Say Hello, Say Goodbye

Chapter 6

Draco watched as his boyfriend read the article that pretty much outted both of them to the world. After a few minutes of his silence Draco couldn't take it anymore and he spoke. "Harry? Are you ok? You haven't really said anything except that this killed your good mood."

"Well, this isn't how I wanted everyone to find out but at least we don't have to worry about sneaking off anymore," he replied, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

Draco looked at the other boy concerned. "You're taking this awfully well, Harry. I half expected to have to hold you down in order to keep you off of Smith."

Harry chuckled. "Yes, well it had to come out sooner or later. And besides I don't think my hormones have gone crazy yet. Though Poppy assures me that it will happen within the next month or so."

Draco cracked a smile at this and gently pulled Harry into a hug. "You know what I meant, Potter," he said gently.

"I know and I figured that Smith will get enough abuse from the Weasleys and Sirius. I also figured that I should try and stay calm considering that my getting upset will only upset the baby," he said, placing a gentle hand on his growing tummy.

Draco nodded. "Yes that's true. I'm glad to know that you are thinking of the baby instead of..."

"Of course I'm thinking of the baby!" Harry interrupted crossly.

Draco's eyes widened. "I know Harry. I'm just saying that I know how you get when something upsets you. You tend to let your emotions over take you. I think you got the temper of a red head. Your mother was a red head wasn't she?"

Harry smiled shyly. "Yes she was. Sirius has often told me that I got my mum's temper."

Draco chuckled before taking Harry's hand and leading him back into the Great Hall. "Come on, we might as well get this over with. No use hiding now."

The two boys walked back into the hall and were shocked by what they saw. Ron Weasley was sitting on top of Smith, hitting him continually in the face. Hermione was trying to pull Ron off the Hufflepuff boy while Professor Snape tried to get Smith on his feet but neither was having any luck.

Without even thinking Harry rushed over to the group and fought his way to the two fighting boys. "Ron! What do you think you're doing!" He moved to pull at the taller boy but was instantly pulled back by Draco.

"Harry, you can't go in there. You might get hit in the stomach and that might hurt the baby."

Harry nodded, he couldn't believe he was about to be that stupid. He settled for lifting his wand and causing a spray of sparks to go up into the air effectively stopping the commotion. "What is going on here?"

Ron turned to look at his friend. "The article, I know Malfoy showed it to you." He turned back to Smith and sneered at him. "He had no right to give that information out. I'm still trying to figure out how he got the information to begin with."

Harry sighed at this. "While I agree with you on that, you shouldn't be fighting. You're a prefect for Merlin's sake Ron!"

Ron stared up at Harry shocked and both Professor Snape and Hermione took the opportunity to pull the boys apart.

"That will be 20 points from Gryffindor Mr. Weasley and 20 points from Hufflepuff Mr. Smith for fighting. And you will both have detention..."

"Severus," Professor McGonagall interrupted. "I think it should be up to the Heads of their houses to decide on their punishments." Snape looked murderous but nodded non the less and stalked off to his dungeons. "Now, Mr. Weasley what was the reason that prompted you to attack a fellow student like that?" Everyone present could tell from her voice that there had better have been a reason or Ron would be in worse trouble.

"Witch Weekly has an interesting article today, Professor. All about Harry. Stuff he didn't want out there and guess who it says the information came from." He finished glaring at Smith.

McGonagall nodded, her lips perched together in a straight line. "May I see the article, Mr. Weasley?"

Ron nodded and handed her the copy that had been going around the Gryffindor table. While Professor McGonagall read her face just got paler and paler. When she looked up from the magazine Harry could see tears in her eyes. "I am terribly sorry Mr. Potter. It seems your privacy has been compromised yet again. And from one of your classmates no less." Everyone was shocked at the glare she gave Smith though not so much at the fact that she had become more protective of Harry over the last few years of the war.

Harry smiled slightly. "It's ok, Professor. It's not the way I would have liked the news to get out but I guess it had to come out eventually."

There was a collective gasp that went around the Great Hall. "You mean it's true Harry?"

Harry turned toward the voice and saw Ginny Weasley looking sad. "Yes, Ginny it's true. All of it," he clarified after a moment.

