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Survival of the fittest	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 18502 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Author's note: You probably have noticed that after the title of this chapter, it states that this is part 1. The reason for that is because I kind of let myself go with this chapter, trying to keep it all as realistic as possible, so I wound up with a much longer chapter than I anticipated. Because my friend and I thought it would otherwise look like it all was jammed up, I decided to split this particular chapter in two.

This means that part 2 will be posted in two weeks. I'm not going to post it sooner because my friend is going to check it to make sure that everything is fairly realistic (as I don't want to offend people). And this way I have more time to work on the eight chapter
Just thought I should explain why the title has a Part 1 behind it and why this chapter seems to end at a weird place ^^;
Thanks to the following reviewers: MakeupDiva84 (Thanks for the compliments!) and Seiren
Warnings: MPreg starting; some angst; explanation of what happened with Harry during his birthday; chapter edited by myself, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes left behind.

Also just a warning: the second part will have a lot of angst - couldn't be avoided given Harry's situation.
I hope you'll like this first part :)

Chapter 7: History Part 1
10th of October
Remus had always been the one who did the needed research. Whether it was research for their homework or research for the pranks they wanted to pull, Sirius and James had always relied on him when it came to researching stuff. While both of them had been brilliant in school, despite the way they acted and the many detentions they had received, they had detested reading something if it took longer than half an hour. Peter was even worse because he had always struggled through every year, barely getting enough marks to pass.
So the part of research always fell on Remus' shoulders and he didn't mind it that much. From the moment he had learnt how to read, books had become his friends before he met the others. Books had been an escape from the real world for him, particularly after he was attacked and it had been made clear to him that he was not welcome anywhere. The stories provided an escape for him, a way to experience the outside world in his small bedroom.
His love for books had never faded away, even when he gained his best friends. Books were reliable and he could always trust them to give him the answer he needed. If one book didn't provide a good answer, then the next one would or two books combined would be able to answer his question.
He had never encountered a question that he couldn't find the answer to in books.
Until Harry's birthday.
Ever since that faithful night had happened, his mind had busied itself with trying to come up with an answer.
Why had Harry experienced so much pain? Was it tied to his heritage? It had to be, but how come James had never experienced such pain? If that pain was normal in the Potter family, then why had James never gone through that?
It didn't make any sense and that made Remus very frustrated. He had kept a close eye on Harry during the rest of the holidays and now that they were back in school, he paid as much attention as possible to his cub, searching for any sign that something had changed. But there were no changes – at least not as far as Remus could tell.
Aside from that painful night, Harry hadn't experienced any pain and physically he hadn't changed. His magic had grown stronger, yes, but that didn't explain the pain he had gone through. It made it all even more confusing.
The books he had taken from the Potters' vault hadn't provided any answer so far. To be fair, he had taken twelve with him and he had only gone through five so far, so the answer could still be found in the rest.
Because he didn't know what exactly he was searching for, he read everything in the books, which explained why it took him so long to go through every one. Having to teach classes, correct the homework and having been feeling unwell for two days after the full moon certainly took time away from his research as well.
His lover did his best to aid him in his research, but his attention span when it came to reading books hadn't changed during all those years and the book Sirius was reading was more often closed than open.
"Still reading?" Sirius' voice broke through his thoughts and he looked up, blinking.
The clock showed it was eleven thirty - nearly midnight, which explained why his vision was blurry and his eyes felt as if they were burning.
He looked back at the page he had been staring at without taking in any of the words and wondered how long he had sat there without actively reading the page.
"Yeah," he groaned and rubbed his eyes. "I thought I had finally found the answer because this chapter deals with the events surrounding the heritage coming through, but it doesn't tell me much except that bursts of magic can be expected when it comes to exceptionally powerful Potter children."
"Well, he did have a burst of magic," Sirius muttered and came to stand behind him, looking over his shoulder at the page. "But nothing about pain?"
Remus shook his head and sighed. "No, nothing. It's like Harry is the first Potter to experience pain, but that can't be possible. There has to be at least one other Potter who went through the same, but so far I can't find anything!" Frustrated, he slammed his open palm down on the table and the bolt of pain made him grit his teeth.
A hand entered his vision and the book was closed carefully.
"Hey, you've been reading for a long time already. Tomorrow you have to get up early for your morning classes, so why don't you go sleep now, hm?" Sirius suggested and squeezed his shoulder.
