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Love Forced Upon Us COMPLETE	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 25105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any concepts or characters associated with it. I am not making any money from this this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 5
- 6
UPDATED: November 2018 - Improved grammar, punctuation, and spelling.
AN: This is a much darker story that most of my usual writing, please do pay attention to the warnings given and do not read if you think you will be affected by any of the subject matter.
WARNINGS: This story will contain some adult themes, including non-consensual sexual activity, graphic scenes of hetero. sexual activity and abuse. This story also contains pregnancy, gender changing potions, major and minor character death (I have been advised to add a major character death warning, these are minor characters in the canon, but more major for this story; but are not Harry or Draco) and both heterosexual and homosexual relationships.
Enjoy.
Part 6

“Morning you,” Draco greeted as he entered the kitchen with a sleepy nine-month-old Orion on his hip, smiling at the sight of Harry scoffing down a very large breakfast.
“Morning,” Harry managed between mouthfuls. Swallowing the last of the eggs he was eating, he held out his arms to take their son, who Draco handed over.
“How are you feeling?” Draco asked as he started cutting bread to make toast.
“Well I tell you what, this pregnancy thing is a lot easier when you have access to all the food you want and a comfortable bed,” Harry told him honestly with a small smile.
“I’m glad. You want anything else to eat while I’m up?”
“No I’m good, I am just going to see if can get this young man to take some milk,” Harry suggested as he sat Orion on his hip and picked up his plate to take it to the sink.
He gave Draco a kiss before he went to sit and attempted to breastfeed their son, something he was sure he was never going to get used to.
Their days were easy like this and they were quickly becoming competent and confident parents. Hermione and Ron would visit often and Molly and Andromeda were there most days but both boys were now starting to feel trapped and isolated again. They were still not telling most people that they were alive and well as a safety precaution.
-#-
Andromeda loved having Harry and Draco around and if possible she loved having Orion around even more. He was a surprisingly calm baby and she adored him. He did look so much like Draco, though already his hair was darkening and they were all sure that he was going to have black hair like his mother.
She had even brought Teddy back to live with her at the house, but with Orion crying at odd hours, just like babies do, she had moved him back to one of the other houses and had moved there with him. They settled for visiting the young Malfoy family during the day.
Today, however, she needed a break. She felt herself too old to be dealing with teenage parents and babies all day every day. She understood how trapped Harry and Draco must have felt in her home and felt slightly guilty that she was able to go out and ease her own cabin fever when they could not.
The autumn air was refreshing and Diagon Alley was quiet. It was always quiet nowadays. She was just going to get a few things and then head back to headquarters. She had not told them knowing they would insist on an escort and she just really needed a bit of breathing space.
Of course, she regretted this the moment the hand came from behind her and covered her mouth. She cursed her stupidity, her carelessness and now she had gambled not only with her own life but the lives of those she loved.
'I am so sorry,' she thought as a spell rendered her unconscious.
-#-
Harry was rocking a crying Orion when he heard the sound of spells being fired and what sounded like someone charging into the house.
'No, it is happening again.' Harry thought, cradling her son to her chest, hoping she could keep her own son alive as her parents had done.
"Harry! Orion!" Draco barged into the nursery and pushed his family behind him just as the door swung open.
Voldemort stepped into the room and dropped the clearly dead body of Andromeda on the floor.
"She really was most helpful in locating you. I was going to let her live if she would just bring your bastard boy to me but her refusal left me with no choice but to come here myself."
"Our son is no bastard," Harry yelled at him.
Voldemort laughed. "Is that so? Why Harry, did you marry yourself off to a Malfoy?" Voldemort stepped over Andromeda towards them. "Now, now, Draco," Voldemort's cold voice chastised, clearly believing himself to have won, "you really believe you are a match for me, that you can keep them safe?"
"You won't touch them." Draco had his wand out, and Harry cursed having left hers in the bedroom.
"I just want the boy, Draco, or more specifically his soul." Voldemort cackled at the horrified looks on their faces. "You see Harry rather viciously destroyed my Horcruxes. And now I need a new soul, a pure soul, to restore my own."
"You did all this to us, just so you can kill our son?" Harry asked, horrified at what a monster Tom Riddle had become.
"Oh no, he will live, he will just be missing his soul." Voldemort laughed his cold laugh again. "You can have him back when I have removed it if you like."
"You stay the fuck away from my grandson, you evil bastard!" Narcissa yelled as she barged in through the door where the madman had entered just moments before.
