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The Rise of the Drackens: The Scaled Bits	By : StarLightMassacre Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 169507 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 21
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June 22^nd 2012
Nasta – 52 years
Max – 45 years
Blaise – 32 years
Draco – 32 years
Harry – 31 years
Braiden – 14 years
Quintuplets – 14 years
Eva and Ave – 13 years
Taren – 12 years
Lai – 11 years
Xabiere – 9 years
Mace and Evie – 9 years
Mollie – 9 years
Quadruplets – 8 years
Serra and Senna – 6 years
Lian – 4 years
Triplets (Fee, Neave and Luce) – 3 years
Loren – 2 years
Cyneric and Kallan – 21 months
Harry is pregnant with Sully.
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Insight
Harry wanted to bang his head against the cupboard door as he heard Max open the front door and immediately behind him was the sound of eight Hogwarts students arguing the toss with one another.
“Alright! Calm down, get your trunks upstairs and I’ll get you a late dinner. Be quiet as well! The little ones are all in bed.” He heard Max say before his huge mate came into the kitchen and pulled Harry right into his arms, being careful of the baby growing inside him, and into a passionate kiss that last for several minutes.
“It couldn’t have been that bad.” Harry laughed as he gave Max’s hair a gentle tug when he finally had to come up for air.
“They were arguing as they got off the train and they didn’t stop all the way home. I thought Blaise was going to jump out of the car.”
“What are they arguing about?” Draco asked as he came in carrying a pouting little four year old.
“Mummy!” Said little four year old called out, reaching desperately for him, bright green eyes staring wide and beseechingly at him, like looking into a mirror.
“You should be in bed, Lian.” Harry chastised without heat as he pulled the little body to settle on his bump.
“Wanta see Baidy.”
“Braiden’s upstairs putting his trunk away. I’m sure he’s missed you too.”
“Of course I did.” Braiden said as he walked into the room with a smile, taking Lian from Harry and hugging his four year old sibling tightly. “I bought you some sweets from Honeydukes too, but shh, no telling Daddy Nasta.”
Harry shook his head and turned back to finishing the late meal before Max picked him up and shoved him into a chair and immediately took over. Harry was going to shout at him and perhaps curse him into the next room, but when he stood up he just felt tired, so he let it go with a sigh and pressed a hand to his bump.
“You look tired, Mum.” Braiden said with a frown.
“Your new sibling kept me awake for half the night and your Daddy Max’s snoring kept me awake for the other half.” Harry said with a teasing smile.
Braiden laughed. “You should take a nap.”
“Mama napped with me!” Lian nodded with a grin.
Harry grinned. “A very refreshing two hours snuggled up with all my younger children, at least until Luce gave me a nice knee to the ribs and woke me right up.”
Braiden pulled him into a hug and Harry hugged his little boy tightly, lamenting that he wasn’t really his little boy anymore. They were almost the same height, half an inch in it, if that, and Harry was dreading the day that Braiden grew taller than him.
Of course Farren took that moment to stride into the kitchen and Harry wanted to cry as it seemed his boy had grown another three inches since he’d last seen him at Christmas. He was fourteen and a half years old and he looked like he was sixteen, if or when he grew facial hair, he could have easily passed for even older, seventeen or even eighteen and Harry just wanted to throw his arms up and beg for it to stop, he just wanted to freeze time to stop Farren from growing anymore, but that was terribly unfair to Farren, so he bit his tongue and smiled softly at his second born son.
Yet as that towering hulk of a boy pulled him into a hug and looked at him with all the love a fourteen year old could have for his Mother, Harry was relieved to see that it was still his little boy in that almost unrecognisable body, Farren had to be five foot nine already.
Farren laid a hand over his belly and he laughed happily as a baby within kicked his hand and he eagerly told his siblings about it.
“That means the baby doesn’t like you!” Regan said as he bounced into the room, already in his pyjamas.
“Does not!” Farren denied as he took a swat at his brother.
“Don’t you hit him!” Tegan hissed as she came into the kitchen, a scowl on her pretty face.
“I didn’t hit him!” Farren denied, rolling his eyes.
“Stop it and sit down.” Draco said as he helped Max dish up the late dinner.
“Where are the others?” Calix asked. “They can’t all be in bed; Leolin would have come to see us at least, even if he was tired! And I can’t see Lai or Xabie going to bed early either.”
“They’re in the upstairs game room with your Dad Nasta.” Harry said. “They’ll be down here for dinner as soon as they’re called.”
