Chapter 1
On the sidewalk, Hermione and Draco sat on the ground. Draco would prefer to have this moment somewhere more comfortable, but Hermione just needed to sit for a moment.
“Tri.”
Hermione shakes her head. “Three Draco. Oh God.”
Draco stays mum. He can’t read her yet. And he will react according to how she feels.
“I can’t believe it. Fuck.”
She looks at the photograph that she's been holding since it was handed to her in the clinic. More head shaking from Hermione. Ok, she’s not feeling this. Fuck.
“Fuuuuck.” Draco rubs a hand on Hermione’s back. He has no words to offer for now ‘cause he was confused too. He thought they were trying. Aren’t they?
"There are three tiny human beings inside me."
“I’m gonna get so big. And ugly.” And then her voice starts quivering. Ah. Yes they were trying.
“And—and there’s a higher percentage that they won’t all make it out alive and breathing.”
“Fuck Draco. You and your stupid swimmers.”
Hey! We were trying! And we’d receive an O if this was an OWL test.
“Well, I’m not the one who’s super fertile and whose ovaries decide to release three eggs at the same ovulation.”
Well, that was a wrong thing to say, Draco immediately realizes. Hermione starts to cry.
“Hey. Hermione. Love, look at me. Please.” He placed his hands on each side of Hermione’s face.
“You will not get ugly. Yes, you will probably get big because you will be carrying, not just one, but three big headed babies. But no love, it will certainly not make you ugly during and after they come into our arms.” He was glad to see her give a sad smile.
“As per the last concern, we will try our best, okay? That they will be okay. Healthy. We will have them all three screaming their lungs out to us.” And he tried to give a lopsided smile. He scooted closer and squeezed in Hermione in a tight hug. She snuggles more into him resting her head on his neck.
“God, the house will be too rowdy.” Hermione chuckled through her tears.
“Nothing we can’t handle.” He replies as he slowly rocks them.
Senses heightened by her hormones; she inhales his scent every breathe. The very scent that got them into this situation. She could stay like this forever.
“I’m scared too.” He plants a kiss on Hermione’s forehead.
“But my fear is small compared to what I’m feeling when I think of what’s to come. That I’m doing this with you.”