Angels and Dragons, Epilogue Part Six: Finally, The Very End.
Legal Disclaimer: Yes, this is the end of the story. No, I still do not own Harry Potter, or Draco Malfoy, or Fred and George Weasley. sigh Oh, well. All of these characters, and all of the others in the story, belong to J.K. Rowling. I just own this story, so don't sue me.
Hello, my adoring reviewers! Yes, I have finally reached the end of this story. Yay! I apologize for taking so long to finish, but I am lazy and do not like to type for very long. I hope that you all had a good Christmas/Kwanzaa/Hanukkah, and that you all had a Happy New Year. Anyway, I have changed this part of the story from my original because I do not want to risk being kicked off. Too many good authors have met this doom, and although I love those authors, I do not wish to join them. Anyway, I would like to thank all of my reviewers for staying with me this long. Your support is greatly appreciated! I would like to thank my part-time editor for all of her help and her contributions to this story. Note: the Healers later on are going to be different from what they probably should be, so don't sue me. Anyway, enough of my blabbing. On with the story! Bye for now!
Epilogue Part Six: Finally, The Very End.
"Harry, this is so much fun, but why are we so far from home?" Harry laughed at his other half's confused look.
"Because, love, the whole idea is to get away from it all. That's what a honeymoon's all about." Harry sat on the bed and watched Draco put things away. Harry'd noticed that Draco'd turned into a bit of a neatfreak lately. After watching Draco fold and refold clothes for an hour, Harry decided that he'd better do something. He reached out and pulled Draco to him.
"Harry, now is not the time for this. I have to finish putting stuff away," whined Draco, struggling hopelessly against Harry's grip.
"You do not. I think that your pregnancy is going to be hard on us both if this is what you're going to do the whole time. Just sit down and relax for awhile. I'll take care of this," Harry added, waving his hand at the pile of clothes Draco had bee working on. The clothes folded themselves and flew into the closet, neatly folded. Harry then stood up and went into the bathroom. He came out a few minutes later, smiling.
"Well, it's just as we suspected. You're pregnant, love." Draco smiled at Harry, then tilted his head to the side, indicating that he wanted Harry to come sit next to him.
"Well, then this honeymoon doesn't have much of a purpose except for the two of us to be together without our family, does it?" Harry laughed.
"You have a very odd sense of humor, love, but that's okay. I love you just the same. So, what do you want to do?"
"Well, since it's about 9:30, I'd say sleep."
"Is that how late it is? Wow, I didn't think it would last that long. Well, sleep it is, then." Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it toward the closet. "Accio pjs." His pajama pants came flying out of the closet so fast that he didn't have time to duck, so they hit Harry in the face. Draco started to laugh. Harry pulled the pants off and glared at them. Suddenly, he pounced on Draco, tickling him.
"I'll teach you to laugh at me. I won't let you up until you say that you give up." Draco continued to laugh. Draco was gasping for air but he couldn't really say anything, so Harry kept tickling him.
"Okay, I give!" exclaimed Draco in a raspy voice. Harry stopped tickling. Draco reached over and grabbed a pillow then threw it at Harry, who was knocked over by the force of impact. Harry threw it back at Draco.
"That's what you get for tickling me," said Draco.
"Aw, are you pouting? 'Cause if you are that's not allowed. We haven't even been married for a day, Draco," said Harry.
"So? You shouldn't have tickled me. That wasn't nice," muttered Draco. Harry smiled and pulled Draco to him. Draco smiled; he'd only been pretending to pout. He kissed Harry passionately.
"I love you, Dragon."
"And I love you, Angel." A moment of silence, and then:
"Um, Draco? It's really hard to change for bed if you're gonna fall asleep on me."
"So? You're comforting, and I'm comfortable. I don't wanna move."
"You are absolutely hopeless. What am I gonna do with you?"
"You're gonna love me 'til the end of time. You know, I may be pregnant, but that doesn't mean that you have to keep your distance. Does it?" asked Draco with a frightened look on his face. Harry chuckled.
"No, I don't think so. It just means that if we do have sex, I have to be gentle with you so that I don't hurt you or the baby. Yes, yes, I know that disgusts you, but you don't want to hurt the baby, do you?"
"No." Draco leaned his head against Harry's chest and looked to be deep in thought. After a few minutes, he spoke again. "Harry, do you think the baby will be a girl?"