Before Ginny could say anything they heard a shriek from over at the Slytherin table. "Drakey! Tell me this isn't true! " Pansy Parkinson squealed as she ran over to Draco.

Draco sneered and pushed the girl away from him. "Yes, Pansy it is. And I would really appreciate it if you didn't touch me any more."

"But, Drakey, we are supposed to be getting married once we're out of school. Our fathers signed a contract remember?"

"Oh, yes I remember but I do believe that since my father is dead as is yours then I am allowed to tear the contract. I don't want to marry you and I never have." Draco turned to leave and go back to Harry's side when Pansy grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "What is it Parkinson?" he growled at her.

"You may be able to break the contract but you will be mine someday, Draco Malfoy. I won't let some Gryffindor BOY take you away from me," she said in a sickly sweet voice and then suddenly grabbed Draco's neck and pulled him down and gave him a rough kiss on the lips. Draco tried to pull away but her grip was stronger than he predicted and her nails were digging into the skin.

Harry's eyes widened when he saw what Pansy was doing and he quickly pulled out his wand and said a curse that once it hit its target it caused her to fly through the air and land in a heap on the other side of the room. Everyone in attendance looked over at Harry in shock. No one had seen the boy who lived pull his wand at anyone since the defeat of the dark lord. They were also surprised to see pure anger in Harry's eyes.

Once the offending girl was off of him, Draco quickly made his way to Harry. "Harry, are you ok?" he asked worriedly, seeing the anger in his eyes. Harry began to answer him when Professor McGonagall came out of her stupor.

"Mr. Potter! Of all the foolhardy things to do! And in your condition!"

Harry just grinned and went to reassure both his lover and his head of house when his eyes widened and a hand flew to his stomach. A strong cramp of pain went through his stomach and his face scrunched in pain.

Draco's eyes widened in worry and he clutched Harry's arm tight. "Harry? Harry what's wrong?"

"I-I don't know. There's something wrong. It hurts." His voice was filled with pain and his breath came in short and fast. Before he passed out he heard several screams of panic and Draco called out his name. "Harry!"

Several hours later Harry awoke in the hospital wing. He felt pressure on both hands and realized that someone was holding his hands. He groaned and tried to pry his eyes open.

"I think he's waking up! Sirius go and get Poppy!" Harry heard someone say. He wasn't sure but he thought it was the Headmaster. But why would he be in his room and why was he calling for the nurse? Then, he was bombarded with memories of what happened. He remembered the fight between Ron and Smith and Pansy trying to kiss Draco. Then he remembered the pain that followed him blasting the girl away from his love. The baby! Was his baby ok?

Harry's eyes snapped open and he tried searching widely for the nurse. But all he saw were the concerned eyes of Draco and the Headmaster. He tried to sit up so he could get a better look at the room but he was gently pushed back down by Draco. "Harry, calm down you need to rest. Your body just went through a lot. You need to give it time to rest." Harry could see the worry and pain in Draco's eyes so he decided to do what he said and laid back down.

Once Harry was laid down again he began to fire off questions at the two. "What happened to me? Is the baby ok? How long was I out?" He would have continued with more questions but the Headmaster chuckled and held up a hand to stop him.

"Poppy will be able to answer all your questions Harry, when she arrives. But to put your mind at ease...your baby is fine."

Harry felt himself let go of a breath he wasn't aware he was holding. "Thank goodness," he whispered but loud enough for both Draco and Dumbledore to hear him.

No one had the chance to say anything else because Madam Pomfrey came in at that moment followed closely by Sirius.

When Sirius saw that Harry was awake he rushed over to his side, nearly knocking Draco over in his haste. "Harry! Are you ok? What happened?" he asked frantically.

"I think we all know what happened, now we just need to know why it happened," Dumbledore said as he looked over in Madam Pomfrey's direction.

Madam Pomfrey quickly made her way over to Harry's bedside with that disapproving look on her face. "Mr. Potter, I don't know what you thought you were doing. Using such a powerful spell while pregnant. You could have very well killed you and your baby!"

Harry kept his head bent down. "I know, but I didn't think it would have such an effect on the baby."

"Normally it wouldn't I don't think. But, I haven't seen too many male pregnancies in my time here. Plus, it seems that your baby is super sensitive to your feelings. From what I was told of the incident you were quite angry and the baby felt that and responded to it."

