A/N: HI my lovely readers :D. I just wanted to make this public to those in my forum who are still reading that we're going to start role playing again. PM me if you're still interested in role playing...and I still need a few cannon characters. Anyways, enough of my rambling, enjoy the chapter :D

Chapter 5

The Birth

Week 41 Day 1

April 27th, 2014

I'm due any day now, from what Dr. Beuller tells me. He believes I'll deliver Scorpius and Harley early May. Now, Draco and I have few things in mind. Preparing the nursery for their arrival, and the plan for when I go into labour…

Draco had finally let me up and around to help him prepare the nursery, he saw no more necessity in me being in bed if I was due any day. He did the grunt work and I painted as much as I could until I got tired and went to lie down.

"Draco, are we going to deliver at home or at the hospital?" I asked one afternoon.

"Our first kids, I kind of want you to deliver at home." Draco admitted as he put together the crib and bassinettes (in case I went into labour during the night…the twins needed a place to sleep, no?).

"Alright, I'll call Rose then, then she won't go to St. Mungo's instead of coming here." I said.

"Good." Draco said. "That's the last thing we need. You going into labour and the midwife not showing up."

I laughed and went back to painting. "So Rose is the midwife. We might need to do a delivery drill."

"What?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Instigation of our birth plan in a non-emergency situation." I said. "Tomorrow we'll go through every scenario where I could go into labour, and you'll get Rose and we'll run it through. We'll get Harry and Ginny in on it as well, seeing as Ginny will be in with me, Harry will call you at work…"

"Ok, Han, I get it. So tomorrow?" Draco asked.

I nodded. "Tomorrow."

Early that morning, I smirked and stirred, initiating Scenario A.

"Draco!" I whispered, shaking him. "Draco, Draco, wake up!"

Draco stirred. "What is it?" he muttered.

"My water broke!" I whispered.

"Drill?" Draco asked.

I nodded. "Otherwise I'd be screaming." I said.

Draco got up and took his time getting Harry and Ginny, pretending to call Rose (giving that it was three AM.)

I nodded and grinned. "Perfect." I said. "Scenario A's handled. Well done, guys." I said.

Harry and Ginny smirked at each other and went back to bed as Draco and I did the same.

With Draco at work at the Ministry, I had told him to expect a call from me around one that afternoon for Scenario B.

When Draco got to the phone I sat on the couch, holding my baby bump. "Hi, honey." I said.

"Hello, love. Drill run through?" Draco asked.

"No, no…" I said.

"IT'S HAPPENING!?" Draco shouted, sounding as if he was gonna pass out.

"No! No! Draco, I'm not in labour, honey, relax. The only reason I said no is that I don't want to take you from work for a drill. I don't think Kingsley would appreciate that much, even if I am pregnant." I said. "So, I call your secretary to tell you that I'm in labour -"

"I call Goyle to call everyone as I race into the car to drive home and be with you?" Draco asked.

"Meanwhile, Harry stays with me until you arrive." I said confirming. "Alright, so, tell Tara that if she gets a call from me or from Harry, that it's really urgent." I said.

"Done." Draco said. "See you tonight." he said, hanging up.

Every scenario run through flawlessly, I went to bed, resting easy, knowing that any time that my twins should come into the world that we'd be covered, Rose and Goyle on speed dial and everything was waiting on the armoire for the delivery.

Four days past and I woke up on the first of May, going downstairs and getting some breakfast before Draco went to work.

"Morning." I said, kissing Draco's cheek and grabbing an apple.

"Morning." Draco kissed my forehead. "Are you sure you don't want me to stay home?" Draco asked, as he had been doing since Dr. Beuller had told us I could go into labour any day now.

I nodded. "Draco, I'll be fine, we have the scenario played out." I said. "Ginny and Harry are at the Burrow for the day, and if I go into labour, I'll call you myself." I said with a grin. "Besides, it's me. I've been through worse than labour by myself."

"You're telling me." Draco said, grabbing his cloak and kissing me gently. "I'll see you tonight."

"Not if I see you first." I smirked.

Draco rolled his eyes and went to get into the car. With that, I grinned and went to watch TV

Draco POV

Time passed and I was staring at the clock, unable to focus due to the fact that any minute Tara could come in and say "Malfoy, it's your wife." and I'd answer to Hannah screaming that she was in labour and I had to get home now.

