Hi, Everyone! Nice to see you all back here! Well, here's the next chapter...It hasn't been edited but I'm going on vacation so I wanted you to have something to read while I was away. If you review, I'll get it when I come back and I'm looking forward to an inbox full of reviews!
Lori
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The front page of the Daily Prophet's morning edition proclaimed the winner of The Leaky Cauldron's 'Malfoy-Potter baby pool' on the first of August. In an astounding turn of events, Sibyl Trelawney – noted seer and professor of Divination at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry – had accurately predicted not only the date of the Malfoy-Potter birth but also the time, weight and measurement of the babies. The pool had granted her nearly thirty thousand galleons but use of her talents wasn't against the rules so there was no disputing her win.
Pansy started things off for their not-so-small group of friends. She experienced false labor on the morning after Harry's party. Marcus saw her to and from St. Mungo's but little Ambrose remained a resident of his mother's womb. Pansy and Marcus married on the second to be sure that her son wouldn't be a law breaker before he was born. Professor McGonagall consented to perform the ceremony as she had with all her other students and staff back in October.
Seamus and Neville sent notes round to tell everyone when they'd scheduled the surgery and, although they were planning for the next week, Seamus went into labor on August third. Tavin Jude Finnin Stanley Longbottom was born non-surgically on the morning of the fourth.
On August sixth, Lavender was shopping with Theo in Diagon when she fainted. She was taken directly to St. Mungo's and diagnosed with preeclampsia. Eustace Theodore Nott was born just a week early so, leaving the twins with Draco's parents and Dinki, Harry and Draco ventured out to visit her.
While at the hospital, they caught sight of a very sad Astoria Greengrass who was staring through a window and into the pediatric intensive care unit. Astoria's wife, Carina, wasn't due until late September, so it had shocked and frightened their whole family when she gave birth early on the seventh of August. Lorien Caleb was born so prematurely that he would have to stay under an incubation spell in Mungo's pediatric ward for the next several weeks. Male children born of female couples were extremely rare so they had already been keeping a close watch. It would be a miracle if the child survived. Draco comforted his friend as best he could but the blond knew he and Harry had to get back to the Manor soon because their own children needed them.
Katie Weasley – George's wife – was next but their twin girls were right on time. Guinevere Louise and Florestine Aster came into the world mid-afternoon on the eighth of August. Gwen, as George insisted on calling her, was a full seven minutes older than her sister. Harry smiled recalling that he'd long been told, long ago, by one of the Weasleys that Fred had been just that much older than George.
Pansy used the coin to alert the group that she'd given birth while on a short honeymoon to Paris. Ambrose Benedict Flint was born in their wizarding hotel room at midnight on the tenth. Madam Pomphrey had been minding Marcus' son, Tanis, while the couple had spent a few nights away. She brought the small boy to see his father and step-mother as soon as she got their owl.
Ginny was next and they welcomed Lucas Arthur and Lance Aldwyn on the fifteenth of August but there were complications. Lucas came first at exactly noon but almost ten minutes passed after that and Lance didn't seem to want to follow, so the Healer had to go in surgically. Ginny lost a lot of blood but the Healer was finally able to save her with an emergency hysterectomy. Magic would allow her to regenerate those organs but it meant a six month recovery before they would be fully functional.
Hermione and Ron were visiting Harry and Draco at Malfoy Manor on the evening of the eighteenth when she went into labor, but it was nearly dawn on August twentieth before Angelica Rose made her appearance. Harry was first to hold her and instantly named godfather.
Luna gave birth to Lawrence Raymond Zabini – or her little Moonbeam – exactly one month following the birth of Harry and Draco's twins. She claimed that her mother was in the birthing room with her, dressed in white with white feathery wings fluttering in a breeze. When asked, Blaise simply said, "She's just as sane as we are, Draco." Having heard this conversation between his husband and their friend, Harry had been shocked speechless.
Draco finally started studying for his tests but letters soon began to arrive from their other school friends which announced the births of more children.
Gregory Goyle wrote telling Draco that his daughter, Bernadine Clair, had been born late at night on August second. There had apparently been no complications during the birth but Parvati had contracted something called Fifth's Disease during the last months of the pregnancy. The baby could've gone into cardiac arrest at any time and it was a miracle to him that they'd both survived the birthing. He truly sounded like a proud father and actually asked to visit before Draco began his training.
