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He have a favourite phrase, a phrase that would get anything he wanted. "Dray, I want it", the omega said already getting the stuff that he wanted and put it in their shopping carts. Harry Potter now Potter-Malfoy said to his husband when they went shopping at Star-Stitcher's Nook, purchasing handmade, enchanted tree-toppers and garlands, as well as festive decorations and accessories in celebration for the Christmas season.
After buying Christmas ornaments in preparation for Christmas day, Harry and Draco went to Wand-Waver's Nursery to buy layettes for their unborn children. Three. Yes. Three bloody children are inside of him right now and being 14 weeks heavily pregnant, everything feels more intense. He has been more sassier, sharp-tongued and being more brash this past few weeks.
Harry has also been more overprotective over his husband, the omega has been wafting his pheromone on his husband making sure that Draco smells like him, or marking his husband with hickeys around his neck, and torso, wanting to make everyone known that his alpha,
Lately, Draco noticed that his wife, has been really clingy to him, his omega has been wrapping his hands around him, locking around his arms as if harry is thinking that his husband, Draco, will leave him so the omega refuse to leave an inch of space between them.
As they navigate there way through the market, movements of vertical sea of pointed hats can be seen filling the streets, wizard of different ages occasionally looking down at several stalls of ancient scrolls or magical potions. The smell of ancient parchments, dried herbs and fresh edibles clung to different robes in the square.
When the couple was about to head back to their carriage Harry locked eyes with an item he wanted to buy ever since its release, in a emproium called Pixie-Dust Playpen, he saw the Phoenix-Feather Quill, a quill made from a living phoenix without harming the sacred creature and its used for translating any language you wishes and the quill doesn’t need any ink for it to write.
The omega, stopped his movement and grab his alphas hand and pulled the alpha with him inside the store. A faint rings of bells can be heard as the omega open the entrance of the store. Harry then starts to seek for the quill that captured his attention.
"Welcome, I'll be there in a moment", the shopkeeper exclaimed while being on the top of the ladder, not bothering looking down on her potential customer as her focus are fixed on her wand, waving gracefully, from the tip of her wand an iridescent energy flowed like a conductor's baton, orchestrating a dance of floating products as they tucked themselves into designated spot.
Left with themselves in the shop, Harry went to the counter and saw a transparent bell jar and inside it was that sits on a cushioned based, but the quill didn't rest on the cushion but hover vertically, slowly but surely rotating. As the quill spins, it leaves a faint, glowing inkly-trails in the air that slowly vanish after a few seconds.
"I want it", Harry said as his eyes sparkle, slightly leaning towards the counter, he then turned to meet his alpha’s eyes and said, "Dray, Can we get it?" Who is Draco to say no to his omega? Draco then smiled to Harry, "Anything for you love" As the word leaves Draco’s mouth, the omega hugged the alpha and kiss the alphas cheek.
"Harry, love, you saw the phoenix-feather quill outside the emporium through the gaps of moving robes? Are you really that desperate to get this petty quill?" Draco teased his omega and a cold glared can be seen in his omegas eyes and huff. "Petty quill? Looks like my precious dragon doesn’t have any standard when using his quills. Oh wait, right, you never wrote anything meaningful in your entire life, right dray? Such pity.", Harry said in return, while shoving the remaining bags he have in his arms to his husband.
Draco smiled at his wife, admitted his defeat and grab the shopping bag and stuff it in his arms, looks like there’ll be another shopping bag added, Draco thinks, smiling at his wife while waiting for the shopkeeper to entertain them.
"Sorry for the wait young lads", the shopkeeper said to the couple as she step down to the last rung of the ladder, and walk to the counter while she looks at her customers with a smile. "We would like to buy this limited edition quill" The omega said with delight while Draco took a pouch of money in his pocket, carefully, trying not to let their previous purchased to fall in his hold.
"A marvellous pick! This is the last of our stock, quills pretty popular this days.", The shopkeeper chimes while carefully opening the bell jar and picks up the Phoenix-Feather Quill that the omega purchased and placed it in a protective inner pouch before putting it into a larger pouch and carefully placed the purchased good in an appropriate sized bag fitted for the quill.
"There you go, lads. Thank you for stoppin' by the Pixie-Dust Playpen, a little bit of magic from your purchased good take you home with a smile with you.", The shopkeeper spoke with joy then gave the bag to the omega while smiling.
