"Buckle up"
Draco cast Harry an annoyed look, but did as he requested, considering he was already backing his BMW away from the curb. He never knew what to expect from Harry anymore, since the day he'd barged into Draco's office a week ago demanding he allow him to be a part of his children's lives.
Draco sighed, feeling impatient and weary. "Harry you can't keep kidnapping me whenever the whim hits you!"
Harry slid on his sunglasses and merged with the traffic. "I'm not kidnapping you."

"Then what do you call that stunt you pulled in the car park 'get in the car and please don't make a scene'" Draco said, reciting his exact words.

A grin curved Harry's mouth "Hey, I was polite about it. There were people around—I didn't want them listening to our conversation. Since you got in the car I figured you didn't either."
Draco ground his teeth at Harry's logic "Ginny will be expecting me back at the office in an hour."
"Ginny can wait. This can't" Harry stopped the car at an intersection, and glanced at Draco "we need to talk Dray."
"I don't want to talk" Draco said his tone firm.
"Fine, then you can listen."
Draco didn't want to listen to what Harry had to say, but other than jumping out of a moving vehicle, he had no choice. Determined not to say a word or contribute to the conversation in any way, he focused his attention out the passenger window.
Harry turned onto the highway. "You know I want to be a part of the babies lives—"
Draco's head snapped around and he cut Harry off before he could complete his sentence "I told you I wouldn't deny you that" so much for being quiet and unresponsive.
A small smile quirked the corner of Harry's mouth "Good because I'm not giving you a choice."
Draco bristled in irritation. Who did he think he was that he could make a statement like that? The babies father that's who came the answer in Draco's head. Harry had every legal right to demand equal time with his children.
"I want to be a part of your pregnancy, too."
"You do? Draco asked doubtfully and a little suspiciously.
"Yeah" excitement laced Harry's words. "I can go to doctor's appointments with you, can't I?"
"Yes" Draco nearly chocked on the word, but knew he couldn't deny Harry the chance to hear their little heartbeats or see them moving around inside him. Draco blew out an aching breath. Sharing the stages of his pregnancy with Harry was going to be a joyful, yet painful time for him.
"And how about the classes where they teach you to breath funny?" Harry asked.
That where Draco firmly drew the line. Ginny was his Lamaze partner . Besides how would Draco concentrate on his breathing in class when the man he loved was rubbing his back or gently caressing his belly?
"Ginny is my coach," Draco said, hoping to dispel any notion or obligation Harry felt to be by his side during labor.
"No way," Harry said adamantly "no offence to Ginny, but I want to be there when they are born."
Feeling drained and uncertain about this whole part-time parent stuff Draco rested his head in the seat "Harry you don't have to do this—"
"I want to do this. I insist on doing this" Harry exited the highway and came to a stop sign at the base of a hill. He transferred his gaze to Draco for a second to give him the full effect of his grim expression "You're not going to make my participation in the babies lives difficult are you?"
"Of course not" Draco said, his temper raising "I just don't want you to think I'm going to make demands on your time"
Harry smiled very slowly, erasing that intimidating expression. "You won't have to, because I'm going to be around a lot."
Great, just great. Draco rubbed his forehead as the car rolled forward, "I know you're busy Harry. I don't expect you to see them every day."
"I'll make time. Every day."

Harry pulled into his driveway and cut the engine in front of his huge elegant two-story house. Draco stared up at the house, a house built and designed for a bachelor with no intentions of getting tied down to a husband and children. No a family hadn't been on Harry's mind when he was building this house.
The warmth of Harry's hand sliding down Draco's shoulder towards his waist startled Draco out of his thoughts. His breath caught sharply and he grasped Harry's wrist, though Harry didn't seem inclined to remove his hand from the taut curve of his belly.
"Harry..." Draco's voice quivered, as did his body. He'd missed Harry's touch, and hated that he was so weak he didn't have the will to pull Harry's hand away.
Harry's fingers probed Draco's firm stomach. "I've been wanting to do that since that day in your office, but I was afraid you would sock me" he smiled ruefully.
Draco's grip on Harry's wrist relaxed, foolishly giving him free rein to explore his stomach. "What makes you think I won't now?"
Harry chuckled, the deep, sexy sound making Draco shiver. "I'll take my chances, Sweetheart" he said voice amused. "have you felt them move yet?"
Draco smiled, wanting nothing more than to share his body's changes with Harry. "Yeah"
Harry's eyes sparkled enthusiactally. "What does it feel like?"
"It feels like a butterfly fluttering around in my belly, with a few swift jabs for good measure" without thinking of the implications Draco slid his hand over the back of Harry's and moved it lower to where he felt the most movement.
"You look beautiful like this you know?" Harry said huskily.
He was melting away Draco's defenses by attacking his weak points—his desire and love for him. "Harry don't do this—"
Harry cocked his head innocently, making him more irresistible than he already was "Do what?"
Swallowing the thick need gathering in his throat, Draco withdrew Harry's hand from his stomach "Make this arrangement any more difficult than it is."

