Chapter 3

Christmas in the Malfoy Home

December 23rd

Its been four months since I found out I was pregnant and now I feel safe telling my circle of friends that I am pregnant. Truthfully, the only one who was entitled to know and who found out first was Ginny. She took her bridesmaids (Hermione, Luna Lovegood, Sheila and me.) for selection when I pulled her aside.

"Alright, Ginny, there's something that you have to know." I said.

"What is it?" Ginny raised an eyebrow and tossed some of her ginger hair back. "Something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong, I'm just letting you know that my dress might need to be refitted a couple times before the wedding." I told her.

"Why?" Ginny asked. "If you think you're fat, you could always diet until the wedding."

"No, no, Ginny…" I said, leading her into the hallway to talk to her. "Listen, Draco and I meant to talk to you and Harry sooner, but with everything going on with the wedding and preparing and everything -" I started stuttering.

"Oh, Han, just tell me already, what is it?" Ginny asked.

I took a deep breath. "Ginny, I'm pregnant." I told her.

Ginny gasped and squealed, throwing her arms around me. "Congratulations!" she whispered. "Oh, wait until I tell Harry this!"

"No, Ginny, I'm telling everyone else at Christmas, the only reason I told you was so you didn't get mad at me if I don't fit into my dress."

"Alright, alright, I won't tell him. So how's the suite for us coming in the Manor?" Ginny asked.

I smiled. "Going well, still plenty of room for you, Harry, and my future nieces and nephews and still plenty of room for Draco, me and our children." I held my stomach and laughed. "What's Harry doing with Grimmauld Place?" I asked.

"He's using it as a vacation home." Ginny said. "You know, if we have to go into London, we'll have a place to stay instead of at a hotel. We're bringing Kreacher with us. Is that alright?"

"Of course, we'll need a bit of house elf help once I bring Baby number one into the world." I said, putting a hand on my stomach and laughing.

Ginny grinned and took us into the dress shop with the others.

So now is Christmas time, the last Christmas I'll ever have without kids running around the Manor excitedly waiting for Father Christmas.

"HANNAH! HURRY UP!" Draco screamed from downstairs.

"KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON!" I shouted back before turning back to my diary.

Draco's screaming at me to hurry my pregnant ass up to help decorate the downstairs for Christmas Eve. Better update my baby journal later.

I grabbed the tinsel and green and silver garlands and raced downstairs, starting to decorate the hand railing down from the upstairs.

"DRACO! WHERE'S THE DAMNED TAPE!" I shouted.

"Keep your pants on, it's coming!" Draco shouted, tossing the tape up to me as I wrapped the garland around the railing, going all the way down and jumping.

"Mind your stomach, love!" Draco said, catching me and kissing my temple.

I placed a hand on my stomach, I was definitely starting to show. It was almost impossible to hide my stomach from my family and friends. Thankfully, I had a few baggy maternity clothes that I could wear.

"Hurry and get that done, we have an appointment." Draco said as I strung up garland and tinsel around the mantel of the fireplace.

I grinned. "Finally, I'll get to settle this bet. Remember, loser washes dishes from Christmas dinner." I said, placing a hand on my stomach. "If it's a boy, you do dishes, if it's a girl, I do dishes."

Draco smirked. "And if it's both?" he asked.

My heart skipped a beat. "If I'm having twins, like that's likely, and their mixed gender, then we'll hock off the responsibility on Harry and enjoy a glass of wine."

"A glass for you, Hannah." Draco said.

"No, I was gonna binge while I'm pregnant. Skinner, Draco, you act as if I'm an irresponsible parent!" I said sarcastically.

Draco laughed and grabbed the keys. "Come on, we'll set up the tree when we get back. Nyx, watch the Manor."

"Yeah, trust the house to the ferret!" I said as I got my cloak and boots on, minding my stomach as I got into the already preheated truck as Draco locked up, bringing Pauper under his arm, dressed in a Santa suit.

"Draco!" I groaned. "The poor dog shouldn't go around looking like that, she looks like a fool!"

"She's not a fool!" Draco snapped back, picking Pauper up and kissing her snout. "She's my little princess! Who's my little Santa puppy?"

"Who's got two thumbs and is getting further along in her pregnancy while you're making kissy-face with a dog?" I asked, jerking two thumbs to myself. "This girl. Get in the car."

"Someone's hormones are raging." Draco said, setting Pauper in the back and getting in.

"I'm pregnant, sue me!" I said with an eye roll, putting a hand on my stomach and going white. "Holy crap, I can already feel him kicking!" I said.

Draco instantly set a hand on my stomach and smiled. "That's my little girl."

"Draco, that's my Scorpius!" I said.

"No, Hannah, that's my little Hailey!"

"If my baby is a girl, I think there's something else we could name her besidesHailey!" I said.

"Oh? Such as?"

"Ramona." my voice broke as I looked out the window. "If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here."

Draco grinned and squeezed my hand. "I was joking. I was really thinking Harley."

I looked to him. "Harley?"

"Yeah. Harley Quinn."

I grinned. "Harley Ramona Quinn Malfoy." I almost smiled. "That's got a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

Draco smirked. "Yes. Yes it does, Mrs Malfoy."

I giggled. "Again, that still needs a little while to get used to."

"We'll have a while." Draco repeated, sounding eerily like he did on our wedding night.

I smirked and kept my hand on my stomach as I kept myself distracted from the thoughts of Christmases ahead, with my son or daughter running around the house, jumping on the bed and shouting for Draco and I to get up to open presents.

