Harry Potter Imagines ⚠️Includes Smut⚠️

"My Family" - 🥺

Summary- 7 years of marriage and 2 kids does a lot to you. So when your husband comes home one day to you looking like a hot mess, you apologize over and over again. Then your child makes your insecurities worse by talking about how you've looked sick for the past few weeks. Which brings up something that you've been meaning to tell Draco. 

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Year- 10 years after Hogwarts

Warnings- Body image issues and you might blush

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You sat in yours and Draco's living room, watching both of your kids play. Raynor, who is 6, was sitting on the floor playing with building blocks and Sloan, who is 4, was just playing with dolls. Draco was at work still, so you were still on kid duty. Meaning, that you weren't able to do anything and you were honestly too afraid to.

You were very surprised though that it was peaceful because fights happen very often between your two kids. The one that they had a couple of weeks ago though was pretty bad. Sloan, your little girl, made Raynor, your little boy, mad, and then they started fighting which caused Raynor to hit Sloan. But then Sloan bit Raynor. It took so much effort to pull the two apart but at the end of it, they were both crying and Raynor was bleeding.

You looked up at the clock on the wall that showed Draco would get home any minute now. You looked down at yourself to see that you were still in a tank top and booty shorts. You did not look presentable at all.

You huffed and pushed yourself off of the sofa to look in the mirror that was in the living room. You saw the stretch marks on your thighs and saw how your boobs were practically spilling out of the top of your tank top. "Having two kids really does a lot to you," you mumbled and then looked over at your children who were still playing nicely.

You then heard the front door open and a, "I'm home!". "Daddy!" both of your children yelled, dropping their toys and running toward the front door. You slowly made your way over to see Draco spinning your children in the air and kissing them. You stayed silent as you watched the cute moment unfold. Draco then stopped and sat his stuff down on the bench next to the front door.

"Hello Love," he greeted you as he walked up to you. "Hi," you said sheepishly as he kissed your cheek, "Sorry about this," you apologized to him and motioned to your outfit. "Don't be," he said and gave you another kiss on the cheek. You smiled and followed him to your shared bedroom.

"So honey, how was your day at the Ministry?" you asked him as he kicked off his shoes and walked into your shared walk-in closet, closing the door. You leaned against the door so you two could have a conversation.

"It was good, how about yours?" he asked and you heard shuffling. "It was good, I promise I did stuff today. I didn't just sit around looking like a hot mess all day," you said which made him chuckle. "Well I think you look gorgeous, dear," he said as he opened up the closet door. He was now in black sweat pants and a black t-shirt.

"Well thank you for the flattery but we've been married for 7 years, you don't need to compliment me," you told him and started walking away. He swiftly pulled you back and kissed you. "You're my wife and I can compliment you whenever I like," he told you, which made blush rise on your cheeks.

You then walked back out to the living room together to find your children peacefully playing once again. "Well, that's unusual," Draco said and looked over at you, "they would usually be at each other's throats,". "We thought that mom was looking a little rough lately so Sloan and I decided to behave and not fight," Raynor said simply and went back to playing.

You frowned a little and looked down at yourself. "Say sorry to your mother," Draco told the boy sternly. "No, sweetie, it's fine. He doesn't have to apologize, he didn't say anything wrong," you told him and rubbed his back gently before walking to the kitchen.

You sighed as you pulled out your wand and started waving it around, ingredients flying in the air to make dinner. You stood there lazily with no expression on your face, you were still thinking about what your son had said.

"Jesus, even our son thinks I'm a mess," you chuckled as you felt arms snake around your waist. "But love, you're not a mess. You're a mother, and a great one at that," Draco whispered and gave you a kiss on your neck.

"Mommy!" you heard from behind you. Draco and you turned around to see Raynor standing there with Sloan behind him. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, you just haven't been looking well lately so we wanted to make it easier for you," your son told you.

"Wait, what do you mean? How has mommy not been looking well?" Draco asked, concerned. "She just looked pale and she even threw up a few days ago," Sloan told him. Draco's eyes went wide as he looked over at you.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick? You know I would have taken off of work to take care of you," Draco told you and hugged you. "Well then, I guess you'll have to take 9 months off of work," you told him and giggled slightly. "9 months? That's ridiculous-" his eyes then went wide as he realized what you just said.

He then looked down at your stomach and then at you. "Are you-? I'm gonna-", "You're going to be a dad, again," you whispered and held your stomach. He smiled really big and hugged you super tight and then kissed you all over your face.

"I'm gonna be a father again!" he yelled and then started kissing your stomach. "Draco, stop it," you giggled.

"I'm confused," Sloan stated, to which Raynor said, "Me too.". "You guys are going to be big siblings!" you cheered and then went to hug them. "Really?! Wait, where?" Sloan said and started looking around. "The baby is in here," you told her and pointed to your stomach. She walked up to your stomach and put her face on it. "Hi baby, I'm your big sister, I hope we can play when I see you," she whispered to your stomach.

"Aw," you squealed and then looked over at Draco, who was looking at you admiringly. He couldn't believe he was going to be a father to one more child and that you were the one carrying it. Draco hugged you and your children while putting a hand on your stomach and whispered, "My family,".