"I don't know. Why do you ask?"
"Well, are you hoping for a girl or a boy?" Harry smiled.
"Well, I'm hoping that it'll be a girl and that she'll be as beautiful as you."
"Harry, you flatter me."
"Only because I love you. If it is a girl, what do you think her name should be?"
"For a first name, I was thinking about either Heather or Rose. For a middle name, no matter what, it has to be Lily." Harry smiled as tears slid down his face. One dripped onto Draco, causing him to look up at his love. Draco smiled at Harry and kissed away Harry's tears.
"You're so strange sometimes, my angel. I like your mom's name, so I thought we could use it as a middle name for our little girl. What do you think?"
"I love you so much, Draco. It makes me happy to know that you care so much about me. What if it's a boy?"
"Well, I'm not sure yet. I thought I'd let you decide on a name if it's a boy."
"Okay. I'll have to think about that. I've never really thought of names for our children, but that's why I have you for help if I need it." Draco smacked Harry playfully upside the head. Harry laughed.
"Watch it, Potter. You'll find yourself in the doghouse for the rest of this honneymoon if you don't."
"Are you threatening me?"
"And if I am?" Harry pulled Draco to him and kissed him passionately. Draco smacked him over the head with a pillow. Harry caught the pillow and hit Draco back. Draco sat there for a moment, stunned. Then he looked at Harry with a playful grin.
"Oh, that's it, mister. Pillow fight!" Draco shouted, grabbing a pillow for each hand. Harry did the same, and they started hitting each other.
"I'm the master pillow fighter! You can't beat me," said Harry.
"Wanna bet?" purred Draco. "Take that, and that! I...will...not...lose...to...you!" As he spoke each word, he emphasized it with a strike of a pillow. Harry retaliated, trying to take Draco's pillows away from him, a vain attempt. Finally, Draco managed to wrestle both of Harry's pillows away from him and threw each one at Harry.
"Ah! I am the champion," said Draco, smirking.
"Hmph," said Harry, folding his arms across his chest.
"Are you gonna pout now? I told you that I wouldn't lose to you, and I meant it. You should know me enough by now to know that I don't kid around."
"Yes, I know. Shall we go downstairs in the morning and see if we can scare some people?"
"Of course, angel. You know that I love to do that, especially if I can scare some of the uppity ladies," said Draco with an evil grin.
"Okay, so it's a truce again?"
"Of course, but only if it's sealed with a kiss."
"I think I can arrange that, my dragon," said Harry , kissing Draco passionately on the lips.
"I love you, Harry."
"And I love you, Draco. Always and forever."
Nine months later
"Argh! How much longer do I have to deal with this before I can get some pain medication?"
"I don't know, love, but I hope it's soon. I can't stand to see you in pain like this," said Harry, wiping sweat from Draco's forehead.
"Hello, Harry. How are things going?" asked Remus.
"Not so good. Why won't they give him pain medication?"
"I'm not sure, Harry. Have you asked the Healers to do so?"
"Yes, and they didn't do a damn thing," growled Draco through gritted teeth. Another contraction hit him, and he screamed. "Aaaaaah!"
"Hold on, baby. Come on, squeeze my hand," whispered Harry. As quickly as it had come, the contraction was over.
"Harry, if you tell me to keep squeezing your hand, you're not going to have a hand left for me to squeeze when this is done," gasped Draco.
"Don't worry about it. I don't mind."
"Hi, Harry. Hello, Draco. Goodness, haven't they given you some pain medication yet?" asked Sirius, who was the second person I Harry's and Draco's family to be let in.
"No, they haven't, Siri. I don't know what their reason is for not doing it, but the next one I see is gonna get yelled at," said Remus.
"Well, here's your chance, Reme." One of the Healers had just entered the room. Before she could say anything, Remus stepped forward.
"Excuse me, but can you get him some pain medication?" Remus decided to try the nice approach first.
"No, I'm sorry."
"Okay, I tried to be nice. Get Draco some pain medication. Now!" exclaimed Remus, pointing his wand at the HealerSirius decided to do the same, so he pulled out his wand. The healer turned around to find Harry glaring at her with his wand out also.
"Get Draco some pain medication," repeated Remus.
"O...okay. Right away." With that, the Healer walked out of the room, keeping her eyes on the three wands pointed at her.
