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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Four	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9326 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight and I will not make any profit from writing this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight. I've just…borrowed them for a little while. I'll give them back. Honest.

Warnings - So completely AU it's unbelievable. (Come guys, it's a crossover so did you really expect it not to be AU?) Some of the characters might seem a little OOC at times. Also…THERE WILL BE SLASH! AND MPREG! You have been warned!

A/N Apologies for any and all bad grammar or spelling mistakes.

A/N2 This is the fourth instalment of my ‘Of Lions and Lambs’ series so if you haven’t read the previous three I would suggest you do that other wise you might find this story a teeny tiny bit confusing.

Of Lions And Lambs - Part Four

Chapter Five

            “Jasper…”

            Nothing.

            “Jasper, I’m not made of glass…”

            Jasper blinked.

            It had taken all of five seconds for Jasper to react to the shocking news…or rather to over-react to the shocking news…

            Scooping his husband up in his arms he’d turned his back on his family and cradled the wizard protectively to his chest like he was some damsel in distress, holding him so close that Draco was beginning to have difficulty breathing.

            “Jasper, this is getting ridiculous…”

            Once again his husband merely blinked.

            “Jasper!”

            Emmett snorted loudly from his spot across the room.

            “Do not make me hex you!” Draco threatened, his voice deadly serious as he wriggled his body in an effort to attain his release. “Jasper – put me down!”

            Jaspers arms only tightened around his body.

            “Ok, I think we could all do with calming down a fraction…”

            Draco huffed, glaring at the head of the family over his husbands shoulder.

            “What do you think I’ve been trying to get him to do?”

            “I know, Draco, but perhaps struggling isn’t the best way to get Jasper to release you right now,” Carlisle pointed out logically as he slowly moved to stand beside his battle scarred son. “Jasper…”

            “I’ve tried that already…” Draco huffed once more, allowing his body to go completely limp in his husband’s arms.

            The vampire didn’t so much as flinch.

            “Jasper…” Carlisle began again, his voice soothing as he held his hands out slowly as if he were trying not to spook a dangerous animal. Oh wait, that’s because he was…“No one is going to harm your mate…”

            Jasper growled.

            “Jasper, the only one hurting your mate right now is you,” Carlisle pointed out softy, moving one of his hands so that it hovered over the arm wrapped far too tightly around Draco’s torso. “You need to let go of Draco before you end up doing something you’re going to regret, son…”

            “…no…”

            “He spoke!” Draco cried out, his voice a mixture of relief and sarcasm. “Now if you could just get him to put me down that would be absolutely fantastic…”

            Jasper growled.

            Draco sighed deeply, “And we’re back to the growling…”

            “Jasper, I promise you – your mate is perfectly safe with us,” Carlisle reassured his son softly. “We’re a family…we don’t hurt family…”

            “…no…”

            “Oh for–”

            “…Edward…”

            “What?” Draco’s head snapped back to meet his mates hard gaze.

            “Edward wants to hurt you…”

            “Um…technically he wants to hurt our baby but there is no way in hell I will let him get anywhere near close enough to try anything,” Draco said quickly, glaring at the vampire who’s paranoia and obviously strong emotions had caused all of this. “I’m a wizard, remember?”

            “It’s too dangerous for you–” Edward began softly once more but was cut off by numerous glares accompanied by Draco’s sharp voice.

            “My body, my decision.”

            A tense silence took over room before Edward suddenly turned and stormed out, jumping off the balcony and disappearing into the woods in the blink of an eye.       Almost immediately Jasper arms began to release their grip on Draco’s body, lowering him slowly to the floor but keeping him close.

            “Well…” Draco sighed, one hand resting automatically on his flat stomach as he leaned his shoulder against his husband’s chest. “That was fun…”

            “I sincerely hope you’re being sarcastic, Draco, or we might have to get a mind healer to look you over as well as a midwife,” Charlie snorted loudly.

