Harry nodded looking at Draco and smiled through his tears. "I love you. I love you all so much. I'm so sorry."

"Stop apologizing, son. The past is the past. We all make mistakes; we could all do something different. It's all okay now." Harry nodded.

The family of three caught up for several hours.

"Where are Sirius and Remus? Ron and Hermione?"

"We agreed that it would be best if they didn't come today. They're planning on coming tomorrow." Lily said, she hadn't stopped running her hand through Harry's hair. "Unfortunately, Maria is not able to get out of school. She's taking her NEWTS. She's out in a week, however."

Harry nodded. "How is Teddy?"

"He's eleven now. He's attending Hogwarts next year." James informed.

"Ron and Hermione have two children." Lily began. "Rose is five and Hugo is three."

"They finally got married? Thank God." Harry chuckled.

"Ginny married Neville. They have three children." Lily hesitated here. "Alexander turns nine in a few months, Desirae is four and Rachel is three."

"Nine?" Harry asked. "But..."

"Yeah." James said.

"What?" Draco asked.

James cleared his throat. "Uhm well."

"Draco, when I was high you know how I said I would have unprotected sex with you?" Draco nodded. "That wasn't a new thing. When I was with Ginny I did too. I guess one time, she conceived. Wow. Fuck." Harry said. "Does she hate me?"

"You had unprotected sex?" Lily exclaimed.

"Only with Draco and Ginny. I wasn't a total idiot." Harry rolled his eyes. "Does Ginny hate me?"

"Does she want child support? We can pay child support." Draco said.

"No, she doesn't hate you, and that is something you would have to talk to her about. She and Neville live a very stable life and he has raised Alexander as his own. His full name is Alexander James, however." James informed the two.

"I'm a piece of shit." Harry laughed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You are no such thing." Lily scolded.

"On a lighter note," Draco began. "The baby is still coming along nicely."

"Oh God. Where is Pansy?"

Again, as if on cue, a distinctly loud knocking was heard, to which Blaise scolded from the other side. "Stop, it Pansy. We're in a fucking hospital."

Draco laughed. "I told them too."

"Man, I hope we don't break the Statute of Secrecy." Lily said.

"I got it approved. She is their surrogate, after all."

"DRACO! LET ME IN!"

Draco opened the door and was barreled down by Pansy. "Harry! My sweet, sweet Harry! I'm so glad you're okay! I can't believe you didn't tell us about your secret!" She said, her tone changing immediately as she slapped him on the shoulder.

"Ow!" he said. "Legally, I couldn't. You only know now because my Dad pulled some strings." He trailed off.

"Still." She pouted, a hand rubbing her belly. "The baby is moving." She grabbed his hand and put it on her stomach.

"'Lo, Harry." Blaise said.

"You know, Ron and Hermione are going to be pissed right off when they find out you were allowed here before them." Harry said.

"Who said we were allowed?" Blaise smirked.

...

Harry was frantically searching his house for the missing diaper bag. He had turned the entire place over twice and still couldn't find the wretched thing.

"DRACO!" He finally called.

"What?" He said from behind Harry, the bag in his hand.

"Where the hell was that?"

"The bathroom."

"Wh-You know, I don't even want to know. Are you ready? Is Amelia ready? You put her in the dress that Molly sent, right? Is Scorpius dressed?"

"Yes, Harry. We are all ready. Everything is in the bag, Amelia is wearing the dress and she is as fussy as ever, and Scorpius is ready to go. If we don't leave now, the cookies will be gone."

"Do you have-"

"The yogurt snacks? Yes, I have them and the rice bites. Let's go."

Harry nodded his approval and went to fetch Scorpius and the sleeping baby. He sent Scorpius downstairs to put his shoes on and lifted the three month old out of the bassinet. The baby fussed a bit, but her eyes remained closed. The baby, born on September 1st, 2016, was born with a full head of thick black curls. Her eyes had just started to turn from the foggy grey, but they seemed like they were actually leaning towards Pansy's blue eyes. (The biological father, easily determined at birth, was Harry. And Draco was still bitter about it.