I'm baaaaack! Hahahaha! Sorry I haven't posted anything in a while i got a job, so yay me! But anyway this a Really long Drarry story. As usual I DO NOT own the characters! That privilege belongs to the ever wonderful JK Rowling... This is BoyXBoy don't like don't read. Rated M for some chapters.

"Girls!" Draco Malfoy shouted up the stairs. "We're gonna be late lets go!" Two girls came down the stairs one with long black hair and stunning green eyes. The other had slightly shorter blond hair and blue eyes. The youngest - who rested on Draco's hip had blondish hair and gray eyes. Looking an awful lot like her father.

The oldest was Abigail. Today was her eleventh birthday. Her black hair was pulled up in a ponytail on top of her head then braided. She had on a blue dress that went to her knees. She also wore glasses. Thus making her look stunningly like her father. A man who didn't even know she existed. Draco had tried to muster up the courage to tell him, but never had. He glamored her eyes blue so no one would ask about her unusual eyes.

The next oldest was Bethany who was eight. She wore a yellow dress that made her hair look almost white and her blue eyes stand out more. She had on black stocking and yellow boots.

The youngest was Charlett or Charlie. She was three. Her dress was pink and a lot poofier than the other girl's. She had light pink leotards and shoes to match her dress. Her hair had a slight tint of red to it, but not nearly as bright as her other fathers. She shared a dad with Bethany.

He ushered them into their coats, as it was snowing outside, then into the warm car. He drove them to a popular family restaurant, only to find his reservation had not gone through. As he stood arguing with the maitre de across the restaurant a bespectacled emerald eyed man sat alone at a table.

"Mr. Potter, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"I'm waiting."

"It's been three hours, Sir…" Harry heard what sounded like a pissed off Malfoy. He turned in his seat and sure enough arguing with the maitre d was Draco Malfoy. He had three young girls with him.

"We need the table for-"

"Do you see the booth in the back with two people? I wish to trade tables with them. Then the blond man by the door and his little girls I wish to be my guests."
"But, Sit -"

"Are you denying Harry Potter?"
"No, Sir. Please follow me."

Draco was getting ready to leave when a waiter came up to him. "Excuse me, Sir, there's a man who wishes your company. And that of the children of course. Please follow me."

Draco wasn't going to pass up the offer if it meant a chance to get his girls a decent meal. He followed the waiter to a booth where none other than Harry Potter sat. He stood up as they approached, and held his hand out to Draco. Draco took it and was surprised when Harry bent to kiss his hand rather than a normal shake.

"Draco. How have you been?"
"Fine. You?"
"Could be better." He bent to the girls, "And who are these lovely creatures?"
"My daughters."
"Well, please join me for dinner. Order anything you'd like I'll pay." Draco ushered the girls into the booth between himself and Harry who sat at either edge.

"I couldn't allow you to pay for five meals, Harry?"
"Please? I only have me and Teddy to spoil."
"Fine." The waiter appeared with five glasses of water.

"What would you like to drink." He asked handing out the water and menus.

"Two orange juices for the girls and a coffee for me." Draco said handing Charlie - who sat next to Harry- a sippy cup from the diaper bag.

"Do you have pepsi?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Sir."

"Then I'll have that, please." The waiter nodded before walking away. "So, I don't believe I've heard your names yet." Harry said turning to the girls. "Hello I'm Harry Potter. I went to school with your dad."
"Hogwarts!" The littlest squealed.

"Yep. What's your name?"
"I'm Charlie and I am this many!" she held up three fingers.

"You're three? Thats awesome. You're already a pretty young lady." He turned to the other girls then. "What are your names?"
"I'm Bethany, I'm eight."
"You look just like Draco."
"I'm Abigail. Today is my eleventh birthday."
"Oh? Happy birthday. You'll be going to hogwarts next year."

"Or course." She said looking straight at Harry. Just then he noticed she wore glasses and had a glamor on her eyes. He opened his mouth to ask Draco about it when Charlie pulled on his sleeve.

