For The Sake Of A Name | By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 52498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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AN: I present to you all, chapter 6, enjoy.
Warnings and disclaimers apply as always.
ADDITIONAL WARNING: This chapter contains attempted nonconsensual sex, you have been warned. It doesn't really get graphic, but some people may find it distressing.
I am also looking for a new beta for this and my other stories, if you are interested, please let me know.
Previously:
“You okay?” Harry asked again and felt Draco nod against him.
“I feel fine now. You should be getting back to the tower; Dumbledore will have our necks if you stay here again.”
“I am not leaving till I know you are okay.” Harry told her.
Meeting her boyfriend’s eyes she promised him that she really was okay and would be going straight back to bed. He reluctantly agreed to leave making her promise to be at breakfast.
-#-
Harry was just starting to get concerned when Draco kissed him on the temple as she dropped into the seat next to him at breakfast.
“Better this morning?” Harry asked her.
“I told you Harry, I felt fine last night, it was just my stomach didn’t like something.” Draco rolled her eyes at him, thought she felt slightly guilty for not telling him it was the third time in the last week she had been sick.
“What happened?” Hermione asked with a small frown on her face.
“Nothing happened, Harry is just worrying. I wasn’t very well yesterday evening, I feel just fine now.”
“Leave her be you two, she said she’s fine.” Ron snapped slightly before Hermione or Harry could say anything else.
Everyone turned to stare at the ginger haired Gryffindor. Ron was defending Draco?
“Err, thanks Ron.” Draco was in shock but took the chance to load up her plate with food.
“Hungry, Love?” Harry asked her with a laugh at the full plate of food.
“Well didn’t have dinner last night, so yeah.” She gave him a slight glare, to which he held his hands up to indicate defeat, though he was still smiling at her.
They ate the rest of their breakfast in relative quiet before they had to leave for class.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I am getting really sick of these Defence against Dark Arts classes, this Dirum woman is the worst teacher we have ever had for anything.” Ron grumbled.
“Well we will just have to keep practicing by ourselves; I guess at least we will definitely pass the written half of the exam.” Hermione sounded as frustrated as Ron though.
They took their seats in the classroom, putting their wands away and opening their books to the next chapter. They knew there was no chance of Dirum not following her usual routine. The Slytherins could be heard laughing about something from behind them but Draco and the Gryffindors had gotten proficient at ignoring them now and Draco realised for the first time she honestly didn’t care about what her fellow Slytherins thought of her any more.
Draco sighed happily and leaned her head on Harry’s shoulder for a moment; she was feeling tired which was annoying considering how well she had slept.
“Sit up young lady.” Professor Dirum instructed sharply as she walked past their desk.
Draco did as commanded and glared at the old woman as Professor Dirum took her place back in front of the class, telling them which chapter they needed to be reading today. It was exactly the chapter they had already opened their books to and there was a collective sigh as they all started reading.
-#-
“Draco, will you wait behind for a few moments dear.” Dirum called out sternly.
Draco sighed; apparently the woman really did hate it when people didn't pay attention in her classes. Harry gave Draco a sympathetic look and told her he would meet her at lunch, before he left with Ron and Hermione.
“Now Draco, I assume you are aware that this is a classroom?” Dirium asked patronisingly.
“Yes, Professor.”
“Am I to assume you are aware that it is not appropriate to have physically displays of affection within a classroom?” the Professor managed to make it sound like they were having a happy discussion rather than telling a student off.
“Yes, Professor, it won’t happen again.”
“See to it that it doesn’t. You may go.”
Draco wasted no time getting out of the room but taking care not to let Professor Dirum see her run, she was sure that running in the castle would be highly frowned upon.
She headed towards the great hall and was most of the way there when she turned a corner to have her path block by Theodore Nott. He was large compared to her only just over five foot height and the look in his eye made her feel very uneasy.
“Well, if it isn’t little girly Draco.” Nott drooled out; they had never been friends but Nott had at least always been respectful, until now.
“Let me passed, Theo.” Draco tried to sound calm and collected, but she found herself desperately hoping for Harry to come back to look for her now.
“Looking for your precious Potter?” Nott must have noticed her nervous glance toward the end of the corridor passed him. A victorious gleam in his eyes made Draco’s stomach churn “He isn’t here to protect you now.”
The taller Slytherin guy took a few steps closer and, when Draco went to run away, he easily reached out and took hold of both of her wrists.
“Theo, just let me go.” She ordered as she tried to pull free but his strength was too much for her and she was suddenly painfully aware of just how small she was in comparison to him.
“I don’t think so.” He growled as he used his whole body to push her back against the wall, her arms pinned over her head.