"Holy Skinner, that's cold!" I yelped.

Two hours later I was lying on the table, gel on my stomach as I got my first ultrasound.

"Must be." Draco muttered.

"You try being me right now." I said as the computer turned on.

I looked up excitedly and heard a mixture of odd sounds.

"Hmm, interesting, very interesting." the woman that was working the computer raised an eyebrow. "Mrs Malfoy, you said you were a twin, right?"

I nodded. "Yes…why? What's up?"

"I hear two heartbeats."

Draco went white. "Two?" he asked. "As in…twins?"

She nodded and I went wide eyed. "History repeats itself. Well…gender?" I asked.

"We have a bet going that we want to settle." Draco explained as the nurse laughed.

"Believe me, first time parents always have the bets going. You're not the only ones." she laughed and switched on the dashboard before smiling. "I guess whoever said one of each wins."

Draco and I looked to each other and grinned. "HARRY DOES THE DISHES!" we said together as Draco looked to the nurse.

"Do you think we could get some pictures?" Draco asked. "We want to surprise her brother when he comes over tonight with his fiancée."

"Of course." the nurse laughed and started to print the pictures off. "Brother doesn't know yet?" she asked me.

I nodded. "That explains a lot. Why I'm so bloated already." I said.

Draco grinned as I started to sit up, wiping my stomach. "So I guess we have a son and a daughter waiting."

Draco smirked and kissed my forehead. "I guess your brother's on dish duty tomorrow night." he muttered.

I smiled and rubbed my stomach contently as I got the pictures of my children, a set of copies for Harry, a set of copies for the baby album.

I smiled as Draco brandished the baby book in the air. "Want to set it up when we get back?" he asked.

I nodded. "Sounds like a plan." I said as I got in the car, holding my slight bump.

Draco kissed me quickly and drove as I looked through them.

It was easy to tell that the one in the foreground was my son, both arms around the other little body that was growing inside me, my daughter…little Harley.

"The little Hellion more like." Draco muttered, having heard me mutter about the little Harley in my stomach. "If she'll be anything like her mother."

"Oh, Draco, shut up." I said with a roll of my eyes.

"If we're calling her Harley Ramona Quinn, she should either be a Hellion, a Necromancer or just plain bat shit crazy like our Ramona was."

"That bat shit crazy woman saved my life!" I pointed out as I looked to the new page of the baby book, the one opposite the photos taken the day I found out I was pregnant (consisting of the test strip I had used. I know, we're weird people.) and starting to set up two new pages, one for Scorpius and one for Harley.

"Should we start designing the twins' nurseries?" I asked, grabbing my sketchbook.

"I say we should." Draco nodded. "Do you want them to have two separate nurseries for the night and one nursery for a playroom or one nursery for two of them?"

"Let's have two separate nurseries and then design a playroom." I said. "Maybe have a theme?" I asked.

"We'll talk about it later, Hannah." Draco said. "Let's worry about the nurseries for now. For example, I want Scorpius -"

"wait…how'd you guess I wanted to name our son Scorpius?" I asked.

Draco smirked. "I guess great minds think alike, don't they?"

I grinned with him. "Very well, proceed." I told him.

"I want Scorpius's room to be hockey and Quidditch."

"Sure." I said with a smirk. "But Harley's bedroom gets to be how I want it to be." I stated proudly.

"Fine, fine." Draco said with a grin. "Say, do you still have those jerseys I gave you? Maybe those would look alright in my nursery."

"You can have some of my framed jerseys, but my autographed Skinner is mine, take it and you never get to give your daughter away, got it?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

Draco nodded. "Yes, love." he said as he pulled back into the Manor. "Come on, we'll get the tree up before we start wrapping."

I grinned and went into the house, grabbing my wand and opening the basement door. "Accio tree!" I said, Draco taking the tree and putting it into the stand that I had gotten.

I stood there watching Draco set it up. "What can I do?" I asked innocently.

"Go make some popcorn." Draco said simply. "We can thread it."

I grinned and ran into the kitchen, grabbing the pan and some popcorn, dumping some in and covering the pan as I scatted along with Benny Goodman's All the Cats Join In.

"If you wanna join the games while they're at their best, and meet a couple of future dates, well, roger, I suggest! Hop, in the old jalopy and head for the malted shop and all the cats join in. Down, the record level's up, one banana split and all the cats join in. just drop your jacket on the old jukebox, play your favourite disk, when you dance with the Bobbi socks, you dance at your own risk! Rip, everyone's swinging, sing, till the rafters ring and all the cats join in."

I got the popcorn ready, still scatting along and flopped on the couch. "What now?" I asked.

"Make the garland for the tree, smart ass." Draco called from out the window as he put up Christmas lights.

I ran outside, taking my cloak and drawing it to me. "Be careful, Draco!" I called out.

"Please, Hannah, I've done this Christmas light set up for two years now, I think I know what I'm doing!" Draco called down.

"Please don't fall, Draco, I don't want this Christmas tainted with you being hospitalized for broken bones, especially if we're going to tell everyone I'm pregnant!" I shouted.

"Say it a little louder, Hannah, I don't think the neighbours heard you!" Draco shouted.

"Draco, the only neighbours we have are an hour away, we're in the middle of nowhere, we have forest in the back and a small rural road in the front, very few people come this way to visit, so calm down, no one will know until we tell everyone!" I called up.

"Hannah, love, I'm almost done here, get inside out of the cold. How many times must I tell you that this weather isn't good for you or the twins!?"

