The week before Halloween Madam Malkin sent over a request to bring the boys to her shop to make the final adjustments, since everyone knew how quickly babies grew. She promised to close down the shop to all other customers for the morning, locking the doors and closing the thick drapes that covered the storefront window. And so Harry and Draco flooed with the boys straight into the shop.
Madam Malkin started with Sev, who grinned a large smile, showing off his new tooth on the top of his mouth, and stood on the stool, holding Draco's hands for support. Sev's costume was made out of a shiny green material with a scale pattern on it. It had a hood with the face of a snake on top and the snout of a snake with a forked tongue sticking out over the forehead. He hissed at his costume and kept trying to reach around behind him to grab the thick green tail. He laughed when he finally got hold of that tail.
Teddy went next, with Harry holding the baby as Madam Malkin worked. Teddy's costume was a fiery red that flickered between red orange, scarlet, and true red with a scale pattern to it. It had a hood with a stuffed dragon's head on top and a grey cloud of smoke came out of the nostrils once it was on Teddy's head. There were two great big wing-shaped flaps of fabric attached to the back. Madam Malkin pulled them each around his body, inserting the baby's hands into the little cuffs of fabric, so that the wings flapped when he moved his arms. He too laughed at his costume and quickly proceeded to stick his hand and the part of a wing that was attached to said hand into his mouth.
Scorp was last and Draco held him up for Madam Malkin. Scorp's costume was a shiny iridescent blue and black material, which didn't have a pattern to it. It had a pair of eyes on Scorp's chest with an arachnid looking mouth. There were two large claws, one on either side of the costume and like the wings on Teddy's costume, the claws had cuffs that Scorp's hands were inserted into so that they moved with his arms. A long thin segmented tail came out of the rear and went down almost to the ground before turning up and reconnecting to the costume in between the shoulder blades. The tail continued up over the hood of the costume and a stinger stuck out over the forehead.
Unlike Teddy and Sev who were distracted by their costumes enough to be entertained during the fitting, Scorp didn't seem to care about his costume. Instead the baby started crying, likely from having to stay still and being prodded at by a strange witch. Luckily Scorp hadn't grown any taller since his measurements were taken so he was done quickly. And then they were finished and flooing back to the Manor with the babies.
Everything looked like it was coming together for a perfect first Halloween as a family, but when dealing with babies, something always comes up to throw everything off. This time it was Scorp and Teddy both cutting their first teeth. Scorp's whininess from the fitting carried over; by the next day the baby was absolutely miserable with the agony of the tooth breaking through his gums. Not even teething rings, ice cream, pain potion, soothers, or his favorite unicorn blanket could keep the baby happy.
Harry couldn't handle it, so Narcissa took charge of Scorp for the week. She spent most of the time behind a muffling charm in the third bedroom so that the crying wouldn't bother everyone else in the house. Not that he cried the entire time, because she managed with the help of the baby pain potion to keep him entertained with elves and iced teethers for a good portion of it. But then there was also the fact that Draco couldn't bear to nurse him right now with the way the baby was biting and his hatred of bottles, which alone led to frequent tantrums settled only when his tummy grew so hungry that he gave in and drank the bottle.
Teddy started whining three days after Scorp and by the morning of Halloween it was clear that he too was cutting his first tooth. His bottom gum was red, he was drooling constantly, and he chewed on everything. Harry felt bad about handing Scorp off to Narcissa, so he tried to comfort Teddy. After half an hour, he couldn't stand it any longer and cracked, passing the baby to Draco. At least it was a Saturday, so Draco was free and Harry didn't have to worry about disturbing Draco's studying.
"Harry, you look really stressed out. Don't let this get to you," Draco said, bouncing Edward up and down while rubbing the fussing baby's back.
"I'm just frustrated. How come it wasn't this bad when Sev cut that tooth a few weeks ago?" Harry asked, picking up Sev from where the baby was in the process of pulling himself up, taking half a step without holding on, falling, and pulling himself up again.
"Because Sev has already cut two teeth. Let me tell you that when he cut that first one, he was a nightmare."
"I don't believe it, not my little Sev. You'd never be a nightmare, would you Sev?"
"No," Sev said, having caught on to Scorp's favorite word.
"See, at least Sev doesn't cry at me."
"I'm gonna take Edward for a walk and see if that calms him. We'll floo over to the guesthouse and see if George is there yet."
