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Chapter Four

The next few days passed without much incident. This wasn't to last however. "Where in Merlin's name is she?" Harry cried. The nontuplets looked at each other guiltily. The family was currently standing in the centre of the theme park and Harry was glaring at his teenage children. Dracun and Saxon were huddled next to Draco. Somehow the nontuplets had managed to lose Artemisia. 'We don't know, she was right with us!" Christabel insisted. "Stay here I'm going to find her," Harry said. With that he stalked of in search of his and Draco's two year old daughter.

He searched everywhere for her. Surprisingly it didn't take him long to find her. She was watching some fireworks and laughing happily. Harry quickly bent down and scooped her up. "Don't ever do that to me again," he scolded gently. His daughter pouted.

"But I made them pretty," she said pointing to the fireworks. Sure enough fireworks which had once all been different colours were now varying shades of pink. Harry sighed and shook his head carrying his daughter back to the rest of the family. The fireworks reverted back to their multicoloured splendour.

When they reached the rest of the clan Draco breathed a sigh of relief. "Where was she?" he asked.

"Turning fireworks pink," Harry replied. Draco arched an eyebrow. That was certainly an interesting way for real magic to mix with fairy tale magic. Now that they were all reunited the family headed for one a festival that was taking place called the Festival of the Seasons. They arrived in time to see some of the live entertainment and then decided to go shopping. Harry and Draco bought some toys and games for the triplets while the nontuplets bought souvenirs for themselves and their friends.

After the festival they headed back to their villa. The kids were all too excited to go back to bed so Harry and Draco allowed them to stay up late watching movies. Despite this the Artemisia, Dracun and Saxon were out like a light by about nine-thirty. Harry and Draco tucked them into bed and then retreated to their own room. They were flying back to the UK tomorrow and the only reason the children were allowed to stay up late was because they were already packed. "Well I have to admit this has been a good holiday," Draco said as they got ready for bed. "Yes it has," Harry agreed, "we should do holidays like this more often." Draco smiled at his husband. "That would be nice."

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The next morning was a blur of rushing around before the Malfoy-Potter clan were ready to leave. They piled into the car and drove to the airport. After returning their hire car they headed for the check in and then to departure lounge.

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When they had arrived back home they unpacked their luggage and Harry and Draco began to sort out the laundry while the children crashed in the sitting room. Artemisia was once again holding her "tuckle" which she had retrieved from the garden. The husbands smiled fondly at their children and then shook them awake so that they could go to bed.

Once they were all asleep Harry and Draco went to their room. Draco was in a rather playful mood and he pounced on Harry and began nipping and licking at his neck. Harry groaned and tangled his fingers in Draco's hair. They fell on the bed and Harry brought their mouths together in a passionate kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance but Harry quickly won that battle. They parted when breathing became an issue and Draco pressed lazy kisses down his raven haired husband's neck and collar bone. Harry hummed contentedly and carded his fingers through the silvery blond locks. They eventually stirred themselves and put on their pyjama pants before climbing into bed.

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The rest of the summer seemed to pass in a blur and before they knew it was time for the nontuplets to start their fifth year at Hogwarts. The first of September saw the Malfoy-Potter clan gathered at Platform 9 ¾ saying their goodbyes. "Behave," Harry said looking pointedly at Bertram and Leander. The two boys shifted and mumbled their promises that they wouldn't get into trouble. Somehow Harry and Draco doubted that they would keep those promises. Hug and kisses were exchanged and then the nontuplets were gone in search of their friends.

Harry and Draco watched the Hogwarts Express pull away waving to their children until they were out of sight. "Do you really think Bertram and Leander will behave themselves this year?" Draco asked Harry. Harry shook his head and smiled ruefully.

"I doubt it," he said. They took hold of the triplets hands and made their way back to the car. "Do you want to grab a coffee somewhere before we head back home?" Harry suggested. "Sure," Draco agreed.

They stopped off a little café they frequented and ordered coffees for themselves and orange juice for the triplets. When the coffees arrived the couple drank in silence except for when they told Artemisia, Dracun and Saxon to drink their orange juice and not spill it everywhere. The triplets giggled and Harry and Draco shook their heads.

On the way home Harry and Draco stopped off at Mabel's Kindergarten, the wizarding kindi that the triplets were enrolled in and dropped them off there. Harry and Draco had to return to work so once they got home they took the floo network to the Ministry of Magic and headed off to the auror offices.

When they arrived they ran into Ron. "Hey guys," he said.

"Hi Ron," they replied.

"How was your holiday?" Ron asked.

"It was really good," Harry told him, "Draco and I had a good time and the children really enjoyed themselves."

"That's nice," Ron said.

Just then the Minister's under-secretary stuck her head round the door. "Weasley, Malfoy, Potter the Minister would like to see you," she informed them. The three aurors exchanged looks. "Back to work then," Harry said.

END

AN: I realise this is a lot shorter than the other stories. It was really only an interlude to show Harry and Draco spending time with their kids. The others will be longer.