"But why can't I find anything?" Remus continued frustrated, though he followed his lover begrudgingly, casting one last annoying look at the closed book that seemed to taunt him.
"We still have some books left; maybe we'll find the answer there," Sirius soothed and softly, but insistently pushed Remus down in their bed, climbing in behind him.
The sheets rustled when they pulled them up to their shoulders and they shifted around, trying to found a comfortable spot. They ended up with Sirius having thrown one leg over Remus' legs and Remus' head lying on Sirius' stretched out arm.
A whispered "Nox" clothed them in darkness.
"How is Harry?" Remus whispered, feeling his tense shoulders relaxing when Sirius started to caress his arm.
"He's doing well as far as I can tell," Sirius replied drowsily. "Moondagger especially is full of praise for him, telling everyone Harry would make a great Head Auror one day." He snickered. "You should have seen Snivellus' face when Moondagger kept going on how wonderful Harry is in his class and how quick on the uptake."
Remus smiled. Severus and Harry seemed to have some unspoken truce going on since last year, but he imagined that when it came to potions, Harry was still a slightly sour subject for Severus. Harry wasn't that bad anymore in Potions, thanks to Draco's help, but he would never be as good as Lily had been and Remus assumed that Severus was irritated because of that.
During their vacation in North America, he had caught Severus and Lucius talking one night, when he had gone downstairs to grab a glass of water. They had been sitting outside, while everyone else had already gone to bed. When Remus heard them talking, he had halted and had stood right behind the door eavesdropping – the exact same thing he had reprimanded Sirius for many times already. And now he had been doing that. All he could blame was his curiosity.
"Has Draco told you his plans yet about what he wants to do after his graduation?" Lucius asked while nursing a glass of Firewhiskey.
Remus' position behind the door allowed him a good view of the two men and he saw Severus shaking his head.
"No, he hasn't mentioned it yet," he replied idly. "Why?"
"He wants a master degree in Potions," Lucius answered calmly.
"Let me guess," Severus interrupted him, smiling sardonically. "He wants his apprenticeship under my guidance?"
Lucius smiled serenely. "Can you blame him for wanting that? I know you're not the boastful type, but you have to admit that you are considered the best when it comes to Potions in Europe – and even outside of it. A Malfoy always wants the best and one can't get any better than having an apprenticeship with you as mentor."
"Flattery won't work with me," Severus sneered. "If he wants that apprenticeship so badly, he'll have to work for it like everyone else."
The older blond chuckled. "I saw the exam results, Severus; my son had the highest marks of his year, even better than that Muggleborn girl Granger."
"Looking through papers without permission, Lucius? How very uncouth of you," Severus remarked snidely and took a sip of his own Firewhiskey.
Lucius ignored the snide remark and continued, "I saw the exam results of young Harry as well – he seems to have improved a lot."
"He has made some improvement, yes," the Potions' master pursed his lips together and broodily stared into his glass.
"But?" Lucius cocked his head to his left.
"If he applies himself in Potions as he does in other courses like Defence against the Dark Arts, then he wouldn't need Draco's help to tutor him," Severus muttered and Remus blinked, not understanding why Severus sounded so troubled by Harry's inability to be good at Potions.
It was silent for a while and Remus was just about to turn around and leave when Lucius started talking again.
"You know," he began idly, as if what he was about to say wasn't that important. "If you want to talk about Lily with him, I'm certain he won't mind if you just start a conversation about her. It doesn't have to be related to potions for you to start. You could talk about your childhood with her."
Severus snorted and he sounded bitter when he replied. "As if he's interested in hearing me talk about his mother. He has that mutt and the wolf to talk about his parents."
"Severus …"
"I'm going to bed," Severus announced harshly and Remus quickly left to avoid getting caught.
"Remus?"
Remus shook his head weakly to get rid of the memory. "Do you know if he got attacked by students recently?"
He felt Sirius shift to lie down on his side and thanks to the good vision of the wolf inside of him, he could clearly see Sirius' face when the man looked at him.
"Some have tried to attack him in the hallways in the last couple of weeks," Sirius murmured and he rolled his eyes. "Clearly those idiots seemed to have forgotten that Harry is the best in Defence against the Dark Arts of his entire year."
"It seems that Molly managed to do more harm than we suspected," Remus mumbled and he felt his anger spike again when he thought of the infuriating woman.
