The Baby Project

Birthdays

After Christmas was over and Draco and Hermione had taken their trip to Paris for the New Year, the time seemed to fly by as everyone got back into a normal routine. Hermione was back at work, and Draco was back to taking care of the kids on his own. Both couldn't believe that it was already the triplet's birthday. The year had passed so quickly it seemed, and Hermione hoped that time would slow down. How could they already be a year? Walking sort of talking and getting into a world of trouble all of the time. 

Ara seemed to be the one that was always in the most trouble. Getting into things that she shouldn't be able to reach or having fits when she didn't get her way. Draco and Hermione were worried that it would only worsen as her magic came in and had even seen a Healer at St. Mungos about it. 

They were relieved when they found out it was perfectly normal for children to behave in this way, and the Healer was actually surprised that not all of their children acted out like this. Hermione never remembered acting like this, and when she discussed it with Draco, he said he certainly never threw fits. This had only earned laughter from Hermione as she recalled all of the fits that he had thrown in school. They were happy, however, that the Healer had said that as her magic came in, the fits wouldn't worsen the behavior. The behavior, however, would most likely bring the magic in earlier than the boys. It was a new belief within the community that this was the case, and the Healer had told them that no one was 100% certain of the timeline based on certain behaviors. 

It was finally time for the triplet's first birthday soon after the appointment, and Hermione and Draco were throwing a huge party. All of their friends were coming. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were coming. Hermione had found different toys and things to play on that would keep the children busy. She was just so excited to have the party. To enjoy her family's company. 

"How are we going to handle 3 one-year-olds, Hermione?" Draco was thinking about the upcoming years. It was going to be so much, and he was starting to get really tired all the time. 

"We are going to be fine, Draco. We are going to be able to do anything. Really." Hermione kissed his head. She knew how much he did during the day and could understand why he was always so tired. She had talked to Kingsley about it recently, and he had told her to stay home two days a week, and she would be able to leave early every other Friday. She thought it was a good idea. She hadn't told Draco, though, because they had been so busy planning the party. 

"Hermione, I really don't know." Draco didn't even know if he would be able to make it through the whole day today. 

"Draco, Kingsley is letting me work from home two days a week. I don't even think he really expects me even to work. And I am going to leave early every other Friday. Starting next week." Hermione hoped this would give him some peace of mind. 

"Really?"

"Yes, and those days you can sleep in or go to bed early. Or do whatever you need to." 

"Thank you, Hermione," Draco pulled her onto the bed. He knew she was going to be upset about it. She was already ready for the party. Completely done up. The more time that she spent with his mother, the more he thought that they dressed similarly. He didn't mind, though. She looked beautiful in anything. 

"Draco, you should start getting ready. One more hour in bed, and you need to be up. I don't want to be greeting guests on my own." She kissed him again before getting back up and walking downstairs. He needed to sleep more, and Hermione knew it. The past week had been crazy with all of the planning. Hermione being at work, and he was taking care of the babies all by himself. 

"Where is Draco?" Cissy was dressed similarly to Hermione. Both had black skirts and white blouses on with black heels. Hermione smiled at herself. She liked how she looked and dressed now. And Cissy approved, of course.