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Chapter 22 Finally

Narcissa didn't know why James and Lily were being so irritable. This was too exciting to be upset about. In mere moments, they were going to finally be grandparents! James was wearing a path in the floor with all his pacing.

"If you pass by me one more time, I'm going to wring your neck," Lily spat. She didn't take well to Katherine saying she couldn't be involved in the cesarean section.

James stopped and gave her a wounded look. "What if Kat wasn't really pregnant and had a bunch of tumors in her?"

"Tumors with feet and fists to kick and punch her?" Lily yelled. What was wrong with these people?

"Yes!" James yelled back. "You saw her! She looked horrible."

"I'll let her know you said that." Draco appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Even Lucius rose out of his seat in the waiting room in anticipation. Her son's eyes filled with tears, but he smiled. "Everyone's fine."

Narcissa nearly collapsed with relief.

Kat was in her hospital room by herself as Draco went to tell everyone. In the years to come, she would remember that this was one of the last moments she would be by herself for a while. She smiled to herself as she replayed the high pitched crying in her head. They were strong enough to cry.

Mum burst in within a few moments, making Kat quickly wipe her eyes. It always felt weird to her to cry when she was happy. She even laughed when Mum started running every diagnostic spell under the sun on her.

"You're acting like I gave birth in a barn," Kat laughed. "My wounds are already almost healed."

"If I was your healer, you would already be," Mum said stiffly.

"You really wanted to cut me open didn't you?" Kat grinned. "I knew Hermione was the favorite."

"Well she is willing to eat my cooking." Mum laughed and wiped her eyes before pulling Kat into a hug. Well, she mostly hugged her head until Kat forced herself to make an obnoxious choking noise. "Sorry. I didn't want to squeeze you."

"So you settled for choking me?" Kat rested her head on her mother's shoulder. She didn't think she would be scared after she had the babies. "They're in little incubators."

"Not for long," Mum whispered as she silently conjured a wheelchair. "Are you ready?"

No. After everything that happened, she suddenly didn't feel ready. Good thing Mum was a Gryffindor and wouldn't let her be a coward. Before Kat knew it, she was being levitated into the wheelchair. Mum smirked, but there wasn't any meanness in it. She was finally going to meet her babies.

"Look how little their hands are," Draco said quietly as she was being wheeled in. The little dark pink hand was barely covering his thumb, making Kat feel horrible. This was all her fault. "What?"

"They're sick." Kat put her face in her hands when Mum left to give them some privacy. In the background, she heard Mum start to squabble with Narcissa about not being allowed in yet. "Because of me. You were right. We could've had a healthy baby."

Draco raised his eyebrows and stood up, folding his arms over his chest. "Pick one."

"Huh?"

"Pick one," he repeated. "Because if you didn't take that potion, you'd only have one."

"I can't pick one." What was the point in that? She knew she was the smart one in this relationship.

"Exactly. We'd only have one if you didn't. I don't know about you, but I'd rather have all four." Asshole. Stupid asshole. "Well, I'm glad you did. Now anyway."

Kat rolled her eyes. Then, she realized Mum wasn't around and started to ease herself out of the wheelchair until Draco gave her a dirty look. "Fine. Fine. Now you have five people that are totally dependent on you."

"I saw them put your organs on a table and then put them back in," Draco said dryly. "I don't want to see them come out again."

"Hmmm… Baby." Kat snickered as he grumbled and wheeled her to each incubator. Two boys and two girls, and if their wispy hair was anything to go by two blondes and two with black hair. "So you're saying you don't want to do this again?" she asked as she ran a finger over one of the baby's thin, black hair, one of the girls. "I told your dad as we were rolling in that we were going to start trying again next week."

"And here I thought it was the hormones making you an absolute troll," he said quietly. "… Have you thought of any names?"

"James Sirius," she said stubbornly.

He pointed at the incubator next to them. "Aurora Narcissa."

"Aurora Katherine," she corrected.

"Fine." He pointed to the next girl, the one with black hair. "Karina Druella."

"Fuck no! Karina Narcissa." Kat had to keep herself from yelling when he grinned evilly at her compromise. Stupid Slytherins and their stupid traps.

He couldn't wipe that smug smirk off his face as he turned to their last child. A tiny boy with light hair that she had a feeling would grow out to be blonde. "And then there was one. Lucien Draco."

Kat laughed so loudly that all four of them started crying. And so it begain.

"We are not calling our son Lily!" Draco hissed. Thank Merlin Narcissa finally agreed they could sleep at home. A week had gone by, and the two lovebirds had yet to name their fourth child. Lucius just wanted to sleep through the night without Narcissa getting out of bed to watch their grandchildren sleep in at two in the morning. "Luca is not that close to Lucius!"

Lucius paused at the door. He had forgotten his reading glasses in the babies' hospital room. So Draco wanted to name the child after him. Interesting.

"I would even settle for Abraxas at this point," Katherine said tiredly. "I'd call him Brax."

"Luke," Draco tried, but Katherine wasn't having it. "Then we're not naming him James Sirius!"

"It-it's on his birth certificate!" the little hypocrite stuttered.

