Summary: Draco and Harry are young and in love with bright dreams for the future. That is until the realities of teen pregnancy and the real world come crashing down around them. Out on their own, will they find their own place in this world and will this place be together or apart?

Note: Hey guys, this is a rewrite of the movie For Keeps. This was written fairly quickly and born out of insomnia and brat pack movie marathons at two in the morning. You can clearly tell my mental state from the writing. The actual movie was pretty bad and this isn't much better but oh well. Anything can be made better with Drarry right? This contains most of the same scenes and my favorite pieces of original dialogue. Don't take it too seriously.

Warnings/ Explananations: Complete AU, OOC, Unapologetic cliches. Voldemort never came back after the Godric's Hollow fiasco, Harry was adopted by Remus and Sirius, Teddy is Harry's little brother, and Beaubaxtons is like a wizarding university in this story.

SideNote: If you don't like Slash then feel free to press the back button. Have a great day :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the film "For Keeps" nor am I making money off of this.

-The Boy Who Got Knocked Up-

"Are you ready?"

"Yes. No. Wait. I don't know.", Harry finished putting his face in his hands.

"Harry, you're being ridiculous. You do want to know don't you?" Harry nodded hesitantly. Now wasn't the time to chicken out. He should have chickened out three months ago when Draco was laying on top of him, his glorious body covered in sweat, hands running up and down Harry's body, his tongue doing sinfully delicious things to him...

"Harrison James Black! Are you listening to me?" Harry snapped back to reality.

"Sorry Mione. I'm just nervous is all", he mumbled.

"That's perfectly understandable. It'll be quick. I promise." Hermione gave him her best reassuring smile. One of Hermione's greatest strengths was in her ability to remain rational and calm in any situation. Normally this wouldn't phase him, but today it was absolutely infuriating. He needed someone to panic right along with him.

He took a deep breath. "Alright, just do it."

Harry squeezed his eyes shut as Hermione raised her wand to perform the spell. The white light shot from the end of her wand came into contact with his abdomen, the soft magic probing his insides with a tingling sensation. After a while, bright blue swirls hovered above his head. Harry gulped audibly.

"Well...that's it then. I'm up the duff", he said and promptly fainted. Hermione just managed to catch him before he hit the floor.

"Men.", she sighed with an eye roll as she renervated her best friend.

-Telling Draco-

Harry dragged himself into the apothecary with a feeling of dread pooling in his stomach. It had taken the better part of two hours of convincing from Hermione to finally gather the courage to tell his boyfriend the news.

"Harry! How are you my boy?", called Timothy, the store owner. Draco had been working at the apothecary for the past couple of years as an extension of his potions apprenticeship with Professor Snape. He didn't need the money of course, but it looked good on his uni applications.

"I'm great.", he lied. "Is Draco here?"

"He's in the back."

"Thanks.", Harry replied, quickly slipping through to the storage room.

He spotted Draco intently scouring the shelves for potion ingredients. Harry immediately wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the taller blonde and buried his face in Draco's black cashmere jumper. Draco instantly knew who it was and smiled, whirling Harry around gently to face him. He took in Harry's expression and his smile faded. Something was wrong.

"What's happened now?"

"I'm pregnant.", Harry blurted out before he could stop himself.

Draco's jaw dropped open in shock. He studied Harry carefully for a moment before the shock faded into amusement and then he began to laugh. He laughed so hard, he couldn't even breathe.

"Oh Merlin, that's rich. Good one.", he said gasping for air. Harry's face resembled a stone after Draco had finished laughing, his lips pressed in a thin line and his emerald eyes full of fire. "I'm not joking Draco."

Draco's eyes widened comically. "You're serious aren't you?"

Harry nodded crisply. For a moment, Draco thought he might get punched in the face judging by the way Harry's fists were clenched at his side. He had been on the receiving end of one of Harry's punches only once during their brief two day break-up period back in fifth year and he never wanted to risk pissing him off again. Harry was small, but he could hold his own. The atmosphere was tense as they both stared at each other in silence.