“I’ll go and get them!” Taren said excitedly.
“I swear he’s crossed with a jack rabbit.” Max said as he watched Taren race out of the room. “We can’t even blame it on the excitement of going to Hogwarts for the first time or Christmas. It’s summer!”
“He’s been like it all year!” Farren complained as he slumped into a chair. “It’s like having a waist high puppy that’s stuck on fast forward. I didn’t even know he was there sometimes and then he started talking at a mile a minute and he scared the life out of me! I actually jumped into a suit of armour the other week. I was never that annoying as a first year!”
Harry hid a smile because he knew damn well that Farren had been that annoying as a first year, all of the quintuplets in Hogwarts had pestered Braiden throughout the year, but his caring little Hufflepuff hadn’t said a word against them as he took care of them, showed them around and did everything he could to help them, even when they’d been homesick.
Leolin burst into the kitchen with a happy grin on his face and he threw himself at his brothers and lone sister who he had shared a sac with. Farren laughed and stood up to join the group hug, picking both Calix and Leolin up in one arm and Tegan in the other.
“Hey! What about me!” Regan demanded.
Max turned around and quickly had him up in a back breaking hug.
“Dad!” Regan complained, but Max just dug his fingers in and started tickling him and Regan started laughing uproariously.
Nasta came darting in and he deflated when he saw what the ruckus was. He shook his head.
“Daddy Nas!” His oldest identical twin, Eva, said with a grin on her face, throwing skinny arms around Nasta’s neck, her curly brown hair getting into both of their faces as she had yanked her ponytail out soon after arriving home.
“Hello sweetheart, how were the last few months of term?”
“Exhausting!” Braiden complained. “I’m starting my O.W.Ls next year! I didn’t even have a break in the last week of term.”
“I did!” The twins said together and then laughed.
“You’re only second years.” Braiden said with a small scowl. “They give the younger years a break.”
It had been only an hour or so since Harry had seen his younger children when they’d gone up to the play room with Nasta, but they still clobbered him with hugs and wet, sticky kisses and pressed little ears against his bump as they bounced into the kitchen.
“Right, sit down you lot.” Max called out as he turned with two plates in his hands.
As usual when he was pregnant, Harry got his plate first along with Braiden, who sat next to him chatting endlessly about how much summer homework he’d been given.
“Tell Mum how you and Becca were snogging on the train!” Calix cut in with a devilish grin, poking a sharp elbow into Braiden’s ribs.
Braiden went a bright scarlet and Harry could almost imagine the steam coming out of his ears.
“Leave your brother alone, Calix.” Harry warned him seriously. “He’s doing nothing wrong and it’s sweet that he’s going to miss his girlfriend over the summer.”
Braiden went an even deeper red and buried his face in his hands as the table laughed at him.
“Farren has a boyfriend.” Taren piped up and everyone stopped and looked at Farren who was glaring at Taren.
“I do not!” He denied furiously. “He caught me with one of my friends, all we were doing was exchanging sweets and Taren thought we were holding hands.” Farren’s blue-green eyes rolled, but he sent Taren a poisonous look.

“What’s boyfriend?” Leolin asked softly and immediately he had Braiden, Tegan, Regan, Farren and Calix all trying to explain to him what a boyfriend was.
“Right, enough!” Nasta called out. “You’re confusing him more and it’s no wonder! He can’t hear a word you’re saying.”
The kids fell silent and looked chastened but Leolin’s little mouth was pouted in confusion.
“Remember we talked about girlfriends?” Harry prompted softly.
Leolin nodded. “A girl that you hold hands with and kiss and be nice with.”
“A boyfriend is the same, only instead of a girl; the person you love is a boy.”
“Farren’s a boy.” Leolin pointed out in confusion.
“Leolin sweetheart, I’m a boy.” Harry said softly. “I love and care for four other boys.”
“No boy, you’re a Mummy.” Leolin said stubbornly.
“We’ve been through this before, Leolin. I’m both. I’m a Mummy and I’m a boy.”
“No.” Leolin denied, shaking his head.
“Leolin, Mummy is a boy.” Braiden said softly and encouragingly. “Everyone knows that boys can have babies, even you can when you’re older. A lot older.” Braiden added with a touch of brotherly protectiveness.
Harry smiled, but Leolin was stubborn as hell when he wanted to be and he refused to believe that Harry was a boy and not just a ‘mummy’, he sighed, sometimes dealing with his Faerie son was so difficult and getting him to realise things that others took for granted was a war in on itself.
