drarry one-shots

what do i do ?

summary : after throwing up for weeks, harry finds out its a little more than the flu...

word count : 1.5K

(this is mpreg! if you don't like it skip this chapter)

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To say he was nervous would be an understatement.

He was terrified.

How was Draco going to react? He specifically said that right now, they can't have a child. It was too early. Draco wanted to make sure that they were going to be together forever before they made the commitment of having a child together.

He had said "I don't want a child, our beautiful, precious child coming into a world where we aren't together," He had sighed and took Harry's hands in his, "I don't want a child of ours growing up the way we did Harry, without proper love."

He was right. Harry knew that.

They had discussed everything before they had made love.

Children, marriage, you name it, they had probably talked about it.

Both Harry and Draco knew that sex was going to play a huge part in their relationship if they wanted to be together for a very long time. It was about trusting your partner to take care of you. Trusting them to make you feel spectacular.

And it had been.

It had been magnificent. Hours, upon hours, they had spent in that bedroom - and everywhere else in their hours of course - making up for lost time. Showing eachother how much they truly loved one another.

Alas, Harry had still ended up pregnant, even with Draco being careful.

It had started with feeling nauseous feeling no matter what he did, and then came the throwing up. So he went to a muggle doctor and they told him 'Your fine, just the flu' well it most certainly hadn't been the flu.

Then his emotions went haywire. He could go from happy, to sad, to angry in a matter of minutes, and at that point he was a little worried, because that's never happened before.

So, he went to Hermione. When he had told her everything he had been feeling, she had started to reassure him that he was fine until she had snapped up, a disbelieving look on her face, and looked at Harry with concern, that Harry had started panicking.

She had dashed out of the room, as Harry watched her go and when she cane back, she was holding a box.

She sat next to Harry and handed him the box and when he saw it... he nearly started laughing. He had looked at her with such amusement until he saw her firm expression, telling him, silently, to go and take the test.

And so he did.

So, imagine Harry's surprise when the test came back positive.

He had dropped the thing, picked it back up and ran back downstairs to Hermione to show her.

She looked so proud and he wanted to cry even more because 'What! Hermione I'm pregnant what the hell' But she had pulled him into a tight embrace and assured him it was all going to be okay but he had to tell Draco.

That... that was what set him off.

Draco would hate Harry if he knew that Harry had still ended up pregnant even though he had made it so clear that he didn't want a child right now.

And Harry knew that, technically, this wasn't his fault, it was Draco's for impregnating him, but he still felt as though he should be the one to blame.