"I didn't know you were a carrier.", Draco finally said in a strained voice.

"My papa is a werewolf.", Harry replied as if it should have been obvious. Draco had to have known that this was a possibility. They hadn't exactly been careful.

"But you're adopted."

Harry sighed exasperatedly. "I'm blood adopted Draco which means I'm biologically a Black. You know that. My dad and papa let me keep a small portion of my birth parents' magic so that I could still look like them. They never wanted me to forget them." Harry downcast his eyes, the tears from earlier that day returning. He was starting to feel like he couldn't breathe properly anymore.

"Hey.", Draco said taking Harry's chin in his hand. "What's with the tears?"

"I don't know if I can do this. We're not ready for kids, we're only 17. What are we going to do?"

Draco was careful to keep his face void of emotion. No matter what he felt about the situation, he swallowed his feelings down because ultimately, it was Harry's choice. "What do you think we should do? We have options Harry. Do you...do you want to keep the baby?"

Harry thought about it. it would be hard and he had no idea how their parents would react, but there was a little piece of him and Draco growing inside of him and he knew he would do anything to protect it. Ready or not. "Yeah. I think I do."

Draco nodded. "Alright then. We're keeping it. I love you and you love me so for Merlin's sake stop blubbering. We're having a baby. Smile."

Harry wiped his eyes and gave his boyfriend a small grin. "We must be crazy to do this."

"Of course we are. We're completely off our nut. Quite insane really... but I think we can do this."

"Really?"

Draco scoffed. "I don't know about you Potter, but I will make an excellent father. This child will be the perfect Slytherin".

Harry rolled his eyes. Typical Draco. "You know, it could be a Gryffindor...or maybe even a Hufflepuff.", he teased.

Draco was horrified. "Never. joke. about. Hufflepuffs".

-Pass The Treacle-

At Malfoy Manor...

"Daddy?" Teddy asked.

"Yes cub?"

"What's an abortion?", he asked innocently with curious eyes. The silence in the large dining room was deafening as everyone stared at the small boy in shock. Remus fixed a stern stare in Teddy's direction.

"Where did you hear that terrible language young man? That is a very bad word."

Teddy's lip trembled as his eyes darted between his fathers and Harry.

"Theodore! I asked you a question."

Harry chose that moment to save Teddy who was in tears at the thought of betraying his big brother. Damn, Teddy must have been spying on his conversation with Ron earlier.

"I'm pregnant! Pass the treacle tart please", Harry blurted out cheerfully avoiding everyone's gazes.

Draco's fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he mentally counted down to the inevitable explosion. Remus was shocked, Sirius was so red they were sure he was turning into a tomato, Narcissa's hand was covering her mouth seemingly shocked but Draco knew she was mentally planning a wedding and baby shopping excursions, and Lucius, well let's just say he was beyond furious. He was the first to break the silence.

"Have you gone mad Draco?", he hissed. How could you throw away your life like this? It's one thing to date, but now to soil our family blood with this...this filth?", he said gesturing towards Harry. "I will not allow it!"

"Don't you dare talk to my son like that Malfoy. Your precious little ponce of a mummy's boy is the reason they're in this mess. Harry is a good kid. He was a virgin before Draco came along. He's supposed to be going to the professional quidditch leagues after graduation.", Sirius yelled slamming his fist on the table.

"Dad, stop!", Harry pleaded visibly embarrassed.

"Seeing as it's your son that's the pregnant one, I don't believe my son is the ponce in this relationship. Draco has a future as well. He's going to Beaubaxtons to be a Potions Master. I won't let this bastard child ruin his chances!".

"I'll kill you", Sirius said as he launched at Lucius before being physically restrained by Remus.

"As I said, filth", Lucius reiterated, brushing off his shirt.

Sirius glared at Harry making him shrink under his father's gaze. "This baby is going up for adoption."

