I don't own Harry Potter. (Sadly) It belongs to the fabulous J.K Rowling.

This is the Christmas sequel to Trick or treat? Shock or surprise.

I have two people to thank for this. Firstly to Cathcer1984 for helping me with the idea and secondly to DevientGrey for helping me with the spellings and grammar. And thank you both for proof reading it. I love you both. Thank you soo much. x

This is malexmale. And Mpreg.

Let me know what you think :)

Harry gently eased himself down on the settee, being eight and a half months pregnant with Christmas just a week away and finding yourself facing something to do with Christmas, whether it was decorations, shopping.

Either that or people showing him different baby clothes, tapping his stomach, saying he was glowing. Harry just wanted to tell them all to leave him alone at times when he felt like this he wanted the comfort of his family, his husband Draco and daughter Cissy.

Harry frowned at the thought of his husband and daughter. They both seemed to be spending all their spare time with each other lately. Draco would come home from work, give him a kiss, ask how he was and as soon as Harry told him he was fine, he was with Cissy.

Harry understood it in a way, Cissy and Draco had seven years of catching up to do as Harry had chose not to tell Draco. But Harry felt as though he was just being completely ignored. Draco had took Cissy when he went shopping, saying Harry needed his rest.

But Harry didn't want rest, he wanted his family around him, Draco saw that Harry wasn't happy and reading up on how pregnant men could be if you say the wrong thing, just put it down to discomfort.

Harry had woken up in the night and wanted a drink, but instead of waking Draco up and ask for help, Harry decided to get it himself, but as soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, all he wanted to do was rest, Harry took his wand out and levitated his legs up so he was between laying and sitting, he made the cushions behind him as comfortable as he could and closed his eyes waiting for sleep to take him.

Draco, rolled over and flung his arm across the bed and felt...nothing. "Harry?" Draco opened his eyes and found himself alone in bed. He picked up his wand and cast a tempus charm and saw that it was half past six in the morning, Draco got out of bed, slipped a pair of boxer briefs on and after searching both bathrooms for his husband he went downstairs in search for him.

Draco stopped when he reached the bottom of the stairs and saw a light shining through the gap of the sitting room door, Draco walked over to the door and walked inside, smiling when he saw Harry fast asleep on one of the settees.

Draco knelt on the floor beside Harry and started to brush the bangs from his forehead. "Hm?"

"Baby what are you doing down here?"

"I wanted a drink but by the time I got down here I was tired, so I just left the drink and came in here to rest."

"You should have woke me baby. I would have gotten you a drink, you can't just get up and do things you are used to doing, you are eight and half months pregnant."

"Glad you noticed." Harry mumbled, but Draco heard it. "What's that supposed to mean?"


"If you have something to say Harry then say it."

"Why should I say what's wrong with me when you can't see it."

"I see nothing Harry. I see you before I leave for work and you're fine. I see you when I come home and you're fine. When we go to bed, before we fall asleep you're fine."

"There is none so blind as those who don't want to see."

Draco frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you only see what you want to see."

"Harry what's wrong?"

"If you don't know then I am not going to tell you."

Draco sighed and stood up. "Do you want a drink?"

"No." was Harry's short answer as he turned his head from Draco and closed his eyes once more.

When Draco came back from making a drink he saw that Harry was asleep again, not wanting to leave his husband, Draco put a couple of cushions on the floor and made himself comfortable and tried to get a little bit of sleep before Cissy woke up.

Cissy came walking downstairs, still feeling sleepy and rubbing eyes with her small fist and saw her daddy fast asleep on the settee and her father asleep on the floor, sitting up with his back against the settee, his head lolled back and resting against Harry's belly.

Cissy walked up to them both and held her arm out, shaking Draco by the shoulder.

"Father? Why are you asleep on the floor?"

Draco awoke and looked at his daughter. "I was keeping your daddy company."

"Why is daddy here and not in bed?"

"It's harder for him to be comfortable in one position for too long with him being this far gone."

"Is he alright though?"

"He is fine darling. Come on, lets get you some breakfast before your day at the burrow."

Draco stood up and led his daughter to the kitchen, leaving Harry asleep on the settee.

Harry woke up and looked around to see that he was alone. Draco had gone back to bed and left him down here on his own. Harry, after five minutes of struggling, managed to stand up and make his way to the kitchen, taking his time, holding onto the wall with one hand as he moved along whilst holding onto his back with the other.

Harry walked into the kitchen to see father and daughter sat at the breakfast bar laughing about something. Draco stopped when he saw Harry. "Morning baby. Want some breakfast?"

"Of course he does father. Daddy is eating for two." Harry chuckled and waddled forwards to do himself some breakfast, stopping on the way to give his daughter a kiss good morning. Harry walked past Draco and stopped at his daughters words.