"Well, I'd say that went well," said Sirius, putting away his wand.
"Yeah, it went well, considering our wands aren't supposed to work in this place. I can't even conjure bubbles out of my wand," said Harry, twirling his wand thoughtfully.
"Thank you, g...Aaaah!"
"Argh! By the time this is over, I don't think I'll have any circulation left in my hand," said Harry, holding up his hand for inspection once Draco had released it.
"I already told you, Harry.If you want to keep your hand, then quit telling me to squeeze it!" Sirius and Remus laughed.
"Oh, Harry darling, is Draco all right?" Harry turned to the door to see his mum and dad standing there.
"He will be soon. We, um, just 'threatened' a Healer with our basically non-existent wands," said Harry with a smile. His smile turned into a grimace as Draco squeezed his hand again.
"Harry, I'm not quite sure that's a good idea. It looks very painful," added James, indicating Harry's hand, which was turning purple.
"I'll be fine." The Healer had just entered with an IV. Harry took one look at it, then turned so that he was facing Draco, who looked less than thrilled.
"Why does pain medication have to come in another form of pain?" muttered Draco in a voice so low that only Harry could hear him. Harry laughed and shook his head. As the Healer inserted the IV, Draco squeezed Harry's hand.
"Augh! Draco, it's okay. She's done now. Release my hand, please."
"Sorry," said Draco.
"Jeez, Draco, I didn't know you had such a deathgrip."
"Only when he's in extreme pain does it show," said Narcissa, who had just arrived as the Healer was leaving. "Hello, everybody. You know, this place's security is a little isn't it?" she added with a sarcastic smile. Everyone laughed.
"Are the others still down there, or have they given up?" asked Draco.
"They're all still waiting, honey. None of them would miss this for the world. They'll be here soon, I promise. Though, I'm not sure if they'll get to see you or not," she added.
"Oh, nonsense. They'll get to see him if I have anything to say about it," growled Harry. "I'll be right back, love. Narcissa, would you mind taking over for me until I get back?"
"Not at all, Harry," she said with a smile. She sat down in the chair Harry had just vacated.
"I'm gonna get everybody else up here," he said over his shoulder as he left.
"Well, at least we know he takes after his father and his mother," said Sirius innocently. Lily smacked him with the magazine she'd been holding.
"Ow! Reme, she hit me."
"So?"
"Ah, you're mean!"
"Who's mean?" Everybody looked up to see that, true to his word, Harry had brought the rest of the 'family' up.
"Remus wouldn't stick up for Sirius, so Sirius called him mean, Ginny," answered Draco. Ginny giggled.
"Well, now that everybody's here, maybe something will happen," muttered Draco. Harry was the only one who heard him.
"Dragon, you're impatient, aren't you?"
"And if I am? I can't help it. I want to be done with this."
"You will be soon, love, just hang in there." Harry looked up at the clock. 11:30 p.m. This was going to be a long night. 'It's a good thing it's Friday night,' thought Harry.
"Harry, it's a good thing it's Friday night, huh? Nobody has to go to work tomorrow," said Draco.
"You read my thoughts again. Will you quit doing that?"
"Sorry. Pregnancy seems to do that to me."
"Well, let's hope we don't have to do this anytime soon." Draco smacked him upside the head.
"Well, I do believe that Draco is ready for delivery," said the Healer that had just walked in to check on him.
"Thank God! I can finally get out of this room so that I don't go insane counting the sheep on the walls," said Fred.
"Those aren't sheep; those are cows," said Harry with a smile.
"Really? See what I mean?"
"Yeah, it's driving me batty too," agreed George.
"I couldn't agree with you more," said Draco.
"So, do you know if it's gonna be a boy or a girl?" asked Charlie.
"Nope. We decided we didn't want to know. We thought it'd be a nice surprise," said Harry.
"Besides, what's the fun in everybody knowing? Then you can't keep 'em guessing," said Draco. Everybody laughed. The Healer even laughed a little.
"How come there aren't very many people around here? It feels like I'm back at Hogwarts," muttered Harry, looking around him at the basically empty hallway as he followed Draco's bed. The Healer smiled.
"They're all helping other people on the other floors," she said.
"Are they gonna have to wait in a waiting room?" asked Draco.