After getting the purchased quill, harry smiled in return, contented with his purchase, Draco smiled looking at his omega contented, looking so pretty with his purchase. The shopkeeper notices the way the couples eyes look at each other with such tender adoration and took the opportunity to asked, she quickly leaned against the counter, a mischievous glint in her eyes and said, "Will there be anything else for you today, sir? Seems like your pregnant omega hasn't got his fill of satisfactory yet, we got more items that would match you're purchased item, you both can browse the shop."
Draco look at the shopkeepers mischievous smile with a deadpan face, a pregnant silence stretched between the two of them as the alpha looked at the shopkeeper, while his wife have already made his jolly way across the shelves looking for something to buy, like a hawk scouting for prey.
The omega only got one bag with him from the quill they bought while the alpha seems to be holding some of their shopping bags, which is too lacking if you'd asked the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper foreign ignorance over a literal mountain of bags that Draco could barely hold, from his shoulder to his arms down to his hands.
"Dray, should we get this?", the omega said while holding a silk robe in his right hand and a small box in his left hand. The shopkeeper sparkled at the sight of the omega while Draco only smiled at his wife, "Anything you want, my love" and with that another hefty purchase have made, making the shopkeeper labelled the couple (more like the wife only) as " The Golden-Spender".
The shopkeeper told the couple that if they ever go back to the store, they'll have a 20% discount for everything that they've bought as a token of gratitude. It might be a generous gesture but the couple know the fact that in a store where a single quill, a small box "pocket-dimension", and a silk robes of mystery could cost a small fortune. Having a regular for the shopkeeper was worth the weight in enchanted gold.
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"What do you want to eat? Treacle tart?", Draco asked.
"Can we still buy any at this hour? Harry asked in response to his husbands' question.
"Don't worry, Love, I'll bake, we got the ingredients, yeah?
Harry got startled as he heard his husband would bake his favourite dessert, he had rarely seen Draco cook, let alone bake. But he liked the idea of his husband baking his favourite dessert for him and nodded with excitement forgetting about the pain he have in his abdomen.
It was 2 in the bloody morning when Harry was woken up with a sharp tugging sensational in his abdomen and after a half an hour of agonizing and uncomfortable pain, it somehow stop. He can't seem to back to sleep and tried to get up from the bed, but failed horribly as the pain decided to come back.
A suddenly scream can be heard from the omega that woke the alpha up from his slumber. The alpha then helped his wife from his struggles and now they're both seated on the bed, then a sudden growl can be heard from the omegas stomach.
And now Harry is sitting in one of their countertop kitchen chair near their kitchen isle where he can see Draco mixing all-purpose flour, cold butter, confectioner's sugar, salt, cold egg yolk, cold heavy cream and pure vanilla extract, that the couple had bought last week in a muggle baking store, in a bowl. He then transfer it to a fluted tart pan and blind baked the crust.
While waiting for the crust to golden, Draco took another bowl and made the filling, mixing golden syrup, fresh bread crumbs that Draco crumbles into small pieces moment ago, lemon zest, lemon juice and vanilla extract until well combined.
After mixing the filling and setting it aside, Draco noted that the crust has started to looked golden but not yet ready to be taken out of the oven. He notice that Harry has fallen asleep while waiting for the tart to be made, Draco decided to head towards his sleeping mate and carried his pregnant wife to their shared bedroom and let the omega rest.
After kissing his wife a good night kiss he got back to the kitchen, baking his wife's favourite treat.
Harry woke up and realized that he is no longer sitting in the kitchen aisle but rather laying in his bedroom. After contemplating whether to get up in the bed himself or with the help of his husband. Draco opened the door and enter their bedroom. The moment the door creaked open, fragrance of deep, golden syrup and bright lemon zest clings to his husbands clothes and in the air that surrounds them.
"Good morning love, rest well?", Draco asked while helping his pregnant omega to stand up. Harry yawn and replied "Yes, I have, is that Treacle Tart?" Draco nodded and smile at him, which made the omega's eyes sparkled and mouth watered, his stomach also made a growling noise which made the couple laugh.
Walking to the kitchen filled with the aroma he adored, Harry saw a sliced Treacle Tart sat on the counter, its golden crust inviting to be savoured with a dollop of clotted cream on top of the tart. Harry was sure not to regret marrying this ferret dragon.