Time ticked away as slow as possible, me scrawling anxiously until at ten in the morning, I was in a meeting when Tara walked in, phone in hand.

"You have a phone call, Malfoy." was all she said and I grabbed the phone, now shaking.

"H-Hello." I whispered.

"Draco!" It was Hannah and my heart stalled in my chest. "It's time! The twins…they're coming!"

Fuck! Of all times for the twins to come, they pick now!? I looked to Kingsley, who was going on and on.

"I'll be there soon, love." I assured her before standing up. "Calm down, don't worry, I'll be there."

"Where d'you think you're going, Malfoy!?" Lavender Brown sneered.

"I have to go." I said.

"Hey, we're stuck here, you're stuck here!" Finnegan sneered, Longbottom nodding in agreement. If I didn't hurry Hannah would be passed out and the twins born!

"I have no time for this!" I said impatiently.

"Then where're you off to?!" Longbottom asked.

"Hannah's in labour!" I shouted.

Everyone was silent and Kingsley looked at me. "Go, then, Malfoy, your wife's welfare is more important than this. GO!"

At this, I grabbed everything and sprinted to the car, speeding off towards the Manor, heart thudding in my chest.

My wife was in labour. Scorpius and Harley were on the way! I floored it, hoping to make it before Hannah had to push, even if London was an hour and a half away from the Manor.

And just my luck, fifteen minutes away from home, I saw flashing lights and sirens. I swore and pulled over as the Muggle police officer came up to the window.

"Problem, officer?" I asked.

"Yes, where's the fire, Speedy Gonzales?" the officer asked.

"I know it looks bad, sir, but I have a valid explanation." I said.

"Oh, so does everyone." he laughed. "Go on, I could use a good laugh."

I took a deep breath. "I work an hour and a half away from my house and my wife is in labour." I said.

The officer stopped laughing. "Address." he said.

I wrote it down and gave it to him.

"Follow me." he said, getting in his cruiser.

I sighed in relief and sped off with the officer, heart now pounding a tattoo into my chest as I phoned Rose.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Hi, Rose, it's me." I said. "Meet me at the Manor, Hannah's in labour." I said.

"I'm on my way." she said before I hung up and called Goyle.

"Goyle, call everyone." I said when I got his voicemail. "Hannah's in labour…now!"

Once I got my phone away I focused on not hitting anything on my way home.

"HAN!" I shouted when I got through the door.

"We're in your room!" Rose shouted.

I ran upstairs and into my room, finding Rose putting a cloth on Hannah's forehead.

"I'm here, I'm here, did I miss anything?" I asked.

"No…" Hannah groaned as I shoved Rose aside.

"Call Harry and Ginny." I ordered her.

"I told you that I would deliver today." Hannah joked, wincing.

"Stupid me for doubting you." I murmured, squeezing her hand.

"Good thing the nursery's finished." Hannah almost smirked before she groaned.

"Han, no more jokes." I whispered to her. "Focus on delivering." I kissed her forehead as Rose came in.

"I don't care! Your sister is lying in her bed, getting ready to give birth! Get over here!" she shouted.

I cast her a look. "Can you please take that outside?" I asked.

Rose nodded and left the room to finish the call, coming back in a minute later. "They're on the way." she said. "Han, do you want an epidural?" she asked.

I seriously hoped that Hannah said yes. It killed me just to watch her in needless pain.

"No." Hannah muttered. "I'll be fine."

I groaned, placing my forehead on her hand. "Hannah…" I pleaded.

"Yes?" Hannah murmured.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked.

"Because I want to feel this." she told me. "It's fine." she cupped my face. "No worse than menstrual cramps. I've been through worse." she looked at me and grinned.

"Please, Han, promise me one thing." I muttered, kissing her fingers.

"What?" she asked me.

"If it gets too much, get the epidural. For my sake."

Hannah sighed. "Fine." she said as the door burst open and Harry ran in.

"Han." he knelt on her other side. "How long ago did her water break?" he asked.

Rose shook her head. "It never did. She just felt bad contractions and she knew she was having them today. I felt the sac, but she told me to wait to break her water. She want -"

"I can speak for myself, Rose, I'm not comatose." Hannah stated. "I wanted to wait for the two of you to get here before Rose broke my water."

I grinned and kissed her forehead. My wife was such the sweetheart, she had to be. She wasn't called the Disney Princess of Slytherin house for nothing.

Harry looked at her. "You're crazy!" he said to her.

