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Three	By : pippin04took Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco’s point of view:

My eyes opened, and I frowned as I felt the baby kick me again. Sighing, I sat up resigning to the fact that I had to pee for the millionth time since becoming pregnant. I was excited to be pregnant, but I was exhausted all the time. I was tired of the swollen ankles and the constant trips to the bathroom. My eyes wondered to the empty space besides me. I frowned wondering where Hermione and Ron were. I knew sometimes Hermione woke when the baby she was carrying kicked her too much.

I stood as I felt a rippling pain flashed across my lower back, and I felt my legs give out. I turned my body so that I wouldn’t land on my baby. I winced as my lower back ached as I pushed myself up and used the bed to help me stand. I felt Ron’s strong hand help leading me up and I put my weight against him.

“Are you alright?” Ron’s hand ran over me, I was sure to see if I wasn’t hurt.

“I just had to go to the bathroom,” I told him, and I placed my hand on my belly. “My lower back is killing me, and my legs gave out.”

Ron didn’t say anything as he started to lead me to the restroom. I stopped when I felt a twinge between my legs followed by wetness covering my groin. Had I wet myself?

“What’s wrong?” Ron muttered.

“Ron …” Hermione whispered.

“His water broke,” Hermione said keeping her voice calm. “I’ll get you clean clothes, you help him change.”

I felt Ron walk us towards the bed, and I clutched my belly as the pains in my lower back wrapped their way around my belly. I wished I was at the hospital already so I could have some pain medication.

“Don’t worry, love,” Ron said. “We’ll be at the hospital soon.”

I nodded while Ron helped me to get out the ruined trousers. Hermione handed Ron a clean pair and we got them on through the pain. I lay back while Ron went to go get dressed. The pain passed, and I closed my eyes. When Ron and Hermione were ready I held onto Ron as we used the floo to get to the hospital and made our way to our room. Ron and the Healer helped me get changed once again.

I slowly sat on the bed, aware of how sore I was. I leaned back and Hermione adjusted blankets over my lower half. I held her hand before Ron’s parents came rushing in. I smiled at Mum as she fussed over me. She always made me feel like I was her real child.

After an hour of waiting a Healer came to check on me. I was disappointed that I hadn’t made much progress. My back hurt terribly, and I couldn’t imagine the intensity of pain that was sure to come. Luckily, the Healers gave me a potion that let me feel the contractions but to a lesser extent. I let my body relax as we waited. By morning another Healer came to check up on me, and we found that I was only a little further along.

I took a potion that would let me sleep, which I was thankful for. I was so tired, and I wanted nothing more to sleep. I frowned as I looked over Hermione’s exhausted face. She should rest too since it wouldn’t be good for her or the baby for her to stay up.

Ron and I convinced her to get some rest, and I moved over on the bed so she could sleep with me. As soon as we were settled, I fell into a deep sleep. I didn’t know how long I slept for but when I woke up, I felt Hermione stirring next to me.

“I didn’t wake you, did I?” she whispered.

I shook my head.

“Good,” Hermione kissed me gently before scooting off the bed.

Hermione moved to the chair on the other side of the bed. I looked over at Ron, who was still sitting in his chair but his head rested on the bed. How in the world he could sleep this deeply while sitting like that was beyond me. A Healer came in and checked me; he claimed that I was nearly there. Hermione and I talked quietly while holding hands.

I could feel the contractions, but they were more of a tightening feeling of my stomach and back instead shooting pains. I was grateful that I didn’t have to hurt while we waited for my baby to be born.

“Are you nervous?” Hermione asked.

“About being a parent?” I asked.

She nodded.

“No,” I told her. “I wanted to be a father, and give my child a life I never had growing up. I know I can give that with the three of us. I love them so much already.”

I reached out to place a hand on Hermione’s belly, while her eyes filled with tears.

“I do too,” she whispered.

Our heads looked over at Ron as he woke up and blinked.

“How long was I asleep?” Ron rubbed his eyes, and I wondered if our children would inherit the action.

“For about an hour after we work up,” Hermione replied.

I felt Hermione take my hand just as the Healer walked into the room. It was a little awkward having him check me, but when I smile crossed his face I hoped he had good news for us.

“The baby is ready to make their arrival,” he announced.

Ron quickly moved from his chair to sit by me as the Healer called two other Healers into the room. Ron helped me sit up as I was instructed to push. It seemed like I was pushing for eternity, and I quickly became exhausted even with the sleep I had just gotten.

“I can’t do this,” I wined as I slumped back on the pillows.

“Yes you can, love,” Hermione said as she grasped my hand. “Our baby is almost here, just a little longer.”

“Do you want me to sit behind you?” Ron said gently, and I nodded.

I maneuvered around so that Ron sat behind me. When it came time to push again, Ron helped me to lean forward so that I could put the right amount of pressure in order to push. I felt the baby’s body slide out of me and I collapsed onto Ron’s chest.

“You did so well, Dray,” Ron whispered. “Our baby’s here.”

I felt the Healer place a warm, small body onto my chest. I looked down at our baby for the first time. It was covered in blood and looked all red. The baby opened its mouth to start crying, and instinctively I moved my arms to cradle my baby protectively. I rocked the baby to try and sooth it as Healers wiped the baby off.

“It’s a little boy,” one Healer said.

“Oh, he’s so precious,” Hermione said.

I glanced at her; tears were streaming down her face.

“He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Ron whispered.

His crying stopped and he squinted up at me. He blinked rapidly as his eyes tried to adjust to the light.

“I can’t believe we made this,” I said in awe.

I kissed his forehead as he groggily looked up at me.

