Babies' baby

Draco whined, exhausted, with only 2 hours of sleep in his system, but James was crying, crying so loud, it's impossible to sleep through his cries. He wishes, not for the first time, that he could just drink a whole vial of dreamless sleep potion and end up knocked out.

James' weight was lifted from his chest, pushing his whole body in alarm mode only to notice a, just as sleepy, Potter making his baby's bottle, warming up some of Draco's pumped milk.

"You have an Arithmancy test in two hours, sleep. I've got it"

He says it as if was that easy. The blond takes more than an hour to find the perfect position to sleep, thanks to his enormous belly. He hates being pregnant.

"Don't give me that look, Malfoy. I'm trying my best"

"It's just so bloody ridiculous. How did you manage to fucked up a simple spell?"

"It wasn't just my fault! You need two people to create life, you know?" Harry doesn't bites his bait the way he wishes, already used to his insults an arrogance. That's what put them in this situation in the first place.

Draco insults, Potter gets worked up, fucks him, they part ways. Except the night they made James, they didn't part, they cuddled in the dirty classroom, the floor was so horrendous that Potter had to sit him on his lap to accept.

After, he gave birth to James, surviving a really dangerous pregnancy, first he's a man, his body is not entirely designed for this, second he's thirteen, not even barely fourteen! But Potter insisted so much. He wants Draco's baby, their baby, he wants to raise it, to have an actual family.

And Draco ruined it by being the mother of his children.

A quiet part of his brain mumbles about the enthusiastic way Potter swinged his hips after the minimum week of recovery Draco needed, about how he was gentle, he kissed his skin as if he was a God, or a saint, mumbling about happiness, family and being a good daddy.

"You have that look again. I swear Malfoy! if you don't go to sleep right now—" A kiss cuts him off, is not a sweet kiss, it has rage instead of love, Malfoy bites his lip just as he's finished and Harry is about to complain when he sees his perdition. Malfoy's smile.

"Thank you Potty, I'll let you fuck my pregnant self as thanks"

"Shut up, just— sleep, bloody prat"

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He was in unknown territory, after spending the first half of the summer in his own house taking care of his son and himself. Explaining to his parents that yes, everything was consensual, yes his children were completely ok, male wizarding pregnancies are a roller coaster and the baby can be born in 9 months or in 5, depending them.

Coming to the Ancestral House of Black... It feels like a rough change. Even if technically this house should be his.

Potter and... Merlin bless him, Sirius Black are waiting for him in the middle of the street. His mother feels him tense, and squeezes his hand lovingly. His father at his left, holding his grandson, looks unimpressed.

"We can always go back Draco, we will help you raise James and your other child, you don't need to do this if you don't want to"

"We can also, get him arrested" his father helpful as always, remarked.

In the distance, Potter an be seen excitingly talk about his child, is obvious for the movement of his hands, he's telling the story where James puked in his exam sheet and had to do it again, Potter wasn't angry about it, surprisingly.

"No, I want to... Raise them with him" mother gave him a kiss in the forehead and father put James in his arms, staying away as to minimise any type of anger or resentment Black or Potter still has for them.

Potter sees him walking, his 4th month belly and his son making it harder, at least James is behaving. The green eyed teen apologizes to Sirius before running to Draco, taking James from him. A pregnant person shouldn't—

"Thanks"

"Your welcome, thank you. For coming, I really wanted to see James and well... you"

"Oh"

"Yeah, you know, for the next baby"

"Oh umh, right"

"So this is little James. Oh my guy, they got you a difficult name to fill" Black talks, judging his baby. He wants to tell him to shut up, he did not poured his soul and magic creating him for this.

"Shut up, James can be himself" Potter elbows Black like it's nothing, it kinda made him feel better, yes, nobody should judge their kid.

Sirius gives Harry and James a warm smile, before connecting his gaze with Draco's

"Cousin" Black moves his head towards him in a fake reverence. It'll have to be enough.

"Cousin"

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If he thought having a baby at thirteen was hell, having three at fourteen is literally the worst thing that happened in his life.

The twins were being feed, making his arms shake from their weight. But the worst part was James, at eleven months, he is a force to not wreck with. He learned to crawl and now he is crawling everywhere. He wants to cry, if he just as much as closed his eyes, the sound of something makes him open his eyes again, usually followed by his son's cries, inspiring the twins to cry.