Harry nodded. "So the pain was just the baby's reaction to my anger? That doesn't sound right to me though. All the books I've read said the baby responds by kicking and rolling around. Granted it's supposed to be uncomfortable but not painful," he asked in a worried tone.

Madam Pomfrey sighed. "Normally yes that is how the baby reacts to the emotions you give off but your baby is magically strong and also seems to be well gifted in empathy. Your anger over the situation combined with the magical surge you created caused the baby's magical abilities to surge as well and since its not done developing yet it was too much for it and it caused it pain which in turn caused you pain. You were both very lucky it didn't last any longer than it did. I would suggest that you keep your emotions, especially your anger under control, Mr. Potter. I don't think you or your baby would survive another surge like that. I would also suggest that you limit your spell casting strictly to the classroom setting. Just to be on the safe side."

Harry stared at the Hogwarts' nurse shocked, his child was an empth. As far as he knew there hadn't been an empth born in over a century. 'Of course no child of mine could be normal,' he thought slightly bitterly.

"Harry? Harry? Madam Pomfrey what's going on? Why isn't he answering?" Harry blinked when he heard his lover's voice.

"It looks like he may have gone into shock," came Madam Pomfrey's voice.

Harry shook his head to clear it and looked up guiltily. "Sorry, I got lost in thought. So, my child is an empth? That isn't very common is it? I mean..." Harry's spew of questions were interrupted when he noticed his godfather's silent laughter. "What is so funny Sirius?"

Sirius chuckled for a few more minutes before he composed himself enough to answer. "Nothing, Harry. I just find it amusing that you latch on to the part about your child being an empth and completely ignore the fact that Madam Pomfrey said you couldn't use magic outside of lessons. A year ago you would have complained and pouted for hours."

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I figured that it's a good idea that I don't use magic as much as possible considering what happened. Plus, I don't want to harm the baby. And besides, it's not like I can't use it at all."

Sirius looked at his godson with a mixture of sadness and fatherly pride. "You are growing up way too fast, Harry."

"Yeah, I guess I am," Harry replied softly. "It was bound to happen eventually," he joked, trying to lighten the somber moment. "And, you will have a new grandchild come September to spoil rotten." Harry emphasized the 'grandchild' part hoping his godfather caught the title change.

The animagus stared at Harry, eyes filled with shock and happiness. "Harry, are you sure?"

Harry nodded. "Of course, Sirius. You're practically a father to me so why shouldn't you be this baby's grandfather?"

Draco, seeing the tears threatening to fall from Harry's eyes and Sirius', intervened. "Sirius, Harry and I have talked about it and we would really like our son or daughter to call you 'grandpa'. Neither Harry or I have parents that could do the job, willing or not, and our children will need at least one grandparent."

Sirius sat shell-shocked for a moment before nodding, tears in his eyes. "I'd be honored," he whispered.

The group was silent for a few minutes before Remus started chuckling. "You may regret giving Sirius so much influence over your kids, Harry."

Looking confused Harry asked. "Why is that Remus?"

Remus' grin grew larger. "Simple, he's going to get that kid of yours on his bike or at least a broom before you know it!"

"Well, if it's just the broom I won't mind it, though I definitely want to be the one to teach him how to fly. But no taking them for a ride before they're two!" he added with a mock glare.

Sirius and Remus looked at each other before laughing hysterically. "Harry!" Sirius said through gasps. "You sounded just like your mother!"

Remus nodded. "She said the same thing when James and Sirius tried to convince her that it was safe to take you up on the broom when you were six months old."

Harry chuckled at that, it was nice to know he had something in common with his mum. "Let me guess, you didn't listen to her?"

"Of course not, James and I got you up in the air on your first birthday. You absolutely loved it. Wouldn't stop laughing. Though when Lily found out James had to bring you back down and you burst into tears the moment James touched back down. Cried for a good 10 minutes before Lily relented and allowed James to take you back up but wouldn't let him go too high."

Harry smiled wistfully at the picture his godfather had created for him. He was about to say something when something interrupted him.