            Draco shot the broad shouldered Weasley a smirk before stepping out of his mates arms and returning to his seat beside Bella, nudging shoulders with the muggle girl as he reassured her softly,

            “Don’t worry – I’ll fire call St Mungo’s when I get home and arrange for a midwife to come look all three of us over. Hopefully they’ll be able to tell us something a little more than congratulations – you’re pregnant.”

            “Mmm…that’d be nice…”

            Without Edward loitering in the room to darken the mood the conversation quickly turned into a round of (reasonably) heartfelt congratulations, Esme leading them with a series of enthusiastic yet gentle hugs for the “mothers-to-be” and a promise to cook whatever meals their cravings demanded.

            “You know I might just have to take you up on that…”

            It wasn’t until the light began to fade outside that Draco realised just how long they’d been relaxing together, discussing what could possibly be in store for them in regards to their pregnancies and the plans that they would need to make.

            “…what time is it?” he asked suddenly, grabbing the nearest limb that had a watch attached to its wrist. Charlies as it happened. “Great…I need to get home before my parents start to worry.”

            “Too late…” Alice announced in her sing-song way.

            Draco sighed, dropping his head down into his hands.

            Perfect.

            Charlie smiled quite wickedly as he retrieved his kidnapped limb from the other wizards grip, commenting somewhat brightly as he rose from the sofa,

            “Oh, by the way – I meant to say good luck.”

            Draco frowned suspiciously.

            “…what for?”

            “It’s more your husband that I want to wish good luck,” Charlie admitted, turning his attention on the vampire who had just crossed the room to retrieve Draco’s jacket from the designated jacket dropping spot in the Cullens living room (over the back of the chair nearest the door.) “You get to go home and tell Lucius Malfoy that you got his son pregnant!”

            Draco froze mid-way through accepting the parting round of congratulatory hugs when he froze, his arms sort of around Esme as his mind instantly began to create numerous eventualities that could happen to his husband in the near future…

            “So…like I said – good luck!”

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            In the end telling his parents the good news had gone a lot better than Draco could ever have expected it to.

            No arguments…

            No screaming…

            No snide/angry comments…

            No hexing…

            In fact his mother had been more excited than he had ever seen her, letting out an actual squeal before pulling him into a bone crushing hug as she rattled off all of the things she would need to retrieve for him from the family vault.

            Apparently the crib he had slept so comfortably in as a baby was in fact a family heirloom which had been passed down for generations.

            He didn’t know why he was so surprised.

            It was such a terribly…pureblood…thing to do.

            At first his father had said nothing, holding himself perfectly still throughout his mothers display but the moment that he had stepped towards his husband Draco had been ready to jump between them…but had found his actions to be completely un-necessary when his father held out his hand and murmured a heartfelt,

            “Congratulations.”

            The hand shake itself had been firm, the sentiment behind the words completely genuine and Draco’s smile could have lit up the entire room.

            If only telling everyone could have been so easy…

            Stepping into the Black family home on the reservation Draco immediately found himself under attack from a toddler armed to the teeth with building blocks.

            “Bad! Bad! Go away!”

            “Teddy!”

            Harry cried out in horror as one of the blocks thrown by his Godson struck Draco in the cheek with a considerable amount of force, its corner actually succeeding in drawing blood from the pale wizard’s skin.

            “Bad! Go away! Go away!”

            “Teddy! Stop that at once!”

            Another block struck Draco in the stomach as the boy ignored Harry’s use of his “angry daddy” voice, continuing to launch the supposedly child-proof blocks at the blond wizard stood cupping his wounded cheek.

            “Teddy! You will stop throwing blocks at Uncle Draco this instant!” Harry snapped, beyond angry now as he reach down to scoop the little boy into his arms, making sure to pick him up in such a way as to trap his arms by his sides.

            He began to kick instead.

            “Not Unca Dwaco! Bad! Bad smell!”

            “Bad smell?” Draco repeated softly, his mind immediately transporting him back to Jasper’s first meeting with the little boy. “No way…”

            “What?” Harry demanded as he struggled with his Godson.

