Chapter 2
On The Talk of Babies...
September 13th, 2013,
Dear Diary,
Today saw Draco and I starting to prepare for Baby's arrival, although it started with experiencing my first symptom of being pregnant.
…
My stomach gurgled and I shot awake, hoping that it wasn't me about to be sick.
I sighed in relief, but got up to take a Gravol just in case, all natural, obviously. I wasn't taking any chances with my child.
My stomach growled again and now I knew it was from me being hungry.
I sighed in relief again, lying back down as Draco stirred.
"Han, you ok?" Draco asked.
I nodded. "Yeah." I said.
"Were you sick?" Draco asked.
I shook my head. "No. Just hungry." I said. "Took a Gravol just in case, though."
Draco got up and put on a shirt. "Alright." he said. "You want me to make breakfast?"
"No, I'll do it." I said, getting up and going down to the kitchen, grabbing a pan and almost instinctively holding my stomach as if the baby was about to be born any minute.
"What's the baby want?" Draco asked.
I grabbed some bacon, eggs and pickles.
"Pickles for the pregnant woman?" Draco laughed.
I nodded and grabbed one, biting into it and grinning. "What?"
"Does the baby like pickles or something?" Draco asked as I munched and cooked breakfast.
I cast him a look. "Well, yes." I said, feeling sort of bad. The baby was being called just that. The baby. That's it. We didn't know the gender yet, but still, it was almost as bad to me as calling the baby 'it.'
I ignored it, though, sitting down and munching on my pickles with my breakfast.
"Cravings…" Draco said. "Good to know. As long as you don't vomit on a regular basis, I think we might be having more kids."
I almost choked on my bacon. "Let's bring this kid into the world safe and sound first…before we start talking about having another, ok?" I asked, still shocked I was pregnant at all. I was so sure that after my now father-in-law, Lucius Malfoy had raped me so viciously, that the chances of me conceiving a baby were impossible.
Draco kissed my cheek. "Alright." he muttered as I munched on bacon.
"So, when are we going to look at cribs?" I asked as Draco and I finished.
"After breakfast, if you want." Draco said as he cleared the table.
"Alright, if you let me get changed, we can go now. Maybe stop at Starbucks and get a latte?" I suggested.
"Smart plan." Draco yawned. "Better you drink a French vanilla cappuccino or a double mocha frappe as opposed to binging on wine."
I grinned. "Well, come on." I said, hopping up and going to get dressed.
I put my jeans on and one of the long sleeved t-shirts I had bought on my last shopping trip with Sheila Alexander, Pansy Parkinson, Rose Yaxley and Monique Clearwater, the last one I had before getting pregnant.
I slipped my shoes on and went to the door before wrapping my warmest cloak around me and finding Draco out starting the car.
I went outside and Draco came and wrapped his cloak around me, putting me in the now warm car.
I sighed almost melting into the seat.
"Too much cold isn't good for you or the baby." Draco grinned at me.
I grinned back as Draco pulled back, my cell phone ringing.
"Hello?" I said, putting it on speaker.
"Hi, Hannah!" Draco's mother trilled on the speaker.
"Narcissa!" I grinned. "How are you?"
"Perfect!" Narcissa grinned. "Am I on speaker, is Draco there with you?"
"Hello, Mother." Draco said as I set the phone on the dashboard phone holster.
"Hello, my dragon!" my mother-in-law sounded exultant. "How are you and Hannah?"
"We're doing very well, Mother, thank you." Draco grinned, looking at me. "In fact, there's something that we need to tell you -"
"Draco!" I hissed.
"Oh?" Narcissa asked. "What's that?"
"Han, we have to tell her, she's my mother!" Draco muttered to me.
"I don't care, if I can't tell my brother, you can't tell your mother until we make our…B-A-B-Y…" I spelled out the words using sign language. "public at Christmas."
"Hannah, please, if we tell my mother, you can tell your brother." Draco sighed.
"Ok, ok…" I whispered. "But…" again, I spelt B-A-B-Y with sign language. "isn't something that can be told to your mother over the phone!"
"Ok, ok!" Draco said before turning to the phone. "Mother, we're going to be going through the neighbourhood, how'd you like it if we dropped by?"
"I'd love it!" Narcissa gushed. "How's three this afternoon sound?"
