25 to Life (Harry/Draco) 6/??
Title: 25 to life
Summary: AU Harry is in a coma, Ginny is pregnant, and Draco can't seem to just walk away.
Warning: OOC, het, slash, languauge
Pairing: Harry/Ginny, Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Blaise/Pansy, other pairings
Rating: R
Author's Note: Chapter SIX! The baby's here! Sorry, non-canon child ( no JSP, ASP, or LP. Scorpius? you'll just have to wait and see ;) ) anyways, enjoy!
Excerpt: Draco’s eyes shone with unshed tears and he whispered, “I-I want him. I want my Harry, Pansy.”
Chapter Six: The Baby
The heavy, white door flew open as if it was half its weight, slamming into the wall behind it. The sound of the door crashing open cause the quiet group to jump and stare at a shaking Draco, who walked through the doors. They all looked at him in concern as he walked towards him, his jaw set tight and his blond hair in disarray.
He tried to keep the tears that blurred his eyesight from falling as he made his way to his group of friends. He took a slow, deep breath as he tried not hyperventilate and sat heavily in a seat next to Blaise.
“Draco, are you alright?” Hermione bit her lip, concern clear in her eyes.
Draco ignored her and looked at Luna, “I think it’s best if you would go look after her, Luna.”
“Of course, Draco.” She replied, before she stood and made her way to the delivery wing.
“Draco, what happened? Is the baby alright?” Pansy pushed after a few moments of silence.
Draco sighed his head bowed as he clenched his hands in tight fists and, finally, let the tears go as he choked out, “The healer told Ginny that they would have to cut her if she doesn’t dilate properly. Ginny immediately refused saying she didn’t want to be cut open like a piece of meat.”
Pansy glared and had to restrain herself from shouting some creative profanity. It disgusted her how Ginny truly was; here she was in labor and she didn’t even have a second thought about her baby’s health and safety. She saw how angry it made Draco as he gritted his teeth and growled a little; Draco would make a fine parent for the baby.
Draco continued with a grimace. “I asked the healer if there was anything that could be done to help Ginny along without surgery. Before the words were even out of my mouth, Ginny was tearing me up. She started screaming at me, blaming me for this. That I was cruel and it was the reason why she had went into labor two months early. She said-“ Draco choked before he continued, looking truly distraught. “She said it was my fault that Harry’s baby was going to die. That the baby would die because I was such a monster to his mother.”
All Pansy wanted to do was choke Ginny to death as Draco covered his face and let out a soft sob. “Draco, hon, you are NOT a monster.”
Draco shook his head, “I should have held my tongue at the shower, Pans.”
“You were only defending yourself, Draco.” Hermione said, softly.
“…Pansy…” Pansy was surprised to hear Draco voice so hesitant and quiet.
It sounded so wrong.
“Yes?” Pansy replied, grabbing a hold of his hands so he would look up at her.
Draco’s eyes shone with unshed tears and he whispered, “I-I want him. I want my Harry, Pansy.”
Pansy didn’t know how to answer so all she did was wrap her arms around her friend and bit her lip.
. . . .
Draco didn’t know who was making so much noise, but he planned to make them pay for it when he got up. He felt the exhaustion wash over all of his body. The last thing the blond wanted to do was deal with aggravating noises trying to wake him up. Draco curled his body tighter into the warmth surrounding him as he wondered who the hell was screaming.
“Damn, that kid must have a big head,” a male voice mused.
“Shouldn’t you be a little bit more supportive, Ronald? This is your nephew who is being born.” A female voice said anger in her tone.
“Sorry, Hermione.”
“Maybe, we should wake up Draco, babe.”
“No way! He needs the rest after what his day has been like.”
“Yeah, because we all know that Ginny giving birth is a cake walk. Pansy, he’ll be distraught if he misses the birth.”
Another blood curdling scream.
“I hope Luna took some earplugs with her.”
“Ron!”
“What?”
“Look, wake him up already. He’s technically going to be the daddy.”
“I don’t know, Blaise...”
“Oh, to hell with it.” Draco grumbled as he opened his eyes. Looking around, Draco realized that he was lying on a sofa in the waiting room. Pansy was standing in front of him with a guilty look on his face.
“Ginny is close to having the baby.” She said, simply.
Draco blinked and, slowly, sat up, a long black coat falling off his shoulder. He grimaced as his face peeled away from the leather underneath his head. Apparently, he had slept on Blaise’s coat and Ron’s had been thrown over him.
