Two & A Half Wizards (#Wattys2016)

6

The boys had a wonderful holiday in the states, but the fun soon ended for a certain Potter when he arrived back at Hogwarts after break. Harry and Draco had written throughout the holiday, an activity that was far from planned. Both had felt a certain longing that they couldn't be together. So of course the first thing Harry did when he had unpacked, after making up some excuse to get away from his two best friends, made him way to the Room of Requirement to see his long missed and most beloved Draco.

"Damn, Potter. Tighter trousers I see." The blonde winked as Harry shut the door. It took every ounce of strength in both boys not to run full speed into each others arms. "You would know." Harry said as he finally arrived to his lover. "Merlin's beard I've missed you. A little more than I'd like to admit." Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and anchored himself to the younger boy. Finally, after three long weeks, their lips met.

After a few, more like twenty, minutes of snogging Draco finally pulled himself away, a deep regret pooling in the pit of his stomach. "Look Harry, there's something that I need to tell you." Draco started, avoiding Harry's questioning gaze." Harry chuckled slightly, growing nervous at Draco's prolonged silence.

"Well, over the break, I may or may not have have....well....I kinda.......maybe.....ok I slept with Crabe." Harry's eyes grew to the size of small plates. His mouth fell open, unable to speak. "Only once right?" The first thing that came to his mind, the only thing he could get out at this point. Once more Draco's prolonged silence cause Harry to worry even more. "Only one right, Draco!?" He raised his voice, louder than he intended for it to be.

"Go up a little, babe." He mumbled, staring at the fabric of the couch he was sitting on. "Please say not more that five." Harry begged. "Try fifteen." Draco whispered.

"I'm sorry, fifteen!? What the actual hell, Malfoy!? I can't believe you." His voice breaking as he stormed out of the room.

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"Last damn time I let you top, Rem. I feel like shit." Sirius groaned as he slumped in his chair. Remus turned around, spoon in hand pointing the end at his whiny husband "You're the one who can get pregnant, and you're the one who wanted to give birth. Don't whine at me, mister."

"Okay, okay," Sirius put his hands up, as if pleading guilty. "Sorry, no need to point your spoon of death at me. But seriously, how do you bottom every time we have sex? I mean I'm bigger than you, and my stomach is killing me, as well as arse." Sirius continued his complaints.

"Ouch! What the bloody hell, Rem?!" The raven haired man rubbed his head where Remus had smacked him. "Stop your bloody complaining will ya? You're part of this decision too."

"I sorry. You still love me?" Sirius pouted like a three year old who didn't get his way. Remus sat on his husbands lap and attached their lips. "Yes I love you, my gain five year old." He didn't intend for things to get any further than a small kiss, but when Sirius slipped his tongue down the older mans throat. A small moan escaped his lips, which was caught in Sirius' throat.

As he pulled away, a lust was very present in his eyes "Put a baby in me Remus Black. Right here, right now."

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"Is it just me or has your cooking gotten even worse. My god I've been getting sick from it for the past five weeks." Sirius groaned as he threw up what little that was in his stomach from the eggs he managed to get down earlier. "Baby, it's not my cooking, you must be allergic to something, I'll make you an appointment."

-1 Week Later-

"Well Mr. Black, nothing seems to be wrong, except there is something sitting on your lower abdomen. You should probably have that checked." Remus nodded "Thank you, Doctor."

In the car ride home Sirius set his hands on his lower stomach "Rem. I think it's a baby."

"You think we're pregnant? I believe we have a test at home."

"It can't be that damn hard to pee on a stick, Sirius Black!" The whole process of the test was taking his husband way longer than it should.

Upon entering their bedroom, a wide smile on his face, he wrapped his arms around his husband and best friend, whispering in his ear" We're having a baby, Moony."

Lyrics of the Chapter
"I am nothing without love,
I am but a ship stuck in the sand."
~Nothing Without Love By Nate Ruess