possible complaints and signing contracts with companies that looked promising and would bring the Malfoy name higher. When he wasn't busy with his work, he was busy pampering Harry, whose patience was wearing thin due to the fact that his huge stomach made him uncomfortable. All he wanted was the baby to be born so that he could hold him. He couldn't wait to finally meet the baby that he had carried nine months in his body.

On Saturday, the twelfth of October, Harry had just flushed the toilet when he suddenly froze, feeling warm liquid streaming down his legs. He had been getting cramps all day, ranging from bearable but annoying to full out burning pain that had made his teeth grind together. He had gotten these cramps before and Luna had explained then that his body was practicing for the moment that he went into labour. Due to the fact that he was a man, the birth would go quicker once his water broke, because his anal canal would be formed temporarily in a birth canal, allowing a natural birth.

And now it had begun. His water had broken. He took a deep breath and walked back to his bed, reclining against the pillows. Draco was still busy in his office and Scorpius was taking a bath. Luna was not scheduled to come in today and he had no clue where Teddy was. That left him with asking a house elf to bring Draco to him then with Luna.

Just when he opened his mouth to call a house elf, a hot blinding pain shot up his back and he was barely able to muffle his scream. He clutched his stomach and bit on his lower lip to stop another scream when he felt his insides being pushed around and he could feel his body changing to accommodate the baby. It was indeed going fast.

"Potter, what the hell is going on here?"

His head shot up and he had never been as glad as he was now to see Snape standing in the doorway, his black eyes piercing in his own.

"I thought I heard a scream." Snape continued.

"Ah, ah, that was me." Harry panted and sat up a bit. "My water just broke." He smiled weakly.

Snape stared at him wide eyed. "Your water just broke?" He asked faintly. Harry nodded, clutching the sheets when another contraction hit him like a wave. "Alright, I'm going to alert Draco so that he can get Lovegood here to help you. In the meantime, try to breathe regularly when a contraction comes; it will help you." He advised him and left in a hurry.

Harry did what he was told and tried to steady his breathing when another contraction came up.

"You really are in a hurry to come out, aren't you." Harry smiled weakly and gasped at the hot pain shooting through his stomach.

Draco came rushing in, closely followed by a serene looking Luna who blinked at the sight of a heavy breathing sweaty Harry.

Draco immediately sat down next to Harry, grabbing his hand and stroking back the sweaty black hair. "I'm here, baby." He cooed and kissed his temple, wincing a bit when Harry squeezed with all the power he had during another contraction.

"Severus will stay with the boys until the baby is born." Draco murmured and rubbed Harry's back when the man clutched his stomach.

"Ah ah, that's good." Harry managed to get out before squeezing his eyes shut when another pain golf hit him. God, this was worse than the Cruciatus curse. It felt like he was being ripped in two.

"Alright, Harry, I'll check your progress." Luna smiled and sat down at the end of the bed. "Please lie down and push your legs up." She instructed and waved her wand twice. A thin paper blanket covered Harry's raised legs and he felt his sweatpants being spelled away together with his underwear. If he wasn't in so much pain right now, he would have felt embarrassed to be so exposed to Luna.

"Ah, it won't be so long anymore." Luna beamed. "Just wait another ten minutes and then you can begin to push."

"Do you hear that, Harry?" Draco smiled. "You're nearly there. Just hold on a bit more."

"Hold on, hold on? What the fuck do you think I'm doing here? It's not like I have much of a choice is it?" Harry hissed. "God, you asshole! It's your fault I have so much pain now." He swore. "You can forget ever having sex again, you hear me? You can go use your hand in the future, because you're not going near my body ever again!"

"You don't mean that." Draco smiled.

"Just wait and see, Malfoy." Harry hissed.

"Just try to relax, it will help." Draco proposed and winced again when Harry squeezed his hand brutally.

"How the hell am I supposed to relax when a baby is trying to come out of my body?" Harry snarled. "You get knocked up and give birth and we'll see if you can relax then!"

"Alright, Harry it's time to push." Luna said and looked at him with her bright blue eyes. "When I say push, push as hard as you can. When I say stop, you stop and get a bit of rest before we start again. Try to push along with the contraction. Alright, start pushing."

Harry groaned and the muscles in his neck and lower back tensed up heavily when he started to push. He was squeezing Draco's hand harshly but the blond didn't seem to mind, only encouraging to push harder.

"Stop." Luna said.

Harry fell back in the bed and breathed harshly. Sweat was rolling down his face mingled with some tears of pain. He wanted this to be over, the baby had to get out now. He didn't know how much longer he could take the intense pain.

"We're almost there, Harry. I can see his head." Luna smiled. "Start pushing again."

Harry pushed with everything he had in him and Luna was murmuring encouraging words at him.

"Yes, that's it, almost there. I have the shoulders already, give one big push."

The loud cry of a baby was the sweetest thing Harry had ever heard. His body went through one minor contraction to expel his womb and he fell back in the pillows, trying to regain his breath.

"Here is your beautiful healthy boy." Luna beamed and after cleaning the baby, she folded a blanket around him and handed him over to a teary eyed Draco.

There was wonder on Draco's face when he looked at his newborn son. He had his pale translucent skin, but the black hair of Harry. The nose and chin were Harry's too. He didn't know the colour of the eyes yet, but Draco was certain that this was the most beautiful baby he had ever seen, except for his own sons.

"Let me see him." Harry said with a raspy voice and Draco handed the precious bundle to him, coming to sit next to him.

Harry smiled weakly. "He's so beautiful." He whispered and stroked the baby's cheek with his finger.

"That he is." Draco agreed and kissed Harry's forehead. "I'm so proud of you, baby. You did wonderful."

Harry smiled and kissed him back. "I love you."

"I love you too."

When Luna opened the door, two boys came running in, coming to a halt when they saw the bundle in their dad's arms.

"Is that our brother?" Scorpius asked in awe.

Draco pulled them both on the bed so that they could take a good look at their new brother.

"This is your brother." Harry smiled.

"He's so tiny." Scorpius whispered and carefully stroked the little tuft of black hair on the baby's head.

"Would you like to hold the baby, Teddy?" Harry asked and held out his newborn son.

Teddy startled and carefully he stretched out his arms, letting his dad place the baby comfortable in his arms. Teddy stared at the baby, drinking in the chubby red face of his new brother. Suddenly the baby opened his eyes and looked at him with blue grey eyes, which would probably turn grey in a few days.

"My little brother." Teddy whispered to himself and wondered at the feeling that was washing over him. The feeling that he wanted to protect this tiny being, that he wanted to make sure it was safe and happy. Was this how big brothers felt?

"And how are you going to name him?" Luna asked brightly, smiling mysteriously.

"Conall. Conall Potter-Malfoy." Teddy suddenly answered. "It means 'as strong as a wolf' in Celtic."

"Did you pick out that name?" Draco asked curiously.

Teddy nodded, still staring in the calm blue grey eyes of his little brother.

"It fits him." Draco smiled.

AN2: There you have it: the baby is finally born LOL And like some asked a couple of chapters before: one part of the wedding indeed happened already.

Now there's only an epilogue left of this story and then it's done and you'll have to wait for the sequel to appear (I'll try to be as quick as I can >_>)

Please leave a review behind with your thoughts! I'll see you all for the last time this Friday

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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