A.N./ Don't blame me, blame the muse...

Okay, so I actually didn't think this was going to be that much of a hit, so I have written the second chapter. I like writing this so much that I have actually decided that it might be longer than two or three chapters. I can update this every few hours or so. It's very easy to write and I like writing it, and apparently you lot like reading it. Which I suppose is fairly peachy.

So anyway, I want to thank my reviewers.

TeiggyBear: Thank you so much!

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Thanks to all who reviewed again. Review and I'll thank you in my next author's note. Well… On with the story. Oh and the italic bold is the story.

Warning: Slash, talks of Mpreg

Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own Harry Potter. All rights, copyrights, and anything associated with Harry Potter are owned by J.K. Rowling and all she grants permission to use. No copyright infringement intended.

Now without further adieu... ON WITH THE FIC!

2

Harry took Draco into his arms and began to tell him a story.

"Well, once upon a time there were two little boys. Now these little boys were special. They weren't like ordinary little boys; they were magic. Not magicians, not they had true magic. They went to a special school called Hogwarts with a headmaster better than any the school had ever-"

"Bloody hell, Potter, just tell the story!" Draco interrupted.

Harry grumbled- something along the lines of bloody, blond, Slytherin tosser, but Draco couldn't be sure- and skipped forward in his story.

"As I was saying, these two boys were magic. But there isn't just good magic, there is also very bad magic, and the two boys on different sides of the war that was raging in their magical community.

"One boy- Draco- was on the dark side. The other boy- Harry, who was on the light side-, was sure that this was only because he was scared of his father. But whatever it was, these two boys were born rivals.

"Now these boys had never liked each other very much during their first 5 or so years of school. Harry, being a good person, had befriended one of the Weasley boys. The youngest son that is. Draco had extended his hand in friendship only to have it refused by Harry Potter.

"Draco- seeing this as a challenge set out to make the worst of the Weasley and young Potter's years at Hogwarts.

"However, in the boy's 6th year at Hogwarts, something changed in Draco. He saw the somewhat matured, aged Harry in a different light. Young Draco was in love…

"Harry himself had fancied Draco for quite sometime. Almost a year it seemed, but had never had the chance to make his feelings known for his fellow classmate. Until…"

"That night in the Astronomy Tower. When you came back with Dumbledore, I was so relieved you had made it back safely. And that's when it happened." Draco said as Harry paused.

"Not quite…"

"You see when Harry came back from retrieving the locket with Dumbledore, Draco was there, waiting with Death Eaters- You-Know-Who's followers –to kill Dumbledore. But he couldn't do it. He tried and tried, but finally his godfather- Severus Snape- had to kill the greatest Light wizard of all time- Albus Dumbledore.

"After everyone had fled, Harry later went back to the tower to retrieve his cloak, and that's when he found Draco, clutching his wand, and whimpering to himself.

"The Gryffindor comforted the Slytherin, and as they talked they drew closer and closer until their lips met. And from then on everything was perfect. Draco was moved to the light side and given extra protection. They were later married, after Harry had won the war of course; He had something worth fighting for now. Other than revenge.

"They now live happily ever after…

"Fine`"

"Is that really how it happened? I don't remember it like that. But hey, that's just your mind." Draco commented.

"You know, usually faerie tales end with lots of children running around, and 'they lived happily ever after'. I've been thinking. I really want a baby, Dray." Harry said.

Draco was silent for a moment. "You really want a baby. With me?" Harry nodded.

"Fine. What do we nee-?" Harry hugging him tightly cut off Draco.

"Bloody hell Drake I thought you would never say yes. You will love having miniature Harrys running amuck the house. Trust me, they'll be spoiled in no time." Draco only laughed and nodded. After all, who couldn't agree to that?

A.N./ You know the drill people... MOVE MOVE MOVE!