Draco's POV
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Harry has seemed actually happy with the fact that he was raped. He's gotten happy with buying baby clothes and toys, cribs, bibs, and diapers. He's gotten happier and happier knowing that he was having a baby girl.

"I'm worried, blaise. He's happy that he got raped!" I frowned.

Blaise sighed and put his arms around me. "Baby boy, he's happy for once. Let him have this—"

He was cut off by Harry running in. "The baby's kicking!" He squealed.

Blaise grinned over at me and got up. "Can I feel?"

"Yes!" He giggled, running over. He guided my boyfriends hand to where the baby was kicking, and his eyes lit up. I furrowed my eyebrows.

He's only supposed to do that with me...I'm his mate...

"Wow! She's a strong kicker!" He grinned.

"Yeah!" He giggled.

"Let me feel!" I huffed, not wanting Blaise's hands on harrys belly.

I placed my hand on it, grinning when I felt little jolts against the palm of my hand. "Cool,"

"Pomfrey says that if I keep eating properly then she'll get stronger," he whispered.

Harry had had to do a lot to have the baby recover. She was so weak and almost on the verge of death, Harry just got out of the raping and beating in time. His baby would be dead right now if it wasn't for me
Making him stay with Blaise and I and have my friends and I protect him.

Harry had to have a strict diet, eating over 2,000 calories a day. He had to eat tons of bread and sugars, eat meats and veggies, and he had to keep hydrated. Plus, with all of his cravings, he was easily ingesting over 2,000 calories.

Blaise and I finally took our hands away, Blaise's lingering a little longer. I felt my face heat up, most likely bright red with anger.

"Baby no—?"

I only stormed away to our bedroom, slamming our door shut.