I glared at him as Rose set to work. "She wanted to share the moment her labour intensified." I almost snarled, turning back to Hannah. "Don't listen to him, Spitfire." I murmured, helping her sit up and setting her in my lap to rub her shoulders. "He's just stressed out over the prospect of being an uncle."

She relaxed a bit before gasping.

I almost shot up when Rose stopped me. "Relax, relax, I just broke her water." Rose whispered before turning to Hannah. "Han, shout for me if you need me." she muttered.

Hannah nodded as Rose left, nodding for Potter to leave with her to handle everyone else that had showed up.

She looked about ready to cry as I rubbed her back.

"What's wrong?" I asked, placing a hand on her stomach. "Are you in pain?"

She shook her head. "No…just scared."

"What's there to be afraid of?" I asked, rocking her gently.

"That the twins will resent me when they find out I'm Harley Quinn." Hannah half sobbed.

I hushed her. "It's ok, they won't resent you. They'll idolize you. I know they will. Blaise's kids won't be able to say that their mother killed the Dark Lord. Only our children will be able to boast when they get to Hogwarts 'My mother is Harley Quinn. My mother kicked the Dark Lord's ass.'"

"What if they don't like me?"

I started laughing, feeling bad that I couldn't stop, even though my wife that was in labour was upset. "Hannah, every child loves you. Do I need to get the first years you've led in the past here?"

Hannah was suddenly silent.

Hannah POV

I looked at Draco after what he had said, now I just felt really silly and totally stupid.

Before I could stop myself, I burst out laughing, even through the contractions.

"Oh, God, I'm an idiot!" I giggled when I calmed down. "What was I thinking? Must be the emotions, the nerves…the pain." I muttered as Rose came in to check how dilated I was.

"You're ready for an epidural, are you sure you don't want it?"

I thought about it. I wanted to feel the pain of childbirth, especially with my first, but I also wanted to sleep to save up my energy for delivering the twins.

"Not now." I said. "If I can't get to sleep I'll get you." I said.

Rose grinned and Draco sighed in relief as she left the room. "Thanks for not making me endure too much." he muttered as I rested my head on his shoulder.

I grinned and let myself detach from my body to try and go to sleep.

A sharp contraction woke me up five minutes later.

"Fuck!" I groaned.

Draco cast me a look.

"Fuck it, I can feel the next labour I have, I'm getting the epidural." I said.

Draco smirked. "That's my girl." he kissed my forehead.

"ROSE!" I shouted. "GET THE BLOODY EPIDURAL!"

Rose was in the room in a minute and Draco looked pleased with himself. "I won't say I'm not surprised, because I actually kinda am." she admitted. "But I can see your point. Alright, shirt off."

Now I was uncomfortable. How was I going to take off my shirt during a contraction? I started to take it off, taking a deep breath to brace myself for the pain that was obviously going to occur.

Draco stopped me and took it off for me, ripping it off and tossing the tatters aside as I sat up, Draco moving in front of me so I could bury my face in his shoulder as Rose gave me the epidural.

I gritted my teeth through the burn and breathed at last when I felt the contractions become less intense.

I sighed and finally let myself fall asleep.

"Come on, Han…" Rose shook me gently. "You're ready. One of the twins is trying to get out."

Oh, hell. Just what I was afraid of. I was ready to push. I stirred. "Five more minutes." I muttered.

"Come on, Han." Draco muttered. "Don't make me tickle you."

I shot awake. "You wouldn't dare." I growled.

"Give me my kid. It doesn't like it in there!" Draco joked, prodding my stomach.

I smacked him. "Oh, bite me." I said.

"Once my children are here." Draco smirked.

Now I was feeling the urge to push.

"Ok, Han." Rose said. "Like I said, you're ready. Next contraction, push."

"I'll bet you anything that's Scorpius." Draco said.

I groaned. This was gonna be a long day.

Finally, I heard screaming and Draco shout. "I CALLED IT!"

I cast him a weary look. "What?" I asked.

"First one's here. It's a boy." Rose smirked, looking to Draco. "Fat -"

Draco raised his eyebrows.

"Right. Sorry. Dad, do you wanna cut the cord?"

Draco got up. "Absolutely. My son, my right." Draco did the honours and took my son.

"Let me see!" I said, feeling more numb contractions.

Draco sighed and slowly handed me my wet son.

I smirked. There in my arms laid a miniature version of Draco, screaming and crying.