Harry was planning a big party at the house in Kent for after Draco passed his NEWT tests so he took a mental note to invite the Goyle family.
Hannah Finch-Fletchley wrote to Hermione after she gave birth to her and Justin's daughter, Shannon Josephine, in the early morning hours on August twenty-eighth and Harry grinned as his friend read the letter to him. He was glad to hear that everyone was making the best of this crazy marriage law.
Draco had made an appointment to take the practical portion of his NEWT tests starting on September second, so Harry decided that they should move into the new house before then. Without telling Draco, he ordered furniture and bedding that was an exact duplicate of the things they'd had in their suite at the Malfoy's London townhouse. He also chose to order duplicates of the cribs and other baby furniture. Dinki was getting it all set up and all Harry had to do was pack his family's clothing while Draco was studying for his series of tests.
At breakfast on August thirtieth, Harry opened a letter from his old friend and housemate Oliver Wood. His daughter, Dahlia Jade Wood, had been born just before midnight the night before last. Emerson had made it through a difficult surgery but it wasn't safe for him to carry any more children.
Later that day, Harry brought Draco, the babies and his parents to the house in Kent. Dinki would bring Selene a little later. He held Lyra while Draco carried Caelum through the floo. Lucius and Narcissa joined them moments later. Lucius simply looked in at the kitchen and the fully furnished rooms, but Draco was overwhelmed. He handed Caelum to his mother and wandered from room to room while Harry brought his in-laws directly to the nursery.
Once the sleeping infants were laid in their cribs and had the gentle alert spell activated, Harry led the adults on an official tour. Narcissa looked out the back windows and gasped drawing Draco's attention.
A well organized – and beautiful – potions garden was laid out with a border of harmless plants and flowers that would protect the children incase they got too close. All the herbs that Kreacher and Dinki would need for the cooking were in a collection of pots near the door leading inside while everything Draco would need for their household potions and the apothecary was in the ground. Some were night blooming and some would blossom during the day. There were also some plants that would be useful either way. There was even a hothouse for the plants that didn't normally grow in the United Kingdom.
When Draco hugged Harry tightly and asked how this all happened, Harry simply reminded him that they had a lot of friends.
Speaking of friends, a letter came while they were settling into their new home. Padma Boot had given birth to her and Terry's twins earlier that day. Robin Polux Boot was older than his brother Rigel Wymund by four and a half minutes. In the letter, Padma seemed awfully put out with her sister. It seemed that Parvati – a fan of the dubious practice of Divination – was already predicting which Hogwarts House Padma's boys would end up being placed in. Not only that, but she foretold that Robin would be a chaser for Hufflepuff and Rigel would be a Slytherin Seeker to rival Harry and Draco's skill.
Just as Harry and Draco were having breakfast on the day that Draco's testing would begin, an owl flew in through the window. Adrian and Daphne Pucey were announcing the birth of their daughter, Florestine Blythe Pucey, who was going to be born by way of a planned Cesarean section at two o'clock that afternoon.
Draco marveled at the sheer cheekiness Daphne was displaying but simply wrote a quick reply that they would be unable to attend as he would be in a classroom half a country away at that time.
Harry had escorted Draco to his last test that morning, and now he was sitting on the balcony that connected their bedroom with the nursery. Harry liked this spot because he could have a quiet cup of tea and yet still hear the twins without the alert spell if they fussed. He and Dinki had everything under control and, as soon as Draco returned with his grades, Harry would do all he could to reward his amazing husband.
It had been almost a month and a half since the birth of the twins and almost three months since they'd been sexual with each other. Just last week, the Healer had said it would be alright if they had marital relations after the one month mark from the surgery. (Muggles had to wait longer because they didn't have potions and magic to help their bodies heal.) Draco had opted to wait until after his testing was over before resuming their sexual relationship, stating that he'd be too distracted to have any fun.
Harry was most excited about this test because he'd taught Draco most of the advanced Defense spells himself. It was the children who'd made the difference in Draco's studiousness of the subject. As he thought about the day Draco had discovered his Patronus, the very object of his thoughts came flying up to hover before him.