"MOTHER!" Draco yelled.
Voldemort cast a slashing curse on Draco's arm, making his wand fall to the floor and Draco's knees crumble in shock. Sat on the floor of their son's nursery, Harry and Draco hugged a crying Orion between them, desperately praying that some miracle would at least get him out of this alive and with his soul intact.
"Narcissa, so nice of you to join us; and what exactly do you propose you will do? Kill me?" Voldemort asked mockingly. "Your life is bound to mine, my death means yours."
"No!" Draco yelled.
"Oh yes, that's right Draco. Any of you kill me and you will be killing your mother." Voldemort cackled again.
"You think that will stop me when you have threatened my grandson?" Narcissa laughed.
Voldemort didn't have time to react before she had transformed a nearby toy into a sword and swung hard and fast, separating Voldemort's head from his shoulders.
"No! Mother!" Draco yelled as he watched her fall to her knees and clutch at her chest.
Draco half crawled, half ran through the puddle of blood flowing from the madman's severed neck to hold his mother. Harry quickly joined him at her side, Orion still clutched in his arms as he tried to shield his son from the horror around them.
"Why, mother, why?" Draco cried, pulling his mother into his arms.
"Because you and your son deserve a life together and this was the only way to give you that," Narcissa explained. She was clearly weak and her breathing was coming in short sharp breaths. "May I hold him."
Harry, whose face was as covered with as many tears as Draco's, gently placed the crying boy into his dying grandmother's arms.
"So beautiful," Narcissa said as she placed a kiss on Orion's head. "His name?"
"Orion Parker Malfoy," Harry told her. "And Mrs Malfoy, I promise you the child I am carrying right now will be named for you. Our children will know that their grandmother died for them."
"You are with child, again?" Narcissa's voice was so quiet they could barely hear her.
"Yes, Harry is with child and she is my wife. I love you so much." Draco kissed his mother's forehead.
Narcissa sighed. "You have a family, I am so glad. I love you, my son."
She breathed deeply and then with a soft breath seemed to relax.
"Draco... " Harry sobbed. "I am so sorry."
"At least she got to meet Orion, that has to count for something, and she knew we were married, that we love each other... she... she..." Draco broke down into sobs.
It was like this that Ron and Hermione found them about twenty minutes later, sitting in a pool of Tom Riddle's blood, Draco sobbing over the body of his dead mother with Harry beside him, holding Orion.
Voldemort was gone, defeated completely and yet with the deaths of Narcissa and Andromeda everyone was in shock and suffering from terrible grief. It was as if the end had brought back memories of everyone else who had been lost along the way.
It was days before Draco spoke. He and Harry spent all their time cuddling with their son, desperately trying to smile for his sake. All they could do was let time heal their loses, remember those who sacrificed everything and hope the funerals would bring some peace.
-#-
The two Black sisters had died and were just now buried. They had given their lives in the war like so many others, sacrificed so that their families might live and their headstones told the world as much. Andromeda had refused to hand over Orion and lost her life for that choice and Narcissa had struck down Voldemort, knowing she would kill herself in the process.
Even the weather knew it was a sombre day and had filled the sky with dark grey clouds that kept rumbling slightly. A fine mist of rain was falling and two Gryffindors were glad they had thought to wrap the babies in waterproofs.
Ron was holding Teddy, who had been left alone in the world with the exception of his godfather and Hermione held Orion, his parents not trusting themselves to hold him in their grief-stricken states. Draco was holding onto Harry against his side, as if his life depended on it, and Hermione privately suspected that if not his life, then his sanity might. The pair of them were oblivious and uncaring to the rain soaking into their clothes.
Harry was distraught, tears covered his face, overwhelmed by the combination of pregnancy hormones, the loss of Andromeda, who had taken them in at their most broken and vulnerable moment and the grief of knowing that Narcissa died to protect Orion, who she would now never have a chance to know.
Draco, by contrast, was solemn as they stood by the graves of his mother and aunt. He was an orphan, they had never had his father's body to bury, but his name was immortalised on Narcissa's headstone.
"We should go home, love." Draco's voice was hollow and full of pain.
Harry nodded next to him. "I'm so sorry, Draco. No-one should lose all their family this way."
Draco sighed. "Thank you, Harry. At least I still have you, Orion and Teddy. You three are my family."
Letting their thoughts wander, they left the graveyard. Ron and Hermione following close behind, holding the young couple's son and new ward.
