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"Talk to me," Draco's head shoots up as Harry walks into the room, flopping down on their bed. He's on his stomach, chin resting on his hands as he stares up at Draco.

"What?" The blond parrots, using his finger as a bookmark for the book he had been reading.

"Somethings up. The kids are asleep and I've blocked the Floo, talk to me," Harry's eyes are filled with a sense of determination. Draco was a good liar, many knew from experience. But not when it came to Harry. He could never lie to Harry.

"Well..." Draco looked away, his eyes settling on a picture of all four of them that sat on their dresser. It was a magical picture that had been taken at James' second birthday party. Draco watched as picture-Harry leaned over to kiss Draco, who smiled throughout the kiss as Teddy giggled at Draco's feet about something or other.

"Well?" Harry's voice had Draco sucking his lower lip into his mouth, chewing on it until Harry's hand reached up to free it with his thumb. His hand moved down to grab Draco's.

"Well, how would you react if I, hypothetically, of course, wanted another kid?"

"Babe-"

"What would you say, Harry?" Draco tightened his grip on Harry's hand, watching as his husband sighed.

"We've already talked about this, baby, now isn't the time to bring a kid into all of this," Draco felt his throat contract painfully. Harry noticed the way his Adam's apple bobbed nervously.

"Draco, what aren't you telling me," Letting go of Harry's hand, Draco fiddled with his hands, ignoring Harry's eye-contact at all costs.

"Do you remember when we sent the boys to Mother's after a fight with Weasley last week..?" Draco watched as Harry's cheeks flushed lightly with the memory of last Monday, the way Draco had felt around him, squeezing around him as they came.

Harry gave a timid nod.

"Do you also remember not using a condom..?" Draco had tears falling now, looking down at his lap, his long hair shielding his face from Harry.

The silence that followed after was deafening. At some point, Draco closed his eyes shut, tight.

"Are you telling me you're..?" Draco didn't trust his voice, simply nodding.

"That's amazing!" Draco's head snapped up to see Harry smiling, confusion flickering across the blond's face.

"But you said-" Draco is cut off.

"I know but we can work this out! I love you so much, oh my god!" Harry seems elated as he lets out a hearty laugh, throwing his head back.

"Harry, you aren't making sense-"

"I don't care! I don't care! You're pregnant and we're gonna have a big happy family!" Harry is sitting with his knees tucked under him, holding a pillow to his chest.

"What?" Draco moves to sit up as well, leaning on his hands.

"You're so cute, baby," Harry coos.

"C'mere," Harry puts his arms out, ushering Draco into his embrace. Draco shakes his head fondly but feels himself falling into Harry's arms, letting his husband envelop him in a hug. Harry laughs again.

"I love you and I love our kids and I love that you're pregnant," It's mumbled into Draco's hair and the blond feels himself smile. Taking a moment to put the words in the right order, Draco speaks.

"I love you and I love our kids and I love that you love that I'm pregnant," This is spoken into Harry's neck, who moves his head to press a kiss to Draco's temple, pausing there for a moment before pulling away.

"We'll have to tell the boys," Harry says five minutes later. They're now spooning, Draco on his left side with Harry wrapped around him protectively, pressing kisses to his nape every so often.

"We will," Draco responds with a small nod.

"How?" Draco ponders a second later, turning around to look up at Harry, who has the beginnings of a smile around his mouth.

"Do you remember how we told Teddy you were pregnant with James?" Harry asks, blinking slowly. Draco lets out a huff of laughter, nodding softly.

Teddy had only been 4, hardly talking well. Draco remembered getting an ultrasound at St. Mungos, getting a picture of the krup-sized blob that had been James. After Draco and Harry explained what the picture was, Teddy had demanded he was to have it in his possession, and, to this day, he always had the ultrasound picture in his pocket.

And Harry had spelled it to be sure he never lost it.

"Looks like Teddy's photo collection is going to grow," Harry said, causing Draco to throw his head back and howl with laughter. He didn't know why he found the statement so funny, but he did.

Three days later found them in Luna Lovegood's office in the maternity ward of St Mungos.

"Congratulations, Draco, you are pregnant!" Luna clapped her hands together in excitement.

Harry pulled Draco into an embrace and kissed his cheek, nosing his neck. Draco let himself laugh, smiling brightly, leaning into Harry.

It was another week until Sunday Roast, where Harry and Draco decided to tell everyone. Even their boys didn't know yet.

Walking into The Burrow was something that never stopped being amazing to Draco. Even though he grew up pureblood, the way the Weasley's used their magic always amazed him.

Teddy immediately wriggled his way out of Harry's arms, running over to Andromeda, who sat on one of the many couches in the living room. Catching the turquoise-haired boy in her arms, Andromeda smiled brightly, letting Teddy snuggle into her arms.

Draco nodded in a way of saying hello. Andromeda smiled, then nodded back. Harry's hold on his waist tightened, Draco sighed.

"When are we going to tell them?" Draco mumbled, watching as Noah rushed over to grab James, Charlie chasing after them.

"Whenever you want,".

I didn't.

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