New Beginnings

Author's Note: Hey all, sorry for the delay in updating. I'm dealing with some health issues so I haven't had much energy to write as of late. This is a short chapter; there's only 2 or 3 more chapters left in this story. Then Part 2.
Enjoy!

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Blaise and Blythe came over a week later to meet Tylinn Grace, they wanted to give the new parents plenty of time to get used to having a baby in the house and bond as a family.



"We would like to introduce you to your niece, Tylinn Grace Rosier Malfoy". Draco handed the infant to Blythe.



"She's beautiful. Look at those eyes,” she cooed as she walked over to the sofa and sat down with Hermione.



Blaise looked at Draco, "Rosier Malfoy?"



"She's a Malfoy and so am I. I want her to know that I'm proud of that so she can be, too." Blaise just smiled. "I'm looking forward to sending her grandpa pictures of the next generation of Malfoys."



"Really?"



"Yeah, he was very excited when I told him that we were expecting." Blaise looked at him, completely shocked. "I know, Lucius being excited about his half-blood grandchild; shocking to say the very least. I told you that he's changed."



"No shite…"



Blythe stared at the infant in awe as she lay in her lap.



"You've done really good, Mia. She's breathtaking; you two make beautiful babies… So when are you going for round two?"



"Hello? I just had this one, can you give me a little bit of recovery time, please…" Blythe laughed.



"Seriously, Love, how was it? Are you ok?"



"Surprisingly, yes. The water birth was…I don't even know how to explain it. It was just...right. We videoed the whole thing but we haven't watched it yet. All I can tell you of what I remember, vividly, is that I've never felt so connected to Draco in my life, and for us, that is saying a lot." Blythe nodded; then a serious look came across her face.



"Umm, Mia, I know this may sound awkward and I'll understand if you aren't comfortable with it, but… well…would I be able to watch the video with you sometime? I mean, you look wonderful, no magic, no drugs…Hell, no makeup…"



"Thank you."



"And this one, she's so calm and relaxed, I've never seem a newborn so calm. How is she doing? Is she nursing ok? Is she sleeping?"



"She's doing wonderfully. She has a good appetite; she sleeps well, about 3 hours or so at a time. When she needs to nurse at night, I bring her into bed with us; it seems to comfort her to have both of us there. We don't turn on the lights; we snuggle together while she nurses so she can bond with Mummy and Daddy. When she starts to fall asleep, Draco takes her so she can fall asleep on his chest. It's become a little ritual for us and it's really comforting for us and her. We’re really lucky."



"I'm so happy for the two of you." Blythe smiled at Hermione and cleared her throat, "Umm, Mia, you know that Blaise and I are trying to have another child and this whole hydro-birth thing sounds like it was such a wonderful experience for both of you. I may want to do it as well. Oh! What about Blaise?" Hermione looked up from Tylinn.



"What about him?"



"Can he watch the video, too?" Hermione blushed at bit.



"It's going to be a bit embarrassing for me, but yes, of course he can, he's your husband and he would be an integral part of the experience. Truth be told, Draco was amazing, I never could have imagined an experience so life altering. Not just this little blessing; the connection between us…it was profound. I really don't know how to explain it. You'll just have to see it to understand. Honestly, you may want to watch it once with me or me and Draco first before watching it with Blaise. That way you can ask us questions and stuff before Blaise sees it." Blythe nodded in agreement.



"Mia, don't take this the wrong way but, I'm really envious." Hermione looked at her, confused. "As wonderful as it was having Chloe and having Blaise and Draco as my coaches, St. Mungo's just doesn't hold a candle to being at home. What made you think of doing a home birth?" Tylinn started to fuss so Blythe handed her back her mum. Hermione leaned back against the arm of the sofa, resting Tylinn on her chest.



"I knew I couldn't have her at St. Mungo's, and I didn't like the idea of having her at a muggle hospital, it was too sterile and impersonal. I liked the idea of having a midwife and then my research just blossomed from there. I was afraid that Draco won't be receptive to the idea but once I showed him some videos and explained everything, he loved it. It really surprised me. I was just hoping he would 'think about it', and it would take me a couple of weeks to convince him but he watched the video and said yes."



"Really?" Hermione nodded. "Hmmm… Maybe Blaise will actually consider it after watching your video."