-#-
"You completed bastard, I can't believe you did this to me twice," Harry panted out between gritted teeth. he was kneeling, naked, on all fours with Draco at her side, using a cloth to wipe her forehead, neck and back.
"I know, Harry, I am a terrible person and I am very sorry but right now you need to focus on pushing," Draco told her in a voice so calm it was driving Harry crazy.
Harry yelled in pain and effort. She had been in labour for nearly five hours already and was now in the final stages.
"What the hell do you think I'm doing, Malfoy." Harry made a point to crush her husband's hand just a little bit harder, almost smirking at his wince.
"You know, calling me 'Malfoy' isn't nearly as effective when it is your name too," Draco pointed out with a kiss to Harry's temple.
Harry simply turned a death glare in his direction and pushed hard, trying to expel their second child from her body.
"Was it really this hard with Orion?" she asked weakly as she took a moment between pushing, resting her head down on the pillows for a moment.
"It was worse, love, it took several hours longer to get to this point. I blame his big head," Draco told Harry with a smile.
"That was rhetorical, you prick!" Harry yelled as she gave a large push and the baby's head came free.
"One more big push, Harry," Molly instructed.
Throwing her an annoyed look over her shoulder, Harry yelled out as she pushed with all of her might, collapsing sideways against Draco, as the pressure eased off and the wails of their newborn baby filled the room.
"Well congratulations, you two, you have a beautiful, healthy little girl," Molly told them.
Draco helped Harry to turn onto her back and Molly lay the crying baby girl on her mother's chest. Harry barely cared or noticed when she delivered the after birth and Molly cleaned her up.
"She looks so much like Orion," Harry told her husband.
"Well, she is his sister," Draco pointed out.
"Funnily enough, Draco, I had noticed that part," Harry tutted, never taking her eyes off the tiny child in her arms.
"I thought having already been through this with Orion, I would feel less overwhelmed. I was wrong," Draco confessed.
"I thought having already been through this with Orion, I would feel less pain." Harry countered. "I was also wrong."
"Did you at least have fun cursing me, love?" Draco asked with a smirk.
"Actually, I did. You are still never getting me pregnant again. I am taking that damned potion and getting my man bits back," Harry told him.
"Man bits?" Draco raised an amused eyebrow.
"Shut up," Harry ordered. "Now are we sure about a name for this young lady?"
They had already picked out names for whether it was a boy or a girl, but Harry couldn't help smile knowing his daughter would be named for the women they had lost, Lily, Andromeda and Narcissa.
Draco nodded, feeling honest happiness for the first time since his mother's death. He smiled warmly and greeted their daughter.
"Welcome to the world, Lily-Anne Narcissa Malfoy."
-#-
“Are you sure you want to do this Harry?” Hermione asked. “You know it is really going to hurt.”
Draco rolled his eyes. Hermione had been asking this question about every fifteen minutes for the last two weeks since they had finalised the potion Harry was to take to return her to her male body. Molly had taken Teddy, Orion and Lily-Anne so they wouldn't have to hear their mother's inevitable screams.
“Hermione, I have been a woman for nearly two years, I am MORE than ready to get my real body back. I promise you I have really thought this through,” Harry reassured her.
She took another look at the small vial in her hand and turned to face her husband.
“I love you, Draco.”
“I love you too, Harry,” Draco held her against his chest and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “It will be okay.”
Harry just nodded to this and took a step back, at the same time tipping her head back and swallowing the potion in one go.
The small teen gasped and dropped the vial which rolled away unwatched. With one arm she held her stomach as it rebelled against the concoction she had imbibed, the other pressed against her temple as her head began to pound. She could hear her blood pumping loudly in her ears, she felt like her insides were on fire, but was unable to stop shivering.
Ron held Hermione tight, watching as Harry fell to her knees with a moan of pain, Draco quickly fell to his knees and pulled his wife into his arms, muttering words of love to her.
Harry was vaguely aware of the safe arms which held her but there was no escaping the pain she was feeling. Her bones felt like they were breaking and melting at the same time, her skin felt like it was being ripped and sewn back together repeatedly and each of her organs seems to be testing out every possible location in her body.
It felt like hours to Harry before she finally wasn’t able to take it anymore and lost consciousness; by this time Hermione was sobbing, Ron was white-faced and Draco was rocking back and forth with the changing form of the love of his life in his arms.
Now that their focus wasn’t on Harry’s pain they could see that his hair was short again, he was nearly a foot taller and more muscular. He was starting to look more like the boy they remembered. Draco swept him up into his arms and smiled down at the young man he was holding. This was his Harry; he had almost forgotten how handsome he was and suddenly all the doubts he had hidden, that he wouldn’t love this male Harry, as much as the female one, vanished.
