Babies' baby

3rd year

James' birth was a surprise. Literally. Draco was in potion class and he started to feel little pains in his abdomen, he ignored it, thinking it must be some kind of allergy to the potion they were brewing pulls consequences of having Harry Potter deep inside his guts.

During the day they just became harder and in shorter time until he feel to the floor, sweating profusely and screaming for help in the glass house. Sprout took him to the hospital wing with Harry right behind. Worried about his... "studying partner".

He couldn't get inside the room but he hear many things. From metal things bumping into each other, to Malfoy screaming. Ending any sound with the most high cries and screams he ever heard in his life.

At the moment his mind couldn't comprehend what that was. He couldn't understand that Draco Malfoy just gave birth to his son. But after ten minutes he fell to the floor, understanding in his face.

Ron tried convincing him that it wasn't his, that it could be from another bloke with black hair, there's a lot of those, plus the baby's hair wasn't curly like his. But Ron didn't understood, not until many years later with his own children. The baby just felt his, a mix between his magic and Malfoy's.

That was his son.

Meanwhile Draco was still processing the fact that the little bump of blankets between his arms is actually his son. His son. He came from him.

Merlin.

The birth was horrible, he wasn't lonely because Madame Pomfrey helped him but still, she would leave eventually. And she did, she handled the baby in a towel and went to tell the headmaster and therefore, his parents.

He just gave birth! On a Friday 13th nonetheless!

And now he's holding the child close to his chest in the middle of Divination, begging mother magic to not make the baby get hungry right now, he just learned how to feed his little human, and it was humiliating.

He felt a presence sitting at his right, his friends or anyone in Slytherin really, don't talk to him for the moment, 'he lost his pureness' they must be thinking. Any other person from another house usually come to make fun of him, and for usually he means at breakfast and History of Magic that happened.

"He's mine" Potter didn't even asked, he said it with confidence, the butterflies in his belly rebelled.

"Yes, so? He's going into an orphanage soon anyway"

Potter stopped looking at the little ball with fascination to look at him with incredulity.

"You or your family can't do that. Hermione borrowed me this " He pulled a bug book from his bag, searching for a page in specific.

"Magical law number 56. Paragraph 3. In case of the child being the only other living person of a house, without counting the Lord, he must be taken care of by both, the birthing person and the breeder. I hate the terms they use but..."

Of course. Of course Potter's friends will find the only law that got between him and freedom.

"So, we're raising little James together you want it or not"

"Sometimes I really wonder why I fell for you" Draco mumbled, Potter focused on the little ball in his arms didn't hear him, Draco always wanted to be a father anyway...

"Do you want to hold him?"

"Please. I'm dying for it" Draco smiled, a genuine smile, he can relate to the feeling. He puts the bump carefully in his arms.

"Hi baby... I'm your father" He starts babbling at their son, holding him just like how Draco taught him, his eyes filling with silent tears.

And Draco decided that yes. He will raise a child with Potter.

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Harry definitely feel in love with Draco for the way he treated their child. Draco was kind, patient, sweet, and incredibly smart. All things he only got to see after watching him interact with James.

Always, doesn't matters if he's awoken at three or at seven, gives a kiss to James head, feeds him and then passes out. It's endearingly cute.

It took a lot of convincing from both of them to get permission to sleep in the same room and now, he's lucky enough to watch this little ritual each morning.

He wanted, no, he needed to be part of that little ritual. He wanted to hold his little baby in his arms too.

He discussed it with his friends, hoping that between all of them a little idea about how to convince Draco came to them. Instead, Hermione told him to simply ask. He had the right to do it anyway, he's the father of Draco's child.

So holding all of his bravery, just when Draco was putting some baby oil into James skin he said it.

"I know I probably already asked more than I should, naming our baby James Sirius Potter and only throwing the Malfoy at the end. And that you maybe feel insulted by that but—"

"You started this speech all wrong"

"Damnit, can I go at it again?"

"No. Ask now"

"I want to... I need to help you. Every morning, well every time James is hungry at unholy hours you wake up and—"

"I know what I do Potter"

"Please, I need that connection too"

Draco could cry from happiness, he needed the help, he refused to ask for it though, so this must be mother magic being merciful and lending him the option of well deserved rest.

"Hm... You may help me" Harry hugged him tight. James between them.

And if it was just that he might have survived, but then, oh then.

He saw him play with James.

It was his doom. It wasn't the same game, every day it changed.

He could be singing some cheesy song about how much he loves him, tickling his little belly and hearing a sound close enough to a laugh, dancing together, or James favourite, throwing a sock at his face, he loves it. He makes a lot of laugh like sounds and even applaud.

But his personal favourite was just watching him do face's to their baby. While yes, Draco's voice was that of a Siren and hearing his lullabies was like being in a constant state of orgasm, seeing Draco Malfoy, Slytherin prince, loose his cool and make silly faces is the best thing in the whole world. James loves them, not as much as the sock, but enough that Draco keeps doing it. Usually with a cute blush, embarrassed. If Harry's honest, that only makes Draco more attractive.

