Chapter 4
The Wedding
Week 29 Day 6
February 14th, 2014
Today is the day that Harry and Ginny finally become Mr and Mrs Potter and come to move into the Manor to stay. Now they were coming to stay for good. Nothing could ruin the good mood I'm in. Pregnant, married and my brother and his wife living with me and my husband, finally getting along. But, it didn't start off too well…let me start from a week ago…
…
I was ready, looking out the window and waiting for Harry's car to pull up. I thought I was going to have another bought of morning sickness by the time Harry and Ginny showed up.
And finally, in came the Toyota Harry owned into the driveway and out came Harry, letting Ginny out just as I ran out.
"Harry!" I shouted, throwing my arms around him.
"Mei-Mei!" Harry kissed my forehead. "How're my neice and nephew doing?" he asked.
"Doing well, though they're making your baby sister nauseous and sick." I sighed blushing.
Harry kissed my forehead and gave me a packet of Gravol.
I smiled. "Thank you." I said, taking one straight away and starting to help unload things when I felt someone fling me back.
"Oh, no you don't!" Draco set me back on the ground. "Ginny, take Hannah inside, let the men work."
I narrowed my eyes and Ginny brought me inside, letting me make some hot chocolate (I wasn't one for tea or coffee…unless the tea was one that helped me fall asleep, then I was all for it.), giving some to Ginny.
"Thanks." Ginny laughed as the boys brought furniture, blankets, pillows and went into Harry's and Ginny's room, still leaving plenty of room in the Manor for kids, family and guests.
"Anytime." I said with a grin as the boys came back in, throwing their wands on the table.
"Alright, now that we're all together." Draco said, pressing his fingers together and looking at my brother. "There're a few rules if you're going to live under my…Hannah, I know that look, and it's an empty threat." Draco instantly smirked when I cast him the "keep it up and you'll sleep on the couch for a month" look. "There're a few rules if you're going to live under our roof," Draco started. "No parties, I am not having my children woken up by your shenanigans. Other than that, the typical rules for room mates. Replace anything that's used up. Currently, giving Hannah's condition, we'll all have to pitch in."
I sighed, picking up the messes that Draco and the pets were making. "Draco, I'm pregnant, not dying." I said as I put things away.
"Hannah, stop!" Draco snarled at me. "You've been breaking your back ever since Christmas, it's not good for you!"
"Draco, you won't get off your ass and do it, there's always a mess around here and I'm stuck doing it." I said.
"Well if you went and laid down for a while, then maybe I'd get some work done! If you miscarry, it's not bleed the fetuses out, it's a failed delivery!" Draco shouted.
I blew hair from my face. "Well, every time I go for a kip, one thing leads to another and then you wind up waking me to clean it up because you're too damned busy on that bloody Muggle Xbox or watching the Big Bang Theory! God, you're worse than Howard!"
"At least Bernadette doesn't nag like you!" Draco stood up.
"All I ask is that you let the pets out and do some laundry while I go lie down. You don't do it, then I do it and you yell at me to go relax! Draco, this is not working with me being pregnant!"
"I lose track of time and I could easily do it if you didn't insist on exhausting yourself!"
"ENOUGH!" Harry shouted, pushing Draco back. "Yelling at her isn't good for her or the twins!" he said. "Ginny, go take Hannah to lie down."
Ginny nodded and followed me upstairs. "If I were you, I'd listen to Harry and your husband. Otherwise, should something happen to your twins, it might destroy your marriage."
I sighed. "It's not my fault." I said as I sat on the bed. "He's -"
"I'm on your side here, I've been trying to get Harry to do half of what you're expecting Draco to do. I don't blame you."
I nodded.
"Besides, he should be doing absolutely everything as you lie on the couch with your feet up." Ginny said, giving me a drink of water as I laid down. "I thought you knew what you were getting into, marrying Lucius Malfoy's son. He's as headstrong as his father."
"But he's not as bad as Lucius, lest you forget he raped me." I pointed out.
Ginny nodded. "Yeah. Malfoys." she started laughing. "If Ivy was here she'd probably say 'I hate to say I told you so.'"
"Hey, the only thing she said was 'You wouldn't want to be excited over him. That's Draco Malfoy, I know he's gonna be in Slytherin. I'd stay away if I were you.'"
"And you just couldn't listen?" Ginny teased.
"Ginny, I love him." I said. "What more do you expect?"
Ginny grinned and stood up. "I expect you to get some sleep otherwise your husband will probably rip my head off."
I grinned and laid down, closing my eyes and letting myself fall asleep.
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I instantly knew something wasn't right when I stirred. For a minute I thought I had accidentally wet myself, but then I knew I hadn't…I hadn't had anything to drink before I went for a kip.
