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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 9, enjoy.

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always.

I am also looking for a new beta for this story (and maybe some of the others, apart from Erotes), if you are interested, please let me know.

Also today is my 27th birthday, so please make my day and leave me a nice shiny review with your thoughts. :D

I actually managed to finish a chapter of this story today and know what the next one will roughly entail, so I decided you guys could have this special additional Birthday update. Enjoy.

Previously:

"I love you too. Now, shall we make good use of this evening we have all to ourselves?" The salacious implications of his words making Draco smirk knowingly.

"Well, Mr Potter, I suppose, just this once, I will allow you to have your way with me."

"Oh really? How very kind of you, Mrs Potter." They were both grinning as Harry easily picked up the petite blonde and moved them into the bedroom.

-#-

School was keeping everyone busy and with snow now falling upon the Hogwarts grounds, as mid November rolled around, both Harry and Ron found themselves dreading the upcoming Quidditch match against Ravenclaw.

It was late when Harry returned from yet another practice and he was about to start complaining about how it was definitely too cold for flying when he caught the look Draco was giving him.

"I am guessing that me complaining about the weather conditions would not go down well right now?"

"That would be a good guess; do you know what I wouldn't give to be able to go flying no matter how many degrees below zero it is but I can't, I won't be able to for at least another seven months." Draco's glare didn't ease off at all and Harry found himself playing with his hands nervously. "Besides the cold would probably be nice compared to these infuriating hot flushes I have been having all day."

"Okay, yes that's partly my fault, guilty husband present and accounted for." He held up has hands in surrender. "How about we figure out what we want to do for our first Christmas together, or something, instead?"

Draco rolled her eyes at him but closed the book in her lap and put it on the table, indicating that he was now permitted to sit with her.

"Bad day?" He asked as he sat on the sofa next to her and tucked a lock of her perfectly straight blonde hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, morning sickness came back again, hot flushes, like I said and I have just been feeling all girly and emotional all day. Why do I have to get all the worst symptoms?" Draco was looking like she might cry again.

"Hermione has a theory that it is a lot to do with the accident, something about how completely different these hormone levels are compared to when you were a guy making everything even worse."

"Well isn't that just my luck." She sighed.

"You do have some luck though, that one of my best friends happens to be even more of a book worm than you, Love. Hermione has of course been reading every book on pregnancy she has been able to get her hands on since the day we found out; and I suspect before then even."

"Before? Does this have something to do with how you found the time to let Hermione in on everything, between us finding out I was pregnant and us getting married?" Draco raised an eyebrow in suspicion having forgotten about her intentions to ask about that before.

"Oh, yeah, apparently Hermione had had her concerns about this pretty much since the beginning of term."

Draco's eyebrows raised in shock and confusion.

"Yeah, I know, sometimes I swear she is able to see the future and just holding out on us. Anyways, she apparently was concerned that between the bad parenting we both received and us both being raised as guys we wouldn't think to be careful." Harry smiled ruefully.

"And she didn't think it would be wise to warn us of this prediction of hers?" Draco looked like she was stuck between amused and annoyance.

"Well apparently she sort of did, in her own way, I just wasn't very good at listening to her." Harry paused for a moment. "Sorry."

Draco laughed, "Oh Harry, Love, Hermione should really have learnt by now that if she wants you to understand something she is trying to tell you, she is literally going to have to spell it out for you." Draco leaned over to give him a kiss.

"Well anyways, when I ran off to go and speak with Dumbledore that night, Hermione had already come looking for me because it was after curfew; I explained everything to her and it was her who had already looked up how we might be able to keep our baby."

"So are you going to tell me what wonderful secrets Hermione's obsessive reading habits have uncovered that are either going to help me deal with pregnancy symptoms, my desperate longing to fly or my unpredictable emotions?"

"We need to get you some green tea or ginger tea, and some ginger biscuits and crackers." Harry was grinning at the sceptical look on Draco's face. "They will help with the nausea and hopefully help reduce the morning sickness and if they don't work we will have to get you a potion to help, apparently there are a couple of options."

"So now you start listening to Hermione?" Draco laughed.

"Well I feel bad enough for hurting you like this by not listening to her once, if my actually paying attention can help make this easier on you then I am going to do it." Harry looked so sincere that Draco's heart fluttered and she couldn't help it when a small tear fell.

