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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Four	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9326 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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TO THE PERSON WHO REVIEWED THIS STORY - THANK YOU SO MUCH! I FINISHED WRITING THIS AGES AGO BUT BECAUSE I'D SWITCHED TO A NEW SITE I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO KEEP IT UPDATED HERE. THIS OVERSIGHT SHALL NOW BE CORRECTED AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE. MARBLEZ
A/N Just to warn you a little bit of "naughtiness" worked itself into this chapter without my meaning it to so if m/m sexy times disturbs you…what on Earth are you still doing reading this story?

Chapter Eight

Draco inhaled sharply.

The smell of animal blood was so thick and heavy in the cold night air that he could almost taste it on his tongue.

He growled softly.

So his mate had beaten him to the first kill of the night.

No matter.

His plan was to take his time and find something far tastier than a common forest troll for his dinner…of course he hadn't accounted for a hungry eleven year old when coming up with said plan…

"Come on, dad…" Scorpius whined loudly from his side. "Papa's beating us!"

Draco smiled fondly down at his son who made quite a picture in his rumpled Slytherin robes, crouched low as he prepared to hunt alongside his father, his platinum blonde locks falling wildly across his pale forehead.

Merlin, at times it was like looking in the past…

The wind swept around them, stirring up the fallen leaves…and brought a tantalising new scent with it to tease their senses…

"Smell that?"

Scorpius inhaled deeply.

"Mmm…" his son groaned hungrily. "Hippogriffs…"

Draco smirked down at his son.

"Feel up for a challenge?"

The winged creatures were not an easy hunt by any means, what with their deadly claws and their sharp beaks and their viscous tempers, but boy was it worth it…their blood tasted incredibly good…

It was almost as good as Dragons blood but as they were an "endangered species" you could only buy it by the bottle, no hunting allowed.

"Last one there is a Blast-Ended-Skrewt!"

Draco chuckled deeply as his son disappeared into the trees ahead of them, shaking his head from side to side before taking off after his son with a broad smile dominating his handsome face…

"…aco…Draco…you need to wake up, my love…"

Draco moaned deeply, trying to bury his face further into the strong chest of his husband as he pulled the duvet closer around his shoulders.

"…nuh…good dream…good…"

"Draco…" Jasper murmured, smoothing his fingers through the mess of platinum blond locks. "We need to get up."

Draco whined loudly,

"Why?"

"Because something is wrong…Carlisle is worried…Edward is too..."

Jaspers soft yet serious answer had him up and rushing out of the room without even stopping to think about how terrible he must look in his rumpled pyjama bottoms and one of his husbands vest tops with his hair flattened down on one side and a complete mess on the other.

Stumbling into the kitchen, his sock covered feet slipping on the polished floor, he found Carlisle, Esme and Jacob gathered around one of the counters.

"…so that's the last of it…" Jacob murmured worriedly.

Carlisle nodded.

"Bella could deliver as early as tomorrow," Carlisle explained softly, putting his arm around his wife in a silent attempt to comfort her. "If she's going to have any chance at all, she'll need more blood."

Draco frowned.

Surely the answer to their dilemma was actually quite simple…

"So…let's get her some more blood."

"Draco, it's not that simple…" Carlisle sighed deeply.

"Um…yes, it is..."

Turning on the spot Draco hurried into the living room with the others following closely behind and was pleased to find Pansy, still dressed in the pyjamas she'd borrowed from Alice, snuggling on the sofa with her tired looking boyfriend.

"Pansy? How do you fancy going on an unusual shopping trip?" he asked.

"What's on the agenda?" she asked, lifting her head off of the strong shoulder she had been using as a pillow. "It's not clothes is it because, seriously, this place does not need any more clothes…"

"It's not clothes," Draco reassured her with a smile. "It's blood, for Bella."

"…ok…different…" Pansy hummed, sitting up and running her fingers through her hair until it was as glossy and as perfect as ever. "Um…you do realise that you probably shouldn't be Apparating in your current condition…"

"I was going to suggest that we Floo…"

Pansy shook her head sharply.

Draco rolled his eyes.

"Then what would you suggest?"

"I'll go on my own…" a soft growl from her mate interrupted her answer, causing the witch to mimic her friend by offering the shape-shifter in question a fond eye roll before she corrected herself. "I'll take Paul with me. O negative, right?"

"Er…" Draco mumbled, glancing over at Carlisle who nodded. "…yeah. But–"

Pansy smiled, taking her mates strong hand in her own delicate one before offering the group a silent wave moments before the couple disappeared with an all too familiar *pop* and slight shift in the rooms atmosphere.

"Right…" Draco sighed happily, spinning round to smile at his father-in-law. "…blood sorted. Next crisis?"

"We need to feed," Esme murmured softly. "Carlisle, you need to be at your strongest so you can help her. We need to go tonight."

Draco cursed softly.

"I'm sorry. I should have gotten Pansy to take you with her…"

Carlisle stepped forwards, placing a gentle hand on the wizards shoulder.

"It's all right, Draco," he murmured. "I'm sure we'll think of something."

