Happy Birthday to Us…

A/N- Finally! (I know that's what you all are thinking)I know, I know, I know it has been a LONG time since I've posted and I'm really sorry for that. You can yell at me through your review if you want to.

Okeey, I already have the next chapter planned out, but after I get that one posted I think I'm going to be out of ideas. So if you would like to see/read anything you would like to have the family go through, please, just put it in your review and I shall consider your ideas! :)

~February 10~ 6:30 A.M.

"Babe," Harry, who still had his eyes closed, gently shook his lightly snoring husband. "it's time to get up."

"Mmm-mm" Draco snuggled more into Harry's deliciously warm body and fell deeper into the arms of slumber.

"You need to get up." Harry hugged Draco to him and sighed.

Draco turned so he faced his love, resting his forehead against his. He kissed Harry's lips blindly and whispered, "Are you up?"

Harry kissed him back just a bit deeper. "Not exactly…" he whispered.

"Then I see no reason why you are pestering me." Draco tangled their legs further and felt the awakenings other regions. "You sure not up love?"

Harry gasped, suddenly jolted with energy and opened his eyes. He thrust forward, pressing himself up against Draco's leg.

The door opened. "Papa, I wet my bed." Nathan sniffed, wiping away his tears.

"Oh fuck it." Harry cursed under his breath and Draco sighed, kissing Harry's pouting lips in apology. He removed his leg from his husband's groin. He swung his legs over the edge and stretched, running a hand through his tousled hair.

" Have you already put your night-clothes in the laundry room?" Draco asked his son, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"No." Tears rolled down pale cheeks as Nathan believed he was in trouble.

Draco went over to the miserable boy and kissed his head. "It's alright Nathan, it was only an accident."

"But I'm six Papa!" Nathan protested as Draco led them to the bathroom.

Harry lay in bed, still terribly aroused, distantly listening to their conversation. He sighed and willed down his erection before rolling out of bed. Joints popped into place as he stretched and he walked to the kitchen to two much needed coffee's.

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7:45 a.m.

"…I expect we'll arrive there mid-afternoon."

"And you'll be staying with Harry's parents, correct?"

"Yes, love."

"Just making sure mum." Draco switched the wireless phone to his other ear, holding it in place with his shoulder. He poured apple juice into six sippy-cups and popped the lids onto them. "I don't know what's taking Harry so long; their school isn't but 5 minutes away."

"What are you doing Draco?" Narcissa asked curiously.

"Just a moment mum." Draco lent down to hear what Leelah was trying to tell him.

"I don't yike dose in my cereal Papa." Leelah pointed her little finger to the impending strawberries in the oatmeal.

"Baby, you always eat them. They're your favorite, remember?" Draco sighed; he could never satisfy everyone.

But Leelah was having none of it. She pushed her bowl away from her. "I don't yike them!"

"Well don't eat them then." Draco slid the bowl back.

"No!" Leelah, meaning to slap the bowl away, landed her hand into the cereal, sending globs into the air. Hope and Jacob started to cry as they were hit in the face with warm goop and Lucian didn't make it any better as he swiped his finger across Jacob's face and stuck his covered finger into his mouth happily. Jacob screamed at his brother and lifted his spoon out of his bowl, ready to hurl it at…

"Oh, for the love of…!" Draco snatched the toddler sized silverware before anymore damage could be made. He took Leelah out of her chair, sending her to the corner with strict orders.

"Mum, I'm going to have to call you back…" he said into the receiver apologetically.

"Of course dear. Don't let me keep you from my wonderful grandchildren."

Draco rolled his eyes at this and reassured his mother that he would give her love to his family and said his goodbye. He pushed the 'End' button and set the phone behind him on the counter. He cleared his throat, quieting the loud group.

"Now," His voice was steady. The two-year-olds knew that their Papa wasn't at all happy. "There will be a new rule from now on. When it is eat-eat time it will be quiet time also, do you hear me?"

Hayden's face grew red as he struggled not to cry as he sensed it would do him no good. Bethany's brows scrunched together and she said the only thing that might get her out of whatever trouble they were in: "I didn't do it Papa."

Draco looked at his daughter, a flicker of amusement in eyes. "You didn't do what Bethy?"

Bethany looked lost for a moment, then, repeated, "I didn't do it."

"I didn't say you did anything, baby." Draco reassured while he wiped the drying cereal off of Jacob and Hope with their bibs. "I would just like you to be a bit quieter. Papa couldn't hear Nana on the phone."