I shot up and gasped when I found my track pants stained with red. I was bleeding!
I screamed.
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I was at the hospital and admitted twenty minutes after I saw myself bleeding. Magic was a very useful tool to have in a severe emergency.
I was extremely emotional, burying my face into Draco's chest, sobbing and unable to stand the wait for the ultrasound to see the two black masses that were once going to be my babies.
"You were right!" I wailed, my voice muffled against Draco's shirt. "It's all my fault!"
"Shh…" Draco whispered, unable to say anything else, afraid to say anything out of fear of breaking down. (Even in a horrible emergency he was too "Man" to cry in public.)
Harry and Ginny were in the waiting room, waiting for Draco to go out with the news that the twins were gone as I got prepped for the ultrasound, maybe later being prepped for surgery to remove the corpses.
"I can't even look." I sobbed, unable to tear away from Draco's shirt, watching my tears seep into the fabric.
But…the funny thing was, I could hear everything. There was silence until I heard the ultrasound switch on and then…I heard two heartbeats.
"Bloody hell they're alive!" Draco gasped.
Instantly I shot up and looked at the screen, almost ready to pass out. The heartbeats were stronger than ever and the twins were moving!
I almost started crying all over again, burying my face in Draco's shoulder as he rubbed my back.
"You're a lucky woman, Mrs Malfoy." the doctor said. "We sincerely thought that you lost the pregnancy. But those little things are almost like titans. Bloody hell, look at the boy."
I looked towards where the doctor was pointing and grinned, watching little Scorpius kick into my stomach first hand.
Hyper little bugger…I thought. Wait…hyper…titan…
"I have a middle name for Scorpius." I said to Draco.
Draco looked down at me and gave me his Draco-Malfoy-Eyebrow-Raise that was his code for 'I'm listening.' "Fire away…"
I licked my lips. "Hyperion."
Draco looked a little startled. "You mean after the Titan?"
I nodded. "He's a hyper little shit and well, you see the evidence that he was a titan when I thought I was gonna miscarry…Hyperion seems to fit."
Draco just laughed. "Alright, love." he said.
"But if you want a Scorpius let alone a Hyperion, we can't let something like this happen again." the doctor stood. "That means total bed rest for you, Mrs Malfoy."
Damn. I thought. So much for me getting up to get food…wait!? Harry's wedding!
"Please, Dr. Beuller…" Draco started. "Her brother's getting married in less than a week. She has to be at that wedding."
"I'm sorry, Mrs Malfoy, complete bed rest until you deliver." Dr. Beuller said, looking at me with eyes that so resembled his son Gordon, yet without the chill I used to get from the ice blue depths. "Besides, what's one person missing?"
"I'm all the immediate family he's got." I said. "Our parents were murdered when we were one, I have to be there."
Dr. Beuller took his glasses off and looked at me. "The only thing I can recommend is the best of both worlds. Complete bed rest until the wedding, and then the minute you return, it's instant bed rest again."
"What about -?" I started.
"I'm positive your husband can handle it." Beuller looked at Draco and raised his eyebrows.
I almost smirked. Now Draco had to handle everything! Advantage to the pregnant lady!
Draco nodded. "Of course." Draco drawled, gripping my shoulder.
…
They kept me the night for observation then let me go home and instantly I was sent to bed, where I was doomed to see nothing but those four walls until I gave birth.
"What am I supposed to do all day?" I asked.
"Find something to entertain yourself." Draco said, sitting on the bed with me, tossing me a bell. "That's if you need me."
I grinned and sat up. "Well, what am I gonna do?" I asked. "It's not like I can go flying again."
"You try and I'll kill you." Draco snarled, crawling in with me and sitting me in his lap.
I blinked and snuggled into Draco. "I want food." I said.
"Get Potter to do it, I'm comfortable." Draco said.
I grinned and grabbed the bell, ringing it.
Harry came running. "Yes, Mei-Mei?" Harry asked.
"She's hungry." Draco said. "Go get her something besides that hospital shit." Draco ordered, making me grin. "Go get her a bacon cheeseburger and some chips."
"Anything else, Your Highness?" Harry asked, sounding sarcastic but looking at me.
"Yes, get Draco the same thing!" I beamed at him. "Get going, Ge-Ge! The twins won't wait forever!"
Draco and I burst out laughing as Harry walked out, mumbling. "Bloody girl's turning into a Malfoy in every way."
I beamed and snuggled into Draco's chest. "I love you." I murmured.
"I love you more." Draco nuzzled into my neck.
I giggled and laid down, Draco getting up.
I whined. "No! Don't leave me." I said with a pout.
