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dracoharry1002018-01-24 06:38 pm
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Entry tags:
Gains 290
Title: Gains 290
Author:enchanted_jae
Team: Aurors
Character(s): Draco, Narcissa
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg
Word count: 100
Written for:dracoharry100 Prompt No. 510 - mess
Dedicated to:mcdanno28, in thanks for the beta work on my hp_drizzle fest fic.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Summary: This pregnancy is getting more real.
After a refreshing shower, Draco trooped downstairs to face his mother. He steeled himself to face her interrogation, but she didn't mention Potter or the mess Draco had made of his marriage.
"Are you feeling better, dear?"
"Yes, Mum, thank you," he replied, taking a seat across from her in the parlor.
"I was knackered throughout my entire pregnancy with you," she commented.
Draco settled for a wooden nod as he accepted a piping cup of tea from one of the house-elves.
"Have you made any decisions regarding the nursery?" asked Narcissa.
Draco hesitated, his cup in midair. "The nursery?"
Author:
enchanted_jaeTeam: Aurors
Character(s): Draco, Narcissa
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg
Word count: 100
Written for:
dracoharry100 Prompt No. 510 - messDedicated to:
mcdanno28, in thanks for the beta work on my hp_drizzle fest fic.Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Summary: This pregnancy is getting more real.
After a refreshing shower, Draco trooped downstairs to face his mother. He steeled himself to face her interrogation, but she didn't mention Potter or the mess Draco had made of his marriage.
"Are you feeling better, dear?"
"Yes, Mum, thank you," he replied, taking a seat across from her in the parlor.
"I was knackered throughout my entire pregnancy with you," she commented.
Draco settled for a wooden nod as he accepted a piping cup of tea from one of the house-elves.
"Have you made any decisions regarding the nursery?" asked Narcissa.
Draco hesitated, his cup in midair. "The nursery?"