My Lovely Family

Harry smiled at the sleeping Ginny Potter on her hospital bed.

"Some things just happen for the best," he whispered.

Not that it was planned, but he had to bring his two sons Drake and Jamie along with him. Ginny didn't want the kids to stay at home and she didn't want to burden Mr. and Mrs. Weasley with taking care of them. She had done that so many times when Drake was smaller that she even avoided Mrs. Weasley when she volunteered to take the boys off their hands.

He leaned over to kiss her on the forehead, only to be surprised by the kiss of her lips.

"Good morning," Ginny sounded as tired as she felt.

Of course, she had a reason to be. She had just delivered Molly Lillian Potter, the newest addition to the Potter family.

Ginny sat up right in the hospital bed and smiled at Harry in silence.

They did that a lot.

Finally, she spoke again. "Sweetie, where is Drake and James?"

Harry pointed to the couch behind him and there was a huge lumpy comforter that moved around.

"I already dressed Jamie. I'm taking Drake to Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters where he'll be meeting up with Draco."

"Good. Is Jamie going with you?"

"Of course, I'll be really surprised if he doesn't try to sneak on the Hogwarts Express with his brother."

They both laughed.

"Hermione said 'hi'. She said she wanted to stay and continue the conversation but she had a feeling Ron wasn't doing too well with the girls."

They both exchanged a look of amused humor.

"Can you believe that Ron Weasley has six children?"

"Well, he and Hermione claim this is the last one. I figure at the rate they're going they'll be having their eighth child next year."

"Rabbits have nothing on them."

They both laughed again, and a small head peeked out of the comforter.

"Where's Molly?" The little boy asked.

Harry smiled," Jamie, she's sleeping in the baby room. You'll get to see her on our way out." He said that quickly to reassure the little boy's trust. Jamie in ways, acted just like Harry. But then, he could pull a switch and be as playful as Ginny was.

"Jamie, go back to sleep." The blond haired boy peeked out of the comforter. His eyes were closed and didn't look so happy to be awake.

Jamie ignored his big brother and turned back to Ginny and Harry.

"You said you were going to let me hold her!"

"Don't whine," the oldest boy complained. "It's not attractive. Sometimes you can be such a baby." He drawled these words out, with a hint of haughtiness.

Ginny quickly turned to him and slit her eyes," Drake, you never talk to your brother like that. You know that." She hated it when Drake acted like his father.

Changing the subject, Harry cleared his throat," I think I should go ahead and take the boys to see their little sister. Then I need to let Drake meet up with his father."

Before anyone knew it, Ginny was sniffling.

"Oh, don't start!" Harry and his two sons all said this at the same time.

Ginny took the handkerchief from Harry," I just can't help it. It was just yesterday that you were being born and now look at you. You're in your first year and I'm so proud of you."

Ginny started to cry even louder. Harry looked over at the two boys and shrugged.

Maybe this happens to all mothers, he thought. Mrs. Weasley used to act this way. Now Hermione and Ginny are the same.

Harry patted Ginny on the back and coughed.

Drake and Jamie both jumped up and walked quickly over to console their mother. The cough was always the boys' cue when their mother had emotional outbursts. Although, when Ginny would get angry with Harry and he coughed for the boys' help, they would usually desert him with an angry Ginny.

"Mum, I want you to know that I'll try and owl you every day." He tried avoiding Harry's sharp green eyes and continued," I also want to let you know that I really want to be in Gryffindor house like you." He really avoided Harry's eyes that time.

Ginny suddenly stopped crying," Drake, you can choose wherever you want."

"But mum, the other day Valerika said that all bad wizards come from Slytherin. Even Vol-" he stopped and looked at Harry. Harry didn't say anything, so he continued," I don't want to go to a house full of dark wizards. Look at my Grandfather!"

Harry didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say. He never knew that Drake had such strong feelings about Slytherin. He reminded him of his own self when he was under the Sorting Hat.

