Celebratory Sex
Fandom- Harry Potter
Disclaimer- Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers. No copyright infringement intended
Title- Celebratory Sex
Author- Sisika
Beta- None (But looking for one!)
Pairing- H/D
Word Count - 212
Status- Complete
Warning- Mpreg
Rating - R? PG-13? Dunno, I'm English! Rating is for sexual content.
Harry was twenty two when he first realised he liked it up the arse. He remembers clinging to a body quite unlike and like his own and then he couldn't breathe, couldn't think except to think how he could ever have settled for less, and he can feel those fingers and that tongue and oh no... No.
They both had girl friends and they both knew that they wouldn't have them for much longer.
He wants to do that again, with his boyfriend, to feel those slender hips against his bulkier ones, he wants to see those raised eyebrows in the muggle streets and feel a caress on his body. He wants Draco to touch his body and set it on fire like he used to.
But now he doesn't know if Draco will live to see his twenty sixth birthday.
Narcissa Malfoy has given up on all pretence of calm and paces the corridor. Lucius Malfoy looks sick and even Ronald Weasley is deathly pale. Harry Potter's scar is more visible now than it has been for eight years.
And then Healer Buzzard comes out of the birthing chamber and he screams delightedly "Draco and the baby are all right! They're all right!" And promptly bursts into tears.
Harry Potter joins him.
The End