            “His sense of smell is insane…” Draco announced, nodding to the little boy as he removed his hand from his cheek and pressed I against his flat stomach. “It’s not me he can smell, it’s…I’m pregnant.”

            “…what?”

            “You heard me…” Draco grumbled softly. “I’ve joined you and Bella in the supernatural pudding club…”

            “Pudding clu…wait, Bella’s pregnant?!” Harry gasped loudly, staring at Draco’s stomach with wide eyes as he subconsciously adjusted his hold on his still struggling Godson. “But…how? Aren’t…aren’t your husbands technically dead?”

            “Yeah, they are,” Draco answered simply. “And my guess as to how we got pregnant would be…exactly the same way that you did – sex + magic = hello baby!”

            “Oh…right…wow…didn’t see that one coming…” Harry mumbled slowly, his shocked mind obviously taking it’s time to process everything. “Um…I guess…congratulations…”

            “Thanks.”

            “Go away bad smell!” Teddy suddenly screamed, his little face turning an alarming shade of red as he continued to struggle. “Go away! Go away!”

            “Cub, stop this right now!” Harry ordered, turning his attention back to the violent little boy in his arms. “Uncle Draco’s come all this way to tell us his good news and this is how you–”

            “Not Unca Dwaco! Bad smell!”

            “Teddy, I promise you it is me…” Draco reassured the boy loudly over his continuing screams. “I know I smell a little bit differently at the moment but I promise you it’s not a bad smell…”

            “Not bad smell?” Teddy repeated softly, his cries cutting off momentarily as his amber eyes filled with confusion. “But Unca Dwaco not have bad smell at all – Unca Dwaco smells like the rain…”

            “Teddy,” Draco began softly. “You know how your daddy has a little cub growing in his tummy at the moment?”

            “Uh-huh…”

            I can’t believe I’m going to have to explain it like this, Draco thought to himself before continuing with his verbal explanation;

            “And you know how Uncle Jasper is a good bad smell?”

            “Uh-huh…”

            “Well…I’ve got a little good bad smell growing in my tummy as well…”

            Ugh…that was a bit confusing…

            Merlin, he hoped that that had made sense to Teddy because how else could he possibly explain to a toddler about the existence of vampire/human pregnancies?

            “Little good bad smell…”

            “Yes.”

            “…like daddy’s cub?” Teddy asked softly, blinking up at the blond wizard.

            “Yes.”

            “…oh…ok…”

            And just like that everything was all right with the world once more.

            No more screaming.

            No more crying.

            No more fighting.

            Oh, wait…he still had to tell Jacob…

            “You’re pregnant?!? But…but how?!”

            Here we go again…

            “I could have sworn we’re already been through this…” he muttered, rolling his eyes as he gestured to Harry’s more than visible bump which currently appeared to be trying to rip it’s way through his tight t-shirt. “You should know by now that wizards can get pregnant…”

            “No, not that how,” Jacob snapped, his cheeks flushing red as Draco snorted behind his hand. He should probably feel guilty about teasing the shape shifter but…he didn’t. “How…how did…he’s dead! He can’t…he can’t…”

            “Oh, trust me he can…”

            “Draco!” Harry snapped, smacking the blond wizard on the arm to stop him leering at his mate. “Stop trying to embarrass my mate!”

            Draco pouted unhappily, rubbing at his “injured” arm as if it had really hurt.

            “The Pack will need to be informed,” Jacob muttered, his tone deadly serious as his eyes remaining firmly fixed on Draco’s stomach as if he half expected a blood thirsty vampire to burst out like the scene in that horrible sci-fi movie Jasper had wanted to watch the other night. “The treaty…”

            “Um…before you do…you might want to speak to Bella first…”

            Jacob’s voice came out as little more than a whimper,

            “…Bella?”

            Draco nodded.

