Draco stared intently at the model on the glossy cover of Vogue, thinking she resembled Hermione Granger.

"Why is the receptionist glaring at me?"

Turning to look at his husband, Draco smirked. "Did you Obliviate her that time we were here?"

Harry lifted the rim of his glasses, shrugging. "No. Only Carlotta Webb, the radiologist who took the scan."

"There you go. She probably helped Webb and she remembers you." Draco nodded at Karen, the blonde receptionist who smiled at him.

Harry mumbled to himself, "Probably she doesn't like mutts." He stared morosely at the dog with pale fur which was on the floor between them.

Draco bent down to pat the dog on the head. "Don't listen to him, Coryphaeus. Harry is jealous of your glossy fur."

The dog whined. The blond crossed his arms, scowling. "Fine, your name will be Corymander."

The dog grunted and squirmed on the floor.

Harry smiled triumphantly. "See, the dog concurs with me. We don't like your names!"

Draco huffed. "I just suggested a name for our child, Harry. It's perfectly fine, especially considering the fact that you had the bunny incident. If our son…"

"Daughter," said Harry.

"Whatever. If they are born with bunny ears, as you seem to fear, the name will fit them like a glove!"

Harry took a magazine and opened it angrily. "Vulpix sounds awful!"

"I researched it on Google; I even showed you the cute picture of the Pikaloo…"

"Pokémon, Draco. Even I know that!"

"Whatever. It fits so nicely, I even agreed to your rather… ridiculous names."

"I don't think Severus Sirius is ridiculous!"

The dog hid his muzzle between his paws, whining piteously.

Draco put down the magazine and rubbed circles on Harry's abdomen. "Think about it. Severus Vulpix Sirius Malfoy-Potter has a certain grandeur."

"The poor kid will be picked on at school!"

"He's your son, Harry. He'll know how to defend himself."

The dog looked up at the brunet, his eyes shining with hope as he licked Harry's hand.

Harry leaned down to pat the pale fur. "Where did you find this dog anyway?"

Draco shrugged. "When I was coming to pick you up, I Apparated to the alley behind the Ministry and found him. He took to me instantly. Even dogs recognize the Malfoy charm!"

Harry smirked. "You're lucky you weren't a ferret. The dog would've chased you!" He saw a chain around the dog's neck. Bending down to examine it, he fingered the metal tag. "The mutt belongs to SM."

Draco smirked as he picked up the Vogue magazine. "SM? A sadomasochist I think. The dog should fit right in with you then."

Harry randomly picked a magazine, cocking an eyebrow at Draco. "What do you mean, exactly?"

"Remember when you wanted me to put my fist inside you?"

Harry blushed and hid his face behind the magazine.

oOoOo

Karen looked up from the screen, glaring at the pregnant brunet. 'She lets the handsome blond fist her! No wonder that slut stole Doctor Draco away from poor Harry like Susan told me!'

The receptionist continued typing furiously, debating whether to call Susan on the phone. 'She will come right over and hit the Doctor. But I so want to slap that woman!'

She squinted at Harry, studying that handsome face. 'I think I've seen her before. I'd recognize those striking green eyes everywhere.'

Karen opened a window with the patient roster and looked at the names. 'Henrietta Malfoy-Potter? I've got it! She was on the January cover of Playboy! She just cut her hair and put that tat on her forehead.'

Studying Harry's figure, the woman typed on the spreadsheet she had opened whilst she glared at the brunet. 'The Playboy bunny went to a gym, that's why she's so broad-shouldered. Bet her breast implants imploded and that's why she's so flat-chested. That boyfriend-stealing tramp!'

Meanwhile Harry patted the dog which was snarling ferociously at the receptionist. He stood up and gently put the Cosmopolitan magazine on the wooden table, saying to his husband, "I'm tired of waiting! I'm going to find out how much longer we have to wait."

The pregnant Auror waddled towards the desk. He leaned down to talk with the woman. "Do you have any idea how much longer it'll take?"

Karen frowned at Harry. "Shouldn't take long. Carlotta is calibrating the equipment." Smiling snidely, she said, "I've seen you before…. when you were a bunny."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't realized that the woman was a witch. Shuffling his shoes on the linoleum floor, he said, "Well, it was a tricky situation. I thought the bloody git, Snape, wanted to do something bad to me."

Karen snorted; haughtily lifting an eyebrow, she said insinuatingly, "Bet he fed you something thick and juicy."

He licked his lips, remembering the savoury taste of the Amazonian carrots. "He did. It was the most delicious thing ever."

The woman fanned herself with a folder full of prescriptions. 'The hussy! She has a glazed look! Doctor Draco doesn't know she cheats on him with that Snape! Bet she gives good head, the slut!'

At that moment Carlotta's voice came over the intercom. "I've finished updating the software of the scanner, dear. Send the next patients."

When they were half-way down the corridor, Draco smacked his forehead. "I've forgotten Corymander! I've got to contact his owner."