Certainly, the papers were now forbidden to write anything that could be considered slander when it was about Harry, but carefully written speculations were still able to slip through the restraint.
"She'll get what's coming to her," Sirius whispered darkly. "They all do eventually."
Remus didn't need to use Legilimency to know that both were thinking about Peter, who had indeed received what was coming to him after his betrayal.

It was two days later when Remus finally stumbled upon something that could lead them to the answer they had searched for, for a long time now.
Because his classes were done early on Wednesday, he had hauled himself up in his room with the books and had looked through them without stopping once to take a break.
He was bend over the eight book, which was a very old one with pages that looked ready to fall apart if he handled them a bit more roughly.
"Come on, it has to be somewhere in these books," he muttered annoyed and turned to the other page.
And instantly froze.
A title seemed to glare at him from the top of the page and the letters shone in the flames of the candles floating near him.
'History between the Malfoy and Potter family'.
There was a history between them? How come James had never told them about this? Or had he never known about it?
From the looks of it, this book had to be at least two hundred years old and James had never been known for his love of antique books. It was possible that he never had said anything about a link with the Malfoys because he hadn't known anything about it.
Could this chapter maybe explain what had happened during Harry's birthday?
Only one way to find out.
'Pureblood families have always strived to keep their blood pure and one way of doing this, is to assure they marry another Pureblood, resulting in Pureblood children, who continue the line.
Usually the marriage is between a man and a woman, but there have been cases where the marriage was between two men or two women. Obviously these unions never resulted in an heir, so the first child was always forbidden to have such a relationship.
The Potter family is an exception when it comes to this particular rule and in extension the Malfoy family as well.
In 1785, Lord Henry Marcus Potter married Lord Lucian Antonius Malfoy against their families' wish for both were the first born children. Both were disinherited as a result, but both refused to divorce (later on they would be allowed back in the family when their siblings died during accidents).
Lucian Malfoy was an expert when it concerned the field of Charms and that would prove to be very useful in his marriage. As it was stated earlier, heirs were not possible in same gender relationships. However Lucian and Henry found a way around it.
There is not much known about the spell – the Malfoy family has always been protective of their creations, so it is likely that this particular spell and its effects can only be found in one of the heritage books in possession of this family; most likely a heritage book written during the nineteen hundreds.
What this author knows, is that four years into their marriage, a baby named Victoria Annabella Malfoy-Potter was born, who possessed characteristics of both men. Five months before the girl was born, nobody was able to see Henry Potter, though there are mentions of him in old newspapers, displaying pictures in which he can be vaguely seen through a window caressing his stomach, which appeared to be rounded.

Rumour has it that Lucian Malfoy was able to create a spell which would grant his husband the chance to carry their child and that his disappearance was to prevent others from seeing his husband in such a delicate state.
Whether this is true or false can only be confirmed by studying the heritage books of the Malfoy family and this particular family has never been eager to lend out their knowledge.
Remus stopped reading and stared blankly at the page. While male pregnancy wasn't that common, some men preferred carrying their child instead of using a surrogate, so that wasn't the thing that shocked him.
It was the fact that a Malfoy had married a Potter and had created a spell to make sure that the Potter could carry a child, that shocked him.
What kind of effects did the spell have? Was this somehow related to the pain Harry experienced during his birthday? It seemed unlikely – after all Draco had been as shocked as them so the likelihood of him having stumbled on the spell and having used it on Harry barely existed.
But what if this was the answer they had been searching for? What if the spell was somehow linked to the pain Harry had undergone? He couldn't dismiss this. He needed more information.
Praying that Lucius would be more forthcoming with information than his ancestors, Remus set about writing a letter to the older Malfoy, requesting for the heritage book to be delivered to him. He kept as vague as possible, not entirely certain of his speculation and hoped that Lucius would send him the book.
Hopefully the heritage book would finally deliver a complete answer.

It was another two days, on a Friday, that Lucius' majestic looking hawk landed on the windowsill and kept pecking on the window insistently until Remus woke up and blearily stumbled out of the bed, while Sirius cursed once he noticed the early hour.
"What the hell is Lucius' hawk doing here at this insane early hour?" Sirius growled and sat up in bed, watching his lover opening the window and carefully extracting the big package, making sure the hawk didn't get the chance to attack him. As soon as the weight had disappeared, the hawk immediately took off, presumably having been told to not wait for an answer.
"It's six thirty," Remus replied absently while opening the brown paper. "It's not that early. You would be getting up in half an hour anyway."
