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AN: Coming to the epilogue for this one. Hope it's worth the wait.

Something_else: Ah, Bob. You're so sweet. A little lemon/lime for you. Love ya.

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wavedancer: Me too. Here you go.

Chapter Twenty-Six: And Baby Makes Seven

“You're sure this will work?” George asked.

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained, little brother.” Charlie countered as the rest of the family looked on.

“Come on, Georgie. Just do it.” Fred teased as Ron looked queazy.

“It's not all that bad, except the blood and the cramps and the bloating.”

“You're not helping, Ronnikins.” Bill slapped the back of the youngest boy's head.

“George, do it for Lee.” Ginny suggested with a soft smile that got to the twin. George sighed and raised his wand. The spell was complicated, but Hermione explained it exactly, with Charlie's help, and the twin wielded his wand expertly as he spoke the incantation and thought about the little ones that could be part of his and Lee's love.

There was no glow, no spark, no flash. It was anti-climactic to say the least. Hermione smiled as George frowned and a book appeared in his hand. He flipped it open and read the first page, looking up and smiling when he finished. “It worked.”

Harry glared at the blond, as he let himself be led to the Prefect's Lounge by Cedric. Inside he plopped down on the sofa and glared, “Make it fast. Morph needs me and I don't like leaving him with the elves when I'm not in class.”

“I wanted to apologize.” Draco said and Cedric smiled. “I was wrong not to consider your feelings. Your name is important to you, even to the entire wizarding world. I'll be better about it, in the future. Our names would be better hyphenated, and Cedric will keep his the same, I suppose, but that's up to you.”

“Actually, I've spoken with my parents, and they've agreed that since I have no middle name, I can take both names as my last. I'll be Cedric Diggory Potter-Malfoy.”

Harry stared with his jaw dropped until Draco pushed it up with a finger. “What will you choose, Harry? I want to do this as soon as Cedric's babies are born.”

“Why?” Harry asked and Draco realized it wasn't about the name.

“Because I love you both, and we have children who need to be legitimized. My father can post-date the bonding with a trial marriage so that they are all Potter-Malfoy's or Malfoy-Potters, which ever you decide. I'll follow your lead on this one, okay?”

“You mean this? It's not some joke that you'll spring on the day that I'm all dressed up and everyone is looking at me?”

“You're worried about that? I'd look the fool, Harry. Not you. No, I'm serious. I want to stand before all our friends and state it for the world to know that I am in love with Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory. That we have four beautiful children and are going to be a very unique family. My family.”

Harry smiled and nodded. “Then, your name should be last. Potter-Malfoy, and I want to put Diggory in there somewhere too. I'll be Harry James Diggory Potter-Malfoy, and Morpheus will be the same.”

Cedric laughed out loud and hugged his lovers, jerking away after a second. “I'm glad that is settled, and not a moment too soon. I think we should find your father, Draco.”

Cedric screamed as he was held by his two lovers and rode out the waves of his contractions. It had been going on for so long, and he was tired. He fell back onto the pillows while Lucius cast a revealing spell that showed the babies and their positions. The birth canal was complete, the two infants were in position, but there was something wrong. The first baby, a boy, wasn't moving down towards its emancipation.

“Wait! The cord is wrapped around the baby's neck. If you push, the child may die. Fight the urge, Diggory. Protect your child by not birthing him, just yet.” Lucius snapped and Cedric froze.

“My baby.” the Hufflepuff squeaked.

“It's all right, Cedric. What are you going to do, Mr. Malfoy?” Harry asked, leaving Cedric in Draco's arms. “How can we fix it?”

“The cord has to be removed from around the baby's neck of course, Mr. Potter, Harry. I have an idea, but I can't do it alone. Severus could have helped, but he's gone on his little trip.”

“I'll help. What do I have to do?” Harry said lifting his shoulders and watching the older man with a defiant glare.

“You? I see. Very well, Mr. Potter. I'm going to hold the baby's head, just were it is, as I widen the opening. It will be more painful for Mr. Diggory, but it's the only way to be able to get three hands inside of the womb. You, with your little hands, can reach inside and pull the cord over the head and save the child. . . your child, perhaps. The baby's life will be in your hands. Are you ready?” Lucius could have sneered and baited the boy, but Harry knew it wasn't what was happening. This was important and an innocent life was in danger. The man was trusting him and he drew a deep breath.

“Please, Harry.” Cedric cried as another contraction swept through him and he grunted in an attempt to keep from pushing with it.

“Harry, help our baby. Our boys need their brother.” Draco said from Cedric's shoulder.

“I'm ready.” the savior said and he stepped closer. Lucius waved his wand, expanding Cedric's birth canal and causing the Hufflepuff to whimper in pain. He reached in one hand and placed his palm on the baby's head, keeping it from advancing down the opening.

“Now, Mr. Potter.”

