Chapter seven.

~We are family!~

"Where's Rose, where's my babygirl!" Hermione wailed distressed. Draco frantically paces around the room or held his wive's hand. When she holds his she crushes it nearly with her claw like grip. "I don't know my sweet, Scorpius and Hugo are searching for her!" Draco tries to console his wife.

"Ooooooh there comes another one!" Hermione huffs her contraction away.

"You cannot push, you know what the healer said!" Draco goes and holds her hand in his, dabbing her sweaty head with a wash cloth. Look at her, my girl, he muses inside his head, about to give me my second and third child, I'm so lucky to have two more. He didn't see her red face streaked with sweat, her larger than life baby bump, her swollen ankles or her glaring face, no to him she was the most beautiful smart being in the world and soon to be the mother of his children.

Hermione caught Draco staring at her, his eyes glazed over with love for her, his happy and proud face made her heart stop and falter with the same love and respect, she hated how she behaved now, but her body caused her so much pain and grievance, trying to push the twins out, she couldn't wait for them to come out and hold them close to her heart. Mini Draco's that's what she wished for, almost prayed for, none of that unruly brown bush she sported for almost fifteen years. Draco was perfect, platinum blond, regal features, sporty, very buff and handsome. God she loathed him for the best part of eight years, until he saved Harry from his aunts clutches, when she came to think about it, something about him always appealed to her, even in his more troublesome years.

'I love you!' She mouthed to him. As soon as her lips closed a terrible pain shot up from her lower back up to the top of her spine. "Nnnnggg, aaargh!" Hermione wailed again. "I don't know how much longer I can go on like thissssssss!" She hissed and tried to huff away the pain, letting air come out of her mouth in small puffs.

The door swung opened as a mass of red curls walked into the suite. "Mum!" Rose cried as she rushed over to her mother. "I came as soon as I heard!" She tried to explain. Behind her a large figure appeared in the doorway. Ciaran, he stood there hands folded in front of his chest. As soon as he saw Rose settling in beside Hermione he moved to the waiting area.

"You were at his house? Honey you have barely been together a month and you practically moved in!" Hermione sighed as another shot went up her spine. She tried to focus on the pain, trying to steer her breathing techniques towards the pain. It helped, her mind directed her body once more in stead towards her eldest, Rose had two more weeks before she started Healer training. A nasty thought had clouded her mind, she suspected Ciaran wanted her not to go through with it, he never voiced it, but Hermione knew he was a traditional pureblood, a wife belonged by his side not venturing of towards a career in medicine. Rose was such a smart girl or rather young woman she had a lot to offer.

"So you got Rose here then!" A voice drawled behind Ciaran. Scorpius!

"Yes I did! What's it to you if I did or did not!" Ciaran hated the smug arrogant blond with a vengeance, he knew he was in love with his Rose. Hell she even loved him back, he wasn't oblivious, but she was with him now. He coveted her so much, bringing him closer to his goals, he aspired being the next Minister of the Magic World. He asked Rose to stay over more often, she moved most off her stuff to his house, it was convenient as St. Mungo's was near and her University was also close, she'd start as Mediwitch and study to become healer in two years. She excelled at Hogwarts he knew that, he didn't need a woman by his side with a career, but for now it didn't matter having her days filled with studying, in a few years it would though.

Scorpius watched the older bloke laughing slyly, he was thinking something nasty, Scorpius could read him. "It matters when Hermione is distressed, causing my dad being anxious and that's where I come in!" He almost spat at him.

"Okay ladies put away your handbags!" Hugo said as he walked over from the fending machine, handing Scorpius his espresso. "Ah Rose made it then! Glad, mum was nearly hexing anybody and everybody!" Hugo said dryly taking the seat across Scorpius. "Exploding snap anyone!" He asked.

"Okay mum, I'll hold your hand and Draco will hold your back as we rehearsed!" Rose took control of the situation, she was right at the heart of where it mattered, revelling in her role. She wanted to be near her mother, somehow she always stayed level headed in emergencies. She wanted to make sure the twins came to the world healthy and happy, she now knew she'd specialise in paediatric healing, she paused a minute as realisation hit her. Deep in thought.

"Sweetie?" Hermione clung to he hand, taking her back to the here and now. "Yes, mum, I know what sort of Healer I want to be!" She smiled up to her mother and Draco, tears brimming in her eyes.

