Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Chapter 33

A week later, Draco stormed into his godfather's office, Harry following closely.
"Sir, we have to tell you something." Potter mumbled, making Snape raise an eyebrow.
"You're pregnant?" He asked and their eyes widened.
"How did you know?" The blond rubbed the back of his neck and Severus' eyes widened.

"You're joking? I was joking! What? How long?" The profesor stopped marking papers and sat down, crossing his arms.
"We found out last week-"
"That's why Granger wanted a test?"
"Pretty much!" Harry giggled a little but his face fell when Snape gave him a deadly look, earning a growl from Draco, almost daring him to hurt him.

"You realise you could be expelled?"
"That's why we wanted to talk to you, sir, what-"
"Abort the child." He demanded, "You clearly aren't old enough."
Malfoy raised his eyebrows in alarm, his eyes falling back to the red colour they usually do when he's angry. He stood infront of Harry and hissed.
"Abort? Are you crazy? I am not hurting my child!"

Potter whimpered and Draco wrapped his arms around him, rubbing circles into his back.
"I can't abort them, you said-"
"We're not, okay?"
The blond turned around and gave Snape the normal cold Malfoy stare.
"As I was saying, surely you can't expell us. If you think about it, by the time the baby is due which should be roughly 9 months, we'd only have like 2 months left here with the baby. Surely you don't want us to miss important education, right professor?"

He scowled at Draco and shook his head.
"You can't have somebody living inside of you whilst learning. What will you do when they arrive? The only thing you can do is abort-"
"Shut up, Snape! You're only doing this because you never had a chance with my mother and therefore never had kids! You don't know how it feels!" Harry snapped, "Come on, Draco, let's go to Dumbledore. Somebody who cares about us."

The Slytherin student took one look at the hurt professor's face and knew Potter had been a bit too harsh with his moods.
"Sorry." He mouthed after being dragged out.

Draco stopped him when they were outside Dumbledore's office.
"Harry can you calm down? And don't you think you were a bit harsh on Sev?"
"No, I can't calm down! He's making me pick between my education or my child all because he's a coward!" He yelled.
"Why's he a coward?" He raised an eyebrow, knowing what Potter was thinking, "Because he served the dark lord?"
"Exactly! Wait, what?" He looked at the blond nervously who'd just took his hand away from the other's.

"Well not all of us had a choice, Potter. Y'know it's not just hurting my godfather when you say things like that to him, or about him, it hurts me too. Me and my mother and father." He hissed, taking a seat on the floor.
"Draco, I didn't mean it like that at all. I'm sorry."
"Harry can you please just go in there and sort it all out? I'll wait here." His expression was blank but the Gryffindor knew what he had said hurt him.

"Aren't you coming?"
"No, the old man won't listen to me."
"But he got you that room for yourself and-"
"That's because my father paid him for it. You think he'd willingly help a former death eater like me?" He hissed and Potter sighed.
"Draco-"
"Are you going to speak to him or not?" He snapped and the raven haired boy pouted.

"Fine." He walked in to go talk to Albus as the blond took a deep breath.
He couldn't raise a kid, not whilst he had the dark mark on his arm. What would the child think? The person who served Voldemort and the person who destroyed Voldemort raising a child together? It's crazy.

He managed to accio a small sharp piece of glass and began to carve the mark out of his skin, not thinking about the consequences.

Meanwhile, Harry was trying to discuss the child with Albus.
"But sir, by the time the child has come we'd only have one or two months left of school anyway! Please, Dumbledore, we will be good in every lesson and I won't let it distract me." He begged, scratching his arm where it started to pain.

"Okay, but Draco's parents and Sirius and Remus will be hearing about it straight away. I advise you to take short trips to Madam Pomfrey every now and again."
Harry smiled and nodded.
"Thank you so much, sir!"
"No problem." He grinned, the usual twinkle in his eyes.

When he walked out, he saw the blond Slytherin breathing heavily and clutching his arm, exactly where the raven haired mate had felt the pain.
"Draco? Draco!" He ran over to him and checked from his elbow down to his wrist, "No... No, Drakey, why?"

He gulped as he saw the long slit down the mark, glowing red.
"I-I want to be a good guy." He breathed out, and Potter widened his eyes.
"SIR!" He screamed at the door he'd just walked out of, "Sir please!"

Albus came walking out, but started to rush when he saw Malfoy.
"Grab him, we need to get him to the hospital wing!"

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Potter stared at the boy who lay on the hospital bed with a bandage wrapped around his arm.
He was asleep, and Harry didn't want to get in beside him and wake him, so he sat on the chair next to the bed and watched him.
He had a bowl underneath him, which he puked in alot but used a simple spell to clean it up.

When the blond woke up with a small little yawn, the Gryffindor smiled, wipping away his tears.
"Drakey? Are you okay?" He asked softly, crouching beside the bed.
"Hmm." He grumbled, closing his eyes again.
"Oh, Draco... Why do you ever listen to me? Why'd you take what I say seriously? You're one of the bravest souls I've ever met and-and I'm sorry if I made you feel any different than that. I love you... Oh my little kitten, why did you hurt your beautiful self? You are a good guy who just has bad shit happening to him. You're the best guy ever to me. You're perfect... I'm so sorry."

"Shush, I wan't sleep." The blond mumbled, turning over and stuffing his face into the pillow.
"That's okay, darling. Get as much sleep as you need."

Draco frowned. He couldn't sleep without his mate, but he was still upset with him.
A few minutes went by as he just stared at his arm, when he heard Potter vomit again.
"Harry?"
"Sorry, go back to sleep."

He sighed and tried using his good arm to lift himself up. He felt strong arms around him and he yelped as they helped him up with no struggle. He knew it was Harry because although the boy was shorter than him, he did have some fine muscles.
"Thanks. How are you holding up?"

"I feel like shit, honestly. How's your arm?"
"Still connected to me, so that's good." He smiled gently as he heard Potter chuckle. "What did Dumbledore say?"
"We can do it." He nodded. Draco beamed and grabbed Harry's hand, locking his fingers with his own.
"That's brilliant, babe."
"Hmm," He smiled, "Can I slytherin beside you?" He smirked with a wink.

"You git," He laughed but patted the side next to him, "Come on then."
The Gryffindor sat beside him and smiled.
"Help me lay down, will ya?" Draco asked, making The Boy Who Lived wrap his arms around him and place him on his back, "Thanks."
Potter lay beside him, watching his every move.

He bit his lip and smirked as the blond draped an arm around his waist, the damaged one laying on a pillow between them. Harry pressed a small kiss to his nose and looked at his arm.
"Dray," He sighed, "Was it what I said that made you do this?"
"No. It was everything. I don't want my child to see me as Voldemort's servant. I'm more than that, Harry. I just want people to realise it."

"We do, kitten. Nobody cares about Voldemort. He's gone. I see you as much more than that, and so will our child. You're not a servant, babe. You aren't a bad guy, Draco. If you were, Remus and Sirius wouldn't have accepted you so quickly. We all love you to pieces. The dark mark that they forced you into won't change that. I still have those words on my hand, Drakey." He soothed, stroking a finger across the other's cheek.
"What words?"

"The ones Umbridge gave me." He showed it to the blond, who had saw it many times before, "I musn't tell lies."
"That bitch..." He grumbled before sweeping his tongue across the words.
"You know what this proves, don't you?"
"What?"
"Nobody's perfect. It just takes someone to believe you are perfect, to ignore your bad mistakes and flaws, and to love you forever, even if you don't love them back. For you, that person's me."

Draco smiled and kissed the boy passionately.
"You're such a good soul, princess. You see the good in everyone. I love you."