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^ ^ Yes, yes. I am here today for the third time, giving the ass to congratulate my dear skollhati , now meets
years old ^ ^

CONGRATULATIONS, ABUELILLA !!!!!

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Title: Pregnancy ... Is not allowed?
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Drarry
Disclaimer: Naaaada added. Not even the imagination, which is nonexistent ¬ ¬ '
Rating: G
Summary: Really thought that Harry would not want your child? Unthinkable.
Notes: Thank sra_danvers , most often, without you I have more than enough words galore xDDD

PREGNANCIES ... DO NOT WANTED?

Harry is distant lately. They live in the same house, yes, but it seems that living in the very Malfoy Manor and frequented each separate ends of the sprawling mansion. And yet the house is small: only six rooms, three for boys, when they come to visit (they could have a room each one, but Albus and Scorpius are determined to share it), and two for occasional visits. The sixth room is yours, but Harry is determined to move to a guest, and Draco does not know why. I really do not have a clue. It feels really bad when it has to Harry by his side. After five years of marriage has become accustomed to having at his side in bed. But two days ago, a week after returning from a mission that required his presence abroad for almost a week, moved to the aforementioned room and Draco has seen him only at meals and dinners since then. And when the two are in the same room the atmosphere is decidedly oppressive. Despite the number of times that Draco had tried to start a conversation with him, Harry is shown elusive and does not answer your questions.

"Why?" Blaise asked when Draco told him what happened with your partner. "I do not ask me," said Draco, grumpy, "I have no idea."

And so it goes since then Harry gets up, goes to work, come back to eat and leave again until dinner, after which he goes to bed immediately, arguing that it is exhausted.

Until tonight. Draco has to run to the bathroom before emptying the entire contents of his stomach in the middle of the carpet next to the bed (who really has the softest hair Draco has played in his life, dismissing Harry's hair, which is softer than a glimpse). He kneels in front of the toilet and shake him gagging while trying not to fall because of the hundred damn tremors shake it.

A los pocos minutos, nota un cuerpo que se arrodilla tras él y se amolda a su espalda, y nota también una mano que le sujeta la frente. Una mano fresquita y reconfortante. Harry le sujeta con cariño mientras él vacía el contenido de su estómago. Draco lleva ya casi dos semanas vomitando prácticamente todas las noches, pero antes siempre le había dado tiempo a imponer un hechizo silenciador antes de sucumbir a las arcadas. Ver vomitar a tu pareja no es atractivo y Draco se niega a dejar que Harry le vea en ese estado. También oculta el asco que le dan ahora el chocolate y las pastas, cuando antes cada vez que pasaba por la cocina stole a couple of pastas or chocolate from the cupboard (but not "put purple" as a point of saying Harry, Malfoy does not "turn blue". They are more elegant than that.)

When just vomit (throw has lacked the guts, nothing else, the rest is already out, running down the toilet drain after Harry pull the string), Draco turns and hugs Harry, smelling, remembering how much he has missed. Harry will turn embraces and caresses his hair damp with sweat. He kisses her forehead sweating and helps him up. It seems that Draco still has legs tremble. He also scraped his throat and is sure his breath smells fatal, and that insists on brushing your teeth before going back to bed.

Harry helps him sleep and then gently wraps, as if afraid that will break any time now, and Draco are tempted to say something nasty to stop playing the fool, to treat him as a porcelain doll. The dark turns out of the room, but Draco grabbed his arm before he can take a step and looks appealing.

-Stay, please. "His eyes are wet with the effort a little earlier.

Harry says nothing, but nods and lies down beside her, taking the place that belongs next to Draco, in his bed in his life. In the little creature that grows in the womb of Draco and have created between them. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________



Harry is the first to wake up the next morning. And then he spent observing Draco until he sighs and wakes up with a hand placed gently on your belly. Look at your partner and sees that it has eyes on his hand. Close your eyes, knowing the conversation that follows.

- Why do not you tell me, Draco? "Ask, and Draco shrugs. Why not tell me you were pregnant?

Draco returns to shrink and then Harry gets out of bed, ready to go if you do not receive a response that comes in when grasping the doorknob, still reluctant to leave.

"I thought that you'd want. "I get the voice of Draco, dull and slightly shaky, although he never recognize it. Harry looks at him, slightly alarmed. Do not just believe that that Draco thinks he querríaa not a child of two, a son they have created with more love than anyone could conceive.

term to explain "No, Draco, how could you think that I do not querríaa that child. "I said, somewhat surprised by the words of Draco. It is unthinkable, Merlin! -. How could I not love him, Draco? Is your son, our son!

Draco looks at him with the moist eyes, this time with emotion. I really hate those mood swings that have come with pregnancy, before also had mood swings, like everyone else, but not pulling all day dropping crocodile tears, as if a child who does nothing to upset his mother and give grief after tearing through easily.

fall down her cheeks a couple of warm, salty tears and Harry are picked up with your thumbs.

- Why are you crying? "Ask just. Ja! As if Draco knew!

- I do not know! "Exclaims the blonde, flushed and angry. Ríey Draco Harry gave him a bully their eyes, which causes the dark laugh louder and kiss him. When separated

Harry looks at him with a point of worship in their eyes and Draco put his in white.

You do not know how happy you make me, Draco. "He says the dark, excited.

"Oh, do not say stupid things, Potter. "The blonde drag his name as only he can and can not feel Harry happy.

Although it may itself be talking nonsense.

FIN

hope you enjoyed it, baby, but honestly, I am convinced that no, it is the biggest garbage I write / read do in a loooooooong time (but it is also true that the only thing I have to offer) T_____T

Still, I did it with all my devotion for months ... and decided to save it for you. Te I want! Patry (((((((((( ))))))))))