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I did not sleep with that wizard!	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 54410 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Title: I did not sleep with that wizard!

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Rating: M:

Summary: Harry has a vision of Sirius being tortured and begs Dobby to take him to Sirius. AS they Apparate out of the Fifth Year Gryffindor Dormitory he faints. Shocking things come to light about the Saviour. Involves Good Malfoys, good Sirius and Good Severus. More to be revealled...

Notes: Another random story idea…maybe not so random inspired by the conceiving of Merlin…

A/N: Dedicated to Jannafrancine for being so understanding and patient with me. Thank you! I how you like it!

Chapter 6

Harry woke to the sound of hushed whispering.

"Would you two keep it down? Harry is ill and needs his rest. The babies are draining him of energy."

Harry felt that statement was far too accurate for his liking. He hated feeling weak. He cracked one eye to see how bright the room was.

The Lumos lights seemed to still be off so the only light in the room came from the fireplace.

Harry tried to sit up but was overwhelmed with dizziness.

"Master Harry Potter sir!"

"Master Harry!"

"Pott…I mean Harry, you're awake. Dobby make yourself useful and go inform the adults that he's awake."

Harry recognized Dobby and Winky's squeaky voices and Draco's familiar deep voice.

Hands, gentle hands touched him gingerly, "Don't try to sit up yet."

"Master Harry sir, Winky has a message from Master Wheezy…Winky means Master Ron."

Harry felt Draco stiffen at the house elf's words.

Harry spoke, his voice shocked due to a raw and dry throat. "What did he say?

Harry could barely hear the elf but he couldn't see around Draco.

"Master Ron is saying, '"What's wrong? Where did you go? Why didn't you talk to us? Why didn't you let us help?' That is Winky's message."

Harry closed his eyes, "No reply yet. I'll call you or Dobby when I know what I want to say."

"Winky wait. Winky go now?"

Harry would have nodded but he was wary of dizziness. "You may go."

There was a soft pop; Harry thought she had DisApparated because Draco seemed to relax.

The next sound he heard was the door opening.

The comfortable silence was broken by a tangle of voices asking after his welfare.

Harry identified the voices as Lucius, Sirius, Remus, and Andromeda and was that Snape? Why was he here?

"Be quiet and let me examine him." Andromeda said quietly but firmly.

Harry felt uneasy when Draco's hands left him.

There came the wash of spells.

"He's in need of a meal and plenty of liquids. He's dehydrated. Harry, you're showing some symptoms of shock, which is understandable as well as malnutrition and dehydration. Now the babies are taking chunks of your energy, that's why you feel tired. You need to take naps during the day even if you don't think you're tired. You shouldn't be alone if you're out of bed, in case the babies take energy when you don't have any to spare. You need to eat small and often. You are extremely calcium deficient as well as lacking the proper vitamins and minerals. Severus has kindly agreed to brew potions that are safe for a pregnant wizard. Are you allergic to anything we should know about?"

Harry shook his head and closed his eyes when the room spun. "The dizziness is because of the babies?"

"That's part of it. You'll need to remain here for the duration of the pregnancy. You'll be continuously monitored. If neither of you object, I will recommend that Draco stay in here with you. As partners-to-be, you need to get used to each other. Harry needs to learn to trust Draco and Draco needs to feel comfortable with being responsible for him."

"I shall stay if he wants me to. If not, I will be asking Dippy to watch him for me. Dippy is a good house elf. She's looked after me for years and I would trust her with my sons…"

The word 'sons' felt awkward but Draco really seemed to be taking his unexpected pregnancy better than he was.

Then again Draco had no doubt been raised knowing that Wizards could bear children…

Sirius stepped into his line of vision.

What would have been his line of vision if he'd been wearing his…

His glasses were pressed into his hands.

Harry put them on, "Sirius?"

His godfather grinned at him, "I'm fine Prongslet. So is your Uncle Moony. So is…Severus. I suppose since he's Draco's godfather that makes him your uncle as well."

"Snape really is here?"

Professor Snape appeared next to Sirius, "I'm here. I've been horrid to you. Lily would probably trounce me for it." He seemed to wince, "James would clock me so hard I'd land on my arse and probably be out cold for a couple of hours. I should have treated you better if only out of love for your mother."

"I know you knew my parents. My mum was your friend. I thought you didn't like my Dad."

