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May-Month Four
Harry and Draco were both extremely pleased that they hadn't gotten any more letters saying that Bertram and Leander were in trouble. However Harry was still dealing with a very hormonal Draco. "Get out!" Draco cried one day while Harry was in their bedroom trying to make sure that he was alright. Harry quickly fled the room and decided to go to the supermarket. They needed more food anyway.
After Harry had hightailed it out of their bedroom Draco sighed and flopped back onto the pillows. 'I really should stop yelling at him,' he thought dejectedly, 'stupid hormones.' He sighed again and put on his favourite TV show which was of course Gay Husbands of San Fran. Draco had no idea why he continued to watch this show other than the fact that he found incredibly interesting.
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When Harry returned from the supermarket he put the food in the fridge and pantry and hesitantly made his way up to his and Draco's room. He knocked on the door. "Come in," his husband called. Harry sighed in relief and made his way into the room.
Draco looked up when he heard Harry enter the room and smiled at his sheepishly. "I'm sorry for shouting at you," he apologised. Harry smiled, went over to the bed and kissed him on the forehead. "It's alright," he assured him, "I know I was grumpy during my pregnancy too." Draco smiled at him and patted the bed. Harry lay down next to him and ran his fingers through his hair while Draco snuggled up to him. "Thank you for putting up with me," he murmured into Harry's shoulder. Harry ran his hand gently up and down his back. "Of course. I love you," he said softly. Draco sighed happily and snuggled up even more.
"I love you too," he mumbled.
Deciding that it was probably a good idea if Draco got out of bed Harry helped him up and they went down to the kitchen. Harry made them something to eat while Draco sat at the table nursing his stomach. "I'm glad the babies are ok," he said. Harry paused what he was doing and turned to face him. "I'm glad too," he said with a smile. They'd had another check up at St Mungo's recently which had revealed that all was well with babies. Draco himself was still doing fine and Harry was immensely relieved. He turned back to making the food. To in to account Draco's latest cravings Harry made him an anchovy and chocolate sandwich. When he put it in front of his husband he tucked into it with enthusiasm. Harry just grinned to himself and sat down next to him to eat his own sandwich which had slightly more traditional fillings.
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Over the next few days Draco's hormones settled down and he didn't have so many outbursts. The only outburst occurred when they'd got a letter from Hogwarts detailing yet more trouble that Bertram and Leander caused. The outburst had been extremely unpleasant and it had taken at least an hour for Harry to calm down his irate husband. When he had succeeded he took Draco up to their room and told him to get some rest. Draco had complied and had been out for a couple of hours. Needless to say Harry spent those two hours composing very angry howlers to send to their sons.
When Draco came back downstairs after his sleep Harry asked tentatively; "Are you alright?" Draco smiled at him.
"I'm better," he said.
"That's good," Harry replied giving him a hug, "don't worry about doing anything I already sent a couple of howlers. Not that it made much difference," he added.
"There's a bad as I'm assuming Fred and George were," Draco grumbled. Harry's lip twitched. "They certainly are," he agreed, "come on let's go and cuddle up on the couch." The two went into the sitting room and Harry sat down on the sofa while Draco lay down carefully and put his head in Harry's lap. Harry stroked his hair and Draco could feel himself getting sleepy. He slowly closed his eyes and drifted off. Harry smiled before leaning his head back and falling asleep himself.
When they woke up Harry's neck was a bit stiff and he had to work out the kinks before helping Draco up and leading him through to kitchen so that Harry could make them dinner.
He made roast beef, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower cheese and Yorkshire puddings. When it was ready he laid it out on the table and served Draco before serving himself. Draco sighed in contentment after trying some of the roast beef. "This is delicious honey," he said. Harry grinned at him. "I'm glad you like it," he replied, "wait till you see what I made for desert."
Desert turned out to be a delicious treacle tart which Harry poured cream over. Draco also voiced his appreciation of the desert.
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That night while they were cuddled up in bed Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and laid his head on his chest. "I'm so lucky to have you," he whispered. Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around him as well. "And I'm lucky to have you too," he replied, "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Draco whispered.
At one point Draco was woken up when he felt movement against his stomach. He quickly put his hand there and smiled when he felt one of the babies kicking. "Harry wake up," he said shaking Harry. Harry woke with a start.
"What's wrong?" he asked worried. Draco smiled and placed Harry's hand on his stomach. Harry smiled when he too felt the babies kicking. "Well they certainly will grow up to strong won't they?" Harry said.
"That's for sure," Draco agreed. The two shared a smiled before drifting off to sleep again.
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The next morning Draco woke up to the sounds of the shower running. He smiled to himself when Harry emerged with a towel around his waist. "Well this is a pleasant sight to wake up to," he purred. Harry glanced over at his husband and saw the lustful yet adoring gaze in his eyes. Harry smiled and made his way over to the bed. He leaned down and kissed Draco on the lips. Draco groaned and parted his lips as he felt Harry's tongue swipe against his bottom lip. Eventually they pulled apart and Harry grinned at him. "I'll go make us some breakfast and bring it up here," he said.
"Sounds nice," Draco murmured.
Harry went downstairs to make the breakfast and soon returned with a tray that had plates with delicious smelling omelettes on them and two cups of steaming tea. Harry set the tray down carefully and the two enjoyed a wonderful breakfast in bed.
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