Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love For What You Believe In ❯ Growing ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12: Growing
Harry frowned deeply.
“It felt like…like a kick”
Draco’s jaw dropped. Before his face spread into a large grin.
“We thought – I and Hermione that is- But had no way to know - and you thought it was just flu – but I thought – she did too – it was different…” He got up off the bed and started pacing
“Iamgoingtobeadad” he said in one short breath, falling to sit on the floor.
Harry stood looking down at Draco, confused.
“So what are you trying to say” Harry asked quietly
“Well you’re pregnant.” Draco said staring back up into those luxurious green eyes he’d come to adore.
“But – But – But” Harry stammered, opening and closing his mouth like a stunned fish. “How!?” he finally managed to ask.
“Well, you and me at the burrow and -”
“Yeah I know that. But we’re both men.”
“Same sex couples can procreate in the wizarding world, didn’t you know that?” Draco’s eyebrows furrowed.
“NO!!! I DIDN’T!!” He collapsed back on the bed in shock. Draco seemed lost for words, but moved to sit on the bed next to him. He stroked the brunette’s hair he eyes were gleaming, with what Draco could only guess were tears.
Is it really that bad the idea of us having a family together…? Draco thought to himself Is our love not strong enough? Draco too had tears shinning in his eyes, feeling the full weight of the situation. Maybe Harry wasn’t ready for this yet; maybe he didn’t love him enough.
Harry bolted upright and looked into grey eyes that were brimming with tears.
“Don’t ever think that” Harry said wiping away tears trailing down Draco’s cheeks.
“I love you with my whole heart. It’s just a shock is all!!” he cupped Draco’s cheeks and made sure they were gazing directly at each other.
“I mean. We’re going to have a baby” Harry smiled and his eyes lit up with what Draco could feel was joy. They hugged each other in a tight embrace.
“We’re going to have to think up a colour scheme for the new room!! I’m thinking Yellow is a nice bright colour, or green that’s bright too.”
“What new room?” Harry asked. And with that he was being led out of the room to a new door that had appeared right next to the door to their bedroom. They walked into a spacious white room filled with light. A large window looked out across the grounds, the view was of the lake which glittered in the sun and it looked so serene now, especially compared to the night when Ron had allowed it to consume him.
“I didn’t know we could have windows!” Harry exclaimed beaming.
“Yeah, we can see out but from the outside it looks like normal wall.”
“Oh we have got to tell Ron and Hermione! Especially since Hermione sensed it too, she’ll go out of her mind if she thinks you’re actually ill”
“Oh god, we’re going to get another one of her fan girl squeals aren’t we”
“Oh yeah” The boys laughed and left the new room to change before leaving their apartments and setting off for the Gryffindor tower under the invisibility cloak. Both of their hearts racing as one and Draco couldn’t stop looking at Harry who glowed with beauty and what Draco could only sense as pride. The shock of the situation had dissipated so quickly and had been replaced by a racing mind. Draco could hear all the thoughts rushing around in his head.
I wonder if it’ll be a boy or a girl… what about names? I’ve never really thought about that before…. I wonder whose eyes our baby will have…. Our baby… a smile graced his lips and he unconsciously moved his hands to his stomach. Relishing in the fact that there was a life inside of him. A life that he and Draco had created through their love for one another.
They had finally reached the Gryffindor common room, the sun was low setting on the horizon the amber tones glittering across the grounds.
The friends sat around the fire and with deep breaths and faces glowing with pride, Harry and Draco explained their discovery to Ron and Hermione.
Ron slumped in his chair, ran his fingers through his hair and let out a long breath.
“Wow.... “
Hermione on the other hand said nothing, but launched herself out of her chair and threw her arms around both Draco and Harry.
“Oh I’m so happy for you both! See Draco, you should trust your instincts”
She sat back in her chair, smiling wildly to herself, Harry and Draco knew she was trying her hardest not to squeal with joy.
“I wasn’t expecting that I can tell you!” Ron piped up, finally over his initial shock.
“Do you know how rare same sex procreation is?”
Harry furrowed his eyebrows
“Really it’s rare? I thought you said it was possible” Harry turned questioning Draco.
“I did say that, but I never said it was a common occurrence. You know that book I’ve been reading? There are couples in there like us with kids, but not many, four maybe five at the most.”
“He’s right Harry. It takes an incredibly strong relationship and intense emotion. And it is only possible between witches and wizards with enough power and love to create life.”
“That’s why it wasn’t our first conclusion when you were ill Harry” Hermione chatted.
Harry sat there eyebrows still furrowed, mind whirring madly.