"Carlisle, you're the enemy now," Jacob pointed out, his voice deep and filled with more than a little concern. Harry was pleased that his mate was slowly warming up to the rest of the family. "Sam won't hesitate. You will be slaughtered."

"Emmett will come with us…" Esme murmured softly, looking across at her strongest son who nodded silently in agreement.

"That won't be enough."

"We have no choice, Jacob," Carlisle sighed, his voice even more serious than usual. "If there's anything we can do to save her, we have to try."

Jacob paused.

"You'd risk your lives for her?"

"Of course we would," Esme answered quickly, looking as if he had seriously insulted her and her husband. "Bella's a part of our family now."

Jacob smiled softly.

"Yeah...I can see that…this really is a family…" he murmured softly, looking back and forth between all the worried faces before him. "As strong as the one I was born into…as strong as the one I hope to create…"

Here the young shape-shifter paused before moving slowly across the spacious kitchen until he could see into the family room where his pregnant mate and pup were watching some sort of cartoon.

Teddy giggled adorably at something, snuggling as close as he possibly could to his daddy's side as the wizard in question played absentmindedly with the little boys currently lime green hair.

Jacob sucked in a loud breath, turning to face the group once more.

"I know what I need to do."

"You know this is a bad idea, right?" Draco sighed worriedly as he swapped his soft pyjama bottoms for a fresh pair of boxers and his "distressed" skinny jeans.

He had decided, not long after discovering that he was pregnant, to wear his favourite clothes (all of which were rather skinny and/or form flattering) as much as possible while he still could because sooner or later he was going to loose his trim figure and be stuck in…ugh…track suit bottoms with elastic waists.

Disgusting…

"I mean…it's a really bad idea…" he continued as he pulled an incredibly snug white t-shirt down over his head, smoothing out the wrinkles before shrugging on a green long sleeved shirt which he left completely unbuttoned.

"It'll be fine…" Jasper reassured him softly from where he was pulling on one of his favourite long-sleeved t-shirts. "It's actually quite a good plan…relatively simple…very few factors that could change unexpectedly…"

Draco scoffed.

"…it's actually very similar to some of manoeuvres I helped plan back…back in the vampire wars of the South…" Jasper admitted softly, his gaze becoming haunted as it always did when he spoke about his violent past.

Draco's expression softened and, abandoning the task of pulling on his socks, he moved across the room to slide his arms around his mate's waist and press himself against the vampire's strong chest.

"I'm sorry…" he murmured into the strong shoulder.

Jasper let out a confused grunt,

"What are you apologising for, my love?"

"For bringing you the pain caused by bad memories…" Draco murmured, his voice soft and deadly serious as he spoke of something he knew all too well.

Jasper shushed him and held him tighter.

"You didn't," he murmured softly in his husband's ear.

Draco sighed, sagging with relief before turning his head a pressing a soft kiss to the juncture of skin where his husbands neck met his shoulder, following the initial kiss with a series of gentle bites, licks and kisses as he made his way up the length of his husbands neck until he reached the soft skin behind his ear.

"Draco…"

"I want you…" Draco moaned softly, his lips teasing at the shell of his husband's ear. "No idea when we might get time alone together…please…"

"Draco…"

Grinding his hips against his husbands Draco let out a desperate moan.

This had escalated quickly but there was no way he was complaining.

"…please…I need you…need to feel you…"

"Draco…"

"…inside me…"

Jaspers control shattered and in an instant Draco found himself reclining on their large bed, his clothes all but torn from his body as his husband desperately worked to reach the naked skin they concealed.

Reaching over he grabbed his wand and used a quick banishing spell to return the favour, allowing the delicious pressed of naked flesh against naked flesh.

"Jasper…"

The breathless plea from his husband encouraged the vampire to act swiftly, snatching the well-used bottle of lube from the bedside cabinet and set about swiftly preparing his extremely willing husband.

"…yes…"

Joint gasps of pleasure echoed through the silence of the room as they became one, their bodies moving together in the age old dance of love and passion.

Hands roamed freely across their bodies…

Lips touched and parted and then touched again…

Moans and gasps and brief mutterings of names filled the air…

The delicious scent of sex filled the air…

"…Jasper…oh…fuck…Jazz…"

"…yes…Draco…"

As the young wizard reached the peak of his passion the world seemed as though it were on fire around him, the flames licking away at his skin as he leapt off a precipice that consisted solely of pleasure.

Jasper tumbled after him soon after.

No words were needed as the couple snuggled together, basking in their after glow with their hands tightly entwined above Draco's rapidly beating heart.

"I needed that…" Draco eventually murmured.

Jasper managed a smile in response.

Any other day Draco would have been more than happy to lay in his husbands arms for the rest of the morning, snuggling up against his firm chest as the world turned by around them.

Sadly today was not "any other day."

Reluctantly the couple broke apart, sharing a very quick (and remarkably innocent) shower to get rid of the worst of the "just-had-sex" smell before re-dressing and heading back down to join the others in the family room.

Judging by the smirk Emmett shot them everyone was well aware of what they had just been up to in the privacy of their bedroom.

Draco rolled his eyes, muttering grumpily,

"Damn…I forgot about vampire hearing..."

Alice giggled.

