Title: Time Changes Everything
Rating: MWarnings: Non-explicit slash HPDM, non-HBP compliant, implied MPREG
Disclaimer: JK Rowling Owns Harry Potter and its original characters. I came up with this plot, but if anyone can do it better- please go ahead, I'd love to read it!
A/N: Thanks for the Reviews, Keep them coming!
"One of the kids?" both Potter and Malfoy screamed at the same time.
At that exact moment the front door flew upon and Potter and Malfoy witnessed a proverbial hurricane come in. Three children; a girl and two boys, entered the home with an amused looking Narcissa Malfoy following them. She looked as young and beautiful as ever.
"Daddy, Pappa! Grandma took us to the park and we got ice cream and we rode the carousel and we had a picnic and I didn't like the chicken but the potato salad was good and Jamie pushed me and stole my cupcake and-"
"I did not Lila. It's no wonder your nickname is Li, that is all you do, you are such a liar!"
"I'm not lying. You took the white cupcake and you knew I love white cupcakes and-"
"You are insane, Li I never knew you liked white cupcakes and I definitely didn't push you and-"
Draco interrupted the children mid-fight, "children, please stop fighting. This is no way to act in front of guests."
The guests in question were standing in the entrance hall with their mouths open in silent shock. It took a few seconds but Potter was finally able to recover his voice, "Are these my, er' our children?" he asked trying not to sound incredulous.
"That is correct, Potter. May I introduce you to your three children," Harry said motioning for the three children to come over to Potter and Malfoy.
"This is James Sirius Potter-Malfoy, but we call him Jamie. Jamie is 8 years old"
Potter and Malfoy looked at Jamie who was a good looking albeit serious looking 8 year old. He had light blonde hair which was as messy as Harry's hair ever was. He had vivid green eyes and he wore small wire-framed glasses. Like his fathers, he was dressed in muggle attire. He wore a red polo shirt with tan pants. He bowed his regal looking face in a nod of hello to Potter and Malfoy.
"Hi Jamie," Potter said to him clearly in awe of the fact that this boy was his flesh and blood.
"Do you always dress in Gryffindor colors, Jamie?" Malfoy asked, half appalled and half joking.
"Only when I want to annoy Pappa," he said with a shy smile and a look at Draco.
"Its ok, Jamie, I've come to hold a special place in my heart for Gryffindors, even if I'd prefer not to have my children dress like them," Draco joked and looked at his husband who continued with the introductions.
"This little spitfire is Lila Potter-Malfoy. Lila, do you want to tell Harry and Draco here how old you are?" Harry asked the little girl who was basically a female version of Draco. She had light blond hair, blue-gray eyes,a pointed chin, and full pink lips. She wore her hair in two braids on either side of here face. Lila wore a pink t-shirt, a denim skirt with a matching pink flower on it and pink trainers.
"I am 5 and three quarters and Daddy , don't you remember? My name isn't Lila today."
"Oh, how could I forget? This is Strawberry Shortcake." Realizing her father remembered her alter-ego of the day, Lila beamed.
"Nice to meet you Strawberry, is pink by any chance your favorite color?" Harry bent down to the little girl to ask her the question.
"How did you know? Are you really also my Daddy?" Lila asked inquisitively.
"Sort of," Harry responded, "I will be your Daddy in the future."
"That's confusing." Lila said.
Just then a little black haired boy with big gray eyes peeked out from behind his grandmother's skirt. He was wearing a green t-shirt with a picture of a dinosaur on it, a pair of blue jeans and a small pair of Nike trainers. He tugged at his father's pants.
"Did you think we forgot about you, Lucky?" Draco asked the boy in a joking tone.
The boy nodded shyly. "We could never forget about you, you are our little Lucky charm, aren't you?" The boy nodded again.
Draco picked him up and introduced him to Potter and Malfoy. "This is Lucius Cedric Potter-Malfoy, but as you heard, we call him Lucky. Lucky do you want to say how old you are?"