Draco just laughed. "Ah, my silly little girl…" Draco grabbed a movie and put it on, kissing me quickly before hopping into bed with me to watch it. "Don't worry, I wasn't going anywhere."
I smiled and curled up into Draco, waiting for food and watching the movie. "Did your father ever let you watch movies?" I asked, feeling a little stupid that in all the years I had known my husband, I never knew what living with his bastard father was like.
"My father is a pure blood supremacist." Draco stated. "Even mentioning Muggle technology was taboo in the Malfoy household. The thrashing I got from mentioning Oreos in first year…" Draco shuddered, lifting up his shirt and placing my hand on his abs (Playing Quidditch for the Chudley Cannons on the side of his other job really helped him keep up his physique.), finding scars leading from his breast down to his crotch.
I gasped, feeling the impending vision taking over, hearing Draco's cries and the crack of a whip, Lucius shouting that I was a Mudblood's spawn and that Draco should have nothing to do with me, yet, I saw everything that was going on in the present, my eyes focused on the scars that I had come to know, even when I had accidentally walked in on Draco changing shirts when we were in second year.
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Flashback
I ran through the corridors, trying to find the notes that I had missed from my stay in the hospital wing with a cold. Naturally, with my luck, I had missed Transfiguration and I needed the notes!
"Draco!" I shouted, getting looks from the Slytherins and giggles from the girls that used to call themselves team Pansy (those who wanted Draco and Pansy to stay together.)
Draco whipped around and grinned. "Hey, feeling better?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yeah…but I need the Transfiguration -" I started.
"Don't worry about it. Just come into my dorm in half an hour and I'll have it." Draco smirked.
I grinned. "Thanks. You're a gem." I said.
"Please, you're the gem, I'm just the devilishly rich bloke that every girl in Hogwarts wants to snog."
I laughed, almost intimidated. "Yeah! Dumb floozies! Good thing I'm not one of them!" I lied…knowing too, too well that I was in fact one of those floozies.
Pansy burst out laughing. "Come on, Dracy, let's blow. Leave the little girl to get the note from someone else." Pansy smirked at me.
Draco whipped to her. "Look, you might be my girlfriend, but I'm the man! You don't tell me who I can and can't associate with!" he snapped angrily, shoving her aside. "And if I want to hang around with her, then I'm gonna hang around with her, whether you like it or not!"
Pansy and I were both taken aback at Draco's sudden outburst. It was as if he was holding that in for days.
I didn't know who was more shocked, me or Pansy. Draco cast eyes that were now a cold grey towards Pansy, silently telling her to piss off.
Pansy backed away and ran off with her crowd of bitch friends, who were all casting me dirty looks.
"Sorry about that." Draco turned back to me, voice a little hostile. "Half hour, my dorm. I'll have the note."
I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Thanks." I said, running off before Pansy caught me and ripped my face off for in her words "FLIRTING WITH MY MAN!"
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Half an hour later, I was sneaking up the stairs to the boys dorm, opening it a crack and sticking my face in, gasping when I saw what I saw.
There stood Draco, taking his school shirt off and putting on his "slumming it" shirt. A pale expanse of pale skin stood out to me, evoking even paler lines along his breast and down to into his shirt…even along the slight abs that were starting to show.
I gasped and Draco turned towards the door, taking out his wand before tucking it away.
"I should have known." Draco almost laughed. "Well, come in, Hannah, I don't bite!" Draco called to me.
I swallowed and stepped in. "Hey." I said, smiling sheepishly, fighting to keep the blush that threatened to creep up my cheeks at bay.
"Hey." Draco smirked, handing me a copy of the Transfiguration notes written in his own immaculate handwriting, his black t-shirt laid forgotten laid casually on his bed, extremely out of character for one so aristocratic, organized and dignified as Draco was.
"Sorry to walk in on you changing, I'll -" I started.
"Please, it's not like I'm starkers." Draco waved it off and sat on his bed, making the scars on his stomach stand out as he nodded me over.
I swallowed and sat with him. "What happened to your stomach?" I whispered.
"Never you mind." Draco said simply. "Come on, I'll show you what we did in Transfiguration."
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Now it was clear. Now it explained why Draco never told me what the scars along his stomach were from. They were from his father. The man that I had no respect for from the instance I laid eye on him.
I placed my hand on his scar and laid my head on his shoulder, my shirt coming up and showing a scar from long ago, horribly distended from my pregnancy.
I started to hide my stomach, but Draco placed a hand on my stomach, over where the stab wound I was almost killed by.
"Draco, no." I murmured, hiding my face in shame.
"Hannah…" Draco kissed my cheek. "Don't hide them."
