I Didn't Know I was Pregnant: Harry Potter Edition

Chapter 2 - Drarry (Female Harry x Draco)

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It was a cold and rainy Thursday during Harriet Potter's sixth year at Hogwarts.

She found herself pleasantly hidden away that stormy morning, with her lover's arms wrapped around her while they huddled in a hidden corner of the northernmost tower and shared a tender kiss before classes began.

Draco's lips were amazingly soft and surprisingly tender, perhaps that was what had kept Harriet secretly addicted to him for the past two years.

That morning though, Draco couldn't help but notice the unhealthy pallor that had crept across his darling's skin overnight.

As he pulled away from Harriet with his grey eyes half-lidded, he asked her quietly, "......Nightmares again, love?"

Draco was careful to keep his voice little more than a whisper, although the lovers had cast several charms in an attempt to protect themselves against any wandering spies who might be lurking about.

"........What?" Harriet asked.

She had woken up that day to the harsh cramping that signaled the imminent arrival of her menstrual cycle.

Between the low, rippling pain, the pounding deluge of rain against the stone wall, and Draco's intoxicating kiss, it was difficult for Harriet to focus.

"Did you have nightmares again last night?" Draco asked directly as he narrowed his eyes at his beloved, "You look very pale today. Are you ill?"

"No." Harriet said as she shook her head, "I'm fine....it's um, it's that time."

"Oh......" Draco said with a grimace as he squinted in understanding, "Sorry."

"There's no need to be sorry, Malfoy." Harriet sighed as she let her arms drape over Draco's neck while she pressed her face into his chest.

"If we didn't have to sneak around like criminals, I could make you much more comfortable, Potter." Draco replied as he let the fingers of one hand trace soothingly over Harriet's back.

"One day......" Harriet said as she clutched onto Draco while another frustrating pain began.

"One day." Draco confidently replied before he bent down to kiss the top of Harriet's head.

How much he would have loved to have walked her to class, to have held her hand, to have sat with her and her friends, as much as he loathed them, and watch the color come back into her cheeks, but that wasn't possible.

A few moments later, Harriet went her separate way, creeping out of their corner first, with Draco following a short while afterwards, heading in the opposite direction.

He scowled as he watched Harriet walk away with a hand pressed to her lower belly.

What they had spoken of, what they fantasized about, it was true and it was the only thing that gave Draco strength.

One day, the war would be over.

One day, he and Harriet could walk together.

One day, Draco Malfoy could take care of his darling Potter.

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Like most young women her age, Harriet was well accustomed to the aches that accompanied her monthly cycle.

However, the unusual intensity of pain she was forced to endure that morning quickly became frightening to her.

Harriet stumbled out of transfigurations class early to crawl into the bathroom and sit on the toilet.