Dropping down onto the sofa Draco had just enough time to brace himself before he suddenly found his lap very much occupied by an eager toddler babbling excitedly about a very special drawing he had done for "Unca Dwaco."

"A drawing? For me?" he gasped loudly, pressing a hand to his chest.

Teddy nodded, dramatically producing the now slightly crumpled piece of paper from behind his back.

Draco smiled – "drawing" was a very loose term indeed for the work of art that covered the pale blue sheet of paper; swirls and dots and squiggles of many different colours and thickness with no apparent logic behind them.

"Wow!" he exclaimed dramatically causing Teddy to giggle. "Did you do this?"

"Uh-huh."

"All by yourself?" Draco gasped.

"Uh-huh."

The little boys smile got impossibly wide as his favourite uncle launched into a very serious round of praise for his piece of art, announcing to the group that he would be putting it up on the fridge whether they liked it or not.

"Of course it can go up on the fridge," Esme agreed happily. "It will look lovely next to the pretty painting Teddy did for my yesterday."

"He paints too?" Draco demanded in mock surprise. "No way!"

Teddy giggled.

"Only when Daddy says so," Harry announced with a smile of his own. "And then only once a very strong cleaning charm has been prepared and anything valuable removed from splatter radius."

Almost everyone chuckled at the mental image that created.

"Harry, would a certain someone like to try something new today?" Esme enquired, smiling across at Teddy whose entire body perked up at the prospect of trying something new.

"What did you have in mind?" Harry asked, somewhat suspiciously.

"Well I was thinking earlier that it has been a very long time since I tried my hand at making...fairy cakes..." Esme announced dramatically.

"Cake..." Teddy echoed, his little eyes going wide.

Draco snorted softly.

"Fairy cakes...with butter-cream icing..."

Even Harry perked up at that, his stomach rumbling loudly in approval.

"So, Harry, can I have my little helper?"

Teddy had launched himself off of Draco's lap before the blond even realised he was moving, sprinting across the room to cling to his daddy's legs as he begged loudly to be allowed to help make "furry cakes wid budda cwaem."

"You have no idea what you're letting yourself in for," Harry warned the motherly vampire as he nodded his approval, gently pushing his son towards Esme.

"Yay! Cake! Cake!"

"I swear one of these days that little boy of mine will actually turn into a cake..."
Harry muttered, rubbing at a persistent ache almost immediately under his right ribs where his baby's foot had decided to take up residence.

At least it wasn't his bladder this time.

"He certainly eats enough of it," Jacob laughed, resting his own hand soothingly on top of the large bump protruding from his mate's stomach. "You ok?"

"Yeah..." Harry sighed, rubbing a little harder at the aching spot. "It's just some…er…let's call them uncomfortably located baby feet, that's all. Apparently my ribs make quite a nice footrest."

Bella grunted weakly in agreement, rubbing at her own bump.

"Is yours a kicker or a boxer?" Harry asked her.

"Both..." Bella replied, a fond smile appearing on her lips despite the discomfort she currently suffered. "He's going to be a strong little boy..."

"Still certain it's going to be a boy?" Draco asked.

Bella nodded.

"What about you, Harry?" Charlie asked, running his hand absentmindedly up and down his tiny mate's bare arm causing her to smile up at him.

The former wizard had taken to life as a vampire remarkably well.

Harry smiled.

"I honestly don't know," he replied, running his hands back and forth over his bump. "Some days I wake up convinced it's going to be a boy but then by about lunch time I'm equally as convinced it's going to be a little girl."

"Which would you prefer?" Rosalie asked softly, a look of pure longing haunting her eyes. "Boy or girl?"

"I don't think I'd prefer either," Harry responded, smiling across at her. "So long as my baby is born healthy I don't care if it's a boy or girl. I may have something to say if it comes out as something in between however..."

Draco choked on thin air.

"Hey! With the way fate has treated me over the years I have a right to be genuinely concerned about something like that!"

Something about Harry's laugh made Draco pause…his friend was genuinely concerned that fate was going to screw him over.

Draco could feel his inner Slytherin coming back to life.

Nope, he couldn't resist it.

He had to have a little fun at Harry's expense if only for old time's sake.

"Hmmm…perhaps what you should really be worried about, rather than an unlikely mixture of the sexes, is whether or not your baby will be born complete with fluffy ears and a tail…"

Emmett's booming laughter dominated the room as Harry paled slightly.

"I genuinely hadn't thought of that..."

"Um…wouldn't that make it a pup, not a baby?" Charlie asked pretending to be a little bit confused, more than willing to join in with the light hearted teasing of the heavily pregnant saviour of the Wizarding World.

Harry began to look genuinely worried.

"They're only teasing you, Harry," Alice piped up, slapping her mate on the arm as she hurried across to caress the wizard's baby bump gently. "You're baby is perfectly healthy and perfectly human...magical abilities aside that is..."

"You've seen my baby?" Harry breathed in shock.

Alice smiled.

"Yours is the only one I can actually see at the moment," she told him. "And then it's only briefs flashes, nothing concrete like my visions usually are."

"So you know what I'm having..."

"I do."

"...don't tell me. I want it to be a surprise."

Alice smiled knowingly.