"As amusing as it is to see you all enjoying yourselves I have a meeting with the Minister in a little while," the headmaster said as he began to get up. It didn't go unnoticed by anyone that the aging man took more than a few seconds to do this.

"I'm so sorry, Professor. I forgot you were here," Harry mumbled apologetically.

Dumbledore chuckled. "It's alright, Harry. Like I was saying, I enjoy watching you enjoy yourselves. Now, before I go I wanted to tell you, Harry, that I have arranged for a private room for you and Draco. It seems it will be dangerous for Draco to remain in the Slytherin dorms. There are still some students in all the houses, not just Slytherin, who were loyal to Voldemort but had yet to get the mark and be active participants. I feel, as does both Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, that it would be in both of your best interests to have a room with password protection for yourselves. The room is located behind a portrait of a grassy meadow just before the Gryffindor tower. The rooms haven't been decorated aside from the needed furniture, you can decorate them to your liking. The password to get in right now is 'safe room' but you can change it when you get there. Sirius, Remus could you show them where it is when Harry is released?"

The two men nodded. "Of course, Albus." Remus said. The older man nodded before leaving the room. He stopped half way to the door and turned back around. "Oh and I will inform Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger that you have awoken. They will be most eager to hear that you are well."

When the headmaster had left the room Harry turned to the nurse. "So, when can I get out of here?"

The room filled with chuckles. "Not for a few days Mr. Potter. I want you to rest up and get your strength back before I even think of letting you out of here." Madam Pomfrey said in a tone that told everyone there that she would not be swayed in her thinking. She left with a reminder not to overtax her patient.

Sirius chuckled and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "What happened to the more mature Harry that was here earlier?" he asked with laughter in his eyes.

Harry frowned at him. "He left. No matter how old I get I am still going to hate being in this place."

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(3 days later, Valentine's Day, a Saturday)

Harry recovered over the next few days under the watchful eye of Madam Pomfrey and after hearing Harry's complaining for several hours she finally released him on the 14th of February. Draco, Hermione and Ron were all there to take Harry to his new room and help him catch up with the comings and goings of the students. When they got to the painting of the meadow Draco spoke the password before turning to Harry. "I haven't changed the password yet because I thought you'd like to be here when we did."

Harry nodded. "What do you want the password to be? It doesn't matter to me."

Draco looked deep in thought for a moment. "Well, it can't be something obvious but not something that we won't remember either. How about Griffin? As a combination of Gryffindor and Slytherin?"

Harry smiled and nodded. "That sounds good Draco."

Draco turned back to the portrait. "We would like to change the password to Griffin." The portrait swung open and the four entered the room. They walked into a large common room that held two large overstuffed couches and two similar looking chairs that were a soft grey in color. Over against one wall there were two large desks and two bookcases that were on either side of the desks each filled with his and Draco's books that they'd collected over the years at Hogwarts. On the opposite wall there was a large brick fireplace that already had a nice fire burning. On the floor by the fireplace there was a large circular rug with intricate designs along with two more of the grey overstuffed chairs. In the last corner there was a good size breakfast table with four chairs and a bell pull that he guessed was used to call the house elfs. Lastly, the walls were a navy blue.

Harry looked around amazed. "You got this done in only three days?" he asked in awe.

Draco shook his head. "Harry, for one of the most powerful wizards this century you still think like such a Muggle! I told the House Elves what I wanted in furniture and they brought it up from some of the unused rooms in the castle and the walls I just used a color spell."

Harry blushed. "Oh right. But why navy blue?"

Draco smiled. "Well, I asked Sirius what he thought your favorite color was and he mentioned that you liked navy blue and since I liked the color as well I decided to use that."

Harry nodded, he would have to remember to thank his godfather the next time he saw him.

Draco took Harry's hand and led him over to one of the two doors that were in the room. "This is the bedroom," Draco said as he opened the door.

Harry stepped inside and was amazed once again. Against one wall there was a large four poster bed that looked big enough for four adults to sleep comfortably. There was a bedside table on either side of the bed. Two dressers and a large walk-in closet. There was also a large picture window that looked out over the lake. Harry noticed that the bedspread was a mixture of blues and greens in swirls of color. The walls were a creme color that matched the light color of the wood in the room.

"Wow, Draco. This is amazing. You did a really nice job decorating."

