Author's Note: Hi readers! Sorry for the long wait. It's been final paper/exam time, but it's calm again now. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading my 3rd chapter. Please review***!

January 20th, 2002

Ballysadare, Ireland

Hey Charlie,

Sleep as long as you can tonight. You won't get this much sleep again for at least seventeen years.

-Bill

Charlie chuckled at the parchment. It was true. People had been telling him for the past several months.

"I'm forgetting something." The bed creaked loudly as Henry stood up. "Merlin Charlie, I feel like I'm forgetting something"

Charlie, seated at a rundown desk in their hotel room, turned to look at his husband and smirked.

"What?" Henry asked.

"You haven't forgotten a thing." Charlie stood up from the desk chair, and walked towards him.

Henry sighed, "I just feel like—I don't know."

Charlie took his husband's hand; bringing it to his mouth, he placed two small kisses on top.

"You're a worrier," Charlie stated. "You have been perfect with all of this."

Henry sighed again and gave a small nod. It was obvious that he was exhausted. Thin bags seemed permanent under his eyes, and his messy brown hair was far messier than usual.

Charlie brought his mouth to Henry's neck and continued to plant soft kisses. Henry responded a bit more eagerly, soon rubbing the bulge in Charlie's trousers.

Everything was passionate chaos from then on. Clothes were completely discarded within minutes. They had moved to the bed beside them, and Charlie braced himself as his lover entered him. It didn't take long to reach total bliss.

"Merlin, Hen—oh, Honey that's so good."

Before he could reciprocate, Henry cried out and spilled inside his husband. He collapsed, and Charlie was soon placing more kisses on his neck.

"I love you, Charlie." Henry muttered. "I'm so happy with you, you know that?"

"I know," Charlie whispered, "and I'm glad, considering we're adopting a child tomorrow."

Henry sat up, smiling at bit. He tapped a finger on Charlie's freckled nose. His petite features were adorable with his thin, lanky build.

He brought a hand down to Charlie's erection, stroking it softly while his lover let out soft moans.

"Love you," said Henry, maintaining his slow and smooth pace.

"Love you," Charlie muttered. "Now do fuck me before I lose my bloody mind."

The Next Morning

January 21st, 2002

The wizarding part of Ballysadare was one of the poorest areas in Ireland. About twenty young children lived in the orphanage, and it made Charlie sad to see so many without loving parents.

There was an office not far from the entrance, obviously the place where the legal settlements were made. Henry knocked on the door.

"Enter!" said a female voice with a keen Irish accent.

Henry opened the door and entered with Charlie.

A middle-aged woman with frizzy brown hair was seated at the desk. She wore old grey robes with a hole in one of the shoulders.

"You are my next appointment? Weasley, yes?"

"Yes," Henry answered, trying to take in the unorganized workspace. "We are here to adopt a baby girl."

The woman nodded. She pulled out her wand, and retrieved a file from one of the drawers.

"Yes, My name is Mrs. O'Brien," she replied. "It says here you were looking for girls…aged two months to four years?"

"Not four years," Charlie clarified, "Four months. Two months to four months."

The witch looked at the couple and then down at the parchment.

"Is something wrong?" Henry asked. He was already nervous, and this was simply emphasizing his anxiety.

The witch looked up at the couple once again, still seeming quite confused and troubled.

"You are documented," she began, "to adopt a 3-year-old girl and a newborn today."

"Well," Charlie replied, trying not to worry like his husband. "We would only like to adopt one child today. Would that be possible?"

"The issue is," Mrs. O'Brien, replied, "that the age group you are seeking is already documented with specific families, and the two girls chosen for you are sisters."

Henry looked like he couldn't breathe. Noticing, Charlie placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Madam," Charlie stated. "Do you mind if my husband and I have a word outside?"

The witch nodded. Charlie could tell that she felt bad about the miscommunication, but he also knew that rules about family could not be tampered with.

Charlie took his hand, and they went outside the office. Closing the door behind them, they stood in a dim hallway.

"What are we going to do?" Henry muttered. "We can't do this!"

Charlie bit his lip.

"They are family," he answered. "And this took damn long to find an orphanage that would let a homosexual couple adopt."

"I know," said Henry. "I know. I just—I know this was my plan to begin with, but two children? And one is 3-years-old already!"

Just then, the woman came out of the office.

"Gentlemen," she said, "Pardon me, but perhaps if I introduced you to Reagan, then you would feel better about your decision?"

Charlie and Henry exchanged glances, and Charlie turned back around, giving the woman a hesitant nod.

"Wait here," she said, pointing to the chairs in the office.

"I can't believe they messed this up," Henry muttered as soon as the woman left. "This is children we're talking about…there's no room for careless errors."

Charlie placed and hand on Henry's and they waited in silence. Luckily for their own nerves and anticipation, the woman was back quickly with the little girl.

"Regan," the woman said, "This is Henry and Charlie. They are visiting our home today."

"Hi," the little girl said meekly. She gripped tightly onto the witch's robe.

Charlie looked at the little girl. She adorable and sweet, but she had dirt on her cheeks and hands. Her brown curls had not been brushed, and her dress was practically made of rags.

"How are you sweetheart?" Charlie asked.

"I'm—" the little girl answered, "sleepy."

"You may sleep after your chores," the witch reminded.

Henry was taken aback. They had 3-year-olds doing chores? He gave a quick glance to Charlie. They both had the same look of sadness and sympathy in their eyes.

Without totally having his husband's permission, Charlie took the leeway.

"Would you mind, Madam," Charlie requested, "if we spoke with her alone for a minute?"

"Would you be okay with that?" she asked the little girl. Reagan thought for a moment. Her legs were shaking with some fear, but she nodded.

"Very well," said the woman. She quickly left, shutting the door behind her.

"So your name is Reagan, right?" Charlie asked.

"Yes," the tiny child replied. Charlie and Henry could tell that she was rather shaken up.

"I promise that you don't have to be afraid of us." Charlie motioned for her to come closer. "Would you like to sit down?" He gestured to his lap.

Reagan was hesitant, but she walked to Charlie.

He lifted the child onto his lap. Looking at Henry, Charlie wanted him to speak next.

"Charlie and I are married," Henry told Regan. "We are here to become parents."

"To be daddies?" Regan asked, looking interested.

"For you and your sister," Charlie added.

"I would have a daddy?" Regan asked. "And my sister would? And we not live her? Not live here ever?"

Charlie smiled and brought her closer.

"You would have two daddies," he said.

Reagan's eyes widened. "I leave forever?"

"Forever," Henry answered. "And you get to live with us, and we will love you and take care of you."

"Where is the house?" she asked. Reagan did not seem fearful anymore, and her tiny palms were clutching Charlie tighter.

"In Romania," Charlie said. "I train Dragons, and Henry is an actor."

"Dragons are scary," Regan stated, her emerald green eyes widening slightly.

"Not if you train them, sweetheart." Charlie gave her a small smile. "I would teach you, if you want."

Reagan's mouth widened. She looked back and fourth between Charlie and Henry. They were not quite sure whether or not Regan was in favour of the idea, or simply surprised. Charlie took her tiny hand.

"Would you want to do that, Reagan?" he asked, trying to be as gentle as possible.

Reagan thought for a moment and then nodded slowly.

Author's Note: Hi readers! Sorry for the long wait. It's been final paper/exam time, but it's calm again now. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading my 3rd chapter. Please review***!