"It's possible…Blythe, I know Draco was present for Chloe's birth, I hope I didn't hurt your feelings by not asking you and Blaise to be present for Tylinn’s birth."



"Mia, stop… A birth experience is very personal; don't worry about anyone or anything but what is best for you."

"Thanks, Blythe."



Draco and Blaise came over to the sofa and sat down on the floor next to their respective wives. "Hi Beautiful Ladies.



So, Blythe, what do you think of Princess Tylinn?"



"She's amazing, Draco… Congratulations Daddy." Draco just beamed. "I've never seen you so happy."

"I've never been this happy, ever." Draco took Hermione's hand and kissed it lovingly before resting his head against her. Blaise rests his head against Blythe, smiling. Seeing Draco and Hermione so happy warmed his heart. They both had been through so much, if two people deserved 'happily ever after' (as Blythe put it), they did.



Tylinn started to fuss again, Hermione started to get up. “Excuse me, guys, I think the princess needs to be changed.”



“Hera, you stay there, I’ve got her.” He had their little girl in his arms before Hermione could object. Blythe and Blaise watched in awe as Draco doted on the little girl. He was truly born to be a father. Blaise looked at Hermione and smiled then nudged his wife; her eyes began to well up as she watched her husband and daughter.



“I know how she feels,” she whispered in Blaise’s eyes. “That’s how I feel every time I see you with Chloe.” For the first time in a very long time, Blaise felt his cheeks getting warm. He gently pulled her to him and kissed her gently on the lips.



“Gods, how can you still do that to me after all these years?”



Blythe smiled, “I got skillz, Zabini.” Blaise laughed and deepened their kiss.



Draco turned around and looked from his ‘brother and sister’ to his smiling wife and back to them.



“Hey, you two, innocent child in the room, do you mind?” The joking tone in his voice was more than obvious.



“What? You haven’t told her where she’s come from yet? And here we thought you were going to be ‘progressive parents’.” Draco rolled his eyes and came over and sat on the floor again. Tylinn was snuggled just under his chin, without even thinking about it, he had pulled out one of the baby blankets from the change table drawer and covered her with it.



“And I’m sure that you’ve already had that discussion with Chloe, right?”



“No need to. She’s not going to be interested in boys.”



“So she’s going to be into girls?”



Blythe and Hermione couldn’t help but laugh at the hole that Blaise was digging for himself.



“No, she’s going to be a professor at Hogwarts.”



“You really are oblivious, ‘dear brother’. You didn’t know that more than half of the staff members were also members of the WWALS (Wizards and Witches Alternate Love Society).”



Blaise was completely gobsmacked. “No, D, seriously.”



“Seriously. The rainbow wands on their classroom doors didn’t clue you in?”



“How did I miss this?”



“It wasn’t just the professors, ya know. Did you ever wonder why Crabbe and Goyle were ALWAYS together? Do you really think it was because of their lack of intelligence and love of ‘food’?



“Now that’s just disgusting.”



Draco let a hearty belly laugh that made Tylinn let out a tiny groan and rub her face. He snickered, “Sorry, little one.” He kissed her head. “Ok everyone, who’s ready for lunch?”



“You cooked too?”



“Of course I cooked. Nothing fancy, just a quick toss together brunch. Come on.”



The couples ate lunch while Tylinn slept in the bassinet in the living room. Shortly after they ate, Blaise and Blythe had to depart in order to pick up Chloe from a birthday party.



“I will stop by later in the week, ok?”



“That would be lovely.” Hermione said. They all exchanged hugs and the Zabinis took the floo to Chloe’s location.



“Ok, my beautiful wife, you need to take a nap.”



“I’m fine.” Hermione said, as she tried to stifle a yawn. Draco smiled and shook his head; he was going to have to take this from a different angle.



“Well, I’m tired, I was going to take a nap here on the couch; I was hoping you might want to snuggle with me but I guess not.”



“Oh, well, if you’re gonna lie down, I can keep you company if you’d like.” She smiled, sheepishly.



“I’d like that, Love.” He kissed her gently on the lips and pointed his wand at the sofa, making it large enough to accommodate the two of them. His hand grazed the side of her breast; Hermione gasped softly. They eased themselves down onto the sofa as they began to kiss.