“Mum, when will I get my letter?” Lai asked excitedly. “You said when the older ones came home and they’re home now.”
Harry chuckled. “Not for another few weeks Lai, love. You know that the Hogwarts letters aren’t released until the beginning of August, after my birthday.”
“Mummy’s going to be thirty-one!” Evie giggled.
“Mummy feels like a hundred and thirty-one with all you little toe rags running around.” Harry teased.
“Are you going to spoil Mum this year?” Braiden questioned his Fathers’ with a narrow eyed look as if daring them to say no.
“We spoil him every year.” Max answered with a grin that made Harry blush. “Sometimes we don’t even wait for his birthday.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Enough of that, I’m trying to eat and Ric and Kallan are going to need feeding soon.”
“Is Uncle Dain going to come and see them?” Regan asked.
“He’s not allowed to touch them!” Tegan decreed with a sniff.
Harry’s little Slytherin daughter was getting more and more demanding the older she grew, she was going to be a hell of a handful for anyone who decided they wanted to pursue her. She’d probably vanish all of their limbs with a disinterested sniff. She definitely took more after Draco than anyone else, she liked emulating him and copying everything he did, from the sneer, to the superior sniffs. She had Draco’s mannerisms down to a fine art.
“Tegan sweetheart, Ric and Lanie deserve to know Dain as much as the rest of you, I know you don’t like his way of speaking and it comes across as strange, but you have to let him and Kailen see them. They like meeting their new family members.”
Tegan pouted. “Can’t he come and see them after the new baby is born? Then he can see them all together and then he doesn’t have to come back.”
Harry kicked Draco’s shin as his blond mate was biting his lip hard to keep either from laughing or from shooting a proud look at their oldest daughter.
“Is the new baby a girl, Mum?” Farren asked him, cutting up a piece of chicken with a look of distaste.
“No love, we were going to tell you after dinner, but we found out that the baby’s a boy.”
Tegan groaned. “You have to stop having boys, Mum! There are too many boys!”
“I dare say if you were the only girl we had we’d still feel outnumbered.” Blaise muttered, which set his part of the table laughing. Harry gave him a stern glare.
“This makes the twentieth boy!” Tegan carried on, having not heard her Father. “I only have eight sisters!”
“You know I can’t control that, Tegan, but you love your brothers don’t you?” Harry asked a bit uncertainly.
“Well of course I do, Mum, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want a few more sisters at my back.” Tegan nodded with a smile.
Her face pinched and she rubbed her belly softly and Harry was immediately on alert.
“Is there something wrong with your chicken, Farren?” Max asked concernedly.
Harry looked across at his second son and noticed the look of distaste was back.
“He’s been eating salad all year!” His younger twin, Ave, blabbed. “Calix said he doesn’t touch anything that will make him fat.”
“I’m not fat!” Farren yelled, his anger just immediately there as he shouted at his siblings, standing up suddenly, which jolted the whole table and sent cups tumbling. He went bright red and rushed from the room.
“I’ve got him.” Max said as he stood and followed after Farren, leaving Harry able to turn back to Tegan.
He watched her and she grimaced every now and then as she ate and got a funny look on her face. After dinner he pulled her aside as all the other kids rushed off to get ready for bed or in the case of his teenage children, some relaxation and some family time before bed.
“Are you alright, Tegan?” Harry asked her seriously.
“I think so. I’ve just got these strange pains really low in my belly, it started this morning at breakfast and I got them on the train too. It’s not…they don’t really hurt per se, but they are uncomfortable. Was it something I ate, Mum?”
Harry thought hard and then he sighed. “Do me a favour sweetheart, go and check your underwear for spots of blood, I think you may be having your first period.”
Tegan’s eyes widened and she looked terrified. Harry smiled reassuringly.
“There’s nothing to worry about, we’ve been through this before, ever since you were eleven and going off to Hogwarts for the first time, it’s not dirty, it isn’t wrong, it’s not something you should hide away like a secret. It’s completely normal and natural and we don’t care, sweetheart. Your Dads’ and I know what to do and we’ll talk you through it.”
“Don’t tell them yet! Just in case it isn’t, please, Mum.”
“Of course, it’ll be just between me and you until we’re sure. Go and check love.”
“Will you be here?” Tegan asked and it was one of the only times that Harry had seen her really unsure of herself. It reminded him that she was just fourteen and not as confident as she liked to portray to the world.
“Of course love, I’ll be right here and I won’t breathe a word, especially not to your brothers.” Harry gave her a wink.