Of course, she'd known he was going to say that all along.

"So you can't see our babies?" Draco piped up.

"No..." Alice responded with an actual pout. "Which is totally unfair..."

Charlie chuckled, pulling his tiny mate back into his arms and pressing a kiss to the top of her head as he towered over her like a giant.

"Looks like you'll just have to be patient, my little love, and wait like the rest of us normal people until after the birth to buy cute little baby outfits."

If anything that just made Alice pout even more.

As a group they decided that a little entertainment was in order and so settled down to watch something on the large television, picking a random movie playing on an equally random channel, neither of which Draco had ever heard of.

Every now and then a loud squeal of delight or an incredibly infectious childish giggle would come from kitchen, interrupting the film (which was getting progressively more and more difficult to follow) and making everyone smile.

All in all it was remarkably relaxed given their current circumstances.

Bella let out a soft moan just as the final credits began to roll, rubbing somewhat pitifully at her swollen and bruised stomach.

"Bella?" Edward asked worriedly.

"I'm sorry…it just…hurts…he's so thirsty…"

Carlisle hurried across to check the drip in her arm.

Bella whimpered loudly, curling protectively around her precious baby as tears welled up in her eyes.

Pop!

"Did someone order a large quantity of blood?" Pansy asked cheerfully as she and Paul appeared in the middle of the family room, the shape-shifter looking more than a little bit queasy as his mate offered the worried group a toothy grin.

"Pansy you are an angel…" Draco sighed in relief, hurrying over to the magical cool box resting at her feet so that he could pass one of the many blood bags it contained over to his worried brother-in-law.

"I take it we timed our arrival quite well," the witch said brightly, stepping out of the way so that Emmett could carry the heavy looking cooler into the kitchen.

"Practically perfect…" Draco murmured, watching as Edward poured the blood into Bella's plastic cup, securing the lid in place before pressing it gently into his wife's hands. "Thank you."

"No problemo," Pansy responded brightly. "Any excuse to go shopping."

"Oh no, it's another Alice..." Bella moaned weakly, colour already returning to her cheeks as she all but gulped down the life giving blood.

Alice giggled.

"Phew! There was a lot of blood in there," Emmett announced as he returned to the family room. "Can't see us running out any time soon."

"I thought it would be useful to have a decent supply," Pansy responded with a shrug. "After all it's not the last time you're going to need some, is it?"

Here she sent a pointed glance in Draco's direction.

"Oh no…" he muttered, shaking his head sharply. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no…I will not be drinking blood."

Pansy snorted.

"You will do if your baby wants you to," she all but sang in response, smirking across at him as she slipped her hand into her mates and pulled him towards the patio doors. "Now if you'll excuse us Paul needs to reacquaint himself with nature after suffering though magical London."

Draco shook his head firmly.

"Nope. I will not be drinking blood," he muttered to himself, ignoring the worried look his husband sent him and the amused looks everyone else was sending him. "I mean…talk about ew…oh Merlin I just said ew…help…I've been around teenage girls for too long…"

Emmett's booming laughter nearly drowned out the announcement that lunch was being served in the dining room, a fact which genuinely surprised Draco as he hadn't realised quite how much time had passed.

They returned to the family room after a delicious lunch of thickly sliced marmite and cheese sandwiches, followed by a creamy apricot yogurt and a couple (insert six) of the deliciously fluffy fairy cakes that Teddy had been busy in the kitchen helping
Esme prepare.

He'd even been allowed to decorate them with Smarties, laying them on top of the icing to make flower shapes with all the different colours.

Once they had all settled back down into their seats, chatting idly about anything and anything as the guys put a game of…something that involved men wearing a lot of padding running with what looked like a rugby ball on the television Alice produced three of the largest baby name books Draco had ever seen.

"Alice - I've only just found out I'm pregnant," he pointed out as she thrust one of the books into his hands. "I mean, yeah, random name suggestions are good but I have not reached the 'I need a book of names' stage just yet."

"It's never too early to look at names," the pixie like vampire responded, hurrying over to where Harry was snuggled up with Jacob, Teddy dozing happily across both of their laps and trying to hand him a book.

"Er, no thanks, Alice..." he murmured, looking a little bit embarrassed. "I've already picked what I'm going to name the baby."

Alice frowned slightly.

"Have you picked names for both genders?" she all but demanded.

"Yes."

"Huh...I can only see one..."

"Guess that answers the question of whether Harry's having a boy or a girl," Charlie snorted, taking the book from his mate instead and flicking through it for no reason other than idle curiosity. "But don't go spoiling the surprise now..."

"I never spoil a surprise!" Alice protested.

"What names have you picked, Harry?" Bella asked softly from where she was once again wrapped up in a blanket and sipping from yet another cup of blood.

Harry smiled, looking down at his bump.

"Well...I've actually got two options for if it's a boy…I'll have to see which suits the baby better…but only one for if it's a girl..." he admitted softly, smiling at his mate who looked every bit as interested as the rest of them.

Apparently they hadn't discussed names at all.

"What are they, love?" Jacob asked eagerly.