"That's not the point," Sirius grumbled and scowled. "And you still haven't told me why Lucius sent something. What did he sent?"
A short note was included with the book and in Lucius' fine script, he read 'I cannot phantom why you would have a need of this particular heritage book, but I trust you have a very good reason for demanding it. I'd appreciate it if you would let me know what it is you were searching for.
Sincerely
Lucius Malfoy'
"Moony?" Sirius asked impatiently and Remus looked at him startled.
"What? Sorry," he shook his head. "I was reading a chapter two days ago which told about a marriage between a Malfoy and a Potter."
"A marriage between those two families?" Sirius wrinkled his nose and looked mildly disturbed. "James never said anything about that."
"I don't think he knew about it – this marriage dates back to the late seventeen hundreds and James was never really interested in his family history," Remus muttered and walked back to the bed, slipping between the sheets and laid the book on his lap.
"True," Sirius admitted. "But what does this marriage have to do with Lucius sending you a book?"
"Apparently four years into that marriage, a girl was born who bore characteristics of both men – and Henry Potter disappeared five months before the girl was born, although the newspaper got his hands on some pictures which showed Henry Potter caressing his rounded stomach. Plus there were rumours circling around that Lucian Malfoy was very proficient at charms," Remus explained and opened the book, landing on a detailed family tree.
"So what?" Sirius furrowed his eyebrows. "That Malfoy guy was able to create a charm which made Potter able to carry a child?" He sounded perplexed.
Remus nodded; his eyes going quickly over the family tree, until he found in the middle the couple he was talking about – and four lines extending down, leading to two daughters and two sons. Their children. "That's what the rumours were saying, yes. But the book couldn't say much about the spell, because apparently the Malfoy family wasn't very forthcoming with information."
"How shocking," Sirius commented drily.
"Anyway, the book suggested that it was best to look into one of the Malfoys' heritage books, claiming the spell and its effects would be likely found in one of them."
"You think this has something to do with what happened on Harry's birthday?"
Remus bit on his lower lip and looked at his lover. "It's the best lead we have so far. The other books didn't tell anything new."
"Well, checking won't hurt," Sirius sighed and together they bent over the book, going through two pages of the index before they finally found the one they were looking for.
'The Heres spell, developed by Lord Lucian Antonius Malfoy
The Malfoy family have always produced heirs who possess a great amount of power and a great intelligence. Adding new spells or potions to their long list of creations is more common rule than exception, and that is why it was not a shock when Lord Lucian Antonius Malfoy added his own creation to the long line of charms and spells, created by the Malfoy family.
As records shown, Lord Lucian Antonius Malfoy married Lord Henry Marcus Potter in August 1785, much to their families' dissatisfaction. Both men being first borns, it was expected of them to marry a Pureblood woman of good status. However, love seemed to have won in the battle with common sense, even if it left them disinherited for nearly two decades (both were moved back on their family trees in 1805).
Thanks to the diaries left behind by both men, we know now how much the couple longed to have a child of their own. But neither seemed willing to sleep with a woman and Pregnantes potions weren't invented back then.
Luckily for them, Lord Lucian Malfoy was a master in charms and he created the Heres charm. The explanation and the effects written below have been directly copied from his diary.
From the diary of Lord Lucian Antonius Malfoy:
The Heres charm allows a man to carry his own child in a magically grown womb. Once the charm is casted, the magic will form a womb made from the blood and magic of the man and it will move the organs around to fit the newly created womb between them.

This is accompanied by a large amount of pain, due to the fact that both magic and blood are used and organs are pushed aside.

Soothing potions, Pain relief Potions and spells designed to heal have no effect on the progress, as discovered when the charm was used on the test subject (my husband Lord Henry Marcus Malfoy-Potter).
The pregnancy lasts as long as a normal pregnancy does, if it can proceed normally without any interruptions.
The baby will feed on the nutrition and magic of the man carrying it, but as the man won't grow breasts, it has to be fed with the bottle after birth.
After experimenting, I was able to create a potion that would make the Carrier able to deliver the baby in the natural way (this happened with the birth of my second child, as a Cutting spell combined with a Soothing charm and a Blood clot charm proved to be very risky and near fatal due to the blood loss). I've included the recipe for this particular Muscle relaxer potion in the back of this book. It needs to be taken in once the Carrier enters the ninth month, so that the body will have enough time to prepare itself for the birth.