She chuckled nervously and gave him a hug as best as she could while Harry was pregnant. Harry held her back but when she pulled away, she had that grimace on her face again.
“Go on, I’ll get you a pain reliever for when you come back, do you want tea, squash or hot chocolate?”
“Hot chocolate, please.” Tegan said and she dashed away as Harry boiled the kettle and set to making everyone drinks while he waited with baited breath to hear if his little girl was finally starting her assent into womanhood. He felt teary.
It was agonising waiting for Tegan to come back from the bathroom just down the hallway, shooing his mates away with the trays of drinks, managing and wrangling his other kids who were here, there and everywhere.
He felt like a wreck when Tegan finally came back into the kitchen. She just looked at him and he didn’t need the small nod that she gave him to know that he’d been right.
He opened his arms and Tegan ran to him and buried in deep, she at least was still short enough for Harry to easily tuck the top of her head under his chin, at least for the moment as it seemed she was going to be all long, graceful limbs like Nasta’s sister, Angharad, had been before her untimely death.
“Do you remember what we taught you in our talks?” Harry asked as he stroked her back comfortingly.
“Yes, I put one of the…the liners in.” Tegan said, stumbling a little over the embarrassment of talking about something so personal and intimate.
“I’m your Mother, Tegan; I carried you in here like I am with your new brother.” Harry said sternly, taking her hand and pressing it against his solid stomach. “I changed and fed you half a hundred times every single day of your life. I cleaned away your spit up, your snot, your drool; I’ve dried your tears and moped up your vomit. I’ve held you as you’ve cried, when you’ve been ill, through nightmares and I’ve wiped up the blood from your cuts. This is no different to any of those times and I will help and guide you through this too. Just because I’m a man doesn’t mean I don’t know what I’m doing. You’re my daughter and I’ll walk over hot coals, nail beds and thick, shards of glass for you. My little girl starting her transition into becoming a woman isn’t going to bother me in the slightest, now come and get this pain reliever into you because I don’t like the thought of you hurting and we can go and cuddle up on the settee and laugh at whatever stupidity your Dad Max decides to do next.”
Tegan laughed and took her hot chocolate from Harry and sipped at it. She escorted Harry into the living room and kicked Calix off of one settee so she and Harry could sit down.
“I was wondering where you two went, having some girly time were you?” Max teased. A very happy looking Farren was playing with Regan and Braiden.
Harry smiled to see it.
“How dare you!” Tegan said shrilly. “It’s no wonder our Leo is so confused with comments like that! You leave Mum alone, he’s nothing but kind and helpful, you’re always so mean!”
Max looked a little stunned, but Harry shook his head and pulled Tegan to rest against him, of course Leolin crawled up with them and Tegan played with her brother’s long, jet black hair with long, slim fingers.
They stayed where they were for an hour, watching Max mess around with Eva and Ave as Nasta put a sleeping Lian to bed and the five of them heard all the stories there was to hear about their children’s last few months in Hogwarts and what they were going to do with their freedom over the summer. Already they were planning a mass Quidditch game in the back garden.
Harry sent them all to bed at ten o’clock and he promised Tegan that he’d tell her Dads’ about her period for her, she was too embarrassed to do it herself, Slytherin or not.
“What was Tegan’s outburst about?” Draco asked worriedly as soon as Harry eased himself back down the stairs and into his chair.
“Our little girl is having a few mood swings, she started her period today during breakfast without realising. She started bleeding at dinner.” Harry told them proudly.
“She’s too young!” Blaise hissed angrily.
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. If he wanted to hold on tightly to his children, then he had nothing on an overprotective Blaise.
“She’s not too young.” Nasta told him firmly. “I was wondering when this would happen, I’ve been waiting for it to happen these last two years. Did you give her a pain potion; I saw her wincing through dinner.”
Harry nodded. “I put it in her hot chocolate; she doesn’t want the other kids to know just yet. Make sure we add sanitary pads to the monthly shopping list though, Max. I don’t want her to feel like she has to ask or beg for them, I want them to be there waiting for her exactly when she needs them.”
“Perhaps this is the time that we move her into her own room.” Max said with a thoughtful look. “One of the rooms with an en suite so that she can put her pads in there and have the privacy she needs without anyone bursting in and finding them. That way she can feel like she’s dealing with it herself in privacy and have the space to clean herself up.”
Harry smiled at that. “I like that idea; I’ll run it past her tomorrow. Now what was wrong with Farren?”