Lucky held up three fingers to indicate that he was three years old. "Pappa, Daddy, I saw a big black dog at the park! It looked just like the way you said Sirius used to look! I petted it and it even licked me!" Lucky said with a face that showed that he loved every minute of his excursion.
"So, you have dog germs now? Am I going to have to tickle the dog germs out of you?" Draco asked Lucky and then proceeded to tickle him until the little boy had tears of laughter streaming out of his eyes.
"Jamie, Lila and Lucky, why don't the three of you go into the playroom for a few minutes while the adults talk," Draco said and ushered the three youngsters into a room off of the main hallway.
"I can't believe those are my kids. How is that possible? We are both male. I would say that we must have adopted them, but they all look like Malfoy and me, except for Lila who looks just like Malfoy," Potter was nervous and resorted to his bad habit of talking too much when he felt that way.
"You are such a muggle, Potter. In the wizarding word, men are able to conceive children, be pregnant and give birth. There is a special potion which allows this to occur. So, which one of us takes the potion? Who's the "mum" in this relationship?" Malfoy asked with a smirk and then added, "Sorry Mother, no offense meant."
"Of course not Draco darling," Narcissa answered with a smirk of her own, that Potter thought could rival any of Malfoy's patented smirks.
Harry answered Malfoy, "Well, neither of us are the 'Mum' of the relationship as you call it. Our children have two very loving fathers. We both went through pregnancies and deliveries though. We both wanted to be able to experience the joy of carrying and giving birth to our children so Draco carried Jamie, I carried Lila and then we flipped a galleon and Draco won, so he carried and gave birth to Lucky."
"Is that why you retired from quiddich?" Potter asked his older counterpart.
"I always said you were a smart one, Potter," Harry laughed, "yes. When we decided to conceive Lila, I retired from quiddich. I knew it wouldn't be safe to continue playing through the pregnancy and after Lila was born neither of us wanted to work full time anymore. That is why Draco job shares with Hermione at Hogwarts and why I do consulting work."
"It all makes sense now," Malfoy said.
"Young Harry, I don't think we've been formally introduced. I am Draco's mother, Narcissa," Narcissa walked over to Potter and shook his hand.
"It is nice to meet you, Mrs. Malfoy. I remember you from the Quiddich World Cup in my fourth year," Harry explained.
"Yes, I remember that. Well, I should have you know you have become my second son and I love the older you with all my heart. Thank you for taking care of my precious Draco."
"Erm, you're welcome, I guess," Potter stammered.
Harry took this opportunity to hug his mother-in-law, "Thanks, Mum. You know what you mean to Draco, me, and the kids. We might not be fortunate to have all our parents around to be part of our lives, but we are lucky to have you. Thanks again for taking the kids to the park today."
"My pleasure, it was such fun. Your children are something else! I won't deny that when I get back to the manor, I am going to go take a VERY long nap. I am not as young as I used to be," she sighed.
"No, but you are just as beautiful, mother," Draco said and gave his mother a hug as well.
"Always the sweet talker Draco, aren't you," She winked at her son, "well, I best be going. Say good-bye to the children for me. I'll fire call you later in the week boys. Good luck, Potter and Malfoy," she said sweetly.
"Thanks, Mum," Malfoy said.
"Nice meeting you, Mrs. Malfoy," Harry said still somewhat uncomfortably.
And with that, she disapparated out of the house.
"Why don't I show you to your room and you two can get settled before dinner," Draco suggested.
The boys followed him up two flights of steps to the third floor of the townhouse. He opened the door to a large guest room with blue walls and a hard wood floor. There were two four poster beds on either side of the room and they were lying on a beautiful blue and yellow oriental rug. There were night tables next to the beds which had alarm clocks on them. The beds had simple light blue duvets covering them. Draco opened the door to a small walk-in closet. There were both muggle and wizard clothes hanging in the closet. One side of the closet was designated for Potter, and the other side for Malfoy. There was another door that opened to a bathroom with a shower as well as a large bathtub in it. There were white fluffy towels folded on a shelf next to the bathtub.
