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She nodded at his plans it all sounded great “Well there’s loads of other wizarding schools but who says you can’t do your training at Hogwarts after all is the finest in the world then go off teach somewhere else, get some more experience” Ginny shook her head “Not really, keep training as long as I can move in with Blaise over the summer into his place outside London and get things ready for this little one” She looked down “Everythings about her now”
Harry felt a strange spike of emotion go through him. “It’s a girl?” he asked tentatively. It all felt too real. He knew that yelling at Ginny or dwelling on the contraceptive mishap would help nobody, but he couldn’t help it. “Are… Are you sure about keeping the baby?” Harry steadied himself. Adoption was always an option. Some couple who couldn’t have kids would be overjoyed, Ginny could have her life back… He hoped she would at least consider that.
Ginny laughed a little at Harry’s reaction “I don’t know at the moment, maybe I think so, kinda hope so” She smiled then her face dropped a little “Yes. It’s my mess and well I guess I’m kind of looking forward to being a mum” She smoothed her bump “If you were in my position would you be able to give away your baby, the baby you’ll carry and bond with for 9 months?” She looked at him hoping he would understand
Harry furrowed his brow, trying to think about how he would feel if (by some insane magic gone wrong) Draco and him ever found themselves with child. He wasn’t sure what they’d do. Draco would probably be too busy panicking about becoming a father to think about it and Harry would probably feel so burdened by the responsibility he would crack too. But then again, Blaise and Ginny weren’t Harry and Draco. “I don’t know what I’d do,” Harry said honestly. “I’d just want the kid to have the best life possible, something safe and stable.”
Harry took a second to consider. “Well, I want to start assistant teaching somewhere, but I don’t know if I want to do it here. That’d be sort of pathetic, to graduate only to stay at Hogwarts forever. Though I would like to teach here when I’m much older. And of course moving in with Draco,” Harry smiled at the last bit, remembering their stay at Grimmauld Place over winter break. “Do you have any summer plans?”
She nodded at his plans it all sounded great “Well there’s loads of other wizarding schools but who says you can’t do your training at Hogwarts after all is the finest in the world then go off teach somewhere else, get some more experience” Ginny shook her head “Not really, keep training as long as I can move in with Blaise over the summer into his place outside London and get things ready for this little one” She looked down “Everythings about her now”
Harry felt a strange spike of emotion go through him. “It’s a girl?” he asked tentatively. It all felt too real. He knew that yelling at Ginny or dwelling on the contraceptive mishap would help nobody, but he couldn’t help it. “Are… Are you sure about keeping the baby?” Harry steadied himself. Adoption was always an option. Some couple who couldn’t have kids would be overjoyed, Ginny could have her life back… He hoped she would at least consider that.
Ginny smiled and as she sat cast a cooling spell that made the room feel quite chilly “I’m alright this weather is not helping with everything though” She looked at Harry “Is the heat this bad up in the boys dorm? You’d think they’d of put a cooling spell over the whole castle by now” She looked at the unlit fire and smiled “Couldn’t sleep either then?” She asked pulling her feet under her
“Seamus has been trying, but he’s better at combustion than cooling,” Harry laughed. Harry couldn’t help but notice the small swell in Ginny’s stomach as she sat down. He still wasn’t comfortable with the idea at all, but it seemed like things were too far along to stop. “Yeah, couldn’t sleep. School’s ending soon and I’ve got a lot on my mind.”
She nodded “Yes well he defiantly had enough practise blowing himself up all the time” She put her hand on her stomach, something that was becoming a regular occurrence now. Putting her head on the back of the sofa she sighed “I know what you mean. Any idea what you’re going to do when you leave this place?”
Harry took a second to consider. “Well, I want to start assistant teaching somewhere, but I don’t know if I want to do it here. That’d be sort of pathetic, to graduate only to stay at Hogwarts forever. Though I would like to teach here when I’m much older. And of course moving in with Draco,” Harry smiled at the last bit, remembering their stay at Grimmauld Place over winter break. “Do you have any summer plans?”
Harry was trying to cool himself down to no avail. He was sprawled out on the Gryffindor-red sofa, casting cooling spell after cooling spell. He remembered something Hermione once said about heat rising, and cursed the fact that Gryffindor was in a tower, of all things. Harry’d considered owling Draco -who was much more skilled with weather spells- but he knew that would only make things heat up. Call him crazy, but heatstroke wasn’t really a turn on.
“Hey Ginny,” Harry greeted her, moving to sit so that he didn’t take up all the room on the couch. “How are you feeling?” he asked, ever aware of the fact that Ginny was with child.