I went inside and curled up by the fire, grabbing a needle and thread and resorting myself to the chores of a common housewife and threading the garland, munching on the popcorn I had popped for the other bowl, buttered and salted strictly for eating. (hey, I got away with it, I was pregnant.)

Once I was done stringing, I put the garland up and sighed, grabbing my sewing and starting to make blankets for when the twins were born, humming along with the Muppets' Christmas Carol as Draco came in.

"Garland looks wonderful, love." Draco ripped his scarf off and kissed my temple.

"Thank you. You have no idea how irritating it was to get it done." I rolled my eyes. "Bloody well pricked myself a few times for it."

Draco grinned and kissed my fingers. "I'll go get the box, you put on Beauty and the Beast, you know the one."

I nodded and got out, Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas and put it in as I opened the box, Draco putting the old artificial tree in place, grabbing the original garland and stringing it up as Draco untangled the lights.

"To think, next year we'll have to bring everyone over sooner to help with the twins while we do this." I said as I strung my popcorn garland. "Popcorn me." I said, opening my mouth.

Draco fed me some popcorn. "Yeah, that or the kids will already be crawling around and ripping off the ornaments." Draco muttered. "Help me with the lights."

I grabbed the lights and arranged them around so that they were equal all the way around the tree as I started hanging up baubles.

"What the hell is this!?" Draco asked, holding up an old gingerbread man that I had made in kindergarten.

"I made that when I was five." I said. "Uncle Vernon broke it and I found it before I went on the run during the war and repaired it, you've seen it on the tree the coven had while we were all in exile!"

"Oh, yeah, I thought Mel made that." Draco said as the doorbell rang.

Pauper started to bark.

"Pauper!" I shouted, running into the hall and opening the door, finding Narcissa with Mel.

"Happy Christmas!" Mel chimed, running in. "DRACY! I'M HERE!"

"Is that my Mel Bell!?" Draco shouted, running into the hall. "MEL!" he shouted, hoisting her up and hugging her tightly.

"My Dracy!" Mel squeezed her brother,

"Come on, Mel Bell," Draco carried Mel into the living room. "Got Beauty and the Beast on."

Mel squealed and sat on Draco's lap as I finished decorating the tree.

"Did you tell Mel the news yet?" I asked as I hung up the decoration Narcissa had made for the first Christmas after Draco and I were married.

"Not yet. I wanted Draco to tell her himself. Speaking of which, Draco!" Narcissa snapped at her son, making him jolt. "You think that your wife should be doing everything in her condition!?"

"I'm with my sister!" Draco protested.

"Draco Lucius, I will not have my daughter in law being subjected to everything to get ready for family coming over, get off your backside and help her!"

Draco groaned. "I'll help!" Mel shot up and hung up baubles with me, Draco sighed and came up to help.

"Shit, the cookies." I said, getting up and going into the kitchen.

"NYX, HELLION, GET DOWN!" I shouted, shooing them off the counter, putting a mitt on and taking out the cookie sheets. "Mel, would you like a cookie!?" I called.

Mel came running in. "Yes, please!" she said.

"Draco, be a love and get her a glass of milk." I said as I put a few cookies aside for Mel and setting the rest on the cooling rack for the night after. "Careful, sweetie, they're hot."

Mel sat up on the barstool and munched on her cookies. "Thank you." she said.

"Did you tell her yet?" I asked Draco, placing a hand on my belly as I grabbed a cookie.

"Hannah, you should cut down on the cookies, they're going straight to your tummy." Mel stated.

"I'll take that as a no." I muttered, blushing. "Do I really look fat?"

"Of course not." Draco kissed my forehead and looked to Mel. "Mel, listen, there's something I have to tell you."

"What is it, Dracy?" Mel whimpered, looking scared.

"It's ok, honey, it's ok, I just want you to know that Hannah isn't piling on the cookies." Draco set Mel in his lap.

"Then why does she look so fat?" Mel asked.

"See!" I stated.

"Hannah, you're not fat, shut up." Draco gave me a look. "The reason why Hannah's got a belly is because…you're getting a niece and a nephew."

"She's pregnant!" Mel stated, shooting up and looking at me. "I'm so sorry." she blushed.

"It's ok." I said, munching on my cookie as Narcissa screamed.

"TWINS!?" Narcissa squealed.

Draco and I nodded and Narcissa hugged me, kissing my forehead.

"Boy and girl." I said as I hugged my mother-in-law.

"Two in one sitting!" Narcissa squeezed me again.

"Draco, be a love and take your mother's bag up to her room." I said as I hugged Narcissa, giving her a cookie as I kept a hand on my stomach, feeling the twins kicking.

"Are the twins kicking?" Narcissa asked.

I nodded, placing her hand on my stomach with a shy grin.

Narcissa beamed when she felt her grandchild kicking. "Your mother would be so proud." she said.

I nodded and smiled sadly. That was the one thing that upset me. My mother and father would never see my kids.

Narcissa hugged me, reminding me of my wedding day, when she had before I walked down the aisle. "I know it's hard, knowing that your mum will never see your kids grow up."

I sniffed and smiled. "I know." I composed myself. "But at least the twins won't be brought up in exile, scared for their lives. I'll make sure that they have their parents growing up. I'm not letting my daughter be brought up by a man like Vernon Dursley."

Narcissa smiled. "That's the spirit, sweetheart." she kissed my forehead as Pauper bounded in, barking.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "What is it, girl?"

Pauper just hopped in spot and ran towards the back door.

"I think she wants us to follow her." I said, running to the back door.