"Perfect." Draco grinned and put a hand on my stomach. "We'll see you at three. Give Mel my love for me."
"Of course." Narcissa said. "See you soon, Hannah."
"See you, Narcissa." I said before Narcissa hung up.
"I can't believe you!" Draco told me. "You wouldn't let me tell my own mother she was going to be a grandmother?! My mother!?"
"Draco, I thought we'd agree we'd only tell people when I was three months along in the event that I should miscarry!"
"I think that my mother deserved to know!" Draco growled at me.
"YOU WOULDN'T LET ME TELL HARRY!" I almost screamed.
"BECAUSE YOUR PARENTS AREN'T THAT EASY TO CONTACT TO TELL!" Draco shouted back.
"MY PARENTS ARE DEAD!" I cried, looking out the window. "DON'T TALK ABOUT THEM LIKE THEY LIVE IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE LIKE FESTER ADDAMS!"
"NO SHIT!" Draco shouted. "ITS NOT LIKE I WASN'T MARKED BY THE BASTARD THAT DID IT! AND YOUR PARENTS AREN'T FICTIONAL! THEY ARE TWO PEOPLE WHO WERE MURDERED BY SOMEONE WHO WANTED YOU DEAD!"
I was silent. Draco's shot at my parents hit my sweet spot. Tears sprang to my eyes, whether it was from what was being shouted at, the argument or the pregnancy, I didn't know, all I knew was that I was emotional.
Draco looked at me and pulled into the parking lot of the Starbucks "Hannah…"
I ignored him, trying to compose myself.
Draco touched my arm and rubbed it. "Han, I'm sorry…it's just, I felt like my mother needs to know this. I can understand you not wanting my father to know you're pregnant, but my mother…she's my mother, besides Mel, she's all the immediate family I have."
I shrugged. "I can get that, but Harry's all the family I've known…period. I only met Nona, Ace, Vanessa, Dmitri, Azalia, Athena, Emily and everyone just before we got married." I sniffed.
Draco touched my face and wiped my eyes. "I know, I know." Draco muttered, kissing my forehead. "I guess yelling at you wasn't the smartest thing to do in your condition."
I nodded and smiled.
"Damned mood swings. I guess it's better than morning sickness." Draco muttered.
"That makes two of us." I said with a grin as Draco got the wallet that his sister had made for him.
Draco laughed. "What d'you want?" he asked.
"French vanilla, of course." I said. "and a few biscotti? And chocolate chip cookies?"
Draco gave me a look.
"I'm pregnant, sue me." I said.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Be grateful you have a baby to feed right now." Draco nodded to my stomach and got out.
I grinned. "You know you love me!" I called out the window.
"CLOSE THE DOOR!" Draco shouted at me. "I just told you the cold's not good for you!"
I rolled my eyes and shut the door, rolling up the window and closing my eyes to listen to the radio.
Nyx chirped from her cage in the back, her signal she wanted to be let out.
"Hi, Nyx." I picked her up out of her cage and stroked her fur.
Nyx chirped and crawled up to my shoulder, burying herself in the crook of my neck and nipping my earlobe affectionately.
I grinned and pressed a kiss to Nyx's head as Draco came back in.
"Why'd you let the ferret out?" Draco asked, handing me my bag and cappuccino.
"Thanks. She wanted out." I told him, taking a sip as Nyx curled into herself and went to sleep.
"Nyx is such a Mummy's girl." Draco said, petting Nyx's tail. "I guess I'll just take the baby."
"No!" I said. "I got the baby. You can have the owls."
"The owls are always gone!" Draco whined.
"The cat, then."
"The cat's always asleep!" Draco whined more and crossed his arms.
"Oh, I guess I'm having my second baby!" I giggled.
Nyx stretched and jumped into Draco's lap.
"There, is the baby happy now that he has his bottle?" I asked in a mock baby voice.
"Shut up." Draco mumbled, driving back onto the road.
…
Finally I was able to get out of the car to look at furniture for the baby's nursery.
"Alright," Draco opened the door for me. "After you."
"Thank you." I said, stepping in.
Draco and I started looking around when a voice sounded behind us.
"Looking for something?"
I turned around and found not just a shop keep, but also an old acquaintance of mine. Malcolm Abernathy.
"Malcolm!" I said with a gasp.
"Hannah!?" Malcolm raised his eyebrows. "Bloody hell it's been two bloody years, h-how've you been?"
