Hybrid Legacy

Chapter 13

The bouncing of the bed woke Harry the next morning. He blearily opened his eyes to find Michaela hopping on the bed beside his head. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her under the covers with him.

"Good morning, mummy," she chirped excitedly. "Can we go see the baby now?"

"Not right now, Mick. People are still trying to sleep," mumbled Harry tiredly. "We'll go this afternoon."

"But, mummy, we've been waiting all night, and I wanna see the baby," whined Michaela, climbing out from under the covers and moving to Draco's side of the bed.

"And it won't kill you to wait another two or three hours. It's not like she's going anywhere," said Harry irritably. "Where's Liam?"

"He's waking up Grandpa Remi," said Michaela smugly, "so you should get up too." She poked Draco in the shoulder, giggling when he swatted her hand away. "Come on, daddy, get up."

Harry groaned at his daughter's annoying presence at such an early hour (even though it was already 10:00 in the morning) and cuddled closer to his sleep warm husband. Draco was already awake, but diligently trying to resume his sleep and ignoring Michaela. His daughter, on the other hand, had a different plan. She jumped on the bed, climbed over Draco, and pushed her way between her parents. Then the little imp started singing- loudly.

"Alright, alright, you win," snarled Harry, throwing off the covers and climbing from the bed. "Happy now?" Not giving her time to answer, Harry stormed into the bathroom and got into the shower.

"Is mummy mad at me?" asked Michaela curiously. She wasn't even fazed by Harry's lack of clothing. She and Liam had interrupted their parents' alone time far too many times for the sight to be a new one.

"Well, imp, let's see. Your mummy is pregnant and has a hard time sleeping because of it. Then there's the fact that your Aunt Hermione just had a baby, and your mummy used magic to help her. In other words, Mick, your mummy was really, really tired, and you woke him up before he was ready," said Draco reasonably. "Why don't you go help Liam wake up Grandpa Remi while I take a shower."

"But mummy's in there," protested Michaela.

"We'll share. Now go help Liam," said Draco firmly, ushering his daughter out of the room.

"Okay, daddy," pouted Michaela. As the door shut in her face, she stuck out her tongue and raced to her Grandpa Remi's room.

DHDH

After his long hot shower with Draco, which involved may kisses and touches, Harry finally felt well enough to visit the newest Zabini. He determinedly made the twins eat lunch before they left, feeling starved himself and eating two sandwiches. He needed more than sleep to refuel his body, and his shower excursions had only added to the need to refuel.

"Are we ready yet, mummy?" asked Liam, tugging on Harry's robes.

"Yeah, daddy, can we leave now?" asked Michaela, bouncing in Draco's arms.

"Okay, imps, let's go," said Draco, rolling his eyes in unison with Harry.

The Zabini's house was a veritable madhouse. Hermione's family was there, the Zabini family, the remaining Weasleys, Lucius, Severus, and Remus. Michaela and Liam immediately squealed and rushed to hug their favourite people while Draco went to socialize. Harry skipped the social niceties and went straight to Hermione's room to visit his best friend. When he entered the room, Hermione was sitting in the bed, leaning heavily against several pillows.

"How are you doing, Hermione?" asked Harry concernedly, kissing her on the forehead.

"I'm sore all over, but otherwise, I'm good," said Hermione, smiling tiredly at Harry.

"I can help with that," said Harry. He placed his hands on her belly and pushed his healing magic into her body, soothing the lingering soreness. "Feel better?"

"Much better. Thanks, Harry," she said gratefully. "You're back awfully soon, aren't you?"

"Blame the imps, as Draco has come to call them. They were too excited about meeting the baby to let anyone sleep for long," said Harry dryly. "Speaking of Draco, he's going to be upset when he realizes I'm gone. I didn't bother to greet anyone before coming up here. I'm just not a social creature like Draco and the twins." Harry suddenly cocked his head and turned towards the door. "And speak of the devil. I hear him calling now."

Hermione giggled at Harry's description of Draco and laughed even harder when she finally heard Draco calling his name a little way from the door. The door opened and Draco peered cautiously around the door. Seeing his elf sitting on the bed with Hermione, Draco finally entered the room.

"There you are," he said. "You didn't even stop to say hello to the Weasleys. Are you not feeling well?"

"I just wanted to check on Hermione and didn't feel like talking to anyone else," said Harry, shrugging his shoulders slightly. "Besides, I'm still a little tired and not really fit company."

"Do you need to go home? I can have father stay with the twins and drop them off on his way home," said Draco worriedly. His elf was a little pale and weary looking. He was also absently rubbing his swollen belly.

"No, I'll be fine," said Harry firmly. "Where is the newest Zabini anyway, Hermione?" he asked, turning to face Hermione again.

"Blaise has her, showing her off proudly to the guests," said Draco wryly. "He's already shoved her in my face three times, no offense, Hermione."

"None taken. He's just excited. He did the same thing with Micah, if you'll remember," said Hermione dryly. "Though, I actually think he's worse this time. He really wanted a little girl."

"Well, now that you're feeling better, I believe I'll go face the lions," said Harry resolutely, straightening his robes nervously. "Come on, Draco. I'm not facing them alone."

"Where's that Gryffindor courage, elf?" asked Draco teasingly.

"At home with my Gryffindor scarf and robes," said Harry with a straight face. "Besides, the sooner I face the lions, the sooner I get home, and the sooner I get to bed. And unless you want to sleep on the couch, I suggest you quit arguing and come on."

