The Dragon's Treasure

A Hogwarts Bonding

"Did you have any trouble at Gringotts?" Holly asked Lord Black as she bounced Lyra and Scorpius in her arms.

"Of course not. They're not going to tell Lord Black no." Regulus boasted.

Holly shook her head at the wizard, "Well I'm glad there was no trouble."

Regulus held out his arms for Lyra, and Holly passed her over. Regulus bounced her gently with a wistful smile on his face.

"What's that look?" Draco asked.

"Bill and I signed up to be foster parents. I know we're old-"

"You're not old!" Holly protested.

"Right, well we're older than you two. Luna is grown, with children of her own. Helping with the twins is nice, but it's not the same. I just don't know if we'll get the chance. Obviously we don't want children to be in danger. It will be incredibly traumatic for them to be taken from their families, but on the other hand, if we can give them a better life..."

"Then you have a duty to," Holly finished.

"Exactly."

Draco bounced Sirius as he sent a silent prayer to Mother Magic that his godfather would get the chance to raise another child.

Draco heard one of the triplets cry, and got out of bed to comfort them. He picked up Scorpius, and upon finding his diaper dry, decided to make him a bottle. He sat down in the chair near the crib and held it steady as Scorpius drank happily.

"I love you Scorp," he whispered as he watched his son drink.

He was tired. He was still playing Seeker, and taking classes, but he knew Holly was even more so.

She had the triplets with her most of the time. Even with all the help in the world, it was still a lot to manage, and she liked to do as much as she could herself.

Holly began to stir in her sleep and looked around. Her eyes lit on Draco in the chair with little Scorpius in his arms. Draco smiled at her sleepily, and returned his eyes to Scorpius.

Holly laid back down and snuggled against the pillow, enjoying the last few moments of silence before the other babies woke up in search of their playmate.

Hermione and Holly sat across from each other in the Hufflepuff Common Room. A few energetic First and Second Years were taking turns trying to entertain the babies as they did their tummy time on the carpet in the middle of the sitting area.

"Do you think you'll be ready to return to our lessons soon?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, I think so. I have an idea for a new research topic."

"What's that?"

Holly watched the babies where they played. A Hufflepuff with blonde braids was making a flower dance in front of their faces, keeping them occupied. She smiled at the girl before she answered Hermione's question.

"Doesn't it seem odd to you that men can't have children? I mean, on their own. You would think that magic would have found a way by now."

Surprise filled Hermione's features. "You want to create a men's fertility potion?"

"I want to try, at the very least. We're not Healers, but we are two of the most powerful women in our generation. We're both mothers. We know what it is to create life. I want that option for our children, and our friends."

Hermione looked at her children. Every time Helena or Henry tried to get close to Lyra, Scorpius or Sirius' magic would start to spark off them in a luminescent green. Lyra blew bubbles with her spit in an attempt to calm her brothers down.