Fic: 'Angels and Demons' HP/DM PG13
Title - Angels and Demons
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - potion_lady
Rating - PG13
Word Count - ~1450
Characters/Pairings - Harry/Draco
Warnings - Slash, D/s, Implied MPreg, EWE, Child Illness, Flangst
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Time to say goodbye
Author's Notes - Told using prompt 38 Hard from my lover100 table, which can be found here
Thanks to piratesmile331 for the read-through and suggestions.
Missed the beginning? Go here to play catch up
Harry was surprised to wake up on Thursday morning. He'd been certain he'd never get to sleep for worrying about Adam, so to crack his eyes open and see Adam snoring softly on Draco's other side was a surprise, albeit a pleasant one. Tipping his head up, Harry watched Draco for a moment, until he was sure that his husband was asleep. A glance at the clock told him it was nearly six, and Harry climbed carefully out from under the blanket.
Stripping off, Harry cast a wordless cleaning charm on himself and pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and a clean jumper. Leaving the bedroom, he checked in that Grace was still sleeping before heading down the landing to Adam's room. Faith had told them that the hospital would provide pyjamas and clothing, as well as toiletries and anything else Adam might need. But Harry couldn't bear the thought of leaving Adam with nothing to remind him of home, and he crossed to the racing car bed Adam loved, extracting the soft grey hippogriff Hermione and Ron had bought when he was born.
Clutching the soft toy to him, Harry sat down on the bed and stared at the picture frame on Adam's nightstand. Shaped like a stack of toy blocks, there were three frames; one holding a picture of Harry and Draco, one a picture of Adam and Grace, and the third holding a family shot from Grace's first Christmas. Harry's hand trembled as he reached out, fingertips brushing over the clear pane, tracing the outline of Adam gently.
Hearing noise that could only be Draco getting up, Harry shook his head, pulling himself together and picking the frame up. It couldn't hurt to ask at Mungo's whether these things could stay with Adam. If he couldn't be with Adam, Harry wanted something there so that Adam knew they were watching over him always.
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"But why can't you stay with me?"
Draco sighed, and crouched down to Adam's eyelevel. "We want to sweetie, so very much. But the potion will make you tired, and you'll need lots of sleep, so me and Daddy have to go home while you rest. But we'll come and see you every morning and every afternoon, and we'll be there to tuck you in every night. You have to be brave, and the time will fly by."
Adam nodded but he looked unsure, and Draco pressed a reassuring kiss to his hair. Sitting down on the play-mat, Draco helped Adam build houses while Harry sat on a nearby chair and bounced Grace on his knee. They were waiting a little less than half an hour for Faith to show up, and when she did she looked flustered but happy.
"I'm terribly sorry for being late, a discharge took longer than I expected."
"Discharge?"
Faith nodded and scraped her hair back into a high ponytail. "Yes; one of our patients is going home today."
Harry and Draco swapped hopeful looks, and Faith sat down on the mat, smiling at Adam. "Hello, Adam, do you remember me?"
"You looked at my hand when it was better."
"Yes, I did. My name's Faith, and I work here." Adam nodded at her, and Faith Summoned over some little toy soldiers, holding them out for Adam to place them in the houses as she carried on talking. "Now, your daddies have explained that you're poorly, haven't they?"
"Yes."
"Good. Well, I'm going to make you better. Are there any questions you'd like to ask me?"
"Why can't Daddy and Papa stay with me?"
Faith sighed and tried to inject as much warmth as was possible into her voice. "Because to make you feel better, we give you a potion that will make you feel sick and sleepy, so you'll have to get lots of rest. But they'll come and see you every day."
Adam pouted, but he didn't kick off, and Faith exhaled slowly. "Do you want to come and see your room?" He nodded, and Faith stood up, brushing her scrubs off and holding her hand out for Adam to take. "First, we need to run some tests and get you some pyjamas."
"Can I have ones with dragons on?"
"I think we can manage that!"
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Draco had been expecting a hideously sterile, cold room, and he was surprised to look through the glass front at a room that looked relatively nice. A large bed dominated the room, a comfortable chair in one corner. There was a bookcase with some toys and books on, all suitable for Adam's age range, from what Draco could see. A chest stood at one end, that Draco took to hold clothes, and in the near corner was a heavily-warded cabinet, that Draco could see contained potions and diagnostic tools. The three walls were painted in bright, cheerful colours, and there was a little art station next to a door that Draco assumed led to a bathroom area.
The glass wall looked out onto the corridor and Healers' station, and on the right hand side was the door which led into a little chamber, and then there was another door to get into the room. Draco could feel the magic thrumming around, and he squeezed Adam's hand reassuringly.
"Now, everyone has to be wearing scrubs to go into the room, and you need to take off your watches and rings, Dads. There's a changing room just on the left past the Healers' station." Faith smiled brightly and pointed to a door as she held out packs of scrubs that had appeared from nowhere.
