Chapter Nine - All Things Fall In To Place

"You're nearly there Draco, just a few more minutes..." Tonk said reasuringly but Draco wasn't the slightest bit interested. He had been in labour for nearly seven hours and he was getting VERY fustrated.

His contractions were now a minute apart and it seemed that every time one finished he had time for one relaxed breath before he had to make himself breath again. He was trying not to think about the fact that the pain he was feeling was nothing to what he was about to go through.

But it wasn't all bad. His father stroked his hair, which was now hanging in sweaty tassels down the side of his face, and Harry continuously kissed the back of his hand and told him: 'I'm so sorry I can't help you more' and 'I love you so much' and most of all 'after this you'll never have to do it again if you don't want to'. And he was right about that last one. Draco had no intention of this ever happening again.

Fear crept back into his brain. With every passing second the contractions became closer and closer together. That meant that soon he was going to have to give birth and the meare though terrified him. "I can't do it." Draco managed to say, ignoring a contraction as best he could.

"Yes you can." Lucius said, running a cool cloth over his sons burning face. "You'll be alright, you can do it."

"And you will have to do it now Draco." Tonks said with a slight smile. "When I say, I want you to push down as hard as you can, alright?" It was more of a command than a question but Draco nodded anyway, his face paling again.

A very hard contraction hit him and his face contorted. "Push now Draco." Tonks almost shouted. Draco did as he was told and wished he hadn't. The pain that ran through him was awful, he felt like he was dying. He kept it up as he felt the baby, his baby, moving downward.

He took another breath and pushed again and the baby moved lower. He scream like he was being murdered and he pushed like hell, his entire body under the instruction of his brain to get the baby the hell out of -there- immeadiatly.

"Okay, I can see the head. This is going to be the hardest part, I need you to push as hard as possible to get the shoulders out." Ah yes, the shoulders. Draco had been so preoccupied with the head that he hadn't even thought about it.

With an earth moving cry of pain Draco pushed, hardly aware of just how crushed Harry's hand was becoming. As to that, Harry was screaming almost as loud as Draco was. Lucius on the other hand was sitting just out of arms reach and smiling as he told his son to push.

Draco wasn't pushing, but he was still screaming. He was so tired but he had to push the baby out. "One more push Draco, you can do it." Lucius said as he moved to the end of the bed to check his sons progress. Draco filled his lungs and pushed down with every once of strength he had left in his body.

He felt the baby slide out of his body and the most glorious feeling of relief and relaxation washed over him as he sat back in bed. Running a hand across his sweat covered brow. The walls echoed with a babies cry and Draco burst into tears as Tonks placed a little bundle into his ams. "Hi..." Draco said softly to the baby. "Hi there baby. Seven and a half hours and now you're here, yes you are."

"She has the most beautiful eyes." Tonks said, staring into eyes of pastel green. Draco nodded and handed the baby girl over to Harry while he dried his eyes and lay down, he was so tired.

Severus tapped on the door and peered round it. "Alright to come in?" Draco nodded and Severus wandered in and leaned over Harry's shoulder. "She's gorgeous. What are you going to call her?"

Draco shrugged and looked at Harry. All this time and they still hadn't thought of a name for her. Harry looked up at Severus. "Would you like to be her god father?" he said. It was a little out of the blue and Severus looked at him for a moment as if Herry were mad, but he smiled and nodded. "Good." Said Harry. "Now you can name her."

"Well there is one I like, but I don't know if you will like it..." Severus said slowley.

"What do you like Sev?" Lucius asked, walking over and wrapping his arms around Severus' waist.

"Drucial." Severus said shortly. "Drucial Malfoy, or is it Potter? Potter- Malfoy maybe?"

"She is very much a Malfoy." Harry laughed, indicating as his daughter tugged at his hair and pulled off his glasses.

Draco was getting a little irritated. Not that it wasn't great having all his family around him, but he was VERY tired. "Then her name is Drucial, she's a Potter-Malfoy, she has my trait for irritating people, she has Harry's green eyes, now can you please take her away and have some one else swoon at her for a bit so that I can sleep?" Draco listed off, his voice remaining in one tone.

"Of course, we're sorry baby." Harry said and he kissed Draco softly. Draco kissed him back and then kissed his beautiful, perfect, baby daughter.

Drucial Potter-Malfoy fell asleep just the same time as her daddy and remained that way for some time. But that was not the last that was heard of Drucial, no, not at all! After all, with a father like Harry Potter and a daddy like Draco Malfoy what did you think she would do, read? Oh no, not when there were adventures to be had!

A/N: Don't go away... it's not over yet... the adventures of Drucial and many many Weasleys are yet to follow... watch this space! Thank you to all my reviewers, I love you all very much!!! WARNING: Harry lovers may wish to stop reading now...