Max sighed unhappily. “He’s noticing the height difference between himself and the rest of his year mates. He’s taller than some of the sixth years and he’s self-conscious about it. He’s been cutting out protein, carbohydrates; anything he thinks will make him grow, so he’s mainly been eating salad, which has affected his concentration in class because he’s not getting the energy that he needs from food.”
“Please tell me you spoke to him?” Blaise asked. “I don’t like that he’s made a connection between eating food and growing.”
“I told him it’s genetic and he can’t change it, that if he ate salad for the rest of his life, he’d still grow to the height he’s supposed to be, but he’ll make himself very sick in the process. I sat him down and I showed him all of my old childhood pictures where I towered over Caesar and his Aunts. His brothers and sisters calling him fat doesn’t help, he’s developing an eating disorder without even knowing it.”
“I don’t like this.” Harry said nervously, biting his lip.
“While he’s home we can monitor what he’s eating.” Max assured him.
“I’ll get in touch with Minerva, as the Headmistress she’ll be able to inform the other teachers and the nurse so that they can monitor him and his eating habits.” Nasta added.
“I’ll speak to the other kids.” Draco nodded. “If them calling him names isn’t helping then we have to make them stop or its going to get worse. Ave called him fat during dinner even, which is what set him off in the first place, it needs to be dealt with.”
Harry nodded and he sat back and sighed. Why did his children have to bring so much drama back home with them? He cupped his belly and wondered if it was too late to give this one back. He was having a crisis of being overwhelmed by his children again.
“I know that look, what’s wrong?” Blaise asked as he moved to sit next to him.
“Just feeling a little overwhelmed again now that the kids are all home.”
“Don’t worry love; we’re getting rid of another one in September.” Max told him cheerfully.
Harry laughed in surprise. “Yeah, but we’re getting a newborn baby for getting rid of Lai, who I would like to point out is one of our sweetest, most helpful, most well behaved children.”
Max’s eyes widened comically. “No!” He made a show of falling to his knees and leaning back to look at the ceiling. “Why?! Why must you do this! Take any child, but not our little Lay-lay! Not for a newborn who’s going to keep us awake all night!”
“I think having so many children made you worse.” Draco said tonelessly as he sipped on his tea.
Harry laughed and he shook his head. “I can’t believe Lai is going to Hogwarts in September. Our tenth child, where has the time gone?! They were all babies toddling around my feet what seems like days ago.”
“And now they’re all going off to Hogwarts, getting girlfriends and boyfriends apparently, was I the only one to notice how…defensive Farren seemed over the whole thing, especially if he and his friend were just exchanging sweets?” Blaise asked consideringly.
Harry nodded. “He was glaring at Taren, properly glaring at him for bringing it up, you’d think we would go ballistic with him for being gay or bi curious from the way he was acting.”
That made his mates laugh. “We can hardly go ballistic with him for that.” Max said with a grin. “I’d have to spank myself for being so naughty with you four otherwise and I enjoy both being with you four and being spanked, so maybe I should be punished for it.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “You’re impossible sometimes.”
“If he’s just exploring his sexuality, that’s fine. I can see why he’d want to keep it to himself if he’s still unsure of his sexuality himself, but it’s hardly something to blow up over.” Draco said as he sipped on his tea.
“I don’t like that he’s being teased over it either.” Blaise said. “You’d think our own kids would be more accepting, what with having five male parents.”
Harry rested back and rubbed his hands over his belly. Around every single corner there was more and more drama in his family.
“These kids are going to make my hair turn grey.” Max groaned. “If it’s not Farren thinking he’s abnormal and fat, it’s Tegan having bitchy mood swings thanks to her new period. We’re in trouble now.”
Harry sighed and patted his belly. Another boy, thankfully just the one after he’d given birth to his Faerie twins twenty-one months ago.
Dain and Kailen hadn’t believed him when he’d owled them and told them that his newborn baby boys were identical Faeries. They still hadn’t believed him when they’d come to see them both, but almost two years on and Cyneric and Kallan were doing wonderfully well, though it was still very difficult to tell them apart as they, like Leolin had at their age, had next to no personalities at all and they were completely identical. They even had the same coloured wings, which again matched Leolin’s. Apparently all of his and Nasta’s Faerie children would have the same coloured wings because those colours were theirs.
“They’re getting older now and they’re coming into themselves.” Nasta said with a proud smile. “We’re raising wonderful, unique individuals and it was always going to be difficult through the teenaged years. All of those hormones and new emotions and the different urges are going to mess with their heads and their temperaments. We just need to keep our calm, not react and get them all through it.”