“So if it is this rare... how much is known about it, will it be complicated? What if there’s a problem who will know how to help? What if...what if...” tears started to well up in his eyes
Hush hush, it’ll all be fine, we all care so much for you we’d never let anything happen to you or the baby.... Draco took his lover’s hand and squeezed it as he silently reassured Harry.
“It’ll be fine Harry, I’m nothing if not a book worm, I will find out everything I can, well more than I know now anyway!”
“We’ll protect you through it all mate don’t worry”
Harry shifted his weight and smiled, appreciative of his friends care.
“Well we should be off, it’s getting late and you need all the rest you can get, and I’m going to make sure you get it” He said kissing him on the cheek.

Weeks passed quickly with the good news. Hermione spent every moment she had spare rooting around in the library. Harry, Draco, Ron, Luna and Neville all crammed themselves around a table in the library as Hermione dashed about. She said she wanted to explain everything she’d found out all at once. The boys had told Luna and Neville about the baby but a week ago. Luna was her normal self, very pleased and not surprised at all. Neville on the other hand was speechless and gaped like a fish for a little while before spouting his congratulations also. Harry had grown exponentially in the mere 4 weeks since they discovered his ‘condition.’ Hermione had charmed all of his shirts to make him seem the same size as usual. Nobody was quite sure if he was supposed to be growing this rapidly or not. But he seemed happy, healthy and nearly always smiling, so nobody questioned it.
“So” Hermione said slamming scraps of parchments down on the table
“I can tell you now that this is one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to research, not much is known – well not written. But here’s what I’ve got. Same sex procreation is very rare indeed. There have only been six recorded occurrences. Ever. Most of them in that book that you read Draco. But from all accounts and articles I can see that there have never been any complications. Because you’re a male mother things are slightly different, but I’d still say they’re easier for you than a woman. You go through exactly the same process; it is literally the birth that’s different. There is no natural birth for obvious anatomical reasons. Instead there’s a wand birth, it’s a bit like a C-section and it should be performed by the partner.”
“I have to do it?” Draco croaked, his face had drained of all colour and had left him paler than usual.
“Yes, it has to be you as you are the other power that created the child. And therefore it is safest for you to do it as your magic will be recognised.”
He gulped and an almost inaudible ‘oh’
Harry squeezed his hand.
I trust you Draco and so does our baby. You don’t need to worry.
Harry moved Draco’s hand onto his stomach under the charmed shirt to sit on his ballooning stomach. The blonde could literally feel the life and little twinges of movement. His mood softened and he gave Harry a soft kiss on the lips, his eyes gleaming with pride.
“It will obviously take quite a bit of power from you both and by the sounds of things will be quite exhausting, but it will ultimately be worth it.”
“What about after the wand birth? Don’t babies usually live off mother’s milk?” Harry asked knowing he may have sounded a little naive but he really wasn’t sure what to expect.
“That’s a good question, it seems that milk conjured by either of your wands will be fine. Because of the nature of the pregnancy, everything depends on your magical power, that’s how the baby was created and that’s how they will be sustained too.”
“Is there any way to tell what it is?” Harry asked curious.
“There is a charm somewhere, but it says that it’s very open to interpretation. Are you sure you’d like to know?”
“I think it’d be nice” Draco said
“We could start thinking of names and everything”
Harry grinned and nodded
“Let’s give it a go Hermione.”
“Ok” she said shrugging her shoulders.
The rest of the table had sat in near amazement, minus Luna who always seemed to know what was happening. But curiosity had peaked and they were all leaning over watching Hermione and the boys. Hermione had ripped a small square of parchment and had drawn a circle on it. She put it in the palm of Harry’s hand and closed his fingers around it. She read the old incantation she had found. Usually Hermione was all against using unknown spells but the book had been written by an author she admired, and well that was enough for her. She tapped Harry’s closed hand and a light filtered out from between his fingers.
“You can open up now Harry” he opened his fingers and there in his hand were three little squares of parchment. 2 with pink circles and 1 with blue. Harry and Draco both frowned.
“What does that mean?” they both asked in unison.
“I don’t know, maybe the little one doesn’t want you to know or something. I did tell you it was open to interpretation!”
Draco closed his eyes and thought.
What can it mean...?
And there it was again that thought that had been flitting in out of Draco’s mind from Harry’s. 3 flickering lights... And then, as vivid as real day three pairs of eyes flashed through his mind. Each pair a different colour grey, brown and green.
What the...
Draco’s eyes opened wide and startled
“Holy dragon crap” he started breathing heavily.