"Actually, we're keeping it." Draco said firmly, squeezing Harry's hand in support.

"The hell you are! We bought you a crup last year and you forgot to feed it. It died!" Lucius shouted.

Narcissa decided to interject. "Now Lucius, this is no way to behave. We need to discuss this rationally."

"What is there to discuss Cissa? How can we even be sure that this child is Draco's?"

That was it. Harry stood up from his chair, his narrowed green eyes fixed on Lucius.

"Are you saying that I'm some whore? My baby is definitely Draco's. I love him and I would never cheat on him. You don't know anything."

"Young man. Obviously you need to not only learn how to close your mouth, but your legs as well", Lucius replied with the utmost calm.

Draco who had been mostly quiet through the entire ordeal quietly stood and swiftly punched his father in the face. Lucius's head snapped back from the impact and Narcissa gasped. He drew his wand and pointed it at Lucius's chest.

"Don't ever speak to him like that again!", he growled through gritted teeth. Narcissa moved towards Draco in an attempt to pacify the already escalated situation, but Lucius pushed her behind him.

"You dare draw your wand on me boy? Your own father? You are no son of mine.", he hissed in fury.

"I never was.", Draco said with cold eyes; dropping his wand to his side and walking towards the door.

"No Malfoy has ever brought such disgrace to the family name as this. If you leave, you are no longer welcome here!", Lucius called after him.

"So be it.", Draco continued on his way out while Narcissa began sobbing.

"Do you hate me as well?" Harry asked turning towards his parents.

"Of course not cub. We could never hate you. We're just worried about you. I knew you smelled a little differently, but I never suspected. It'll be alright", Remus said hugging Harry tightly.

"It's not alright Remus! Don't tell him lies." Sirius paced across the floor. "Dammit Harry, what were you thinking? How could you be so idiotic? You're seventeen years old and you're pregnant. By a Malfoy no less. A bloody snake. Have you no pride? Look how they treat their own child. I forbid you to see that boy again. And another thing..."

"Dad would you just SHUT UP! I'm not leaving Draco and if you don't like it... well you can just piss off.", he shouted running after Draco and leaving behind one stunned Sirius Black.

-Just Us-

"Draco wait! Wait!" Harry shouted at Draco's back. Draco stopped and squinted in the distance to see Harry running after him.

"And just what do you think you're doing? Go back inside."

"No. I'm coming with you."

"Did you not just hear my father Harry? I have nowhere to go. I can't... I can't take care of you love", he reluctantly admitted. The defeat in his voice broke Harry's heart. He had never seen him look so vulnerable, so broken.

"Then we're in the same boat. I can't go back either. I just told my dad to piss off."

Draco's grey eyes widened and his face broke into a large grin.

"You told Sirius Black to piss off?" Harry nodded and laughed. Draco picked Harry up and spun him around a few times before setting him back on the snow covered ground.

"I would have given anything to see that.", he said as his mind veered off track before returning to the situation at hand. "Right then, it's just us. Come on, let's get you somewhere warm." They held onto each other tightly as they apparated away.

-Home Sweet Home?-

"Rent's due on the fifteenth. 40 galleons, no exceptions. No parties, no loud music. If you want to act like a bunch of bloody wood nymphs, then I suggest you go live with them. Enjoy darlings.", the old witch said as she walked out leaving the two standing there. The flat was small and dirty, but it was theirs. Draco grimaced as he noted the dust on the floor.

"It's not so bad", Harry said attempting to lighten the mood. He pulled out his wand and muttered a powerful cleaning charm on the front room while letting up the curtains to allow some sun in. Draco sighed. He just wasn't used to this.

"It's a start", he said as he began to unshrink their belongings. Thank god for their mothers...er mother and Remus. They had to sneak the boys in to get their clothes and other items. Draco busied himself by attempting to transfigure Harry's bed into a king size one like he had at the manor.