Snape sighed, "I didn't. He was a bully but he sincerely loved your mother. She in turn grew to love him. I eventually came to terms with it. You see we were best friends for years." He winced, "Until that memory of mine you spied on. We did make up between Sixth and Seventh Year after my parents died. I loved her like a sister. I wanted to believe I loved her differently because I was unable to accept myself. She knew and she still loved me like a brother."

Harry was curious, "What couldn't you accept about yourself?"

Professor Snape winced, "That I was attracted to wizards…Lily caught me admiring some of them. My father was a homophobic git who liked to hurt myself and my mother."

Harry chewed on his lip, "Sounds like Dudley or Uncle Vernon."

Professor Snape frowned, "Petunia was never very kind. She bullied and insulted Lily and I when we were young. She held me responsible for Lily being a witch, which is impossible."

"About as impossible as beating the unnaturalness out of me…" Harry muttered.

XoooooX

Draco's eyes narrowed and he hid his clenched fists in his robes. No one had the right to treat his soon-to-be Bondmate in such a manner!

Granted he wasn't the sterling icon of the sort of person Harry Potter of all people deserved but he was going to prove that he was better than anyone expected. He hadn't known until recently that his father was a spy. His father had told him when Umbridge was appointed to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts. As if one could call that ridiculous excuse for instruction a class. Draco probably knew more about Defence and application of the Dark Arts then that useless wench.

Most purebloods had better lessons in both Defence and application of the Dark Arts from their parents.

Not all Dark Arts were evil or declared illegal by the Ministry. They were actually misunderstood and he received instruction on them from his father and his godfather. Uncle Severus was actually quite gifted in the Dark Arts. He could get obsessed with them…

Perhaps, that was why the Headmaster refused to appoint him to the position of Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts. Not that his godfather wasn't an exceptional Potions Master, Uncle Severus was one of the most talented in Britain.

Draco's musing was interrupted by Aunt Andromeda's snapping order to Dobby to retrieve the meal that had been resting on the counter under a warming charm for Harry.

The former Malfoy elf bowed and disappeared with a loud pop.

He'd forgotten his manners…

XoooooX

Draco helped him sit up and gently arranged his pillows to support him before taking the tray from Dobby and setting it on his lap.

Draco was far gentler then he would have guessed…

The slightly egotistical blonde sat down on the edge of bed and watched him eat silently.

Harry's face flamed at the feeling of all of those eyes.

He barely noticed what he was eating; a flavourful beef and vegetable soup with fresh warm from the oven bread and a tall glass of lemonade. The lemonade had a spicy tang that wasn't unpleasant but seemed to sooth his stomach. He didn't manage to finish much of it, maybe half a bowl and a few bits of bread but he finished the lemonade. He was feeling rather tired again.

Before he could speak the tray was whisked away.

Draco proceeded to shoo them away.

To Harry's surprise the adults left without complaint.

Draco snapped his fingers and an unfamiliar elf appeared.

"Master Draco be wanting Dippy?"

Draco nodded, "I would like you to retrieve a pair of summer pyjamas from my wardrobe that would fit my intended as well as something for myself."

"Dippy be doing right away."

The house elf disappeared with a soft pop.

Dobby appeared, "Master Draco be wanting a bath?"

Draco grinned, "Yes please."

"Dobby will go draw a bath."

Draco held out his hand, "Coming?"

Harry blushed, "I'm…"

Draco laughed at him, "I should have said; would you like a bath?"

Harry swallowed. A bath with Draco? He felt himself harden beneath the bedding, oh Merlin. Did he want one? He flushed a deeper crimson at the thought of his dream about sex in the Prefect's bathroom.

Draco smirked at him and that too went straight to his groin. He never reacted to any girl like this. He'd been more than a little nauseated when Cho snogged him or tried to. His first thought was that Draco would kill him, until he remembered that their relationship only existed in his dreams. Now he had Draco asking him if he wanted to take a bath with him? Draco was by far the hottest guy in school, not that Fred and George weren't attractive but clearly he liked them tall, blonde and handsome. He would have nodded but he was sick of the dizziness it caused. His voice was rather squeaky when he finally managed an answer. "Yes?"

Draco's smirk widened to a grin, "I had a feeling you'd say that."

Before Harry had a chance to move, he was swept up in those strong arms. He had no memory of being carried. Normally, he would have told someone off but he wasn't sure if standing and walking with this persistent dizziness and passing out all the time was a good idea. He felt safe of all things in Draco's arms. Something Ron and Hermione would berate him for. They would take neither his pregnancy nor his engagement well. Oh Merlin…

Draco left the room and carried him down the hall to the bathroom.

They entered the bathroom to find it warm and inviting, it smelled of vanilla and lavender.

