Not so Normal Life in a Normal World

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Harry pulled the blanket back up over Castiel. The toddler boy fussed. He had another bad dream. "You're okay, buddy." Harry said but the toddler shook his head. "You and pappy." He whined, holding out his arms. Defeated Harry picked the boy up and settled him on his hip. "Alright, buddy. You promise to go back to sleep?" Harry asked. "Promise." He said.

Castiel wiggling under the blankets wake Draco up who Yawned, glacing over at the time. Why bother trying to put Castiel back to sleep was Draco's first thought, but then he remembered. They had a very big day today.
Draco rolled into his side as Harry laid down, putting his hand on the small boys stomach. Castiel Yawned, locking his tiny arms around his favorite Teddy bear and slowly went back to asleep.
Harry sat up, slowly. "Can you believe it?" Harry asked. "That our eighteen year old daughter is getting married today? No, but she's happy." Draco said, joining Harry sitting up. The toddler sleep between them. "I know Rain makes her happy, I do. I just...I worry. We didn't get married for a long time." Harry said. "It wasn't time for us, but Harry. It's time for them. She's eighteen now. It's not like we could stop her." Draco said. "I'm not ready for her to move out. I'm to worried, even now." Harry said. "She's not moving out, not right away, love. It'll be alright." Draco said, finally getting out of bed. He walked over to their closet and opened it. Both their tuxedo's hung there for later. "She's my little girl." Harry said, walking up behind Draco. Harry locked his arms around Draco's body who smiled. "I know, my love. She's an adult now, who is ready for her next chapter. Kids or breakfast?" Draco said. "Kids, if you don't mind." Harry said, placing a light kiss on Draco's neck. "Of course not."

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Harry opened the door to the bedroom his two oldest still shared. Eleanor was up already. Very very nervous. She sat with a towel hiding herself after a long, hot shower. She was sitting at the mirror on their room. Nathaniel had a pillow over his head and went back to sleep.
Harry walked over to her and picked up the hair brush. "Don't be nervous, El." Harry said, as he removed the towel off her hair, and started to brush out her very long hair. "You still think I should wait." Eleanor said but Harry shook his head. "Your pappy is right, El. It's time for you to take your next step. Start your next chapter. You're an adult now. You are a very wonderful young woman. I couldn't be happier with the woman you've become. For a long time, your pappy and I seem the love you two share." Harry said, still brushing her hair. "He makes me happy and we want the same thing." Eleanor said. "Oh?" Harry said, putting the bursh down and joined her on the bench. "I want to finish university first, but he's okay with kids and everything too. Just, later. Him and I have a bet going anyway." Eleanor said, kind of laughing to herself as she got up. She walked to the small dresser and opened it, searching for her Undergarments. "What would that be?" Harry asked. "You and pappy will have at least one more. You've already been talking. I think it's you, because the doc is worried about pappy, because he took so long to heal." Eleanor said, before she slipped behind the open bathroom door. She used it to hide herself so she could put on the bra and underwear. "Your pappy and I have talked about it, yes, but if it's not safe then we won't." Harry said. "I know, but I think you two will. Because you and pappy are just like that. I think Hermione needs to have a baby. Rose is seven!" She pointed out. "There's a lot of things going on between them, my daughter." Harry said. "Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore." Eleanor said and with a sigh, hurried turned facing the door. Eleanor stepped out, grabbing her brothers jacket and put it over her shoulders. She just held it closed. "Long time ago. Ron and Hermione had a rough time, for one reason or another. Things claimed down, once Ron and I could get along...but it's always been Rocky between them. They both love Rose, but...I don't think they are at a place to have another child. Sometimes, I don't think they should have had Rose." Harry said. "Did...you think that way when it was just me, you and Nathaniel?" Eleanor asked. Harry held out his hand. Eleanor walked over, taking his hand. "Your pappy and I both have PTSD. Your pappy? Took a very long time to get himself fixed up, because it was hard on him to take control. Your father and I, have always loved one another and we have always loved you. He needed to fix himself, before he could be a father. There wasn't hate or anger behind him, just brokenness. I was thankful when pappy got pregnant and I was so thankful when I got you back." Harry said. Eleanor sat back down beside him. "You got angry when Nathaniel got brought to you by that officer." She said. "I was, because your brother couldof been hurt. It wasn't because I disliked your pappy or anything like that. I was scared and I didn't know how to help. Then I knew, I had to keep you two safe. It hurt, so much, I did what I did, but you and your brother and I needed safe." Harry said. Eleanor tucked her hair behind her ear. "I know and you remember you letting him come home when he started getting better. You got happy again. Rain, makes me happy, daddy." Eleanor said. "I know, my daughter. It's time for your next chapter." Harry said, getting a kiss on his cheek by his daughter. "I love you daddy." She said, before getting to her feet and headed to the changing room.