Silver Hourglass

Eighteen Years Later Chapter 60

Autumn came fast that year, and September was just beginning. Harry Malfoy was exhausted, staying up late the night before finishing reports of the latest arrests. He only has gotten around five hours sleep when he was awoken by hushed voices.

"Lily, no. Daddy's sleeping," he heard his husband's gruff voice said. Harry almost chuckled as he envisioned his tall, broad husband looking down on their sweet Lily.

"But dad, Scorpius and James messed up my room," Lily whined. Draco sighed and shook his head. "We'll deal with that Lils, but right now your daddy needs his sleep alright?"

"No I don't," Harry yawned as he sat up, stretching. He reached for his classes and scratched his stubbed chin lazily as he looked down at their Lily. The girl had somehow inherited his mother's red hair, as well as her green eyes. When Sirius saw her after she was born, he joked that she was a Lily junior. "What's the matter Lily?" he asked.

"Scorpius and James made it rain juice in my room!" Lily cried out. "My bed is all wet and soaked!"

Both men sighed and Harry looked at his husband of seventeen years. Draco continued to work out throughout all these years, and his body had shown. As broad and strong as he is smart, Harry's beloved husband was a paragon of strength as he took over the family business and revamped it overnight. Now he worked closely with the new Minister of Magic, and together they are leading Magical Britain to an age of progress. With the strength, came a short beard that Harry loved. Still fully platinum blonde, Harry loved playing with Draco's beard, running his hands along the bristles, and the feeling of them on his skin as they... Harry had to shake his head to focus on the task on hand.

"They did what!?" Draco said, shocked. "Lily, are your clothes damaged?"

"No dad... but the ones I'm wearing..." Harry just noticed that Lily's nightshirt was soaked. He took his wand and swished it, his daughter's clothes drying instantly. Lily smiled and said, "Thank you Daddy!"

Harry nodded and asked Draco for the time. "Almost eight," Draco said. Harry nodded. "Lils? Can you go and wake Albus up for breakfast? Dad and I will talk to the twins."

"Alright," Lily said running out the door. Harry turned to Draco and shook his head, exhausted.

"Are you alright pet?" Draco asked, bringing the smaller man towards him.

"Yeah," Harry said, allowing Draco to pulling him towards his chest. He rested against it and closed his eyes. "Just need some more sleep," he yawned. "I'll be fine when I have my coffee. Come on, let's go to the twins."

"Knowing them, they'll act like perfect angels when we walk in," Draco smirked. Harry chuckled and shook his head. "You mean they aren't?"

The husbands laughed and walked out of their bedroom. Their house was moderate, and in a small wizarding community, which both men were happy to find. They walked down the hallway that led towards their twins' room, passing by various family portraits and pictures of the family of six. The twins' room was at the end of the hallway, and when they reached it, Harry could hear nothing on the other side. "They must be trying to sleep," he smirked at Draco.

"What a shame," Draco said. "Shall we Mr. Malfoy?"

"After you, Mr. Malfoy," Harry smiled. They both opened the door and walked in. The twins' room was a clash of Slytherin and Gryffindor colors. On James' side were banners in Gryffindor colors, as well as his favorite Quidditch team, the Holyhead Harpies. Scorpius's side of the room however, held a proud Slytherin banner right above his bed, as well as posters of the old band Weird Sisters from when Harry and Draco were their boys' age, and his favorite Quidditch Teams, the Montrose Magpies and Kenmare Kestrels. The floor was littered with dirty laundry and school books scattered around. In the corner, there broomsticks were leaning on the wall, both a gift for when they each got on their respected Houses.