Not just corporeal, the Patronus was bright and beautiful. The Peregrine Falcon landed on the railing of the balcony and spoke with Draco's voice. "I passed! I passed! I'm coming home now but I couldn't wait to tell you I passed and I matched Hermione with the number of NEWTs!"
Harry hurried inside while shouting for Dinki to watch the twins. He wanted to meet his husband at the door with a big hug. He waited on the porch so he could see Draco approach. Moments later, Draco appeared and Harry could see the excitement that was contained in his love's sparkling grey eyes.
"They said that my Falcon Patronus is almost as powerful as Ron's dog and Hermione's otter." Draco said as Harry wrapped his arms around him. "Your Stag Patronus is just a bit more powerful than theirs so that means I'm closely matched with them in Defense. The proctor asked me to demonstrate sending a vocal message in it so I sent a 'hello' to the teacher across the room and he said he knew you. His name is Elphias Doge."
Harry smiled recalling the man's face. "He was a good friend of Dumbledore's. I met him at Bill and Fleur's wedding before the war began. He was in the Order of the Phoenix, too."
Draco sighed enjoying the warmth of Harry's embrace. "I want to see the babies, Harry. Let's go inside."
"We'll visit the twins and then we'll have dinner. Kreacher's making your favorite meal…" Harry placed a light kiss on Draco's softly waiting lips. "And after that…"
"Hmmm?" Draco moaned his curiosity into their kiss.
Harry kissed the side of Draco's neck, where he liked to sometimes leave a light mark, "After that, I'll have my favorite meal."
"Alright…" Draco still blushed and Harry loved when he did. The blond bit his lip. "Y-You really still want me? I haven't even lost all the baby weight, Harry!"
"Oh, Draco…I love the way you look." Harry held the blond close to him. "You're beautiful and I love seeing your body – the way it moves and responds to my touch. Please don't feel self conscious, love."
Draco chewed his lip until Harry took charge and kissed him again with just as much heat as he'd shown in the beginning of their relationship. "You know…Potions Master Loveday said I could have Halloween off…"
"I know, and our first anniversary is a very special occasion…" Harry grinned as they mounted the stairs. "Don't worry, I have something planned. I have a few things planned, actually." When they arrived at the childrens' room, Harry had Dinki send the confirmation notes about Draco's official graduation party which was planned for the next day. Then, he watched Draco cuddle their daughter and son.
"I still can't believe my son has red hair!" Draco chuckled as his lips brushed Caelum's temple.
"Stop," Harry rolled his eyes while softly caressing the boy's head. "My mother had red hair. Besides, it's not red."
It wasn't…It was the palest shade of blond with a very light strawberry kiss and just the slightest hint of a wave.
"At least Lyra had the good sense to inherit the Malfoy blond," Draco smirked as he picked her up, "Although she does have your thick, unruly mess. It's truly a good thing you learned how to braid, Harry."
"I'm glad one of them got my eyes – my mother's eyes," Harry smiled. "Caelum's eyes have deepened a little don't you think? I'm sure he'll have your mother's blue eyes and it's a lovely combination, isn't it? Pale strawberry blond with blue eyes and my skin color?"
Draco loved to tease Harry about Caelum's hair, but he nodded in agreement, "As lovely as her Malfoy-blonde hair, porcelain skin and emerald eyes." In actuality, he was very happy with the way both of the babies reminded him of Harry. Their son's skin coloring and their daughter's eyes… His children were just adorable and he'd hex anyone who said different. He smirked at Harry, "Maybe we'll have one some day with your dark hair and the Malfoy grey eyes… Now, that would be a striking combination." He knew how pleased that statement would make his husband. Harry had said, so many times, that he always felt such profound happiness when Draco spoke of the future and any mention of more children that they might have.
As predicted, Harry went silent for a moment. He picked up their son and placed him into his crib before coming back for Lyra.
As Draco allowed his daughter to be lifted from his arms, he could see the intense emotion in Harry's eyes.
"You know what it does to me when you say things like that, Draco," Harry whispered pulling the blond into a standing position and kissing him fiercely. "You know how much I want those things…how much it means to me that you chose to be mine."
"I do know…" Draco whispered. "That's why I say them."
