I'm What? ➤ drarry |COMPLETED|

Chapter 5

Draco gulped and walked over to Harry, who was with his friends.

"Potter," he said quietly, earning all of their attention.

"Ugh get out of here, Malfoy," Ron said as he shoved him. Draco gasped and quickly regained his balance. Normally he would've just fallen, but he was paranoid with the baby.

"Potter I need to speak with you," Draco said.

"About what?" Harry asked as he pushed Ron and Hermione out of the way.

"I need to speak to you in private," Draco mumbled, grabbing Harry's wrist and trying to pull them to an empty classroom.

"Oy, let go of him!" Ron yelled, hexing Draco.

Draco squeaked and let go of Harry. "No no no, what did you do?!" Draco asked Ron worriedly.

"Oh nothing, just a small shock to make you let go of him. Now I can have my fun." Ron said smugly, silently casting a levicorpus.

Draco let out a small wail and grabbed his stomach. "Stop, Weasley you don't know what you're doing!" Draco cried.

"Ron, let him down," Hermione tried saying, but was cut off by Ron's laughter.

"Stop it! Please let me down!" Draco yelled.

"Why should I!?" Ron yelled back.

Draco let a small tear fall down his face. "Please!"

"Ron get him down, something's wrong!" Harry said frantically as he ran over to Draco, who was now having a small panic attack.

"Quick, get him down and hold him, it helps when my friends have panic attacks!" Hermione said as she pushed at Ron's arm.

Ron let Draco down instantly at his best mate and girlfriend's terrified voices. Harry collected Draco in his arms and got him up.

"I have to go to Madame Pomfrey! Please, take me there!" Draco cried as he started squirming around to get out of Harry's grip.

He hadn't cried since the bathroom in sixth year. And Harry knew that it was serious when that happened. This must be something really serious.

"Shush," Harry said as he held him tighter.

"Potter you don't understand! I have to make sure that he's okay!"

"Who's okay?" Hermione asked.

"It doesn't matter! Granger-" Draco whipped his head over to Hermione, tears down his face. ""-please, please get me to the hospital wing. This wanker won't let me go!"

"Come on, he won't stop until we let him go." Hermione told Harry softly. Draco let out a tiny cry of joy and wiggled in the direction of the hospital wing.

Harry picked Draco up and ran down the hall to the hospital wing. "Madame pomfrey, we need you!"

"What's wrong?" Pomfrey asked as she ran out of her office.

"Draco's having a panic attack," Harry said.

"No I'm not! Pomfrey, please you need to give me a check up. I'm scared Weasley did something when he did levicorpus-"

"Draco, honey I can assure you nothing happened-" Pomfrey said softly. Draco and Madame Pomfrey had something similar to a mother/son relationship.

"-Please!" Draco cried out, starting to cry again.

"Okay, okay. Put him in the bed. Granger, leave." Pomfrey said as she went to get her wand.

Draco scrambled into the bed and waited anxiously. Pomfrey came over and went to the foot of the bed.

"If the father could please sit down-?" Pomfrey asked, getting a squeak from Draco.

"What?" Harry asked, sitting down.

"Nothing!" Draco said, his cheeks burning crimson.

"Draco dear, you'll have to tell him eventually," Pomfrey told Draco as she waved her wand over his stomach.

"There, see look Draco." Pomfrey said as she motioned to a yellow most in the air. "That means that the baby is perfectly fine. Nothing is wrong. Now if it were a red, we'd have an issue. If it was black, well that means it's passed away,"

"Never let it be black!" Draco cried.

"...Wait? Baby?" Harry asked.