"Daddy you didn't kiss father good morning like always." Harry stepped back and gave Draco a small kiss on the lips before moving on.

Draco walked over to Harry and put his arms around him. "Are you okay baby?" he whispered in the brunets ear.

"What do you think?" Harry hissed back. Harry heard Draco sigh in defeat before addressing their daughter. "Come on then you. Let get you washed, teeth cleaned and dressed for your day at the burrow."

When Harry thought that Draco and Cissy had gone upstairs he picked up his bowl that he was about to put some cereal in and slammed it to the floor, causing it to smash into tiny pieces.

Draco ran into the kitchen, stopping when he saw what was a cereal bowl, in pieces all over the kitchen floor. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Did you drop it?"

"No Draco I chucked it."

"Why? What's wrong with you Harry?"

Harry scoffed. "If you don't know then you never will, because I am not going to tell you. You want to know then work it out yourself." Harry said and cleared the mess on the floor up with the wave of his wand before walking across the kitchen and past Draco leaving his bewildered husband standing there. What is wrong with Harry?

After hugging and kissing her daddy good bye and him wishing her a good day, Draco set off for the burrow whilst Harry rested up at home.

As soon as they reached the burrow, Cissy hugged Draco and ran towards Rose shouting bye to him. Draco watched her go with a smile on her face and walked into the burrow and saw Molly and Hermione sat at the kitchen table, talking quietly whilst drinking tea.

"Molly, Hermione. I need your help."

"What's wrong Draco?" Molly asked as she pulled a chair out for him to sit down on.

"It's Harry I just don't know what to do. Something is wrong with him and every time I ask he snaps and has a go and I just walk away so it doesn't cause further arguments. Do you know that when I took Cissy upstairs after breakfast this morning to get her ready, I went running down stairs when I heard a smash. I thought Harry dropped a cereal bowl as it was in pieces over the kitchen floor, but he didn't drop it. He chucked it. I asked him what was wrong and he snapped again saying that if I didn't know then I never will as he wasn't going to tell me. I hate seeing him like this."

Molly and Hermione looked at Draco and hated seeing the look of worry and upset on his face. "Do you want me to go and talk to him Draco?"

"Would you Hermione? Don't make it look as though you are there to help me find out what is wrong with him."

"I won't Draco."

Whilst Draco was at the burrow, Hermione went to see Harry, acting as though she had just come from home. "Hermione are you alright?"

"Not really I need someone to moan to. How are you fixed?"

"Can I moan back?"

"Yeah why not."

Harry laughed and let his friend inside. "You get bigger every time I see you Harry. You're glowing."

"I feel enormous."

"You're beautiful. I bet Draco tells you that everyday."

"Yeah." Harry answered, although he didn't sound happy about it. "Harry what's wrong? Draco does tell you how you look doesn't he?"

"When I see him, yeah."

"What do you mean when you see him?"

Harry sighed and sat down with the help of Hermione. "We get up in the morning and after a good morning kiss he is in the shower and then waking Cissy and spending his morning with her, I see him again for a quick kiss goodbye before he leaves for work. He comes home, kisses me and then he disappears until dinner where he and Cissy appear for dinner and then they are gone again. Next time I see Cissy is when I kiss her good night. The next I see Draco is when he is getting into bed and kisses me good night before falling asleep."

"You're feeling pushed out."

"Very Hermione. I am eight and a half months gone. We haven't had sex since I was seven months gone. He thinks I need rest but what I want is my family with me. I miss my husband's touch Hermione, my daughter's cuddles. The times we would all sit in the library, me in Draco arms as we watched our daughter discover a new book that we had brought for her and hidden, watch as she would get excited before settling down to read it. I know that Draco has missed out on the first seven years of her life and they need to catch up but I thought we could have all done it together."

Hermione placed a comforting hand on Harry's arm. "Do you want me to tell Draco?"


"How about I talk to him?"

"No. I am probably just getting worked up over nothing. Stupid hormones."

Hermione laughed. "What I come to complain about seems small now."

"I'm sorry Hermione."

"Don't apologise Harry. If ever you want to whine about anything or get something off your chest I am only a floo call away."

"Thanks Hermione. What have you come to moan about then?"

"That husband of mine. Since he got that promotion he has complained about the extra work. He doesn't complain that we have extra money for ourselves though."

Harry chuckled and hugged his best friend. "Thanks for cheering me up Hermione."

"You're welcome Harry. I better get going. I have a few things to do before going into work this afternoon."

Harry saw Hermione out and as soon as the door was closed, Hermione disapparated back to the burrow where Draco was still sat where Hermione left him. "Well?"

"He says I can't tell you what is wrong with him."

"Can you show me?"

When Hermione hesitated, Draco continued. "Please Hermione. I need to know what is wrong with my husband. I know he said you can't tell me but you can show me and still keep your promise. Please Hermione."

Hermione sighed. "Very well."

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