"Wonderful, thanks. How's Gordon and Piers?" I asked.
"Doing great, now have girlfriends and I've got my own betrothed like yours over there." Malcolm laughed.
I laughed with him. "Actually, Draco and I got married."
"Oh, right." Malcolm laughed. "Forgot Dudley showed me the wedding pictures. You looked amazing, by the way."
"Thanks." I laughed.
"So what can I do for you two?" Malcolm asked.
I grinned and blushed as Draco opened his mouth.
"Actually, we're setting up a nursery." Draco explained.
"Baby?" Malcolm asked me.
"First." Draco and I said together.
"Congratulations." Malcolm said. "So, depending on what colour the nursery will be, putting one of these cribs in the nursery would work wonders."
I looked to both cribs. One of which was a typical oak wood, a typical build, reminding me eerily of the crib I had slept in as a baby myself, nothing special, reinforced bars.
"But if your husband wants to spoil…" Malcolm showed us a crib that was made of mahogany, painted white and carved intricately with images of fairy tale characters.
"We can always change the colour of it." I said with a wink, tapping my wand and feeling the mattress, gasping. "That's soft."
"Down." Malcolm said, patting the rail and making it move up and down. "Keeps the baby warm in the winter and cool in the summer."
I nodded. "I love it!" I said, touching the railing. "Wait…how much?"
Draco looked at me. "Hannah, my love, you forget who your husband is!" he said before looking to Malcolm. "We'll take it."
Malcolm grinned as I took in the rest of the set. Again, mahogany painted white, with various forest scenes, fairies, pixies and some small bumblebees flying around, from the change table, to the bassinette and cradle.
"You go to the car." Draco said, kissing my forehead and giving me the keys. "Let me handle the business, dear."
I rolled my eyes and grinned, taking the keys and going out to the car and getting in, giving Nyx a handful of food and hearing whining.
I turned around and saw a little puppy, obviously a stray, shaggy and light brown and white, a Jack Russell Terrier. and looking at me with sad brown eyes.
"Awe!" I gushed. "Hi, sweetie, are you hungry?" I knelt down and touched its head.
It whimpered and looked at the cookie in my hand.
"Do you want this?" I asked, breaking off a piece of Draco's oatmeal raisin cookie and giving it to her.
The dog's tail started to wag and it sat down.
"Aw…how sweet." I said, giving the bit of cookie to it.
The dog's tail wagged faster as it wolfed down its treat.
"Aw…want in out of the cold? You want in out of the cold, buddy?" I opened the door.
The dog barked and jumped into my lap, letting me scratch it behind the ears as it curled up.
"Aw…you're lonely aren't you?" I asked, nuzzling into the dog's soft fur and finding that the dog was female. "You poor girl…scrounging for food and shelter." I scratched her ears. "I'll call you Pauper."
Pauper nudged my hand as Draco opened the trunk and setting boxes in with a flick of his wand, closing the door and getting in.
"What the hell is that?!" Draco asked as he started the car.
"It's a puppy." I said. "Poor little thing was watching me as I sat warm in here."
As I spoke, Pauper nudged into my coat and licked my neck.
"She was so hungry, wolfed down the bit of cookie I fed her." I grinned.
Draco looked at the dog and narrowed his eyes. "What if it has fleas? I don't want a flea-bitten mongrel in my house contaminating the nursery!"
"I'll bathe her." I said. "Maybe she has an owner. We should post some found dog signs around the city. Maybe the owner's frantic looking for her."
"Put it in the pound then." Draco said.
"Draco!" I said, picking Pauper up and holding her up. "How can you say no to those eyes?" I asked.
Draco looked at Pauper and his cold expression melted as he took the dog. "SHE'S SO PRECIOUS!" Draco gushed, scratching the dog behind the ears.
Pauper yipped and started licking Draco's face frantically.
"She likes you." I said with a grin.
"Oh, I love this little thing. Who's a good puppy? You're a good puppy!" Draco gushed and patted the dog, who had snuggled into Draco's cloak and went to sleep. "Oh, Han, let's keep her."
"If we don't get an owner to claim her, then we can keep her." I said with a giggle.
"Do you want to go for lunch before we go visit Mother?" Draco asked.
"Sure." I said with a grin.
"What do we want?" Draco asked, looking to my stomach.
