Twin Troubles, part 3
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bleedingangel84Title: Twin Troubles, part 3
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mpreg,Language
Word Count: 365x2
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hogwarts365 Prompt 282-Distribution, Expressive; "Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.” ― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: Third installment of Twin Troubles. Hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Harry and Draco have a talk.
“You do realise I’m not letting you off the hook so easily, don’t you? We still have a lot to talk over before the babies get here, and I’d say that you still have some major groveling to do to make this up to me.”
“I suppose that’s fair. I should never have assumed you knew men could get pregnant. I just didn’t think.”
“That is obvious, Malfoy. But it is partly on me, too. Extraordinary things are possible with magic. I suppose I should’ve researched things when we first got married, but it didn’t occur to me that I’d need to.”
“No, I should’ve talked to you about it. I’m sorry that I didn’t. It must’ve been a horrible shock to you.”
“I nearly passed out. Especially when the mediwitch told me we were having twins.”
“How did she know?”
“Magical ultrasound. And apparently something to do with the distribution of my body weight. I’m really not looking forward to getting fat.”
“You’re pregnant, Harry. That’s different than fat. Your body is capable of carrying babies. That’s something you should be proud of.”
“When you’re the one pregnant, you can tell me how I should feel. Until then, just do me a favour and shut up.”
Draco smiled fondly at him, patting his shoulder. “Hormonal already, I see.”
“I said shut up. I’m not hormonal. I’m angry. There’s a difference, you twat.”
“You have every right to be angry, Harry. Honestly. But it’s not good for the babies.”
“That’s what the mediwitch said. Oh, god. Draco what if we’re horrible parents? What if our kids hate us?”
“That’s not going to happen. You’re Harry Potter.”
“I know my name, thank you. And I also know the fame that comes with it. I don’t want my kids saddled with that while they’re growing up.”
“And here I used to think you were a vain git at Hogwarts who used his name to get out of trouble all the time.”
“No, that would be you. You were the one so proud of being a Malfoy. And a vain git to boot, always hoping that everyone noticed you.”
“You never did.”
“I did when you finally got your head out of your arse and stopped thinking the Malfoys owned the world."
“We shocked everyone, didn’t we?”
“I’ll say. Ron still says you’re a vain git, though.”
“I am not. Vanity involves caring what others think about you, and I don’t. The only person whose opinion matters to me is you.”
“I think you’re a thoughtless oaf with a cute arse, honestly.”
“Is that all?”
“And I think you’ll end up being a wonderful father to our children. Personal pride wouldn’t let you be anything else. You became a different person after the war, and you worked hard to be someone that you could be proud of.”
“I’ll work hard to be the best father I can be, Harry. But I can’t make any promises. We both know what I had for a father.”
“And you can be overwhelmingly thoughtless and stupid.”
“Thank you for the vote of confidence, love.”
“We’ll be fine, Draco. No parent that I know is ever completely prepared when they have children. But we have magic on our side, don’t we?”
“That’s true.”
“And we can always ask Molly Weasley for help. I know you aren’t overly fond of the Weasleys but she did give birth six times."
“I’ve never been one to turn down information, no matter where it comes from. Do you really think we’re ready to be parents?”
“Not yet, I don’t. But I think we’ll get there eventually. Thank goodness we still have a few months yet before they get here.”
“I should get some parenting books or something. So we know what to expect. I’ve heard that pregnant people crave odd food combinations. Can I get you some pickles and ice cream?”
A look of horrified revulsion crossed Harry’s expressive face. “That sounds completely and utterly disgusting. If I ever eat that, please shoot me.”
“I can’t shoot you any more than you could shoot me, love.”
“Draco we have a lot to learn, don’t we?”
“That we do. But at least we’re together.”
“Thank Merlin for that. Will you love me even if I get as big as a house?”
“How could I not love the father of my children?”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mpreg,Language
Word Count: 365x2
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 282-Distribution, Expressive; "Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.” ― Jane Austen, Pride and PrejudiceDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: Third installment of Twin Troubles. Hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Harry and Draco have a talk.
“You do realise I’m not letting you off the hook so easily, don’t you? We still have a lot to talk over before the babies get here, and I’d say that you still have some major groveling to do to make this up to me.”
“I suppose that’s fair. I should never have assumed you knew men could get pregnant. I just didn’t think.”
“That is obvious, Malfoy. But it is partly on me, too. Extraordinary things are possible with magic. I suppose I should’ve researched things when we first got married, but it didn’t occur to me that I’d need to.”
“No, I should’ve talked to you about it. I’m sorry that I didn’t. It must’ve been a horrible shock to you.”
“I nearly passed out. Especially when the mediwitch told me we were having twins.”
“How did she know?”
“Magical ultrasound. And apparently something to do with the distribution of my body weight. I’m really not looking forward to getting fat.”
“You’re pregnant, Harry. That’s different than fat. Your body is capable of carrying babies. That’s something you should be proud of.”
“When you’re the one pregnant, you can tell me how I should feel. Until then, just do me a favour and shut up.”
Draco smiled fondly at him, patting his shoulder. “Hormonal already, I see.”
“I said shut up. I’m not hormonal. I’m angry. There’s a difference, you twat.”
“You have every right to be angry, Harry. Honestly. But it’s not good for the babies.”
“That’s what the mediwitch said. Oh, god. Draco what if we’re horrible parents? What if our kids hate us?”
“That’s not going to happen. You’re Harry Potter.”
“I know my name, thank you. And I also know the fame that comes with it. I don’t want my kids saddled with that while they’re growing up.”
“And here I used to think you were a vain git at Hogwarts who used his name to get out of trouble all the time.”
“No, that would be you. You were the one so proud of being a Malfoy. And a vain git to boot, always hoping that everyone noticed you.”
“You never did.”
“I did when you finally got your head out of your arse and stopped thinking the Malfoys owned the world."
“We shocked everyone, didn’t we?”
“I’ll say. Ron still says you’re a vain git, though.”
“I am not. Vanity involves caring what others think about you, and I don’t. The only person whose opinion matters to me is you.”
“I think you’re a thoughtless oaf with a cute arse, honestly.”
“Is that all?”
“And I think you’ll end up being a wonderful father to our children. Personal pride wouldn’t let you be anything else. You became a different person after the war, and you worked hard to be someone that you could be proud of.”
“I’ll work hard to be the best father I can be, Harry. But I can’t make any promises. We both know what I had for a father.”
“And you can be overwhelmingly thoughtless and stupid.”
“Thank you for the vote of confidence, love.”
“We’ll be fine, Draco. No parent that I know is ever completely prepared when they have children. But we have magic on our side, don’t we?”
“That’s true.”
“And we can always ask Molly Weasley for help. I know you aren’t overly fond of the Weasleys but she did give birth six times."
“I’ve never been one to turn down information, no matter where it comes from. Do you really think we’re ready to be parents?”
“Not yet, I don’t. But I think we’ll get there eventually. Thank goodness we still have a few months yet before they get here.”
“I should get some parenting books or something. So we know what to expect. I’ve heard that pregnant people crave odd food combinations. Can I get you some pickles and ice cream?”
A look of horrified revulsion crossed Harry’s expressive face. “That sounds completely and utterly disgusting. If I ever eat that, please shoot me.”
“I can’t shoot you any more than you could shoot me, love.”
“Draco we have a lot to learn, don’t we?”
“That we do. But at least we’re together.”
“Thank Merlin for that. Will you love me even if I get as big as a house?”
“How could I not love the father of my children?”