Draco left with Teddy and Harry played with Sev a bit, holding the baby's hands as Sev walked around the nursery. Draco came back half an hour later and confirmed that George was already setting things up for the party. He sent Harry and Sev to go catch up with George, because Draco thought his husband could use some time out of the house. Not that he didn't want to get away from the crying too, but Harry was pregnant and he wanted to take the brunt of the responsibility from Harry when it came to unpleasant things like teething. He thought that taking care of Edward for the day was the least he could do after he'd pawned Scorp off on his mother, but then Scorp couldn't see him without wanting to nurse and he really couldn't stand being bitten again right now.
Of course with all of the teething that was going on lately Draco's nursing only routine had gone out the window and he was back to the breast pump. Only now he was much more careful about how much he pumped. Instead of just leaving the pumps on all day, he would pump for forty-five minutes every four hours while he was awake and once during the night. And the elves had strict instructions to monitor how much liquid was produced and to tell him if it went over a set amount. He was being very cautious, but then the last thing he wanted was to wind up in St. Mungo's again and put more stress on Harry.
Harry spent the rest of the morning watching Sev while talking to George about the very latest in Weasley Wizard Wheezes merchandise, all of which George brought with him. Most of it was absolutely ridiculous Savior Harry Malfoy themed versions of regular things, like the Savior Harry Malfoy exploding snap card set and the Savior Harry Malfoy wizard chess set. And there was the Savior Harry Malfoy costume kit that had been super popular this Halloween; it included a pair of glasses, an edible lightning bolt scar tattoo, and a fake pregnancy belly.
Harry picked up the fake belly and then compared it to his own mostly flat waist and said, "George, you do know that I'm only two and a half months pregnant, right?"
"Yeah, but the fans crave what the fans crave. These things flew right off the shelf. But then the vomit is cherry flavor, so half of them are selling for the bottle of cherry vomit alone," George replied, pulling out the spray can from the box to show Harry.
Harry dropped the can of spray vomit back into the box. Vomiting was a sensitive subject with him right now. He was up every night for the past two weeks puking his guts out, no matter how much elven tea he drank. His body seemed to be going into over drive with the nausea. He hadn't even made it down to breakfast that morning before he was puking his guts out.
Thinking about this morning's adventure with the toilet reminded Harry that he was hungry, so he took Sev back to the Manor for lunch. He would've invited George to join him, but Weasley's weren't allowed to know the secret and Andy had promised to feed George.
Draco was sitting in the dining room with Edward, who had miraculously stopped crying. The lack of crying had a lot to do with the fact that Draco was feeding Edward breast milk ice cream, which was sweet, creamy, and most importantly cold enough to numb the baby's sore gum.
"You'll have to give Sev a bowl too," Draco said.
Harry agreed and strapped Sev into the blue highchair, making sure to fasten the baby's bib. Sev seemed very happy to be getting ice cream for lunch, except for the fact that he made the mistake of answering Harry's question regarding whether he wanted it with the word, "No." He hadn't yet learned his lesson not to say no when dealing with matters of food.
"Scorp shouldn't have to miss out on the ice cream," Harry said, trying to wrestle the spoon away from Sev after Sev swallowed the first bite of ice cream.
"He's not; the elves already sent a bowl up to mother and you know his highchair has been up on the third floor all week."
"Good."
"Mother says that ice cream is practically the only thing Scorp's been eating today. I feel like a monster letting him go hungry," Draco said.
"He has a choice to eat; he's just choosing not to, because he doesn't like the container."
"Yeah, but he's so small; he shouldn't be made to go without a meal just because he's stubborn."
"Draco, I saw what Scorp did to you. I know he didn't mean it, but you were bleeding. That's got to be painful, especially when you constantly have to pump."
"Yeah, but that's what healing charms and pain potions are for."
"Healing charms to that area aren't supposed to be used more than once a day and we both know that the pain potion for breast feeding wizards is weak." Harry had experience with said potion, because it was the same potion that pregnant wizards were allowed to take. He'd had a headache every day this week and not once did the potion do more than take the edge off of his pain.
"You're one to talk; you blame yourself for everything, so why can't I blame myself for this?"
"Because it's not your fault. At least Scorp took so long to get his first tooth. Why do you think that is? Wasn't Sev around Teddy's age when he got his first two?"