I shrugged. "He's a fetus, I don't think he cares."
"McDonalds?" Draco asked.
"EW!" I shouted. "I'm not putting that slop of grease, fat and salt in my body, nor will I feed it to my child!" I crossed my arms.
"What, then?" Draco asked.
The taste of fish and chips hit my tongue. "Let's go back to the Manor. I've got a craving for fish and chips."
"You are so predictable." Draco laughed, rolling his eyes. "Even if I can't read your mind, I could tell you wanted something greasy."
"Not McDonald's." I said, uncrossing my arms. "I wanted something bad for me, not something that could be potentially lethal! Do you know how many calories are in a Big Mac?"
Draco shook his head. "In case you haven't noticed, Hannah, I have never read a nutrition facts label on a Big Mac, or anything from McDonald's. Or seen one for that matter."
"They're under the paper mats that are on the trays." I said, rolling my eyes. "Dudley brought them back to rub in my face on his fifth birthday when he went and Harry and I went to stay with Arabella Figg…yes, the Squib Arabella Figg."
Draco raised his eyebrows. "You read everything, don't you?"
I nodded. "It's me. You married the bibliophile." I smirked.
Draco patted my hand. "You're my bibliophile." he said.
I smiled as Draco took my hand, lacing our fingers together as my phone rang.
Digging it out with my left hand, I grabbed it and put it on speaker. "Hello?" I said.
"Hey, Mei-Mei…" Harry's voice rang on the other line.
"Harry!" I gushed happily. "How's wedding planning, Ge-Ge?"
"Going well…and I hate to say what I'm gonna, but I have no option, seeing as Ginny wants you as a bridesmaid…"
"WHAT!?" I asked excitedly.
"Damn it, Harry!" Ginny's voice shouted. "I was supposed to ask her! So…Hannah…?" Ginny spoke into the phone.
"Absolutely!" I gushed.
"So now that Hannah's a bridesmaid, thanks, Han!" Harry growled at me. "Malfoy…willyoubeoneofmygroomsmen?"
I squealed and Draco smirked. "Sure, Pothead." he said.
I smacked him in the arm. (thank Skinner we were at a stoplight.) "That's my maiden name, you know!"
"Not your name anymore." Draco pointed out.
"Fuck you." I said rolling my eyes.
"Not until later." Draco murmured as he drove.
I shuddered.
"OI! Save it for the bedroom, you two ferrets!" Harry shouted.
"Bite me!" I growled, Pauper waking up and growling into the phone.
"What the hell was that?" Ginny asked.
"Pauper." Draco stated.
"I get it!" Ginny growled. "My family isn't as rich as yours, Malfoy, I get it, I don't need anymore of your shit!"
"No, no, Ginny, we found a puppy, a Jack Russell terrier, we named her Pauper!" I said.
"Oh…" Ginny's embarrassment was audible. "I apologize."
"It's ok, I'll send you a picture." I said with a laugh.
Ginny giggled. "Ok, we have to go. Ron and Hermione are here."
"Tell them I said hi!" I said.
"We will." Ginny laughed before hanging up.
I looked to Pauper and patted her, causing her to lick my hand.
I grinned as Draco helped me out of the car to unlock the house as he brought in the boxes of furniture. "Remind me to put that together tomorrow."
"So long as I help." I said with a grin and I went into the Manor and dug around for the chips, if I wasn't in a hurry, I'd've made them from scratch, but me and the baby were hungry, I wasn't gonna wait.
I fried everything and flopped on the couch, putting my legs up as my cat, the one that Draco had given me when we were in fifth year, Hellion, hopped into my lap and curled up, purring.
"Hi, sweetheart." I murmured, stroking her fur with one hand and rubbing my stomach with the other, where in three months, I'd have a slight bump.
I grinned and stretched. Harry was gonna flip when I told him I was pregnant. When I had first told him we were getting married, his first assumption was that I was pregnant…at eighteen. Sure, right.
Narcissa's reaction was the same, too. She might have neutered Draco if I was pregnant before we got married. At least now she'll be happy instead of screaming about "What will the reporters say!?"
Then it hit me. When word got out I was pregnant, the Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly would have a heyday, starting a countdown until the baby's born, craning to catch glimpses of "the Drannah baby bump." and yes, even now Drannah was a big deal.
