The Alpha Dynasty (Sequel to MARKED FOR DESTINY) (Book 2 of 2)

61. Weak In The Presence Of Beauty

It was the middle of October, and Draco had been up most of the night with back pain.  He hadn't bothered to wake Harry up, because the man himself was tired, having been busy with his duties, and going to see the Nature Wizard, who he had found out had a common name like David.  He snorted when he remembered at hearing the name for the first time.  But all things considered, they were happy.

He wanted an extra lazy day today, and he would see that he got it.  Gloria had made a right fuss over him the last time she had been here, telling him to rest more if his body felt he needed it, it was his right to sit and demand that things be done for him.  It was also a luxury that many muggle women took advantage of.  He smiled at her when she had said that, and thanked her specially for always being on call for him and the babies.

She told him it was her pleasure.  She couldn't wait to deliver them, as she had also started to love them.  He rose up from the bed slowly, and went to their huge bathroom, waved his hand and the taps opened.  Hot and cold water started to fill the tub, and he added bubble bath, lemon scented, and watched as the bubbles were forming.  He was going to have a nice long hot bath, and then decide what he would do for the rest of the day.

He thought about tea candles, and suddenly they were lit.  He thought about soft music, and then it was playing in the background.  He took a snug thick towel from the cupboard, slipped out of his robe, and climbed in.  Perfect, he thought.  This was the life.  He wet a face cloth, dried it out some, and placed it over his eyes.  Then he laid his head back and tried to come to complete relaxation.

He wondered what the twins were going to look like, and if they were boys or girls.  And of course the fact that they were identical, was just amazing.  Who would have thought.  Imagine having two tiny Potters running around, with his unruly hair and his gorgeous green eyes.  He let out a little giggle at seeing his husband in a tiny form.  He was going to love them so deeply.  And he didn't even want to think about how much Harry was going to love them.  

"Remember Draco, in 9 months time, you are going to meet someone new for the first time, and it's not going to be your baby.  It is going to be you", his mother had told him.  

But he knew that he wasn't going to change.  Yes he would be strict, because Merlin knows that Harry couldn't even spell the word out, but they had to have a set of rules that were to be followed.  There would be no compromise on that, ever.  Sighing, he removed the face cloth from his face, and dipped it into the water again.

Excitement, trepidation, wonder, hope, love, everything was filling his heart, and he burst into tears at the emotions rolling inside of him.  He sat up, and put his head in his hands, and just cried his heart out into them.  Not caring one iota what he looked like, how loud he was bawling, he just couldn't comprehend this overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment.  

It took a while before he stopped crying, and hiccupping from the shakes he wet the face cloth again, and washed his face.  He saw himself in the mirror, his eyes were red and swollen, and he had never felt so ugly before.  Harry must think that he was fat and disgusting, and was probably hoping that this would all be over very soon.  

"Oh baby, how can you think that?", whispered Harry who had woken up from the sound of crying.  He had wondered where Draco had got to when he had opened his eyes, and then the sounds coming from the bathroom made him open the door silently, ensuring that his husband wouldn't hear him.

Draco froze.  He had no idea that Harry was awake, and it was probably all his fault.  "Go away Harry", he said with a shaky voice.  Harry knew his Omega needed his touch right now, and made his way towards the tub, and climbed in at Draco's back, pulling the man towards his chest, holding onto him.  They stayed silent for a while, Harry in understanding, and Draco in shame.

"You have to know that you are beautiful baby", crooned Harry.  He took a finger and raised Draco's chin up to face him.  "So fucking beautiful, and I go weak in your presence", he stated, making Draco bottom lip tremble.  

"Hey, come on.  What's really going on Boo?", he asked with worry.  Everything had been all right last night.  Draco rubbed his long fingers over his face, sniffed and said with a pout, "I feel fat and ugly Harry", and looked away.

"Draco Malfoy-Potter, look at me", he demanded.  And when Draco did, Harry's features grew softer.  

"You are the epitome of beauty.  I mean look at you.  Long muscular legs that grip around my waist just right, nimble fingers that are soft to touch, your beautiful mercury eyes that light up when you're excited or angry, your stunning silver blond hair that is so luxurious to touch, your perfect arse that is absolutely criminal and by all rights phenomenal.  

You are beautiful Draco, without a doubt.  And that's just on the outside.  You calm me with just an emotion or a touch, your willingness to teach others so patiently, your wit, your sense of humor, your intelligence, your kindness, your dedication to those you love, your devotion to me, everything about you screams absolute beauty.  And don't you ever doubt it.  I will never think you are fat or ugly, because you are none of those things baby, ok?", he said looking into Draco's eyes.

Draco nodded and said thank you.  He didn't want to leave the room today, and Harry agreed with him.  They could stay there together and do nothing.  They got out of the bath together, and after drying off, got back into their bed.  Harry held onto Draco, after he had told him that he had hardly slept last night, that was probably the reason for his stupid outburst this morning.  When he said that, Harry got worried, only to hear that it was from discomfort.  He couldn't get comfortable anymore, to which Harry replied he would go out and purchase him a maternity pillow.

He should of thought of that ages ago, but Draco said it was fine.  "Please just stay here and hold me today", he said softly, and Harry did.  

"Gloria told me that it's hormones.  I told her how I was feeling with her last visit and she said it's normal.  I'm sorry Harry, that I didn't tell you", he said feeling drowsy.

"Nothing to be sorry for.  I should have picked up on it.  Now, get some sleep beautiful, I'll be here when you wake up, okay?", said Harry.

There was no response as Draco had already passed out.  The emotions, the bath, the tears, the hormones, everything had drained him totally, and he welcomed sleep, but not before remembering the words of his Alpha.  

"I go weak in the presence of your beauty".