"Yeah, but all babies develop at their own rates and Scorp's always been a bit behind. The muggles told me that that was to be expected, because he was born underdeveloped. They said to expect him to do everything a couple of months later than typical."
Scorp was almost eleven months old, so his teeth were more than just a couple of months late, but Harry let it drop. Instead Harry started telling Draco about George's entertainment for the night.
After lunch, the babies were sticky from the ice cream, so Harry and Draco gave them a bath, before they all took a nap; the adults were both tired from being up in the night and from dealing with cranky babies. After naptime was dinner time and then time to dress for the party.
The sun was just setting when Harry and Draco flooed with Sev and Teddy over to the guesthouse, where the guests were already arriving. Narcissa arrived a minute later with Scorp, who's screams they heard from the moment she stepped out of the floo. But then Scorp always complained about traveling and cutting that tooth made everything worse, so she didn't think the cause was lost yet. Besides, he looked adorable in the scorpion costume, even if he sounded like a banshee with his wailing.
Draco tried to ignore Scorp's cries when his mother exited the guesthouse with the baby, but then Scorp started screaming, "Fa-er!" over and over again and Draco couldn't resist. Draco traded babies with his mother, handing Edward over and taking Scorp into his arms for the first time since Scorp had bit him.
Scorp's cries lessoned the moment Draco took hold of the baby; screams turned into whimpering and snuffling as Draco soothed Scorp with gentle bouncing motion and patting the baby's back. "Fa-er," Scorp said again, in a tone that sounded grateful.
"Yes Scorp, father's here," Draco soothed. "Mother, did he eat?"
"Another bowl of ice cream and half his bottle of milk," Narcissa confirmed.
"The exploding snabberwitches are scaring him," Luna said dreamily to Harry in reference to Scorp's crying. Luna, Ginny, and Hermione had all flooed directly from Headmistress McGonagall's office, having special permission from the headmistress to attend the celebration.
"He's cutting a tooth," Harry explained, watching as a tendril of drool fell out of Scorp's mouth and down Draco's back. Draco didn't even seem to notice.
Scorp clutched on tightly to Draco and was asleep before the swarm of witches engulfing Harry and Narcissa finished cooing over the other two babies. Draco squeezed in next to Hermione to get close enough to Harry to be heard. "Harry, I'm gonna go back home with Scorp. You stay here and have fun."
"Are you sure? He's sleeping; you could give him to your mum to take home," Harry replied.
Draco knew he could pawn Scorp off on his mother again, but even in the baby's sleep, Scorp had a death grip on his robes. He felt bad about putting the baby down when Scorp had obviously been so relieved to see him. Maybe he shouldn't have pushed Scorp away so much these past few days. Sure Scorp had cried to be nursed every time the baby saw him, but he was the parent and he could've held Scorp and refused to nurse Scorp at the same time, couldn't he? At the time he'd reasoned that would make Scorp's crying worse, but now he wasn't so sure.
"Yeah, I'm gonna stay with him; he's pretty miserable," Draco said, before flooing home with Scorp.
Harry stayed at the Halloween party with Sev. Teddy started fussing and whining not long after Scorp and Andy took the baby into her place to sooth. So Halloween wasn't the fun family costume party Harry had wanted, but he did get to catch up with his friends and show off Sev, who looked absolutely adorable in his green snake costume, especially because Sev hissed almost the whole night and clearly loved the tail.
Sev got tired of being held about half an hour into the party, so Harry started putting the baby down while he played a few of the games George had brought; Savior Harry Malfoy hangman was a hoot. Hermione, Ginny, and Luna took over watching Sev.
And then at about eight o'clock, just when Harry was getting tired and thinking of taking Sev home for the night, Ginny shouted out, "Harry, you have to come here and see this!"
Ginny, Hermione, and Sev were about ten feet away, out of the way of most of the people playing the games. The three witches were surrounding the baby, who was standing up on his own without holding anything for support or falling down. It lasted for about another second, but then he got back up and did it again and this time he lasted for about a minute before falling down. Harry was stunned speechless.
"He's been trying to stand and walk all night. Mostly he took one step and fell down, but this is the longest he's stayed up," Hermione said.
"He hasn't stood before. It's always one step and then falling. I have to take a picture of this or Draco'll kill me," Harry replied.
Harry called a house elf who brought the camera. He took a few shots of Sev standing and then talked to Hermione, Ginny, and Luna for a bit. The party was winding down and he was tired, so he soon said goodnight and flooed home with Sev, Andy following behind him with Teddy.