When my husband confided in me his wish for a third child, I had to make some adjustments to the charm. With our first two children, the charm had to be casted again, considering the magic had dissolved the womb as soon as the child was removed from it.
Having to sit near your husband, while he screams and twists around, trying to escape the pain that seemingly rips him apart, is not something I wish even on my worst enemy. The feeling of helplessness and the realization that, even with his consent, I was the one who brought him this pain was overwhelming and I couldn't make him go through that again for a third time and perhaps even a fourth time, as he had told me he always wanted to have at least four children.
However, I had underestimated the stubbornness that is apparently inherited by all Potter children and my husband finally convinced me to go for a third child. I was able to make him promise me to wait until I had managed to create adjustments to the charm.
It took me a year, but I finally managed to adjust the charm.
I adjusted it so that now, whenever a male Malfoy heir and a male Potter heir fall in love and have a relationship, once they receive their heritage (or with their next birthday in the case of the two heirs forming a relationship later in their lives), the Potter heir will receive the charm automatically. I didn't manage to banish the pain, but the adjustments will make it so that the pain is only experienced once – once the womb has settled, it is there to stay for the rest of his life (unless he removes it permanently).
After finishing reading some peculiar side effects that had occured after the adjustment of the charm, both men were staring shocked at the last page.
"So what?" Sirius finally broke through the silence that had fallen between them once they had finished reading the page. "Does this mean that … Harry is now able to become pregnant? And that he's bonded magically to Blondie?" His voice went through a higher note at the end.
Remus slowly looked up and stared at him, still reeling from what he had read. Who would have thought that this was possible?
"It seems so," he replied slowly. "The whole description fits what Harry went through on his birthday. He received his heritage and afterwards he went through the pain – apparently going through the process of forming a womb," he muttered faintly.
His cub possessed a womb now? He was able to get pregnant? He really hadn't expected to discover that when he requested the book.
"So if he hadn't gotten together with Blondie, he wouldn't have gone through that pain?" Sirius asked, narrowing his eyes.
Remus nodded warily.
"I've always known those Malfoys were bastards," Sirius cursed and clenched his hands into fists.
"Sirius, you can't blame Draco for this. No, you can't," Remus said firmly when the other man looked at him incredulously. "Draco had no idea this would happen – you saw his face when we entered their room once Harry began screaming. He was panicking as much as we were."
"Fine, maybe I can't exactly blame him, but his ancestor was a huge bastard! Who was he to decide that all Potters should go through that pain once they got together with a Malfoy? He seemed to think that once a Potter is together with a Malfoy, they stay together for the rest of their lives – I know that was common in his time, but it isn't anymore! A child binds them for life, Moony – it looks like a Potter can't have a casual fling with a Malfoy without paying the price for it in the form of a night filled with pain and a child," Sirius snapped. "Harry shouldn't have gone through with this! He never got the choice – what if he doesn't want to carry his children? His choice has been taken away from him before he could even start thinking about it! And why the hell did that son of a bitch assume all Potters would be catchers?"
"I know, Sirius," Remus said soothingly and gripped his hand, ignoring his last comment. "But there isn't much we can do about it now. What's done is done. We can only explain to Harry what we discovered and warn him to use Contraception charms when he has sex with Draco."
"Once he starts doing it," Sirius corrected him absently and Remus just rolled his eyes, wondering when his lover would finally realize that their cub was growing up.
He looked back at the page. He just hoped they wouldn't be too late with warning Harry. If they were already doing it, the chances of Harry being pregnant were big and Harry having a child now, at his age and with the threat of Dumbledore wasn't a good idea.
But, he thought, closing the book and putting it down on his nightstand, I can't get ahead of myself. First thing to do, is explain to Harry what we discovered.
He turned around to face his lover and interrupted his grumbling about 'those sneaky, vile Malfoy bastards' with a deep kiss. "We still have twenty minutes left," he murmured against red tinted lips. "What do you say about some fun before the lessons start?"
Sirius threw him a look, as if to say he knew that Remus was trying to distract him, but grinned and pulled the younger man on top of him, slipping his hands underneath the nightshirt Remus wore. "You know I never say no to that."

15th of October
Draco showed up in Harry's room at exactly nine thirty in the morning.
"Ready to go?" he inquired and Harry nodded.
Harry stepped first out of the portrait, Draco following him with Mara and Ruby invisible behind them.