"Gonna be like you!" I said, almost crying. "A whiny little shithead."

"Oh, shut up." Draco said.

I was too busy to hear Draco, I was fussing over my son before Rose took him back. "At least let me weigh him before you start snogging Mini-Draco." Rose said.

"Please, Fathead Draco is enough for me." I said as Rose weighed him.

"God damn, Hannah, what did you feed this kid!?" Rose asked. "He's huge. Eight pounds even."

I grinned as Rose dried Scorpius off and got him swathed in blankets, giving him to Draco. "Go introduce little Mini-You to the family." I said.

"Damn you're needy!" Draco said, leaving the room as Rose started preparing for when Harley was born.

Draco POV

I went downstairs, finding everyone in the living room.

"One's here!" I stated to everyone, who looked up.

"Which one!?" Blaise asked, standing up.

"Scorpius." I said, moving my son's blanket off his face.

Harry got up and moved over my shoulder. "Damn it, I was hoping he'd look like me." Potter muttered with a sigh. "Now we're gonna have another whiny little shit Malfoy."

"That's my son you're talking about." I almost snarled. "See if you get to hold him." I said, walking around him and putting Scorpius in Hannah's grandmother's arms.

Nona took him and smiled. "Frank…look at him…"

Ace took the baby and looked at him before looking to me. "He looks exactly like his father." he said, still warming up to the idea of me being his grandson-in-law.

"Here's hoping that he doesn't turn out like his father, too!" Luke chided.

"Luke!" Emily snarled from her place on the couch. "You should know by now that he's family!"

I smirked. Most of Hannah's family, hell, even Potter warmed up to me marrying Hannah, but Luke…was still a tad bitter of it.

"Need I remind you that his kind helped kill Lily and James?" Luke demanded.

"What's that supposed to mean!?" Emily Ravenwood (aka Clove when she was in the coven.) snapped. "I'll have you know, Potter, that I was a Death Eater once, too. doesn't mean that I was evil. If it wasn't for the woman up there, your cousin that's giving birth, me and Malfoy and everyone else in this room would be dead."

"That's a point, but need I remind you lot what his father -?"

"My father is in Azkaban, still awaiting trail for all the things he did after he escaped the first and second time." I told him. "Since the Dementors got reinstated as guards in Azkaban wizard prison, there is a very solid chance that he will, like many others receive the Kiss. And when that day comes, me, my wife and my son and daughter will be there, front row center, ready to dance on that bastard's grave when he's killed. I am not my father. My father raped my mother to produce me and my sister." I said, picking up Mel and holding her. "I did no such thing to produce my son and my daughter, who has yet to be born. I told you all when we graduated Hogwarts, that I am not the man my father is. I am not the person I was when I started Hogwarts. You all know that I'd do anything to make sure that woman that I married stays safe. The coven knows it." I looked to Potter and the coven behind him. "Diamond definitely knows it when I almost slaughtered him for getting my wife kidnapped." I looked to Alvaro, who was sitting with Lovegood. "So don't even start calling me my father, Luke Potter. Because although I look like him, which I will admit I do, I am not him in any way."

Potter and my mother looked completely dumbstruck. Ace crossed his arms and nodded, grinning at me. "I've been waiting for you to say that, boyo!" he stated, standing up and clapping me across the back, handing me back my son. "Now you're a Potter in every sense of the word!"

I grinned and looked to everyone, even those who never liked me marrying their cousin or their second mother, in the case of the underage coven. And I saw them all nodding in approval.

Luke looked taken aback, but the man stood his ground. "I've known her since she was small. I taught her to use that damned toy broom. How am I to know that you really do love her?"

So that was his problem now. His problem wasn't my father anymore…his problem was whether or not I truly loved his cousin.

"I've been blissfully married to that girl for two years." I said. "I dated her before that since we were fourteen. I stayed with her when she had given her virginity to another man and when I saw her kill someone in front of me. Do you honestly think that if I never loved her, I would have had dreams of her when I was eleven? That I would have stayed with her as long as I have, longer than you, seeing as you never bothered to see her until I wrote you? That I would have written you and the rest of your family before the wedding so she could meet you all at last? That I would have married her at all? That I would have been married to her as long as I have been? That this child would even be in my arms?" I asked.

Everyone grinned and nodded to each other as Luke's went blank. "That's true." he muttered. "I believe I had you wrong, Malfoy." Luke nodded, holding out his hand.