Outside were two dark silhouettes of small bundles of fur.

Narcissa and I gasped and I reached for the dagger (which was the dagger of Salazar Slytherin.) that I kept in my boot at all times. "Wolves." I said. "Stand back, Narcissa." I opened the door.

"No, Hannah." Narcissa handed me my thick cloak. "Draco will kill you if you go out like that."

I nodded and swathed myself in the warmth of the faux fur cloak, going outside, dagger in hand to slit the wolves' throats.

I gasped and dropped my dagger when the "wolves" came into view.

"Narcissa!" I shouted, getting to my knees.

The "wolves" were two husky puppies, a male and a female, the male holding the female by the scruff of the neck, trying to drag her into a set of bushes.

I gasped again when I saw the female. She looked as if she had gotten into a fight with a raccoon. She was covered in blood and barely conscious.

I turned around. "Narcissa, get sheets, blankets, a hot water bottle, two wrapping paper tubes, gauze, the first aid kit and Draco, fast! They're puppies and one's hurt!"

Narcissa went running and I went into the house briefly, getting something for the poor starving male to eat.

"It's ok…" I murmured, taking my cloak off and swathing both huskies in them to warm them up, reaching out to give the male some carrot. "It's ok, I won't hurt you…"

The male sniffed at the carrot in my hand and nibbled some, licking my hand.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you two." I said as Narcissa came back, Draco grabbing my cloak and swathing it around me.

"Step aside, let me see it." Draco bent down as I covered my mouth, eyes welled with tears. Any animal injured was enough to drive me into hysterics. I just hoped to God that Draco was able to get her stabilized, that he was able to handle injuries like this.

Draco laid a thick blanket down and swathed the little pup in it, dressing the wounds and picking her up. "Mother, bring in the other puppy, I'm putting her by the fire and calling the vet."

"I'll take -" I started.

"NO!" Draco looked to me. "You can't carry a husky puppy in your condition, do you know how much they'll weigh!?"

I nodded, picking up my dagger and going into the Manor, closing the door as Draco set the puppies by the fire, taking my cloak and wrapping blankets around me.

"Come on, get by the fire." Draco led me into the living room and sat me by the fire, in his lap as I watched the male whine and lick the female's ears.

"Will she be ok?" I whispered.

Draco shrugged. "Only the vet will know for sure, he's on the way." Draco rubbed my arms.

The male puppy looked up at me, eyes big and blue and sad.

"Come here." I opened my arms for him as Mel ran in, gasping.

"Puppy!" she knelt down with the female, gently petting her as the male hopped into my lap, curling into me, whimpering.

"Shh, it's ok, she'll be fine." I whispered, petting his fur. "Where's your home?" I asked.

The puppy howled and my heart shattered, I buried my face in the fur of his neck. "Poor baby!" I sobbed, scratching his ears.

Draco stroked my hair and hushed me. "It's ok."

The puppy sat on Draco's arm, looking at me fall apart at the sight of a dying animal at my hearth, licking the tears off my face and nuzzling into my collarbone.

I calmed down and let myself relax, closing my eyes.

"She wouldn't be crying so much if it wasn't for the pregnancy. Her hormones are raging and her maternal instinct is starting to kick in." Draco muttered as I drifted off.

"So she'll be ok?" Narcissa murmured from the kitchen.

"Yeah, thank God, I don't think Hannah would've taken it." Draco muttered. "She's been getting increasingly maternal lately."

"It's psychological. It's her mind preparing her for motherhood." Narcissa muttered. "She'll be fine after the twins are here."

"She'll be ok, she just needs to sleep." Draco said. "She'll be fine tomorrow. Go put Mel to bed."

I heard a soft snore in the distance and I instantly knew that Mel was out for the count. "I'll see you tomorrow, Draco." Narcissa muttered.

"Goodnight, Mother." Draco said. I stirred long enough to watch Draco hug his mother before she carried Mel upstairs for bed.

I pretended to be asleep as Draco picked me up and carried me up to bed.

I "stirred" when I felt my head flop forward. "Hmm?" I muttered.

"Hey." Draco smirked.

"Is…is the puppy ok?" I asked, going wide eyed.

"She'll be perfectly fine. Just take her in in January and the vet will completely repair her paw and haunch." Draco ruffled my hair. "She's up in our bed sleeping right now."

I smiled as the male ran ahead of Draco, yapping happily as he hopped onto our bed with his sister and Pauper.

Draco and I laid in bed, Draco's arm around me, my hand at my stomach and the male puppy sniffing Pauper. "If they're gonna stay here, they're gonna need names." Draco told me.

"What if they have an owner?" I asked.

Draco smirked. "They're scruffy, starving, parched and almost dead…they're strays. No one will come and claim them."

I nodded. That was a very valid point. "Alright, then, then they do need names." I said. "What were you thinking?"

The male yapped and wagged his tail, licking my face.

"Odd little thing, isn't he?" Draco asked, ruffling the dog's ears.

The dog yipped again and hopped down, finding the copy of "Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown!" that Narcissa had brought for me and Draco for our first Christmas as man and wife and bringing it over in its teeth.

I laughed and took it. "Good boy." I said as I put it in.

The puppy jumped up onto bed and rested his paws on the footboard, watching the opening scene as I got into bed.

The dog barked when he saw Snoopy and looked at Draco and I as if he was saying "Look at that other dog!"

Draco and I cuddled into each other while we watched Charlie Brown and Linus on the brick wall, talking of the commercialization of Christmas when the male jumped down and scrambled under the bed, digging out Draco's baby blanket (that he had christened "Nona") and paraded around with it like Linus.

