Recovery

chapter Seven

"You going to open that letter or stair at it?" Lucius said, as he shut the front door. "I rather be in my bed." Draco whined, taking his father's hand who slowly pulled him to his feet. "You know what I'm going to say, Draco." Lucius said. "No, you and mum said you wouldn't either." Draco said, as his father walked behind him slowly through the house. "We don't agree with that decision, but yes...We won't say anything." Lucius said as Draco got sat on his bed. "I know what you two think... but...I'm just not ready." Draco whispered. "He isn't Zane, Draco." Lucius said. "Doesn't take the fears away, father. Please...I'm rather exhausted." Draco said. "Alright. I'll have your mum take the twins to the park after they finish their letters." Lucius said. "Thanks." Draco said.

Hey, Draco. It's hard to believe it's already been nearly four months. Things have calmed down for a few days, so I got the chance to open the letters. I can't tell you how happy I am trying to read their hand writing and then having to rewrite my own letters before I forget they might not understand the vocabulary I use. I loved the picture you sent, thank you for that. You still keeping those earrings in? I like to think so. I know this is kind of short, but I can't spent to much time away and have a few more to reply to. I do believe I love you and those kids. I wish I could tell you in person, but I thought you should know before.

Draco smiled. The short letters meant the world to him, another reason why he wasn't ready to tell Harry about his pregnancy. He wanted to hold onto Harry for along as he could...but when Harry come home, he would have four children to come home to. The kick to the gut caused a small noise form Draco who rested a hand on his belly. "Now, kicking my insides out is not the answer." He kind of laughed before picking up his pen and a notebook.

-December 9th- Willow and Micheal were seven year old now and climbed up in Draco's hospital bed. His operation was in less then an hour and he would be holding his two new little babies. "Please... can't we tell Harry? He'll be home in three months! He is going to find out." Willow fussed. "Neither one of you two are to say a word, you promised." Draco said, before letting out a small cry. The hour couldn't come fast enough, these babies were fighting to get out and it was painful. "They aren't quiet old enough to come with you." Said the nurse. "I know...my boss's husband is coming to pick them up." Draco said, getting a double kiss on the cheek. "Be good, you two." Draco said.
"You sure you don't mind keeping them for a couple days?" Narcissa said, shutting the back door to the car. "I'm sure. Teddy is going to love them." Remus said. "I wasn't expecting your son to be so young. Harry is Twenty-nine." Narcissa said. "Yeah, it was a bit rough. The last ten weeks I was in the bed. Harry calls him his kid brother." Remus said. "Well, he is. It's just a term older siblings uses in a group. To let them know their siblings are young or a minor. It isn't a bad thing." Narcissa said. "You want to ask something." Remus said. "It's really non of my business." Narcissa said, before he pointed to the empty passenger sit of the car. She nodded, and took the sit.
"He hasn't spoke a word about his birth parents." Narcissa said. Remus then opened the dash. "Because he doesn't know anything but stories....he stopped listening to the stories a long time ago. There wasn't many, and he heard them so many times." He said, handing her the photo. Harry was wrapped in a blanket, he looked about one. A very goffy looking baby boy with this little baby glasses on his face behind held by the twenty year old looking woman with long red hair being kissed by a man that looked a lot like Harry, but looked Twenty too. "They look young." Narcissa said. "We aren't as old as it seems...they were twenty when it happened." Remus said. "That story is unclear isn't it?" Narcissa asked. "Yeah...One of the things that keeps Sirius a bit...rude at times. He isn't very trusting." Remus said. "How come he doesn't need glasses now?" Narcissa asked, changing the subject. "We knew he wanted to join by the time he was Fourteen. So we saved the money for the corrective operation to fix his eye sight, at sixteen. He keeps the frames, they are his father's though. It's just glass now and every once and awhile he put them on." Remus said. "That's cute." Narcissa said. "Be good for them you two." Narcissa said.

-March 9th.-
Draco was pacing back and fourth. Harry would be docking in less then three hours. What the hell was he suppose to say? The newborn twins were now very active three month old twins. A little boy and girl. Draco kind of laughed when seen them, what was the odds of having another set of twins, boy and girl for the second time seven years apart? Very low. The doctor had agreed to hold off the names for the birth certificate. If Harry...stuck around once he seen them, he wanted Harry to have a say in their names...but he wasn't even sure how these would go. He was only expecting the twins...let alone the baby twins. Draco didn't hear the door opened, only got grabbed that stopped his movements. "Your mother have the children ready. Sirius and Remus are expecting us." Lucius said. "Yes, but not the babies." Draco said. "We told you all year to tell him." Lucius said.