Draco scoffed. "Of course I did. I'm a Malfoy. My mother made sure I knew the finer points of decorating."

Harry nodded but didn't want to question him about his family lest he get upset. "So what's the other door lead to?"

"That's the bathroom," Draco replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He once again took Harry's hand and led him out of the bedroom and over to the bathroom. Opening the door Harry was surprised to see a bathroom that was not as big as the prefect's bath but just as grand. There was a large bathtub with several nozzles that held different types of soaps and bubbles along with the other things one usually saw in a bathroom. Harry knew he would be enjoying that tub once the usual aches and pains in his back and legs from the pregnancy started. "I know I'm going to get a lot of use out of that tub," Harry said.

Draco smirked and wrapped his arms around Harry's middle from behind, kissing the back of Harry's neck. "You know, that tub is big enough for two," he said slyly.

Harry chuckled deeply. "Yes I know." He turned around and kissed Draco softly on the mouth before resting his head on Draco's shoulder. "Thanks for getting the rooms ready, Love," he whispered.

Draco tightened his hold on Harry and kissed the top of his head. "It was no problem. I enjoyed doing it actually. I'm glad you like it."

Neither said anything else, just standing inside each other's embrace. They didn't even notice when Hermione dragged a slightly protesting Ron out of the rooms. It was a few minutes more before anything was said.

Draco leaned back slightly to look at his lover. "Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you know what today is?"

Harry lifted his head. "It's Saturday," he replied matter-of-factly.

Draco chuckled. "Yes, but do you know what else today is?"

Harry looked confused for a moment before his eyes lighting up. "It's Valentine's Day. I completely forgot."

"Well considering all that has happened I'm not that surprised. I have a surprise for you," he finished, grinning secretly.

Harry's grin grew. "What?"

Knowing that Harry hated being teased about surprises, Draco just grinned. "Not telling you yet. Though I will say that it's here in the castle since I know that you don't like being stared at and with everything that's happened recently that is exactly what would happen if we went into Hogsmeade."

Harry was touched that Draco would think this in advance about what would happen should they spend the day in the village. "Thank you," he whispered before giving the other boy a kiss. "I'm liking this surprise already."

"Well it's about to get even better. Go put on those tan trousers and that green jumper Sirius got you. You look really good in those."

Harry grinned. "Alright, but only if you put on that blue jumper I got you. It's my favorite of yours."

Draco nodded. "Fair enough." Both boys went to change into their outfits for the evening. Ten minutes later they both emerged from the bathroom (Harry) and bedroom (Draco). They both complemented each other and Draco took Harry's hand and led him out the door and into the hall. "Ok, Harry I need you to close your eyes. If you can see where you are going you will know at least part of the surprise. And I don't want you to know yet."

Harry laughed but complied, closing his eyes. Harry felt Draco take hold of his hand again and begin to lead him down the hall. After a good ten minutes of walking he felt Draco stop and let go of his hand. Harry raised his eyebrows when he felt the air around him change and realized that Draco was pacing in front of him. "Draco, what's going on? Are we there? Can I open my eyes yet?"

Harry felt the moment Draco stopped pacing. "Yes, we are there but no don't open your eyes. You can in a minute though." Draco began pacing again but it was only twice more before he stopped again, this time followed by a soft 'Ah, here it is." Draco then grabbed Harry's hand and led him through a door.

"Ok, you can open your eyes now," Draco said and Harry realized that he sounded a little nervous.

Opening his eyes he was shocked to see a small cozy room with a table romantically set for two and a fire blazing, giving off a comforting warm heat close by. There was also a soft melody playing yet Harry couldn't see anything that would be giving it off and wondered if Hogwarts was making the music herself. Looking over at his boyfriend he couldn't keep the tears out of his eyes or his voice. "Draco, this is beautiful."

Draco's unsure look quickly turned into a beaming one. "I'm glad you like it Harry. I arranged for a house elf to bring us dinner here." Just as he finished saying this two dinners of chicken, rice, gravy, corn and biscuits appeared on two plates along with glasses of pumpkin juice.

"I would have got wine or something but Madam Pomfrey said that you shouldn't have anything with even a little bit of alcohol in it while you're pregnant."

