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Of Parenting and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 15751 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Draco winced and stood. “Severus.” He said, pressing a hand against his lower back as a spasm shot through the muscles there.

The man kept his attention on the papers he was grading, seeming not to hear Draco.

“Severus!” Draco snapped, a good deal more loudly.

Severus’ head shot up. “Mm?” He hummed questioningly.

“It’s time.” Draco told him.

“Time?” Severus echoed blankly, then he paled. “Time?!” He stood up. “Take the Floo to the Manor, have Pippy help you to the bedroom, I’ll be there as soon as I grab your bag and call Pamela.” He said hurriedly, sending a Patronus to Dumbledore.

Draco nodded and left through the Floo, coming out in Prince Manor. “Pippy!” He called out.

The house-elf appeared immediately and her eyes widened comically. Draco was too preoccupied to appreciate the hilarity of the expression. “Master Draco is in labour!” She said, pressing one hand into the small of his back and bracing the other one on one hip, guiding him toward the stairs. “Come, Master Draco. We’s must get you in bed before little Faurae baby comes out. Master Severus will take care of you. Good care of his mate and Faurae baby.” She assured him.

“Healer Pamela Tomoy will be coming soon, too. She’s going to help me have this little one.” Draco explained, wincing when another contraction lanced through his body. They didn’t seem to be centring on his stomach. Instead, they were starting in his back and travelling down between his legs. He reached down to feel what was happening down there, and paled as his hands discovered his missing cock and the slowly widening hole where no hole had been before.

‘Well, that explains how the baby will be getting out.’ He thought in a mixture of amusement and horror, equal parts both.

The house-elf eyed him in disbelief. “If Master Draco and Master Severus want her here, I’s can’t stop you. But I’s think instincts will make yous change yous minds.”

Draco got into bed and took his robe off, dropping it next to the bed. “Put that in the laundry, Pippy, then wait for Severus and the Healer. They should be here soon.”

Pippy bowed and took the robe, soaked with sweat and small amounts of… Other fluids, and took the garment to the laundry room as Draco drew the sheet over himself.

There was a knock at the door and Severus opened it, closely followed by Pamela.

“Hello.” Draco said evenly, wincing as another pain engulfed him.

Pamela smiled as Severus leaned in for a kiss.

“Hello, Draco. I can see your birth is progressing like an Elven birth, am I right? Are you forming a birth canal?” She asked, casting a quick sanitation spell on her hands.

Draco nodded and Pamela began to move to the foot of the bed, only for Severus to block her with his body and growl menacingly.

Pamela tsked and shook her head. “Really, Severus, we’ve been over this. I understand you are very protective of your mate, but I in no way mean him harm, and you really should take advantage of my expertise in this situation. You could use a trained midwife, rather than relying on yourself and your meagre healer training.”

Severus narrowed his eyes on her. “I will check his dilation. You can take over when he enters the next phase of labour.” He ground out.

Pamela sighed, but nodded. “Very well. Sanitize your hands and check for how far along the birth canal is. He will dilate as it appears, so it should be fairly straightforward. Even for a Potions Master.” She muttered, earning her a sharp glare from Severus, to which she returned a sweet smile.

Severus did as she bade, then ducked under the sheet, rather than bare his mate to her gaze.

Pamela snorted in amusement at the action. “Honestly.” She muttered. “Does that make you feel any better, Severus?” She asked.

“Yes.” Severus snapped, fingers probing Draco’s new orifice carefully. He finished his inspection and emerged from under the sheet. “He is six centimetres dilated already.” He said worriedly.

Pamela nodded. “Which means he waited until he was sure he was in labour before telling you. Smart boy, but headstrong. Be careful with your next pregnancies, Draco darling. The labour process will progress much faster.” She warned. “Don’t let it wait too long.”

“Duly noted.” Draco ground out. “Is it supposed to hurt for longer periods each time the pain returns?” He asked.

Pamela hummed. “I can’t be one hundred percent sure, as this is my first Faurae birth, but if it is progressing like an Elven birth, then yes. The birth canal grows more each wave, until it is complete, at which point you will likely have an hour or so reprieve, this being your first birth. Once you pass that point, the real labour begins, and you will push until your child emerges into the world. I will help you take care of the aftermath and you will be left alone after that to bond with your son and mate as a family. It is the best part of any creature’s pregnancy, those first few hours after birth. You don’t understand until you have your child in your arms just how breath-taking and humbling it is to discover the perfection you two created together.”

Severus stroked a hand over Draco’s damp brow. “I can’t wait. Draco, thank you for giving me this.”

Draco smiled up at him. “You’re welcome. I wonder what he’s going to look like?” He mused.

“Your hair has been passed down through the Malfoy line for generations. I suspect even my dark hair cannot overcome that hair.” Severus smiled. “I suspect it will be a blond boy with dark, serious eyes.”

Draco chuckled. “You’re probably right.”

*****

“He is waking.” Severus told Pamela, who turned from the book she was writing in.

“Good.” She said briskly. “Right on time. His contractions probably woke him.” She said.

Draco gritted his teeth. “Yes, they did, and now they’re in my stomach rather than my back and privates.” He told her.

Pamela nodded, drawing back the sheet and bunching it around his waist as Severus loomed over her shoulder, growling softly. “This part will hurt; I’m not going to lie. But it will be worth it when you hold your son, trust me.” She promised.

Draco nodded. “When do I push?”

Pamela cast a quick spell over him and hummed. “Almost time.” She told him. “Give it about ten more minutes.”

Draco and Severus shared a smile, after which Severus went right back to breathing down Pamela’s neck and growling.

Pamela was the very epitome of patience. She let him growl and tuned him out with practiced ease. “All right.” She said to Draco after ten minutes had passed. “Next contraction I’m going to have you start pushing.”

Draco nodded and steeled himself for what was said to be the worst part of labour.

Pamela bent slightly, between Draco’s bent legs, and watched his stomach muscles for the next contraction to hit. When it did, she smiled. “Alright, Draco. Push.” She said firmly.

Draco pushed and strained, as Severus watched like a hawk.

He paused once the contraction ended, and panted while Pamela watched for the next one.

After about twenty minutes of pushing, he growled. “Isn’t it coming out yet?”

Pamela chuckled. “Actually, it is. I can see the head when you push now. A few more should do it.” She said encouragingly.

Draco nodded and redoubled his efforts when she told him to push.

He couldn’t hold back a cry of pain as the head breached, but kept going at Pamela’s excited urging. “Just a bit more! Come on, here come the shoulders! And there he is!” She said happily as she cradled the squalling baby, grabbing a cloth to clean him and another to wrap him in. She wiped off the blood and handed him to Severus to hold while she quickly cut the cord with a spell and turned back to Draco to help him pass the afterbirth.

After the post-labour cleanup was finished, she looked over the three, who were huddled together at the head of the bed, Draco and Severus staring raptly down at their newborn son.

“I’ll come back to check on you tomorrow.” Pamela told them, letting herself out.

Draco and Severus basked in the wonder of their son for several hours before they surfaced to realize that at some point, Pamela had left.
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