“Sleep, little man,” I whispered. “Papa and I have you.”

A giant yawn covered his face as his eyes fluttered closed.

“I’m going to take him to clean up and weigh him,” a Healer said.

I nodded as she took the baby.

“You can go with him, Ron,” I said.

“Are you sure,” he asked.

“Go watch after him, Papa,” I said.

The Healers cleaned him while the other Healer worked on helping me push out the placenta. I was too focused on what the Healers were saying about our baby to pay much attention to it though. After what seemed like hours instead of minutes Ron carried our baby back to us. Hermione wrapped her arm around his waist and gazed at our child.

“He looks like a combination of all three of us,” Ron muttered and looked at Hermione.

“I looked into it, and there was a possibility of all of our genes mixing instead of the usual two,” Hermione said.

“Do you want to hold him?” Ron asked.

Hermione nodded as happy tears filled her eyes. Ron handed Hermione the baby, and she sat down on the bed next to me. I looked at the baby’s features surprised at how much he did looked like a mix of the three of us. His hair had Hermione’s brown color, but my texture. He had Ron’s long nose, Hermione’s full lips, and his eyes were shaped like mine.

I wrapped an arm around Hermione as she held our son. Happy tears were falling down her face, and I kissed her temple. My hand moved to her round baby, and I could feel the baby kicking.

“The baby’s kicking a lot,” I whispered.

“It wants to meet their brother,” Hermione smiled.

Ron moved to Hermione’s other side as he looked at our son’s face while he put his hand on Hermione’s belly. The baby’s eyes opened, and his face scrunched up before he started crying.

“It’s ok, little one,” Hermione whispered. “Mummy, Daddy, and Papa have you.”

“I think he’s hungry,” I said as Hermione handed me our son.

The Healer showed me how to feed him. It was a little awkward at first, and I was glad that the family hadn’t come in yet to see me feeding him.

“What’s his name?” a Healer asked.

“Jonathan Arthur Weasley,” I told the Healer as I watch my sleeping son.

The Healer wrote down his name and sent copies of the new birth certificate to our volt in Gringotts. Moments later Molly and Arthur came in to see the baby. They dotted over him just like they did their other grandchildren, which made my heart sore. I loved them as if they were my own parents. I was glad to have them as in-laws, and they loved my child as much as their other grandchildren.

Molly fussed over his little outfit we had brought, and she counted his fingers and toes. Arthur grinned widely as he held Jonathan, and I could see tears of happiness swimming in his eyes. I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard him talking to Jonathan about Muggle items. Over the course of a couple of hours Ron’s siblings came to see the baby. I loved seeing Victory and little Teddy Lupin hugging and kissing their new cousin.

After the siblings left, Ron and I had to convince Hermione to go home with Molly and Arthur to get some proper sleep. I didn’t want her to have to sleep on a hospital bed again, and I knew it wouldn’t be comfortable for her.

“I don’t want to be away from you or the baby,” she said stubbornly. “Ron, you get to stay. I don’t want to be away from my child either.”

“Hermione, please think about the baby,” Ron said gently. “We can’t let you or anything happen to you or the baby you’re carrying. Please, love. You need to get some rest because you may go into labor any time now.”

“Let me hold him before we go,” Hermione said.

Hermione took Jonathan, and talked to him softly.

“Mummy will be back soon.” She placed a little kiss on his head. “I love you so much.”

With tears in her eyes she placed Jonathan back in my arms. He stirred slightly before falling back asleep. Hermione gave Ron and me a kiss before she left, promising she’d return in the morning.

“Do you need to rest?” Ron asked.

“I could use a nap. I might as well take advantage while he’s sleeping,” I said.

I gave Jonathan a kiss on the forehead, and handed him to Ron. I promptly fell asleep. Hours later, Jonathan’s week cries woke me. I fed him and changed him into a clean outfit. Ron slipped into the bed beside me, and put his arm around me.

“Are you going to introduce me to my grandchild?” a voice asked me from the door.

My head snapped up to stare at my mother in the doorway. I completely forgot to let her know of the birth. We had told her of our relationship when the three of us got together as well as the news of our pregnancies. I was grateful to my mother saving my life, but she really hadn’t been much of a Mum.

“How did you know …” I asked trailing off.

“Mrs. Weasley owled me,” Mother said as she slowly walked into the room. “How are you?”

“I’m well.”

“Labor went well?”

“Yes, there weren’t any complications. He’s a healthy boy.”

“May I hold him?” She came to stand beside me.

I nodded, and handed him to his grandmother. He stirred slightly, but fell back into his deep sleep.

“He’s precious,” she whispered. “What’s his name?”

“Jonathan Arthur.”

“It fits him. How are your parents Mr. Weasley?”

“They are doing good,” Ron replied.

“You must be feeling proud,” Mother replied.

“Very.” Ron smiled.

Mother gave Jonathan a kiss on his forehead, and handed him back to me.

“It was lovely to see you, Draco. Please bring both of the babies over sometime. I’d love to have you all over when everything settles down,” Mother said.

“I will, Mother,” I said smiling at her.

She kissed my cheek, surprising me. She nodded at Ron, and turned to leave. I leaned against Ron and looked down at Jonathan who opened his eyes. I smiled at the baby as he took in the two of us.

“I wish Hermione could be here,” Ron said.

“Me too,” I replied. “It’s going to be crazy when the other baby comes.”

“It will be,” he replied. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Me too.”

I leaned over and kissed Ron. I didn’t have any idea of what was to come.

I was tempted to have Harry and Ginny’s mystery person make an appearance, but decided against it. I may have them in them in another chapter though! So any guess of the next baby’s gender? Please leave a review
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