-Marry Me-

Harry sang his heart out relishing in the feel of the hot water on his skin.

"Hey baby won't you look my way. I can be your new addiction. Hey baby what you got to say, all you're giving me is fiction..."

He was startled by the curtain being ripped open. Harry jumped in surprise as he whirled around to see Draco's gorgeous smirking face. His heart skipped a beat. He loved that Draco could do that to him.

"Fancy some company?"

"Perhaps. Know anyone offering?"

Before he knew it, his lips met Draco's in a bruising kiss. Harry felt a sensation in his groin as he let out a moan. In response, Draco's own member hardened as he ground his hips against Harry making his intentions clearly known. Harry's face turned bright red as he realized they were both naked and in the shower. It was crazy in a way. Even though they clearly had sex before, it was mostly rushed and in cramped spaces. He had never actually looked at Draco's penis before. Draco noticed the coloring on Harry's cheeks.

"Am I embarrassing you?"

"N-no", Harry stuttered under Draco's amused stare.

"Its just...I've never really looked at it before".

"It?" Draco questioned raising one brow. Then comprehension dawned on him.

"Ohhhh. How could you not have looked at it before? We've had plenty of sex", he said resting his hand on Harry's stomach to emphasize his point.

"Well we were always kind of rushed you see and I was a bit pre-occupied at the moment. I couldn't exactly think straight."

Draco's grin widened. "So what you're saying is that I made you so incoherent with pleasure that you never had the opportunity to look?" Harry nodded sheepishly. "Damn, I'm good".

Harry slapped his shoulder playfully.

"Well, here's your chance love.", Draco said winking at Harry as he stepped back in all his naked glory.

God, Draco was gorgeous. Even more so now that Harry could see him standing up. His eyes shifted down to Draco's penis which was hard as a brick and standing at attention. It looked even better than it felt. But of course, he'd never tell Draco that. He decided to play with his boyfriend a bit.

"It's cute", he said knowing full well that Draco despised the word. Draco's smirk was quickly wiped off of his face.

"Cute?", he growled as he advanced on Harry.

"You'll pay for that one Potter.", he grabbed Harry and began to tickle him mercilessly.

"Dray...dray I'm sorry I said it was cute. It's not cute. It's huge! It's bigger than Salazar Slytherin's pet boa constrictor! Stop it please."

"What will you do for me if I stop?"

"Anything", Harry gasped out through the laughter that was now slightly painful.

Draco finally released the pregnant traitor and took Harry's hand in his. Their eyes locked and Draco lowered himself to one knee in front of Harry. With his other hand he wandlessly accioed a small velvet box and held it out to Harry.

"Draco?" Harry questioned, his heart speeding up to a frightful pace.

"Harrison James Black. Will you do me the great honor of becoming my husband?"

"What do you think?"

-The Wedding-

Draco paced and forth in his changing room. "Damn!" he muttered trying to loosen his tie. He was surely having a nervous breakdown. Even his hair was mussed and anyone that knwos Draco knows his hair is always in perfect condition, even after a shag.

"I wish I had a camera. The great Draco Malfoy having a breakdown like a little girl."

"Shut up Blaise! You're supposed to be my best man. You're not helping."

"I don't know what you're so nervous about. It's Harry we're talking about. He would never stand you up. Besides, where would he go? You've already knocked him up."

"I just...argh. What if he doesn't show? What if he figures out I'm actually not worth it? He's bloody brilliant Blaise. Smart, gorgeous, kind. People like him. People don't like me and now I'm nothing. I have no money. I'm worse than a Weasley."

"You know you really should stop insulting the Weasleys. You guys have been friends for years now."

"Get back on topic Blaise! Honestly, who'd want to marry me?"

"Hell if I know. But I do know one thing. Harry loves you. He doesn't give a shit about the money or the clothes or the image. You know that. You guys are meant to be or something. It's disgusting. You have something that anyone would give their right arm for."

"Why Blaise, getting sentimental are we?" Draco said smirking at his best friend.