Draco was winded and slightly in shock, Nott had her two wrists in one hand before she realised what was happening. Then all at once her situation seemed to dawn on her and she went to cry out only to find his sweaty palm over her mouth.
“You even try to scream and I will really make this so much worse for you.” Nott’s mouth was right next to her ear and she instinctively tried to move her head away.
The strong arms spun her around so her chest and face were painfully against the stone wall and she whimpered when he suddenly pushed her skirt up and slid an arm around her waist.
Draco wasn’t sure when she had started crying, but her face was wet with tears; she couldn’t believe this was happening.
“HARRY!” She screamed as loudly as she could and Nott pushed his body against hers painfully again. “HARRY!” she screamed again as Nott once again forced a sweaty palm across her mouth.
“DRACO!!”
She started crying with relied as Harry’s voice called out her name. “GET THE HELL OFF HER YOU BASTARD!”
She couldn’t see what was happening, but the pressure of Nott against her released and she automatically curled up into a ball, leaning against the wall, pulling her skirt back around her legs. She was crying and she couldn’t stop.
“Draco, Love it’s me.” Harry crouched down in front of her. “Draco? Please talk to me.” He was crying to.
Draco didn’t speak, but cried even harder as she threw herself into Harry’s arms. The two of them crying as he held her, neither speaking till they could cry no more.
“Draco, did he...?” Harry asked, he thought he was going to be sick at the very idea of what Nott could have done; he couldn’t even say the words.
“No, but if you hadn’t turned up....” Draco sighed against his chest. “... I love you.”
“I love you too. Can we take you to Madam Pomfrey? Get her to take care of your bruises at least.”
There were already red marks appearing around her wrists and she was sure there were several bruises on her body if the pain was anything to go by; she nodded, she wanted the little painful reminders gone already.
Harry helped Draco to her feet and for the first time Draco noticed that Nott had a broken nose several visible bruises and was out cold.
“I would have killed him; if I hadn’t had to stop to make sure you were okay. If he had actually... well I don’t think anyone could have stopped me.” Harry was clearly still as angry as Draco was shaken.
-#-
Madam Pomfrey had been horrified when Harry told her what happened; Draco hadn’t been able to tell her. She had sent a patronus to Dumbledore immediately asking for him to come to the medical wing.
She had easily healed the bruises on his wrists and the couple that were on her back, Draco told her that her breasts hurt where she had been pushed against the wall but there were no bruises for her to heal.
Harry was telling Dumbledore everything that had happened and had gotten permission to stay with Draco in her room that evening, as he absolutely refused to leave her alone and Draco was already refusing to stay in the medical wing over night.
Nott had already been arrested and had been expelled, as well as being taken to the ministry to be charged with various assault charges.
Draco still felt quite dazed when she got into bed an hour or so later, and was relieved to be able to curl up in Harry’s arms. Sleep came surprisingly easily and for the first time all day she was glad she was so tired.
Harry, however, lay awake, watching her; the peaceful expression on her face the only thing that was keeping him sane. He was not sure either of them could have recovered if he hadn’t stopped Nott when he did.
-#-
Draco awoke to see her favourite green eyes watching her and wasn’t able to hold back her grin at the sight of him.
“Did you sleep at all, Harry?” She asked, concern suddenly written all over her face.
He shook his head. “I was just watching you, I needed to be able to see you were okay, besides who knows when I will be allowed to sleep next to you again, I didn’t want to miss a second of it.”
“You know it isn’t sleeping next to me, if you don’t actually sleep.” She leaned up and kissed him. “Hold that thought.” She told him as she slid out of bed and dashed into the bathroom.
He heard her retching again, he didn’t even bother waiting outside the bathroom this time, opening the door and taking a seat next to her on the floor, pulling her hair carefully back away from her face.
“Draco?” He asked when she was apparently done and was leaning back into his arms. “What’s going on? Are you unwell?”
“Yeah I guess I must be.” Draco sighed. “I will just spend today in bed, was kind of planning on doing that anyway given that it is Saturday.”
“Well... I would stay with you but I have Quidditch practice; I will come and check on you later.” Harry kissed the top of her head, before helping her to her feet and back into bed.
“I need to go get my stuff from the tower. You going to be okay on your own here?” Harry knelt next to the bed and brushed her hair off her face. She nodded and smiled at him.
“Okay, Love. Sleep well.” Harry kissed her lips, then her forehead before heading out of the room.
-#-
It was late when Harry finally got back to Draco’s room, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay long as curfew was fast approaching, but he wanted to make sure she was feeling better before he went off to bed.
It was dark and he could hear her breathing in her sleep. He threw his robe over the back of a chair and went to check on her, only to stand on an open book that was on the floor near the bed, he cast a spell to turn on the lights dimly.