Draco nodded at Faith, swinging Adam up and heading towards the changing room. Stripping quickly, Draco put his clothes, watch and wedding ring into the plastic bag he'd taken the scrubs out of, pulling on the pale blue scrubs and turning to help Adam change into his new dragon pyjamas. He finished just as Harry was knotting the bag that contained his and Grace's clothes, and nodded shortly. "Shall we?"
Leading the way out of the changing room, Draco walked over to where Faith stood at the Healers' station, and held out his bag to be taken and stored in a locked cupboard.
"I'm sorry, but the collar will have to go too."
Harry blushed and moved his hand from the back of Grace's head to his neck, fingering the thin leather. "Sorry, completely forgot."
Faith smiled and Draco stepped forward, undoing the buckle carefully and slipping the leather from around Harry's neck, putting it into the bag that held his clothes and taking Harry's bag off him, handing both to the smiling Medi-witch behind the desk. Faith smiled at them again, and led the way over to the entrance to Adam's room.
"Now, we cast sterilisation spells on the Hippogriff and photo-frame, and they're already in the room. But, nothing else from the outside can come in now; we need to keep the environment as clean and stable as possible. Each time you visit, you'll be required to put on scrubs, and go through this charmed compartment. Draco, would you like to go first?"
Draco nodded, smiling reassuringly at Adam as he stepped forwards and walked into the compartment. The door clicked closed behind him, and a whooshing sound filled his ears as he felt charms activating around him. The sensation was like a mild Apparation - Draco felt like he was being squeezed, but it was over quickly, and the door that led into Adam's room opened, allowing Draco to step inside and wave through the glass at Adam.
He watched the interaction between Faith and Adam, and felt a sense of trust in the witch. Harry came through the sterilisation chamber next, holding Grace's hands as she stood in front of him, and picking her up again when the door into the room opened.
"I'm scared," Harry whispered as he drew level with Draco.
"I know, just keep smiling." Draco answered, grinning encouragingly at Adam as he came through the chamber with Faith. "Okay, sweetie?"
Adam's face scrunched up in confusion. "It was… tight."
"Yeah, it was. But it's finished now."
Adam nodded, scrambling up onto the bed as Faith began detailing the timetable for the next eight weeks…
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They'd been allowed to stay the whole afternoon, to help Adam get settled in. He'd taken his first round of potion without fuss, and was soon out as the sleeping-potion took hold of him. Grace had fallen asleep long ago, and Harry and Draco spoke quietly with Faith before heading down the corridor to the Apparation point.
Nothing had ever hurt either of them quite as much as that single act of Apparation hurt.
Collar vs. Ring
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - potion_lady
Rating - PG13
Word Count - ~1450
Characters/Pairings - Harry/Draco
Warnings - Slash, D/s, Implied MPreg, EWE, Child Illness, Flangst
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Time to say goodbye
Author's Notes - Told using prompt 38 Hard from my lover100 table, which can be found here
Thanks to piratesmile331 for the read-through and suggestions.
Missed the beginning? Go here to play catch up
Harry was surprised to wake up on Thursday morning. He'd been certain he'd never get to sleep for worrying about Adam, so to crack his eyes open and see Adam snoring softly on Draco's other side was a surprise, albeit a pleasant one. Tipping his head up, Harry watched Draco for a moment, until he was sure that his husband was asleep. A glance at the clock told him it was nearly six, and Harry climbed carefully out from under the blanket.
Stripping off, Harry cast a wordless cleaning charm on himself and pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and a clean jumper. Leaving the bedroom, he checked in that Grace was still sleeping before heading down the landing to Adam's room. Faith had told them that the hospital would provide pyjamas and clothing, as well as toiletries and anything else Adam might need. But Harry couldn't bear the thought of leaving Adam with nothing to remind him of home, and he crossed to the racing car bed Adam loved, extracting the soft grey hippogriff Hermione and Ron had bought when he was born.
Clutching the soft toy to him, Harry sat down on the bed and stared at the picture frame on Adam's nightstand. Shaped like a stack of toy blocks, there were three frames; one holding a picture of Harry and Draco, one a picture of Adam and Grace, and the third holding a family shot from Grace's first Christmas. Harry's hand trembled as he reached out, fingertips brushing over the clear pane, tracing the outline of Adam gently.
Hearing noise that could only be Draco getting up, Harry shook his head, pulling himself together and picking the frame up. It couldn't hurt to ask at Mungo's whether these things could stay with Adam. If he couldn't be with Adam, Harry wanted something there so that Adam knew they were watching over him always.
~~~~~~~~~~
"But why can't you stay with me?"
Draco sighed, and crouched down to Adam's eyelevel. "We want to sweetie, so very much. But the potion will make you tired, and you'll need lots of sleep, so me and Daddy have to go home while you rest. But we'll come and see you every morning and every afternoon, and we'll be there to tuck you in every night. You have to be brave, and the time will fly by."
Adam nodded but he looked unsure, and Draco pressed a reassuring kiss to his hair. Sitting down on the play-mat, Draco helped Adam build houses while Harry sat on a nearby chair and bounced Grace on his knee. They were waiting a little less than half an hour for Faith to show up, and when she did she looked flustered but happy.