"Nana hea?!" Lucian asked excitedly. Nana had been his favorite person since he'd been born.

"No, but she will be soon for your birthday." Draco said. He started lifting the children out of their seats.

"Grapa Lucius to?" Hayden asked as he held on to Draco.

"Of course." Draco's noise scrunched up as he caught the unpleasant sent in the air. "Ugghh, Hayden did you go stinky?"

Haden looked at him then nodded, giggling and throwing his arms around his Papa's neck.

"Change me first, Papa!" Jacob yelled, jumping up and down.

Draco blew a stray hair out of his face. "Lord, it will truly be a miracle when you boys are finally potty trained. Come on then."

Draco was about to herd everyone upstairs when the door leading to the garage opened, revealing…

"Daddy!"

"Daddy's hea!"

"Daddy's home!"

"Kiss me, Dada!"

"I wanna hug!"

"Where have you been?" Draco asked the man who was surrounded by children. He started gathering the semi-empty bowls to put into the sink.

Harry straightened back up from giving out hugs and kisses and slid his sunglasses into his hair. "Oh, I had to go do…something."

Draco froze in the middle of putting a cup into the dishwasher and turned to look at his husband. He lifted an eyebrow, "Something?"

Harry kept his gaze from piercing grey, hanging his keys on the designated hook. "Mmhhmm."

Draco kept his gaze upon Harry, his hands dripping wet on the tiled floor. "You could never lie to me very well, Harry, so you might as well let it out."

Harry widened his eyes, looking as if he had no idea what Draco was talking about. "I have no clue as to what you are talking about babe." He picked up Hope just to cease her whining. "So, when are your parents getting in?"

Draco opened his mouth, ready to protest at the obvious subject change but decided to let Harry have this one. He puffed out his cheeks and blew out, going back to putting in the last of dishes.

"Around 3'o'clock. They're renting a car."

"Why? My parents have four perfectly good cars."

Draco closed the door to the dishwasher and dried off his hands. "Well they rented when they came for Christmas."

"Yeah, but that was their first time since the babies were born; they hadn't stayed with my parents then." Harry said a bit louder than normal as there was the normal background noise of screaming and giggling and the clash of hard toys.

Draco stared at Harry, contemplating then shook his head. "Whatever, I'll see what my father says. Right now I need you to get the little boys and the girls ready."

"Alright." Harry went over and pecked Draco on the forehead.

"What are they wearing?"

"I already have them hung up in their rooms, now go before you're late for the appointment." Draco gave him a little shove towards the stairs.

Harry grinned and hoisted oddly quiet Hope higher on his hip. He walked into the messy family room in time to witness his three small boys standing midway on the stairway, throwing their stuffed animals from their room at an angry and crying Leelah. Bethany screamed, calling them bad boys and started to run off to tell Draco, but ended up stopping short. Harry wasn't all that surprised to hear his husbands cutting voice behind him.

"Hayden James, Jacob Lucius and Lucian Carter you better get your little butts upstairs so fast…"

Harry chanced a glance over his shoulder and was suddenly overcome with the urge either burst out laughing or cringe at the clear memory of his Papa in the same stance; Draco stood there angrily with a wooden spoon rhythmically slapping his left palm. He glared at his boys through the bars; the only thing keeping him from disciplining them as he wanted.

"We was only payin' Papa." Lucian said as he followed his brothers. He had this sort of exasperated tone in his voice which no two-year-old should be emitting. This made Harry burst out laughing and caused Draco to look astonished. Draco took up a sniffling Leelah from her corner, shaking his head and went back into the kitchen.

"Come on girls, you're going to stay home with me today."

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4:00 p.m.

"You should have seen them, Mum!" Draco sat at large kitchen table in his father-in-law's house with his mother, Severus and a quiet, bed ridden Nathan. They were making gift bags for the sextuplets party the next day and a requested enormous strawberry-banana cake.

"Now Draco, I'm sure it wasn't that horrible." Severus said sipping his tea.

"Yes, I agree; I could never imagine my sweet grandchildren doing these sorts of activities." Narcissa said, gracefully tying a jungle themed party bag with blue ribbon. She then handed it to Draco, who slid the loose ends between his thumb and scissor blade, making the ribbon curl up into spirals. He shook his head, thinking: 'You don't have to imagine.'

"Mum, they were pelting her with toys! They were ganging up on her!" Draco still saw disbelief written on his parent's faces. He got up half-heartedly frustrated to check on the cake, combing his fingers affectionately through his sons' hair as he passed. "Watch, I'm going to tape precious angels and have you watch them in action."