“What happened?” Draco asked in concern. Pansy did not answer as another muffled scream came from Ginny’s hospital room. Draco tensed. “Hermione…”
“Oh, Draco,” Hermione blurted, her eyes big as she continued, “We tried to give you some time to rest. You were out for about two hours.”
“Luna came out and told us that the baby would be making his first appearance in just minutes. You’ll be a daddy soon, Draco.” Pansy said, gently.
Draco felt sick. His legs suddenly felt like giving out as the world spun around him. He felt his throat go dry and his stomach drop. “I…”
Blaise put a steadying hand on Draco’s shoulder causing the blond to look up at him. He had wondered when his best friend would really realize that he would be raising a baby if Ginny’s plans kept. “It is okay, Draco.”
They all paused when Ginny’s scream turned to a sharp yell. Everyone’s attention was captured when a small echoing cry was heard from the hospital room.
. . . .
Draco watched as his friends celebrated at the birth of his ‘son’, for the lack of better words. He smiled at the thought, his son.
It made him warm inside; he had a son.
The lack of information worried him as five minutes passed and still no healer came out to reassure them that both mother and child were fine.
Hermione gave her friend an encouraging smile. “Don’t freak out on us, Draco."
Draco frowned as he mumbled, "They should have at least told us something.”
Ron straightened from his position in the hall. “Here’s your chance, mate,” He said just as Luna and the healer exited the hospital room.
Draco had only caught a glance of inside the room. The nurse was talking to a sickly looking Ginny before his attention was totally captured by the blue bundle in Luna’s arms. Hermione and Pansy couldn’t stop their squeals from escaping as Luna carefully walked up to Draco, shadowed by the healer. With a shaky voice, he choked out, “Is that…?”
She smiled dreamily at him before she said, “He can’t stay long, Draco. He needs to go to the nursery for observation, but,” she took another step forward. “I thought he should meet his daddy first.”
Draco’s hands shook, he was frozen in place unable to move before a gentle hand nudged him forward.
“Go ahead, Draco.” Narcissa’s eyes danced excitedly. The little one wasn’t her grandchild but he would be raised as such and the older Malfoy couldn’t wait.
Luna shifted her arms to hold the bundle out to her friend. It was more out of irrational fear that Luna would drop him than actual anticipation that Draco reached out for the baby. The healer quickly adjusted the nervous man’s arms around the baby before taking a few steps back.
Draco gazed at the baby in awe, he was a small little thing. His skin was red and wrinkled from birth but his hair seemed to have a mind of its own; a small tuft of messy black hair rose from his head. Draco carefully moved a bit of blanket away from the baby’s face. The baby’s eyes were closed as it slept soundly, his tiny mouth parted slightly. Draco felt himself falling in love for the second time.
“He’s so tiny,” Draco whispered, not wanting to wake up the small bundle in his hand.
The healer nodded, smiling slightly as she watched the scene silently. “Just about five pounds. Not as much as we’d like but not too bad. We’ll be keeping him for observation for a few days because he’s premature.” Draco nodded as Narcissa and the others circled around Draco to peer at the baby.
“He’s so precious.” Hermione sighed, smiling.
“I want one.” Pansy whined, looking at Blaise, angrily, who widened his eyes in panic.
“He got Harry’s looks.” Ron chuckled, examining the baby. “5 galleons that he has green eyes.”
“5 galleons that he has blue.”
“You’re on!”
“Boys.” Hermione groaned and Pansy nodded in agreement.
“What’s his name?” Narcissa asked Luna, who gazed back at her with sadness. “I think you should ask Draco, Mrs Malfoy.”
Draco looked up, startled, “But I thought Ginny would name him.”
Luna sighed, “She said she doesn’t want anything to do with the baby now that he’s born. He’s all yours, Draco.”
Draco nodded, an image of Harry flitted through his mind and he smiled as he softly said, “His name is Leo James Potter.” The area went quiet as everyone heard Draco announce the newborn’s name.
Blaise and Pansy looked at Draco in horror while Hermione and Ron grinned, pleased, as they all exclaimed, “You named the baby ‘Lion’?”
“It also a celestial star thus withholding Black tradition,” Draco defended as he tilted his nose in the air in contempt. “Harry would’ve liked it.”
Narcissa smiled, indulgently, and said, “I think it’s perfect.”
TBC