"We can change it," Draco snapped, causing one of the infants to start crying. Katherine moaned, but Lucius didn't know why. Neither his son nor her mother would let her move a muscle. "Why do you have such a problem with my father?"

"Because," Katherine stressed as if it were obvious. "The man has spent years barely saying two words to you! And he's never once said sorry! He's a jerk."

"It's not his fault," Draco said quietly, but Lucius turned to leave. It was his fault.

"Why so glum, chum?" Potter asked. Then, he grinned like the little fuck that he was. "I'm moving in. Your life is complete now!'"

Lucius glared at him. What else could he do? He would prefer to have his hair in the morning. "Nothing," he spat. "And who said you were moving in?"

Potter blinked like it was obvious. "My wife."

"Lovely," Lucius drawled.

"Okay…" The puke shrugged awkwardly. "See you later then."

"How do you approach Katherine when you've wronged her?" Lucius asked before he could stop himself.

"With food," Potter said automatically. Then, he set down the large, cardboard box he was carrying. "So she believed me when I spilled her breast milk and told her you accidently put it in your coffee?"
"What?" How long did the Potters plan on staying? A year? Lucius already wanted to throw himself off the roof. "No… I was talking about Draco. I've never taken the time to truly apologize to him."

"Oh." Potter rubbed at his stubble. "Draco's different than Kat…" Oh really? Lucius surprised the urge to roll his eyes. "So… I think you might need to try talking to him. Without food."

Lucius sneered from him and started to leave his office. "As always, your stellar intellect has solved all of my problems. Perhaps you should work on solving world hunger now."

"You're the one who doesn't know how to talk to your own kid!" Potter called out as he walked passed him. Three hundred and sixty five fucking days to go.

Draco yawned as he dragged himself to the hospital cafeteria. He was already exhausted, and the mediwitches were doing most of the work. Thankfully, Father was already there and had a cup of coffee waiting for him.

"Thanks." It was too hard not to yawn again.

"I wanted to talk to you," Father said as they sat down. He ran his finger over the rim of the coffee mug. "No. I wanted to apologize."

"For what?" Draco knew what. This had been coming for years. And no matter how much Katherine insisted it wasn't his fault, no matter how much Draco logically knew it wasn't his fault, he couldn't help but blame himself for his lycanthropy.

"For what the Dark Lord did to you." Father still couldn't say it, even if he wanted to. He gulped, trying to swallow the painful word. Werewolf. "For turning you. It was my fault. And you had every right to hate me. I thought if I distanced myself, perhaps you wouldn't."

"Yet you were angry with me for registering," Draco couldn't help but bitterly remind him. The man hadn't spoken to him for weeks afterwards.

"Because that made it real." Father took a sip of his coffee and looked away. "It is easy to ignore something that happens only once a month."

Draco shrugged. He wanted to say that things had to be different now. Part of him even wanted to tell his father to stuff it. He used to look up to him so much… "It's alright."

"It's not," Father insisted. "I don't want you to name your son after me. I don't deserve it."

You do now, Draco thought, but he didn't want to make any promises. So instead, they did something they hadn't done in years. They talked to each other. Not the occasional, we have to talk because something awful is happening. They talked about good things, actually enjoyed each other's company. They were like father and son again.

"So I was thinking I like the name Alaric," Draco said after he explained to Katherine what happened. They were able to hold the babies now, even though they had feeding tubes and tubes to breathe through their nose. Draco was too scared of breaking something.

"So your dad doesn't want him named after him?" Katherine stroked the nameless baby's hair. Mother insisted he looked like a young Abraxas. Draco had no idea what she was talking about.

"Yes." Draco closed his eyes in annoyance. Wait for it…

"I like the name Luca." Katherine kissed his tiny head. "What do you think? Luca Abraxas or Luca Draco?"

"I hate you."

Two months later and they were finally going home. Well, Kat was discharged a week after giving birth, but she refused to leave. St. Mungo's knew better than to mess with Lily Potter's daughter. Okay, fine. They knew better than to mess with Lily Potter.

"This is your home," Kat whispered excitedly as she entered the nursery. She was holding little Karina and had a trial of like a thousand people behind her. Mum, Dad, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, and Hermione. They were all annoying enough to equal a thousand, so close enough.

"Are you supporting his head?" Draco asked Dad for the ten millionth time. Dad didn't even call James by his name. He was only smugly referred as "Junior."

"Just because Kat's neck is bent like a pretzel doesn't mean I can't hold a baby," Dad said cheerfully. Kat could've sworn Narcissa was now staring at her neck.

"I'd tell you all to get out," Kat said as she sat in her rocking chair, "but I want someone to change their nappies tonight."

"As eloquently put as ever." Stupid Lucius. Was it still too late to change Luca's name? Narcissa had yet to put him down. By Kat's watch, she had about twenty minutes until he pooped. Excellent.

"I'm glad I'm off the hook with the providing grandchildren duty," Hermione whispered in her ear. "I'm going to need you to distract them for the weekend."

"Eloping?" Kat asked. She had the decency to whisper. She was a saint really. It was part of being a Potter.