Harry smiled. "That's ok Draco. This looks delicious either way." They both tucked into their meals. They talked about a variety of things, from how their lessons were going and how they felt about the upcoming NEWTs to when they hoped to be able to go back to Sirius' house to start getting the baby's room ready. "Well, I think the best time would be during the Easter break," Harry said.

Draco shook his head a bit. "But, Harry, the baby isn't due until September and even if it comes a bit early we still have all of July to get the room ready."

"Yes, but I'll be heavily pregnant by then and I don't know how much I'll be up to at that point. And don't you dare say you, Sirius and Remus would have it covered because I want to have a hand in decorating the room," Harry said in a tone that didn't allow for argument.

Draco held up his hands in surrender. "Ok, Harry. Calm down. You're right it might be better to do it over Easter." With that the conversation shifted to other things. When they finished with their dinners their plates were automatically cleaned and dessert was presented to them. Strawberry shortcake with vanilla ice cream. When they finished with that they went back to their rooms and cuddled on the couch in front of the fireplace.

If you asked either boy in the morning neither could tell you just what or who started it but one minute they were happily cuddling and the next Draco was on top of Harry kissing him passionately. After several minutes of kissing on the couch they moved to the bedroom. "Are you sure this is ok," Harry asked in a worried tone, gesturing to his stomach.

Draco nodded. "Yes, I asked Madam Pomfrey and she said it was safe all the way up through the ninth month."

Harry nodded and threw the blankets over each of them, neither emerging till morning.

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The next morning Harry and Draco and walked into the Great Hall for breakfast and took their customary seats in front of Ron and Hermione.

Ron took one look at the two and smirked. "And just what were you two doing yesterday?"

Both Harry and Draco blushed but grinned stupidly. But neither got the chance to say anything because Hermione smacked her boyfriend on the head.

"Ron! They don't go around asking us what we do so don't go asking them what they do! It's none of our business!" she hissed out.

Harry smiled gratefully at Hermione and began helping himself to the food that surrounded him. He had begun to realize that his appetite had grown considerably as of late and now ate as much as Ron usually packed away. Though he had the excuse of having to eat for two now.

As they ate they noticed that the mail had begun to arrive, though not expecting anything Harry and Draco ignored the owls flying over head. So both were shocked when two owls landed by their plates. Harry stared at Hedwig shocked for a minute before she hooted in annoyance.

"Oh, sorry Hedwig." He reached over and untied the letter from her leg and then gave her some bacon rinds to nibble on. Untying the ribbon from the parchment he unrolled it and discovered a note from Madam Pomfrey telling him of his appointment with her that afternoon. He turned toward Draco to tell him about the appointment but saw that Draco was staring at a red envelope that had come with the eagle hawk that the Malfoy family used.

Harry looked over at his other friends and saw that they were looking concerned over at Draco as well. "Draco?" he asked in concern.

Still clutching the envelope, Draco looked over at Harry. "It's from my grandmother."

"You had better open it, Draco," Ron advised. "They get worse the longer you wait to open them."

Draco sneered. "Yes, I know Weasel."

"Draco!" Harry said.

"Sorry, Ron. I'm just worried about what she has to say. I'm sure it's about that article." Draco took a deep breath and opened the envelope and jumped slightly when his grandmother's voice came out magnified.

"Draco Malfoy! What is this I've been reading about you in the Prophet! First you disobey your parents and now I find out you are not only dating that horrible Potter boy but got him pregnant! This is the last straw Draco! You are out of this family! You can count your inheritance none existent!"

With the last word the paper shredded itself and Draco sat there staring at the pieces in shock. Harry reached over and placed a hand gently on Draco's shoulder. The other boy looked over at him and Harry noticed the tears falling silently down Draco's cheeks. But before he could say anything Draco stood up and walked out of the room, keeping his head up and not looking at anyone. Harry watched him leave for a moment before standing up and following him out of the room.

Harry caught up with him in the hall and led the distraught boy to their room where they lay down in the bed and Harry held Draco close, whispering reassuring words in his ear. They both eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.

A few hours later, Harry woke up and was confused for a second before he remembered what happened and held Draco closer. After a moment he looked over at the clock and noticed that it was almost time to go and see Madam Pomfrey. Torn between wanting to leave Draco to sleep and wanting him there with him, Harry got up and began to pull his robes back on. While he tied up his shoes he felt the bed shift some and looked up to see Draco staring at him.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked.