"You haven't hurt me Harry, not really; I know this was definitely not what we planned or would have chosen but it is what it is, I have an amazing husband and a child on the way who will be very much loved by both his or her parents. I am not hurting, Love." Draco paused for a moment to think at the disbelieving expression on Harry's face.

"Okay, well yes," She conceded, "the throwing up and emotional craziness hurts, but just keep trying to help me with those and we will be just fine. Oh plus if giving birth hurts as much as I think it is going to then you are going to spend the rest of your life making this up to me."

"Whatever I can do to help, Draco." Harry chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose.

"So what did you have in mind for Christmas?" Draco asked after a few minutes.

"Well normally I would either stay here or go to the Weasley's..." Harry looked down at the floor, "but I am happy to go with whatever you want to do. That said, it would mean a lot to me if you would agree to spend it with them, they are the closest thing I have to a family other than you and..."

Draco gently punched his arm, "You are such an idiot, of course we will spend it with them if it means that much to you."

Harry looked up hopefully. "But I thought you said you didn't feel like you would be welcome there..."

"Oh Harry, I do love you, but you are incredibly hopeless. When I refused to go to their home over the summer, I had only just become your girlfriend and none of them even knew about that. I am your wife now, your pregnant wife at that, there is no question that I belong where you are."

Harry smiled softly and then smirked slightly, "For someone who was a guy for the first fifteen years of their life you sure do seem to think like a girl sometimes."

Draco rolled her eyes, "You mean actually using my brain. Talking of which I have homework I have to do and so do you." Laughing when this just made her husband mumble something about slave drivers under his breath.

-#-

It was late and Harry knew he should probably sleep but he was far to content watching his wife as she slept to want to. He was sitting on their bed, back against the headboard, Draco's petite body curled against him; her head against his hip, her small fingers fisted around some of the fabric on his Pyjama trousers.

He brushed her hair away from her face and tried to take in all of her features; she still had the slender slightly pointed look of the Malfoy's but he was sure she had never looked that vulnerable and trusting when she was a boy; Draco was different now, she had no use for the defences her father had taught her now that she was a Potter and Harry found himself glad that she was letting herself be vulnerable, even if it was only with him.

"You know you watching me sleep is slightly creepy, Love." Draco mumbled without moving or opening her eyes.

Harry chuckled, "Sorry. Was just thinking too hard."

Draco rolled onto her back and smiled up at him, "What about?"

"About how weird this should feel, you and me; you can't say you saw it coming. It doesn't though, I keep waiting for it to feel weird and it just doesn't." Harry smirked slightly.

"Well granted this was not the life I thought I would have, I was going to marry some pureblood witch of my father's choosing and provide an heir." Draco's face was twisted in clear distaste at that idea.

"Draco....?" Harry asked after a few moments.

"Yes, I am much happier with you, Love." She told him, leaning up to kiss him.

"Good, but that wasn't what I was going to ask." Harry bit his lip in thought, to which Draco raised a thin eyebrow in question.

"Did you like me... you know... before?" Harry's voice was quiet and thoughtful, like he was trying to get his head around something.

Draco felt her cheeks become flushed and was glad for the dim light in their room. "I... well like I said before, I always knew I was going to marry some pureblood witch so I tried not to think about it, but I knew... I knew I preferred men and... well... I guess I wasn't oblivious to the fact that you look like you do." She bit her lip and ran a hand over his chest, avoiding looking directly at him.

"It's okay, Draco." Harry ran his fingers through her hair and with a wink added "Turns out your preference for men worked out in our favour, besides there was always something between us, some kind of intensity. Though I definitely prefer what we have now to our corridor insults."

That made her laugh, "Yeah, you're right though, if someone had suggested that you would knock me up and we would be married... well I probably would have cursed them to be honest."

Harry actually looked guilty, "I probably would have too, it wasn't exactly part of my life plan."

Draco sighed and swung herself up to sit on his lap, straddling him. "Stop feeling guilty already." She leaned into a powerful kiss. "This was not something you did to me, this is something we did together; fifty percent your fault, which means that the other fifty percent my fault."