Draco sat down on the sofa, Harry held against him; despite his now larger size he was still smaller than Draco and fit safely into his arms. The three of them sat watching him, waiting for the boy they all cared so much for, to awaken.
“Urrrrrrg,” Harry groaned as he shifted to bury his head deeper into Draco’s neck. “Ow,” he whispered a few seconds later.
“Hey, love, welcome back.” Draco kissed his temple gently.
“It worked?” Harry asked, still without opening his eyes.
“It worked,” Hermione confirmed.
“You okay mate?” Ron was fighting every urge that made him want to run over and pull his best friend into a hug.
“Aches…everywhere,” Harry mumbled.
“Just go to sleep, we will be here. I will always be here,” Draco told him kindly and sighed with happiness when Harry nodded and took his usual tight grip on the front of his shirt and fell asleep curled up on his lap. They were going to be okay, he was sure of it.
-#-
Many of the Weasleys and their friends had bemoaned missing the opportunity to see Harry as both a woman and pregnant and Harry found himself very glad of his decision to remain hidden until he had returned to his male body.
The level of acceptance they got from everyone was incredible and neither Harry or Draco could think of one person who didn't quickly come to accept their relationship. Ginny perhaps took the longest but once she realised Harry really was gay and they bribed her with cuddles with their children, she was quickly won over.
A few months later they finally found the time to appoint godparents officially; Hermione and Ron as Orion's; Mr and Mrs Weasley as Lily-Anne's.
It took a while, but Harry agreed to return to Hogwarts for one last year so Draco could study his NEWTs. Harry decided against more education, focusing on their children and Draco had delighted in the idea that Harry would let him provide for them all.
"You grew our children, Harry." Draco told him one day, "I am more than happy to accommodate you if you want to spend every day with them until we put them on the train to Hogwarts."
"Okay, maybe not every day..." Harry amended, giving Draco a kiss. "Just most of them."
-#-
“Are you going to come and sit with me for five minutes while we read our daughter’s first letter from school?” Harry put his head around the door to the office and asked his husband, who was digging through a pile of papers on his desk.
“Yes, yes of course.” Draco looked up and grinned at him. “Let’s go read how our daughter is a Slytherin.”
Harry actually laughed at this. It was a completely preposterous concept that their really kind-hearted, gentle little Lily-Anne would ever be a Slytherin when her far more devious older brother, Orion, wasn’t.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, don’t worry; I am not actually expecting that,” Draco conceded.
They curled up next to each other on the sofa and Harry opened the letter, holding it for them both to be able to read it.
‘Dear Dad and Daddy,
The train was so much fun. I have made so many friends already. My friend Jamie said her dad is a professional Quidditch player and that we might be able to go to a few games and Thomas and Nicole are so funny, they are twins. Jacob and Damian were also talking with us, but they were sorted into Gryffindor so I don’t know how much I will get to see them now. Hogwarts is so cool, I can’t believe how big it is. I loved the lake and the boats. Apparently, sometimes people fall out of them and get really soaked but no-one did this year which was good.
I was sorted into Ravenclaw with Orion, so he promises he will take care of me (though I think he probably would have no matter where I was sorted, he has always been too protective not to.) Jamie and the twins are in Ravenclaw so don’t worry Daddy we will manage to get into enough trouble to make you proud and Dad, don’t worry too much, I am a Malfoy remember, I can worm my way out of any of said trouble.
Teddy and Orion both say hi.
Love you both, miss you already,
Lily-Anne.’
The two men chuckled at their daughter’s letter. They could practically hear her bubbly little voice straight from the page.
“Another Ravenclaw…” Harry smiled.
“Apparently. At least we know we make clever babies.” Draco smirked. “You want to make another one?”
Harry turned to glare at his husband. “If you fancy being pregnant, then sure thing.”
Draco’s eyes went wide. “On second thoughts, wouldn’t want to ruin our perfect little family now.”
Harry just laughed and lent up slightly for a kiss. Draco might have simply been trying to avoid conversations about him being pregnant but Harry had to agree he had a point.
He thought about his son and daughter, who both looked so much like their father, apart from their paternal grandmother's blue eyes and his own dark hair, and about his godson. They were clever, sweet and happy children. He loved them all so much and in his mind, their family did seem to be as close to perfect as he could ever hope for.
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