READ "85 DAYS"

After they were done making love, Draco and Harry collapsed on the bed. Draco curled against Harry's chest and draped his arms over him, drawing small patterns in his chest.

Harry smiled. "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah," Draco said quietly. "Sorry I freaked out on you last night, my hormones were all over the place,"

Harry kissed Draco's head softly.

"Is fine, Dray, I'm not mad at you. I just want you to know I love you," Harry murmured into his hair. Draco nodded and kissed his chest.

"I want to find out the gender," Draco mumbled into his chest.

Harry put his arm around Draco. "Why?"

"Because I just want to know. I just want to see if it's going to be a little boy or not," Draco said.

Harry rubbed his side softly. "And you'll still love our any even if it's a girl, right?"

"Of course," Draco smiled. "We can put her in little dresses and style her hair,"

"Aw," Harry cooed. "I hope our baby has at least a mix of our hair, and my eyes."

Draco smiled. "What if he or she just looks entirely like me?"

"Then everyone will really know they're a Malfoy," Harry grinned, kissing his cheek.

Draco giggled. "I hope they don't get your vision,"

"Oh really? I hope they don't get your hair type," Harry smiled at him.

"Why?" Draco laughed.

"Because it's so boring. There's nothing going on. I want our kid to have wild hair like mine," Harry smirked.

"Fine," Draco giggled. "Then you get to take care of their hair!"

Harry only smiled and kissed him softly.