A tear slipped from Harry's lashes as he lifted Draco into his arms. "I love you, Draco."
"Show me?" Draco murmured into his husband's ear, his legs wrapping around Harry's waist.
Emerald fire erupted in Harry's eyes which didn't leave Draco's face as he called out an order to their elves, "Kreacher, keep dinner warm. Dinki, mind the twins…We're a little busy." Harry carried Draco into their bedroom and placed him on his own feet. Slowly, Harry undressed his husband before stripping himself.
Draco's nipples had retained the sensitivity from his pregnancy so when they were exposed to the air they became tight little knots.
Harry smiled as he bent to lick them.
"Harry!" Draco gasped and arched his back enjoying Harry's attention. "Oh, yes… been so long!"
"I know, Dragon. I can't wait to feel you tight around me again," Harry said with a grin as he placed kisses across Draco's chest. "I've missed this – missed you – so much…" He kissed the blond deeply, "You're choice, Dragon…Do you want it soft and sweet or hard and demanding?"
Draco shivered at the thought of either one. "Isn't there something in the middle?" Harry's grin would've been enough to harden his cock if it wasn't already. Draco squeaked in surprise as Harry lifted him into strong arms and placed him on the bed.
Harry kissed his lover's jaw and whispered into his ear, "No begging today, my Dragon. I want you to come for me…as many times as you need and as often as you want."
Draco whimpered at the erotic words.
Harry continued to kiss Draco's pale skin in random patterns and when he reached the man's petal pink nipples again, he suckled.
Draco lay under Harry growing ever more aroused. His skin tingled with each kiss or swipe of the brunette's wickedly talented tongue. He moaned at the sheer pleasure of having Harry this close with no little bundles of joy – or even clothes – between their bodies. Draco gasped as their erections brushed each other, "Harry?"
Hearing the strangled sound of Draco's arousal, Harry lifted himself off of the blond but swiftly took his husband's cock into his mouth. Draco gave a hoarse cry and bucked under Harry's torture. "Come for me, love…Give me the pleasure of your pleasure." Harry whispered quickly before returning his mouth to Draco's cock.
At those words – too erotic to resist – Draco couldn't hold back. His hands sank into Harry's hair as he emptied himself in his lover's mouth with a loud cry.
Harry swallowed and climbed up to the place beside his panting husband. "That was just for starters, Dragon…We have lots of time before the world will expect us to turn out more Malfoy-Potter babies and you'd still have to take the potion before it could happen. You'll get lots more of this and even fit your training in there somewhere before that happens."
"Talk later, Harry," Still quite aroused, Draco could barely process the words Harry spoke. He turned to nuzzle Harry's shoulder, "More…I need more of you! I need you in me! Fill me, please!"
A blissful but still hard Harry said nothing as he summoned the tube of lubricant from a nearby drawer and opened it to squeeze some onto his fingers as Draco spread his legs. He used one hand to shift Draco's balls so he could see the other man's entrance
Draco let loose a long low moan as Harry's fingers entered his passage one at a time. Even this touch had been disallowed near the end of his pregnancy – anything that might've led him to orgasm. He'd had to revel in hugs and kisses but those were nothing compared with Harry's ability to make him soar up to cloud nine and he'd missed the intimacy of Harry's loving touch as much as the man's cock penetrating his most private place.
"In me, Harry!" Draco whined trying in vain to get those probing fingers to go deeper.
Harry rolled to hover over his husband. His eyes burned into Draco's desperate mind as he brought his cock to push against Draco's slick opening. Slipping in to that tight space, Harry groaned softly, "Finally…"
Draco felt every inch of Harry's cock as it slid smoothly into him. He sighed and panted lightly while his hole got used to feeling full again.
"We can't be any closer than this, baby…and I love being this close to you," Harry whispered.
"Me – Me too, Harry!" Draco moaned, "Move! Move in me, Harry – I need…"
Harry drew himself back so only the head of his cock was still inside, "I want you, love."
"Tell me! Tell me, Harry," Draco writhed, his legs tightening around Harry's waist.
"I love telling you, Draco," Harry whispered using one hard stroke to fill his husband. "Love making you mine…"
"Yours!" Draco whimpered. "Make me feel it, Harry! I'm yours!"