"Drake dear, let's be sensible. Did you know that Peter Wormtail went to Gryffindor and he was Voldemort's number one supporter? It doesn't matter what house you're in. As long as you owl your Gryffindor mother every chance you get."

Drake smiled. Harry could tell he still wasn't relieved about the house situation.

"Well, give your mother a big hug and Jamie put on your sneakers. I need to let you visit your dad before you go to the Hogwarts Express."

Ginny smothered Drake in a bear hug and he struggled out of her grasp. Jamie didn't struggle when he received his hug from his mother.

Drake kissed her mother on the cheek and smiled shyly. Ginny ruffled his blond hair and then straightened it back up. "Don't get in any fights." She knew that Drake came home with a bloody nose several times for fighting about his father and stepfather.

"Mum, I promise to write you every chance that I get. And I don't want to be in either Slytherin or Gryffindor. I want to be in whichever house my family was."

Ginny patted his head. She hated to admit it, but Drake and James were the spitting images of their fathers.

Drake Malfoy was Ginny's "love child" you could say with Draco Malfoy. At first, it seemed like the right thing to do. Sex. She had given up on Harry and needed a rebound. Draco seemed to be the next best thing to Harry.

Even when Ginny told Draco that she was pregnant, he seemed all too happy about it. There never was a plan for marriage, but Ginny did live with Draco briefly.

The thing that scared her the most about her pregnancy and romance with Draco was that her family would disown her. She was not only dating Lucius Malfoy's son, but she was pregnant and not even thinking about getting married. Things worked out for the best, though. Mrs. Weasley accepted Draco and the unexpected baby with open and loving arms. It did take her brothers a little while to get used to their relationship.

Drake ruffled his hair again and sighed. She knew that Drake hated his blond hair. He often asked when he was smaller why his hair wasn't red like his cousins.

Nevertheless he was handsome at the young age eleven. Let's be honest, he was gorgeous. Strangers she didn't even know would tell her that when she would struggle in a shop with him running around.

Now Drake stood before her with the shoulder-length blond hair that got in the way of his beautiful gray eyes. Eyes he inherited from his grandfather. He was wearing a charcoal turtleneck, black dress pants, and black boots. The necklace of the dragon his uncle had given him was hidden beneath his turtleneck. He never took that necklace off.

Ever since he was able to talk and had seen his first dragon in a picture, he wanted to work with dragons. Ginny thought that was excellent. She hoped he would never fall in his father's footsteps and end up in St. Mungo's for losing his mind.

Jamie pulled his brother's sweater so that they were inches apart from each other's faces. Jamie planted a big kiss on Drake's lips. Drake made a disgusted face and playfully pushed Jamie.

They started play fighting.

"All right, you guys!" Harry picked up Jamie by his waist and grabbed Drake in a pretend chokehold.

"You guys are so violent!" Ginny laughed. If she hadn't just given birth to Molly, she would be wrestling with the both of them.

"All right Ginny, I'm going to take your precious babies away from you. Jamie and I'll come back, hopefully with Ron and his extremely large family." Harry gave Ginny an endearing kiss on the lips, causing Jamie and Drake t gag.

Harry knelt down for Jamie to hop on his back.

"Bye mum!" Both Drake and Jamie yelled with their backs to her.

Harry smiled and thought about how he loved both Jamie and Drake so much. He remembered when he told Ginny he would love her even if she gave birth to a troll. Now he was a father, of two wonderful boys.

As Jamie hummed a song that neither Drake nor Harry knew, Harry thought about how the years had passed.

Jamie's black hair bounced as Harry walked. No matter how much Ginny brushed it, it would always end up messy in the back. Jamie had Harry's green eyes and was small and skinny just like Harry. He was wearing a green shirt that had a rocket on the front; pair of ripped blue jeans, and dirty worn out green tennis shoes.

"Here she is guys, your baby sister." Harry pointed at the third baby in the nursery.

At the present moment, she was asleep and seemed to be enjoying it.

"Dad is she having a good dream?"