I almost groaned at the prospect of dealing with the presses of my pregnancy. I'd be even more popular in the wizard world than Kate Middleton was when she was pregnant.
Draco handed me lunch and sat with me. "So are we going to Mother's after?" he asked.
"Yeah, we'll go. Provided she swears to secrecy." I said. "I want to keep my somewhat normal life in tact for a while before we go public with me being pregnant."
Draco nodded. "Yeah, we all know that the Prophet and Witch Weekly prats will want first hand details on where the baby was conceived…"
"Where was he conceived?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I think it was that night we role played as Death Eater and Auror and swapped dominance halfway through…"
"No I think it was that quickie we had before the coven came over two weeks ago." I said.
"No, it was when we roll played." Draco said.
"Oh…oh, yeah, it was when we rolled played. You pulled out because the coven arrived early two weeks ago. Had a wank in the shower as I made snacks." I nodded. "You were right. My bad."
Draco smirked. "As always. Maybe for the next twelve weeks we can have a few thrill rides before I can't shag you anymore."
"And why's that?" I asked. "You don't want to make love to a woman who was pregnant?"
"No, no…" Draco massaged my shoulders. "Just until after the baby's born so we don't hurt the baby."
I sighed as I ate, letting my eyes close. Even now after two years Draco was a bloody wizard with his hands.
"Draco, I'm gonna fall asleep if you don't stop that." I murmured.
Draco smirked. "Just can't last, can you?" he muttered in my ear, kissing my neck. "Just have to pass out, don't you? Maybe that was my plan. Knock you out so I could do unspeakable things to you."
I shivered as Draco kissed down my neck, starting to unbutton my blouse.
"D-Draco…" I moaned when he fumbled with my bra. "We're supposed to meet your mother at three!"
"And it's quarter to twelve…we have loads of time." Draco purred between licking my lightning scar and tossing my bra free. "Don't fight it, love, in a few months we won't be able to do this at all with your belly in the way."
I shuddered again. "Ah, fuck it." I moaned, crashing my lips to his and ripping his shirt off.
"Ah, ah…" Draco muttered as I went for his pants. "This is the room reserved for company. We make love in the bedroom or the bathroom or the dungeon, Spitfire, you know better than that."
"Which is closer, then?" I muttered in between kissing him.
Draco moaned and hoisted me up. "Bedroom." he muttered, tangling his hands in my hair and stumbling into the bedroom without breaking the kiss, throwing me on the bed and tying me to the posts.
"D-Draco…" I whispered.
"Shh, Hannah…" Draco smirked at me, a teasing smirk playing on his face. "Now the Death Eater gets to play with his Auror like a cat with a mouse."
I gave a short aroused squeak.
…
I panted on top of Draco coated in a thin layer of sweat, my hair sticking to my back and forehead as I recovered from our "game." Let's just say the Auror got out.
"I need a shower." I said, starting to get up and grabbing my good bathrobe, the one I had gotten on my honeymoon in Italy (Rome and Venice to be exact.) along with one of the towels from the set I had got in Rome before stepping into the shower.
I sighed when I felt the hot water hit my skin as I grabbed my loofa and my Warm Vanilla Sugar body wash (I had graduated on to other Bath and Body Works products, although Secret Wonderland was still my favourite one for everyday use. Hey, telling your Godmother and your mother-in-law that you were pregnant was a special occasion, wasn't it?) and scrubbed myself, thinking.
I hoped I had a son. I hoped I had a miniature Draco, no matter how Bella Swan-ish that sounded. A little boy. A little boy that probably would have killed me had he have been conceived during the war. Faster than a scorpion…wait…scorpion…
I smirked as I dried myself off and dried my hair with my Necromancy and brushed my hair with my telekinetic powers as I rubbed my stomach. The only word I said was what my son's name would be should he have been a boy.
"Scorpius." I stated with a smile.
…
I had changed and now Draco and I were headed for Wiltshire and Draco's childhood home…the same Malfoy Manor that Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange tortured me in…
If it wasn't for the fact that now Narcissa had changed it from the dark, eerie Manor that it had been during the war to the warmer one that Narcissa took over when she became the lady of the house…well, mansion, I should say, I would have gulped. But now the drawing room had been redecorated to one more welcoming of guests, even the cellar that most of my coven were locked in became a place for Draco's sister Melody to play when she was at home.