"Fuck off Draco and fix your hair. See you at the altar pretty boy.", he said ducking from the room.

"Mione! MIONE!" Hermione ran into the room, heels clacking.

"God Harry, what is it?" she said holding her chest. Harry looked at his best friend and broke down crying.

"He's going to leave me isn't he?"

"What? Who's going to leave?"

"Dr-Draco. He's going to leave. Oh god, my child will be fatherless!" he wailed as he sunk to the floor. Hermione gave him one of her looks.

"Why would you think he's going to leave?"

"Have you seen him? Why would he want to spend the rest of his life with someone like me? I'm not even a pureblood. He would be better off without me."

"Harry this is insane. If you don't stop it this instant, I'm going to smack you. Draco isn't going to leave." She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "He adores you. Always has. Why can't you see that?"

Harry smiled warily and wiped his face. "I don't know. I think it's hormones.", he muttered and they both laughed.

"Come on now, let's fix your robes.", Hermione said

Harry and Draco stood saying their vows in front of the bondmaster, all the Weasleys and their best friends. They finally kissed and everyone gasped seeing the bright purple magic surrounding them, tying together their past, present and future, their minds, and their bodies; signifying a soul bond. If anyone looked closely they would see tiny celtic knots appear inside their wrists.

Behind a tree, not far away from the ceremony stood a sobbing Narcissa Malfoy who clutched desperately at Remus. They hadn't been invited, likely out of fear that their husbands would find out and interfere, but they refused to miss their sons' big day once they found out.

"That was beautiful.", Narcissa cried, dabbing at her eyes with a lace cloth.

"I know Cissy, I know.", Remus said comforting her.

-The Boy Who Lived To Be A Statistic-

"Harry my boy, come in. Have a seat."

"Hello professor. You wanted to see me?"

"Ah yes, there is something I wanted to discuss with you. How do you feel about home schooling?"

"It's alright I suppose. I've never been home schooled before".

"Wonderful! Then you aren't opposed to the idea?"

"I guess... professor what is this all about?"

Dumbledore sighed and folded his hands in front of him on the desk. "Harry you are an excellent student. Not only are you the Boy Who Lived, but you are the Quidditch captain for Gryffindor and very popular among the houses. You have a lot of people admiring you and I don't believe that it's best that you remain in school and influence the others with your questionable choices."

"My choices?" Harry said standing up, his magic rising and swirling through the air. An angry Harry Potter was never a good thing. But an angry, hormonal Harry Potter...well that was just terrifying.

"Which choices would you be referring to sir? Choices like being married at a young age or is it the fact that I'm pregnant? Is everyone too pure and innocent to be tainted by me? Is that it professor?"

"Calm down Harry. That's not what I meant. I'm merely stating that you may want to consider taking the rest of the year off. Have a rest. Figure things out. Though you must admit that being seventeen and expecting is not exactly what Lily and James would have hoped for you."

Harry's fury calmed at the mention of his birth parents. Maybe Dumbledore was right. He and Draco had made quite a mess of things. His heart broke at the thought of disappointing his birth parents.

"You can still come and take your NEWTs when you're ready and attend graduation. I only want the best for you Harry. You must believe that."

"If that's all professor. I'll be leaving now.", he said a bit dejectedly.

"Take care my boy and be sure to send me a birth announcement, I'm sure your child will be a fine witch or wizard in eleven years time."

"They can't do this! That meddling old fool is going down. I won't stand for it. How can they ask you not to come back to school? No one treats a Malfoy like this!"

Draco was pacing back and forth angrily across the floor; his trademark scowl in place.

"Draco, I told you it's fine. And besides, you're technically not a Malfoy anymore since Lucius disowned you."

Draco frowned at the mention of his father. "Technicalities love, technicalities. And besides, I doubt he actually disowned me. Wouldn't want to suffer the embarrassment would he?", Draco said bitterly. "Let's not talk about my father. He's not a part of our lives anymore."