Harry nodded his understanding. He knew this, it was just difficult to realise that his children were growing up. He didn’t like the unavoidable proof that they were becoming teenagers and the knowledge that they would soon be adults.
Even now Braiden was getting older, getting closer and closer to that fateful sixteen years old. It had seemed like a life time when looking at his newborn Dracken, now it was just a year and two months away. He knew that it wouldn’t be long after that that Braiden would be gone from his home forever. If he was a submissive, then they could hold back his meetings, at least until he had graduated, but if he was a dominant Dracken, then he could be gone and mated as early as the very next submissive meeting called. It made him feel sick to think about it.
“Stop torturing yourself.” Draco told him. “You can’t stop them ageing and you shouldn’t want to.”
“I don’t want to, I just can’t help thinking that it’s all come around so soon. Where did the time go?”
“We spent it raising them all well.” Nasta said. “They’re good kids and they’ll make better adults. We’ve done almost all that we can now, Cariad. A few years and it’ll be up to them, not us. They’re getting older, they’re coming into themselves and one day they’ll take all that we’ve taught them and they’ll go out into the wide world and they’ll live their own lives. We’ve done a good job in raising those kids and I’m damn proud of all of them. If we can raise all of our children to be like them, then we’d have succeeded as parents.”
Harry sighed and picked himself up, moving to go and sit himself on Nasta’s lap. His oldest mate smiled at him and gave him a kiss before tucking him into his body and resting a hand on his belly.
“Everything will work out, love. You just need to have the courage to let them go.”
“It’s just hard.” Harry said softly, sleepily.
“I know. It’s hard for us too. But we can’t imprison them here with us for the rest of their lives. They’re going to be flying the nest, they’re going to be scattered to the winds and to the four corners of the Earth, but if we’ve done our jobs right, then they’ll always come home to visit.”
“They might even bring grandchildren with them.” Max said with a grin and Harry laughed.
“Come on, let’s get to bed. Everything else can wait until tomorrow. We have the kids back under our roof for the first time tonight, the younger kids are going to be as excited as hell tomorrow.”
Harry agreed and Nasta carried him to their bedroom and placed him on the bed. Harry stripped himself and rolled under the covers. It was almost July and he found it too hot to sleep in their bed with four large men surrounding him, especially while pregnant, so he’d taken to sleeping naked, not that his mates minded, particularly not Max, who made sure he was the next one in the bed so that he could slip in behind him, holding Harry’s naked body to his chest.
“I love the summer.” He declared with a naughty grin.
“Piss off and go to sleep.” Harry muttered as he snuggled into the pillow more.
Blaise chuckled. “That told you.” He said to Max as he slipped an arm under Harry’s head and pulled him in tighter to himself. Max followed, keeping himself pressed up against Harry.
“I’m four months pregnant, I’m so not in the mood for sex right now. I just want to sleep. And I want a grapefruit.”
“Right now?” Draco asked.
“Yes, go and get me one.” Harry said.
“Do we even have a grapefruit?”
“It depends if Harry wants a pink or a white one.” Max said.
“Pink.” Harry said with a happy smile.
“We have pink grapefruits.” Max said to Draco, who left their bedroom to go to the kitchen to get Harry a grapefruit.
“You are so spoilt.” Max told him with a grin.
Harry chuckled. “I know. Thank you for loving me as much as you do.”
“If you’d wanted a white grapefruit I would have gotten dressed again and gone to get you one.” Nasta told him. “I would have grumbled and complained, but I still would have happily done it, because I love you.”
Harry smiled into his pillow. “I love you too, but right now I need that grapefruit and I need sleep.”
“Here’s the grapefruit.” Draco told him as he handed over a plate of grapefruit segments that had even been peeled, so all Harry had to do was eat them.
He sat up, scoffed the segments quickly and then snuggled back up into his men, his mind taken far away from his growing children and their teenaged problems as he snuggled up tightly with his lovers and he fell to sleep very easily. His problems would still be there when he woke up tomorrow…unfortunately his children wouldn’t stop growing or ageing and he would never stop worrying or fretting about it.
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A/N: I managed to get this one, which I have been working on for months now, finally finished. So I am happy that it’s finally done. I have another one almost finished, so we will be having a Christmas Scaled Bits update this year too, but like this one, it’s still on the short side, I can’t work miracles.
I hope you’ve all enjoyed this little chapter,
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