Narcissa was waiting when Draco pulled in and parked. I was the first one to get out and embrace my mother-in-law.
"Hello, Hannah!" Narcissa gushed, hugging me tightly.
"Hi, Narcissa." I said with a smile as Narcissa kissed my forehead.
"Hello, Mother." Draco gave his mother a quick one armed hug and wrapped an arm around me.
"Well, come in, come in, you two!" Narcissa dragged us both in and into the sitting room. "Now, what was it you wanted to tell me?" she asked as she had a house elf get drinks.
"Nothing alcoholic, thanks, Narcissa." I said with a grin as I took a sideways glance at Draco, who nodded and smirked.
"Why?" Narcissa asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you driving Draco home?"
"You could say that." I said with a giggle. "Narcissa…you're gonna be the first to find out…" I started.
"I thought I was gonna tell her!" Draco said defensively.
"We'll tell her together." I said, patting Draco's leg
"Tell me what? What's going on? Don't tell me you two are moving!" Narcissa looked wide eyed.
"No, no, Narcissa, we're staying at our Manor." I told her, taking her hands and beaming.
"Then what is it!?" Narcissa started to panic.
"Mother…" Draco started.
"Narcissa…" I almost started crying, tears welling at the corners of my eyes. "Narcissa, I'm pregnant."
Narcissa just went white and gasped before she shot up and started crying, squeezing me tightly.
"No wonder you're glowing!" she gasped, eyes welled with tears. "I thought Draco brought you here with a fever!"
"Never, if she was ill, I'd be there taking care of her, not bringing her here." Draco wrapped an arm around me, kissing my forehead and rubbing my stomach.
Narcissa took my hands and kissed my cheeks. "You're beautiful pregnant, sweetheart." she whispered to me.
I smiled. "Thank you." I whispered.
"Your mother would be ecstatic." Narcissa said, kissing my cheeks.
I smiled and instantly thought of my mother. My mother who experienced the joy of a full pregnancy, my mother who only got one year of experience of the joy of motherhood. Now I was curious.
"Narcissa…" I started. "Did my mum ever tell you about when Harry and I were born?" I asked, just out of curiosity.
"She didn't need to tell me, sweetheart. I was there." Narcissa smiled and patted the spot next to her. "Sit down, you two, I think it's time I told you the story."
…
Flashback
Narcissa's POV
An owl flew in as Lucius departed for the Dark Lord's hideout. I grabbed it and opened it, finding my best friend's writing staring back at me, my full term pregnant best friend:
Cissa…James took me to the hospital…it's time.
instantly I knew. It was time. The twins were being born. I was the only one besides James who knew the gender of the twins, but I had grabbed Draco just as I was getting my cloak on.
I left the Manor with Draco in his carseat and Disapparated to Lily's Muggle hospital from her youth, where James was waiting for me.
"Congratulations, Potter…or should I say Daddy?" I asked.
"Thanks, Narcissa." James grinned and lead me into the room, where Lily was connected to a fetal heart monitor.
"Hey, Cissa." Lily smiled at me and beckoned me closer to her side as she held her round stomach.
"Hey, Lily." I sat with her and touched her stomach, grinning at James.
"C-Can I know what I'm having now?" Lily asked hopefully.
I grinned and looked to James. "Tell her what one baby is." I said.
"Lily, you're having a little boy…" James kissed his wife's forehead.
I smiled. "And a little girl."
Draco screamed and I picked him up, giving him his bottle as Lily started crying.
"Who knows?" she sniffed. "Maybe…we could be in-laws."
I grinned. "Maybe, if we force your daughter and my son together." we both started laughing.
Lily smiled. "Cissa, go, I don't want you to see me like this." she said.
"I'm not going anywhere. I promised I'd be here when you delivered, and I'll be here when you deliver." I said.
Lily smiled wider. "You really are my best friend." she said before grunting, her face screwing up with pain. "Contraction."
…
Six hours later, as I was getting myself a snack for me and Draco, James came to me.
"It's time, she's ready to deliver." he said, eyes almost glowing with excitement.
I grinned and took Draco back into Lily's room to hold her hand with one arm and support Draco on my hip with another.
"Ok, Lily, push." I said as I watched my best friend deliver her own child into the world.
Five minutes of pushing and there was blood and a loud scream.