"What is it sweetheart?"
"What is this?" She pointed to a picture on the kids menu.

"Thats Macaroni and Cheese."
"Oh! I want that! Dad always burns it when he cooks." The waiter chose then to return with their drinks.

"Are you ready to order?"
"I'll have mashed potatoes and a steak as rare as you can, please." Harry said.

"I'd like a baked potato and a steak, medium rare… girls?"
"Mac & Cheese!" Charlie shouted, bouncing up and down.

"Mac & Cheese." Bethany said.

"Just a baked potato, please." said Abigail.

"She doesn't eat much does she?" Harry asked. Draco shook his head.

"She never has. Both the other girls slept through the night as newborns. Abigail didn't. She still doesn't."
"Who's there mother?" Harry asked as the waiter came back with there food. Draco waited until he left.

"I am."
"You carried them?"
"Yes."
"So whos the father?"
"Um, well… Abigail's father is different than Bethany's and Charlie's. He was my lover for ten years - Charlie and Bethany's dad- we just got a divorce. We had been married almost nine years."

"Who? If you don't mind me asking."

"...George Weasley."

"Huh. Funny, we both got dumped by a Weasle."

"What?"
"I was suppose to meet Ron here. I've been here for three hours."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine. Besides I met you and your lovely girls here."
"Yeah… Well… Girls are you done eating?" All three nodded. Harry quickly paid the bill and they all walked outside.

"Thank you, Harry."

"You're more than welcome, Draco."
"Thank you!" Charlie shouted from Draco's hip.

"I swear that girl is a Gryffindor."

"Haha, she sure acts like it." Harry said.

"Thank you," Bethany said.

"Thank you, for buying me a good birthday dinner." Abigail said.

"You're welcome. Maybe I can bake you a cake sometime."

"I would like that. Thank you." Harry smiled down at the girl and saw the glamor on her eyes shimmer. Draco thanked Harry once more before putting the girls in the car. Harry turned to go to his own car. He heard Draco's car rev and stutter. After a few minutes, he turned back. Knocking on the window of Draco's car.

"Pop the hood." Draco popped the hood then walked around to see what Harry was doing. "The belt on your engine is torn."
"Great… What does that mean?"
"It means your car is not going anywhere tonight… Do you want to go to my house? It's only like a fiveteen minute drive. You know so the girls can warm up. You can floo or aparate from there. I'll fix your car in the morning."

"Yeah, OK." He opened to back door, as Harry went to start his car and warm it up. "Kids, we're going to Harry's for a while. Is that OK?"
"Yay!" Charlie yelled. Draco took her and her booster seat out of the car.

"Hey, hey Dad?'

"What Charlie?"
"Will Harry be like Daddy?"
"What?" Draco stopped dead.

"I would like it if Harry became my new daddy…" She smiled at Draco and Harry before yawning.

"Yeah! You should marry Harry!" Bethany put in. Draco shook his head in disbelief as he buckled Charlie into Harry's car. Bethany climbed in and buckled herself up. Draco held the door open for Abigail.

"Dad...Can I talk to you?" Draco sighed and closed the door. He walked a little ways away from the car. Harry sat in the driver seat.

"What is it Abby?"
"I-I...Is Harry me Dad… My other dad?"
"What?"
"He has my eyes… No one else has my eyes."
"Abigail… Yes he is your dad… He doesn't know. I… It was my choice to not tell him or you. Abigail, I like Harry. I want to try a relationship with him… Would you like that?"
"Will you tell him I'm his daughter?"
"I dont have a choice do I? Besides he already suspects… I think the best way to tell him is to take off this glamor, yeah?"

"Yeah." Draco smiled and took the simple glamor off with a wave of his hand.

"You look beautiful. Just like him. Come on." He held the door open for Abigail. Harry looked at her in the mirror freezing as their eyes met.

"D-Draco is she -"
"We'll talk about it later."

"Yeah, OK"

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