Draco helped Harry sit on the counter table and asked if he wants a hot chocolate cup to which harry replied with "Not to sweet", after answering the omega started to dig in. As the omega started to take a bite of the tart the cold cream melted against his mouth while the tart have an intense but comforting golden syrup and lemony taste with a hint of butterscotch-like flavour.
Just like what he wanted, Harry thinks.
Draco placed the hot chocolate cup near the tart, "Should we start decorating the house?" Draco asked, sitting down next to harry. Harry took another slice and lift the spoon directly at Draco, spoon feeding him, Draco took a bit and Harry looked delighted and answered, "We Definitely need to, Christmas is around the corner and I also have to organize the items we purchased yesterday."
"Speaking of purchased, what are you going to do with the unnecessary items you've bought?", Draco asked, rising one eyebrow. "Unnecessary?", Harry stop eating midway, spoon at hand, glaring to his husband. "I have never bought anything unnecessary, Dray", Harry
"Really? Then please, m'lady, can you do explain why we need another silk robes, we already have a hundred of different types of robes, from cashmere-goats wool robes, spun-silver velvet robes, phoenix-down flannel robe, and many more. We bought around 12 silk robes yesterday. Mind explaining why we need more robes" Draco probed.
"The dragon-hide suede robe, also known as the protective robe is spill-proof and scruff resistance, dray, I may clumsily spill my drink or lose footing when munching on my food, the robe simply bead up and roll of without leaving a stain, I wont have anything to worry about ruining the clothes you've bought me" Harry defend himself, and took a bite of the tart.
"How about the music box we bought at Harmonia's Hallow?"
"My sweet dragon, its a future investment to our unborn children, its a musical artifacts to soothe our children to sleep, it is a blessing for us to buy it. I've read on a book that infants can be quite loud and messy during the night, and we might have a sleepless nights brining them to sleep, so I decided that we should bought the music box, to a peaceful and quite night in the future"
"The cushion from Slumbering Kneazle?"
"It's for me and our baby, They provide instant support to my lower back, the bump in my stomach, and my hips. I feel more in ease since the pain was more bearable whenever I have it in my back"
"Isn’t it you're fault that you got me pregnant? Deal with the consequence, Stupid Dragon"
Draco sighed in defeat, knowing damn well that he could never win over his wife
"Okay, fine, fine. You win, love. None of them we're unnecessary, I get that you've plan ahead for our children but inform me if you want to buy the whole store, my love, I can barely manage to hold all the shopping bags that we have, whether we're wandering through the muggle streets or navigating the crowded market concourse."
"Tell me if you ever want more stuff to buy and I'll bring the car for you, darling, I know you love commuting you way through various store, but you also have to look after you poor husband.", Draco joked, taking his wife's spoon and took a bite of the tart
That made Harry chuckled.
"Fine, I will tell you if I want to have a shopping spree", Harry said still chuckling.
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"Dray?"
"Yes, My love?"
"I can't found the Christmas star, did we forgot to buy it?", the omega asked the alpha, worried expression plastered in his face, his head searching for the Christmas garland, wand at hand, swishing and flicking through the bags that was scattered at the floor of their living room.
There’s only 3 more weeks before Christmas and the omega has started decorating their living room.
The living room was starting to look like a cozy Christmas. Matching ribbons of brown velvet bows was tied on specific points of the banister of the staircase with layered greenery that drape down the railing and onto the floor, which adds a lush, oversized look.
The couch cover was changed to a dark beige pair with a white and cream sheets, with pillows of different shades of red and white perfectly resting on top of the couch and caramel fur blanket drapes over the thick wool carpet.
Near the couch was the Christmas tree and the scattered bag of garlands.
The room was a masterpiece, Draco thinks. But for Harry, it looks like a disaster. He feels disappointed at himself and tears started to fall in his eyes. He stood there amidst the sea of scattered shopping bag, his hands drops but the floating garlands stayed afloat.
Draco saw his wife weeping and walk towards him, "Why the tears love?", Draco asked, lifting his wife's chin with his thumb and forefinger, brushing the tears in his wife's cheek.
"Nothing seems to work this days, I keep on forgetting where I put my wand, or the cushion we just bought 2 weeks ago, and now I can't seem to find the Christmas star that was supposed to be the reason we went out", Harry cried out.