Draco lay down exasperatedly next to his very pregnant husband; placing his head on the bump, closing his eyes and relishing in the peace that enveloped him; just being there with his little family.

-Hipogriff-

Six months later...

harry felt a set of hands close in over his vision. "Guess who?"

"Draco", Harry exclaimed. I didn't think you would be home this early. The ball isn't until tonight."

"You cut your hair", Draco said fingering the shorter, spiky do.

"Yeah. I just got sick of it. It was too long; too girly. Do you like it?"

"I love it." Draco ensured him. Harry's eyes began to tear.

"What's wrong love?"

"It's just, I look terrible. I can barely fit my robes and I don't want anyone to see me like this. I'm going to embarass you."

"Shhh love, you're being silly. Come here you berk.", he said pulling Harry towards the mirror, wrapping his arms around him.

"See now, look at that. Those green eyes. You're gorgeous love. How could I be embarrassed by you?" Harry snuggled back against Draco's chest and breathed in deeply.

"Hmmm, I love you dragon.".

"Love you too lion." He gave Harry a little pat on the bum. "Now get your arse in the shower. Can't be late can we?"

"Draco?"

"Yes?"

"I can barely walk, how am I going to get across a dance floor?"

"Easy. I'll rent a...what do the Muggles call it again? Ah yes, a forklift"

Harry spun around and shot Draco a death glare sending a hex Draco's way before waddling to the bathroom.

-Oh Bugger, I'm Leaking-

Draco helped Harry out of the carriage and into the Great Hall. It was decorated beautifully, and music vibrated off the walls. As soon as they stepped through the doors, they were assaulted by a swarm of people hugging them and giving congratulations. Mainly Gryffindors and of course the Hufflepuffs. Harry smirked in amusement as he watched Draco attempt to explain away his now bright purple hair. Draco was quickly pulled away by Blaise and Theo, undoubtedly scheming to spike the punch and blame it on an unsuspecting party.

Harry was happy. He missed being at school with his friends; carefree, laughing and joking around like this. Hogwarts was his home away from home.

"Harry you look great! How are you? We miss you so much. Mum wants to see you. She wants to take you shopping.", Ginny said chattering away. Harry and Ron exchanged a grimacing look. Mrs. Weasley was a maniac when it came to babies. She had seven for Merlin's sake and she was already pushing Ron and Mione for grandchildren. She was sick really.

"Sure Gin, tell her I'll try to stop by soon."

Ron groaned and they all turned to see Pansy Parkinson and her friends coming towards them.

"What do you want Parkinson?" Hermione said stepping in front of Harry.

Pansy was notoriously jealous of Harry. Everyone knew she was in love with Draco. She had it in her head since they were practically babies that they would get married one day. Her bitterness was at an all time high now that Harry was pregnant. She couldn't understand it. Harry Black was nothing special and yet Draco still picked that half-blood filth over her. It was unacceptable.

"That would be none of your business Mudblood. I'm merely socializing at a ball which is what proper pure-blood ladies are taught. But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

Ginny scoffed at that. "You're no lady Pansy. A two knut whore yes, but a lady never."

Pansy opened her mouth to retaliate, but was cut off by Harry.

"Leave it Gin. She's not worth it."

Pansy looked Harry up and down with a sneer on her face. "Always the hero aren't you Potter? Wow... Look at you, you're huge!"

Harry refused to cry in front of Pansy, but his eyes betrayed him. They filled with tears anyway.

Ginny stepped protectively in front of Harry. "Shut up Pansy.", she hissed. "You're a jealous cow. Draco doesn't love you and picking on Harry won't make him either. So stop it already, you're embarrassing yourself."

Silver eyes met green ones across the room. Harry was radiant, glowing even and Draco had never loved anything so much as he did Harry. Draco excused himself from his brood and walked over to his husband. He hardly noticed Pansy and the girls arguing.