"I'm terribly sorry for being late, a discharge took longer than I expected."
"Discharge?"
Faith nodded and scraped her hair back into a high ponytail. "Yes; one of our patients is going home today."
Harry and Draco swapped hopeful looks, and Faith sat down on the mat, smiling at Adam. "Hello, Adam, do you remember me?"
"You looked at my hand when it was better."
"Yes, I did. My name's Faith, and I work here." Adam nodded at her, and Faith Summoned over some little toy soldiers, holding them out for Adam to place them in the houses as she carried on talking. "Now, your daddies have explained that you're poorly, haven't they?"
"Yes."
"Good. Well, I'm going to make you better. Are there any questions you'd like to ask me?"
"Why can't Daddy and Papa stay with me?"
Faith sighed and tried to inject as much warmth as was possible into her voice. "Because to make you feel better, we give you a potion that will make you feel sick and sleepy, so you'll have to get lots of rest. But they'll come and see you every day."
Adam pouted, but he didn't kick off, and Faith exhaled slowly. "Do you want to come and see your room?" He nodded, and Faith stood up, brushing her scrubs off and holding her hand out for Adam to take. "First, we need to run some tests and get you some pyjamas."
"Can I have ones with dragons on?"
"I think we can manage that!"
~~~~~~~~~~
Draco had been expecting a hideously sterile, cold room, and he was surprised to look through the glass front at a room that looked relatively nice. A large bed dominated the room, a comfortable chair in one corner. There was a bookcase with some toys and books on, all suitable for Adam's age range, from what Draco could see. A chest stood at one end, that Draco took to hold clothes, and in the near corner was a heavily-warded cabinet, that Draco could see contained potions and diagnostic tools. The three walls were painted in bright, cheerful colours, and there was a little art station next to a door that Draco assumed led to a bathroom area.
The glass wall looked out onto the corridor and Healers' station, and on the right hand side was the door which led into a little chamber, and then there was another door to get into the room. Draco could feel the magic thrumming around, and he squeezed Adam's hand reassuringly.
"Now, everyone has to be wearing scrubs to go into the room, and you need to take off your watches and rings, Dads. There's a changing room just on the left past the Healers' station." Faith smiled brightly and pointed to a door as she held out packs of scrubs that had appeared from nowhere.
Draco nodded at Faith, swinging Adam up and heading towards the changing room. Stripping quickly, Draco put his clothes, watch and wedding ring into the plastic bag he'd taken the scrubs out of, pulling on the pale blue scrubs and turning to help Adam change into his new dragon pyjamas. He finished just as Harry was knotting the bag that contained his and Grace's clothes, and nodded shortly. "Shall we?"
Leading the way out of the changing room, Draco walked over to where Faith stood at the Healers' station, and held out his bag to be taken and stored in a locked cupboard.
"I'm sorry, but the collar will have to go too."
Harry blushed and moved his hand from the back of Grace's head to his neck, fingering the thin leather. "Sorry, completely forgot."
Faith smiled and Draco stepped forward, undoing the buckle carefully and slipping the leather from around Harry's neck, putting it into the bag that held his clothes and taking Harry's bag off him, handing both to the smiling Medi-witch behind the desk. Faith smiled at them again, and led the way over to the entrance to Adam's room.
"Now, we cast sterilisation spells on the Hippogriff and photo-frame, and they're already in the room. But, nothing else from the outside can come in now; we need to keep the environment as clean and stable as possible. Each time you visit, you'll be required to put on scrubs, and go through this charmed compartment. Draco, would you like to go first?"
Draco nodded, smiling reassuringly at Adam as he stepped forwards and walked into the compartment. The door clicked closed behind him, and a whooshing sound filled his ears as he felt charms activating around him. The sensation was like a mild Apparation - Draco felt like he was being squeezed, but it was over quickly, and the door that led into Adam's room opened, allowing Draco to step inside and wave through the glass at Adam.
He watched the interaction between Faith and Adam, and felt a sense of trust in the witch. Harry came through the sterilisation chamber next, holding Grace's hands as she stood in front of him, and picking her up again when the door into the room opened.
"I'm scared," Harry whispered as he drew level with Draco.
"I know, just keep smiling." Draco answered, grinning encouragingly at Adam as he came through the chamber with Faith. "Okay, sweetie?"
Adam's face scrunched up in confusion. "It was… tight."
"Yeah, it was. But it's finished now."
Adam nodded, scrambling up onto the bed as Faith began detailing the timetable for the next eight weeks…
~~~~~~~~~~
They'd been allowed to stay the whole afternoon, to help Adam get settled in. He'd taken his first round of potion without fuss, and was soon out as the sleeping-potion took hold of him. Grace had fallen asleep long ago, and Harry and Draco spoke quietly with Faith before heading down the corridor to the Apparation point.
Nothing had ever hurt either of them quite as much as that single act of Apparation hurt.
Collar vs. Ring