If Harry had thought Halloween was ruined by Scorp and Teddy's teething, it was nothing compared to the séance Lucius tried to lead them in Sunday morning in the graveyard in Godric's Hollow. Teddy cried through the entire thing and Scorp screamed bloody murder when it began. Narcissa and Andy ended up taking Scorp and Teddy home, allowing Draco and Lucius to carry on with the ritual. Only the ritual was so boring Harry began to miss Scorp and Teddy's crying and actually wished he'd volunteered to take the babies home, even though he hated crying.
Harry let out a sigh of relief when the séance finished and it turned out that he hadn't died of boredom after all. That relief was short lived, because an hour after the séance, they flooed to the Rosier's home for a midday feast. The food was delicious and there was way too much of it, but the people were a problem.
Mr. Rosier, who was Druella's brother, looked to be about a hundred and seemed to be about as awful as Druella and Lucius during his Death Eater days combined. Speaking of Draco's grandmother, she was there too and she and her brother told the most horrible story about how the two of them had gone off and tortured muggle children for fun back when they were children. The worst part was the fond voice they told the story in and the way they laughed at the end when the muggle child peed her pants.
"Don't mind father. He's a harmless old man too set in his ways to realize that muggle torturing is out right now," Mrs. Pucey said to Harry when she noticed Harry's pale disturbed complexion.
Adrian Pucey and his father were there too, since his mother was a Rosier by birth. Adrian seemed alright and didn't laugh at any of his grandfather's horrid old stories, but that didn't make Harry any more comfortable in the strange house. And he never bothered to say more than the cursory hello to Harry. He spent some time catching up with Draco, but mostly he was engrossed in his date.
Acacia Rosier, the nurse who had tended to Draco in the hospital, was there and she was alright, but the rest of her family was weird. Her mother, Mrs. Rosier was probably the most disturbing person there, because she spent a good deal of the time conversing with the giant portrait of her late husband; there was a life sized portrait of Evan Rosier hanging on the wall in the dining room. It was no wonder Evan Rosier Junior was the shy awkward type who didn't mutter a single word during the entire feast when his father was a dead Death Eater and his mother was crazy. Harry almost felt sorry for Evan and thought about trying to talk to Evan, but Evan's brooding was just too creepy, so Harry kept silent. What was surprising was that Acacia had turned out alright.
Harry wondered why Draco had insisted on taking the babies to this bloody awful feast and he took the first chance to escape. Twenty minutes in when Teddy started screaming, Harry volunteered to return to the Manor with the baby.
"Are you sure you want to take him, Harry? I don't mind going," Andy offered, but it was clear that she really wanted to stay and continue the conversation she had been having with her cousin, Mrs. Pucey.
"No, you stay, I'll go," Harry said.
Harry went home and found Narcissa with Scorp in the nursery. Scorp had been miserable the entire day to the point where they hadn't even tried taking Scorp to the feast, which was why Narcissa had stayed home with the baby. But now Scorp was quietly sitting in the swing gnawing on a frozen teething ring.
Narcissa took Teddy from Harry and gave the baby a pain potion, before summoning Mipsy for another frozen teething ring. "You can go back to the party, Harry," Narcissa said, once she had calmed Teddy down.
"Um, that's okay. Why don't I take a turn with the babies and you go back to the party?" Harry asked. Right now he'd even take being left alone with two teething babies over going back to that bloody excuse for a party.
"Harry, you shouldn't be over doing it, not in your state. I don't mind missing the feast."
"No, it's okay, really. And I won't be over doing it: I'll call Hermione."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Well alright then, but if they get to be too much for you, then firecall, alright?"
Harry agreed and then firecalled Hermione who was at the Burrow for the weekend, inviting her over. He told her that he wanted to invite Molly over too, but didn't want to be found out for letting a Weasley into the house. He was the Manor's secret keeper and up until now he had been obeying Draco's wishes and not given the secret to anyone in the Weasley family. But he had two teething babies in the nursery, he had just had the most awful day imaginable, and it was time to call in reinforcements in the form of Molly.
"Harry, we better cover all of the portraits so no one knows what we're doing," Hermione said, covering Merlin's canvas in the nursery with a black cloth and putting a soundproof bubble around the canvas, so that the painting wouldn't be able to see or hear anything in the nursery.