"May I have this dance?" he said bowing in front of Harry. Harry forgot all about Pansy and everything because at that moment, all he saw was Draco.

"Yes, you may." He allowed Draco to whisk him away into the hall and carry him up the stairs. Thank god he didn't notice the featherlight charm Draco placed on him beforehand. They finally came to rest at the astronomy tower.

"What are we doing here?"

"Firstly the view is amazing and I suppose I just wanted you all to myself." He pulled Harry close as they slowly turned, dancing to a melody all their own. The kind of music made by shuffling feet, content sighs and the beating of two hearts as one. Suddenly Draco felt Harry tense in his arms.

"What's wrong love?" he asked worriedly.

"Hurts.", he gasped out in pain. Draco placed his hand on Harry's bulge steadying Harry to help him maintain his balance and stiffened when he felt how hard Harry's stomach was. It was like a rock.

"We need to get you to St. Mungo's." Draco quickly conjured up his patronus and sent it for help. Harry let out a loud gasp and Draco rushed to his side. He noticed a puddle of water on the floor beneath Harry.

"What the hell?"

"Oh bugger, I'm leaking."

-Missing Bits-

Screams could be heard echoing down the halls of St. Mungo's maternity ward. There sat Hermione, Ron and Blaise. Hermione was intently reading a book on newborns. She glanced up from her reading to see the horrified looks on the boys' faces. They jumped simultaneously when Harry screamed again. She quickly erected a few silencing charms around Harry's room. They both slumped in their chairs in relief, Blaise's hands covering his face.

"Mione, you're not going to be like that when we have kids right?"

"Of course not Ron", she said reassuringly.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll be much worse", she added.

"Harry love. Try the breathing thing you read about in all those bloody baby books. It's got to be good for something yeah?"

"Fuck the breathing!". He pulled Draco's face close to his.

"Get me a fucking painkiller NOW or I will hex your fucking balls off and you won't get them back. Do-you-understand-me?" Harry growled dangerously. Draco swallowed and nodded. Draco had never been scared of anything in his life, but now he was not only scared for his life, but his bits as well.

He swallowed thickly, carefully pried his shirt from Harry's death grip and practically ran from the room to find a healer, tripping over his boots on the way out.

Two hundred and fifty seven threats, a destroyed hospital room, one emotionally scarred nurse's intern, and a broken hand later...

Healer Rayner looked up from his position between Harry's splayed legs.

"This is it gentlemen. One more big push."

Draco sat whispering sweet nothings and words of encouragement in his husband's ear ignoring his bandaged hand. Harry pushed himself up on his elbows, black strands sticking to his face as he bore down gritting his teeth.

"That's it Harry. Keep pushing.", the healer encouraged. Suddenly Harry fell back against the pillow as a resounding cry was heard through the room.

Draco stared at the red, messy blonde haired bawling mess held up for him to see. His heart soared. That was his son. He and Harry's son that they made together. "Amazing" he mused to himself.

"Mr. Malfoy, would you like to cut the cord?"

Draco snapped out of his trance, turning slightly green and laughed nervously. "Isn't there someone a little more qualified?" The healer nodded in understanding and whisked the baby away to be cleaned and fussed over by all the nurses.

"It's a boy Harry! He's beautiful. Quite small though. What should we name him?"

"Whatever you want is fine.", he said trailing off, too tired and sore to even consider names. His body was unwillingly giving into exhaustion and his eyes fluttered close.

-Pureblood Names-

"Abraxas Hyperion Potter-Malfoy? You named our son Abraxas?!"

"I asked you what name you wanted and you told me to name him anything, so I did."

"I meant one of the normal names we discussed like Leo, James, even Scorpius. But Abraxas? What kind of bloody name is that?"

Draco huffed. "I'll have you know that Abraxas was my grandfather's name. It's fitting for a Malfoy."

"I give up. Welcome to the world Brax.", Harry whispered tracing one finger down his son's tiny cheek.