"What do you think they need to talk about to us?" Harry asked while they made their way up to the third floor where Sirius' and Remus' room was located.
Draco shrugged and with the next brush of their hands, he grabbed Harry's hand and held it. "I don't know – somehow I doubt it's to have some tea together," he smiled sardonically, remembering Sirius' dark glare when he had found them after dinner had finished and told them to visit them the next day.
"Hm," Harry made a noncommittal sound and the rest of the trip was made in silence, ignoring some of the students who stared at them and were whispering behind their hands, as if it wasn't obvious they were talking about them.
"Moon shine," Harry told the gentleman in the portrait, who guarded the rooms of his godfather and his lover and the man smiled and the portrait swung open, revealing the entrance.
Their pets entered first and as soon as they were inside, they revealed themselves, knowing it was safe for them to do so and stalked towards the fireplace, where they curled up as much as their large bodies allowed it.
"Harry, Draco, good morning," Remus was the first one to greet them and he ushered them to the couch. "Coffee or tea?"
"Tea is fine," Harry mumbled and Draco agreed.
Six minutes later, both boys had a mug filled with Earl Grey tea in their hands while Sirius and Remus were sitting across from them, enjoying a cup of coffee.
"So, why did you call us here?" Harry asked curiously and raised an eyebrow when he noticed how tense the other two men became.
What was going on?
Remus cleared his throat. "You remember that I was doing research about what happened to you on your birthday?"
Harry grimaced, recalling the searing pain he went through – a memory he'd rather forget. "Not like that was easy to forget," he muttered.
Sirius grimaced and Remus continued, "Well, we think we finally found out what happened when you received your inheritance."
He and Sirius shared a look Harry couldn't read – and it made him antsy. What had they discovered that they needed to talk to both him and Draco about it?
"What did you discover?" Draco asked and leant slightly forwards – the only sign that he was feeling worried.
"We can lend you the book if you want to read more, but the gist of it is that in 1785 two men called Henry Potter and Lucian Malfoy married each other," Remus said slowly.
"My ancestor was married to a Potter?" Draco asked perplexed.
"Yes, and it seems that your ancestor was rather proficient when it came to charms," Sirius replied and he clenched his jaw.
"How so?" Harry asked warily. It was interesting to know that one of his ancestors had married a Malfoy, but what had that to do with him?
Remus took over again. "Well …" he hesitated. "Harry, have you ever heard of the Pregnantes potion?"
Harry blinked confused and glanced at Draco when he felt him tense. "No, I haven't. What does that potion do?"
"It gives a wizard the ability to grow a womb and carry his own child," Draco replied and he frowned. "But that potion was invented by a German wizard – not by a family member of mine. And it certainly doesn't need the help of a charm to work."
Wait, wizards could get pregnant? They could carry their own children? Why had nobody ever told him this before?
His mind reeled and he stared at the older men. Of course he hadn't given the subject of children any thought until now – busy as he was with school and surviving Voldemort's threats in general – but it would have been nice if someone had told him, or at least mentioned it to him, that wizards were capable of carrying their own children.
But at least he now knew which potion he had to take if he ever wanted to have children of his own.
However, what link did that potion have with whatever had happened during his birthday?
"Well, before the Pregnantes potion was invented, it seems that your ancestor, Draco, created a charm that would grow a womb created from the magic and blood of the person who would carry the baby," Remus continued and he looked pale. "And he used that charm on Henry Potter; they had four children in total."
"Okay," Draco narrowed his eyes. "It's nice to hear that my ancestor was that great at charms and was able to find a way to give him and his husband children, but what does that have to do with what Harry went through?"
"Your nice ancestor adjusted the charms after the first two children they had," Sirius replied flatly and Harry swallowed nervously when he recognized the hard glint in his godfather's eyes. Sirius was very angry. "He apparently decided that because his husband had carried their children, all Potter men would decide to carry their children if they were gay."
"Sirius, what …"
"Harry, there is no easy way to explain this, but," Remus hesitated again and then took a deep breath, plunging forwards. "The adjustments of the charm created a couple of side effects. Like a deeper bond between Henry and Lucian; an ability to feel whenever the other one was in danger."
Harry felt Draco tense again and he made a startled sound. He turned to look at him, but the blond was staring fixated at Remus.
