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Unexpectancy (Into you)
PollyWeasley @polly-weasley
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, OMC, Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: bottom!Draco, Top!Harry, petite!Draco, Hung!Harry, Slight feminization, dirty talking, Lactation, Lactation Kink, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Mpreg Draco, Pregnant Sex, Nipple Play, slight domination kink, male breasts, Bullying, Homophobia, aggressive slurs refering to LGBT, Light Angst, enemies to fuck-buddies, fuck-buddies to friends, Friends to Lovers, forced pregnancy (by a potion), Hogwarts Eighth Year
Summary:
Draco supposed that starting Eighth Year in Hogwarts fucking Harry Potter was a good start. Both of them were in the closet, for a lack of better words, and both of them were having fun with each other, no bonds attached, no uncomfortable talks, no need to tell their friends whatsoever. It was good to both of them, especially when you considered that the Wizarding World was stupidly ignorant and homophobic, and Draco was already suffering enough because he looked like he was gay. It was better just to keep it a secret. But when Draco suddenly finds out he ended up pregnant of Potterâs child, there was nothing he could do except face the world and reveal his secret. Would Potter accept to reveal his, too, for the sake of this new life?
Excerpt:
âAre you going to call me a ponce to my face, Weston? Come on, I'm waiting.â Potter spread his arms, and Weston looked at him as if he didnât believe it.
âYou're going too far to protect this fucker, Potter. I'm sure Malfoy doesnât even know who the father of this abomination he's carrying is--â
âThe abomination, Weston, is my baby. So I would be little bit more careful while speaking about it.â Potter approached the other Gryffindor, holding him by his collar. âYou donât want to end up dead like Voldemort, do you?â
âYou wouldnât do that,â Weston murmured, trying to look brave but clearly frightened.
âTry me,â Potter threatened, pushing him back. Potter turned to all the students who were looking and declared, out loud, âThose of you who have anything against Malfoy because he's gay, you also have something against me. I am the father of the child he carries, so know that if someone lays even a finger on him, youâll hear from me.â Harry approached Draco now, ignoring everyone around him and hugging him tightly.
Draco hugged him back, feeling like Potter was the one to make him breathe again. He closed his eyes, leaning his head against his shoulder and breathing in his scent. His heart pounded, and he could no longer deny his feelings for Potter. Not after that. Not after Potter revealed his own secret to help Draco.
âLet's get out of here.â Potter said, kissing his hair and pulling him into the Eighth Yearâs Common Room. Weasley and Granger didnât put away their wands, and Draco mentally thanked them for being so loyal to Potter.
When they reached the Common Room, however, it wasnât Potter who pulled him aside to talk. Weasley and Granger called him into a corner of the room, ignoring the students who might have been there. Potter stood near the doorway, like a watchdog.
âMalfoy,â Weasley started. âLook... I donât know how you did it, and, frankly, I donât think I care anymore. But you're making Harry happy. And I know you donât have⊠a relationship or anything, but now you're going to be bound to Harry forever, and that means youâre bound to us as well. I admit that you've changed and that... youâre a decent bloke. We'll be here for you as long as you're here for Harry. And we'll be here for...for the baby too, if you need it.â
The whole speech seemed too rehearsed for him, but it felt good to hear it anyway. Granger looked at Weasley with pride in her eyes, and turned to Draco, ready to give her speech as well.
âCount on us. We may not be your best friends, Malfoy, but... We really have learnt to like you. And if someone does to you the same thing Weston was doing... Weâll be here.â And then, unexpectedly, she hugged him. Draco didnât know what to do right away, but after a few seconds, he touched her shoulder, awkwardly. It seemed enough.
âThank you,â was all he could say. He knew his hormones would make him cry if he tried to elaborate. Turning to look at Potter, he saw him receiving hugs and a pat on the back from Thomas and Finnigan. Potter looked at him, a smile on his face and Draco felt that everything would be alright.
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