"I'm afraid so, but don't worry. It won't take long, I promise. You shouldn't be in there for more than a half hour," said the Healer reassuringly. Draco's face visibly relaxed. "Okay, this is our stop." Harry squeezed Draco's hand and kissed his cheek.
"I love you, my dragon," whispered Harry so nobody but Draco could hear him. Draco smiled.
"And I love you, my angel," whispered Draco before the Healer wheeled him through the double doors.
"Harry, how come the two of you never asked if the baby was a boy or a girl?" asked Hermione, who was now six months pregnant. (She and Ron got married two months after Harry and Draco. Carry on!)
"Because we didn't want to know, that's why. Do you know if yours is a boy or a girl?"
"No. Ron doesn't want to know."
"Well, there you go. It appears that Draco and I aren't the only ones," said Harry with a grin. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Harry, since you don't know if it's a boy or a girl, what are the names that you have picked out?" asked Narcissa.
"Well, boy's names we haven't really discussed. He left that up to me, but I'm not sure. For a girl's name, though, we've been bickering over that for month now, and we came up with two names that we liked. We'll decide later which one to use, but it'll either be Heather Lily or Amber Lily."
"Ah that's sweet!" exclaimed Narcissa with a smile.
"Draco came up with the middle name. He told me that, no matter what, the middle name has to be Lily. Exact words, too."
"Well, I'm flattered. At least your son has good taste, Narcissa. I think he takes after you," added Lily with a smile. Narcissa blushed. James, Sirius, and Remus had taken up pacing around the waiting area. After this went on for ten minutes, Tonks decided to speak up.
"If you keep that up, Harry will become a nervous wreck. Harry, you're not related to them right now," whispered Tonks with a smile. Harry laughed, a bark-like laugh reminiscent of Sirius'.
"What's so funny, Harry?" asked James.
"Nothing. Tonks is just trying to keep me sane," said Harry with a small smile.
"Well, that's good, Harry. It's always best to keep yourself in high spirits," said Bill with a smile.
3 ½ hours later
"What's going on? We should've heard something by now," said Narcissa, who was now pacing like James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily. Harry was deep in conversation with Tonks, trying not to notice the people pacing past him.
"Harry, aren't you worried about Draco, mate?" asked Ron. Before Harry could answer, Fred and George stepped forward.
"Oh, come off it now, little brother. Leave Harry alone. He's handling the situation quite well," said Fred. George nodded.
"Thanks, you guys, but I'm fine. Really," Harry added.
"Leave Harry alone. He doesn't need to join us," said James, who was still pacing. Harry smiled at his father.
"You're never gonna tell me how you were able to return, are you?" asked Harry.
"Nope," said Sirius, James, and Lily at once.
"Didn't think so. Tonks, will you quit that, please? I don't need to see the pig nose today. You can keep changing your hair color, though. That's always interesting," said Harry. Tonks obliged him by changing her hair from bubble gum pink to a tri-color: hot pink, purple, and lime green. Harry smiled.
"You know, I actually kind of like this look. Maybe I should keep it for awhile and see how many people I can offend. What do you think, Harry?"
"I think you've offended your first person," he replied in a whisper, indicating Mrs. Weasley, who looked less than thrilled. Tonks laughed.
"I think you're right," she replied, still chuckling to herself. Just then, the doors swung open and a Healer stepped out.
"Mr. Potter, may I talk to you for a minute?" she asked. Harry stood up and walked over to her. She whispered something to him, and Harry smiled. He nodded his head and the Healer went back in.
"Harry, what's up? Why are you grinning like a Cheshire cat, mate?" asked Ron. Everybody looked at Harry.
"Well, it seems that we're gonna be here for at least another hour and a half."
"Why on Earth are you happy about that?" asked Lily with a confused look on her face. Narcissa just looked at Harry as if he were insane. Harry motioned for Tonks, who was standing off to the side. He whispered something to her, and she jumped up and down, squealing with delight.
"What? What is it?" exclaimed the twins at the same time.
"The reason why it's taking so long is that we're having twins, and Draco isn't cooperating apparently," said Harry, laughing.
"Oh, twins! Yay!" exclaimed Lily and Narcissa at once.
"Why isn't Draco cooperating?" asked George.
"Apparently he won't do what they want him to because the pain medication wore off, and he says that he won't continue unless they give him more," said Harry. Fred and George started laughing.