"That's good sweetie, but for now:LET ME GET THOSE BABIES OUT!" Hermione yelled as yet again a contraction washed over her, a rather nasty one. This wasn't her body practicing, this was her womb telling her the babies were coming out. Hermione braced herself as she huffed small puffs and pushed.

Rose looked between Hermione's legs, a head was crowning, the first baby wanted to come out. "Healer Andrews!" She yelled.

An older woman Healer and a mediwitch came in, ready to help Hermione. "Mrs. Malfoy, let me take a look at your baby! I know you want to push it out but I need to examine it before I can allow you to push again!" She held the tip of her wand against Hermione's birth channel. The tip lighted up, emanating a green bright light. "Okay, everything is going smoothly, now when the second wave comes I want you to push as hard as you can, your boy wants to come out first." The woman smiled brightly.

Hermione looked up to Draco who presses a kiss on her forehead.

Hermione clenched her jaw and pushed again, she pushed as hard as she could. With no effort whatsoever the boys slithered out, screaming on the top of his lungs, his little fist clenching his tongue coming out, his eyes shut, he screamed and screamed, bringing attention towards the fact that it was cold as fuck outside his mothers womb. The mediwitch scooped the boy up in her arms, checking his vitals, before placing him on Hermione's stomach. Draco held his wand against the umbilical chord, separating mother and child. Roes cupped the boys head in her hand as Hermione went on to push again.

The Healer performed the same magic with her wand checking Hermione and the baby, a purple glow emanated from her wand. Your little girl is ready to come out she reassured Hermione.

Hermione pushed again, another bundle coming from her womb. The girl almost screamed louder than her older brother, warning everybody the Malfoy twins were not to be messed with. The mediwitch scooped her up as well, her vitals were excellent as well.

In a matter of minutes Hermione and Draco were the proud mum and dad of two very loud babies.

"Welcome, Mercury and Lyra!" Draco said as he stood beside Hermione. Hermione lowered the sheet, allowing both babies access to her breasts, which they gladly took hold of. They suckled contently as they found her nipples. Peace and quiet returned to the room, the sounds of babies suckling replacing the noise they made when entering the world.

Rose tears flowed freely watching her new born baby brother and sister being nursed by her mum. She placed a kiss on her auburn curls. "Well done mum...and Draco! Those are the prettiest boy and girl I ever laid eyes on. Both babies had blond curls on their heads resembling cherubs. Rose waved her wand catching the moment, planning on having the picture framed. "Shall I get their older brothers in?" Rose asked warmly.

Draco nodded he was awestruck and very much in love with his new borns. Hermione made him the happiest man alive, easily. He sat on the bed beside her and placed his hand behind her back as he held Lyra's hand with his pinky. "Hey angel, I'm your dad!" He beamed at her. She was never ever going to date let alone marry, he'd give any boy hell for coming close to her, it wasn't a promise he planned on breaking. The little boy made possessive slurping noises as his little hand clawed at Hermione's breast. Mine!

Scorpius and Hugo entered the room, big grins on their faces as they watched their younger siblings suckling away. They both kissed the baby's on the head and Hermione, congratulating Draco with his new offspring. The mediwitch took Lyra when she was finished, giving her, her first bath, dressing her in a soft pink play suit, handing her to her oldest brother.

Scorpius picked her up, holding her close to his chest, Lyra snuggled comfortably against her older brother, she yawned, opening her pale blues peering, so it seemed with interest at Scorpius, closing her eyes, falling asleep peacefully. Scorpius sniffed her blond soft curls, the mediwitch placed a soft hood on her head. Scorpius patted the baby's bum lovingly. "Hey Lyra, I'm your brother Scorpius, no harm will come to you as long as I live!"; he whispered in her ear. The girl snored as she almost crept into his shoulder. Scorpius had to fight back tears, this was the best thing ever a little baby sister, he never had siblings. The little doll in his hands counting on him to keep her from harm. 'So that's what loving another unconditionally meant, these two babies could do anything and he wouldn't love them any less.' Scorpius mused. Sniffing the little bundle again, pressing a soft kiss on her brows, which made her pull a face, her little button nose wrinkled a deep frown on her fore head contemplating whether she should keep on sleeping or erupt again. Scorpius wasn't waiting for the latter, he walked over to Draco, offering him his little girl.

