Disclaimer: I don't own the anything (characters, places, things, etc.) that recognize. They belong to J.K. Rowling. I do, however, own the stuff that you don't recognize. And I got the name Ephram from Everwood so I figured I should credit that too

* A/N - At first, this fic goes by quick (One chapter per month) but as time goes on it won't skip as much and we'll move much slower *

So, back to the story!

- 2 Weeks later -

"Elizabeth!" Draco called as he walked through the house, accompanied by Ephram. He got no answer, but figured that she most likely didn't hear him. He continued to look for her. He knocked on the bathroom door and opened it. He saw his wife, who must've been too weak to answer him when he called, lying on the floor in pain. "Is it-time?" he asked nervously. Elizabeth nodded and Draco realized that he wasn't prepared for the birth of his second child yet. He quickly threw his things into a bag and got the Liz's bag, which was already packed. He walked both his wife and his son out the door and into the car. He switched on the invisibility booster and drove to the hospital which was about ten minutes away. Draco occasionally took his eyes off the road to look at his wife to check that she was doing ok. Elizabeth had her arm placed on the arm rest and had her head in her hand. Draco was panicking, but his wife was as calm as ever. Why was he such a nervous wreck? He landed the car in a desolate area and turned the invisibility booster off, as to not cause a ruckus about a car that appeared out of nowhere.

"We're here!" Draco announced as he pulled up to the hospital entrance. He ran and opened the back door and retrieved his son. He walked around the other side to open the door for his wife, but she had already helped herself out. A nurse, who was standing with a wheelchair in front of the door, kindly asked if Elizabeth was in labor. Draco nodded and helped his wife into the wheelchair.

"Right this way," the nurse said, opening the door for Draco who was pushing Elizabeth in the wheelchair. The three Malfoys were led to Room 336, which coincidentally was the same room that Elizabeth delivered Ephram. The nurse let them be and they all got settled.

"So now we just wait," Elizabeth said as she lay propped up in the bed, which she thought rather uncomfortable. She gazed around her, noticing that not much had changed since she gave birth to Ephram in that room.

Hours passed by slowly. Since it had started raining, Elizabeth watched the rain drops fall fiercely through the sky and then violently hit the ground.

"Daddy can we go home yet?" Ephram asked, pulling on his daddy's pant leg. Draco picked him up and twirled him around.

"Not yet Ephram, not yet," he kissed his son and put him back down just as Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny walked in. After exchanging hugs and kisses with everyone, a nurse took the five little children, Ephram, Gwyneth, Blake, and the two children belonging to Harry and Ginny, Lily and Eva, down to the play room filled with every toy imaginable. Before the children left the room completely, Elizabeth let out a long, drawn out cry of pain. Ephram came running back and grabbed his mom's hand.

"Mommy are you ok? Mommy, mommy, are you ok?" he asked frantically. Draco picked Eprham up and swung him around and put him by the door.

"She's ok Ephram, go play, won't you?" he said reassuringly to his son. He watched his son leave and then quickly turned back to Elizabeth. He gently stroked her forehead, brushing every strand of auburn hair out of her eyes. "Are you ok?" A sense of relief overwhelmed him when Liz nodded.

"Elizabeth, would you like medicine for the pain?" a nurse asked.

Laughing at himself, Ron replied for Elizabeth, "You don't have to ask her twice."

Hours had passed. Hermione had fallen asleep on a cot and Ron did the same in a chair. Harry had gone to work and Ginny had gone to take all five kids, outside for some fresh air. Draco, however spent every moment awake my Elizabeth's side, even when she fell asleep. He refused to even close his eyes for a nap.

At about 7:00 that night, Elizabeth was told it was time to deliver the baby. By this time, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all accounted for (and awake) and ready for the birth.

Draco grabbed Liz's right hand and Ron grabbed the left. Words of encouragement flowed out of everyone's mouths.

"You can do it!"

"Come on Liz, you've almost done it!"

"You're doing great!"

After one final push, the baby had been born. The doctor held it up and announced, "It's a girl!" Elizabeth cried when she held her baby for the first time. Ginny and Hermione cried as well. They imagined it was a female thing, since the females had always been more emotional. But then Draco started crying. He had tried to hide it but the tears were stronger than he was. He kissed the baby, then his wife. Ephram then came running in and Draco kissed him too. For a few moments, Draco had no worries. Money was not an issue for him then. He had his friends, he had his family. That was all he needed.

Once the doctor noticed that the family was done with their "mushy-gushy lovefest" he asked, "What is her name?" Draco looked at Elizabeth and she looked back at him. They hadn't thought about the name much. But now, it was time. They couldn't raise a baby by calling her "her" and "she." But what name could possibly fit such a beautiful, perfect little girl?

"Leila," Draco announced suddenly. Elizabeth shot a confused look at Draco and then at her newborn.

She smiled. "Yes, Leila," she said in agreement. "Leila Rose." At this time, the baby smiled, as if she were approving her own name.

The room was filled with, "Can I hold her?" and "Let me take a look," and "Smile for the camera," but most of all, the room was filled with love. Whoever knew, that Draco Malfoy could ever have that much love for people? People he once despised. Even he couldn't understand, but he knew now that life couldn't get any better.

-A/N: You just took time to read it, now please, take time to review it! I hope you liked it.