"That's Draco for you," said George, who was using Fred as a support to hold him up. James, Remus, and Sirius just stood off to the side, pretending they didn't know the twins.
"It's nice not having so many people in the house at once. Sometimes it feels like a zoo, what with the Aurors popping up occasionally," said Lily, who was having a side conversation with Narcissa and Molly.
"I know what you mean. It gets to be a madhouse," commented Molly. Fred and George looked at each other, shrugged, and continued talking to Harry.
"So, did the Healer say what the twins were?" asked Fred.
"Nope. I hope it doesn't really have to take an hour and a half, though. That's gonna drive everybody here crazy," muttered Harry.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I'm sure that everybody will be fine," said George, hoping he was right.
An hour and a half later
"Okay, it's been an hour and a half now. What's going on?" exclaimed Molly.
"Yeah, this is ridiculous! I want to know how my son's doing," cried Narcissa. Lily reached over and gave Narcissa a much-needed hug.
"And you said that everyone would be fine," said Harry, glancing at George.
"Hey, nobody's perfect, you know. Am I supposed to be all-knowing now? That's your department. Everybody worships you because Lord Moldy Shorts is dead, and all of his Death Eaters are in Azkaban. I'm not a know-it-all, and neither is Fred. Come to think of it, maybe you're not either!"
"Thanks, George. That's very comforting."
"Huh? I heard my name," said Fred. Harry laughed, which confused Fred even more. Just then, the doors opened and the Healer came back out. Harry walked over to her, hoping that he could finally see Draco.
"Hello, Mr. Potter. If you would please follow me?" Harry looked confused, but he followed her anyway. He noticed that there weren't very many people back in this area either, but it didn't bother him.
"Here we are, Mr. Potter. Draco's in this room," said the Healer, pointing at a door on the right of the hallway. Harry pushed open the door and looked inside. There was Draco sitting on a bed with the IV still attached to his arm and a couple of other machines attached to him that Harry didn't recognize. Draco had one pink bundle in each arm.
"Come sit next to me and say 'hi' to Amber and Heather," said Draco with an exhausted smile. Harry walked over to the bed and sat down in the chair next to Draco. Draco handed one of the bundles to Harry.
"This is Heather Lily. Say 'hi' to your other daddy, Heather." Heather stretched, unclenched her fists, yawned, and then opened her eyes. Harry saw that she had emerald green eyes with blonde hair.
"Draco, she's beautiful. She has green eyes like me, and yet she has your blonde hair."
"Yep. Amber has my eyes and your hair color. See?" Draco moved the other bundle so that Harry could see her.
"They're beautiful, Draco. I'm sorry that you had to be in labor so long, but I'm glad that they're so beautiful. It was well worth the wait, wasn't it?"
"Yes, it was well worth the wait. I just hope that I never have to do this again. You get to be pregnant next," said Draco with a hint of exasperation in his voice. Harry laughed.
"I think I'll pass, love. I'm happy with having two children, if that's okay with you," Harry added with a smile. Draco rolled his eyes.
"If we weren't holding Heather and Amber, I'd hit you right now," growled Draco.
"Why would you want to hit me?"
"Because you made me go through this torture, and now you're saying that you don't want anymore kids? I don't think so," said Draco.
"Oh, come on, love. You know that I love you, and that I'm sorry you had to be in so much pain."
"I know you do. I'm just saying that...oh, never mind. Just remember: I'm not doing this again," added Draco.
"Okay, my dragon. I never said you had to. One question: are the girls gonna have the same middle name?"
"No. Amber's middle name is going to be Anne."
"Why Anne?"
"That's my mum's middle name."
"Well, it's only fair, since we used my mother's first name as Heather's middle name." Harry smiled down at Heather, who'd grabbed a hold of Harry's finger.
"Harry, did our mothers go crazy waiting?" Harry chuckled.
"And my dad." Draco laughed.
"Did I ever tell you how much I love you, my angel?" Harry smiled.
"Yes, you have, my dragon. I love you, too. Always and forever."
Bwahaha! It is finished! So, what did you think? I am sorry that this took so long to type, but as I have said before, I am very lazy. Please R&R! Anyway, goodbye for now, and until I decide to go back to another of my stories, this is Ryo-sama signing off!