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"Harry James Potter!"

The brunette in question stopped dead in his tracks. It was rarely if ever good when Draco called him by his full name. Harry looked over to look at Draco and smiled widely at the blond, but Draco merely placed his hands on his hips and glared at the brunette.

"Could you at least try to act older than our two year old son, Potter?"

Harry smiled and lifted their son, Damien Orion Potter, into his arms before he walked over to the blond. He gave Draco a small kiss before he set Damien down and told him to go ahead to the bathroom.

The brunette encircled Draco's waist with his arms and pulled the blond closer. Draco's slight baby bump kept Harry from pulling him too close. Harry kissed Draco softly before resting his forehead on the blond's.

"I don't know. Can I, Potter?"

Draco rolled his eyes, but leaned forwards again to kiss Harry. They pulled apart not long after and Harry placed his hands on Draco's stomach. He crouched down and placed a small kiss on his husbands bulging belly.

"Hey little guy. How are you doing today?"

Draco smiled down at Harry and placed a hand in his husbands dark brown hair. He had always loved the fact that Damien had inherited Harry's hair while he got Draco's gray eyes and features. The little guy was the perfect mixture of both him and Harry.

"Your son and I are doing good, but don't change the subject. Oh and don't forget Damien is waiting for you to wash him before dinner with my parents."

Harry stood back up and kissed Draco again.

"Don't worry I didn't forget. How could I? Your father will probably cross examine me again for knocking you up a second time."

Draco laughed at the face his husband made as he remembered his first 'cross examination' as he called them. A sudden thud behind them made them both turn around to the bathroom. In the doorway lay Damien. It looked like the little guy had tripped over his own feet and he was now lying on the floor crying softly.

Harry quickly walked over to his son and lifted him up into his arms. He rocked him lightly and kissed the top of his head. After a short while Damien stopped crying and stretched his arms out to Draco. The blond smiled warmly at his son and took him from Harry.

"Sweetheart you need to be more careful, okay? Can you promise me that?"

Damien smiled a teary smile that showed the few teeth he had. He snuggled into his 'mummy's' chest and nodded slightly.

"I p'omise."

Draco smiled down at Damien before he gave him back to Harry.

"You and Daddy go and wash up. Grandma and Grandpa will be here any second now."

Damien nodded again and smiled sweetly at his daddy. Draco waved at his son as he watched the two most important people in his life walk over to the bathroom. Soon to be three, Draco reminded himself as he placed both of his hands on his six month baby bump.

The laughter from the bathroom pulled Draco from his place on the terrace and he walked into the house closing the terrace doors behind him. He walked over to the bathroom and saw Damien sitting in his miniature bathtub as Harry bathed him.

The small brunette kept splashing the water and laughed as it landed all over his daddy. Draco smiled at the sight. Sometimes even now the blond could barely believe that he and Harry were together, married and had a child with a second on the way.

His life was perfect.

A/N: That's it! The end! Das Ende! El fin! And in all the other languages I don't know! Hope you like it!