Draco hugged his wife, whispering comfortable words to soothe his wife’s mood, "I'll help you find it, love, dried out those tears", Draco kissed Harry's cheeks which made the omega blush and smiled.
"Thank you, Dray"
"Are you sure you don't want to rest? You've been standing for quite some time now, you have to take it easy, Love", Draco worriedly said, wand at hand, organising the scattered bag on the floor. "Dray, I’m not a glass that would break, I might be pregnant but I can still do simple things like decorating our Christmas tree", Harry counterattack.
"I know, I know, I'm just worried about you and our unborn children, if you excessively use your energy, you would get tired easily", Draco explained.
Draco organize the shopping bags on the top of the table near the couch while Harry is hanging out ornaments on the Christmas tree, velvet red ribbons tucked into the branches with golden baubles with different size all around the tree. Christmas lights of gold and red woven deeply into the branches of the tree which create a soft glow.
When Harry was about to put the last baubles at the bottom of the tree, he accidentally swayed the tree harder than the last time which made something drop. Both Harry and Draco looked at the object that fell on the floor, looked at each other and laugh. There at the floor was a small bag with varies types of Christmas garlands scattered at the floor and the Christmas star that the omega was trying hard to find.
"Seems like I forgot to cleaned the corner of our living room before I placed the Christmas tree", Harry let out a small laugh and hanged the Christmas star with his wand.
Draco was behind him, hugging the omega as he cast his magic, levitating the Christmas star and place it on top of the Christmas tree. The omega smile, contented with his work.
The alpha let out a chuckle, "More like, you need to cleaned the messy shopping bag you've decided to shoved at the corner of our living room before you try to decorate the whole living room. What would you do with me?", the alpha shakes his head, teasing the omega, knowing damn well that the omega has been so excited to decorate the Christmas tree that he forgot to clean the living room.
"But I have you, you'll clean for me right", the omega turned his head, looking at his husband with pleading eyes.
Draco smiled, "Of course, my love, I will."
"Should we get something to eat? I’m hungry, well more likely your children are hungry", Harry withdraw from the hug and grab Draco's hand, leading him to their kitchen.
"Mhm, What do you want to eat, my love?" The alpha asked, letting the omega dragged him to the kitchen. "I'm craving anything with apples in it, Apple Pie, Caramel Apple Nachos, Cinnamon baked Apples, anything", The omega replied, already thinking how to finish eating the desserts he suggested.
"Shall we order, my love? Another visits to Miranda’s Delight?"
"I love you, my dragon", was the only thing the omega said before he placed his arms to his husbands neck and his lips to Draco's, kissing his husband softly.
Harry was the one who broke the kiss, looking at his husband.
The omega smiled, happy with his husband’s suggestion.
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After a heated night, the omega was the first one to wake up, opening his eyes, he felt his husband moved. While they’re tangle on each other touch, Draco's hand gently made their way on his wife’s baby bump,
"Happy Christmas eve, My love"
"Happy Christmas eve, My Dragon"
Draco gently rub Harry's belly while whispering a Happy Christmas eve to their unborn children and kiss his mate. Making the omega blushes, smiling at his mate.
A narrow silver of pristine white snow appears through the small gap passes through the opening of the curtain. Its Christmas eve and both Harry and Draco have been laying in their bed, contented with their shared warmth, breathing stable, inhaling each others pheromones.
After a comfortable silence between the two, Harry was the first one to break the silence
"Dray, Can we not do anything right now? Just lay down here with me."
"Didn't we agree to buy groceries since you want to eat Mince Pie or something, the one you saw on your muggle stuff"
"You mean a cellphone." The omega chuckles, he had already taught Draco about non-wizard stuff but it seems that his husband still forgot some things.
"The only reason I'm craving mince pies was because I've saw someone online adding fresh cooking apples to the pie and it got be craving for it, you do know that someone has been craving apples and that someone is certainly not me" The omega huffed, wanting to rest and lay in bed, but also want to eat his husbands’ homemade desserts. "Certainly no doubt, these children are indeed mine" Draco smiled at his wife. Harry side eyed his husband, he and his obsession with apples, the omega thinks.
