Chapter 20
Lucius yawned as he paced around the room, his arms were aching and he was exhausted. Killian was in his arms wailing and letting out unhappy mewls as his little legs tucked in and straightened out repeatedly. Not far away Harry was mirroring him with Maddock in his arms, Killian's twin making the same amount of noise and in the same distress.
Harry looked as tired as he felt, and it had been a long couple of days for them both. The boys had both started teething at the same time, and both of them were miserable with it and in clear pain. Lucius had never felt more helpless in his life as he watched Killian try to shove his little fist into his mouth, in clear discomfort, knowing that there was nothing that he could do to take his son's pain away.
The others had offered to help them, they had all seen how tired Harry and Lucius were, and with Remus and Sirius now living in the manor, they had no shortage of people here. But they had insisted that they could do this themselves, and that they wanted to. Lucius didn't really know for Harry, but for himself he had promised that he would be there for every step of the boys lives, the good and the bad, and he wanted to see every second of it. When they were settled tomorrow he had no doubt that both of them would be more than happy to press their sons on Sirius, Remus or Marcus and grab a nap. But tonight they were here, with their sons.
He let out another jaw cracking yawn as he started humming for Killian, shifting him a so he was resting on his shoulder, and started bobbing again.
Harry lay down and put his feet up on the bed, letting out a groan, quietly, of pure exhaustion. Beside him Lucius was staring blankly up at the ceiling while laying with his arms and legs outstretched. He shifted a little until he could rest his head on Lucius' shoulder before letting out another soft groan. His fiancé reached out and linked their fingers together, pressing a soft kiss to his dark hair.
"I don't think that we have slept in 72 hours," Harry groaned.
"It's their crying, I think it's breaking my heart," Lucius groaned back.
"Their teeth are nearly through, not much longer. Trust us to have kids that teeth early," Harry huffed.
"At least Draco will be coming back next week once this should be done," Lucius hummed.
"I think he is pining," Harry smiled as brightly as he could.
"Have I mentioned how much I love how you are with him?" Lucius turned to look into confused green eyes. "He has no doubts that he is parted of this family, part of your family. You answer every firecall, replay to his daily letters, and write your own to keep him up to date, you send him daily pictures - plural - where I wouldn't have thought about doing it. I love you," Lucius kissed his forehead as well.
"I'm just...happy, I'm not trying to do anything on purpose, I just...do what I want for my family," Harry's sleep deprived brain tried to explain.
"That is what makes it even more better," Lucius chuckled. Harry rolled himself over and draped himself over Lucius' chest, snuggling close to his warm body. Just as they were about to nod off Maddock let out a load wail followed only seconds later by Killian. Both of them groaned and somehow managed to droop further into the mattress before they rolled themselves out of bed and staggered back to the cots.
"I think your son is trying to drop hints," Harry said conversationally as he wandered into Lucius' office looking down at something in his hand. Maddock was lying in a papoose with Killian nestled into his other arm, both boys fast asleep. They seemed to be making up for the sleep that they had lost the week before. Lucius was actually surprised to see that Harry had managed to babynap both the boys. So far they had had to fight Draco, Severus and all the Weasleys for their sons. The Weasleys had moved into the manor with Ron and Ginny back from Hogwarts for the holiday, Hermione was here also, and obviously Draco was home, and Severus had decided he wanted to spend the holiday here as well.