"James Sirius, after my father and godfather," Harry explained softly. "Albus Severus, after two of the bravest men I've ever know. Or Lily Luna for a girl, after my mum and one of my friends who...well...who believed in me and helped me even though she didn't have to...and…well mostly because I really like her name...it sort of links it to the whole wolf thing..."

"Those are beautiful choices, Harry," Esme murmured, looking more than a little bit emotional from where she stood holding her husband's hand tightly. "I named my son after my father as well, Samuel...Samuel Isaiah Platt."

Carlisle put his arm around his wife and held her close.

Draco bit his lip.

Had anyone told Harry about the son Esme had lost when she was human?

"I'm...sorry if...if this brings up bad memories for you..." Harry murmured, looking every bit like he always did when his saviour's conscience took over.

Ah, obviously someone had.

Good.

Esme shook her head, shushing his quickly as she crossed the room to press a kiss to his forehead before murmured softly,

"I keep no bad memories of my son. Not anymore. I used to...it used to tear me up inside...but now I have my wonderful children and soon I will have wonderful grandchildren and now I can remember him as my pride and joy."

Harry smiled, looking rather teary eyed himself.

"Now how about you two? What names have you come up with?" the motherly vampire all but demanded, turning on Draco and Bella with an eager expression on her beautiful face.

Bella paled.

"Oh, here we go again..." Jasper muttered with a teasing smile.

"What?" Harry asked, confused.

He wasn't the only.

"Draco and I have been discussing names, although nothing will be concrete until the baby is born...unfortunately however we have slightly different tastes..."

Draco snorted.

"Slightly?" he repeated with his own teasing smile. "Try polar opposites."

"Such as?" Esme asked, very much in grandmother-to-be mode.

"We both like the idea of traditional names..." Jasper began.

Harry sighed.

"Oh, I can see where this is going..." he muttered, smiling at Draco.

"...unfortunately our idea of traditional is somewhat different."

"My family have always named their children after constellations," Draco explained to the group quite calmly. "Or at least my mother's side, the Black family, always have. I'm named after the constellation, Draco, which as most of you probably know is Latin for dragon."

"You were a Black?" Jacob asks in surprise.

"No, my mother was before she married my father," Draco corrected him. "My mother is also the only member of the Black family not to be named after a constellation, something that my grandparents never explained."

"Are there really that many constellation names?" Seth asked softly from the glass doors leading out onto the balcony.

Draco chuckled.

"I can give you a brief list from my family tree if you want," he offered. They nodded. "Sirius, Harry's godfather and my mother's cousin was named after the dog star. Regulus Arcturus, his younger brother, Andromeda and Be..."

His voice caught in his throat for a moment before he could continue.

"...Bellatrix, my Aunts," Draco paused to clear his throat once more, rubbing at the tattoo concealed by his shirts sleeve before finishing off his brief list. "Then going further back there's Pollux, Cygnus, Orion and Alphard."

"...and that's the kind of name you want to give your child?" Rosalie asked.

"Yes. A constellation offers a good strong Wizarding name."

"And...you don't like them, Jasper?" the female vampire asked softly.

"That's not what I said," Jasper disagreed quickly. "I just have...alternative suggestions that are more..."

"Muggle," Draco offered the word his husband was looking for.

Jasper smiled wryly.

"Yeah, more muggle."

"So...does that mean you don't like muggle names, Draco?" Bella asked.

"...I'm not against muggle names," Draco replied diplomatically, making his husband smile beside him. "I'd just prefer something...else."

"What about a compromise?" Emmett of all people piped up.

"A compromise?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, it's something that normal husbands find themselves doing a lot," the large vampire announced, causing ever other married man to chuckle deeply with agreement while his wife smacked him lightly on the arm. "Why not have a weird...sorry…I mean Wizarding first name and a muggle middle name? Or vice versa. Then everyone's happy."

Draco hummed thoughtfully.

Turning he smiled at his husband,

"Feel like discussing a compromise?" he asked.

"Sounds like a good idea."

"Ok, Bella's turn!" Alice cried happily. "Any ideas?"

"None."

The answer was given quickly a shortly, causing the excited vampire to pout.

"Then you definitely need to look through that book," she ordered, pointing the book resting on the armrest beside the heavily pregnant young woman.

Bella sighed deeply before obediently picking up the book and opening it.

"Aaron, strong mountain..." she read softly before shaking her head. "No. Abraham, father...no. Adam, man...no. Adrian, man of Hadria...no..."

"Something tells me this could take a while..."

Draco's prediction was right.

During the time it took for Bella to literally go cover to cover of the large baby book, focusing entirely on the boys names much Alice's annoyance ("You can't rule out the possibility of having a girl, Bella...") the plan was discussed in even more detail and once he final details had been settled everyone involved changed their clothes so that they would blend in with the fading light.

By the time the book was firmly closed they were ready to go.

"You'd better be careful," Harry muttered as he hugged his mate tightly. "No stupid heroics. Stick to the plan and come back nice and safe and alive or you'll have an incredibly pissed off hormonal wizard to deal with."

Jacob smiled, kissing him on the forehead.

"I promise love - no heroics, nothing stupid."