Ginny smiled and as she sat cast a cooling spell that made the room feel quite chilly “I’m alright this weather is not helping with everything though” She looked at Harry “Is the heat this bad up in the boys dorm? You’d think they’d of put a cooling spell over the whole castle by now” She looked at the unlit fire and smiled “Couldn’t sleep either then?” She asked pulling her feet under her
“Seamus has been trying, but he’s better at combustion than cooling,” Harry laughed. Harry couldn’t help but notice the small swell in Ginny’s stomach as she sat down. He still wasn’t comfortable with the idea at all, but it seemed like things were too far along to stop. “Yeah, couldn’t sleep. School’s ending soon and I’ve got a lot on my mind.”
Ginny made her way back up to the Common Room, it was about 11:30pm and it was still sweltering inside the school with the sudden change in weather it really felt like summer. She whispered the password then “Nox” being able to navigate the Common Room with ease, in the low light. After about an…
Harry was trying to cool himself down to no avail. He was sprawled out on the Gryffindor-red sofa, casting cooling spell after cooling spell. He remembered something Hermione once said about heat rising, and cursed the fact that Gryffindor was in a tower, of all things. Harry’d considered owling Draco -who was much more skilled with weather spells- but he knew that would only make things heat up. Call him crazy, but heatstroke wasn’t really a turn on.
“Hey Ginny,” Harry greeted her, moving to sit so that he didn’t take up all the room on the couch. “How are you feeling?” he asked, ever aware of the fact that Ginny was with child.
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The Boy Who Lived: Drarry Sexy Times
Draco had mentally prepared himself in those spare fifteen minutes for whatever Harry was going to pull. And yes, he knew there would be something. Draco wanted to be completely in command tonight, so Harry…
Harry’s eyes stayed glued to Draco’s hips the entire walk down. When they reached their destination, Harry could hardly help himself and his jaw practically connected with the floor. Where the hell were they and how had he not known about this room before? “This is… Wow,” Harry stammered, wishing he could be more articulate but his mouth always seemed to have other ideas. The room was lit only by a few candles but as Harry’s eyes adjusted to the light he could make out a few benches, a bed and a wall stocked full of toys, paddles, riding crops and dozens of things that he didn’t even know the use of. A shiver of excitement ran down his back. “Is this what you Slytherins do in your spare time?” Harry asked breathlessly.
Draco had mentally prepared himself in those spare fifteen minutes for whatever Harry was going to pull. And yes, he knew there would be something. Draco wanted to be completely in command tonight, so Harry couldn’t start thinking he had even a shred of control. Finally, he heard Harry’s voice, and his breath hitched at the sight of his boyfriend. Fuck. Draco quickly composed himself, his mouth curling into a sneer. “Tardiness will get you nowhere, Potter.”
Draco’s familiar sneer stirred something within Harry. “I’ll try my best to make up for it,” he promised, making his way to Draco’s side. “You lead the way,” he motioned into the dark caverns, his imagination running wild with what Draco had stored down there. They’d both gone to the school for eight years now, but he doubted they’d explored the entirety of the school’s underbelly and possibilities lurked behind every corner.
Drarry Sexy Times
Harry had been trying to keep himself awake in potions class when a note appeared on his desk. Curious, he unfolded the edges to reveal his boyfriend’s handwriting:
Harry,
Meet me at the entrance to the dungeons at midnight. You won’t regret it.
-Draco
Harry’s lips curved into a grin, wondering what Draco had in store for him. The invitation loomed in the back of his mind for the rest of the day, leaving him to anticipate and fantasize. He’d barely been able to focus during his last charms lesson of the day, fretting with his quill until he feared the wisps of feather would fall off.
After the dinner had finally wrapped up and all of Gryffindor tower was tucked away in their beds, Harry wrapped in his invisibility cloak made his way out of the commonroom. The castle was as beautiful as ever at night, the moonlight reflecting off the stone walls. But before Harry headed down to the dungeons, he had a stop to make. Harry ducked into a washroom, checking to see if anyone was around. Thankfully, it appeared he was alone. “Exciting. This is going to be exciting,” Harry assured himself absentmindedly as he conjured the bundle of clothes Pansy had loaned him. He shimmied into the Slytherin girl’s uniform and fastened all the buttons shut, even though they were sure to be ripped open later. After he was done, Harry glanced at himself in the mirror. He’d be damned if he didn’t feel sort of… Pretty. As strange and as unexpected as he felt admitting that. He concluded that he must be going mad.
By the time he made it down to the dungeon’s entrance, it read 12:15 on a clock that loomed on the wall. “Hey, love. Sorry I’m late,” Harry greeted the blonde man leaning against the door, removing his cloak to reveal what he was wearing.
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