Harry agreed and began closing all of the spare doors, blocking off the portraits in the other rooms from seeing or hearing anything, while Hermione covered and sound proofed all of the portraits. Only when all of the portraits were covered, did Harry firecall Molly and ask her to floo over.
By the time Molly finally arrived, Scorp was crying again and she took the cranky baby into her arms. "Well here's the problem: he's cutting his first two teeth at once!" Molly announced bouncing the baby up and down.
"Two teeth? But I only saw the one," Harry replied. There had only been one three days ago when Scorp had bitten Draco's nipple. Harry had made the mistake of putting his finger in Scorp's mouth to check how sharp the tooth was and had gotten a bite on his finger to thank for it. The tooth wasn't very far in, having just broken the surface Thursday morning, but it was very sharp.
"Yes, there's the one that's already broken the surface, but the tooth right next to it is also coming in. And at his age it's a wonder he's not got more teeth already," Molly replied.
"Well isn't there something we can do for him?" Harry asked.
"There is. I brewed up a batch of my family's famous teething potion the other day when I heard about your troubles, dear," Molly said, pulling out a vial of potion from her pocket. She applied a fingerful to the enflamed area, running her finger along the swollen gum in Scorp's mouth. Scorp stopped crying immediately. "See, works every time."
"Thank you so much, Molly," Harry said.
"Oh it's nothing. Anytime," Molly replied.
Teddy was the next one to cry and the next to receive Molly's miracle teething potion cure. It worked just as well on Teddy as it had on Scorp and Harry insisted on getting the recipe from Molly. He had no plans on brewing the potion himself, but he was sure Draco would brew it for him.
Molly stayed for two hours and seemed to be having a grand time playing with the babies. She only left because the babies had gone down for their naps and Harry was worried the Rosier's feast would be ending soon. He didn't want to be caught with a Weasley in the house, not yet wanting to get into that argument with Draco. On the plus side, Molly left the vial of potion for Harry and told him to firecall her anytime if he needed help with anything.
As soon as Molly was through the floo, Hermione and Harry went through the house uncovering portraits, removing the sound-bubbles from portraits, and opening doors which weren't normally kept closed. By the time Draco returned with Sev, Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch in the sitting room as if they hadn't been up to anything.
"How did you get both Scorp and Teddy to go down for their nap already?" Draco asked, coming back from laying Sev down.
"Molly sent me with a vial of her teething potion to try. It worked like a dream," Hermione said, holding up the vial Molly had left.
"Is it safe for babies?" Draco asked, examining the foreign potion.
"Molly said it was. She sent the recipe too, if you want to take a look at it," Harry replied, holding out the parchment with the recipe.
Draco took the parchment and read through the list of ingredients. "I'm gonna take this to St. Mungo's real quick and ask what the restrictions on usage are with young babies, just to be sure," Draco said.
"If it came from Molly Weasley, I'm sure it's harmless, but go if you must," Harry replied.
Draco was sure of no such thing. For all he knew, the Weasley violent streak might be caused by ingesting too much of this very potion. It was better safe than sorry, so he took the potion vial and the instructions to St. Mungo's and got one of the pediatric specialist to confirm that the potion was indeed safe for babies, before apparating back to the Manor.
"Well, it's not poison, is it?" Harry asked with a teasing grin when Draco returned.
"No and it's safe for babies. But it shouldn't be taken more than once every four hours and no more than four times a day. Did you know that?" Draco asked smugly.
"Um, no," Harry replied.
"Well next time, do find out the specifics before you overdose one of our boys," Draco replied.
"How was the feast, Draco?" Hermione asked, changing the subject.
"Wonderful. It was nice catching up with Adrian again. He plans on marrying Violet Parkinson; she's a lovely young witch, don't you think, Harry?" Draco asked.
"Oh, is that who she was?" Harry asked.
"Are you seriously telling me you didn't notice the resemblance between her and Pansy?" Draco asked. Violet looked almost identical to Pansy, except where Pansy had her father's nose, Violet had her mother's more appealing nose.
As a matter of fact, without the ugly heinous nose that made Pansy look like a pug, Harry hadn't been able to spot the overwhelming similarity between the two witches. "Sorry, I must've missed it. I thought you said your mum's family was related to the Crabbes. Why wasn't Mrs. Crabbe there?" Harry asked, changing the subject. Not that he was broken up about not seeing Mrs. Crabbe, but he wondered.
