I dedicate this fanfic to my twin sister that died at four months just so I could live. We were born at 23 weeks. I weighed 1.5 pounds and she 1.9 pounds. She died exactly four months so that I could live. The day that she died, was the same day that I got taken off the ventilators that breathed for me it was the first time my parents got to hear me cry. She died the first, and last time my father got to hold her. She lived just long enough for one person to hold her.
Warnings:
M/M,
Evil Ron,Hermione,Dumbledore, Weaselys,
"What should we call them?" Severus Malfoy asked his husband, Lucius Malfoy. They were at the Wizarding Hospital looking at two identical babies, one with white hair and one with black hair. Severus leaned against his husband tiredly. It had been a twenty-four hour pregnancy and it was taking a toll on him. He was sick and wasn't allowed to hold his babies. They were born at twenty-three weeks and both men were worried that they wouldn't survive. The babies were in a Muggle contraption called a niku. A spell was cast on them to keep them breathing. Their skin was a almost translucent color, but it was dark. Their limbs and body were all skin and bones and just like a kitten, they were born with their eyes close. Everywhere the doctors would touch them it would leave scars. It was so hard to see them like that. Their two little babies. No one had high hopes that they would live.
"Draco for the light haired."
"I like Aiden." Severus said looking at the dark haired twin. They were a perfect mixture of the two men.
"What are you doing out of bed?!" A nurse by the name of Erika said stomping over two them.
"I wanted to see them. They doctor said it was very unlikely they would live..." Severus said softly and looked down at the ground tears falling. Erika's eyes soften and she looked at the sleeping babies.
"I am sorry. Lets get you back to bed alright." She said softly and helped Lucius bring Severus to his bed where he instantly fell asleep.