"Ouch! Scorpius! We don't hurt father, remember? Ouch! Sev, please don't follow him"

"They're being difficult?" Potter asks from the doorway. Looking incredibly hot, all sweating from his practice for the first task.

"Yeah..."

"James?"

"In the..." He shut his mouth immediately, he forgot Potter hates when he puts James in a magical playpen. He says it brings him bad memories, the closed spaces.

"In a playpen isn't?"

"I— I'm sorry! It's just so much! Having to take care of James and the twins— is... is just— And I can't even complain because you're fighting for your life! For staying with us and—"

A gentle kiss on his forehead interrupts his cries. Potter cleans his tears with kisses and hugs him. After, he goes to pick James up and seats at his side, his older son playing with his dad's hair, tugging his curls. Potter doesn't complains, used to it.

"You're doing great, don't worry. I'm sorry. You have to deal with all this because I'm incapable of putting a simple spell. I'm really sorry, Draco.
I'll have you know, however, that I'm happy you are the father of my children"

"You mean it?"

"Yes, Draco"

That night, they left their children with Hermione and Ron. Too busy exploring their new dynamic in Harry's bed for taking care of them.

Of course that as soon as the twins started to cry for food, a leg trembling, cum dripping from his hole into his thighs Draco wanted to go and console them. Harry was faster, bringing the three of them, James crying because his brothers were, Draco searched for his wand to clean himself before touching his children when a wave of magic, Harry's magic, cleaned him.

"Lay down, I'll hold them while they feed, so you can rest. Sorry, I think I was too rough"

Draco was laying down just as Harry instructed.

"Bullshit, it was amazing" Harry laughed.

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Harry was nervous.

A Yule Ball. God. It's not like nobody at Hogwarts knows that he has children with Draco, is literally impossible to ignore when he has to take his babies with him to every class. The professor's are nice enough to not take points from him if they cry or babble. He sees Snape wants to do it, but resists because that'll imply he also has to take from Slytherin. He still hates that one of his children has his name. But Draco looked so hopeful he just couldn't take that away... Draco, the reason why he's nervous.

He obviously wants to invite the blonde to Yule. He has developed feelings for him, seeing him interact with their babies... It changed everything, he got to see a more human phase of the blond and it's also so fucking hot, he can't help but want to be exclusive. Sirius told him to express his feelings, to finally come clean about everything, or it could become too late and lose Draco.

So he's nervous, it's a conversation that will change them again, just like him admitting he loves their children and their father.

He sees Draco in the library, writing an essay while James scratch the table with a quill, the twins sleeping at his right.

"Hey..."

"Hi, Harry"

"You don't seem surprised to see me"

"I could hear your thoughts from kilometers away"

"Oh, shut up... So you know what I'm going to ask?"

"Surprisingly, no. I did saw the change in the way you treated me, at Black's house, how your kisses and touches changed, how your way of fuc—" he saw his children "You make love to me now, Harry. And that gets me confused. Because people keep flirting with you, and you do nothing to push them away"

"What? Who flirts with me?"

"Are you serious right now?"

"Yeah! I don't—"

"Every time you're holding either James or Severus—"

"Please refer to him as Albus, Severus makes me uncomfortable"

"A lot of girls, casually go to talk to you. But when it's Scorpius, they avoid you like the plague. Is obvious"

"Why is none flirting with you? You're hotter"

"Wha—"

"I guess people just have bad taste. You're so much more fitter, and already have three children, that means you can have more. If I wasn't the dad of your kids, I would be all over you. Like c'mon. People see your platinum blonde hair and ignore it? It's impossible. And God your milky skin. You know what's a killer? Those grey eyes. Did you noticed how they change color with your emotions? I'm so glad two of my children got your eyes. I love those eyes"

"Potter?"

"Sorry. Sorry. I don't actually care about it? I only want you... So... Would you like to be my... Boyfriend? And partner? For the Yule Ball I mean, not for life. I'll also like if it was for life tho! I'm not opposed"

Draco laughs, is so incredibly ridiculous. "Yes Harry, to everything"

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Dancing with Draco, even if the blonde makes fun of him, is amazing. The way his eyes shine brighter when he laughs at him making a mistake, how his hair flows to the rhythm of the song, how he moved his body with expertise. Is pure perfection.