"Madam Pomfrey sent me a note this morning telling me that my next appointment was this afternoon. I need to be heading down to the hospital wing."

Draco nodded and started to get up and dressed. "Draco, you can stay in bed if you want....you don't have to come with me."

Draco looked up at Harry shocked, and Harry could clearly see the hurt in his eyes. "You don't want me to come?"

Harry crossed the distance between them and hugged Draco close. "No, Dray I want you to come. I just didn't think you were up to it with everything that happened."

Draco sighed and hugged Harry just as close. "I'm fine. I don't even know why I got that upset over it. I knew it was bound to happen with everything getting out like it did."

"Dray, you were just kicked out of your family, you have every right to be upset. No matter if you were expecting it or not." Harry reasoned.

"You're right. But let's not dwell on that now. We need to get to that appointment. Don't want to keep Madam Pomfrey waiting." Draco said as he finished tying his shoes.

The two quickly made their way down to the hospital wing. When they got there they saw that Madam Pomfrey was finishing up with a small first year Hufflepuff. From the smoke coming from her ears they figured that she had been given a goblet of Pepperup Potion. The poor girl would be smoking for a couple of hours.

"Madam Pomfrey?" Harry spoke up.

The nurse looked up at her name and smiled when she noticed Harry. "Ah, good. Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy. I'm glad you could come. I'm sure you've been wondering why I didn't do this examination when you were here yesterday but I wanted to keep your appointments on schedule as much as possible so we have a clear record of what has been happening during your pregnancy."

Harry nodded and sat down on the bed so they could get started. Draco moved to sit by Harry's side and out of Madam Pomfrey's way. She asked Harry to remove his outer robes so that she had a clear view of his stomach. Once his robes were off and Harry was in a t-shirt and boxers Madam Pomfrey tucked a blanket around his legs and stopped it at his stomach. She lifted his shirt so his stomach was exposed and started lightly poking the small bulge that was the baby.

"Does this hurt at all Mr. Potter?" she asked. At Harry's shake of the head she took out her wand and began to explain to them what she was going to do. "I am going to cast a spell that will allow us to hear the baby's heartbeat. This will let me know how strong the beat is and it's a good indicator of how the baby is doing overall." Both Harry and Draco nodded and watched as the nurse did a series of complicated wand movements before saying a few words neither had heard before. After a few seconds they heard nothing and Harry had begun to fear maybe something was wrong but then the room was filled with the sound of rushing water and a very fast and strong beating sound.

Harry's eyes filled with tears as he heard the sound that indicated that his baby was alive. He had never heard anything so wonderful in his life. "Why is it so fast?" he asked, concerned.

Madam Pomfrey smiled gently at him. "That is perfectly normal Mr. Potter. All babies still in the womb have very fast heart beats that way. Once it's born it will start slowing down."

Both Harry and Draco nodded at this, relieved that there wasn't anything wrong. The rest of the examination went quickly with Madam Pomfrey asking questions regarding to how Harry was eating and how he was feeling. She recommended eating dry crackers and having someone brew him some anti-nausia potion to get rid of the morning sickness he had begun to feel recently.

Just as Harry was beginning to put his robes back on the nurse stopped them. "Oh, I almost forgot. Did you want to have your first picture of your baby?"

Harry's eyes widened. "You can do that?"

"Of course Mr. Potter. Now lie back down," she said indicating the bed he had just vacated. When Harry was once again lying down she took out a blank piece of parchment and her wand and first pointed it at Harry's stomach and then at the parchment saying a few words. When she was done, there on the parchment was a picture of the inside of Harry's womb. Handing the parchment to Harry she smiled and wished them a good day.

Harry took the parchment with shaking hands and looked it over. There on the parchment was a picture of his baby. While it was unclear in some parts you could clearly see the head and an arm and leg. Wordlessly he handed the parchment to Draco who took it and stared transfixed at it.

"Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful," Draco whispered. Harry nodded still unable to speak. Draco helped Harry back into his robes and they left the hospital wing heading to the Headmaster's office so they could show the aging man the picture.