"By all means, let's face those lions together. There is safety in numbers, after all," said Draco jokingly.

DHDH

"Hiya, Harry. It's been a while since we've seen you," said George, throwing his arm across Harry's shoulders.

"Yeah, we've missed seeing our partner in crime," said Fred, flanking Harry's other side.

"Partner in crime?" asked Harry wryly. "What did you create this time?"

"Oh nothing major," said George.

"Just some Banshee Bubble gum. It just makes you scream everything you say," said Fred.

"I bet that gets annoying rather quickly," said Harry. He saw Charlie put a piece of candy into his mouth. After chewing for a few seconds, Charlie turned to speak to Severus. His skin had also turned a pale green.

"SEVERUS, DO YOU-" he started, cutting off the question quickly when he couldn't speak more softly. He turned and glared at the twins before storming out of the room.

"Why would you create a candy that causes you to scream?" asked Harry curiously. "You do know he's going to kill you when he realizes his skin is green, right?"

"Oh, it's great during funerals and recitals," said George. "Besides, he'll have to catch us to kill us."

"You are one twisted redhead, George," said Harry with a touch of awe. He blushed when his stomach suddenly growled loudly. "I guess that's my cue to leave."

"Nah, we've got something you can eat right here," said Fred, pulling out several brightly wrapped objects.

"Sorry, Fred, but I wouldn't eat anything you gave if my life depended on it right now," said Harry, rubbing his belly protectively. "I think I'll just grab Draco and the twins and head home."

"You are just no fun any more, Harry. That Slytherin has ruined you," said George mournfully. "He just sucked all the gullibility right out of you."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," said Harry teasingly. He hugged the twins one last time and went to find Draco.

"She was so pretty, mummy," said Michaela excitedly, fidgeting as Harry pulled her nightgown over her head. "Were we ever that tiny?"

"You both were even smaller than that," said Harry with a soft smile, remembering the twin's birth. "Twins are usually smaller than most babies because they have to share a womb, and a mummy's tummy can only get so big."

"Really? So me and Kayla really have know each since forever," said Liam in amazement.

"That's right, Liam," said Harry.

"I really like her name too, mummy," said Michaela enthusiastically. "Keegan is just so pretty."

"Girls think everything is pretty," said Liam disgustedly, quickly losing interest in the new baby. Girls that little were no fun at all. "Mummy, will you read us a bedtime story?"

"Sure, which story do you want me to read?" asked Harry, walking to the bookshelf.

"I want you to tell us how you defeated Voldemort," said Liam eagerly.

"I don't think you're ready for that story yet," said Harry. He quickly scanned the titles on the bookshelf and grabbed 'Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.' "How about this one instead?"

"No, mummy, we want the Voldemort story," said Michaela seriously. "Aunt Mi'ne told us some of it, and Grandpa Lucius told some. We want you to tell us the whole story."

"Fine, let's get comfortable then," said Harry, climbing onto the bed and settling the twins on each side. He smiled as they immediately cuddled close, placing a palm on his swollen belly. "Well, Samya was in the Forbidden Forest when he heard Voldemort's plan to poison Hogwarts food supply, and she came to warn me. I, of course, immediately warned Dumbledore, and we prepared for battle."

"Daddy was with you, right?" asked Liam eagerly.

"Yes, your daddy was with me," said Harry with a smile. "Well, you're daddy and grandpa's were very worried because I was pregnant with you two, and they didn't want anything to happen to me. I didn't want anything to happen to your daddy so I hit him with a sleep charm and hid him under the table."

"You hid daddy from Voldemort?" asked Michaela incredulously. "I bet he was really mad at you for that."

"He was," said Harry smugly. "I had out Slytherined the Prince of Slytherin." The twins burst into laughter at that because they knew how much their daddy prided himself on his Slytherin characteristics.

"Then what happened?" asked Liam fervently.

"Voldemort appeared in the Great Hall where we were trying to get the students to safety. Dumbledore had collapsed because old Snake Face had poisoned the wards. Voldemort boasted that the castle wouldn't be able to protect me, and I told him that I could protect myself. He'd tried several times already to kill me and hadn't succeeded so why should then be any different. He, of course, got angry and tried to hit me with the killing curse. I, however, had opened a portal behind him and was using wind to push him towards the portal. He did manage to get a cruciatus curse past my wind, but your Grandpa Lucius saved me, and then Grandpa Severus hexed Voldemort into the portal. Ryoku went into the portal to see what happened to him, and informed me that Voldemort had been eaten when he came back."

"And daddy was still asleep?" asked Michaela, yawning widely.

"Yes, I had to go wake him. He was very disappointed because he'd missed the entire battle," said Harry, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

"What happened then?" asked Liam, eyes closing sleepily.

"Then your daddy and I graduated and moved here. You were born in this house," said Harry, covering a yawn himself. When he didn't get the expected response, he glanced down at the twins and found them asleep with their heads pillowed against his belly. Harry didn't have the heart to move them, so he just settled more deeply into the bed and fell asleep.

Draco came into the room an hour later, searching for Harry, and smiled at the sight. He grabbed the camera and snapped several photos. Knowing Harry would wake uncomfortably if left alone, Draco carefully maneuvered Harry into his arms and carried him to bed, leaving the twins curled to together in Michaela's bed. He placed Harry gently beneath the covers and climbed in behind him, pulling his elf snugly into his arms.

"I love you, elf," he whispered into Harry's ear and fell asleep, only vaguely hearing Harry's sleepy, "Love you too, Dray."