"How should I do that?" Harry smirked as he moved his hips to move in and out of Draco's slick channel. They moved together and got closer – so much closer – to their peaks.
"Mark me, Harry!" Draco moaned leaning his head to one side to expose the side of his throat.
Harry stopped just short of their climaxes. "Say it again…"
"Mark me. I want to look into the mirror and see a mark that tells me I'm yours." Draco closed his eyes as Harry's lips attached to his neck.
"Mine…" Harry mumbled against the pale expanse. He licked and suckled at the salty flavored stretch of skin.
"Yours!" Draco keened as Harry put his hand onto his cock.
"Stroke yourself, Dragon," He whispered moving smoothly in and out while letting his teeth scrape the spot on Draco's neck.
Suddenly, Draco cried out covering their stomachs with cords of creamy white come. "Yours…" He murmured tiredly going lax in Harry's arms.
After a quick cleansing charm, Harry cradled him and they fell asleep together for a little while.
Later, Harry woke up to Draco calling for Dinki. "What is it, Dray? Is something wrong?"
Draco turned at the sound of Harry's voice, "We fell asleep before we could eat the dinner Kreacher made and I'm a bit peckish, so I was just about to ask for a small portion."
"Ok," Harry sighed with amusement, "That sounds good."
"Dinki be bringing some dinner to Masters." The little elf handed over a tray. "Little Master and Mistress are being clean and fed and asleep."
"Thank you, Dinki," Harry murmured as she left. "Draco, I have something planned for the afternoon tomorrow, but I wanted to ask you on a date for the morning…"
Draco's breath caught in his throat, "A date? Really?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, the healer said that it was ok to fly after a few weeks from the surgery but we never took advantage, so I thought we could take a flight around the area with some notice-me-not charms."
"That sounds like so much fun, Harry!" The blond had a huge smile on his face as he dug into his food. "But what about the babies?"
"We have Dinki, love," Harry reminded him gently. "Besides, your mum said she'd come over to visit the twins some time tomorrow and we won't be gone for long. Dinki won't be overworked with all of her chores while Narcissa is here."
Draco nodded happily, "Have you enlarged the brooms yet?"
"No, I'll do it after breakfast," Harry grinned while taking a bite of his dinner. "I can't wait. It'll be the first time I've flown since…well, since the Room actually."
Draco paused to swallow his food. "Yes…for me as well and I wasn't the one in control of the broom that time. It should've felt strange to sit behind you like I did, but when I had my arms tucked round your waist I felt so safe and I couldn't begin to explain it if I tried."
"I know just what you mean, Dragon," Harry reached out and gripped the blond's hand. "It just felt amazing and so… right… to know you were safe and alive."
"I remember feeling sort of embarrassed when we landed. That's why I ran off…" Draco mumbled biting his lip as he put the empty plate down on the tray.
"I wouldn't have been in any mood to talk or even trade insults. There was way too much going on," Harry told Draco softly abandoning his half-eaten dish in favor of holding his husband. "Draco, there's nothing we can do to change the past, so we should just go into tomorrow with a new attitude and make a better future."
Draco had a small smile as they laid back, allowing Dinki to collect the left-overs. "I like that. It's a good philosophy…"
Harry and Draco laid there under a light blanket of comfortable silence until they slept once again.
The next morning, Draco woke up before Harry and went out onto the balcony. He checked on the twins before looking out into the distance. He closed his eyes as a light breeze ruffled his hair. Truth be told, as much as he was looking forward to this morning flight, he was also a little nervous. After all, it had been over a year since the day the war had ended and he hadn't even had control that day so he might be rusty. He wondered briefly if he should owl Marcus for some tips but decided that Harry was more than up for the challenge of getting him airborne especially on such a beautifully clear day. A few more moments passed before he felt Harry's presence behind him.
"Shall we have breakfast in bed…or the dining room?" Harry asked in a low voice while slipping his arms around the lithe blond.
Draco could hear the mild lust as Harry's lips ghosted over the mark he'd left last night at Draco's own request. "If you want me able to sit a broom then we'd best go to the dining room. As it is, I'm not sure it'll be a very comfortable ride."