Draco resisted the urge to point out that it was slightly hypocritical for Harry, Mr. I'm-goiong-to-risk-my-life-for-the-greater-good-ev ery-year-of-school-just-because-I-think-I-have to, to be ordering anyone not to do anything stupid.

Carlisle reassured Bella that they would be back as quickly as possible.

"I've left some snacks in the fridge if any of you get hungry," Esme murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads. "Try not to worry too much. Everything will be fine."

Harry stole one last kiss goodbye before the small group left.

Less than ten minutes later Alice piped up with a cheerful smile,

"You should really take a look at the girl's names, Bella."

Bella groaned.

"You're not going to leave me alone until I do, are you?"

"Nope."

"Fine…" Bella grumbled, reaching down to where she'd abandoned the book on the floor and flipping it open to the second half of the book, the stereotypically pink half of the book. "Abigail…no…Ada…no…Adelaide…no…"

Draco groaned softly.

He didn't think he could take another couple of hours of listening to Bella read through all the girls names suggested in the book.

Jasper smiled softly at him.

"Why don't we head upstairs for a nice bubble bath?"

Draco found himself practically moaning in pleasure in response to the softly spoken suggestion, barely even protesting as his body was lifted easily into his husband's arms so that he could transport him up to the luxurious bathroom.

"Magical or Muggle?" Jasper asked as he set his husband down.

"What do you think?" Draco responded, already stripping out of his clothes until he stood in nothing but his silk boxers.

Jasper chuckled, picking up the potions bottle of Magical bubble bath as his other hand reached out to turn on the hot water.

Putting the plug in the vampire carefully added less than a teaspoonful of the potion having learnt from experience that any more would be way too much – the first time they had used the magical bubble bath the bubbles had all but filled the room much to their amusement and Esme's annoyance.

Thankfully magic had made the cleanup ridiculously easy.

Perching on the edge of the bath he found himself trailing his hand back and forth through the wonderfully hot water, humming contentedly as he watched his husband undress beside him.

Jasper smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips as he reached around his husband to turn off the flow of water before it became too deep.

Holding his hand out to his husband he helped the handsome young wizard into the large bath, following him into the water and sitting down first so that his husband could sit in front of him and use his chest as a pillow.

Draco moaned deeply as the pleasurable warmth seeped into his body.

After a few moments of blissful silence Jasper began to hum softly, his hands moving to rest over his husband's stomach, his thumbs stroking across the soft skin.

"What's that?" Draco asked after a moment.

"What's what?"

Draco placed his hands over his husbands.

"That song you were humming. What was it?"

He smiled as Jasper pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.

"Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rolling river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri."

Jaspers voice, although soft, was clear and strong and the simple tune sent a tingle up and down Draco's spine.

"Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, you rolling river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you,
Away, you rolling river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you,
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri."

Relaxing back against his husband's chest, his head pillowed on a strong shoulder
Draco was more than content to lay there in the wonderfully hot water and listen to the beautiful song pouring forth from his lover's mouth.

"Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Away, you rolling river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri."

As the song came to its lilting conclusion Draco sighed deeply.

"That was beautiful," he murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to the pale neck that was oh so tempting. "Did you learn it when you were alive?"

"No…" Jasper responded softly. "It was written after I was turned. I've just always been very fond of it, ever since I first heard it back when I first heard it from one of Maria's new recruits. He used to sing it to his children…"

Draco bit his lip worriedly.

"What happened to him?" he asked hesitantly.

"He outlived his usefulness."

Jaspers voice was tinged with sadness and regret.

Moving carefully Draco rolled onto his side, curling into his husband's chest and pressing a soothing kiss above the vampire's heart.

"I'm sorry…"

Jasper sighed softly, pressing a kiss to the top of his husbands head as his arms tightened gently around the warm body stretched out on top of him.

A knock came on the door.

Draco frowned.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry to bother you but it's time for Teddy's bath."

Harry's voice did sound incredibly apologetic.

Teddy's excited squealing not so much.

"I guess we shouldn't mess up Teddy's routine…" Draco sighed, pressing a second kiss to the smooth skin above his husband's strong heart.

Reluctantly they extracted themselves from the bath, Draco taking the time to pull the plug to release their cold water before taking the fluffy towel that was offered to him and setting about patting himself dry.

They dressed quickly, helping each other smooth out the mess that the steam had made of their hair, and stepped out of the humid bathroom into the hallway where they were immediately met by a slightly harassed looking Harry.

Draco frowned, wondering what was wrong…

…and then he noticed the wriggling bundle of limbs struggling to get out of his friends arms, little legs kicking valiantly in an attempt to get out of having a bath.

"You couldn't hold him for a second could you?" Harry asked somewhat desperately, trying to hide the wince cause by a little foot striking between his legs.

Draco snorted.

"I'd rather keep my parts in working order, thanks."

Harry rolled his eyes.

Shaking his head Jasper reached out and plucked the struggling little boy from the dark haired wizard's arms, holding him on his hip with the aid of his vampire strength and his inability to feel the pain of his kicks.

"Thank you."

Draco watched as his friend hurried into the bathroom, rolling up his sleeves as he moved towards the tub and set the water running once more.