“What you been reading today?” He asked rhetorically of Draco, picking the book up.
He read the title of the page three times, eyes wide with surprise. He read down the next few paragraphs, not really taking it in at all but some words jumping out at him...‘symptoms’...‘morning sickness’...‘tired’...‘sore breasts’...‘pregnancy’.
Surely not, they had only actually had sex twice, one of those times only two days ago. There was also a spell, with a guide to casting it. He looked at his beautiful petite blonde girlfriend and decided he needed to know. He read the spell again and the guide to casting it.
“Praegnatus.” He said holding his wand a few inches from Draco’s stomach. He spoke the word quietly really not wanting her to wake up and find him doing the spell.
There was a small light that moved towards her belly, turning a pale golden colour before fading. He snatched the book up from where he had placed in on the floor, next to where he was kneeling.
‘The spell will create a small light which will turn black if negative and a golden colour if positive.’
Harry was on the verge of panic. ‘A baby’ he thought to himself, Draco was actually pregnant, what had they done? They were so young and Draco had been alone when she found out. ‘She must be so scared’. He sat back against the wall and watched the mother of his child sleep; mother of his child... now that was a scary thought.
He moved forward, trying to use some of that famous Gryffindor courage. “Draco?” He whispered close to her. “Draco Love.”
Her eyes opened slowly and a smile formed at the corners of her mouth. “What time is it?”
“It’s quite late.” He told her with a timid smile. “How are you feeling?”
“Better for sleeping for most of today.” She was still waking up but Harry was definitely looking at her strangely. Did he know? Was best she tell him straight away either way? She didn’t want to hide this from him.
“I need to tell you something Harry.” She said after a few moments, sitting up in the bed and pulling her knees up to her chest. She was trying so hard not to cry but already tears were escaping.
“Draco...” Harry quickly climbed into the bed and pulled her into his arms at which point she burst into tears.
“I am so sorry, Harry, so sorry.” He could barely make out the words between her sobs.
“It’s okay Draco, Love, I know, we will figure it out, I found the book.” He kissed her temple and placed a hand on her stomach. He was crying too, he never wanted her to be so upset, especially not over something he did.
At this she just cried even harder against his chest. “How is this ever going to be okay?”
“I know you are scared Draco but I am here for whatever you need.” Harry kissed her temple again, whilst holding onto her as if their lives depended on it.
“I need us to be seventeen so that they don’t snatch our child from our hands the second they are born.” Draco almost yelled at him, hysterically pounding her clenched fist against his chest.
“WHAT?” Harry was confused and upset that Draco would think he would ever let someone take their child from them. “Is that what you are upset about, that you think someone will take our baby away from us? Not that you are pregnant”
Draco leaned back to stare at Harry, “Of course, I love that I can give you a family, it scares me and I wish we had finished school and were older and everything but I love it; but no-one under the age of seventeen is allowed to be responsible for a child. The ministry will take this baby Harry; our only family will be literally snatched from our arms.” Silent tears were rolling down from her now very red eyes.
“Draco, I don’t care what it takes, NO-ONE will take this baby from you, from us; we have both already lost too much.” Harry was calm and serious when he jumped out of the bed kissing Draco’s forehead and placing her hands deliberately over her belly. “You two stay here; I am going to go do whatever it takes to keep us together. I Love you both.”
Draco was still lost for words, staring at her incredible, though perhaps slightly crazy, boyfriend and the father of her child, as he disappeared out the door. She almost let herself hope; if anyone was going to find a way for them to keep their child at the age of just fifteen, it would be Harry Potter.
-#-
Harry was feeling determined but the closer he got to Dumbledore’s office, the more anxious he felt.
“Harry. There you are. I was starting to get worried; curfew started ten minutes ago, we need to get back.... Are you okay Harry?” Hermione had been talking from the moment she saw him and only stopped when she got close enough to see the expression on his face and his eyes red from crying.
“I really need your help Hermione; it’s Draco...”
“Oh Harry. She’s pregnant, isn’t she?” Hermione interrupted and when Harry nodded dumbly, she pulled him into a hug.
“You want to know how to stop them taking the baby away I assume.” To which he just nodded again, sometimes Hermione still amazed him.
“I was just on my way to Dumbledore; want to tell me what you know on the way there?” Harry suggested, she nodded and they continued towards the headmaster’s office. Harry felt a lot calmer now he wasn’t about to do this alone.
“Well there have been a couple of cases where parents under the age of seventeen were allowed to keep their baby, but in all those cases the parents were already married Harry, so unless ...”
“No Hermione we did not secretly get married, wishing we had right now though.” Harry sighed.