"I love when you let me mark you with no objections but I was quite shocked that you specifically asked for it…" Harry nuzzled his husband just above the mark he'd made the night before.
"One of the reasons I put off sex until after my testing was that I wasn't sure if you still desired me the way you used to. I mean, we…" Draco's cheeks colored slightly, "We weren't allowed sex for the last several months and my body had changed with the pregnancy. I had to convince myself that the changes were a good thing but it helped to remember all the times you told me how handsome I was even when I was as big as a house and I decided to take the chance that you might not feel the same way anymore."
Harry stared at his husband. "Dray… Look at me, baby."
Draco turned to look up into Harry's beautiful green eyes.
"There isn't a single thing that you could change on your body that would make me feel any different about you." The low tone in Harry's voice let Draco know that he was quite serious.
"I only needed to feel the passion you showed last night to know that, Harry," Draco whispered letting Harry's embrace calm his embarrassment at this admission. "But when you mark me there's such a primal feeling that shoots through my body…In the moment you make it, it's like you've captured and claimed me and, every time I see the mark after that, I feel so completely yours and that's what I need."
"I'll always give you what you need," Harry bent to gently kiss his husband's lips. "Now let's get dressed for a nice leisurely flight. The Seeker's Game can wait until our brooms are broken in."
Draco smiled and followed Harry inside.
At Harry's suggestion, they dressed in their old Quidditch gear – for safety – which miraculously still fit though it was a touch snug. Then, they went downstairs to the dining room to eat.
Kreacher was mostly in charge of the cooking and cleaning the basement and first floor, so it was he that made their breakfast and served it to his Masters. Dinki was in charge of watching the babies and cleaning the second and third floors. They would cooperate to provide most of the feast for the party but Molly had insisted on making a few of her specialties as well as the cake.
When they'd finished their morning meal, Harry summoned the small box that contained their brooms. It had been placed lovingly on a shelf in their bedroom until now. It floated down the stairwell and directly into Harry's hands. As soon as they got outside, the brunette carefully took each broom out and enlarged it. When they were both flight-ready, Harry turned to Draco, "They are supposed to be an even match for each other and we can change their color with spells. Once we take them up, they're going to be imprinted with our magical signatures, so you take one and I'll grab the other. They'll be ours alone after that and an alarm will sound if someone else tries to fly them without our permission. There is also a spell that will allow it to find you and if you fall from it, the broom will follow you to the ground."
With a smile, Draco took a step toward them and held his hand out. "Up." Only one of the brooms responded, so that was the one he took.
Harry did the same to the other broom and was quite pleased to feel the power of it in his palm. "These are not regulation brooms, Draco. They go faster and higher than regulations allow for." He continued to explain.
They mounted and all of Draco's fears melted away. He felt Harry cast the Notice-Me-Not charms and waited for his husband.
"We're set. There's a beacon at the house and the brooms will make a beeping sound if you get past a five kilometer radius, so let's just have a good flight." Harry smiled before taking to the sky.
Draco smiled as Harry performed a large loop just for the fun of it. "Show-off," He chuckled and then went a little higher up but quickly swooped back down toward the house while Harry rose up to the point where he almost lost sight of it.
After a while Draco gathered some more courage and practiced some old Quidditch maneuvers which took him higher than he'd been going. Every so often, Harry would come down and chase him around a bit. They laughed and joked and even played a bit of modified tag where they cast color glamours on each other's clothing and it was counted as a tag.
A little while later, Draco was able to see his mother and father standing on the lawn and he groaned, "Harry! My father can't see us like this!" He quickly waved his wand to set his clothing to rights.
Harry didn't see the point of it since the Malfoys had arrived an hour before and had surely seen their game, but Draco didn't know they'd been here that long so he rolled his eyes, waved his own wand and, when he landed next to his husband, his clothes were back to their normal hue.
He took the brooms to their cupboard and locked it. Those brooms were important to him and Draco, so they needed to get into the habit of locking them away. It would also be helpful when the children got bigger, because if the brooms were locked up, Lyra and Caelum wouldn't get hurt trying to fly without supervision. When he reached Draco's side, he caught a bit of the conversation they'd been having.
"We think he'll have your eyes, Mother," Draco was saying softly looking down into the bassinet that held a happily burbling Caelum.