He wants a piece of that too. Not of the games, he plays his fare share with his son. He's usually more the kind to play a little rough, throwing James at the air and catching him, putting him in his arm as it were an airplane and move, or putting James in his shoulders to see how long he can spend in there before catching him.

He wants a piece of Draco Malfoy, and hopefully at some point, he will have all of him.

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4th year

Moody's classes were... special, different according to Harry, complicated, completely mad and bordering illegal according to Draco. They had to match as much of their classes as they could that year.

Taking care of a 5 month old baby and 2 new borns would have been too much for a single parent, for Draco. They talked on the hols about splitting the children. Sometimes Harry takes James, others the twins, and Draco has the others. But they realized soon enough that wouldn't work for them.

Not for his newborn babies, they're still attached to Draco. They cry and cry, even when their tiny bodies can't keep up with their desires to show their discomfort.

Draco would take James for the day, leave Harry with his son's in the hall, and as soon as Draco disappears from a corner, the screaming started. It resulted in Harry looking everywhere for Draco, unable to even think about using the map to search for him.

So in defense they were together, and it was clear the hatred Moody had for the Malfoy's. Harry had to step up more than once when the ex Auror would get too close to Draco, usually using his wand to touch the skin of his blondes face. As a silent treat that had Draco clutching whatever child he had on his arms as tightly as possible.

He hates it.

He hates how he can see that flame in Draco go extinct slowly. How his passion for answering teachers, for challenging them into a debate died into a submissive kid. A kid protecting his children.

He tried everything that was on his power, talking to Dumbledore, to Moody himself, even he resorted to ask Snape for help, but at the end... With the Triwizard tournament on their backs, three children, classes, homework and their own relationship. It was easier to just let Moody alone.

He will regret that decision. Later in the year, knowing he couldn't defend his family from a death eater. It was destiny's first test and he failed.

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5th year

They were on their shared room. James laying on top of Harry, playing —tugging— with his hair, Scorpius is on the floor, teaching Lily between babbles how to crawl and Albus is sit between Draco's legs, doing a good job at keeping his spine straight.

"We can't use a silencing charm, you said"

"It's not illegal... It just feels wrong. The same way you hate when they're in closed spaces. I hate when they can't be heard"

"I don't think it's the same thing..." James let his hair go and he took advantage raising him from the middle with his arms completely stretched out "Mine comes from trauma"

"See? Same thing" Scorpius seems satisfied enough with Lily's progress, even if that progress is only crawling with her belly still touching the ground , so he uses his little hands to do 'pick me up' hands. Draco sits him at his brother's side.
He will let Lily loose for a while.

"I don't think your parents silencing you for a while can compare to my... Relatives holding me in a cold cupboard" he threw James into the air before catching him.

"Bold of you to compare traumas" He poked at Scorpius nose, he laughs and then Albus' little hands are tugging on his robes, asking him to poke him too, which he does. Ending with two laughing babies.

"I'm just saying—"

"They forgot about me..."

"What?!" He takes James in the middle of the tosse game, sitting to clearly look at Draco.

"They forgot me, in a restaurant on Paris. I was being too loud, I guess it was a bad day for me, I don't remember much. Just that I couldn't scream to mother that I was still in the bathroom while running as fast as I could towards her, I didn't reach them. They disappeared from my sight"

"Oh Draco. I'm sorr—" Lily fell on her face trying to crawl like Scorpius taught her, making her cry. She soon stopped when Draco floated her to his awaiting arms.

"Don't be. There's nothing you can do, except indulging me into not putting a silencing charm on our babies just so you don't get detention with Umbitch"

"Yeah, ok... Any other suggestions?"

"I can take the four of them when you're in DADA, but you'll take them all when I am in DADA"

"Are you sure? We didn't wanted to do it like that because four is too much, remember?"

"What other options do we have?" He sits Lily between him and Harry, James looks at her with curiosity.

"Ok... We will take all the babies"

"Don't make it sound as if we're buying them"

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A while after the battle of Hogwarts

Albus was running as fast as he could, he might be small but he's a force to fear, or at least that's what mama— father said, he crawled under the table and held his breath. Scorpius was already captured. Tanned hands held his torso before lifting him and he never saw him again.

He held his breath. If he makes any sound it's going to be his end. Godric he missed his brother. He would have known when to attack.

"Oh Al... Where are you?" His dad's voice asks in a mocking tone. He knows he's there, if he just stays still...

Dad's feet stop walking, he sees them from the table, barefoot even though mama— father had told him not to do that since he can be a bad influence for them, James definitely does that.

"Well, if Al isn't here, then he won't mind if I... Ate this really tasty mango yoghur—"

"Noooooo!" Albus ran towards his dad, he's the devil! He was going to eat his favourite dessert!

Dad took him from his middle, Albus feet stopped touching the floor. And then he blew a raspberry on his belly, making him laugh out loud.

"Gotcha. Is time to sleep kiddo, your siblings are already out, c'mon"

"But I don't wanna sleep!"

