Disclaimer: Harry Potter and friends belong to J. . I'll take the enemies. ;)
Warnings: Language, implied past MPreg.
A/N: Keep the suggestions coming, guys! :D
Prompt: Children
Draco paused for breath, gasping. He didn't have the energy to keep this up indefinitely, and he wondered vaguely if there might not be some magical means of siphoning off a child's energy.
The twins, Scorpius and Albus, peeked around the corner at him and giggled. Despite being twins, they couldn't have looked more different. Albus was the spitting image of his Dad, Harry, with his messy black hair that never cooperated, his bright green eyes, and his need for glasses. Scorpius, on the other hand, was all Draco, with fine blond hair that never misbehaved, pale skin, and mercurial silver-grey eyes.
Having caught his breath, Draco roared and chased after them. They squealed in delight and ran as fast as their three year old legs could carry them. Draco purposefully lagged behind, but they nevertheless put up quite the pace. James jumped out at him, yelling, "Can't catch me, Papa!" and dashed away, laughing madly as Draco followed. He followed the mop of black hair, determined to catch his prey.
He caught up with James and grabbed him. James' brown eyes sparkled with mirth as he shrieked and struggled to get away. The five year old was surprisingly strong for his age and size, but fortunately Draco was stronger. James shrieked again.
Harry appeared at the top of the stairs, arms cradling their baby daughter, Lily. "What's all this racket?" he asked, amused. "You guys woke Lily up. " He didn't sound upset, so he must not have been trying to sleep. He slept a lot right now, still recovering from the pregnancy.
Lily's shock of red hair peeking out over the edge of her receiving blanket stood out from even where Draco stood at the bottom of the stairs. He smiled indulgently at Harry and their beautiful daughter, made with magic. James continued to squirm in his arms, but he gave Harry and Lily priority first.
"Sorry about waking her up, love," he said. "Do you need me to help with anything?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he was tackled from both sides by a little blond blur and a little black one. He went "Oomph!" Harry's laughter trickled down the stairs and filled the whole house.
Draco grinned as well, although he was now wrestling with three very determined children. He loved being a Papa, but sometimes it was bloody exhausting. Well worth it though, he thought, looking at his perfect family of six.
Yes, it was well worth it.