"They've grown so much since we saw them last, Draco," Narcissa smiled down at the baby before looking up to watch Lucius gather a slightly fussing Lyra into his arms.
Harry marveled silently at the way the elder man's appearance changed if you just put a baby in his arms. Something about him softened just enough to make the stiff and proper man look human.
"The green of her eyes is just amazing when combined with her pale blonde hair, don't you think, Luc?" Narcissa leaned down to tap the child's nose.
Lyra's little mouth opened in something that resembled a smile but since she was only a month and a half it was possible that she just had gas.
Lucius nodded slightly. "Yes, Cissa, I think Lyra makes a lovely Malfoy child…Caelum's hair is a bit too red though."
"Nonsense, he takes after his sire's mother. That's nothing to be ashamed of," Narcissa said with amusement as she lifted the boy into her own arms.
"Draco, we need to shower, love," Harry led the blond away toward the master suite. They'd bathe in the large tub and Harry would keep his husband so busy he'd never realize they had company until it was time.
Lips met creamy white skin as Harry pressed Draco against the cool tiles in their shower. The tiles warmed slowly when Harry touched one with his wand and Draco gave a sigh when Harry reached around him to play with the faucets.
"We need warm water to wash and I don't want you getting a chill," Harry whispered as he resumed his amorous activities.
"Your concern is noted," Draco gasped as Harry's lips skimmed his collarbone. "It's also appreciated and enjoyed…"
"Your body is being appreciated and enjoyed…" Harry chuckled as he latched onto his lover's nipple.
"As is your mouth, Harry!" Draco whimpered trying to keep up with the banter as he slowly became overwhelmed by the feelings Harry was eliciting. He moaned as Harry sank to his knees and began to caress his organ.
Harry kissed the blond's balls all over before taking Draco's cock into his mouth.
Just when Draco thought that was all Harry was getting up to down there, he felt a finger touch his opening…and then it slipped into him. Draco moaned again as his eyes closed and Harry set about finger-fucking him. He cried out loudly when Harry began to concentrate his stroking touch on his prostate. The pressure built and built until he was writhing against the wall.
Harry slowed his motions and lifted his head, "Do you want my cock, love? Or would you prefer that I finish you like this?"
Draco was insensible and simply babbled, "This…cock! Please, Harry - please!"
Harry smirked. He loved getting Draco this worked up. He turned the blond around and pressed his upper body against the wall while guiding his cock to Draco's entrance and pushing past the tight ring of muscle. Even though he didn't say it during every bout, Harry thought to himself how much the blond was his. Every time Draco laid under him, Harry felt as if he were claiming the submissive man. Even when they were soft and sweet and quiet about their lovemaking, it always felt – to Harry – that Draco was happy to be overpowered and controlled. Harry grabbed some waterproof lube that they kept in the bathroom for times like these and quickly slicked Draco's opening and his own cock. Then Harry lifted Draco and lowered the blond carefully onto his hard member.
"Yes!" Draco keened feeling the desperate penetration and wrapped his legs around his husband's waist.
Harry held Draco against the wall as he moved hurriedly inside the other man's body.
Both men used their arms to hold tight to each other as the rhythm of their passion sped up. Harry soon took hold of Draco's cock and began to stroke it.
Draco was panting as Harry took him higher and higher but the moment Harry's thumb brushed the slit of Draco's cock, all the blond could do was shout his husband's name and cling tightly to him.
Harry handled Draco with care and supported him until he could stand on his own again.
"Mmmm…" Draco smiled softly. "That was lovely…but I almost miss that week we had in Hogsmeade last year."
"No, that was crazy, Dray," Harry chuckled tiredly.
"Still…I was svelte and limber and it wasn't tiring at all until I got pregnant." Draco sighed patting his wet tummy. "I want to lose this pouch, Harry. I may have carried twins but I shouldn't look like it."
"You look amazing for having had twins a little over a month ago, and it will go away after a while, Dragon. A little exercise and a bit more flying…" Harry kissed the mark on his husband's shoulder before beginning to rub him with his favorite bodywash. "Don't you remember what I said last night?"
He nodded, "That bit about my body and how there's nothing that could change how you feel about me?"
Harry nodded, "I meant every word. Now, we should step it up because your parents are still out there."
