Chapter 2
Draco must have been exhausted from the stress of the day. He fell asleep as soon as they started cuddling, after they finished making out, of course. Harry however, did not fall asleep. He looked at the ceiling and though to himself “Holy fucking hell. What the hell am I supposed to do?” Harry wants kids. He has always wanted kids. But there is a lot to do before the baby comes.
Draco is already a moody little shit sometimes. Often threatening him, George, Ron, Ginny, the many cats HE adopted, and the plants in the yard. Then cuddling with him while they watch a movie only to bite him (most of the time verbally) when he locks the cat that’s trying to push the TV off the stand in a room. Most of the time Harry liked his dramatics, it could be a bit exasperating, but it also led to amazing sex, so…
But pregnancy hormones, Draco was going to be a mess.
He needs to talk to Hermione. No, she doesn’t like it when he complains about Draco. Ron would never give any good advice. George, Luna, Nevel, and Ginny were out of the question. Oh no. That leaves two options: fly to Romania and talk to Bill or talk to Molly and Arthur. Molly and Arthur it is.
Harry looked to his left where Draco was curled against him. Harry gently pushed Draco’s long platinum hair out of his face. His mouth was open in the smallest pout with his boney cheek pressed into Harry's chest. Draco’s heeled white shoes were still on and currently digging into Harry's ankles. He would take them off if he didn’t know that any movement would wake Draco out of his slumber. And that couldn’t happen as right now he needed to come up with a plan. A plan that would perfectly handle the upcoming things they needed to do and prove to Draco that Harry knew what to do and everything would be okay. He just needed to figure out what to do.
Okay. He needed to find Draco a doctor (which it seems Draco has already done), make sure that all anti miscarriage spells are done, tell the Weasleys and close friends, learn about babies, and build a nursery. Okay. He could do that at least. And of course, take care of Draco.
Harry looked back at Draco, still sleeping soundly and elegantly as always. Fuck. How the hell was Draco supposed to carry a baby?
Draco has always been very slight as a teen, but as an adult he seemed even smaller. At 160 cm (5’ 4”) and barely 45 kilos (100 lbs) he was tiny. Especially next to Harry's 190 cm (6’ 2”) and 77.1 kilos (170 lbs) frame. And his tiny doll body was supposed to carry a baby and fluid 1/3 of his total body weight? That simply does not seem possible. And yet. Here we are.
Draco was going to be so cranky when he realizes his clothes won’t fit anymore. Harry’s gonna need a second card for all the maternity clothes and baby clothes they are gonna buy.
God.
How in the bloody hell are they gonna make this work? They just got the reporters off their back about their relationship. God knows they are gonna be stalking them even more now once they realize Harry Potter got Draco Malfoy pregnant.
Harry was pulled away from his spiraling thoughts by a small movement next to him. One of their cats, Strawberry, jumped on the bed looking for attention. Harry quickly pulled Strawberry towards him before she could wake up Draco. Strawberry started purring and quickly relaxed into his arms. I guess if Harry could adapt to living alone to living with one excentric boyfriend and 4 cats, he could adapt to having a baby in their life too. They have cuddly cats (like Strawberry) and mean violent cats like (Yacks). Harry has handled them all, and knows they will handle having a baby in about 9-10 months.
Absolutely wild.
Harry looked down to see Strawberry asleep on his chest curled up next to Draco. Both snoring very softly, it’s pretty cute. Not that Harry would ever tell Draco that. Not the cute thing. Draco loves being called cute. But if Draco ever found out that he snores, not even really snoring, just gentle murmuring through his nose, he would kick Harry to the couch for weeks in embarrassment.
It would be fine. They could do this. Draco had an amazing job running his own potion shop. Harry has a very flexible schedule as he has been working as a dark magic consultant and tutoring young wizards with difficult natural abilities (like Teddy). They had the finances for a baby. They also had the support of all their family and friends. Molly will probably be demanding to see her grandchild at least twice a week. They could do it. Harry just needed to come up with a plan. A long term one and one for when Draco woke up. If Harry knew anything, it was Draco and Draco would be feeling nervous again when he woke.
Draco had every right to be nervous. Not only was his body going to drastically change, but their lives were going to drastically change too. They were going to have a baby. The thought made Harry drag his hand softly across Draco’s stomach.
First, he needed to reassure Draco. They would go back to Saint Mungo's tomorrow and get all the tests and charms they needed done. He would start getting some maternity clothing magazines mailed to the Weasleys. Draco would see them and inevitably look through them and maybe get more used to the idea that his body was going to change quite a bit. He would have them be addressed to Molly so Draco wouldn’t think too much about it.
Second, he was going to need to.. umm. He didn’t know what came after that. The nursery and learning about babies definitely. But he needed to talk to Molly and Authur and maybe Hermione about Male pregnant and maybe Luna about their, whatever she had to say. He could do that. It was still afternoon and Draco probably hadn’t eaten yet so that would be his first priority. He would let Draco sleep for a bit longer then get some food into him. Maybe get him to try the Nachos at the Weasleys. Although that would mean seeing the Weasleys after Draco’s outburst and George would not have the tact to not question them about everything.
Wait.
Weren’t there certain foods pregnant people couldn’t eat? Could Draco even eat nachos? He would need to research that and then make Draco something for lunch. For now he could be a pillow. Just until Draco woke up from his nap. Everything could be dealt with then.