"You're literally melting in my arms"

"I'm not dad!"

"Shhh listen" Harry opened the door slowly, trying not to disturb what was happening inside.

"I wanna slow dance with you... I just wanna slow dance with you...Why don't you take the chance?
I got the moves...I'd like to prove I wanna slow dance with you" Draco was singing, Scorpius in his arms, cuddling against his chest, his eyes closing slowly.

"You sure you don't wanna be there?"

Albus pouted, he did wanted to be there, Scorp looks cozy. Harry held him closer rocking him at the sound of Draco's voice. Murmuring about how much he loves his life.

They stepped outside of the twins room as quietly as they could. If one woke up, he will wake the other, they've always been like that.

Draco was tired, he has been singing for half an hour and going to bed sounds like the best sin right now, so he's going to the bathroom, to get ready for bed when Harry's hand stops him by taking his wrist.

"Wanna slow dance with me?" Harry asked, extending his hand.

Now, Draco is tired, but when his boyfriend has his hand extended like that to him, looking like the man who fought with everything for him, for his family. The man who literally died for them. And he felt his heart go faster, this man. Harry Potter, still wants him.

He smiled before taking that hand. Harry pulled him until their chest were touching, hugging his waist as to get him impossibly closer, and started swaying.

Draco laughed, this was the only way they could dance.

"I can't wait until you become a Potter" Harry mumbled without noticing but Draco heard him clearly. He sighs, completely in love, Harry plans marrying him.

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2 years after the battle of Hogwarts

Dad just came back from school. He looks tired but little Albus went to him, poking his stomach until dad grunted.

"Can you read to me?"

"Hello to you too Albus"

"To be fair, you didn't told him hello either" mama said from the kitchen, dad snorted, picking Albus up and going to the kitchen. A wet sound could be heard followed by the clear "Ew" of Albus.

"Hello precious, how was your day?"

"I have to read seven books for Monday" mama must have done something funny because Lily laughed. Usually he pokes someone's nose.

"Biscuits! Healers really are overworked" Scorpius stops drawing, listening to the conversation. Looking at him as if to say, 'let's go'.

"Yeah, but one of us needed to know how to fix broken bones. As soon as your spawn's can mount a normal broom, we're doom. But I'll be ready then"

James walked to the kitchen, followed by little Scorpius, he opened the door after pushing with more force since at first it didn't budged.

"Hey! My apprenticeship is important too!" Harry moved when he felt the door hitting his back. Albus and Scorpius giggled at his little "ouch".

"I'm just saying... making brooms?"

"I'm just trying things until I find something I really like"

"Sure..."

"Their homework?"

"All done"

"You know, it's actually funny how we have to help our babies with their homework before we're able to do our own"

"Harry—"

"Dad..." James tugged on his trousers, Harry fluffed his straight hair. His son laughed "I wanna play. All of us together"

"Sweetheart, daddy is tired. But tomorrow we can go to the park" mama answered, making James beam before nodding.

At the park, it was Scorpius turn to decide what they were playing. He decided to play horses.

And James had a realization, to play horses you need to be on top of one of their parents, they only had two and they were four, there's no way mama can hold more than one, he looks like he could break, maybe that could happen, so he can only take one, dad could take two... but that still means one of them won't get a horse. James then had another realization, he is a big brother.

He knows because he has three amazing siblings.

The second oldest is Scorpius, he looks just like his mama but with his dad's eyes, he's a fun, sweet and kind child, he responds rapidly to any situation and has a big imagination almost everything contrary to Albus.

Albus, or as mama calls him, Sev is more closed off. He's still kind and sweet, but prefers to open up only to mama and his twin. That's ok, he understands that he's closer to Scorp, they see each other all the time.

Lily is the smallest, she used to cry a lot but now she only laughs and laughs. She can't speak clearly yet, she still sounds like she's babbling, but she's still fun to be with, she's adventurous and has a heart of gold like no other.

Anyway. He's a big brother and he has classmates who also are big brothers, those classmates are always angry at him for some reason. They always tell him that his happiness will end. That he will soon be pulled apart, because his parents will have to pay more attention to the little ones.

And today seems to be that day.

While their parents looked at each other, trying to find a solution to James first realization, James already knew what he had to do. Today is the day, he repeated to himself, the day he will sacrifice their parents attention for his little siblings happiness.

"I can hold Li—"

"Got it" mama started to move his wand around, transforming his dad's jacket in a carrier and putting little Lily in there before transforming his own jacket in some kind of seat, with a seat belt, duplicating it and strapping it to dad.

"Is it comfortable?"

"As much as it can, I guess" mama kissed dad before putting the twins in their respective seat.

"Up we go James!" And he was in his mama's back now "Ready?"

"I mean, I do have three children on me. Don't we deserve a little advantage, mama?"

"Yes mama!"

"Please!"

"Mama plwse!" Lily also joined.

"What do you say James? We let them cheat?"

James was so happy. He just nodded, it didn't matter if they won or not, his parents really are something else, finding ways for them all to have fun.