Well here is another chapter, Is the story getting better at all. Please review and tell me.

Older or Younger

It was the middle of April and Draco was just over eight months pregnant. Harry and Draco slowly made their way towards the Great Hall for dinner; it was a Saturday, so they had been relaxing all day in the Gryffindor common room. They had decided together that they were to be bonded in mid-June, three weeks before Draco's eighteenth birthday.

Draco had hidden the fact that his stomach had been cramping up on him off and on since breakfast that day. They had gotten stronger as the hours went by, he was hesitant to tell Harry, as he didn't want to alarm or worry his fiancée. They reached the Great Hall and they both walked to the Gryffindor table.

They were half way to the table when Draco stopped and clutched his heavily swollen abdomen. This one was more painful than the other cramps he had, had over the course of the day. Harry caught him as another so called cramp rippled through Draco's stomach, he knees went weak and he started to fall. Draco groaned in pain as a few minutes later another came, he felt wetness within his trousers, his eyes going wide with realization of what was happening.

Harry looked down at the young man collapsed in his arms. "Draco what's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Draco looked up into Harry's emerald green eyes, his own wide with panic and fear. "The baby, it's early, too early. Not due for another month," he mumbled panicking, hoping everything was alright.

Harry understood what Draco was trying to say. He helped Draco stand, as he got Hermione to cast a feather light spell on Draco. She did so and Harry was then able to pick him up in his arms. He then carried him to the Hospital Wing. Draco groaned again as another contraction hit, Harry felt him tense up. They finally made it to the Hospital Wing.

He laid him on one of the beds and gently kissed him on the forehead. "It'll be fine Draco, I'm going to get Madame Pomfrey, okay," he said more calmly than he felt. He motioned for Hermione and Ron to stay with him, and to try and keep him calm.

Harry ran towards Madame Pomfrey's office and knocked hard on the wooden oak door. "Madam Pomfrey!" he shouted through the door.

The door opened and Madame Pomfrey came out and looked at him and asked "Evening Harry, what brings you here in a panic?"

He started to walk back to where Draco lay. "Draco, he went into labour, the contractions are very closer together," he told her, picking up the pace a little so they could reach Draco faster.

They reached him and Harry went and sat on the bed and held Draco's hand gently, his hand was squeezed hard when another contraction hit. He brushed the pain coming from his hand to one side, gently brushing the bangs out of Draco's face and kissed him. Madame Pomfrey cast a spell to determine how far the contractions were, they were two minutes apart.

"Draco when was the first time that you felt any type of pain in your abdomen?" she asked gently.

Draco looked up at her and replied, through clenched teeth, while trying to ride out another contraction. "I've been having craps all day, since breakfast."

"Why didn't you tell me Dray," Harry said softly, as he kissed Draco's head.

All questions would have to wait, as Draco was hit with another contraction. The contractions were coming very close together now. Within minutes Draco was positioned comfortably leaning against Harry's chest. Madame Pomfrey told Hermione and Ron to wait outside.

Hermione and Ron were sitting outside on the floor, waiting for news. They had heard many insults directed to Harry from Draco. They only just heard the words of reassurance Harry gently told him. Some of the other students came by every now and then to see if anything had happened yet. It had been four hours since they had came with Harry to the Hospital Wing.

Hermione got to her feet in a rush and started to pace. "I wish something would hurry up and happen, I don't like waiting around," she said to no one.

Ron shook his head at his girlfriend and said calmly "be patient 'Mione, it'll happen when it happens."

"Harry James Potter when this is over I'm going to chop it off and shove it so far up ass you'll be giving yourself a bl... arrrggh!" came Draco's yell from the other side of the wooden door.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other and Ron, looking a little pale at the words, said, "Erm, I don't think he meant that."

Hermione just nodded, a few moments later a baby's cry was heard out in the corridor.

Madame Pomfrey held the little baby in her arms; she laid the little buddle in the bassinet. "Well done Draco, its a little girl." She cleaned the little girl up, and wrapped her in a soft, pale blue blanket.

She walked up and was about to place the little baby into his arms when Draco yelled out. "Draco what," Harry said, as he felt his hand squeezed once again.

Madame Pomfrey gently laid the baby girl back into the bassinet and went to Draco and cast a spell to find out what was going on. "Well Draco, it seems like there is another baby waiting to be delivered," she said to them both.

It was two hours later when another baby's cry joined the first. "Another little girl," Madame Pomfrey exclaimed happily.

Harry looked at his youngest daughter and said worriedly, "She's so small."

Madame Pomfrey nodded and said, "Yes, one twin was getting more nutrients that the other, so one would be smaller than the other. That is more than likely how she was missed."

Two hours later Draco was propped up on his bed by pillows, within his arms he held the older twin, who was now sleeping after being fed and burped. Harry was holding the other, whom he was feeding. They had both decided on their names, the eldest was going to be called Tanya Lucille Potter-Malfoy. The youngest was going to be called Amber Faith Potter-Malfoy. They both had blonde hair and bright green eyes like Harry's.

Well what do you think, Thank you to the one that gave me the name for one of the twins. I used it. Please review me. I love you guys and gals.

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