A/N: This is a work of fiction using the characters from Harry Potter that are trademarked by J.K. Rowling

Timeline: AU Post-Series
Characters/Pairings: Harry Potter x Fleur Delacour x Daphne Greengrass (Est)

Harry was pulled from his dream world by tiny fingers that poked at his cheeks and pulled at his eyelids. He smothered his smile when he heard a child's voice call from the foot of his bed, "Daddy up?"

The child that was currently sitting on the bed beside him shifted and sat on his stomach before he answered, "He's still sleeping Charlie" and then resumed his poking and prodding.

"I wanna see!" the little girl whined, and Harry could hear her stumbling steps as she rounded the bed.

"You're too little to get up"

"Help me!" She continued to whine and when Harry felt small hands pulling on the blanket and he was quick to open his eyes. He knew that tone and he didn't want Christmas to start with an injury.

"Alright you monsters" he roared and grabbed his shocked son to tickle him. Harry reached over and helped his daughter up onto the bed and she proceeded to help him attack her brother giggling the whole time.

"Stop…Daddy…Stop" the boy said between laughs and Harry finally relented his assault. He pulled his daughter to his chest and smiled down as his giggling son whose dark, soulful blue eyes gazed up at him, "Alright Jamie, where's everyone else?" he asked when he realised he had been alone in bed.

"Lily hungry" his daughter piped up and looked up at him.

"Was she?" Harry asked, "I'm a little hungry too" he said and attacked Charlie with kisses.

Charlie laughed and pushed her fathers head away, "Silly Daddy"

"Daddy. Presents…Come on" Jamie exclaimed, and Harry looked up to see his son had already gotten down from the bed and was heading towards the door.

"Alright. I see what the priority is. Go on downstairs and I'll be down in a minute" he said and helped Charlie down. He watched his two children race out of the room and lay back down for a minute before he pushed himself out of bed with a groan.

Harry wandered down the stairs and caught sigh of his son and daughter who anxiously waited by the tree. He winced when he saw how many presents were under the tree. In the early morning light, it was obvious how much they spoiled their children.

He took a detour towards his brunette wife who currently sat in the recliner feeing their daughter.

"Good Morning" he whispered and dropped a kiss to the baby's head before kissing his wife.

"Morning" Daphne response with a tired smile.

"How's Lily this morning?" he asked.

"Cranky…those two woke her up and she just calmed down"

"You should have woken me" he said and was quick to pick up his daughter when she was done and softly patted her back to coax out a burp while Daphne adjusted her clothing.

"I knew you were tired. You spent a long time putting together that doll house last night" she said quietly so Charlie wouldn't overhear them.

"Still"

"Don't worry ma Cherie, I helped Daphne with the kids this morning"

Harry smile back at his blonde wife who had just walked out of the Kitchen, a hot cup of tea in one hand and the other rested on her protruding belly.

"Good morning" he said and walked over to give her a quick kiss.

Their moment was interrupted, "Daddy, Daddy. Present time"

Daphne chuckled, and Harry sighed, "Duty calls" and passed Lily to Fleur. He snatched dup the nearby Santa hat and sank to the floor, ready to pass out the presents.

He passed out one to Jamie, then Charlie and the he grabbed one for Lily and passed that one to Daphne who was currently curled up in the recliner with Fleur who was holding the baby.

Her sat back, leaned against the couch, and shared a loving smile with his wives the sound of excited children ripping open wrapping paper and their squeals of joy in the background.

Challenge: Every Kind of Pairing Competition, Prompt: MoreSome
Word Count: 658