Draco took the brunette's advice and got himself washed and dried awfully fast. Before Harry had finished getting dressed Draco hurried into the nursery but came back to look at his husband quizzically, "They're not in their bassinets. Do you think my parents took them outside, Harry?"
Things were going perfectly to plan. Harry grinned as he pulled on his left shoe which was the last item necessary to be fully dressed. "Didn't I tell you your mum wouldn't hesitate to show them the gardens?"
Draco chuckled, "Yes, you did. I should've expected since the zinnia are still in bloom."
Harry took Draco's arm and they descended the stairs into the foyer. Harry thought he heard something but it was just the dog. "Hello, Selene. We're heading outside. Join us?" Harry used the hand signal for her to follow them and turned in the direction of the back door.
Selene rushed past them and out her pet door.
Harry turned the knob and suddenly they were overrun with Weasleys and Draco's other friends while Pansy was fussing over Caelum and Ron over Lyra.
"Harry, I can't believe you did this…and without even hinting to me!" Draco beamed at his husband as he went out to see his friends.
The Goyles were there along with all of Harry's friends. Luna and Blaise were at a table with their son and a couple of the Weasleys. Theodore Nott and his wife joined Draco and Greg to see Bernadine Clair in her mother's arms.
Harry looked out at the crowd and smiled. He cast a sonorous charm and began to speak, "Excuse me everyone…I'd like to say something quickly." When all the guests went quiet, Harry continued, "First off, I'd like to welcome you all to our home. The newly commissioned Nettlestone Estate, will hopefully host many gatherings such as this, but this particular gathering is in honor of a special man…my husband, Draco."
The crowd clapped as Draco grinned at his husband from the corner of his potions garden.
"The name of the estate – in case you were wondering – was Draco's idea but I was hardly going to argue with him when he'd put such thought and planning into the place he was going to share with me for the rest of our lives." Harry smiled at the blond. "He puts planning and thought into most of what he does. That's why he did such a good job on his NEWTs and passed with grades to rival Hermione's."
Most of the room tittered, but Draco glared playfully at Harry but couldn't hold it for long before chuckling.
"Anyway, I'd like you all to give him a round of applause for his great work – not only on his grades but his future plans as well…" Harry started them off while Draco took a small bow of appreciation. "Our Draco will soon be studying Potions with Potions Master Loveday starting next week and is due to gain his own Mastery in just a few years."
Everyone stood as they continued to applaud.
"I planned this little bash to show him how proud I am of him. I hope you're all just as proud." Harry bit his lip and blinked back happy but girly tears. "Congratulations, Draco – my love…" He took a glass of champagne from a floating tray and watched his guests look around for their own only to find them in their hands. Dinki was quite the elf. He lifted the glass, "To Draco, to happy times of the past and present, and to the many that will be coming in our future."
Glasses were lifted and clinked. Everyone sipped and looked back at Harry.
"Most of you have met our children or at least seen the pictures we gave to the Prophet. If you'd like to meet them, Draco's parents have them at our table. I hope you all enjoy the party…" Harry was just about to cast the Quietus charm when he recalled that someone else might wish to speak. "Oh and feel free to make your own toasts and things." He cast the charm and went to hug his husband.
The night went quickly after that and Draco caught up with his old friends while still getting to relax and enjoy the company his newer friends offered. Dinner was served and Harry thought that the napkins here were the same as Narcissa had at the New Year celebration but a second look showed that they had Draco's constellation instead of Orion.
Near the end of the night, Blaise was speaking to Theo, Ron, Harry and Draco about a proper ceremony to announce godparents and such. Blaise had chosen Draco for godfather of Lawrence and Luna had asked Ginny to be godmother. Theo's older sister was the only godparent to their son, Eustace, whom they were calling 'Stacey'. Ron and Hermione had named Harry as the godfather to Angelica and hadn't felt the need to name a godmother.
Harry honestly told the man that the subject had yet to be discussed but Draco gently broke in to inform them that he felt there should be two godparents per child and they'd be thinking about it very soon. Very soon after that, Harry and Draco watched their guests floo or apparate from their estate and then went to bed themselves.
Hope you all enjoyed it! See you with the next chapter in a week or 2!
Lori