Boy-who-once-lived-to-kill-Lord-Voldemort-now-married-to-the-devil-himself plopped down on his favorite couch by the fire after expelling the Weasley Twins from there with little gifts from him.
"Mummy!" He looked up to the door to see his adorable son rushed to him. "Father and I saw Uncle Fred and George! They looked ridiculous."
He ruffled his son's hair, "Why yes they are, Nat. If they make fun of me again, they will deserve more than that."
A chuckle from the doorway made him look away from Nathaniel to see his own husband stood there watching him. "Why isn't it the great Lord Voldemort?"
"I believe you have vanquished him five years ago…."Voldemort approached the two at the couch and leaned towards his spouse and kissed his forehead. "With your love." He whispered.
He wore a smug grin as he successfully make Harry blushed red like a tomato. He sat himself on the armchair next to the couch. "So pray tell me, what the hell just happened with the demon twins?"
Harry huffed, but not stopping stroking his son's hair, who now lying against his shoulder. "They are even worse than Draco!"
Voldemort chuckled, "That's why my love, to prevent any of this incidents to occur again I have forbidden people to come to our manor, or else they will end up like a clown every time they left from here."
Harry grinned sheepishly. "Well, its fine since next month these babies will be out." Harry looked down at his seven-month pregnant stomach and stroking it softly. This time he is carrying twins so he is much larger than when he was carrying Nathaniel. He never expects his life will be like this to be married to his once sworn life enemy and create a family with him. He looked at his son who has fallen asleep beside him and smiled softly. "I'm happy to have them with you."
There was a silence except for the crackling of fire from the fireplace before his husband replied. "Me too."
TBC or not...