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

74. Identical

While Narcissa had been talking to Harry, Gloria had cleaned and wrapped the babies up in  blankets, making sure that they were warm.  You cannot present Alpha twins to the Alpha, their daddy, and not do it in the proper manner.  She smiled at them and at Draco, and told him that she was proud of him.  This had actually been a beautiful and fulfilling birth, not one that had been plagued by worries and fears and abnormallities.  Excluding the attitide of the Alpha, she thought.  Harry had every right to feel anticipation and desperation, but at least now it was all over.  They could enjoy each other and their babies now.

When Harry stepped into the room, his hands went immediately to his face in a show of pure love and utter shock.  There on the bed was his beautiful husband, his hair looking disheveled, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness, and in his arms were two tiny bundles.  Draco just watched him, and smiled at his pride.  

Choking out a sob, he approached the bed slowly, not wanting to make a noise, which was strange because just minutes ago, he had seen fit to almost tear the lounge apart.  "Oh baby, I was so worried", he muttered, still with his eyes on his sons.  

"I know Harry.  Sorry for kicking you out, but your emotions were driving me crazy", he tried to explain.  Harry said it was all right and kissed him deeply.  Pouring all of himself into that one kiss, to tell Draco that he was gorgeous, and he was so very proud of him, and loved him with all his heart.  Harry's emotions were extremely strong, and Draco, being the Omega, could handle them, but right now it was a bit much.  "Harry", his voice sounding slurred, from the overflow of what he was feeling.  The kiss ended, and he just stared at them, remembering the vision that he had.  

Exact and perfect. 

"They are so beautiful Draco", he said with admiration.  Love filling his heart for two tiny little people that he had yet to meet.  "Just like you Boo", he said with a smile.  Draco's heart swelled at that point, because while Harry told him daily that he was beautiful, and he would believe it, nobody told him that he would feel - and perhaps look - like a train wreck after giving birth.  Witholding information like that was disturbing, he thought.

Harry heard his thoughts and told him, "You are no train wreck.  You may feel like one, but you do not look like one", he confirmed with a wink.  

The others had left Harry to go to Draco first and in private, but they were itching to meet the twins.  Knocking gently on the door was Narcissa asking if everyone could come and have a quick peek, some of them had to leave.  Harry growled at the intrusion, but stopped when Draco gave him a stern look, telling him, "Harry, no one is going to hurt them angel", and Harry smiled and nodded his head.  

"I know, I'm just.....".  he stuttered.  "I know, sorry", he said again.  Draco smiled at him, loving the protective side of Harry.

This Manor was filled with love, and he should remember that.

Getting off from the bed, where he had been sitting beside Draco, he saw the others enter the room and crowd around his husband.  Everyone was cooing and saying how beautiful they were, and then hugging Draco and him in congratulations!  "This calls for a major celebration", said Lucius.  Who was so happy to be a grandfather, even he had tears in his eyes.  Harry had certainly changed their lives, and their destinies.

"You have both made me very proud today Harry", he said, giving the man a hug.  And it was Pansy who spoke again, breaking the golden silence, that everyone had been enjoying, just looking at the perfection that was in Draco's arms.

"Bloody hell.  They're identical", she exclaimed.  Everyone looked at her, and then at the twins.  Then they turned their attention to Harry and Draco who were both grinning like they had won the damn lottery.  

"You knew?", asked Ron.

"Yes.  Gloria told us a couple months ago.  Said we should keep it as a surprise", answered Harry.  Everyone in the room were having thoughts on who they would look like the most.  Would they be an exact replica of the Alpha or the Omega, or would they share traits, such as blond hair but with green eyes.  Or dark hair with silver eyes.  They would only be able to tell much later on, when the twins were about six months old, and they couldn't wait.

Each with their own thoughts of how exquisite the twins were, everyone having words of praise for each of them, they all left the room, wishing them to stay safe and warm.  Dumbledore had approached Harry, shaking his hand, and telling him that he should be proud of all that he had accomplished.  To which Harry replied, "Thank you for being here, I know that you have things to do Professor", making the Headmaster smile.

Yes, he did.  The twins were identical, the power emanating from them and both their fathers was mind blowing, and the world had to be told of their birth.  He asked Harry if he should be the one to break the news, and Harry and Draco both said that would be welcome.  They would treasure the moment over and over again, when they watched the memory of how Dumbledore had called a press conference, stating that the Alpha twins had been born.  Two beautiful boys, and not only that, they were identical.

The date was 24 December, and Harry couldn't have asked for a better Christmas.  Whether he had gifts under the tree or not, nothing in the world would beat the birth of his sons, and that is what he would celebrate every day until he drew his last breath.  Draco felt the same.

He said he was tired and wanted to sleep, since he hadn't gotten any for a while, and when Gloria had taken the twins and put them in their cribs, Draco was already passed out in exhaustion.  Harry sat with him for a while longer, kissed him on the forehead, and made his way towards the nursery.

"Beautiful, aren't they?", asked Narcissa who had been watching them and rose her head when Harry walked in.  He smiled at her and answered, "Absolutely stunning".  He stayed standing between the cribs and just watched them breathing, knowing that their future was going to be bright, and then thought just how identical they actually were.

He hoped to Merlin that they would be nothing like him, with his rebelious nature, and hot headed temper.  What were the odds?