"No, that's gas."

"Oh."

No one exactly knew what color Molly's eyes were going to be, but she had Harry's hair and she was extremely tiny. Ginny thought that something was wrong when Molly didn't cry as soon as she had entered the world. But here she was, healthy and sleeping.

"All right, guys. Our time is up; we need to take Drake to his dear old dad."

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Harry sighed as he waited for Drake to arrive and Platform Nine-and-Three Quarters. He and Jamie were both eating ice cream and watching all the people show up with their families.

Harry waved at Penelope Clearwater as she came through the platform with her miniature Quidditch team. The smallest one followed waving at Harry also.

After Jamie finished eating his ice cream, which took him maybe a good thirty minutes, Drake came through the platform with his sister, father, stepmother, and baby brother.

Drake looked up at Draco and Draco looked at Harry.

Harry walked over to them all," Hello, family. How's everything going?"

"Fine, Potter. How about you and Ginny?"

With that comment being said, Pansy looked at Draco with a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

"Fine."

Drake cleared his throat," Dad, can I talk to Harry?"

Draco looked surprised, but then smiled. "Sure you can. We'll be over here waiting."

Drake walked off with Harry and said quietly," Harry, Dad said only the best wizards go to Slytherin. He said that the even the Deputy Headmaster was a former Slytherin and Head of House."

"Well, Drake what school do house do you want to be in?"

Drake looked down at his dress shoes and thought. Harry smiled. Really smart kid. He thought.

"Well," Drake huffed," I don't want to go to Slytherin or Gryffindor."

"Well?" Harry asked smiling.

Drake scratched his head," I want to be in Ravenclaw. They're really smart, I read it somewhere from one of Aunt Hermione's books. Plus, Aunt Penelope went there and she's awfully smart. Smarter than Uncle Percy, anyway. I think I'll ask Headmaster McGonagall to put me in Ravenclaw."

Harry laughed and then leaned over and pointed at Drake's chest.

"It doesn't matter what house you're in. What matters, is if you put this," he poked Drake softly in the chest. "If you put your heart into whatever house you're in, it won't matter. Now, let's go over to your father so you can say good-bye. He has your luggage with him."

They walked over to Draco and his family. Harry made sure he had Jamie by the hand, just in case, he attempted to run away. Jamie had that badly. James Arthur Potter, the great escape artist.

"Well son, this is it. I want you to knock them all out at Hogwarts. Like I know you will. Good luck and steer close to your older sister, she will be able to help you along the way. Right, Lucy?"

Draco smiled at his oldest and turned back to Drake. Harry nodded his head.

"Go ahead, tell your brother sayonara."

The biggest mistake he made was to let go of James' hand.

As Jamie hugged Drake, Harry turned to Draco and Pansy.

"It's good that everyone put their differences aside. We can all live like normal wizards again."

"Yes, I know. I never thought I'd see the day of Potter and me having a decent conversation. It's great to be alive to shake hands."

Draco held out his hand and Harry grabbed it quickly before he knew it. They had never shaken hands. They never once thought about shaking hands. But since they both had something in common, they might as well get along.

"All right Drake, off you get. Lucy, watch over him, okay?"

Drake waved as he stepped on the steps," I'll owl both of you." He said this to Harry and Draco.

"Jamie, say goodbye to your brother." Harry looked down and smiled at...nothing.

"Bye daddy!" Jamie yelled from a cart window, being held up by his cousin Peter Weasley.

Harry shook his head," Drake, can you help me?"

"No problem, dad."

Harry hadn't paid attention to what Drake said until he was seated on the train with some of his cousins."

Harry now held Jamie on his waist," Well, I'm going over to talk to your aunt and uncle. You'll be good?"

Drake nodded his head.

Harry looked at him one last time and gave Draco the honor of telling his soon goodbye last. After all, Draco was his father. Harry looked at Jamie.

"Jamie, you've gotta' stop disappearing like that."

"Daddy, what do you expect? I'm a wizard!"