I smirked and shook his hand. Now, the family was completely at peace.

At this, Scorpius stirred and looked at me, face blank before he screeched.

I laughed. "What's got a bee in your bonnet, son?" I asked, picking him up.

Suddenly, I heard Rose shout. "MALFOY, SHE'S PUSHING!"

I handed Scorpius to Potter and ran upstairs.

"Harley's coming." Hannah mouthed.

"Correction." I murmured. "Little Harley's coming. No one out Harleys the original Harley Quinn."

"You mean Harley Quinzel?" she asked.

"No, you know what I mean." I said, squeezing her hand. "Ok, love, push."

I was focused on Hannah's face straining with the effort of giving birth, her hand constricting mine as she grunted and screamed, taking every ounce of her strength to give birth for the second time in two hours.

"Ok, Han, stop for a minute." Rose said. "The cord's around her neck."

"Is she ok!?" Hannah asked.

"Relax, relax, I got it. Ok, one more push and she's here." Rose said.

One last scream and Hannah fell back against the pillows and I heard another scream pick up where she left off.

"She's here." Rose smirked, holding up a screaming, yet tiny baby girl with a shock of jet black hair.

"She's a tiny one. Scorpius must have taken most of what Han ate." Rose said. "Four pounds, three ounces." she wrote it down and handed the swathed baby to me.

"Hello, my little harlequin." I said as I took her, looking at her face.

She was a miniature Hannah in every way…right down to the red eyes…wait…red eyes?

Harley stopped screaming and looked at me, giggling as her eyes lightening to Hannah's eye colour.

"Oh, are we gonna be a little Necromancer, sweetheart?" I asked.

Harley looked at me and blinked as I took her downstairs.

"She's here." I said, focusing more on her than everyone else.

Narcissa gasped and took my daughter. "She's gorgeous." Narcissa mouthed.

"Obviously." me and Potter said together. "She looks like her mother!"

"Not so much." Narcissa murmured. "She has a minor little trace of Malfoy in her."

"Really? Let me see." I said, taking her, finding her bare wrist.

Resting there, where I had been marked along with the rest of the coven, was a pentagram inside a Q…small enough not to be noticed at a glance, but if you focused, it was visible.

"The Quinn's Mark." I murmured with a smirk, now remembering exactly what happened the day I got the Mark.

Flashback

the coven was sitting around the fire when Harley and Effie (Sheila.) came outside, Effie with a piece of paper, Harley with her dagger and wand.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Our calling card." Effie smirked and held up a bold Q encasing a pentagram.

"Our Mark. If the Dark Lord has one, we should get one that's a lot better looking…and more subtle. In case one of us gets caught." Hannah added with a grin.

"Yeah!" Potter (Haymitch) said. "If you want to get us killed!"

"Hey, would you rather accidentally wind up killing someone we support? We kill another Death Eater, we carve this little beauty and everyone will know it was one of us." Hannah said. "People will wind up drawing this mark on their wrists as a show of solidarity. Who's with me?"

There was silence until I stood up. "I am." I said.

"I am." Blaise said.

"Suck ass." Hannah said as one by one, everyone filed up to get the mark.

Hannah smirked and took my wrist first, the one that wasn't Marked by the Dark Lord and put her wand to it. "Quinn Mearca."

Instantly there was a flash of warmth and found a midnight blue version of the Imprint on the inside of my wrist.

Hannah held her wrist up, finding a matching Imprint. "We get the matching colour. Everyone else gets a dark colour. We're the only ones to get midnight blue."

Suddenly, there was a snap from outside our jurisdiction.

"Stay here." Hannah said, standing up and grabbing her weapons.

"I'm going with you." I said, grabbing my wand and running after her.

"Let me see Scorpius." I said, taking Scorpius from Blaise and seeing his wrist.

Scorpius had the same birthmark, ironically, the same colour as mine, Hannah's and Harley's.

"They're Quinns!" I said with a laugh before everyone fell silent.

"How's Hannah? Is she ok?" Luke asked.

I nodded. "She's fine and well, she's just tired. It's best to just let her sleep." I said.

"Did she see the twins yet?" Nona asked.

I shook my head. "She was busy delivering Harley when Scorpius was born, and so out of it when Harley was born that she never had time to hold her."

"Well, let her hold her babies!" Mother snapped at me. "Draco Lucius, even your father had the common sense to let me hold you and your sister!"

