Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Chapter 42

A few months later

Draco sighed as he got into his Hogwarts bed beside Harry. The baby could come any day now; any minute his mate's water could break; a week from now he could be carrying a small baby boy.
"Harry, you cosy?" He asked, placing a small amount of tissue under the other.
"Yes, and really? Again with the tissue?" He whined, frowning.
"Princess, if your water breaks, it'll be easier to realise. Right, come on then. Goodnight kiss." He puckered his lips, to be met with the others wet lips.

"Drakey?"
"Yeah?" He asked, placing a hand on the others thigh.
"Will you always love me? Me and Scorpius, the same?"
The silver eyes met with the other emerald ones that lay ahead and he grinned.
"Is there somebody that's getting jealous?"
"I don't know, is there?" Harry shrugged, burying his face into Malfoy's neck, "Just promise."
"You and our son will always be my world. Without you two, I wouldn't want to live. No need for jealousy, now, he is our son." He kissed his mates cheek, wrapping one visible wing around him whilst the other rested behind him on the bed.

"I-I know, I'm just so used to you babying me that I'm frightened that when, well, the actual baby comes along, you'll push me to the side. Not that I don't like acting mature, I just like being childish sometimes."
"Well, I'm going to have two babies to look after. Both to which I vow to risk my life to protect. I love you, Potty. Now, look me in the eyes and tell me that I've forgotten about you or not protected you before."
The Gryffindor met his eyes and gulped, shaking slightly.
"Draco?"
"Yes?" He whispered, stroking a thumb along the others jawline.

Harry bit his lip and avoided eye contact.
"My water's broke."

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"It's midnight and I'm waiting at St Mungo's for someone to pull this baby out of me?!" He grunted as he clutched Draco's hand tighter.
"Shush, calm down, love. It'll all be over soon."
"Tell them to hurry!" He shrieked.

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Malfoy began to panic as his Veela side kicked in when the doctor touched Harry. He growled, earning a hard squeeze from Harry's hand.
"Don't you dare fucking start!"
"Sorry." He gripped Potter's hand tighter and his screams echoed in the room, making him whimper slightly. His mate was in pain and he couldn't do anything to stop it.
"Princess." He whined, pressing a kiss to the others hand, "Please calm down. I have you."
"CALM DOWN? ARE YOU INSANE, MALFOY?!"
He ignored the little comment and continued his attempt to make him feel better.

"Do you know how much I love you? More than anything, babe, so I'll make sure you'll get through this. We'll make it, now come on. Breathe. Push!"  He encouraged, causing the Gryffindor to groan and do as he was told.
"No, I can't take it!" The other started to cry and Draco frowned.
"You have a baby on the way, darling. You must do this for us. You took down Voldemort, so you can do this. You're the bravest man I know."
"No, no I can't." He sobbed between grunts and failed tries at pushing. He flopped back and shook his head.

"You're going to give up on Scorpius? After holding him for 9 months? That's not the Harry I fell in love with." He stated softly.
"LISTEN HERE, MALFOY; ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS FUCK ME, NOT GIVE BIRTH, SO-"
They heard faint and fragile cries and whines, making them glance at the noise source.
"You did it, Mr Potter." The doctor grinned.
"Oh, well, rage works, I guess." Draco mumbled, shooting his wings out as Harry was handed the bundle, "Looks like you."
"Because of the green eyes? Please, Dray, he's clearly blond." He rolled his eyes but couldn't keep his smile away, "He's so cute."
Scorpius also had Draco's face shape, but was tanned like Potter.