"Jacob and the other shifters are on their way back," Jasper announced suddenly, looking up from where he'd been focused on not squeezing too tightly.

"How do you…?"

"Edward can hear them approaching," the vampire explained.

"Freaky vampire hearing," Draco clarified further with a cheeky grin.

Harry snorted, adding some of Teddy's child friendly bubble bath before using his hand to mix it in with the hot but not too hot water.

Jasper smiled.

"They're back. Carlisle, Esme and Emmett got out ok."

"Could you let Jacob know I'm giving Teddy a bath when you go down?" Harry asked, turning off the water flow once the bath was half full and retrieving his squirming godson from Jaspers strong arms. "He'll only jump to conclusions and get all worried otherwise…"

"Sure thing, Harry."

Turning the couple headed down the stairs towards the family room, smiling across at each other as Teddy's screams of protests about "nasty bath" were cut off by a quickly uttered silencing charm.

"We'll have one of those to deal with soon enough," Jasper murmured, letting his hand rest at the base of Draco's spine as they moved along side by side.

Draco couldn't find it in himself to be sarcastic in his reply, to trivialise their future now that they were going to be blessed with a child and could only murmur softly in agreement, a soft smile gracing his face.

"Can't we come up with something just a little bit more classic?" Rosalie asked softly form where she stood with her hand placed on Bella's rounded stomach as the couple entered the family room.

Jacob stepped into the room less than a minute after they did.

"Thank you," Edward murmured softly in his direction.

"They make it out all right?" Jacob asked, almost subconsciously searching the crowd of people in the room for his mate.

"Yeah…"

"Good…where's Harry?"

Draco chuckled.

"He was right about you worrying…" he murmured with a smile. "He's upstairs performing what I imagine could be quite a difficult and exhausting task."

"Wha…?"

"He's giving Teddy a bath."

Alice giggled softly behind her hand.

"Oh…" Jacob mumbled, rubbing the back of his hand sheepishly.

"This is pretty important, Bella," Rosalie continued as if the other conversation hadn't even happened, carefully helping the pregnant girl up out of her chair. "Why don't you tell Draco and Jacob what you've decided?"

Jacob frowned.

"What now?" he asked, obviously concerned that something bad was going to happen and, given Bella's current track record of making bad decisions, Draco couldn't blame him for being a little bit concerned.

"Rose is trying to talk Bella out of her baby names," Edward explained.

"She hates them," Bella admitted with a small smile.

Rosalie huffed softly.

"Well, then I'm on your side no matter what you picked," Jacob responded with a cheeky grin, earning himself a glare from the beautiful vampire.

"They're not that bad…" Bella defended her choices softly.

"Go on, Bella," Draco encouraged her softly. "I'm as curious as everyone else is given how you read the entire baby name book out earlier and didn't like a single solitary suggestion…"

Bella smiled.

"If it's a boy, EJ. Edward Jacob."

Edward looked incredibly happy with this decision and even Jacob had a little glimmer in his eyes and a smirk on his face.

"Ok, fine, that one's not awful," Rosalie conceded, sounding as though the admission was like having a tooth pulled. "Why don't you tell them the girl's name?"

Bella smiled across at her husband.

"I was playing around with our mum's names – Renée and Esme," she explained softly, stroking her hand across the swell of her stomach. "And I was thinking…Renesmee."

Draco blinked.

"Renesmee…" Jacob repeated, a little bit hesitant in regards to the correct pronunciation of the unusual name.

Edward laughed softly, causing Bella to wince slightly.

"Too weird?"

"Um…" Jacob hesitated a fraction too long to make anything he said even the slightest bit believable. Luckily Edward spoke up to save him,

"No, that's not too weird. It's beautiful. And it's unique, which certainly fits the situation. I like Renesmee."

Sighing deeply Rosalie reached out an retrieved Bella's current drink from the coffee table, handing it to the muggle girl leaning heavily on her friends as she stood smiling across at her husband.

"He likes it…" she pointed out softly, bringing the straw up to her lips…

…only to gasp suddenly in shock, a look of terror dawning on her face as a loud crack was heard by all and her body just seemed to crumple beneath her.

It was only the quick vampire reflexes of the people around her that stopped her from hitting the floor like a ton of bricks.

"Bella!"

"Something's wrong…" Bella whimpered fearfully, pressing one hand to her swollen belly while the other moved around to press against the base of her spine.

"We need to move her."

Edward nodded.

A heavy feeling of dread pooled in Draco's stomach as he watched his first muggle fried being hurried out of the room in her husband's gentle arms.

"Draco?" Charlie asked softly, "Perhaps you should fire call Healer Mogg."

Snapping himself out of his rapidly darkening thoughts Draco nodded, hurrying over to the fireplace with his husband following close behind him.

Kneeling in front of the fireplace he cast the necessary spell and waited.

"Healer Mogg?"

Nothing.

He cast the spell again.

"Healer Mogg?"

He noticed that there was a slight note of desperation had entered his voice.

Why wasn't their Healer answering?

He cast the spell a third time.

"Healer Mogg?!"

Still nothing.

A cry of pain came from the other room.

Draco tried to spell one more time but still received the same answer.

Nothing.

Healer Mogg wasn't there.