"Is there something wrong with telling the person carrying my children that he's beautiful?" Harry asked.
Yes ! Draco wanted to scream. Especially when this man's heart had been shattered into a million pieces. Biting his lip to keep the words from escaping, he turned his gaze away from Harry. With a gentle, persuasive pressure of his fingers on Draco's cheek, Harry bought his face back toward him. "I haven't stopped wanting you Draco." his voice soft and sincere. "if anything, the time apart has only intensified my feelings towards you. Made me realize exactly what was missing from my life."
Draco pulled his chin out of Harry's grasp, trying not to soften to his will. It proved to be one of the most difficult feats of his life "What are we doing here Harry?" he asked tiredly.
Harry stared up at the house for a long, quiet moment then said "I want to show you the interior."
Draco opened his mouth to say no but there was something in Harry's eyes, a combination of hope and anticipation that changed his answer to yes. At his nod, Harry released a relieved breath, quickly climbed out of the car and came around and opened the door for Draco.
With his hand secured in Harry's, he followed him inside the house and the staircase to the second floor. All the while he sensed a coil of nervousness in Harry's body with every step. Harry paused at the guest room, his free hand resting on the doorknob.

Draco frowned. What was so spectacular about his guest room that had Harry so tied up in knots.? Harry slowly opened the door...and then Draco knew.
Nothing had prepared Draco for what he saw or the overwhelming emotions tumbling through him. Harry released Draco's hand, and as if drawn in by an invisible string, he tentatively stepped inside the newly decorated room.
A nursery. Oh, Merlin.
Two white cots, matching change table and drawers replaced the queen-size canopied bed that had occupied the room before. A rocking chair was positioned near the window, two big, soft teddy bears with huge red bows sitting on either side of the chair.
Draco's chest tightened when he realized the wallpaper was the one he would have chosen—a carousel of plump, whimsical zoo animals in soft pastel colors. Obviously this room had been professionally decorated, but how had Harry known this was the design he'd envisioned for his own nursery?
Draco moved toward the cot. He touched one of the stuffed animals hanging from the mobile, and the attached music box tinkled out a strain of 'You are my sunshine' there was no doubt that his children would be happy here, in this delightfully decorated room.
A sob of despair broke from him, tears blurred his vision, but he managed to blink them back. Dammit, this isn't fair
"What, you don't like it?" at some point Harry has moved to his side "Ginny swore this was the pattern you said you wanted for the babies nursery"
"Oh it is" damn Ginny anyway. How could his best friend betray him this way?
"Well, then?" Harry clearly wanted an explanation for his emotional outburst.
Draco forced a smile, which was shaky at best considering he was dying inside. This part-time custody was going to kill him "I'm sure the babies will love it"

Harry pushed his hands into his pockets "I'm hoping so, since they will be spending so much time in here."
Draco stared at Harry in sudden horror. Had he gone through so much trouble with the nursery because he was considering full-time custody? The thought made Draco's blood run cold and his defenses to rise. "You have every right to see them as often as you like. He said in a voice that showed the fury steaming within him "but I refuse to allow these babies to be raised by a nanny."
"A nanny?" a gentle smile touched Harry's mouth and entered his eyes "oh, I must have forgotten to tell you---"
"Tell me what?" Draco demanded.
"That I want you to live here too" Harry answered.
Draco tried, but failed to contain the hysterical laughter bubbling inside him. "That's quite a convenient arrangement for you."
"Yeah, I guess it is." Harry shrugged nonchalantly. "but then why wouldn't I want my husband and children living in my house?"
White-hot anger swirled within Draco "You know how I feel about living with you, and I resent the fact you would use the children to... to.." Harry's comment slowly seeped through his tirade, and his heart nearly stopped "What did you say?" he breathed, afraid to believe, to hope.
"I said---"
"But did you mean it?" he asked swiftly, as if Harry speaking the words out loud would somehow dilute their meaning.
"Yes, I---"
"You really want to get married?"
Harry separated the distance between them, wrapped one arm around Draco's back and hauled him to him, using his free hand to cover Draco's mouth. "Yeah I really want to"
"Mrmph"
"Hush, Draco," Harry said gently. Then, as if knowing what assurances Draco was searching for, he went on "I want to get married, not because I think it is the right thing to do or even because of the babies. It's because I love you, and I'm miserable without you. I want grow old with you, and share your hopes and dreams"
Pulling Harry's hand from his mouth, he smiled up at Harry "You're pretty darn close to making all my dreams come true."
Harry folded him into his embrace and rubbed his cheek against Draco's hair, speaking near his ear "I was so afraid of falling in love, but you know what? That fear doesn't compare to the fear of losing you. I know it won't be easy, being a husband and a father, but I'm going to do my damndest to make sure you don't regret marrying me."
Draco lifted his head to look up at Harry, content and secure in his arms. "How could I, when I've waited my whole life for you?"
Harry sank his fingers into Draco's hair and tilted his face up to his for a tender kiss. He sighed against Draco's lips then grinned "Thank Merlin I came to my senses in time."
"Yeah, you were a little slow in coming around." Draco wound his arms around Harry's neck "are you sure this is what you want? Marriage and kids"
Harry's eyes gleamed "Absolutely, without a doubt"
Draco toyed with the collar of Harry's shirt, needing a deeper explanation for his change of heart. "What changed your mind?"
"I want to give my children everything I never had as a child," his voice deep with conviction "unconditional love. My undivided attention. A father they can be proud of. I want to make a difference in their life. And your strength and love will help me along the way. I'll probably need as much guidance as the kids, but I know I can do this with you by my side."
Draco smiled, realizing that Harry had finally come to terms with his childhood and wanted to make a better life for his kids. "I'm with you every step of the way."

Harry brushed the back of his knuckles across Draco's cheek "I want us to be the family I never had, and the family you always wanted."
"Oh, Harry," Draco whispered. This time, the tears that filled his eyes were ones of happiness "I love you."
"Yeah, I love you too. And that's a guarantee you can count on" Harry murmured. He sealed his vow with a breath-stealing kiss that left no doubt in Draco's mind, or heart that Harry was in this forever.