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Harry and Draco were awakened by the sound of knocking. Draco lifted 



his head from Harry’s chest, and looked around him, trying to remember 



where he was. He looked down to find Harry starring at him with an 




amused, yet tender look in his eyes. He smiled, and bent down to kiss 




his boyfriend, remembering the hours of lovemaking they had just been 





through. He started getting hot thinking about how good it had felt 




having Harry with him… beneath him… on top of him… He deepened the kiss 





and shifted on top of Harry. Harry seemed to be getting into it also, 





kissing him just as hard, and touching all over. The boys were about to 





get into it again when they heard knocking again. Draco groaned as 




Harry pushed him off. 





“Come on Harry! Dumbledore told us to have sex! Whoever’s at  the door




can wait!” He whined  pouting.





 	He looked so adorably hot, with his almost childish face and the 




looks of a sex God…






	Harry started reconsidering going back to bed, but the knocking 





was getting insistent, and his resolve returned. 





“I have to see who it is. It could be important.”
	




	He moved towards his clothes that had been thrown of the bed, and 




pulled on his robe, staying in the nude under it. Draco sighed and did 




the same thing.





	The knocking was getting insistent. 






“Alright, we’re coming! Keep your robe on…” He giggled. He’d always 




wanted to say that.




Draco rolled his eyes.





“your such a cornball” he muttered.





“Hey! Protested Harry, see if you get anymore sex.” They both knew it 




was an empty threat since Harry couldn’t get enough of Draco anyway. 






	Draco moved towards the door and opened it to find a guilty 





looking headmaster, and an annoyed looking potion master. He moved out 





of the way so they could come into the room. Harry looked at them, 





specifically Dumbledore, and suddenly felt very scared. He went over to 





Draco, and folded himself in his arms.





“What’s wrong?” he asked fearfully. As if sensing his emotions, Draco 




rubbed his back trying to soothe him. Being in his beloved’s arms like 




this made him feel a little bit better, but didn’t completely get rid 




of the dread that seemed to have taken over him.






“hum, huh… that is…” Dumbledore stopped his incoherent babbling and 




took a deep breath. * Alright, I can do this. It’s not like he’s strong 




enough to kill me anyway… right?*





“you see…” he started but Snape’s frustration leveled had risen through 




his babbling and he interrupted him.





“Again, what Dumbledore is trying to say, he sneered glaring at Albus, 



is that he forgot to tell you one very important part of the spell.” 






“What? What is it??” Draco was starting to get worried also, and clung 



to Harry a little tighter.




	Although Snape had started his speech with vehemence, he seemed a 




bit apprehensive when it came to saying the rest of the spell, or 




prophecy or whatever.





“See, the power that it will take the two of you won’t come only from 




you. At least not entirely. By yourselves, you will not be able to kill 




him. You see Harry, when your parents had you, we didn’t really know 



everything about the spell. They needed you-or maybe I should say your 




mother needed you inside of her still in order to defeat him. Now, we 




aren’t homophobic (very few wizards are), but we were quit shocked when 



we found out that the new saviors of the world were both male, but…” he 




was interrupted by Harry.




“Wait. One. Second." He said slowly,



"Now, someone please tell me that this long story is not going to end 




the way I think it is.” He sounded calm and controlled, like the 



outcome of this conversation would have little effect on him. 




	However inside, he was shaking with fear. They just couldn’t mean 




what he suspected that they meant!




	He looked at Dumbledore, a little bit of his desperation showing 




on his face. Then he turned to Snape, when Dumbledore seemed to be 





avoiding his eyes. However, even Snape-despite his vehemence before-



seem to be unwilling to look at him in the eyes. Finally, he looked at 




his beautiful lover, who until now was suffering silently through the 



death grip that Harry had on him. Draco looked back in what he was 




trying to look like a reassuring glance, but Draco was also freaking 





out inside, and the cool façade he was trying to maintain for his 





boyfriend’s sake, didn’t seem to be holding up well.





	Snape coughed lightly. They turned to look at him, still clinging 




to each other, a look of supplication on their faces.




“I’m afraid that what Dumbledore as ‘mistakenly’ ‘forgotten’ to tell 




you, is that one of you is going to get, umm… well… that is one of you 



is going to ahh…” He looked at their poor faces and they looked so lost 




and scared, that he’s heart went out to them.
 




“ oh, hell, on of you is going to get pregnant, which is why it was 




necessary for you boys to get pregnant, and please tell me that only on 




of you was on top? Please!” He rushed that whole thing in on breathe, 




hoping that they both heard or didn’t hear what he said. One because he 





didn’t want to go through that again, and two because he was afraid of 





how they would react.





“Pr… Pr… Preg… Pregnant???” stuttered Harry, before he fainted. Draco 





managed to catch him before he hit the floor, and held his lover’s head 




on his knees, while glaring at both Snape and Dumbledore. 




“How could you forget to tell us something…” He suddenly stopped his 



rampage as a strong wave of nausea hit him.




“Oh God, I’m gonna be sick!” He quickly got up, first making sure he 





wouldn’t hurt Harry’s head, then ran as fast as possible to the 





bathroom.
	



	They heard him retching.





“Well, Said Dumbledore, That went well..” 




	He smiled faintly as Snape glared at him. 






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HAHAHA! I'm evil again! ok Sorry to those who didn't want a male-preg 



story! I'm afraid I can't help it. I love those!!! let the men know 




what women go through once in a while. Even if it is in fiction. Now I 




won't put them through to much pain, because their hot and I love 'em. 



Hope you liked it! 




Tell me what you think! 




P.S: Sorry I know this story is just a pile a rubbish and doens't say 



much, but the next chapter will be better. I'll attempt to be funny, 




though I don't know If I'll succeed! ^_^