“Well you will also definitely have to assign at least a couple of adult guardians to your child, but that is far less problematic, I am sure both Sirius and Molly would insist on being involved anyway.” Hermione had apparently actually put some thought into this.
“Hermione, how long and how did you know?” Harry put a hand on her arm; they stopped walking and turned to face each other.
“Well I have been worried something like this would happen since the beginning of term, you can barely keep your hands off each other, and then you stayed with her over night. You both were raised in poor parented environments as boys so I assumed it likely no-one ever talked to you about preventative measures....” She sighed, “I didn’t exactly know, but every girl knows the symptoms, sickness, tiredness, and change in appetite... I should have said something, I am sorry Harry.”
“No, it’s okay Hermione, thank you for watching out for us. I mean you already looked up everything we would need to know if this happened. You are amazing but I think we need Dumbledore now. ”
Hermione nodded her agreement and they went the last flight of stairs till they were standing in front of the eagle staircase, which opened without prompting.
“I guess he knew we were coming.” Harry mumbled worriedly.
Dumbledore was sat in the chair behind his desk when the two Gryffindors entered the office. He wordlessly offered them the chairs across from him, whilst giving them questioning looks over his spectacles.
“What do I owe this pleasure to, at such a late hour? I was about to retire to bed myself when I became aware of your presence at my door.”
“Sir....” Harry started but realised he had no idea what to say; he lowered his eyes to the floor and tried again. “I have done something incredibly stupid and I really need your help, Sir.”
“Harry? What exactly is it you have done? I am afraid that I will require a few more details before I can offer assistance, though I assure you I will do whatever I can to help you.” Dumbledore’s voice was stern and powerful which reassured Harry, but added to the feeling that he had let everyone down.
When Harry still seemed to be unable to explain, the headmaster turned to Hermione. “Would you be happy for Miss Granger here to tell me the situation, Harry?”
At Harry’s nod, Hermione spoke. “Draco’s pregnant, Sir.”
Harry was now holding his head in his hands, crying slightly again.
“I never meant to hurt her and now they will take away the only family she has, snatch her child from her arms, before we are ever given a chance to even be a family.” Harry’s voice was suddenly strong, though filled with pain and heartache.
Dumbledore was for once apparently completely lost for words and taken off guard though only for a few seconds before he got control of himself.
“If I am not mistaken, Harry, you will go to pretty much any lengths to ensure this child is allowed to remain with you and Draco?” Harry nodded vigorously. “Very well, if Draco consents we will have you married tomorrow and we will back date the ceremony to August.”
“So we were married when....” Harry could see what Dumbledore had in mind but this was going to mean lying to the ministry. “I will ask her but if it means we get to keep our baby I am sure she will agree.”
“I will do what I can to help you both, Harry. This does not change that I am very disappointed in your behaviour, you have acting incredibly selfishly and irresponsibly. I will be contacting Sirius and Molly this evening. I will ask them to be witnesses, given we need people we can trust to keep the true date of your marriage a secret.” The look Dumbledore was giving him made him fear the similar looks of disappointment he knew he would see on Molly and Sirius’ faces the next day.
“I will also leave it to you to figure out an explanation for why you kept your marriage a secret for two months and why you chose to reveal it now, for it is essential that your marriage is recognised by the ministry before Draco’s pregnancy becomes known about. I suggest you go discuss this with Draco; I am sure the anxiety she is currently experiencing is not healthy for the baby.”
Hermione and Harry took this to mean they were dismissed and left the office.
“I am going to go talk to Draco. See you tomorrow?” Harry sounded quite exhausted.
“Probably, if not before you get married, good luck.” Hermione hugged him and ran off towards the Gryffindor tower.
“Thanks....”
Please do take a moment to review and give me your thoughts, it would mean the world to me. (as always I will happily respond to any and all review posted when I post the next chapter, like I have below)
Review responses:
Cindy - Sorry, forgot to answer the second question of yours, I haven't really decided either way on this yet. though they will not have an epic love story or anything. They might kind of have something between them later on down the line, but definitely not any time soon.
Skellig - I have had to do the same with a lot of stories I read too, I just wish this site had a good notification system, and a way to reply to reviews. As for the Pregnancy, I think this chapter answered your question ;)
ChaosLady - Indeed. I know it seems sudden and quick but there are reasons that will become clear later.
Anon - Oh, lol I completely miss understood; Ginny is more just sulking than acting out for now. Yes I am aware that not every girl gets morning sickness, but Draco is going to have some pretty bad symptoms for reasons that will become clearer later. And yeah, the chapter break was a little mean, but it was the only good place I could split it.
Nari - thank you for your very kind words. :)
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