"30 more minutes and let's go shopping? Gosh I’m already hungry at your homemade dessert later", the omega said, closing his eyes and trying to sleep again. "You don't want my dessert right now?", Draco smirk, pressing his lower half at his wife, which made the omega shot his eyes opened and looked at his husband.
"Dray I'm tired." The omega was tired, they just made love yesterday and it took his entire energy away, he love having sex with his husband but these days, he just wasn't in the mood, they only did that yesterday because of his husbands pleading.
"And I'm in the mood", The alpha embrace his omega, careful not to harm their unborn children.
"I said NO!"
"Thank you for shopping", the shopkeeper said smiling at the omega, and the omega smiled back while shoving the shopping bag at his alpha. The shopkeeper looked at the alpha then the omega, still smiling, the shopkeeper then looked at the vivid, hand shaped welt was blooming across his cheeks, pulsing against his pale skin. Just what had happened for that bright red mark to appear there. The shopkeeper worried but keep her composure.
"Happy Christmas Eve" The shopkeeper said as the couple exited at her humble store. The shopkeeper only wishes for the omega to forgive his alpha, It’s Christmas Eve after all.
After going home the omega slumps at the sofa, waiting for his husband. Draco just promised him that he will bake every desserts that the omega craves as way to apologies to his behaviour yesterday and did the omega agree? Yes, he did.
The alpha knows that the omega has a weakness on his home-made desserts and took it in his advantage. That ferret
Draco is in the kitchen, finding the perfect recipe for his pregnant wife. Baking was never his hobby, sure he can cook, here and there, but the omega was always the one cooking and baking. But once his wife got pregnant his overprotectiveness skyrocketed. Not wanting his omega to get hurt by sharp knifes or boiling water, or anything hot the alpha decided to take over the cooking and baking and let the omega rest easy.
And now, since he needs to earn his omega's forgiveness he decided to bought a book about skills and tricks about baking. He will earn that forgiveness no matter what He had already baked 2 desserts, Mince Pies and Apple and Blackberry Crumble, he placed them on the fridge just a minute ago to let it chill.
"Love" The alpha called.
No one answered, the alpha called again.
Still no one answered, While waiting for the third dessert to finish baking the alpha looked for his wife and saw him on their sofa, asleep, the alpha smiled when he saw his omega covered by his coat, embraced by the alpha pheromones.
The alpha got closed to his wife and kiss his temple. Then went back to the kitchen to continue baking, while thinking about what to eat for dinner. The alpha didn't even notice that he was humming while reading the instruction on the forth dessert he wants to bake.
Draco didn't know that Harry was actually awake but didn't want to move from the warmth embrace of the alphas coat, he never answered, pretending to be asleep. The omega smiled, he is genuinely happy to have an alpha like Draco.
"How I love your father", the omega whispered, smiling, and closing his eyes again, letting Draco's singing lull him to sleep.
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Christmas just began, snow falls on the land of Britain, covering the world with its cold and comfortable embrace. The omega was the first one to wake up, he looked at his mate, smiling at Draco's sleeping face, he comes closed to his husband face, closed his eyes and give his husband a soft kissed.
"Happy Christmas, My sweet Dragon"
"Happy Christmas, My love, and Good morning to you too", the omega withdrew, surprised to see that his husband was awake all along. "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?", the omega asked. "Well I was, until someone decided to break me free from my slumber with the sweet kiss", the alpha said while kissing his wife.
The alpha broke the kiss and asked "What do you want to do this Christmas?", which the omega replied with something that the alpha already knows.
"Should we go shopping?"
"I'll get the car"
Draco chuckled
The Draco Malfoy, belongs to only one omega, belongs to Harry Potter-Malfoy.
"Whatever he wants he gets" That’s what Draco Malfoy promised to his wife.
As an omega who lived a life of sheer, glittering indulgence, Harry James Potter-Malfoy had long ago forgotten the meaning of the word "want." His world was a curated collection of rare jewels, designer silks, and luxuries so obscure he hadn't even thought to ask for them before they appeared.
Behind this mountain of opulence stood the singular force of his husband’s devotion; Draco Lucius Malfoy moved through the world with one purpose: to manifest his wife's every fleeting whim into reality.
Draco’s response remained as constant and unwavering as the stars. He would look upon Harry with a gaze of pure, focused adoration and whisper the only promise that ever mattered: “Anything for you, My Love.”