But when he looked back at the reception room, there was no sign of the dog.

oOoOo

Carlotta Webb sighed wearily whilst she gently pushed the transducer against Harry's belly. "When Susan called me and told me about you two? I didn't believe her at first. Those CDC scientists must be geniuses, to get men pregnant."

She turned to Draco, who was watching intently the screen whilst he held Harry's hand. "Could you give me the email address of the doctor who made this possible? Mother has two friends who'd like to have a baby."

Draco answered her without looking away from the monitor. "I'm sorry, Ms Webb, but I lost the address. I'll google it later."

Harry rolled his eyes, patting his big belly as he whispered, "Don't worry, little Severus Sirius. Draco won't get to name you."

Carlotta reached her hand to type on the keyboard whilst she daintily moved the gel-covered transducer over Harry.

"Is my baby healthy?" asked the brunet as he fisted the hem of the green hospital gown.

Carlotta smiled at him. "It's perfectly fine, dear. Do you want to know its sex or will you wait until you give birth?" Frowning at him, the radiologist mumbled low under her breath, "I wonder how the baby will manage to come out."

Harry exchanged a look with Draco, who leaned down to kiss his husband's pale forehead.

"I'd love to know, I feel in my bones it'll be a boy," said the blond.

"Girl," growled Harry.

Looking up at Carlotta, he nodded. "Please tell us."

Carlotta put the hand-held transducer back on its tray on the table, and then she typed the command to print the picture. "It's a healthy baby boy."

Draco held Harry's hand, squeezing it gently as he smiled at his husband with an adoring look in his eyes. Harry's lips curved upward as he nodded to the blond.

Carlotta pressed a key and squinted at the lower right corner of the monitor. "The new software is amazing! It even tells the baby's hair colour. You're going to have a redhead!"

Draco gasped and staggered back. "A ginger! Like Weasley!"

Harry scowled at him and crossed his arms. "Serves you right for making fun of poor Ron at Hogwarts! And now he's your buddy since he speaks your ferret tongue and all."

Carlotta stood up and grabbed her notebook to enter the data, shaking her head. 'Guess Hogwarts is part of the London underground scene. How I miss those days! By the way, why does everyone talk about ferrets all of a sudden? Even mother does!'

Draco leaned down to kiss his irate husband, mindful of his tempestuous temper. "It's all right, Harry. I guess it was the result of your time as a bunny."

The three were startled when they heard a clattering sound just outside the door. In the corridor, Karen bent down to pick up the metal tray with equipment whilst she muttered angrily, "So Doctor Draco knows about the hussy's stint as a playmate! How could he marry her and leave poor Harry alone?"

After the two men left, Carlotta turned off the equipment and grabbed her coat, hurrying to be on time for her lunch with her husband. She left a note for the computer technician who'd provided the CD to update the system, a nice young man named Cory Matthews.

oOoOo

Draco and Harry walked out of the building hand in hand. The brunet smiled at his husband, sighing in relief. "It was good to know that the twins' prank didn't affect the baby."

When they reached the alley, Draco held his husband in a tight embrace as he prepared to Apparate. The blond whispered in Harry's ear, "How are you going to enact your revenge on the twins?"

The brunet looked at Draco with an innocent expression. "Me? I wouldn't do such a thing."

"Though you're my lovely Gryff, you've quite the Slytherin in you."

Harry crossed his arms, tapping his shoe against the cobbled stones. "So you say. I wonder what you'll do when our son is sorted into Gryffindor."

"Slytherin."

"Gryffindor."

"Slyth."

"Gryff."

oOoOo

In the deserted room, a young man approached the monitor and grabbed the printout with the scan results. His reflection upon the screen showed striking blond hair and light-coloured eyes, complimenting his chiselled features. The young man fingered the paper whilst he said softly, "I arrived too late to prevent Harry from taking the first steps to master his Animagus form! Now he won't rest until he can become a bunny. Rose can't calculate very well, unlike her mother. It was lucky she had access to the new Time-Turners though."

The blond boy sat on the bed and put the picture by his side, smirking at it. "I'm sorely tempted to let your name stand as it is, Severus Vulpix Sirius, but that'd be too cruel. You see, I'm a forgiving bloke despite the pranks you pulled on me."

The blond grabbed the necklace with his initials which hung around his neck. "I'll convince them to call you something simple, elegant, like James Sirius Potter."

The boy gazed fondly at his metallic tag. "Sirius was a dog Animagus, like me... though not as handsome. I won't change my own name because it's majestic. No one else is called Scorpius Malfoy."

Putting the picture on his lap, Scorpius looked to the ceiling as he mused aloud, "I wanted to change the past so dad and Harry wouldn't go around gallivanting as a ferret and a bunny. I recall the time when my friends' parents came to visit and they surprised the furry mammals frolicking on the garden!"

Scorpius stood up and lazily stretched his limbs. "Aunt Luna recognized me today, even though I was undercover. She fed me cauldron cakes, my favourite dish"

Then he gazed sadly at the monitor. "Things got difficult, though. There's a plot afoot. They want to kill Harry and dad. We've got to stop them!"

tbc