“What!” Harry asked worriedly
“What is it?”
“I... I know what it means” he whispered hoarsely.
“Really what?” Hermione asked intrigued
“There’s three...”
“Three what?” Ron asked confused
“Three babies” Draco whispered looking up into Harry’s gleaming green eyes.
“Three?” Harry repeated stunned.
Draco nodded and pointed at the squares of parchment
“Two girls and a boy by the looks of it”
“Three...”Harry muttered to himself dazed.
“Well it does explain why you have been growing so quickly.” Luna mused twisting one of her blonde curls in between her fingers.
“Three...” Harry muttered yet again
Three children, three...
“Wow” he finally added before beaming his smile across the table.

The table finally disbanded, trying to absorb the afternoon’s information.
The boys walked hand in hand back to their rooms. They now no longer cared who saw them or what anybody thought. They were in love, nobody could change that. They were starting a family together and their lives were well and truly set.
That night they lay in bed cuddled up, Stardust playing on the TV that was now in their room.
“It’s amazing isn’t it” harry murmured.
“It is a pretty good film yeah” Draco smirked
“Haha, so very funny” harry replied his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“I mean, we’re going to be dads, to three children Draco, three.”
“I know, it’s incredible. We may have to make the room bigger. And names we’ll have to think about names.”
“Wow. Yeah... I still quite can’t believe it”
“It is quite unbelievable” The blonde replied ruffling Harry’s hair lovingly.
“Three lives we’ve created, three people we are now to be responsible for....” his voice drifted off and his eyes began to brim with tears.
Draco felt the sorrow and worry emanating from him and brought his lover’s face level with his
“What’s wrong?”
“I mean three people Draco, for us to be responsible for! I loved my parents, but I didn’t really know them, I was only with them a short time. How can I raise children when all the examples I have were from that wretched household. I don’t know how to care for children properly. I’ve come from a home filled with selfish love and you...”
“And I’m from a home of an abusive and malicious father and a scared but doting mother. Neither of us have had orthodox child hoods have we?” Draco smiled sadly
“But that means we should be better parents, learn from what we’ve experienced and promise never to do it. I know that I will want our children to be happy and healthy. I want them to play with their friends and be kids while they have the chance. I want them to trust us. I want to have traditions every year that they will remember forever. I want them to have everything I didn’t, and I want to give them as good a life as I can, because they will be our children. And I love you and I love them.”
Harry spoke not a single word; he simply smiled and held Draco’s hand in his own. And that was enough because Draco could feel the gratitude and love washing over him through their bond. And there they slept soundly that night, in each other’s arms. The life that these two people had chosen was set and happening. Neither knew down which path it would lead them but they were both wholeheartedly willing to follow it as long as they had each other, and the new lives that they had created.

Harry’s moods fluctuated across the following months, but that was to be expected. He ate substantially more than he ever used to, people looked and asked questions, but nobody apart from the select few knew the truth for his enchanted shirts kept his secret hidden. The boys had started moulding the nursery into what they wanted it to be. It was now the largest room out of the entire complex, but with three babies in the way it naturally had to be. They had gone with a pale yellow and white colour scheme as it was bright and an all round happy colour. The window had turned into a large bay window with a white linen cushion hiding the toy chest below. So far the only furnishings were the 3 beech cribs along the back wall, a chest of draws and a large shelving unit. All of these things were empty. There were no toys and no clothes, these were yet to come.
Christmas was nearing and the Christmas break was only a few days away now. Again the whole gang were off to the Weasley’s for Christmas break. Draco had already contacted his mother and told her that he was staying with his partner and would not be home. Draco did love his mother; she was a kind hearted person really. But she never, not even once, stood up for Draco. Not against his father or Bellatrix or any of the other people that had always shunned and disapproved of Draco. But he was happy now, he had a life and a true family and there was no way he was going to give it up. Not now, not ever. He knew she might be disappointed with him, but truly, he no longer cared. She may have though she tried to help him when he was young, but in reality she just about tried, she could have done so much more for him if she had actually made an effort. But she never did, not really.
The boys were all packed and ready to go. Hermione and Ron were of course accompanying them, but they had actually already left about half an hour ago. Something about being pregnant had made Harry a real dawdler. HE took so long to chose what clothes he should or shouldn’t take that Draco packed them all and gave him no choice so that he could finally get him in that floo network. Draco finally ushered Harry out of their rooms and they departed swiftly to the Burrow, wasting no time to start their two week holiday together. Just them and the people they cared about.
And then, there they stood together on the drawing room floor of the Weasley home, ready to embark on their next stay in the Burrow.