"Welcome to your home for the next month," Draco said to the boys, "I hope you two are comfortable here."
"Thanks Draco," Potter said
"Thanks, it looks nice," Malfoy said.
"I am going to go help Harry with dinner and check on the kids," Draco said and left the room.
Potter and Malfoy stood in their room together, both feeling pretty awkward.
"So..um."started Potter.
"Eloquent as ever, aren't you, Potter?" Malfoy sneered.
"Please, Malfoy. Not only have I met my future self today, I found out I am gay, I will become pregnant, give birth to a child and I have to live with my biggest rival for the rest of my life. Pardon me for not knowing exactly what to say in this situation, Malfoy."
"Believe me, I didn't think I'd end up with you either, Potter. This really is a crazy situation isn't it?" Malfoy laughed.
"I should have known something like this would happen. Dumbledore basically warned me before I left. He told me something about remembering that people can change. I guess you are that person aren't you?" Potter asked.
"He was probably referring to both of us, Potter. Obviously both of us will change if we are able to live and raise children together. Merlin, our future selves seem really happy together, don't they? The kids are cute too," Draco said.
Harry considered this for a second and answered, "well with the two of us as their parents, who would expect anything different?"
"Touche, Potter, touche. Hey, are we having a civilized conversation?" Malfoy could hardly believe it.
"Kill me now, Malfoy!"
"There will be plenty of time for that later, Potter. Trust me," and Malfoy said in a suggestive tone.
Potter felt a blush creep over his face. Luckily he didn't have to answer Malfoy because they were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. They looked at the door and saw Jamie standing there ackwardly.
"Um, my fathers asked me to tell you that it is time for dinner," He said uncertainly.
"Thanks Jamie. We'll come down with you now," said Potter.
On their way down the steps, Malfoy said to Jamie, "this must be weird for you."
Jamie answered truthfully, "yeah, it is pretty strange. I have four dads now. Are you going to act like our parents? Also, what am I supposed to call you? I feel weird about calling teenagers Dad and Pappa."
"First of all, we are still kids, so no, we won't be strict with you like parents would. But we will probably grow pretty fond of you while you are here, seeing as how you are our son," Malfoy answered.
Jamie looked relieved.
"And you can call us Potter and Malfoy. That is what your fathers are calling us and it is easier if everyone refers to us in the same way," Potter explained.
Dinner went by uneventfully. The teenagers found out that Draco and Harry took turns cooking although Draco enjoyed it more than Harry did. He explained that cooking and potions were two very similar tasks and they both came naturally to him. When Potter asked who did the housework, Harry answered honestly that they had a house elf who came in every other day to make sure that the house was clean and in order. On the other days, Harry and Draco did their best to keep things up but neither one of them particularly enjoyed housekeeping. Malfoy was shocked to hear that they didn't have a complete staff of house elves like he had growing up but Draco told him that they preferred to live a simpler life.
After dinner, Potter and Malfoy played with the kids in the playroom while Harry and Draco cleaned up. Both boys found that the children were both wonderful and extremely exhausting to be with. After 3 games of fairy princess (Lila decided that she was tired of being Strawberry Shortcake and asked to be called Princess Gwendolyn instead), 5 piggy-back rides for Lucky, and 2 games of exploding snap with Jamie, Potter and Malfoy were completely worn out.
When they got to their room that night Potter fell into bed with a yawn.
"I am knackered, those kids are exhausting," he said.
"So true. How do Harry and Draco do it?" Malfoy asked.
"They must use some kind of energy inducing potion," Potter suggested.
"Could be. Well, I have to say Potter, when I found out that you were in my future this morning, I wasn't too pleased. I am dumbfounded that we'll actually choose to spend the rest of our lives together, but I will admit that we seem happy."
"That we do, Malfoy. That we do."
And both boys fell asleep thinking about what other surprises the rest of the month might bring.