Draco and I started laughing. "I think I've found a name for him." I said.

"And I think I know what that name is…and I think I agree." Draco chuckled.

"Linus!" we said together as we laughed.

"What about her?" Draco nodded to the sleeping female.

I shrugged. "Don't know." I said, taking Nona off of Linus and giving it back to a very relieved Draco.

We were silent for a few hours until Linus jumped down from the bed and sniffed the movie shelves, grabbing a case and bringing it over.

Draco took it. "I think he wants to watch this." he handed me the case, which turned out to be one for the black and white version of a Christmas Carol, the one I personally brought into the marriage.

I smiled, raising my hand (telekinesis was very useful when you were warm in bed and wanted to do something involving getting up…the bathroom was another story.) and setting the movie in.

I grinned and cuddled up into Draco. "Just like the first Christmas after we got married." I said with a sigh.

Draco laughed as we relived the few days.

Draco grunted and dragged the tree from outside, the one that Narcissa had purchased for us. "You could help me, Hannah!" Draco shouted as I sorted decorations.

"I could…but it looks heavy and you're so strong." I batted my eyelashes and played the flattery card.

"You're a clever little bitch, you know that?" Draco asked as he put the tree up, shaking the snow from his cloak as he secured it into the stand.

I grinned and handed him lights to untangle with his wand. When that was done, we got them strung on the tree and got to work on the garland and baubles.

"To think…" I said. "this is our first Christmas."

"Our first Christmas was nineteen years ago, love." Draco stated.

"Our first Christmas married, Draco." I laughed, rolling my eyes. "I know that we're both nineteen years old…"

Draco laughed with me. "Come on, we have to do a little more shopping." he grabbed the keys and helped me into my cloak.

"Thank you." I said, sliding my fur lined boots (faux of course) on and going out into the snow, sliding into Draco's BMW that Narcissa had bought him as a wedding present. (I had gotten a lambourgine and we shared the pickup truck.) as I started the car, turning the heat on full blast, Draco slid in with me and took the assumed position that any set of young lovers, married or otherwise would have in the car. Lacing his fingers through mine, Draco backed up (Charms had kept us from crashing, said Charms on each car that we had.) and drove us off towards London.

I smiled. "I wonder how Hogwarts has done Christmas this year." I said.

Draco laughed. "Obviously the same as always…although I may wind up missing McGonagall loosening up for once. Hell, I might even miss Hagrid."

I giggled. "Remember when we re-met and you had said that he was sort of savage and that every now and then he'd get drunk, try to do magic and end up setting fire to his bed?"

"And you started laughing!" Draco laughed. "Yeah, I remember that. didn't know who you were at the time."

I laughed. "Who knew back then that we'd wind up here?" I asked. "Husband and wife, going off to London…" I sighed. "I wonder what London's like, decked out for Christmas."

"You've never been to London for Christmas?" Draco asked.

I shook my head. "Lest you forget, my uncle wouldn't allow me to go out for the holidays. Barely had Christmas before Hogwarts. Miss T was the only one that ever got me a present for Christmas." I shrugged.

Draco smirked. "Well, now that's going to get fixed." he ruffled my hair and kissed my temple. "Once kids are in the picture, no doubt that Father Christmas will have to visit."

I giggled. "Let's just get settled in as a family before we try to bring in kids." I said.

Draco laughed. "You know what I mean." he said as he parked the car.

I gasped, looking at all the lights, the windows, the shops glowing with the holidays. "Whoa…" I muttered.

Draco laughed and opened the car door. "Ladies first."

I giggled. "Thank you." I said, stepping out of the car. "Where're we going?" I asked.

"Start with getting the presents for Mel, Mother, your brother, your friends, and the rest of the coven. Those presents we can get in London, then we should make a stop in Diagon Alley, don't think that Aurora and Gwendolyn fancy sharing one small cage, we'll upgrade them to a larger cage so they'll have some space."

I nodded, looking to Draco and fixing his cloak, wrapping a scarf that I had made (being home constantly while Draco was at work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement kept me bored and looking for something to do with my spare time when I wasn't at Auror training.) over his face. "Honey, I don't want you sick on Christmas." I said as I helped cover his face.

"Hannah!" Draco squirmed. "You're like a bloody mother. Whatever kids we have will be smothered by you!" Draco's voice was muffled by the scarf, resigned to his fate.

I grinned and warmed myself up. "Thank you, I have been hoping that you'd wear something I made for a while."

Draco smirked. "It's a Christmas miracle." he muttered under the scarf, lacing my hand with his as we went through the streets, looking in on jewellery stores, the Leaky Cauldron, burger restaurants, clothes stores, toy shops and candy stores.

Draco took me into a jewellery store not too far from the Leaky Cauldron and leaned over a counter made from a display of diamonds, rubies, emeralds and sapphires.

"Yes, I have a present reserved under Malfoy." Draco looked to the female and nodded, keeping a firm hold on my hand.

In the light of the store, our wedding rings gave a glint enough to capture the attention of a few people.

"That won't last at all…"

"Barely even out of school!"

"Who would give their daughter permission to marry at that age?"

"Don't listen to them, Hannah." Draco muttered. "They're Muggles and fools. They don't know about the Dark Lord or anything that happened in our world. Besides, they don't know how much I love you."

I grinned and laid my head on his shoulder as Draco got the bag with whatever he had gotten there, taking us back to the street.