“Hurry, Harry.” Draco added and Harry shoved his hands into the temporary opening in the other boy. He could feel the slimy sides of the birth canal and the soft flesh of the cervix. At the end, he felt the firm sphere of the baby's head, and his right hand could make out the child's ear. He pushed deeper, sliding down the side of their son's face until he could feel the undulating cord that was threatening the baby's life. His fingers wound around it as Cedric screamed and his body contracted, squeezing the two mens arms inside of him. “Faster, Potter.” Draco grated and Harry looked up for just a second to see a frightened expression on his lover's face. Next to Draco, Cedric's eyes were rolling back in his head and his forehead was leaning way back on the blond's shoulder. Harry grabbed the cord and pulled.

“Ease it, Harry. Don't rush or you may do more damage than good. Pull gently, but firmly.” Lucius coaxed and Harry followed his words. The cord was tight, but had some give that he worked up over the baby's head, only stopping when he encountered Lucius' hand. “Now, when I let go, snap it forward and pull out your hands. When we are both free, you'll be able to push, Mr. Diggory.”

“Call me Cedric, Lord Malfoy. We're family.” Cedric said with a hoarse cough.

“Right. Ready? Now.”

After that things went so quickly that Harry lost track. He was standing at Cedric's feet when his son slid out, black hair and screaming, and Lucius put the baby into his arms.

“What will you name him?” the man asked and Harry looked up at his lovers.

“I like the name Niles.” Harry said.

“A good name. How about Niles Brandon?” Cedric said and Harry smiled.

The second child was much easier, a blond boy that they called Cameron Orion. The family slept in the special ward, after Morpheus and Scorpius were brought by the elves, and Lucius watched them with a pensive expression on his tilted head. Narcissa arrived, after her Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts class, to kiss his forehead and ask, “What are your thoughts, Luc?”

“Look at them, Cissy. Our family. They are so beautiful. Even the Potter baby. I'm in love with each child already. How could I have put them, especially our son, in such danger? I'm a fool.”

“No fool, like an old fool. You came to the right side in time. We both did. Our family, and a few others, are safe. We'll help to usher in a new generation, you and I. I love you, Luc. I love our grandchildren, and I think I could come to love our son-in-laws. Let's get some sleep, and in the morning we'll speak to them about their futures.”

By the time Snape and Roger returned, the preparations were completed for the bonding of Harry, Cedric and Draco. They, with the help of Dumbledore and their TAMF teachers, had chosen a simple three-way bond and invited only their closest friends and family. The Weasley's, Sirius and Hermione were Harry's guests. Cedric's family, and some of the Hufflepuffs from his year were invited. Draco's parents, his Aunt Andromeda and her daughter, who had recently married their old professor and was soon to be a mother, along with the two ex-goons from Slytherin, Pansy, Blaise and Ernie MacMillan, who was slowly coming around, according to the Italian boy.

Draco knocked on the door to the Potion's professor's room, and waited for a response. He wasn't kept long. “Draco, come in. Severus, Draco Malfoy wants to speak with you.” Roger called up to the loft and the blond corrected him.

“Actually, it was both of you. I want to speak with you, as a couple.”

“Oh. Hurry up, Love.” Roger said.

“What does the brat want now? I've still got three days before I'm to resume teaching. Dumbledore promised.” Severus arrived at the head of the stairs, his usual black robe and glamour replaced by a soft buttercup shirt and brown trousers, and his face transposed into a thing of beauty. Draco was speechless, until the man was standing in front of him and staring at him expectantly.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to impose, but tomorrow is . . . my bonding and I wanted . .”

“You wanted us to come?” Roger asked.

“We wanted you to come of course. But, I wanted to know if Roger would stand in as my support. Harry's got Ronald Weasley, and Cedric has Oliver Wood. It's a strong group and we need a sixth. I want someone who will compliment the rest of the hexagon. We've chosen to use a balance formulae and it needs to be level.” Draco explained.

“I didn't know that Wood was . . .”

“I believe he is involved with a former student of mine, a Mr. Flint.” Severus suggested.

“Yes, Marcus and Oliver were bonded in the summer. So, there are three bonded wizards to support the three to be joined. It's a level hexagon, a perfect group. Will you do it?” Draco asked and Roger smiled.

“I'll speak with your father about the robes and make them my gift to you. I think maroon would suit all three best, as long as it's dark. Even Weasley can wear that.” Severus smirked and Draco laughed.

When he had gone, Severus turned to his mate and frowned. “How did you dress so quickly?” he asked.

Roger smiled and waved his wand. The glamour of clothing faded away and he stood in naked glory. “Who said I got dressed?”

“Oh, you naughty thing. Standing there naked, with only a glamour, in front of that boy. I may have to punish you for that.” Severus easily captured his lover and soon was seated with a naked Roger over his knee, arse in the air. “I think your parents neglected spanking you when you were little and I'll have to remedy that.” He raised his hand and brought it down in three quick swats that resounded in the room and left a pink mark on Rogers pale cheek.

“Ow, Severus! Stop!”

“Now, leave the door unopened in the future until you are properly dressed. If it had been Albus, your glamour would never have worked. I won't have you parading yourself around in front of others.” he let Roger up and turned him around, soothing him with gentle caresses that occasionally brushed over the still sensitive spot. “Go back to bed so I can fuck you and complete your punishment.”

To this, Roger smiled and fled up the spiral staircase followed by a slower Snape who took out his wand and waved it, banishing his own glamour and leaving himself totally nude.
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