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Marriage 101	By : Radiantwaterfalls Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4765 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Five

Deafening Distance

Draco

It's been a week since I got the spell put on, and that's about nearly a mouth in time for being pregnant. I've been sorta kinda slightly maybe avoiding Harry. I'm scared to face him alone and have him talk to me. I mean, what if he doesn't want to be my soul mate…? What if he really just hates me and will only be with me because it's kinda required for the assignment?

"So, do you believe me yet about the soul mate thingy?"

I look at Pansy and say "Yeah, I think I do. Har-Potter-" she gave me a glance of curiosity, and I ignored it "-and I ran into each other last week. He ripped my wrapping off and said he found his soul mate and showed me his identical mark on his wrist, and…" I trail off as I realize I'm rambling. I laugh nervously.

Pansy gives me a funny look then says "So… Harry Potter is you soul mate…? Harry Potter? As in the chosen one?"

I sigh. "Apparently…"

After a moment of silence, Pansy says "What did you get assigned that made you, the Slytherin Prince, faint?"

I gulp and stop walking. "Uh…"

Could I trust her? I mean, everyone will find out when I start to show. I sigh and say "I… I got…"

I find that the words are lodged in my throat. I can't say them. It's so much harder to say then to just let them figure it out! Suddenly, Blaise appears. Panic fills me. "What are you two talking about?"

"Dray was just about to tell me why he fainted in class." Pansy states. I sigh and look away from both of them.

"Cool, I want to know too, Draco." Blaise says, inviting himself into the conversation. I glance around nervously and say "Well, I… I got a card that said… uh…"

Pansy looks at me impatiently and says "Uh…?"

I feel tears prick at my eyes. "I'm pregnant! The bloody card said I must be pregnant! Happy now!"

Why do I feel so… I don't know… Angry? No, stressed maybe? Oh well, whatever it is I don't like it. I'm having horrid mood swings.

Pansy steps back slightly stunned. Blaise is frozen. I run from them, down the hall and away from them. I try to fight my tears. Damn! I hate these mood swings! I hate this! I hate the simulation! I hate what my father will think! I hate it! I hate it all!

I run till my feet hurt and my chest aches. My heart racing, my breathing ragged. I stop to catch my breath. I place a timid hand on my stomach where a slight bump could be felt. I curse and mumble "My father will disown me if he found out!"

"How do you know?"

My head snaps up and I see the one person in the world I wish not to see, Harry Potter. I'm frozen in place as he steps forward. He says "Why do you think he would disown you for being pregnant for a school assignment? Or is it the dilemma that you really are gay?"

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. Suddenly, he's so close to me that I have to look up to look into those emerald orbs I love so much. "Why have you been avoiding me?"

When he said those words, guilt formed in the pit of my stomach. He sounded so… heartbroken. I had to check his eyes twice to really believe him. He was really heartbroken. I open my mouth and say "I…"

I look away and at my feet. I can't tell him why. Why exactly was I avoiding him? The only thing I can come up with is stupid… But it's true… I, Draco Malfoy, and embarrassed… ashamed… humiliated… scared.

"Draco," Harry says softly, "Look at me…"

I feel his fingers move my jaw so I am forced to look him in the eyes. His eyes are soft and… to much for me to bare. I find tears pricking at my eyes. I look into his truthful eyes and say "I'm… I'm… I'm scared."

It came out so softly that I wasn't even sure if I actually said it. But I realize I did when Harry's expression softens even more. He pulls me into a gentle hug.

"It's okay. There's no reason to be. It's not a real pregnancy. Just call down."

His voice soothes me some, and I sigh. "Your right…"

Harry releases me and smiles. "See? Just stay calm and you'll be fine."

I mask myself up again and nod. "I've got to go." I say, turning and leaving him in the halls.

Another week passes by, and I am now on my second 'month' of the pregnancy. The side affects are just now starting to kick in. I've been avoiding Harry even more than before. I only see him in our room at night/in the morning and in class.

I groan, sitting up in bed. I haven't been eating. I can't keep anything down. It all comes back up. Only water will stay down. I hear my stomach growl, and I groan frustratedly. I get up out of bed and use aTempus spell. It says that its 10 o'clock am.

My eyes widen. I missed Transfigurations and Divination! I groan and hurriedly change into my wizard robes, but it's not very fast. I feel so tired… Why though? Oh right… the simulation…

I walk out of the room with bags under my silver eyes. I shoulder my school bag and head to potions, my next class. I reach the class and tiredly take my seat by Harry. He gives me a worried look and asks "Are you okay?"

I nod my head, saying sarcastically "Wonderful."

He gives me an apologetic expression which I shrug off. Then, Professor Snape walks in. "Turn to page 394 in your potions books. We will be reviewing the Calming Draught since Ms. Granger will need quite a few during her… project for your marriage class. Now get started."

I sigh and look at my book, which is laying on my desk. I don't open it. Harry opens his and begins his potion. Just the thought of having to touch anything… edible made me nauseous. My lips tighten into a thin line as my stomach churns.

I see Harry look at me out of the corner of my eye, and he says "Are you alright?"

I nod, managing to say through clenched teeth "Fine."

He doesn't look convinced, but he drops it. I sigh and open my book while one hand clutches my aching stomach. I turn to the correct page and take a sharp breath. My hand tightens where it is holding the book. I feel what I did manage to eat starting to come up. I stand up, dropping my book, and I run from the room to the boy's bathroom.

After losing the contents of my stomach in the toilet, I flush it and walk over to the sink. I rinse my mouth out. As I am rinsing it for the third time, the door opens to reveal Harry. I avert my eyes from his questioning emerald ones.

"Draco, are you alright?"