It was quiet, Draco and I receiving looks from Muggles that walked past us and saw the wedding rings, muttering about our cloaks, how old we had to have been and the fact that the wedding rings were even there, period, when in the Muggle world, a marriage like ours, one that took place straight out of school (which for us literally was, the day after graduation, I walked down the aisle.) was one that was strictly taboo, a social no-no.

But, after we did our Muggle Christmas shopping and went into the Leaky Cauldron, we were greeted not just like old friends, but as heroes.

"Ah, Draco, Hannah, usual?" Tom, the toothless old landlord asked.

"Alright, Tom." Draco and I said together, sitting on two of the barstools as Tom got out two Butterbeers and a bottle of Firewhiskey for Christmas with the family.

"Thanks." I said. "Doris Crockford, is that you?" I asked an old woman that was smoking a long pipe, which seven years previous confused me.

"Hannah Po - oh, excuse me, Hannah Malfoy!" Doris Crockford stood up and shook my hand. "I haven't seen you since you were a little girl, coming in for the very first time! Only just heard of your marriage, just heard. Had I known…"

"Sorry you weren't invited, we were over capacity for the Great Hall already." I blushed.

"It's alright." she said, going back to her pipe. "Go and finish your shopping."

And with that, Draco put the Firewhiskey in the bag and together we went off to Diagon Alley.

I laughed. "No one understood, did they?" I laughed.

Draco shook his head just as Scrooge got to relive his days as a schoolboy, his sister Fan coming to bring him home.

The female looked to Linus and nudged his ears.

"Died a woman, she had." Said the Ghost of Christmas Past.

I looked to the female. "What about Fan?" I asked.

"Hmm?" Draco was focused on the movie.

"The female. Why don't we name her Fan? After Scrooge's sister in a Christmas Carol?"

Draco smirked and played with a lock of my hair. "You're a clever woman, Hannah Malfoy." he laughed. "Thank God my kids will have your brains."

I smiled. "Well, Mr Malfoy, what makes you think that if I wasn't as smart as I am, that your children won't have your brains?"

Draco smirked. "Well, Mrs Malfoy, my children aren't in my stomach, you're bearing them, so odds are they'll take after you. Happened with me and my sister…so odds are…"

"Oh, thank Skinner that my twins won't grow up to be vile, narcissistic ferrets." I giggled.

"Oh, you know you love me." Draco laughed, kissing my head.

I smiled, curling into Draco, who was stroking my hair but otherwise engrossed in the movie, as I started to drift off.

"Come on, sweetheart, your brother and Ginny are gonna be here soon." Draco shook me gently.

I shot up and put a hand on my stomach. How the hell was I gonna hide my baby bump from my brother!? He wasn't supposed to find out until the next morning when I gave him the ultrasound photos!

I shot up and started to change into the baggiest shirt I had to hide the baby bump, vowing to use Draco's cloak if I got cold.

Just as I was doing up my maternity jeans, the doorbell rang.

"Hang on…I'll be you." Draco said, starting to run out of the room. "I'LL GET IT!" he shouted.

I slipped on my slippers as Draco shouted upstairs. "HANNAH WERE YOU EXPECTING MCGONAGALL!?"

I shot up and went running downstairs, finding Professor Minerva McGonagall standing in the threshold.

"Professor!" I gasped. "What a surprise, please, come in! Come in!" I lead her into the drawing room and brought out drinks, bringing in tea as I sat with a hot chocolate. "What may we do for you?"

"Mrs Malfoy, I have found your mother's will." Professor McGonagall stated, handing me a scroll of parchment.

I opened it, already feeling weak in the knees as I read it, running my hand across the signature at the bottom that was my mother's flowing handwriting, the only scrap of her signature I had, barely any writing I had of hers I kept, even the note she wrote and kept in Godric's Hollow for me.

If it wasn't for Draco's arms wrapped around me, I probably would have broke down and started crying.

"There's a problem." McGonagall said. "Your mother left you a pin."

I looked up. "How d'you mean?" I asked.

"A pin." McGonagall said. "She left you a special pin. But…we went into the cottage to receive your inheritance, and it wasn't where it was supposed to be. It was gone."

I raised my eyebrows. "How -?"

"She left a picture should the Ministry have to go get your belongings." McGonagall handed me a photograph.

In the photo was my mother holding a small baby girl with jet black hair and big metallic blue eyes, sucking on something shiny.

Mum took the something from my mouth and held it up, making me blanch.

The pin was a silver woman with her arms in the air, a flame and water intermingling without destroying each other in the woman's hands, her hair flowing around her face like it was whipped around in the wind, her feet muddy. Her body swathed in midnight blue robes that blew around, almost like magic.

I gasped again. "I know this pin." I muttered.

"How?" Draco tried to take the picture, but I held a tight grip on it.

I stood up, holding the picture in a tight death grip. "I want to go to Azkaban…now." I stated.

"Why?" draco asked.

"I want to kill Suspiria Zimmerman!" I shouted.

Draco held my shoulder. "Hannah, the twins…"

I cast him a look. "That vile woman stole from my mother!" I shouted, feeling my body surge with scorching heat, catching my eyes flashing red in the reflective surface of the table glass. "Where is she?"

"In Azkaban." McGonagall stood. "We will try and hunt down this pin, and Mrs Zimmerman will be interrogated. Mrs Malfoy, I've taught you since you were eleven, I will make sure that this pin is returned."

And with that, McGonagall was gone, leaving me fuming.