"That was Grandmother Druella's family. The Crabbes were related through Grandfather Cygnus," Draco explained. "We'll spend Beltane with what's left of them."
Harry groaned at that. The last thing he wanted was to spend another holiday with Draco's family, even if it wasn't for another six months.
"Harry, I don't know why you're complaining. I'm not complaining about spending Christmas with the Weasleys," Draco replied.
"What?" Hermione asked surprised.
Harry's mouth was hanging open in a flabbergasted manner. "Could you repeat that, Draco?" he asked.
"Or did you want to celebrate Imbolc with them instead? We always celebrate Imbolc, but I was under the impression you preferred the muggle holidays," Draco replied.
"Um, Christmas is good, but why are we spending it with the Weasleys? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd love it if we did, but I kind of gathered the impression that you didn't approve of them," Harry said.
"Did you have some other family you wanted to spend it with then? Your muggle family? I didn't think you were that close," Draco said, hoping that Harry didn't plan on making him spend holidays with the muggles.
"We're not. I prefer the Weasleys, but why are we spending Christmas with my family?" Harry asked.
"We don't have to if you don't want to. I just assumed you would want to," Draco replied.
"Draco, is this something that is in your marriage contract?" Hermione hazard a guess. It would explain the miscommunication.
"Yes, it is. Samhain is with the Rosiers, Beltane is with the Crabbes, and Imbolc and Lughnasadh are with Harry's family. I went out of my way to invite everyone I thought Harry considered family to his birthday party, which was on Lughnasadh. I even invited Hagrid," Draco said. The only people he had left out of the party were the old people, because he had wanted to keep the party to just the young people.
Harry didn't know what Loonysay was or why it was on his birthday, but he smiled as he remembered all of his friends had been there on his birthday. He thought about it for a few minutes and concluded that he was definitely getting the better deal out of it, because Christmas and his birthday were better than the day after Halloween and Beltane. He wasn't positive when Beltane was, but he was pretty sure it was in the spring sometime. And if he had to put up with going to the Rosier's and the Crabbe's once a year, then it was worth it, since Draco would be putting up with going to the Weasleys for Christmas.
"Does Molly know you're coming over for Christmas?" Hermione asked.
"Probably not if Harry didn't bother to inform her," Draco answered.
"Well I didn't know we were going. I thought you didn't want the babies over there," Harry said.
"That's true; I don't want them over there. But it is in our marriage contract and I assume you'll arrange for Ron to be elsewhere when we visit. Father, Mother, and Aunt Andy will be there to help protect the boys if any of the Weasleys get out of hand," Draco said.
"Wait, your parents are coming too?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I'm not going to leave them here to spend the holidays by themselves, am I? Did you not read the marriage contract at all?" Draco asked. He had known from their last conversation about the marriage contract that Harry hadn't read it very carefully, but he still thought Harry would at least have a vague idea about it, especially when it concerned Harry's holidays.
"No, not really."
"Harry! How could you sign something without reading it?" Hermione asked accusingly. "You could've signed your freedom away!"
"I'm highly offended by that accusation! I'll have you know that I didn't want a slave; this is the other parent of my children we're talking about here," Draco replied scathingly.
"Sorry Draco, I didn't mean it like that," Hermione replied.
"Next time I sign a contract, I'll let you read over it first, Hermione," Harry said.
"No need; you're not signing anything ever again without my approval. I won't let you give your freedom away," Draco reassured Harry.
"Thanks," Harry replied.
"Well I better get going. Shall I inform Molly to expect the whole Malfoy family?" Hermione asked.
"Everyone but my grandmother," Draco confirmed. "Well Aunt Andy's not in the contract, but I assume she'll be where Edward is."
Hermione said her goodbyes and then apparated to the Burrow to inform Molly of the Malfoy's impending visit come Christmas.
Author's Note: Moving right along. I think I'll just do about one chapter a month until we get closer to the birth of the baby.
The middle name doesn't necessarily have to be after Sirius, but in last chapter I wanted to show Draco making an effort for Harry's sake. The only requirements are that it's something Harry and Draco would pick and sounds good between Lilac and Malfoy. One of my wonderful reviewers informed me that the Egyptian goddess Isis is associated with Sirius the Dog Star. Therefore making Lilac's middle name Isis would be in honor of Sirius and sound much better. What do the rest of you think? Are there any other suggestions out there? At the very least, they need more names to argue over.
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