"Marks burned into their backs that only became visible when there was danger … And it seems that the charm enables every Potter man to grow a womb when they receive their heritage or later in their lives if they ever get together with a Malfoy," Remus finished his hurried explanation softly. "The pain you went through was a womb being formed of your magic and blood and that organ seeking a place between your other organs. Because you're together with Draco, the charm was set in working again."
"So, what are you saying? That I'm able to get pregnant now?" Harry asked incredulously and he heard his voice gaining a higher pitch.
At any other moment he would have been embarrassed to hear that high pitch, but he didn't give a damn about it now. What he just heard, was beyond his comprehension skills.
Because of an ancient charm, he had suddenly grown a womb? He was able to carry children, because he was together with a Malfoy? Did this mean that if he had never gotten together with Draco, he would never have gone through that pain?
"Harry can get pregnant?" Draco repeated faintly and his already pale skin seemed to have taken a pasty white colour.
"Yes, he can get pregnant now," Remus confirmed and he rubbed his forehead, looking exhausted.
"So that means, Blondie, that you better make sure to use protection once you start doing it," Sirius snapped and his grey blue eyes blazed in anger. "I won't have you knocking up my godson when you are still young, just because you couldn't be arsed to use decent protection."
He narrowed his eyes and his magic seemed to spark around him. "That said, you better hope for your sake you aren't doing it yet."
Draco swallowed – his poisonous tongue that had delivered so many witty remarks seemed to have abandoned him in the face of a protective, angry godfather.
"Harry, are you alright?" Remus asked and looked at him worriedly when he took notice of how silent the young man was.
"It – it's a lot to take in right now," he replied weakly and ranked a hand through his hair, tugging at it softly. "I mean, until a few minutes ago I didn't even know it was possible for wizards to get pregnant and now I hear that a centuries old charm enables me to get pregnant because I'm with Draco."
"I know; I wish there was an easier way to break this news, but we're still in shock as well," Remus admitted. "Until a few days ago, we never even had heard of a marriage between the Potters and the Malfoys, let alone one of them creating a charm that has as a side effect that every Potter man can get pregnant once they are together with a Malfoy. But it's the truth. I checked it in one of the heritage books of the Malfoy family."
"My father let you borrow a book of the private library?" Draco murmured and he sounded vaguely surprised, obviously still with his mind stuck at the knowledge that his lover could get pregnant now.
"Yes – though we have to let him know what we discovered," Remus answered and glanced at his still glaring lover, pinching him in his arm to make him stop. "Stop glaring, Sirius."
Harry startled all of them when he suddenly stood up, feeling his legs tremble in shock. He needed to get out of here. He needed time to think. He needed to talk with Draco. Especially talking with Draco was important.
Remus would never lie to him about something as important as this, so they really needed to discuss this between the two of them. But not with Remus and Sirius present.
"I – I need some fresh air. Draco, are you coming?" Harry muttered hastily and left the room quickly, too preoccupied with his thoughts to notice the concerned and worried looks of Sirius and Remus.
The silence that hung between the two boys when they made their way back to Harry's quarters was heavy, both trying to come to terms with what they had just heard. Their pets softly brushed against their hands, but otherwise didn't interact with them.
Once they were safely behind the closed portrait, and were certain nobody would be able to eavesdrop on them, Harry began pacing through his small living room.
"Oh god, I can't believe this," he muttered and clenched his fists. "How is this even possible?"
"I don't know, Harry," Draco replied and he sounded wary. He sat down on the couch and looked at his boyfriend pacing in front of him. "I know your godfather and Lupin were pranksters, but they weren't joking now."
"I know," Harry groaned and stood still, staring at Draco. "That's what makes this so bad. Draco, do you realize what this means?" Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "We have had unprotected sex a few times after my birthday. While the womb was already formed. We didn't use any protection!"
Draco stood up and embraced his trembling lover, rubbing his hands up and down over Harry's back. "Harry, try to calm down first, alright?" he murmured and kissed the top of his head. "Panicking won't help us now. We need a …"
"I know panicking won't help, but god damn it, Draco! Hearing that you somehow formed a womb on your birthday because you're shagging with a Malfoy is not something a bloke wants to hear!" Harry snapped and pushed him away.
Draco let him escape his embrace, if only to prevent the other one from getting more upset than he already was. "Do you think I was happy to hear that I'm the cause of you going through all that pain?" he snapped back. "It's my fault that you went through all that, just because an ancestor of mine created some charm and thought it wise to adjust it."
