Annalise verse: The Appointment
Title: The Appointment Annalise verse #66
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco, Annalise, Narcissa, OFC
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg
Word count: 390
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al.
Summary: Narcissa gets to babysit while Draco goes to an appointment.
"Thank you, Mum. I appreciate this."
"It's no trouble at all, darling," Narcissa assured her son.
Draco kissed his mother's cheek. "I shan't be gone long," he said.
"Take your time," Narcissa waved him off. "Annalise and I are going to have a tea party."
"May Pixie join us?" Annalise asked, bouncing with excitement.
Narcissa nodded. "Yes, but only if she minds her manners."
Draco crouched in front of his daughter. "You behave yourself for Grandmère, okay?"
"I'll be good, Daddy. I promise," replied Annalise.
Draco kissed her head. "I'll be back soon, princess. I love you."
~*~
Draco hoped he wouldn't encounter anyone he knew as he sat in the waiting room at St Mungo's. He was anxious about this appointment, and he hadn't even discussed his concerns with Harry yet, let alone anyone else. Draco found it nigh impossible to believe he could be pregnant already. After all, he'd only begun to take the proper Potion shortly before Christmas. It had taken almost a year of trying before Annalise had been conceived. However, Draco recognized the early symptoms and had scheduled this visit to find out for sure. He had told his mum only that he had an emergency meeting to attend, as he wanted his husband to be the first to know any news. Aside from that, neither he nor Harry had told anyone they were trying to conceive again.
Draco was nervous and excited, and when his name was called his heart rate doubled. He took a deep breath to calm himself and made his way to the examining room.
~*~
Draco lay back with his shirt bunched up to his chest while the medi-witch waved her wand over his flat abdomen. "How are you feeling?" she asked him.
"Nauseated, tired and cranky," he sighed.
She grinned at him. "Ah yes, I recall how much fun your first pregnancy was."
Draco winced. He'd been a right bitch, and he often looked back and wondered how Harry had tolerated him. Oddly enough, Draco had forgotten that part when he had agreed to try for another child.
The medi-witch flicked her wand one more time, and the tip glowed with a soft white light.
Draco held his breath.
"Congratulations, Mr Malfoy-Potter," beamed the medi-witch. "You're going to have a baby."
Delicate Condition
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco, Annalise, Narcissa, OFC
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg
Word count: 390
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al.
Summary: Narcissa gets to babysit while Draco goes to an appointment.
"Thank you, Mum. I appreciate this."
"It's no trouble at all, darling," Narcissa assured her son.
Draco kissed his mother's cheek. "I shan't be gone long," he said.
"Take your time," Narcissa waved him off. "Annalise and I are going to have a tea party."
"May Pixie join us?" Annalise asked, bouncing with excitement.
Narcissa nodded. "Yes, but only if she minds her manners."
Draco crouched in front of his daughter. "You behave yourself for Grandmère, okay?"
"I'll be good, Daddy. I promise," replied Annalise.
Draco kissed her head. "I'll be back soon, princess. I love you."
~*~
Draco hoped he wouldn't encounter anyone he knew as he sat in the waiting room at St Mungo's. He was anxious about this appointment, and he hadn't even discussed his concerns with Harry yet, let alone anyone else. Draco found it nigh impossible to believe he could be pregnant already. After all, he'd only begun to take the proper Potion shortly before Christmas. It had taken almost a year of trying before Annalise had been conceived. However, Draco recognized the early symptoms and had scheduled this visit to find out for sure. He had told his mum only that he had an emergency meeting to attend, as he wanted his husband to be the first to know any news. Aside from that, neither he nor Harry had told anyone they were trying to conceive again.
Draco was nervous and excited, and when his name was called his heart rate doubled. He took a deep breath to calm himself and made his way to the examining room.
~*~
Draco lay back with his shirt bunched up to his chest while the medi-witch waved her wand over his flat abdomen. "How are you feeling?" she asked him.
"Nauseated, tired and cranky," he sighed.
She grinned at him. "Ah yes, I recall how much fun your first pregnancy was."
Draco winced. He'd been a right bitch, and he often looked back and wondered how Harry had tolerated him. Oddly enough, Draco had forgotten that part when he had agreed to try for another child.
The medi-witch flicked her wand one more time, and the tip glowed with a soft white light.
Draco held his breath.
"Congratulations, Mr Malfoy-Potter," beamed the medi-witch. "You're going to have a baby."
Delicate Condition