Something Kinda Funny

Chapter 2: Half Empty, Half Full

"You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses."

- Ziggy

Shock isn't a strong enough word for what I was feeling. I mean come on; I got Draco Malfoy pregnant? It defied all logic and I was pretty damn sure it was impossible. And here was me, all ready to marry whatever poor unfortunate witch I'd raped with the help of Voldie, so much for good intentions.

It wasn't even the fact that I'd slept with a guy that bothered me - how could it when I was bisexual? - It was the fact that it was my rival. The biggest pain in my arse other then the evil, capital 'D' Dark Lord and all his minions who were trying to kill me... Which really made Malfoy look rather insignificant at the moment didn't it? But I digress.

"Huh?"

As I said I was in shock.

"You," Snape spat, "raped and impregnated Mr. Malfoy."

"But," I started.

"Harry," Dumbledore said gently, "there are spells which allow male wizards to become pregnant. Usually they are used by same-sex lovers who wish to have children that share the same DNA as they do. Voldemort used one such spell on Draco."

"Can't you, I don't know, get him a magical abortion or something?" I asked, I now realize this might have been an insensitive thing to say. Malfoy'd had five or so months to get used to the idea of having a baby after all.

"What?!" Malfoy cried, enraged, "Don't you dare touch my baby, Potter!"

Dumbledore and Snape both looked taken aback at my attitude as well, I guess they thought I'd jump at the chance of having a child of my very own to love and care for and it wasn't that I didn't want a family. It was just that I was seventeen, not married - forget married I wasn't even dating anyone - and very convinced that a male carrying a baby was a bad idea.

"Harry," Dumbledore said, obviously disappointed in me and my attitude towards the situation, "a life is a precious thing. Mr. Malfoy has agreed to carry this child to term, knowing what the consequences will be, and agreed that it'd be best if you knew about the situation we're in."

I nodded; more then a little guilty about asking.

"Decide now Harry, do you want to play a part in the upbringing and birth of your child?"

Tough question - did I really want to spend more time then usual with Draco Malfoy? Then again the whole mess was at least half my fault... no wait, make that a third my fault because Voldemort had dosed me with the potion.

And now that I thought about it having a kid didn't seem so bad really. I did want a family and starting early was probably a good idea when you were top on the hit list of the most powerful dark wizard in ages.

So, simple answer?

"Yes."