"You weren't really the cause, Draco," Harry bit his lip and stepped closer to the blond.
Draco laughed humourlessly. "Oh, of course not. You heard what they said: if you hadn't gotten together with me, you would have never gone through all that pain."
Hearing the pain in Draco's voice made Harry step closer until his body was flush against the other one's body and he could embrace him firmly, not wanting to hear that pain any longer. "Draco, it wasn't your fault. You didn't know what would happen. I don't regret loving you," he stated firmly and looked at him with clear, green eyes.
"Not even after hearing you could have avoided all that pain if you hadn't become my lover?" Draco asked doubtfully.
"No, not even after hearing that. Even if we had known about this sooner, before we got together, I wouldn't have rejected you. I love you, Draco. Going through a change, because of something that isn't even your fault, is not going to change that," Harry replied determined and raised himself up to place a kiss on slack, pale pink lips.
They stood still for a moment before Draco let them back to the couch, Harry following him, not putting up any fight. His panic was subduing, leaving him tired and a bit empty.
"Well, now we know what happened to you, we need to talk about this," Draco sighed and they shifted around until Draco laid spread out on his back on the couch with Harry on top of him, his legs lying between the space created by Draco's legs.
Harry raised his head and linked his right hand through Draco's left hand, intertwining their fingers. "Do you – do you think I'm pregnant?" he finally dared to ask the question that had been plaguing him ever since they left Sirius' room.
Pregnant. Such a surreal word when it concerned him. He had wondered about that in his mind, but now that he had asked it out loud, the reality of it finally came crashing down on him. He could be pregnant now. They had never used protection; how long did it take for him to get pregnant? Would it take months like for some women? Or would one time have been enough?
A cold grip seemed to squeeze his heart and he breathed in slowly and released the air softly, trying to keep himself from having a panic attack.
"I don't know," Draco looked at him troubled. "I don't know how long it would take for you to get pregnant, but we have done it a few times without protection, so …" he trailed off.
"Oh god," Harry muttered and closed his eyes, laying his head down on Draco's shoulder.
He couldn't be pregnant now. That just couldn't happen. Not only was he just seventeen, he still had to finish school and Dumbledore was waiting for his chance to attack him.
He couldn't have a baby now; that would bring all sorts of trouble he wasn't ready to deal with.
"How are we going to find out?" he asked in a small voice.
In a perfect world, he would be able to ignore it; he would be able to just go on with his business, worrying about normal stuff, like finishing his homework on time and winning a Quidditch match. He wouldn't have to worry about a possible pregnancy. But this wasn't a perfect world and he couldn't ignore it, no matter how much he wanted to.
"We could go to the nurse," Draco suggested, but Harry shook his head.
"No – we could have trusted Pomfrey to keep quiet, but I don't trust the new nurse when it comes to this. What if she tells Sirius? Or what if she lets it slip to someone and the press gets to hear it?" he asked rhetorically, shuddering inwardly at the field day the press would have if they got their hands on this piece of news. "Is there another way? Something we can do on our own?"
A hand shifted and came to rest on his lower back.
"Well, I know there is a potion that I could brew which would tell us whether you're pregnant or not. The potion would need a few drops of your blood and then the colour of it will change, depending on the answer," Draco replied thoughtfully, his forehead creased.
"That sounds good – how long would it take to brew?"
"I need to find the recipe first – our schoolbooks don't have it, so I think I would need to look around in the library. I remember reading that the brewing would take three hours."
"Alright," Harry breathed out slowly. "We could ask Snape to lend us a cauldron for a few hours."
"I can tell him it's a private project – that way he won't bother to ask what kind of potion it is," Draco murmured, his breath stirring a few strands of black hair. "He's used to me brewing potions on my own occasionally."
Harry nodded. "That's good," he hesitated and peered up at Draco. "What are we going to do if I am pregnant?"
A tense silence hung between them, until Draco freed his other hand and embraced Harry fully, pressing his head against his shoulder.
"Let's worry about the potion first," he whispered. "Once we know the answer, we'll decide what we'll do next."
Harry wasn't completely happy with the plan, but he wasn't feeling up to that particular discussion either, so he didn't protest.
The two laid together on the couch for a very long time, unaware of their pets' eyes staring at them in concern.

AN2: So this is the end of the first part. What do you think of it? Please leave a review behind with your thoughts!
See you all in two weeks in the second part of this chapter!
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