"I want that bitch gone." I stated, pacing around the drawing room, feeling the inner parts of me that were still Harley Quinn, a Death Eater killer and sociopath starting to burst forward. "I want that bitch here, tied in the dungeon and I want to be the one to kill her!"

Draco grabbed my shoulders and shook me gently. "Hannah, Hannah, listen to me."

The Harley part of me growled internally and wanted me to run, Apparate to Azkaban and find and kill Zimmerman and take the pin by force. But Hannah fought back, I wanted to keep myself safe, if I opened the cell, I'd probably be killed along with my unborn twins.

Thankfully, the part of me that wasn't corrupt with Harley thinking won the battle. I let my mind blank and took shuddering breaths.

"I want her dead." I stated. "She stole from my mother…my dead…" my voice cracked. Zimmerman had grave robbed my parents.

"Han…" Draco cupped my face as tears slid down my face. "Han, I know…I know it hurts and you want Zimmerman dead, but this isn't wartime anymore. You can't get away with killing anyone. The coven's lucky we got amnesty for killing Death Eaters when the Dark Lord finally fell in the first place. Han, I love you, but you can't go to Azkaban and get that pin back. Not in this weather and not in your condition."

"But it's mine!" I protested, still teary eyed.

"I know!" Draco shook me again, trying desperately to knock some sense into me without hurting me. "I know…but you can't go after what's yours. It's impossible to escape Azkaban with a prisoner now, anyways."

"I just want my mother's pin." I said.

"They won't let you get it yourself." Draco told me. "They'll get Zimmerman to get it or she'll be in Azkaban longer than ever if she refuses. Hannah, don't do this. You'll get it back and you don't need the stress or the illness that you could receive. Not in your condition."

"But -" I started.

"Hannah, please." Draco almost pleaded. "Promise me you're not gonna go to Azkaban and confront Zimmerman."

I hesitated.

"Promise me, Hannah!" Draco shouted, shaking me a little, hard enough to scare me, but gently enough so I wouldn't be hurt or the babies effected.

I swallowed. "Fine…fine, ok. I promise you I won't go to Azkaban and confront Zimmerman." I said.

Draco released his grip on my shoulders and kissed my forehead. "Alright, sweetheart." he whispered as the doorbell rang yet again.

I gasped and saw my brother on the other side of the door (minor visions…had to love it!). "It's Harry!" I gasped, looking down at my belly, finding that it was still definitely visible.

"Hannah, calm down!" Draco shook me again. "Maybe Ginny told your brother already!"

I gasped. Hopefully, Ginny was a very good friend and didn't tell anyone that I was pregnant, I was planning to save it until Draco and I got past the horrid first three months where anything could happen to the baby!

"Ok, honey, you go and get my cloak on and I'll let your brother and his bride-to-be in." Draco kissed me quickly and ran downstairs as I ran into my room to grab Draco's cloak.

I fixed my frizzy hair and ran downstairs to find my brother standing by the kitchen as Ginny and Draco talked.

"Ge-Ge!" I said, running down and hugging my brother, making sure he didn't feel my stomach.

"Mei-Mei!" Harry ruffled my hair and squeezed me gently and kissed my temple.

"How's the wedding planning going?" I asked, winking at Ginny.

Ginny winked back. "It's going well, we just need to fit you again, the weddings only a week away."

I smiled and looked to the kitchen. "Cookies are done." I said two seconds before the timer dinged.

"Bloody hell." Harry said. "You're scary sometimes…brilliant…but scary."

I nodded as I put the cookies on a cooling rack. "What d'you say?" I asked Draco with a wink. "Should we give Harry our present?" I asked, heart pounding. What if Harry collapsed and passed out like Draco did when he found out I was pregnant?

"Alright, let's give Harry our present." Draco nodded with a wink.

I took a deep breath and went to grab the envelope with the pictures from the ultrasound, handing them to Harry and Ginny. "An early present…" I muttered, holding Draco's cloak, ready to take it off when Harry opened the envelope.

Harry ripped the envelope open and took out the card. "Merry Christmas, Uncle Harry?" Harry read, looking at me. "Was it cheaper than the brother one or something?"

Draco fought not to laugh as Harry took the pictures, raising an eyebrow as he looked through it.

"What are these?" Harry asked as he looked through them, finally reaching the bottom of the card where the news was printed.

"Three…two…one…" I took the cloak off as Harry shot up.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!?" Harry shouted.

I smiled sheepishly, scared of what Harry would do next. "Yeah?" I muttered.

"HANNAH!" Harry threw his arms around me and squeezed me tightly.

"And judging by these photos, she's carrying twins." Ginny added.

"TWINS!" Harry held my hands.

"So…you're not pissed?" I asked.

"Pissed!?" Harry asked. "Why the hell would I be pissed? I've been waiting for Malfoy to hurry it up! I want a niece or nephew!"

"You're getting both." Draco stated.

"HAN!" Harry ruffled my hair. "I thought you'd never be able to have kids!"

"Thank my mother." Draco said. "Managed to fix it while Hannah recuperated from her ordeal in Scotland."

Harry hugged me again and touched my stomach. "How far along are you?" he asked.

I grinned. "Four months. We wanted to wait in case we lost them." I explained.

Harry seemed to be thrilled at the prospect of being an uncle, Ginny excited at the idea of becoming an aunt after marrying my brother.

"Then this means that in two years I want to be an auntie!" I told Harry.

"So you'd best start right after the wedding." Ginny said. "Don't tell Ron, though."

I laughed as the doorbell rang again.

"I GOT IT!" I shouted, running to the door and opening it for Ron and Hermione. "Hey, guys!" I said.