"They're horrid." I moaned against Draco's chest. "Not even bio-oil can help any."
At this, Draco got up and left the room.
I burst into tears, holding Alejandro to my chest, placing my hand my stomach to feel the calming kicking of Scorpius and Harley.
I heard someone laughing and felt Draco place a hand on the small of my back. "Raging hormones?" he asked.
I hid my face and murmured a soft "Yes."
Draco sat back in bed and set my lunch in hand. Now I felt completely stupid. He just left to get lunch…was I ever stupid.
"Anything you want from me, Han?" Draco asked, setting his lunch down and brushing my hair back.
I nodded. "Company." I said, sitting up.
Draco smirked and slid in with me, wrapping an arm around me and playing the movie he paused.
I smiled, curling into him as comfortably as I could with my stomach, watching the movie and eating lunch in silence.
There was nothing to be said. These were times that I loved. When we were sitting in silence, watching a movie with just something to eat and a blanket swathed over the two of us. Really, there wasn't a word that could be said. Everything that was said was already said.
Draco kissed my forehead, taking my clean plate off my stomach once he caught me yawning, my head starting to pulsate rapidly. One of the many symptoms of pregnancy. Headaches, nausea, morning sickness, cravings, looking like you could be Father Christmas…perfectly normal pregnancy.
I felt Scorpius kick me gently, followed by Harley. I could tell the difference because Scorpius was stronger than Harley.
Draco wrapped the blanket around me and laid me down as I drifted off.
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The week passed and now, Harry and Ginny were going to be made man and wife.
Draco was being very hesitant, keeping me from Ginny's bachelorette party for the sake of the twins (No debates there, I wasn't the wild crazy kid I was when Draco and I got married.) and kept me at home the night before the wedding, not going with Harry and Ron and Blaise and Blake and Alvaro (who was very reluctant, the only reason Alvaro was a groomsman was because Luna was a bridesmaid.)
The morning of the wedding, Draco had gotten me up and got breakfast for me (Draco was keeping me in bed as much as possible until I had to change into my bridesmaid dress.), then helped me out of bed for the first real time since I was confided to bed rest a week previous.
I changed into the red dress that had arrived the night before, putting my heels on and styling my hair and makeup just as what Ginny wanted with her bridesmaids.
When I was ready, my hair was in a high bun and I was applying red lipstick before stepping out of the bathroom.
"I feel ridiculous." I said with an eye roll.
Draco smirked. "You're glowing." Draco said.
"I feel like a blimp." I muttered as Draco turned me around to do up my dress.
"It's not that bad." Draco told me. "Noticeable, but subtly noticeable."
I felt a little bit better after that, grabbing my cloak and getting into the preheated car, Draco coming after me as I dialled the bride to be.
"Hello?" Ginny asked.
"Hey, sister-in-law." I said. "How're you doing?"
"Nervous beyond belief." Ginny sighed. "Where are you?"
"On my way to the hotel. I'd've been there sooner, but Draco wanted me to sleep a little more." I explained. "Try not to throw up before I get there."
"I make no promises, Malfoy." Ginny sounded anxious.
"Trust me, Gin, Harry's even more nervous than you are." I said. "Once the ceremony's over you'll be fine." I told her.
"Really?" Ginny asked.
"Of course, I was a nervous wreck before my wedding." I said. "And Draco was even worse."
"That's true!" Draco shouted into the phone.
"Draco!" I hissed. "Set a good example for the twins." I said, turning back to the phone. "Ginny, I gotta go. Tell Watson, Luna, Sheila and Rose I'll be there soon."
"Alright." Ginny said before hanging up.
"I'm surprised that Weaslette and Potter are inviting Slytherins to their wedding." Draco said.
"Hey, ever since the war, the Slytherins and the Gryffindors are getting back on the track of close camaraderie." I said.
"It's your fault for that." Draco said.
I laughed.
…
Late that night, after Harry and Ginny left for their honeymoon, I had gotten back into track pants and a baggy t-shirt of Draco's and got back into bed for the rest of my pregnancy.
Draco climbed in after me, his hair wet from when he rinsed the gel out of his hair. "Finally, we're alone." he murmured.
I smiled and curled into him as Draco placed a hand on my stomach, the twins finally waking up and kicking gently.
"We need to find a midwife." I said, looking up with Draco with all seriousness.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "We have loads of time until the twins are born." Draco murmured. "Don't worry about it."
"What if I go into a premature labour?" I asked. "Twins tend not to come to term. I know, I've read up on it since I found out I was pregnant."
Draco shook his head. "But we'll need a birth plan before we start talking about midwives."
I nodded and yawned. "We'll start talking about it in the morning." I murmured, already asleep.
