Tom smiled down at a sleeping Harry. The boy was turning 20 tomorrow and had now been the focus of his life for more than four years. Well in a positive sense for four years. He eyed the table beside the bed, thinking about the small box hidden in the drawer. His heart was pounding. He'd already decided that he needed to make this the most wonderful birthday for his little love. The man had given him a heart and a life.

When Tom Marvolo had appeared many had questioned his similarities to the late Tom Riddle. He'd openly admitted to a relationship to the man. In fact, he was the man's son as far as he could tell. It was one of the reasons he had avoided being in the public eye. His mother had taken him away and hidden him when Voldemort died Tom had been able to return to his native lands.

It helped quite a bit when Harry Potter had been seen talking with him. Then publicly supporting his campaign for Minister. Then dating him. After all, would Harry Potter, the Savior, love a man who was as evil as Voldemort?

Not that Tom had won the first election. Many had been concerned that he'd never been in politics, turns out they weren't all idiots. But then they elected Fudge again so Tom wasn't quite ready to assume more than that. A year later Fudge was thrown out and Marvolo, the rising star in the ministry was elected.

The world had never looked back and neither had Tom. Harry had helped him achieve so much more than he thought possible. So now he was hoping to give Harry a little bit of the love that he gave everyone around them.

Tomorrow, Harry would celebrate his birthday at the Burrow and would hopefully agree to make a family with Tom. Warm eyes closed against the dark of the room and welcomed sleep only vaguely feeling Harry shift in his arms.

Harry smiled in his sleep, his hand resting upon Tom's chest, as he dreamed of dress robes, flowers, and promises of eternal love.

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Harry stared blankly at the healer…

"What?"

The man shifted uncomfortably, "This is a good thing. It means that it will be an easy experience and it assures your relationship with your husband."

Harry blinked, "What?"

The healer sighed, "Look, it's magic. It's something no one has been able to explain but the point of it is that your magic has… invigorated the inactive female reproductive system. Typically, this system would just fade out of existence, but your body protected it, likely because of your bond. And now you're pregnant. You'll give birth via C-section in 5-7 months."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I'm not explaining this again. It's a miracle. Go home. Tell your husband. And schedule a follow-up in a week."

Harry blinked as he wandered out to the apparition point and appeared home. He settled on the couch with a glazed look, which was where Tom found him hours later. Harry absently handed over the form and Tom nearly cracked his face as he smiled. Wrapping Harry in a hug and promising him and their unborn child that they would be safe and happy.

Harry smiled back at him and laid a hand on his stomach in wonder.

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"Congratulations! You're having triplets!"

CRASH! THUD!

"Tom?"

(0,0)

"Two of your children are happy and healthy. They'll be fine despite their early delivery."

Harry's breath stopped, "Two? What happened to the other? Are they okay?"

"We lost our baby?" Tom sounded gutted as he looked over at the third bassinet. The baby who hadn't cried when they'd entered the world a month early.

"Your other child is alive," The healer rushed to assure them, "I did not mean… Your smallest child, a little girl, is blind. It appears to be the result of a curse of some kind."

Harry frowned, "But… I was home. I practically never left the house after I found out. And then it was with a body guard, family, and shields."

"It is unusual. But… there's no explanation. The check on your daughter reveals a dark magic, it appears as though she took the brunt of it, her siblings show no signs of sharing the curse."

Tom seemed to be struggling to regains his center, "She protected her siblings?"

"She could just have been in the way of the spell… But it does appear that she could have absorbed the magic in an effort to protect them."

The green-eyed wizard just shook his head and held out his arms, "I just want to hold my children."

The other two laughed and the healer was back in seconds with the smallest, "This is the youngest and the smallest."

He cuddled her carefully to his chest and said nothing as he looked at the closed eyed girl with a small smile. Tom was similarly burdened with the second, and largest child.

"This is your son. He's a big boy, especially considering being born 2 months early."

Harry tucked his youngest in one arm when the healer came over with their oldest, "And this impatient one is another little girl."

Tom looked over at Harry, "What are we going to name them?"

"I'd like to name them after people who are important to us. They're all beautiful though I don't know what to think."

"We've talked about this, I don't really want my child to have to live up to anyone else's expectations."

Harry nodded, "I agree but… Okay this is going to sound really strange but Sirius, Remus, and Severus. They all have something in common so… what about Russel? Then we can call him 'Russ' and it's like a tribute to all of them."

Tom rolled it over in his mind, "I suppose that is not too demanding."

Harry nodded, "And how about for this little one?"

He said with a nod to the little girl, already featuring a smattering of dark hair.

Tom smiled, "She's special. She has dark magic, accepted during a pure act. A true mix of dark and light. A willing sacrifice even if an unknowing action."

"What was that story you told me? About a girl and Hades? She lived in the Underworld?"

"Persephone?"

Harry nodded, "I think it's perfect. A little girl, she really brought us together, didn't she?"

"She's proof. It's a big name, the queen of the Underworld, but something tells me she's going to be able to give it the meaning it deserves."

The other girl started fussing slightly and Tom reached over, brushing along her wrinkled cheek, her nose scrunched, and her eyes opened. Tom and Harry both startled at their intense stare. Tom took in the brightly-colored hair, predicting a beautiful girl with vibrant red hair.

"Amarylis. Lillian Amarylis. She can go by either name."

Harry smiled, "I think my mum would have liked that," He frowned, "What about middle names for the other two?"

Tom shrugged, "We still have a few days until we name the godparents, we have time."

Harry nodded once more and the two parents shuffled the children until they began to fuss and their faces hurt from the smiles that never seemed to disappear.