Hermione snorted. "No! Even better. We're getting a cat."

"It's going to take you all weekend to get a cat?" Hermione was so eloping. Right? Kat frowned, suddenly unsure. "Right?"

Hermione shrugged. "I want a shelter cat. He wants one from a fancy breeder. It's a big commitment."

"I'm so fucking confused." All Malfoy eyes were suddenly on her. "What?"

"You can't swear in front of your children, Katherine!" By the look on Narcissa's face, one would think she ripped Karina's nappy off and started giving her a spanking. Hermione started laughing at her. Not for long, bitch. Not for long.

"Hermione's getting married!" she said loudly for all to hear.

"I'm getting a cat!" Hermione put her hands on her hips. "Do you want to see the business card from that ridiculous breeder?"

Too late. Mum put her hands over her mouth, and Dad looked just as confused as Kat previously was. "My baby's getting married!"

Kat started laughing evilly as Mum ran over and hugged Hermione. Karina made a face that said What's wrong with you, Momma? Or that's what Kat wished it was because she was really just going to the bathroom.

"I'll take her." Draco kneeled down and took the little poop machine. "You've corrupted her enough for the day."

Kat grabbed his wrist as he started to head for the changing table, and Narcissa started barking at a house elf to take a picture. "I love you."

He smiled softly. "I love you too."

Two years later…

"That was exhausting." Draco was really taking the terrible twos hard. Kat giggled as she jumped into bed, nearly on top of him. It didn't help that she hung out with Mum and Hermione for the day. "I don't care what people say. Girls are disgusting."

Kat kissed him and slid on top of him. "Dad may have given them tacos yesterday."

"I thought the weekly "Grandparents Day" was supposed to help us out." Draco bit his lip as she took off her shirt. "I'm too tired."

Kat grinned. "Just lay there. I'll do all the work."

He shook his head. "Wake me up before you go to work."

Of all the nights… Well, they did just throw a birthday party a few days ago. And apparently Taco Tuesday was not going to work out for Wednesday. And when was the full moon? Kat glanced at the calendar. In four days. Damn. "I need to butter you up."

"I told you no sex," he said dryly, only breaking out into a smile when Kat slapped his chest. "What did you do now?"

"You mean, what did we do?" Alright, this was kind of her doing. Kind of. "So… According to Mum, that potion I took to have the monsters had some side effects."

His face fell, and he tried to force himself to sit up, even though she was sitting on him. "Are you okay?!"

"Yes, but um…" Kat put on her best, innocent smile. "How'd you like two more sons?"

Silence. Kat expected that. They had four and had no plans for more. But they weren't exactly careful over the past two years. "Really?"

Kat nodded, still trying to look innocent. "Remember when we were kids? And you were mad at me and said we'd have ten children in front of Sirius? I think you cursed us. So this is your fault, not mine."

Relief flooded through her when he finally smiled. "You know, three years ago, I thought we'd be childless. And now we'll have six."

"So you're not mad?" Kat said weakly.

"No." Thank Merlin. He ran his thumb over her stomach. "People are going to start calling us the Weasleys."

"Hmmm…" Now it was time for the real test. Maybe she should wait until morning. But it might be too late then. They were already here. "So… Mum decided that she and Dad should move back in."

"WHAT?"

"For an indefinite stay," Kat went on, trying not to smile. Their year stay had extended to over a year and a half. They had only just moved out a few months ago.

"I'm in hell," he groaned as he pressed his fingers into his eyes.

Distantly, they heard, "DADDY!"

"I'll go," Kat almost ran out of the bed and grabbed the nearest robe.

"Not to worry, Jaime Junior," Dad called out. "Your namesake is here!"

There was a chorus of four yelling, "Yay!" Kat tried to keep a straight face as they heard the four of them running down the hall.

"What are you doing here?" Lucius barked.

"Kat's expecting the latest litter," Mum said dryly, sounding half asleep. "Twins."

"You know what." Kat took out her wand and locked the door. "I think we should go on another honeymoon. Forever."

"I'm in hell," Draco said again.

"Liar." Kat wrinkled her nose and snuggled next to him. "We're a match made in heaven."

"In hell," Draco repeated. Kat didn't bother to correct him. Their life was perfect, and he knew it. Neither one of them would have it any other way.

FINALLY! Lucky you guys! I almost went for a sad ending. Like Cassandra Clare's Infernal Devices sad ending. ;) However, I decided to stick with my usual clichés because I wasn't in the mood for too much drama.

Thank you amata0221, Ern Estine 13624, and gr8rockstarrox!

gr8rockstarrox: I almost went with Alaric again, but I like the name Luca. :)

So future projects. I have two Draco and Kat stories up right now. You guys know about Draco Malfoy: BLW, but some of you may not know that I published Potter Girls. It's very loosely based on the show Gilmore Girls. So check that out if you're interested.

Over spring break, I want to finish that Violet Potter story. Mainly because I have another story in mind for them. A better story. So I think I'll try to wrap it up in a chapter. Or at least add one more chapter. It's supposed to be five.

Thank you so much for getting through this story!