"Good Morning, Love," Draco whispered to the tangle of brown curls spilling out from a pile of blankets. Hermione mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like 'go away,' before pulling a blanket tighter around her. Draco grinned and reached for the sleeping woman's foot, tickling between the toes.

His fiancee shrieked with laughter and threw the blankets off herself and between giggles managed to say, "okay. Okay. I'm awake!" The blond let go of her foot and Hermione laid back against the pillows, rubbing her swollen belly. Draco felt as if his heart would burst with love at the sweet sight, Hermione was once again carrying a Malfoy, or rather, two Malfoys. The midwife had announced the boy and girl just before Easter and the whole family couldn't have been more excited. Ariadne most of all, for her parents had entrusted her to name her unborn siblings.

"Draco, dear, we're having some babies today," Hermione said suddenly, her hand still cupped around her bump.

"The midwife said you're not due for two weeks," said Draco, "Aria is coming home today, remember?"

"Yes, I do, but we're still having our babies today," she responded. Hermione gave Draco an excited look before scooting awkwardly to the edge of the bed. Everything she did was awkward these days, her belly got in the way of everything. Finally, she reached the edge and slowly pushed herself to a standing position, Draco scrambled off his side of the bed and went to help her walk to the closet.

He said nothing as he helped the witch into a light cotton dress and then placed sandals on her swollen feet, and neither did she. Hermione instead hummed a Muggle lullaby to herself and wore a beaming smile. The couple made their way down the stairs to the breakfast room where Narcissa waited.

"Hello, my dears. How are you feeling this morning Hermione?" Narcissa asked.

"Quite well, actually, we're having the babies today," responded the younger witch. Narcissa looked mildly surprised at the statement, and turned to Draco, who rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Have your contractions started?"

"Well, no, but I just have this feeling. Aria will be disappointed I won't be there with the two of you to fetch her, but I think she'll understand when she meets her brother and sister," Hermione was oblivious to the look passing between Draco and his mother, she was intently focused on spreading blackberry jam on her toast.

Draco still said nothing, he felt it wise to let his future wife continue on with her fancies as they struck her. The couple spent the morning basking in the sun next to Hermione's favorite fountain, and Narcissa tended to a nearby flowerbed. The Hogwarts Express was due at 6PM, and the time until then seemed to crawl by for the adults. At noon, Hermione managed to get up from her hammock and asked Lundy to draw her a bath with rosewater.

Draco assisted her up the stairs to their suite, and after she undressed, he carried her into the small pool that was their tub. After she was situated, Hermione ordered Draco to summon the midwife, which he did, leaving Lundy to look after his mistress.

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The contractions hadn't been bad at first, Hermione had been able to carry on as normal as Draco and the house elf prepared her for the bath. He hadn't believed her earlier that morning, but Hermione knew her body too well. The warm water helped to soothe the contractions a little, but the labour was fast.

Within ten minutes Hermione held her little boy in her hands. He was so tiny, and a perfect miniature of his father. She scarcely had time to enjoy the sight of her son before his sister followed him into the world, Hermione's cry of pain and the babies' wails echoed off the stone walls, causing Draco to come running. He was greeted to the sight of Hermione sitting in the bloody water, a baby latched to each breast. She was exhausted from the quick birth, but her smile was genuine, and she held their children proudly as Draco attempted to pick his jaw up off the floor.

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Ariadne, true to her mother's words, had only been momentarily disappointed at Hermione's absence. When Draco announced that her brother and sister were waiting at home with her mother, the girl couldn't leave fast enough. As soon as the girl's feet hit the floor of Malfoy Manor, she raced up the stairs to her parents' suite.

She chose to hold her sister first, the newborn girl was a precise copy of Ariadne when she was born. Her wispy brown curls and silver eyes were adorable and the big sister couldn't help but coo over the little baby. Antigone was the name Aria gave her, a Greek princess like her sister and mother. Hermione and Draco praised the older girl for her creativity and thoughtfulness.

The little boy also stole his sister's heart, and Narcissa informed the big sister that the baby looked exactly like Draco when he was born, except Draco had been a fat baby. Ariadne had giggled at the thought of her dad as a baby, and her giggles made her little brother coo. When Draco asked what name she chose for him, Ariadne responded, "Scorpius, because it's a constellation just like your name, Daddy."

"I like it," said Hermione, "you picked lovely names, Aria."

"We're Malfoys, only the best will do for us," the little girl replied.