I am honestly surprised I managed to update this story this soon and I know it's not very long, but I did warn you all. Again, I can't promise to update anytime soon. The only reason why I managed to get this much out was because of a review from Althydia, so I thank her. Thanks to all of my reviewers!

Just a little something I thought was funny, 5 out of 8 total reviews for chapter 3 contained the words 'poor Draco'.

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Draco lay curled up on his side on a starch white hospital bed, unmoving. His eyes were unfocused and shimmering with unshed tears. He didn't flinch or even look up when the door swung open silently and Harry walked in, followed by a healer.

The slightly younger man hurried over to his nearly catatonic husband and sat on the edge of the bed. Gray eyes flicked up to his face for a moment before going back to stare at a spot on the blindingly white wall.

The other two stayed quiet, waiting to see if Draco would speak. When he finally did, it wasn't what either of them was expecting.

"Where are James and Scorpius?" He whispered, still staring straight ahead.

Taking his hand, Harry softly explained, "I went home while you were in surgery and took them to Ron and Hermione's." He thought for a moment then added, "I know it's only five in the morning but I can go get them if you want."

"No, they've already been woken up once. Let them sleep." Draco replied. He then spotted the unfamiliar person in the room. "Who's she?"

"I'm Healer Janus." The woman answered gently.

"Where's Healer McNamara?" He asked, nearly in a panic.

Healer Janus' face fell. "Unfortunately, he had a massive stroke in his sleep a few nights ago. We're still working on getting his patients assigned to different maternity healers." She flipped through in the file in her hand. "In fact, a letter was to be sent to you today informing you of your new healer and how to get a different one if you disapprove."

"So, you're our new healer?"

"Yes, but I won't be offended if you decide to chose someone else. Many parents, especially first-timers, prefer… more experienced healers. I assume that's why you chose McNamara to begin with?" She asked.

"We're not first time parents." Harry stated before Draco could reply.

"Really?" She looked through the file again.

"You won't find it in there." He added. "I carried our first children."

"Children, really? If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"

"We have twin boys, which is mostly why we chose Healer McNamara. He specialized in multiples, that and he was Draco's mother's maternity healer. And we're both twenty-six, why?" Harry asked, confusion written all over his face.

"It's unusual for both partners to carry. Half of the homosexual couples that come in before conception are still arguing over who's going to be the "mother", most of the time because neither of them actually want to take the risk." Healer Janus explained. "I was only wondering about your age because neither of you look old enough to have multiple children already."

Harry looked down at Draco to see that he was asleep. "Well my first pregnancy was a surprise. We were still in school, actually. I miscarried though. We got married after we graduated and surprise, surprise, I ended up pregnant with James and Scorpius… on our honeymoon."

"I see. Could you tell me why he's the one trying to carry this time?" She asked quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping man.

With a shrug and a smile, he replied, "Draco wanted to know what it was like to have a baby." Harry sighed, dragged a hand through his hair, and added, "I don't know if he's going to want to try a third time though."

"All of the medical information is in his file, but would you mind telling me about his first pregnancy?" The healer asked.

"Yeah, sure. But can we move to the other side of the room? I don't want to wake him up."

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy." She replied with a smile.

Harry managed to suppress a laugh but shook his head a little as they walked to the other bed. "I'm not used to being called that. At Hogwarts I go by Potter to avoid the confusion."

"So when did Mr. Ma… Draco's first pregnancy occur?" Healer Janus asked once they were seated on the other side of the empty bed in the room.

"We found out about a week into August last year. By that time he was nearly a month along. The next day we made an appointment with Healer McNamara. Everything was going fine; at least, that's what we thought." Harry explained.

"And he miscarried at the end of September." She read out of the file.

"Yeah, the twenty-fourth." He said sadly. "He took an entire month of work. I can't imagine how bad it might be this time."

"Did they explain what may have caused it?" She asked.

Harry nodded and wiped at the tears forming in his eyes as he replied, "This was his first year teaching. The combined stress was too much for him to handle." He added, "The boys were really upset as well. They didn't quite understand what Papa was sad about but it was enough for them to feel it too."

"Do you think the stress could have been a factor this time?"

"I don't know… maybe." He answered, unsure. "We weren't actively trying this time, but we weren't doing anything to prevent it either. The moment we found out, Minerva hired an assistant potions professor to take over some of Draco's duties, especially nighttime corridor patrol, and running the class when the students make potions that give off fumes that could potentially harm the baby. She was also going to take over while he was on maternity leave." Harry explained quietly.

"Well, it sounds like you were both doing everything right. With women, one in five pregnancies ends in miscarriage, one in three for men. Sometimes, it just happens." Healer Janus said.

"They told us that after my miscarriage and Draco's first." Harry said with a sigh. "It doesn't really help."

At that moment, there was a sniffle and a sob from the occupied bed. Harry immediately jumped up from his chair and rushed over to his husband.

Once Harry was sitting next to him on the bed, Draco latched onto him and cried into his shirt, "I-I want t-to go home."

Harry wrapped one arm around him and ran the other hand through his hair. "We'll go home as soon as they say you can. Ok?"

"H-home, home. N-not Hogwarts."

"Of course, whatever you want." Harry whispered into blonde hair. "When they discharge you, we'll pick up the boys before going home. Then we can all cuddle up and spend the day in bed."

"Th-that sounds g-good." Draco whimpered and the asked, "W-what time i-is it an-nyway?"

"It's just after six. You only slept for about an hour, so you can go back to sleep if you want." Harry quietly replied.

Draco looked up through damp lashes. "You'll w-wake me up as soon as I can leave, right?"

Harry nodded and then maneuvered them so that they were lying down together. He held Draco and listened to the occasional sniffle or sob until the other was asleep.