I know I should tell him the truth that I'm not okay, but my Malfoy pride wont let me. "Yes."

"No, your not."

"Yes, I am, Potter." I snap at him, clutching the sink's edge tightly in frustration and concentration. I'm trying not to throw up again.

"Someone is being grouchy. Is it because you can't sleep at night?" he says in a teasing yet serious tone. I tense visibly. How did he know I wasn't sleeping well.

I squeeze my eyes shut and hear him say "Ah, so it is."

"No, it's not…" I reply weakly. Gosh… I didn't realize how tired I was till just now…

Harry says "Yes it is. I hear you tossing and turning every night. You don't sleep."

I curse silently and say "And how would you know that?"

"Because of my nightmares… I can't sleep in fear of having them. But you should try a sleeping draught."

"I have. It doesn't work." I sigh.

"Ah ha! So you admit you don't sleep?" Harry says with a smile of triumph. I curse loudly. He laughs, and I give him a dirty look.

"Wow, Malfoy, I didn't know you had a mouth on you!" he says through laughter. I glare at him. Then I look back at the mirror in from of me. When he calms down, he sighs and says "But seriously, Draco, are you okay?"

I sigh and say "Why are you so bloody worried? Why do you want to know? No, I'm not okay, Harry! I'm bloody sick! I can't keep anything in my damned stomach!"

As if to see for himself, Harry looks me up and down. I look away ashamed. I've lost quite some weight. Harry's eyes widen, and he says "That's not healthy."

I laugh pathetically. "I know, Harry! I know! I can't sleep. I can't eat. I'm exhausted. I am starving. I can't do this! I need to eat!"

Harry can see I'm going into hysteria. He walks over to me and says "Deep breaths, Draco. Deep breaths."

I do as instructed. "Good, now… Listen. We can go to Madame Pomfrey and see if she can do anything about the um… 'not being able to keep anything down' problem…"

I nod. He smiles and says "Let's go then."

I nod again and allow him to usher me to the hospital wings.

Harry

Draco was forced to stay a night in the hospital wing while Madame Pomfrey made the potion to help him eat. I was forced to return to my room, much to my disappointment. I go to dinner and sit by Ron and Hermione.

"You enjoying your project, mate?" Ron asks me. I shrug and lie, saying "I dunno."

Hermione smiles and says "Don't worry, Harry. It'll be over before you know it."

"I know." I say. That's the problem. I thought as I force a smile. I don't want it to end. What if everything goes back to the way it was afterwards?

"Harry, when's the next Quiddich game?"

"At seven tonight. "I say absentmindedly. "Uh… mate…? It's six fifty right now."

"Oh bloody hell!" I exclaim, standing up. "Thanks for reminding me, Ron!"

I hear him yell at me "No problem, pal!" as I took off to the Quiddich field.

Draco

Madame Pomfrey made me stay here in the bloody hospital wing. She won't left me leave. I sigh and groan into the empty room. I don't want to stay here! I'm bloody bored!

I look around the room, feeling bloody bored. I sigh and close my eyes.

"I'm so bored!" I groan aloud, flinging my left arm over my closed eyes.

After a few minutes, I hear someone laugh and say "Your so funny, Draco! Look at you! How are you doing?"

I open my eyes and sit up. Pansy stands before my bed. "Uh… Good…?" I say, looking at her like she's crazy.

She giggles and says "Good!"

She takes a seat by me, her feet on the floor. I give her a questioning look. Then, I say "Why are you here?"

"Well, I didn't want you to be alone when everyone is at the Quiddich game. It's not Slytherin verses Gryffindor. So, you don't have to play. It's Gryffindor verses Ravenclaw." She says with a smile.

I nod and let her talk as if I'm listening. She doesn't really care if I do or not. I sigh and look around the room. Then suddenly, I am smacked across the face.

"Ow!" I exclaim, gingerly touching my stinging cheek. "What was that for?"

"You weren't listening! And I asked you a question!" Pansy exclaims.

"Well, can you repeated it then?"

She sighs and nods. "I said 'Do you have feelings for Harry?'"

I look at her like she's crazy. Then I open my mouth to make a retort, but nothing comes out. I close it and think for a minute. Maybe I do have feelings for Potter… Do I?

She gets a look on her face that I can't decipher. She nods and says "I have to go. I have a essay I forgot to finish."

Before I can reply she rushes out of the hospital wing, leaving me to ever bored again.

Harry

After the game, which Gryffindor won, Ron and Hermione went to the nurse's to get Ron's arm fixed. I would have gone with them but someone called my name. Telling them to go ahead without me, I turn around. It's Pansy.

"Hello, Pansy." I say, emotionlessly. What could she want?

"Harry. I need to have a word with you." She says, her arms crossed. What did I do? I thought as I nod. "Okay."

"In private." She says, glancing around nervously. I nod again. She gives a curt nod before she leads me away. Once we are in a deserted hallway, we stop. "Alright, talk." I command.

She complies. "I need to know your feelings towards Draco." She states evenly, a force in her tone that demanded authority. I blink in surprise. "What?"

She rolls her eyes and says "You heard me, Potter. What are your feelings towards Draco Malfoy?"

I open my mouth, then close it. I don't know… I look at her and say "I don't know. Why?"

"Because," She starts, her voice taking on a scary and threatening tone "Draco likes you. And if you so much as hurt a single blonde hair on his pale little hair, I will Avada Kedavra you, and Voldemort will win this bloody war all because you hurt my Draco."

I gulp at her threat. I could tell she wasn't bluffing. The look in her eye said enough. I nod, weakly. She smiles, turning back to her bubbly self.

"Remember that." She says as she winks at me, strutting away with a bounce in her step.
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