"Han!?" Ron looked at my stomach. "What the hell happened to you!?"

"You missed it!" I dragged them both in. "You'll find out when everyone shows up, family, coven, everyone." I beamed and tucked into Draco's side.

That night, after everyone got situated into sitting down in the living room, my Nona and Ace taking the recliners, Draco and I stood up.

"Ok, everyone, we have an announcement!" I said, my voice drowned out by everyone talking.

Ginny stood up. "SHUT IT!" she shouted, making everyone look at her.

"Thanks, Ginny." I said, patting her shoulder as she took her spot back in Harry's lap. "OK!" I shouted. "Now that I have your attention, GALE SHUT THE HELL UP!" I shouted, looking to Alvaro Diamond, who was chatting happily with his girlfriend, Luna Lovegood. "What you're talking about can wait. We have something very important to tell you all, and now that everyone we love is here, we can say it." I cleared my throat. "As you all know, Draco and I have been married almost three years, and…although Gale tried to stop the wedding." Alvaro went red. "We've gone through with everything. And now we're all together, family, be you biological…" I looked to my family. "by marriage…" I looked to Draco's family and smiled. "or my coven family." I looked to the coven that was mine when we were in exile before Voldemort fell. "we're a family. No matter how we're so, you're my family and I love you all. So…this time next year…we're going to add two new members of the Malfoy family."

Everyone went quiet. "How so!" Drosie shouted.

I smiled and took a deep breath, only to have Draco speak up.

"We're pregnant." Draco's words pierced the silence of the room, everyone going wide eyed and slack jawed.

"You're pregnant!?" my cousin Emily asked from where she sat, holding the crutches that she had graduated to not too long after mine and Draco's honeymoon.

I nodded. "Yeah…and their twins. One of each." I announced.

Nona stood up and stepped forward. "Oh, Wednesday…" she whispered, kissing my forehead. "My grandbaby's pregnant."

I smiled and hugged her. "That explains why Hannah looked so fat!" Ron shouted.

"Weasley!" Draco shouted. "That's my wife you're talking about!"

I grinned. "Well, with that said, how about we sit down and enjoy the feast you helped to make?" I asked.

Everyone nodded, now beaming, going to sit down, leaving me to accompany my cousin with her crutches, helping her sit before sitting next to Draco, taking a glass of champagne (only one glass, I wasn't gonna risk it.).

Harry stood up and grinned at me. "I propose a toast." he said. "To the Malfoy twins. They may not be here yet, but they wouldn't be here at all if it wasn't for a kick ass little sister and her dumbass husband who forgot to pull out." Harry smirked.

"To the Malfoy twins!" everyone chorused before drinking.

I smiled. "Alright, alright," Draco said after everyone got something to eat. "I hope everyone got what they want for Christmas from us, but I know that I have all I want right here." Draco kissed my temple and sat down.

"Ok, Malfoy, you've been married for two years," Blake called. "You don't need to be all sappy as shit anymore. You got the girl!"

"Shut up, Collins!" Draco snapped.

"All I want is a healthy pregnancy, my twins to come into the world happy and healthy and my mother's -" I started before the doorbell rang.

"Who's calling at this late hour?" Draco asked.

I shrugged and got up, going to get the door.

There stood McGonagall, box in hand. She was smiling as she handed to me.

"An early Christmas present." she said, giving me to the neatly wrapped box.

"Thank you." I said, smiling at my old professor.

"You're quite welcome, Mrs Malfoy. Happy Christmas." McGonagall said before walking away.

"Wait! Professor!" I started.

But McGonagall was gone.

I sighed and went inside, holding the box.

"Who was that?" Hermione asked.

"Professor McGonagall." I said. "She gave me a present."

"Well, let's wait until tomorrow and then we'll open everything."

I nodded and sat back down.

Finally, Christmas day dinner was over, the presents open and everyone was home, leaving me with the box.

I swallowed and opened it, gasping.

There laid…a note.

I took it and handed the box to Draco, finding my mother's handwriting staring back at me.

My dear Hellion,

If you're reading this, then you've gained possession of the Deviltry Pin of Necromancy. This pin is to help keep your powers in check, to hold it in until you're ready to use it. That, and it just looks pretty. Use it well…and there's another piece to it for Draco, should you two wind up married.

Love,

Mum.

I took the pin and held it, gasping when I saw it glow violet, feeling it separate into two in my hands, showing not just the Deviltry Pin for me, but a smaller pin that showed a snake.

"No wonder they call it the Deviltry Pin." I muttered, handing the snake pin to Draco. "The snake's yours."

"How so? Since when does a snake have anything to do with the earth?" Draco asked.

"A snake is as close to the earth as you can get without being buried in it." I told him, pinning my Deviltry Woman to my breast.

Draco just smirked and kissed my forehead.

That night, as Draco slept soundly, his pin resting with his book, I wrote in my Mummy journal.

Week 22, Day 4

December 25th, 2013

In the last few days I have finally told my brother and families that Draco and I were expecting. And now we know that not only are we expecting, but we are expecting twins. A little boy and a little girl. It seems odd, doesn't it, being a twin and an orphan that I myself should wind up carrying twins? Maybe it's a sign that I'm supposed to be the mother my Mum never got the chance to be. Who knows? Hopefully that's the case. If it is, I swear I'll be as good a mother as my Mum was to me and Harry, even though she wasn't a mother long. Shit, Draco's starting to wake up. Better put this away for now.

Expectant mother Hannah Malfoy.