It took a few seconds but when Harry looked like he was about to speak Draco just pressed a single finger to his lips and gave him her best 'shut-up' look.

"I am not just some fragile little girl who was seduced and now needs her big strong hero to protect her; we are in this together, equal partners, equal responsibility, understand?" Draco told him with a glare.

Nodding, Harry kissed the beautiful blonde that was still straddling his legs, one hand on her back, another in her hair, holding them against each other.

Pulling back, Draco smirked as Harry yawned widely. Without words they lay down facing each other, Draco automatically curling against him, her head tucked under his chin, both falling asleep quickly.

-#-

The weeks passed quickly and the Potters were relieved they had so far managed to keep the pregnancy a secret from the general population of the school despite Draco's persistent morning sickness. Harry was making sure to keep a good supply of ginger tea and salted crackers in their room and there was always a pack of ginger biscuits in the bottom of Draco's book bag; these seemed to help even if they didn't make the problem go away.

Draco and Hermione had returned to the Gryffindor common room one afternoon very red in the face and flustered after a rather embarrassing conversation in the girls dormitory where they owl ordered her several new bras as the ones Draco had were no longer comfortable. Harry had had the good sense to not ask as they settled down to tackle a particularly troublesome Charms essay and hit Ron on the back of the head quickly when he looked like he was about to voice some very unwelcome questions.

The weather was cold now and snow lay on the ground, sharp winds meaning that many students had taken to wearing scarves between classes, Draco included as she seemed to get much colder than she ever used to and delighted in making Harry hand over whatever cloak he was wearing when she started shivering. So much so that by the beginning of December Harry had taken to keeping a second cloak in his book bag at all times.

The weekend of the Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor quidditch match was clear skied and while the ground was still covered in snow, no more fell. It was sunny and for once this was not a good thing; the white blanket which covered the ground reflected the light and Harry was cursing when two hours in he hadn't seen even a tiny glimpse of the snitch.

After a long tiring match lasting just shy of four hours Harry had managed to spot a golden glimmer hovering in front of a Blue Ravenclaw banner and made easy work of snatching it from the sky before the opposing seeker, Cho Chang, could even put up a fight; winning the match with a score of 380 to 190. Flying over to where Draco was sat applauding and cheering between Ron and Hermione wearing both a Gryffindor and a Slytherin scarf, Harry thoroughly embarrassed his wife by gifting her the small struggling snitch in front of the whole school before leaning down for a kiss.

-#-

"Urgh." Pansy looked truly annoyed at the public display of affection that Potter was showing his wife and Blaise couldn't help but snort in amusement when she turned slightly green at the sight of Draco leaning up to return the kiss.

"I really don't know why it annoys you so much." He mumbled in her ear to ensure she heard him over the cheering and applause and loud wolf whistles that most of the school were making.

"No, I just find the sight of so many happy Gryffindors nothing shy of repulsive." She sneered getting up from her seat, pushing several small first and second years out of the way as she practically stormed from the Pitch seating. "Most of all Potter; I can't help but think that Draco marrying him is a waste of a perfectly good pureblood."

Blaise rolled his eyes as he followed more sedately a few paces behind, he actually thought it was almost cute; he remembered fondly how gentle and kind hearted Draco had been when they were young children. It had always bothered him how Mr Malfoy had taught his son to be cold and arrogant; of course they remained friends but were never able to be as close as they had once been.

Blaise couldn't help but wonder if it was Potter's influence or the fresh start away from the Malfoys which had enabled Draco to become so carefree once again, perhaps it was a combination of both; but either way he was seriously considering attempting to at least speak to his lifelong friend, despite Pansy's apparent distaste for the blonde.

-#-

"Draco."

She was walking through the entrance hall with Harry and Ron when she heard a voice she recognised as Blaise call her name. She didn't let go of Harry's hand as all four of them turned to face the tall dark-skinned Slytherin who was approaching.

"What do you want Blaise?" Draco snapped, feeling most definitely not in the mood to be insulted.

Draco was standing just in front of Harry and when Blaise continued to approach them without speaking Harry reached an arm around Draco and pulled her against him.

"I just want to talk; we used to be friends once." Blaise told them, as he stopped a few feet from where they stood.