“Merlin, I love kissing you.” Draco’s kisses moved down her neck and across her collarbone. Hermione whimpered as his nibble fingers unbuttoned her top and unfastened her bra. He caressed her breasts, making her moan. Draco looked up and winked at her before he took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.



“Oh Gods…” Hermione could feel the warmth growing at her core. “Draco, we’re going to wake the baby.”



He smiled as he kissed down her belly and slid her pants off. “We won’t if you can be quiet.” He handed her one of Tylinn’s blankets that was lying on the back of the sofa. Hermione balled up the blanket and covered her mouth as Draco began to place warm kisses on her inner thighs. He slid his hands under her bum, and brought her warm, wet pussy to his mouth. He traced her folds with his tongue. He looked up at her, and smiled devilishly. “Gods, I love worshipping your pussy.” Hermione whimpered as she rocked her hips in time with his fingers



“What does my girl want?”



“I…I want you… please.”



“How…tell me what you want, Hera?”



“I…I want you inside me.” Draco smiled and slid down his gym pants. He groaned when he felt Hermione’s warm, wet folds against his cock. He looked deep into her eyes as he teased her, pressing against her clit. Hermione was trembling as she pressed against him, hungry for more. He kissed her deeply as he entered her, slowly. The kiss stifled her moan as she pressed her heels against his bum, trying to take him deeper. He looked into her eyes as his thrusts became harder, deeper. Hermione was gasping for air as she began to tremble.



“That’s it, Hera Love, come for me.” Draco tilted his hips, putting additional friction on her clit. Hermione arched into him as her orgasm consumed her. She moaned softly as she rode the waves of ecstasy. Draco buried his face in the crook of her neck and thrust into her harder and harder. He knew he was about to lose control; her pussy was nearly choking his cock and he loved it. He growled as his muscles tightened; it felt like his whole body was on fire as he emptied his seed into her.



“Gods, Hera, you’re amazing.” He kissed her deeply as he thrust into her slowly. Hermione whimpered and held him tight. When Draco pulled back, he could see tears in her eyes. “What, Love? Why the tears?” She smiled weakly.



“Hormones, I guess.” He looked at her, with a doubt filled look. Hermione began to blush. “It’s just that…I was reading in this new moms’ forum about how as the child grows, couple’s fall into the parent role and forget about each other. Every time we make love, I can’t help but wonder if we’re going to start to lose each other soon.” Her tears were trickling into her hair; she bit her lower lip nervously.



Draco looked into his wife’s eyes; he could see so much fear and uncertainty. Sometimes, she could be the strongest woman he had ever met. Other times, like now, she was simply a scared girl that desperately needed to feel loved. She knew he loved her but her fear of losing him, in any way, threatened to consume her at times. He ran his thumb across her mouth; she kissed it.



“My beautiful Hera, why do you let the words of strangers upset you so much?” She shrugged, sadly. “We’ve overcome years of horrible history, a whirlwind courtship including finding out about our wonderful, blessed little ‘oops’, the wedding of our dreams, and all of this. Do you really think that I’m going to let your worrying or some stupid whiny bints on a forum mess up what we have? Tylinn may be our baby but you’ll always be my Baby Girl.” He said with a warm smile. “And, Baby Girl, I plan on jumping your bones until our bones are too brittle to risk contact.”



Hermione giggled and blushed. “Hermione Malfoy, I love that we made that little miracle over there and I look forward to making many more but what I love even more is being your husband. I will never let being a father overshadow our relationship. You are my home, Hera, the home I’ve always prayed for; that’s not something I will ever forget. I thank the Lord and Lady ever day for this life that we’ve built together.”



Hermione reached up and touched his face, and smiled. “Draco, how do you always do that?”



“Do what, Love?”



“Make me love you even more just by saying a few words.”



“It’s what I do, my sweet.”



Draco moved so he could cuddle Hermione in his arms. They drifted off for about forty minutes then Tylinn woke up for her lunch. Draco brought her on the sofa with them, she nursed and fell back to sleep once her tummy was full. Draco and Hermione took her upstairs and placed her in her crib then they headed to bed themselves. As good as Tylinn was, they were still sleep deprived parents and it was always a good idea to catch a nap when she was napping.