"Ok, ok, sorry, Mother. She'll be down once she gets her strength back up." I said, taking the twins and going back up to my room, finding Hannah awake, but resting.

I placed the twins in the bassinette and sat at the edge of the bed, stroking her hair. "How're you doing, Hannah?" I asked.

"Fine…" Hannah murmured. "a little tired, though. And more than a little sore."

I kissed her cheek. "I know. You've been through a lot today." I whispered as Rose left. "Where's it hurt, love?" I asked.

"My back."

I grinned and pulled her into my lap, rubbing her back.

Hannah POV

I sighed, letting myself relax before realizing that I shouldn't worry about myself!

"The twins!" I shot up. "Are they -?" I started.

"Harley and Scorpius are perfectly fine." Draco assured me, helping me up and leading me to the bassinette where two little bundles of pink and blue blankets laid.

The blue bundle revealed a shock of platinum blond hair and a face that reminded me eerily of Draco's.

The pink bundle was a shock of jet black hair, one pale wrist hanging out and showing a small birthmark of mine and Draco's Coven Imprint.

"They both have the Quinn Imprint." Draco said as I picked up Harley.

She indeed was a Mini-Me. Same features from my baby book, same hair colour and when she opened her eyes, they were the same colour as mine.

She looked at me and cooed, putting a hand on my face with a smirk that was definitely her father's.

"Damn you!" I laughed at Draco. "You gave my bleeding children the Malfoy smirk!"

"Well, you married a Malfoy, what d'you expect?" Draco asked. "My bloody children inherited the Necromancy gene from you!"

"Well, that gift is useful, to most, the Malfoy smirk just makes most want to punch you in the face." I said.

"Hey!" Draco said, feigning offence.

"Hey! If they did punch you in the face, they'd be six feet under before they did anything else!" I said.

"My Spitfire." Draco muttered, kissing my forehead as Harley screeched.

"Oh, I'm sorry, was I ignoring you?" I asked, hoisting her up and cuddling her.

Harley stopped screeching and looked at me, raising an eyebrow and looking a lot like me when I was confused.

"Definitely her mother's daughter." Draco laughed as he put some clean clothes on Scorpius, who screeched when Draco touched his platinum blond tufts.

"Definitely his father's son." I quoted him with a smirk.

"Fuck off, Hannah." Draco muttered, making me smack him with my free hand that wasn't diapering Harley.

"Hey! Our children were just born, don't curse in front of them!" I growled as I set Harley in a set of dark blue sleepers and giving her the toy we bought her the day previous, a little Alejandro for her very own.

Harley gave a grunt to reach for it until it flew out of my hands and into hers as she gave a giggle.

"Telekinetic…just like her mother!" Draco groaned.

I grinned and cradled my daughter, who was grinning sleepily at me as I sat in the rocking chair.

She blinked, staring at me through half-lidded eyes as she gave a big sleepy yawn.

"Sleepy little girl." I muttered, hoisting her onto my shoulder to rub her back and give her a pacifier.

Harley squeezed the arms of her teddy bear and sucked on her pacifier as her eyes closed.

"Oh, you lazy child." I whispered, getting up and taking her to the nursery.

Just as I started to lay her in the crib, Harley started crying, clutching my shoulder and dropping her bear.

I picked her up to see what was wrong, but she calmed down. She just wanted her mum.

"Draco!" I called into my room.

"Yeah?" Draco called back.

"Can you come pick up Harley's bear for me? Kinda can't bend down, scared to drop her." I said.

Draco came running, Scorpius in one arm and picked it up for me.

"Thanks." I said. "Be careful of my son!" I screeched, supporting Scorpius's head as Draco picked him up and held him properly. "God damn it, Draco, he's not even an hour old and you almost kill him!?" I almost screamed, shutting up when Harley started crying. "Oh, Harley." I murmured, bouncing and rocking her. "I'm sorry, did I scare you?" I whispered.

Harley calmed down again and held a light grip on my hair, unconsciously burrowing her face in my neck and sighing.

Feeling her warm breath on my skin made the situation all too real. This little girl wasn't my Aunt Katriona's daughter, Valleretta or my Aunt Pearl's two year old daughter Coraline. This was my daughter.

Harley had gone to sleep again and I smiled, kissing her head and taking her downstairs.

"Han!" Harry gave my shoulder a squeeze. "Amazing to see you up and about."

I grinned.