"I am not who I used to be Blaise, I assumed your friendship was lost along with everything else I had taken from me. You never gave any indication otherwise." Draco sneered at him and leaned back against Harry, just needing to know he would be her rock if this all went sideways.

"I.... Sorry, everything was weird, Draco," Blaise frowned, "I know you aren't going to just trust me again or anything of the like, but I just want you to know that it is really good to see you happy and carefree again; you honestly seem happier than I have seen you since you were about nine, I just wanted you to know that I am happy for you."

Without waiting for a response Blaise disappeared down one of the nearby corridors leaving a very confused Draco with three very stunned Gryffindors.

"Are you okay, Draco?" Hermione asked a minute or so later, causing the blonde to turn to face them as if suddenly remembering they were there.

"I think so, just...." Draco didn't seem to know quite what to think, didn't Blaise think her a failure like all the other Slytherins? She had failed her former family, she had shown so much weakness, yet Blaise had said he was happy for her. Blaise had been able to recognise how much more joy she was finding in life now and it had sounded like he approved of it.

"Well that was actually almost... nice." Harry commented when it was clear Draco wasn't going to be able to finish her sentence. "I take it you two were close once?"

"Yeah, really close once... oh not like that." Draco added with a slap to Harry's arm when she saw him raise an eyebrow. "We used to play together when we were kids, but I guess we drifted apart somewhat when we got older... when my father began teaching me how to be a true Malfoy now I think about it." Draco clearly had a lot going on in her mind and seemed to be speaking mostly to herself.

"Hmm... well maybe if it was the Malfoy mask that pushed you two apart then there might be hope for him yet." Harry suggested with a shrug.

"Maybe...." Draco said, sliding her hand into Harry's as they moved off up the stairs.

-#-

Draco was surprised how quickly the end of term seemed to come around and couldn't stop smiling as she settled into a seat on the Hogwarts Express between Harry and Hermione.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Ron asked with suspicion as he sat down opposite them.

"I am just really looking forward to Christmas." Draco told him with a grin.

Harry laughed, "Draco, Love, I never thought I would see the day when you would actually be excited about spending a full day in a house full of Weasleys."

Draco crinkled her nose at the thought. "Well if you put it like that... I guess it must be that I have gotten used to some of the Weasleys being around now anyway." Which made Ron smile.

Leaning over she whispered in Harry's ear, loud enough still for all of them to hear "I am far more excited about us having our first Christmas together and doing all sorts of naughty things to celebrate." Making Ron nearly choke on the pumpkin pasty he had just taken a bite from and Hermione giggle.

"Please..." He managed to say around his mouthful of food before swallowing as best he could, "I really do not ever need to hear about what you two get up to in private."

-#-

"Harry, Draco." Sirius threw his arms around first Harry then the small blonde.

"Air... too tight." Draco exclaimed as she struggled to free herself.

"Sirius, if you could refrain from suffocating my wife, I would be most grateful." Harry told him as he pulled the strong arms off of her.

"Sorry, just missed you both. That house is definitely too big for one man to live in alone." Sirius told them.

"Well I do keep inviting you over for dinner Sirius but if you will insist on sulking alone instead." Mrs Weasley declared as she came over with her family. "Harry dear, you look so well" She pulled him into a bone crushing hug "and how are you doing dear?" She asked as she hugged Draco gently.

"I'm okay, Mrs Weasley, thank you and thank you for letting us join you for Christmas." Draco spoke politely.

"Nonsense Draco, Harry is family, therefore you are family, we wouldn't have it any other way. Now if you can just make sure your godfather comes with you and doesn't sit sulking at home, Harry, we will be all set."

"I don't sulk." Sirius looked quite offended and everyone laughed when he pouted in a way which could only be interpreted as sulking.

With many hugs and goodbyes, Hermione left with her family, promising to send presents and see them all in the new years. The Weasley's left soon after once Sirius had assured Molly that he had every intention of joining them at the burrow and was planning to write to Remus Lupin to request his attendance too.

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ChaosLady - thank you :)

Gruffard - I think you are right about Blaise, at this point he is more getting pissed of with Pansy however he is noticing changes in Draco's behaviour; he and Draco had a complicated relationship before everything changed anyway, but all will be revealed in time.
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