"Fuck…" he gasped, bringing his fist up to his mother and biting down on the tender skin as another cry of pain came from the other room. "Fuck…"

"Don't do that, love, you'll hurt yourself…" Jasper murmured, gently taking his husband's hand from his mouth before he could bite through the tender skin. "We should let the others know she won't be coming."

Draco agreed silently, nodding his head as he allowed his husband to help him up to his feet and lead him into the room which Carlisle had all but transformed into a mini-hospital in order to treat Bella from home.

Alice was stood in the doorway, her phone pressed to her ear.

"Carlisle said the placenta must have detached," she announced worriedly.

Bella let out a pain filled grunt, throwing her head back against the pillow. Moving quickly Edward carefully injected a needle of what Draco hoped was a painkiller into her thigh, running his thumb over the injection sight once he had removed the needle.

"I can't get hold of Healer Mogg," Draco announced shakily, pressing his hand over his heart as it beat painfully within his chest. "She's not answering…"

"Carlisle's coming as fast as he can but…" Alice trailed off, sharing a worried look with Edward as the stood on either side of the medical bed.

"We'll have to do it," Rosalie announced firmly.

Reaching past her brother she picked up one of the scalpels lying ready for use on the metal tray beside the medical bed, holding it against the exposed skin of her sister-in-laws swollen belly.

Edwards hand snapped out and grabbed hold of her wrist.

"Rose! Let the morphine spread."

Draco flinched, stepping back away from the blade.

He'd seen a scalpel used only once – Voldemort had taken great delight in skinning a Death Eater that had tried to betray him with a magical scalpel.

His stomach heaved violently.

"Draco…"

"Ugh…"

Hurrying across the room he barely made it to the waste paper bin in time before loosing the contents of his stomach; his eyes clenched shut against the images his memory was tormenting him with.

"There's no time," Rosalie's voice carried through his tortured thoughts, bringing him back into the real world. "He's dying."

"Get him out now!"

He flinched at the desperation he heard in his friend's voice, moving willingly into the arms offered by his husband and clutching at the strong shoulders.

"Look at me, Bella," Jacob ordered firmly from where he stood at her head.

Draco's stomach clenched painfully as Rosalie made the first cut.

The scream that escaped Bella's lips was inhuman, one of pure pain mixed with the determination that was only ever heard from a mother during childbirth. Rosalie froze, staring at the blood dripping down her hand.

There was a loud crash as Edward jumped across the medical bed, forcing away from Bella's vulnerable body as the bloodlust took hold of her.

"Rosalie! Don't!"

The scalpel dropped to the floor.

Jasper frowned as he felt his husband flinch away from the sharp piece of blood stained metal, practically crawling into his lap where they were leant against the wall behind where Edward had been stood.

"Draco, do you need to leave?"

"Alice, get her out of here!" Edward's sharp order almost completely drowned out Jaspers concerned murmur.

"I…I don't…" Draco gasped, his eyes locked on the blade as Alice forcibly dragged Rosalie form the room with the aid of her mate.

Bella screamed.

Draco sucked in a sharp breath, his chest beginning to ache as he felt the panic building up inside of him for the first time in months.

The Death Eater had screamed too…

When his stomach heaved painfully once more there was nothing more to bring up, leaving him gasping in pain as his stomach and throat burned.

"Save her!" Jacob demanded angrily. "You've got to change her!"

"I can't…" Edward groaned like he was suffering every bit as much as his wife. "Not whilst he's still in there. I've got to get him out first."

Jacob turned his attention to the screaming woman writhing on the bed.

"Stay, Bella. Stay focused," he ordered firmly. "Keep your heart beating."

"No!" Bella screamed. "He's suffocating!"

And then Edward did something that had Draco scrambling to his feet and fleeing the room in a blind panic brought on by too many painful memories of vampires ripping innocent people apart on The Dark Lords orders.

He started biting through the previously impenetrable womb.

Jasper followed, catching up with him before he could throw open the front door of the house and escape into the night.

Draco let out a scream as he was grabbed from behind.

His mind was locked in the past.

Struggling against the gentle arms that had trapped him against a firm chest he tried desperately to escape the images playing on a loop in his mind, images of the Dark
Lords innocent victims being ripped to shreds by razor sharp teeth.

"Draco…Draco…please…calm down…"

Shaking his head he fought against the images in his mind, trying to ignore the never ending screams that he had believed were long gone.

"Draco…let me in…please…"

His body began to tremble violently.

He couldn't breathe…

"Let me help you…"

His mental shields dropped almost instantly, responding to the achingly familiar voice murmuring words he'd heard numerous times before.

Slowly his mind began to release its hold on his memories.

The world felt slow…

"I've got you, Draco…you're safe…"

Everything went dark as he slipped peacefully into a dreamless sleep in the comforting arms of the man he loved, the man who would hold him close until he woke less than an hour later when all hell broke loose.

A/N I'm sorry for the mean cliff hanger that everyone really should have guessed was coming. I'm also sorry for the delay but this chapter was mean and would not work no matter how many times I tried tweaking it. I'll try and keep going while my brain is in an agreeable mood for writing and update ASAP. Let me know what you think.
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