Betrayals And New Beginnings

Chapter 32

IMMA BE COMPLETELY HONEST CAUSE YOU MY READERS AND DESERVE THE TRUTH. so I kinda forgot I made a story. My brain is on overdrive from a new project in my Enlish. Biology sucks human genitals. Honestlt I started this right after I made the last but I had to do a major project 100 points. (I got an 84)
Then I had major testing due. I hate getting older. I'm so sorry for being late. Better late than never I hope. Also a little shorter than usual

Harry's POV

We have an hour until our party. I decided to give my babies a little milk before I go. I also put milk in bottles for later. I look at Kreacher.

"You ready Kreacher? I know I know I'm being annoying but I am their mother. I can't help it" I say jittery. Kreacher grins.

"Baby Lords are in good hands. Kreacher got it covered" Kreacher said it. Dammit I'm scared to be drunk. What if we're attacked while I'm drunk. What if I get hurt.

"Kreacher were gonna get ready before Harry blows a casket. Thank you" Then Tom takes us away. I want to thank him but I can hear his worriedness.

"Now what should I wear" I ask him. Looking at my closet filled with clothes. Then I found it... the outfit for this bloody party.

(Some people didn't like the constant dresses. I also agreed. But I still love outfits so I still chose a girl outfit but no dress. I hope some people are satisfied. But I am having that wedding dress)

I changed into the outfit after Ton left. Of course I told him to go ahead and make sure it's going okay. I can hear the music. I can bet my elf made my babies room soundproof.

After I changed I looked in the mirror. My tummy is showing a little and my ass looks great. Honestly you can't tell I had 2 babies. It did take a little longer than I thought getting rid of that last little bump. But I still have a little bump because of a womb. Barely noticeable. But we know. I smile at my reflection and put on some small black flats. Then I walk down to the hall. Opening the door making everyone look at me.

What the bloody hell are you wearing

I hear Tom say in my head. I smile at him in reality. I look at my daddy and smile and wave at him along with my friends before walking over to Tom.

"Do you like it?" I ask, a little shy. He immedietly nods.

"You're beautiful. Like always" Tom said to me before kissing the side of my head. I giggle slightly. Smiling back up at him. Then I take notice of how he looks. It's pure black. I doubt many colors actually suit him though.

His hair is styled but it's a messy styled. His Red eyes seem to be gleaming as he looks at me. His lips are a soft red color. Which is also weird. Kinda submissive lips. For such a dominant body. But it suits him so much.

"Like what you see?" I hear Tom tease me. I gasp lightly before blushing and looking away.

"Of course. You're my mate" I mumbled. Walking over to a punch table. I know it's spiked. I asked the houself in charge. Although everyone already knows. I grab a cup for me and Tom before turning around and giving it to him.

"This is pretty strong" Tom said as he took a sip. I smile lightly.

"I got the recipe from an old book I found. Apparently it was Daddys dads recipe. Although when I asked Daddy he said he had no idea" I said smiling slightly. My Papa was an amazing guy it seems. (Also I do call my grandpa Papa.) I look down at the punch and take another gulp. Downing it before turning to Tom who also did it. I smile as he takes my hand. My throat burns slightly from the spiked drink but I ignore it as he takes me to the dancefloor.