A Blended Family

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A fast two weeks went by since the brith of Ginny's second daughter, Molly Patrick. Draco had went over their home a few times during those two weeks to be sure Ginny and baby were still doing okay. Everything was perfect and the young woman was getting the handle of being a mommy of two little girls. Elenore was a good big sister, always trying to help her mommy out and seemed to want to keep around the baby girl. Ginny Weasley was finally looking into daycares, because she will be going back to work once Molly was three months old, and had Draco send her the information about the daycares they all used. She still hasn't picked, but had a couple interviews with them in four weeks.

The day was June 9th and two years ago, was the home birth of Bellatrix triplets, two healthy boys and a little girl. She and Narcissa had planned a little celebration, that afternoon for them, but that was still Several hours away. Draco? Shot up in the bed he shared with Harry. For the first time in a long time, he's dreams turned awful. Remembering what happened to him, remembering his kidnapped and Remembering Willow wasn't Harry's daughter. Harry was woken up, by Draco's breathing, because he'd been having a panic attack. "Hey." Harry said, sitting up and put a hand on Draco's back. Draco just balled up. "Draco, you have to relax. It was only a dream, I promise." Harry said softly, starting to rub his back. "...It was real!" Draco cried. "Draco. You have been home for a long time now. It's over and I'll be damned if anybody touches you again." Harry said, pulling his partner towards him.
Draco buried his head into Harry's chest, who locked his arms tightly around his partner, placing soft kisses on his head. After a couple of sobs, Draco's arms locked around Harry too. "It was only a dream, love. I promise you are okay and that will never happen again." Harry said, kissing the top of Draco's head and waited until Draco fully relaxed, looking up at Harry, who Draco could see was unwell.
Harry was, but Draco's mental state needed to be stabilized before he worried more about how he felt. Draco put his hand to Harry's cheek. "I'm...Okay. Let me run you a cool bath, your burning up." Draco said softly, getting a light kiss. "You stay right there." Harry said. "I'm better, Promise...Please, We don't want your temperature getting to high." Draco said. "Alright, Love. Turn my CD on, if you don't mind?" Harry said. "Of course." Draco said, getting a light kiss, before Harry slowly let go of Draco.

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Draco started running the bath before he walked over to the end table in the bathroom and plugged in the small DC player, and found Harry's CD. The Music was starting when Harry opened the door. Draco was lighting one of his personal scented candles. "Your bath isn't ready." Draco fussed, getting a kiss on the cheek. "That's okay, I'm sitting here though." Harry said, dropping to sit on the Toilet. Harry watched Draco light a couple more of his Candles and walk over to Harry. Draco placed a kiss on Harry's head, who just rested against Draco. "Let's get you in the water." Draco said softly. Harry made a fussy noise. He didn't want to move, at all. Draco slowly undressed Harry and helped him into the bathwater. Draco then walked over and grabbed Harry's fever reducer and some water and had Harry take it.
Draco sat down by the bathtub and summoned Harry's book and opened it. "start...over with chapter fourteen, please..." Harry mumbled. "Of course, love." Draco said, flipping to the fourteenth chapter, for the third time in a roll, but Gladly started to read Harry his book.
Harry kept awake this time and once his medicine helped, Draco felt the kiss to his head. "Can you grab me a change of clothes, love? I feel...eh, rather then death. Don't think the water is going to help anymore." Harry said. "Of course, Harry." Draco smiled.

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Draco got Harry settled in the living room, before he went to wake his toddlers up and started breakfast. The toddlers were very happy to see Harry and wiggled up on the couch. Willow, climbed on his lap and Phoenix held onto his arm and they talked to their daddy. They didn't care about getting dressed for daycare. It wasn't many mornings Harry was up to spend with them. Harry gave them both a kiss. "I know it hasn't been fair, for either one of you." Harry said to his toddlers. "It's okay, Daddy." Phoenix said. "Not really, but I know you two are very sweet and Understanding. But breakfast is nearly ready, go get ready for daycare." Harry said, easing the two kids on there feet.