Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Newborn

Summary: Carina wakes your wife and you in the middle of the night.

Warnings: fluff, humor, newborns, breastfeeding.

The first few days of your little girl have been exhausting but incredibly amazing. Narcissa and you can't be more happy with your daughter. It's still unbelievable that she's here.

You and your wife are both in a much needed sleep in your bed when baby Carina starts crying on her crib, which had been placed strategically right next to your bed for the first few weeks, just so your little girl can be closer to you.

Narcissa stirs from her sleep with a small grumble as the baby's cries wake her. It doesn't take long for her to realize what it is and she props herself up on her elbows and rubs her eyes while looking over to the crib.

With your daughter's cries and your wife moving in bed, you begin to stir seconds later. You mimic Narcissa's actions and prop yourself on your elbows before rubbing your eyes. You sit up and touch your feet on the floor, about to go take Carina from the crib, when you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"I'll go." Narcissa says, voice quiet, as she lets her hand fall from your shoulder.

"Thank you, love." you say sleepily, turning your head to softly peck your wife on the lips, a small sign of appreciation.

Your wife sits up in bed and swings her legs over the edge. She stands up, the floorboards under her cold on her feet, before slowly walking towards the crib. She yawns and leans over the crib, looking down at your crying daughter.

"Shhh... it's okay, Carina... mama's here... mama's here..." she says, voice full of sleepy affection.

You lay back down in bed. You listen to your wife's soft, soothing voice as she talks with your daughter. You feel the edges of your lips tug up into a gentle smile as you watch Narcissa interact with her, holding her against her chest as she slowly makes her way back towards the bed, shushing her as she climbs into bed next to you. She scooches back onto her corner of the bed and props herself up against the headboard. She begins gently rubbing Carina's back with her hand as she holds her against her chest.

Your daughter keeps crying, her little head turning back and forth and trying to latch on to Narcissa's clothed breast. Narcissa lets out a soft, slightly amused tsk when she realizes what the baby's doing.

"There's nothing there, sweetheart."

You let out a soft chuckle. You sit up next to your wife, leaning your shoulder against hers.

"She has good taste. Can't blame her..." you jokingly mumble, giving Narcissa's knee a gentle pat with your hand.

"Oh, shush..." Narcissa mutters, rolling her eyes affectionately.

She looks back down at Carina again, and sighs in a mix of relief and slight exhaustion, before gently pushing the baby into your arms.

"She's all yours."

You take your wailing daughter in your arms. You gently cradle her against your chest, feeling her little body shaking as she cries against you. You shush her softly, as you readjust yourself to lean more comfortably against the pillows.

"It's okay, sweetie... mommy's got you... mommy's got you..." you murmur as you start to undo the buttons of your nightgown to expose your breasts.

Narcissa watches as you begin feeding your daughter. She lets out a soft sigh and rubs your knee with her hand as she sees Carina latching on to you and calming down. The baby's cries now cease to soft little sounds as she eats. Narcissa watches you feed Carina with a small, sleepy smile on her face.

You look down at Carina as she eats, feeling your heart warm up. The baby's small little eyes are closed as she calmly feeds from you. You reach down and slowly stroke her soft, downy hair as she feeds. You glance at Narcissa, who is watching next to you, and the smile on your face grows at the look of adoration on her face.

"It's rather unfortunate... I have to share them now." she murmurs in reference to you breastfeeding Carina, making you chuckle softly. She rests her head on your shoulder, still looking down at the baby, and runs her fingers through Carina's hair.

She sighs as she watches how content the baby seems while eating from you, her thumb slowly tracing gentle circles on your bare knee.

"I think you'll manage, Cissy." you reply, your voice full of a soft affection as you look down at your feeding baby. You lean your head to the side and press a gentle kiss to Narcissa's temple. "Besides, there's still enough left for you."

"There better be..." Narcissa murmurs, her words in a jokingly warning tone. She looks up from the baby and playfully lifts her eyebrows at you.

She laughs softly and leans in to plant a soft kiss on your cheek, before resting her head against your shoulder again and looking adoringly at the beautiful little life you both created.