            “…fuck…”

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            The room was completely silent as the incredibly Scottish Healer Mogg (“Just call me Aggie.”) knelt in front of the two humans sat together on the large sofa.

            “You’ll feel a cold tingling sensation across your stomach but don’t worry, it’s perfectly normal,” Healer Mogg reassured the two of them before casting her spell.

            “Oh!” Bella gasped in shock as the light blue mist that poured from the tip of the Healers wand settled over their stomachs like a second skin. “That’s feels…”

            Everyone watched in a stunned sort of silence as the mist slowly rose into the air above their bodies until it was left hovering almost a foot above their stomachs.

            “…now what?” Bella asked softly.

            Healer Mogg tutted softly, smiling at the muggle girl as she ordered softly,

            “Patience, my dear…”

            Silence descended once more as, quite suddenly, the mist began to twist and shudder, moulding itself somewhat sharply into two distinct images of…

            “What the…?!”

            “…well that’s not quite what I was expecting,” Healer Mogg murmured, adjusting her spectacles as she leant in close to study the image floating above Bella’s stomach. “…exactly how far along did you say you were, my dear?”

            “Um…a…a few weeks…” the muggle girl mumbled shakily as she stared at the unbelievably realistic 3D image hovering above her stomach. “How…?”

            “…are you sure about that?” Healer Mogg asked hesitantly.

            “Um…yeah…it was our wedding night…” Bella answered softly.

            “…I’m sorry to ask again but are you 100% sure that…”

            “She was a Virgin.”

            “Edward!” Bella cried out, flushing red as her husband interrupted the Healers hesitant question. When the woman looked questioningly at her, obviously needing confirmation of his statement she could do nothing but nod reluctantly.

            “Right…” Healer Mogg sighed deeply, shaking her head briefly before launching into an explanation of her reaction. “Well as you can see there is a significant difference in the size of your foetus when compared with Mr Malfoy’s,” she began, gesturing between the two 3D images before turning her attention briefly on the wizard. “In fact Mr Malfoy, your pregnancy is still in the embryonic stage and I would hazard a guess that you are no more than five, maybe six weeks along.”

            “Yeah, that’s about right…”

            “Now with your foetus, my dear, I would place your pregnancy at about three months, perhaps four…which is…interesting to say the least…” the Healer trailed off slightly as the young woman took in the surprising information.

            “Could this have anything to do with Edward being a Vampire?” Carlisle asked, moving across the room to crouch beside the Healer so that he too could observe what could be interpreted as the magical ultra-sounds.

            “I have yet to have personal experience dealing with a human/vampire pregnancy so I am hesitant to confirm anything without checking with the sources available back at the hospital,” Healer Mogg replied professionally.

            Carlisle nodded in understanding.

            “Before I return to the hospital I would just like to take a reading of your magical core, Mr Malfoy,” the Healer spoke professionally once more, waving her wand through the images which caused them to break up into mist once more before disappearing entirely.

            “Of course.”

            Draco held himself perfectly still as the tip of her wand pressed against the skin directly over his heart.

            He’d only had his magical core measured a couple of times when he had been younger, a child suffering from what his parents had feared to be Dragon Pox but had turned out eventually to simply be a very nasty viral infection but he remembered that moving during the spell caused his heart to ache terribly for hours.

            “Hmmm…” Healer Mogg hummed thoughtfully as the tip of her wand began to pulse in time with Draco’s heartbeat, the red glow lighting up his chest.

            “Hmmm what?” he demanded.

            He didn’t like it when Healers or Medi-Witches or…anyone went Hmmm…it usually meant that there was something wrong…

            The light of the pulse flickered.

            “It appears that your magical core is fluctuating quite a bit,” the Healer explained as she stepped back, ending the spell before continuing to speak. “Now this is quite common, especially with male pregnancies…but it doesn’t usually occur this early in a pregnancy.”

            “Is that bad?” Jasper asked, moving to stand behind the sofa so that he could rest his hands comfortingly on Draco’s shoulders. “Should we be concerned?”