Hugo held on to his younger brother who also looked with great eyes up to his brothers soft hazel eyes. Rose stood next them looking at Mercury from her side. She had her arm around Hugo, hugging him.

Hermione felt tired as she watched her close knit family, this was what she wanted, she didn't want the bubble to end, she'd give a leg if she could keep her family together like this. She felt tears streaming down her cheeks, blaming it on her hormones. "Please come over here and let me hug my family!" She cried. All individuals gathered around her for a group hug and portrait, interrupted by a door swinging open, a man walked in, disturbing the pink cloud.

Ciaran walked in, headed over to Hermione, congratulating his boss on her twins. Placing a kiss on Rose's cheek. I'm sorry to disturb but visiting hours are over they told me to get you out, it seems mother and babies need to rest. Interlacing his fingers with Rose's as his other hand circled her waist. Het looked rather pleased with himself, he felt Rose trying to put distance between them, Scorpius eyes darkened as the landed on their entangled fingers. "Come Rose let's say goodbye to Hermione and the babies, you can visit them anytime you want to."

Rose thought he sounded patronising but he was right she shouldn't impose any longer, her mother looked fatigued, she just delivered twins, having fed them, she should rest now, Rose knew Ciaran was right. She kissed her mum and the babies and waved good bye as she followed Ciaran out of the room, they headed for the nearest floo connection.

"Home!" Ciaran uttered as he held Rose, green flames erupting around them as the went on their way.

"He's so nauseatingly treats Rose so condescendingly!" Scorpius scoffed to Draco, he didn't want to upset Hermione.

"Yes, well Scorpius she seems happy to be with him, it's probably how their relation dynamics works." Scorpius held his twins in his arms as Hermione dozed off , his wife was exhausted he looked at her lovingly.

"Mmm don't like it one bit!" Scorpius muttered under his breath.

Rose set foot inside her and Ciaran's house, he owned a house similar to the Blacks house in London, it was stately furbished as he belonged to an old lineage of Scottish wizards. The house gave Rose the creeps, she didn't like being left alone and ventured out as much as possible when Ciaran left for work, she was glad Healers University would start in a week.

Ciaran pulled Rose close as the stood in front of the fire place, "Now, baby I've indulged you as much as I could, staying outside that room with that git Scorpius, so what do you say, come and stay in my room, I think I earned it.

Rose moved in two weeks ago, he let her have the guest room as she wasn't ready to stay in his room, she didn't want to move in but he made sense mentioning her University was nearby and he told her he was falling in love with her. Being around Scorpius at Malfoy Manor complicated things so she agreed as long as he kept his distance.

"Sco...!" Rose began, closing her mouth as the wrong name came out. "Ciaran, I don't know if I should!" His eyes narrowed dangerously as the first three letters of his opponent left her mouth.

"Yes, you should really!" He said as he started to kiss her neck, his fingers unbuttoning her blouse.

"Ciaran..." Rose wanted to push him off her. But he held her firm in his grip as his fingers made swift progress, dipping inside her bra, flicking her nipple to life.

His mouth moved over her hers, stifling protest as he kneaded her breast harder, her blouse dropped to the ground as he pulled her bra down, exposing her white freckled flesh. "Come baby, I so need you in my bed!" He said huskily, lust shining in his eyes as he raked her exposed flesh.

Rose wasn't a prude, the things she had let Scorpius do to her imprinted in her brain. Ciaran all but revolted her, she really needed to get the platinum blond from her memories, deciding to let Ciaran do as he pleases. Rose took his hand and walked to the corridor leading to the stairs towards his bed room.

Ciaran was a forcefull rough lover as he took Rose in his bed, she tried to move with him, he hurt her as she was so out of sync with what he was doing to her, he even tried to please her, she faked it which she never felt to with Scorpius.

The darker blond man above her watched a rigid woman as he moved in and out of her, her eyes dull, he wanted her to at least like what he was doing.

Scorpius tossed and turned lying in his bed, breaking his mind thinking about a delightful red head, they way she looked at him leaving the hospital room. He lay on his back, his arm above his head, staring up at the ceiling, when he closed his eyes all he could see was Rose. Last evening he held his baby sister Lyra minutes after her birth, realising he only wanted Rose to have his baby. He pulled the covers over his naked torso and over his head, trying to retreat from the world, knowing he wouldn't sleep.

I know some of you don't like Dramione, because let's face it with Dramione no Scorrose. But I needed to paint this warm family unit.

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