"It's a boy!" the doctor cried with a grin as she held up a small infant with unruly black hair, sticking up even with the amniotic fluid in his hair.
The doctor passed off the boy to her nurse team before paling, getting the fetal heart monitor. "It seems your daughter's being a little stubborn."
Lily paled. "Is she ok?" I asked.
"She should be, but her heart rate's going up, she's struggling." the doctor grabbed an oxygen mask. "We'll put you on oxygen to lower her heart rate, if we can't, we'll have to proceed with an emergency C-section."
The baby started screaming and James took him. "Hi, Harry…" he grinned as Lily smiled.
"Harry…" Lily said, reaching for him. "Give him to me."
James grinned. "Harry James…" he smirked. "Wait till I tell Padfoot and Moony that I'm finally a father."
Lily smiled and held her son, who looked at Draco with piercing green eyes like Lily's and narrowed his eyes, as if he could sense something about Draco that I didn't see.
…
After twenty four hours, there was still no sign that the girl was ready to come out, so they tried to get Lily to walk with James.
Draco until then had been napping, but suddenly, he was awake and screaming as if someone was killing him.
I tried everything, rocking him, bouncing him, giving him his pacifier, giving him his bottle, even giving him his Nona didn't help. He was screaming at the top of his lungs and was crying so hard I thought something was horribly wrong, as if something bad was going to happen.
And almost as if he was a Seer, James came running. "Cissa! The placenta…it detached!"
I went white. Now Lily wasn't going into an emergency C-section…she was going into an urgent C-section!
I ran towards the operating room as James went in, I just wanted to look through the window and cry for my best friend and her daughter.
But Draco's screaming had me with other plans. I was stuck in the waiting room trying in vain to soothe my son.
…
Fifteen minutes later, James came in, the scrubs he was in covered in blood as he shook his head.
"James, what is it?" I asked, standing up and shouting over Draco's screaming.
"She's here…but…" James looked ready to cry. "they say that she won't survive the night and…Harry…Harry stopped breathing."
I went white. "How's Lily?"
"Recovering in her room." James swallowed. "She came around long enough to see our daughter before they took her to the NICU. She wants you to meet her before she…"
I stood up and followed James into the NICU, leading me to the single bassinette that was shrouded with machines that were used to keep the little human inside alive.
I stepped forward and looked into the cradle with a Draco that was now not screaming, but crying.
Inside the bassinette was a chalk white little girl, shaggy raven hair covering all of her head, eyes shut and her body was still.
I almost cried, her face most resembling Lily's, but her hair colour was James's.
"Lily decided on one of two names to put on the gravestone." James said, voice cracking. "We decided on either Guinevere or Electra."
"Electra Guinevere sounds nice." I said, almost in tears that such a beautiful baby would not be able to grow up.
Draco whined, reaching for the baby. I was hesitant, the baby was fragile, even a baby a month older than her could kill her faster.
Draco's whining turned to a scream when I pulled him back, Draco holding onto the bassinette and looking at Electra.
I grinned. "I guess I can let you touch her." I said, laying him with her.
Draco put his arm around the baby and shut up, finally relaxing and going to sleep.
Having no other alternative, I had to leave Draco with the doomed infant, maybe she'd be happier dying with two babies holding her, her brother laying with her connected to machines as well.
…
We waited the night for me get Draco and pry him from her body. We waited for the doctor to tell the Potters and I that Electra was dead and they were trying to revive Harry.
Lily was crying all night, blaming herself for not getting a C-section sooner as I consoled her.
James was crying all night, the prospect of losing his only daughter coming onto him late in the night.
But we didn't expect what the doctor was saying, or that the doctor was carrying Draco and Electra.
"Whose little boy is this?" the doctor asked.
"That's my son." I said, standing.
She handed Draco back to me. "Your son has a gift." she said. "Around midnight, all we heard was little Electra struggling for life, then the room glowed green, and the next we heard, there was screaming from Electra, then from Harry."
Lily broke down and dissolved into tears again. "My baby's alive!?" James asked.
The doctor smiled and handed James his daughter. "Both twins started with nice healthy screams."
James went pale. "Lily…look at Electra…"
James handed Lily Electra and Lily gasped as a small smile crept along Draco's face.
"Cissa, look!" Lily showed me and I gasped.
Electra's eyes glowed red.