Draco set him down on the counter and undressed him.

Harry barely had a chance to breathe before he sat there on his school robes his shed clothes lying around him on the counter.

A kiss was pressed beneath his left ear.

"Merlin, you look just like I imagined you would. My ancestors must be pleased with me…I managed to get the hottest boy in Hogwarts."

Harry felt the flush spread from his neck to his toes.

"You look adorable when you blush. You're tiny…" Draco chuckled as he rolled up his sleeves.

Harry pouted at him; it wasn't his fault he was at least nine inches shorter than the Slytherin. Harry hadn't known until that moment that rolling one's sleeves could be sexy…

He was picked up and then lowered into the hot water.

It was hot but not scalding…

Harry watched with hungry eyes as Draco undressed and folded both their clothes before placing them in the laundry basket.

Draco waved his hand and Harry was levitated out of the water.

Harry yelped, floating in the air rather suddenly was unnerving.

Draco slid into the tub and slowly lowered Harry until the smaller teen was perched in his lap.

Harry shivered despite the warmth of the water. He could feel Draco hard beneath his arse. He closed his eyes and moaned softly, he remembered keenly all the dreams he'd had this year about Draco taking him.

The Slytherin's cock hardened and Draco gasped, "Don't do that. I want you so bad it already hurts. Make noises like that I can't promise I'll behave. This is supposed to be relaxing."

Relaxing? With his sexy soon-to-be husband hard beneath him? Fuck! Harry felt warm, suds-covered hands ran over his chest and smooth thumbs brushed his nipples. Harry choked on a moan, resting his head on Draco's firm shoulder. He hadn't realized those were so sensitive…

Draco whispered in his ear, "You like that?"

Harry gasped, "Yes…:" he didn't dare squirm; he didn't want to upset the taller boy. Harry had never been touched gently or kindly by someone he liked or someone he was clearly sexually attracted too.

Draco's smooth fingers pinched Harry's nipples.

Harry yelped and felt his cock drip. he closed his eyes, silently imploring his fiancé to touch him.

"What do you want Harry? Tell me…"

Harry whispered, hardly trusting his voice, "More…"

"That's not an answer…"

"Touch me…"

A hand slid down his chest and rest just above his cock, "Really?"

Harry had never felt this needy in his waking hours, he barely masturbated. "Please…I've wanted this for so long…"

A large hand wrapped around him and started to move.

Harry was tired but he wanted this badly. He wasn't selfish, he knew that Draco was holding back but he wanted him to enjoy this as well. He rocked his hips into Draco's hand, his arse wiggling back and forth on the Slytherin's cock.

Draco cursed.

Harry was flipped around so he was straddling the older boy.

Draco claimed his mouth in a hard kiss, "You belong to me…"

Harry threw his arms around Draco's neck and kissed him back.

It felt like Draco's hands were all over him…

Harry felt the hardness of Draco's cock pressed tight to his and then the steady pressure of that gentle hand moving again.

Harry forgot about being embarrassed.

Between the deep passionate kisses and the steady pumping of Draco's hand, Harry came hard. He moaned through out his climax until he collapsed in Draco's lap and leaned against him languidly.

Draco pressed kisses to his closed eyes, his lips, his neck and then held him close but loss enough to accommodate the swell of his stomach.

"I can't believe I missed out on so much of your pregnancy. You look so hot. I promise the next one will be planned. When you want another child that is…I could never object to seeing you round with my child."

Harry just lay there; his euphoria nearly equalled his exhaustion.

Draco's hands washed him gently.

Harry was too tired to be turned on by any the touches.

Draco massaged pleasant smelling potions into his hair and used conjured water to rinse them out.

Draco levitated him again and a towel wrapped around him. It was warm, a plush emerald green that matched his eyes.

Harry watched, unable to look away but too tired to be turned on.

Draco stood stretched, draining the tub before washing himself and then stepping out of the tub after rinsing. Draco dried himself leisurely and dressed before helping Harry dry off and dressing him in green silk pyjamas.

Harry curled up in Draco's arms again as he was carried back down the hall to his room.

Draco muttered a charm and the two twin beds became one large bed. Another incantation and the bed was no longer in Gryffindor colours. It was now green and silver that matched their eyes.

Harry reached for Draco sleepily and the Slytherin crawled in beside him. Harry snuggled into the taller boy's side, resting his head on Draco's muscular chest. "Night."

Harry didn't hear Draco's response he was already asleep.

"Sweet dreams Harry."

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

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