            “Oh, no, no it’s nothing to worry about,” Healer Mogg reassured them with a genuine smile, retrieving a notepad and quill from her pocket. “As I said it’s quite common in male pregnancies…however I would like to monitor the fluctuations just to make sure that they don’t develop into something more serious later on.”

            After making a few quick notes she moved over to her bag and withdrew two large copies of the same book, handing one to each of the expectant “mothers.”

            “How did they…?” Bella mumbled, frowning softly as she realised that it was impossible for even one of those books to have fitted inside the small bag.

            Draco smiled as he answered,

            “Magic, remember?”

            You’re Baby and You: A Magical Guide to your Pregnancy.

            “This book should be able to answer any everyday questions that the two of you might have during your pregnancies. I would suggest that the two of you pay close attention to the chapter about eating healthily whilst pregnant as you could both do with putting a little weight on – being as skinny as you are will be more of a hindrance for you than you might think.”

            Carlisle nodded in agreement with the Healers logical statement.

            “I’ll be in contact shortly to arrange my next visits but I must be getting back to my duties at St Mungo’s,” Healer Mogg said with a smile, gathering up her things. “There’s been quite a baby boom since the end of the war.”

            Draco chuckled loudly, “I can well imagine! After all, there are a whole lot people in the Wizarding world celebrating the fact that they are still alive.”

            “Thank you so much for coming today,” Carlisle murmured sincerely, offering his hand to the kind Healer who shook it with a smile. “I know it must have been quite out of your way for you to come out here to see us…”

            “Oh, don’t worry, it comes with the job.”

            Bidding a final farewell to her newest (and quite possible her most interesting) patients the kind hearted Healer from St Mungo’s disappeared with a remarkably quiet “pop!” leaving the room in silence for a moment before Draco let out a loud sigh of relief, slumping back against the sofa.

            “Well…that went much better than I expected…” the blond wizard announced, rolling his head on the back of the sofa so that he was looking across at his muggle friend. “Don’t you think so?”

            “Uh…”

            Ah…

            Bella still looked more than a little bit shell shocked by the unexpected news they’d just received…obviously forming real words was still out of her reach…

            “So…I wasn’t expecting to get any homework…” he sighed, rolling his head back to the front so that he could examine the heavy book rest of his lap. “I never was very good at studying…”

            “Then I guess it’s a good thing that I was,” Jasper drawled softly, taking the book from his husband and flipping open the cover to study the contents page.

            Chapter One – Congratulations! You’re Pregnant!

            Chapter Two – A Guide To The First Trimester

            Chapter Three – A Guide To The Second Trimester

            Chapter Four – A Guide To The Third Trimester

            Chapter Five – What’s Best For You – Natural or Induced?

            Chapter Six – How To Care For Your Body During Your Pregnancy

            Chapter Seven – How To Care For Your Body After Your Pregnancy

            Chapter Eight – List Of Spells & Potions Permitted During Pregnancy

            Index

            Glossary

            Suggested Further Reading

            Running his finger down the page numbers until he found the one he needed and flicked through the pages until he came to the chapter he needed, the one that the Healer had suggested they focus on first.

            “Right…that’s him sorted for next couple of hours…” Draco muttered with a fond smile as his husband began to read the information before him. “So…I’ve got a sudden craving for chocolate covered strawberries…”

            And Esme was off, rushing into the kitchen and twenty minutes later Draco was in absolute heaven, snuggling into his husband’s side as he thoroughly enjoyed a large bowl of deliciously juicy strawberries covered in still warm chocolate.

A/N I know that this is pitifully short but I wanted to get something up for Christmas and the next bit of it has been causing me a bit of trouble and isn’t going to be ready in time. Hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and an exciting New Year!

IMPORTANT A/N – PLEASE BE AWARE THAT I WILL BE USING QUOTES FROM BOTH THE BOOKS AND FILMS OF ‘THE TWILIGHT SAGA’ BY STEPHANIE MEYER.
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