"Electra…her eyes…"
Lily stopped me when the thunder, lightning and rain that had been going on all night finally stopped and a streak of sunlight shone through the curtains.
"Her eyes…they're horrify -" Lily started before gasping with me and James standing behind me.
There laid Electra, her eyes going from the angry shade of blood red and becoming a calm shade of blue and mixing with grey.
We gasped as Draco gave a laugh, little Electra giving a shriek and giggle. "Her eyes…they're gorgeous!"
Electra beamed and Lily stopped.
"I don't think that Electra suits her anymore." Lily said, James nodding. "God's let us keep our baby…he graced us with this beautiful little baby…"
"And a proper name for her would be…?" James asked.
"Hannah." I said. "It means God has graced me with child."
"Lillian after her mother." James stated.
"Isabella after your mother." Lily said.
"And Marie to tie it all together." I said, touching the shaggy raven hair of little Hannah.
Hannah cooed and reached for the brother in James's arms.
James grinned. "Little Hannah." he laughed, bouncing his son.
Hannah's cooing stopped and she glared, eyes going red as she screamed. "BABA!"
It was as if the good in her went bad and she became a little demon, her eyes went back to the red shade she was born with and the fireplace in Lily's room erupted into flame, the thunder started to roll back in.
"Give her Harry, James!" Lily pleaded.
James nodded and set Harry in Lily's arms.
The fire dulled and the thunder stopped, Hannah's eyes returning to normal as she relaxed, curling into her brother and going to sleep.
"She's possessed…" James said.
"Oh, no she's not." Lily smiled. "She's…she's a Necromancer. Did you see the eyes…metallic blue eyes are significant to the Necromancer's gene that Andromache Ravencroft had."
Lily looked at her daughter with a complete opposite reaction her husband had. James had a complete shock, disbelief "my daughter is a spawn of Satan." look.
But Lily's look was one of joy as she cradled her babies to her chest, paying a little extra attention to Hannah than to Harry.
…
Draco and I were speechless when Narcissa finished her story. Eyebrows raised, we looked to each other.
"You mean to tell me, Mother…" Draco started. "that if it wasn't for me…Hannah wouldn't be here at all?"
Narcissa nodded. "I had known about your earth affinity from the moment you were born. I just couldn't tell your father, your father would have sent you to the orphanage and rape me the instant you were gone…yes, Draco, you are the product of your father raping me."
I gasped and Draco just looked at his mother with pure disbelief. "I…you mean…I'm a rape baby?!" Draco gasped. "But…but why…" Draco looked almost ready to pass out. "why didn't you just get rid of me? Abortion, adoption…anything?"
"If I aborted you, my family wouldn't let me live it down, I had to give birth to you to attain your father's wealth should he be killed or imprisoned…and as for adoption…just the way you looked at me when you were born…I fell in love with you. And I couldn't let you be brought up or raised anywhere but with me, otherwise, you would have went to Lily and James and I would have said you were stillborn, because your father wasn't in the delivery room."
I wrapped my arms around a still pale and almost shaking Draco, rubbing his arms and hushing him.
…
Finally, Draco calmed down and was able to drive us back to the Manor in time for bed, as Draco showered and got in bed, I got out the baby diary and started to write:
Week 2, Day 1
September 13, 2013
Today we invested in furniture for Baby when he arrives and told Narcissa about the pregnancy. In the same day Draco received two surprises, both good and bad. The first surprise was the stray dog I found outside the shop today as Draco paid for the furniture, which we named Pauper (until such a time when Pauper's owners would be found.) and that Draco was a product of lust…not love.
Yes, Draco was a product of Lucius Malfoy raping his mother, as was little Mel Malfoy. (not that I mind. If it wasn't for Lucius Malfoy raping Narcissa, Draco would never have been born and I wouldn't even be alive.) But I do feel bad for Draco, he's been in shock all evening after we left his old childhood home.
My poor husband, this must be so much to ingest for him. On top of a baby on the way, I wonder if he'll crack under the pressure.
But this is my wonderful husband I'm talking about, I know he'll survive. He's been through worse, in many more ways than one.
It's almost impossible to stay awake to write this very sentence, I'm nodding off over the page, I'll wrap up quickly before stowing this journal away. Another week of pregnancy due to begin…I wonder what this week will bring. Hopefully good things. Fingers crossed.
Expectant mother Hannah Malfoy.