(0,0)

"Aunt Mione!"

"Uncle Draco!"

"Uncle Ron!"

The three children jumped at the familiar faces that had appeared. Each running to their favorite before giving brief hugs to the others. And corralling the kids to take off to their rooms. Well except for Russel who been planning on telling Draco something 'very important' all day.

Harry laughed, "Let them in the house, kids! Thanks for doing this for us, you guys."

Draco shrugged, hoisting Russel up onto his hip and trying to subtly hand him a present, "We're happy to help, Harry. I may even get by without having to prank the Weasel."

Suddenly his hair turned pink and the room was filled with laughter.

"It'll get worse before it gets better. Tom invented the charm to keep the kids out of fights. They get caught up laughing and forget what the cause was."

Hermione laughed and uncharmed her husband's hair, "You'll have to teach me that. Lyra and Scorpius have been quite the handful lately."

Tom nodded before grabbing Harry's hand and heading towards the door, "You'll be fine for the weekend?"

Hermione nodded, "The kids will be fine and so will we. I'm sure Molly or Narcissa will be glad to help if we get swamped."

"Thank you. We'll be back soon."

Ron shook his head, "Don't. Enjoy this weekend, don't rush back early like you did last year. This is important. You don't get a ten-year anniversary again."

Tom smiled at his husband, "Ten years."

Harry returned the grin, "Thirteen years. Don't think I'm going to forget the two years before we got engaged and our engagement. Thirteen years to the day from the first letter I sent to you."

"Ten years from the day we exchanged our vows."

"Eight years since I carried our three beautiful children."

"Five years since we began chasing the creatures all around the house."

"Two years since we moved into our forever home."

Tom reached a hand out, "And a year since I swore to myself I would see nothing but happiness upon your face."

Harry leaned into the palm and placed a gentle kiss there, "And mere hours since I thought I couldn't be happier."

Draco cut in with a snort, "And five minutes before I puke on your carpets. Now get, they won't hold your registrations forever."

"Of course, they would. I'm the Minister of Magic after all."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Just go. We'll see you all in three days, no sooner."

"Yes, ma'am!"

The laughter and joy in the house followed Harry and Tom as they stepped through the floo.

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Harry sat at the Head Table and still couldn't shake the weird feeling of watching the first years flood the hall. Even more so knowing that his own 11-year-olds were in the mix.

"Lillian Potter-Riddle."

The hat barely touched her hair when it's brim parted, "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Persephone Potter-Riddle."

The hat sat silent upon the girl's head, Harry crossed his fingers. He'd made a bet with Tom about this sorting, no question truly as to which house the others would enter. Sephy could join any of them though. She was on a constant quest for knowledge. She had all the loyalty and love of a Hufflepuff. She was as cunning as any Slytherin. Her bravery and courage unquestionable. Harry had decided that Sephy would pick her own house.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

She smiled before racing over to her sister.

"Russel Potter-Riddle."

The hat settled, which quite surprised Harry but it wasn't long until the boy shrugged, and the brim parted again, "SLYTHERIN!"

Harry smiled, all was right with the world. He couldn't wait to see what trouble the three would get into through their schooling.

Not to mention all of the fun he was going to have making Tom do the dishes for the next couple of weeks.

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The years came and went. Russel became Prefect and then Head Boy. He was also the Captain of the Quidditch team. He fell in love with the sport but had decided to obtain his potions mastery before deciding what work to do. He dated on an off but there never really seemed to be someone who could handle how much he loved his sisters.

Persephone spent the years in the background. She passed first in her year every exam but other than that merely hovered around the mischief. She had friends in all of the houses and had been seen rooting for every team, but always frustrated her housemates when she wore green and silver for her brother. Sephy was dating a boy she met through a pen pal program in fourth year. She planned to go and meet him following graduation and then wanted to settle down, and earn her healing license. She hadn't yet decided, but she thought it might be nice to take over seeing as Madame Pomfrey was itching to retire after over 60 years of work

Lily fought the most with her parents, specifically with her Gryffindor father. She became a prefect but never the head girl and chose not to continue her schooling in the technical sense. She signed up immediately after school for the Auror corps. Which led to the first fight the girl ever had with her father and Harry backing her up. She wanted to follow after her grandfather and fight against those who wished to hurt others. Not to mention the fact that Scorpius Malfoy was also entering the corps.

Harry and Tom never had another child, but they nervously showed their children their newest baby brother during their sixth year. The five-year-old boy had been dropped at the orphanage by his loving family who had proceeded to disappear. When Tom had seen the magic rising from the little building he had immediately sent a Hogwarts rep to look into the problem.

He hadn't necessarily expected for Harry to show up with the words "we're adopting him" and a small child hanging off his hand. But he couldn't say that he was surprised either.

Their children loved the little boy and he became one of the few causes of discord between the siblings as they all fought to be little Magnus' favorite sibling. Sephy always willing to tell him stories and answer questions. Always bringing him treats and encouraging him. Russel was excited to have a brother, they played quidditch, hide-and-seek, and anything else that the boy wanted. Lily more likely to bring him a new toy and read him a book, she was always there to give advice or start a tickle war.

It was a happy day when the little one went off to Hogwarts. His siblings almost finishing their masteries and trainings and Harry the Deputy Headmaster to Uncle Severus. He was greeted with nothing but love and hugs when he was sorted into Hufflepuff.

And Tom? Well Tom had never been happier.

YAY! A really short epilogue but I wanted to bring a little bit of all their love. I plan on doing some one shots in this universe as well. Just give me a scene you'd like and I'll be sure to put it on my list!

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Until we meet again! ~DanniCat