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"…and then as soon as I got to the top of the slide, guess what he did?"

"What did he do?" Lucius Malfoy sat elegantly in the sitting room beside his grandson, who sat with his legs folded beneath him and idly played with his past-the-shoulder blonde hair. Alex had come down after resting (his Papa called it a 'nap', but the word itself annoyed him immensely, so he'd decided to call the little periods of sleep, 'rests' because 'naps' were for babies and the word 'rest' sounded more grownup) a bit grouchy and grumbling to himself, but as soon as he saw his grandfather Lucius sitting in the corner reading a rather large book, his hazel eyes brightened, giving is features that "baby" look of when he spotted Daddy.

"He pushed me really hard and made me fall over the edge and that's how I got this huge scratch on my arm." Alex stretched out his left arm and as he'd said, there was a red healing line along his pale forearm. "Papa and Daddy were very mad and even went up to my school!" he smirked.

"Well I wouldn't have believed it if they hadn't. Did you confront the boy the next day?" Lucius uncrossed his legs, shifted so that his front was face more towards Alexander, then it was left over right again.

Alex looked almost insulted. "Of course I did. I pushed him into the sandbox."

Lucius raised an eyebrow as if to say, 'That's it?'

Alex leaned in closer. "But the thing is, is that it'd rained the night before, so the sand was nice and wet." He sat back with a satisfied smile, nodding.

Lucius studied the short-haired blonde boy who was his grandson. "I'm impressed. But it is also clear that your parents have not-"

"What are you two talking about?" Draco interrupted as he strode through the room, heading towards the grand foyer. He stopped in the middle of the entrance, eyes just barely narrowed in suspicion.

Lucius allowed a small smile to grace his lips. "We were simply catching up on all that has happened, Draco."

"Mmm," Draco jerked his head in the direction from which he came. "Go into the kitchen; your father needs you and your grandmother would like to see you."

Obviously being the one told and not his grandfather, Alex quickly hugged Lucius before scampering off.

Draco watched him go. He turned back to find Lucius studying him as he always did when he still lived under his roof. "I would really appreciate it if you did not spout nonsense to my children, Father."

"Whatever are you talking about, son? I was merely having a conversation with my grandchild." He remained stoic.

"Bull sh-" Draco stopped himself before continuing. "I know you've been telling them how to be a "Malfoy", the twins have told me what you said to them this past Christmas. They are not Malfoy's. Even if they were I would not allow you to… just, don't."

Lucius was still, seeming to contemplate, before nodding once and saying, "As you wish." He disappeared behind his book once more.

Draco rolled his eyes and sighed, pushing off the door frame. He knew this wasn't the end of it, but he wished it was. Draco went up the grand staircase to check on his supposed-to-be sleeping children.

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February 11, 2007 8:27 a.m.

"Boys, could you go wake up your brother's and sister's please?"

There was a double "Sure!" and a race towards the door.

"Be gentle Alex. Don't be so loud." Nathan whispered as they entered their sisters' room.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!"

Nathan glared at his twin. "That's why they don't like you."

Alex punched his arm. "Is not! And they do too like me." He ran off to the little boy's room next.

Nathan stayed in the girl's room (clearly hearing Alex across the hall as he woke his brothers) to wake them up a bit more quieter.

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Pennsylvania Jumping Beans

There were moon bounces everywhere. There were children everywhere. There was crying and laughing and yelling and noise everywhere.

Despite his growing headache, Draco stood with his digital camera glued to his face, snapping pictures as fast as his camera would allow him. He watched with a rapid heart as Harry and Blaise threw his children into the air and allowed them to bounce heavily onto the floor of the balloon.

But the best part of this day was seeing each of his babies faces lighten up when they were all sung Happy Birthday individually and giggle wildly as Blaise added his own lyrics to the song.

Draco could no longer say he had two six year olds and six two year olds.

A/N- 2,463 words… that's pretty long for a drabble. But, I'm sure you don't mind ;) And did you noice that this is the eleventh chapter and the sextuplets birthday is on February 11th?? *nods* I know, its pretty rockin how that worked out. lol. Review, Review, Review!!

Okay, I've decided to give you all some choices to pick from of what you would want to see happen next:

1) First dentist trip

2) The explanation of where babies come from

3) The beginning of the kid's "special" day's with just Papa and Daddy (if you've watch Jon and Kate past episodes where each kid gets their day to do whatever they want, then you should know what I'm talking about.)