He was expecting to see Draco in a tuxedo, like in the Quidditch cup, instead he's on a dress, easy access for the children he said, if they get hungry, he said. Maybe he's honest, and Harry is seeing things where they aren't. But he feels as if it was to seduce him too. To complete their new relationship status in the middle of some bushes just outside the Great Hall.

Harry would never say no to Draco.

Unfortunately before they could even get his cock out of his fancy trousers, Snape (holding Severus mini) came hexing students. Draco took Sev completely ashamed.

Oh no, sir you ain't taking away this night from them. Harry let his kids with Ron, before disappearing into the collective bathroom of the dorm with his boyfriend.

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Harry pulled Draco from the water, completely afraid and desperate for him to wake up. He can hear their children's cries, scared from feeling the same thing he feels. His magic is low.

Hands are moving him aside, every special person woke up immediately after being pulled form the water. Why isn't Draco? Would this have happened to his babies too if Draco didn't refused to let their oldest go?

"Oh dear" Madame Pomfrey is doing everything she can in the field, soon enough her face twist in a worried expression. "Severus! Severus!"

The potions professor, assisting the little girl Fleur left in the lake, ran toward the other side, looking at his paler than normal godson.

"Effects of your potion in pregnant people?"

"What? Again? Potter do we need to teach you how to fucking cast the—"

"Severus focus"

"Right, take him to the hospital wing. I'll bring the antidote"

"It's mortal!?"

"How was I supposed to know Potter knocked him up again!"

Harry couldn't move, the only thing that brought him back was the weight and the warm of Scorpius in his arms... He looks just like Draco.

He cried that night holding all of his kids.

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Umbridge was a bitch. Giving him detention just because James sneezed was completely ridiculous! He soon got into the Slytherin dorms, people still saw him as if he comes to steal their best robes. Which is probably true. Draco is the best.

"Hi! Umh" he looked at his boyfriend, holding their daughter while she ate, it doesn't matters how long it's been. To Harry is always fascinating to see Draco doing motherly things.

"Hi, the twins are... With the other twins. I'm so scared they end up like them"

"Of course they won't. Our babies are so calm and good behaved" he puts James down, he is squirming trying to get down.

"Mama!" The little baby runs, or tried to, to his father.

"I swear I'm killing the weasel. Look what he taught James. And if James does it, Severus and Scorpius are gonna do it soon too. Is not fair"

"They'll understand later in life, give them a chance. They're learning"

Draco sighed. Brushing his son's hair.

"I guess"

"Lily! Me hug?"

"Lily is eating sweetheart, you can hold her later" James nodded, before going in a search for crayons and paper to draw.

"I have detention, with Umbitch, think you can handle four demons alone or do I beg Hermione for help?"

"Blaise and Pansy can help, don't worry"

"I don't like when Pansy talks to James. He starts talking weird"

"Is called elegance, something you lack" Harry snorts, before kissing his boyfriends cheek and Lily's forehead. He tried to kiss James too but the fast exhaust artist, ran from him.

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Having his family in his arms feels just right, all of his toddler kids are squirming, trying to get away from his arms. But Harry won't have it. Any of it. He was worried sick for them. The weekly visits while he was hunting horrocruxes down weren't enough.

"Unhand me Dad! I need to go to the bathroom!" Scorpius complains making James laugh and hold Harry tighter, Albus laughs too, squeezing Scorpius, Lily only rearranges herself in his dad's arms.

"No hug for me?"

"You'll get so much more than a hug Draco, let me have this" he mumbles before letting his kids go after a whine from Scorpius, the kid runs for the loo.

He walks to Draco slowly, the rest of their children going to the little table in the living room. And he hugs that tiny waist. Kissing his lips slowly, as if unsure if he was real or no.

Once they part, Harry is crying.

"I... I was so scared Draco"

"I know..."

"I couldn't even think... What if they get to you? To our family? What then? And then I had to go and die... God you know how I felt? So helpless. I want you, I want our children, not being able to see them grow would have been horrible I—"

Draco shut him up with a kiss. Their children could hear, and right now, they don't need that.

"It's ok, Harry. Is done. We're all going to be ok..."