I'm A Slave For You-Chp78

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

"Remus, you're needed at the backyard with Master Black."

Remus looked up from the book he was reading to Draco and their unborn twins at Paprika in surprise as the Spanish-decent maid came in bearing the news from Sirius. Ever since she and Sirius have officially got back into 'good graces', so to speak, she had dressed a lot less skimpier than before and looked much cheerier than she used to. In fact, she claimed to be much at ease with her reinstated position as Sirius' sex slave rather than just a personal slave that does menial tasks around the house, and that Sirius had been slightly more lenient and less defensive ever since that heart-to-heart talk he had with Severus and also since finding out about the prophecy and the Ministry scandal. Draco personally felt it was probably that excess energy was spent on the Order, but seeing Paprika that happy to see such changes, thinking it to be of her involvement, who was he to deny it?

"What does Master Black need me for?" Remus asked.

"Dunno," Paprika shrugged. "Something about the pack at the forests at the backyard or something. Either way, he needs your help."

"Alright. Tell him I'll be there ASAP."

Paprika nodded and left. Remus caressed Draco's belly and planted butterfly kisses on it for a while before getting off the bed, putting the book aside. Draco watched as Remus put on his pants—since he was only dressed in a thin shirt and boxers—and pouted a little.

"Do you have to go? You're my slave. You can always ignore him and say I won't let you go."

"Don't be that way, love," Remus smiled and kissed his lips. "It's not nice to be selfish. He's still your uncle after all. Besides, he could provide me some updates on the Order and their progress on taking down the Ministry. Will you stay inside?"

"OK," Draco sighed. "But will you be alright?"

"Don't worry. I can take good care of myself. Half-werewolf, remember? I doubt your Uncle Siri can do much damage on me."

"Don't be long?" Draco looked up at him cutely, sitting up slowly.

"I won't, love," Remus kissed his cheek and changed into a thicker, warmer shirt than what he was wearing before grabbing a coat. "Remember stay inside, OK? Anything, you just holler. My ears can hear you clearly."

"OK," Draco replied as he snuggled in the covers to keep warm from the still chill of early spring. "I love you, Remy."

"I love you too, my mate."

Draco smiled and watched Remus leave the room, giving him a flying kiss in the process. He stayed in the covers until he was warm enough before getting off, wrapping the nice, comfy soft covers around him to protect himself from the cold, to double-check and see if he was really called by Remus to be with Sirius at the backyard. His worries were eased when he saw that Remus was indeed with Sirius, talking inaudibly from his point of view before making their way to the forests behind. A cold shiver ran down his spine as the memory of meeting Fenrir Greyback and the close call encounter that followed resurfaced in his mind. He was never going to set foot on that place ever again, that was for sure, and if he absolutely had to, he was not going to go in there alone.

Wrapped with a thick trench-coat for extra warmth, he went downstairs to the kitchen and decided to prepare some hot chocolate for Remus' and Sirius' return, with a little help from the hired help to locate the drinks. He usually wouldn't bother to think about Sirius' wellbeing but since Paprika claimed him to be less testy than before, he'd give him the benefit of the doubt and start treating him like a real family member. He had to admit even though he was a bit of a cranky old bugger, he was probably the only family he has got that he could trust in keeping him safe from the dangers of the Ministry and his father, and so far, he had kept his word and his end of the bargain, so there wasn't really any reason for him to behave like he was the plague.

Suddenly a loud crash burst through the kitchen door that led to the backyard, startling everyone. Draco was shocked to see a rather bedraggled but more or less standing form of Lucius at the totaled door, grinning evilly at him. The hired help instinctively came to shield their little Young Master from harm, but with a flick of a wand from the older blonde sent them flying in all directions, leaving the younger blonde with nothing but a pan to arm himself because he had left his wand upstairs in the room.

"W…What are you doing here?!" Draco exclaimed. "H…How did you know I'm here?!"

"I had my suspicions when Black refused to admit having you here," Lucius growled as he came close to him, his wand brandished forward. "Now that I am more or less free to do as I please without having to babysit that diabolical psychopath, I came here to confirm my suspicions. Lo and behold, I see my son here," Lucius was close enough to press the tip of the wand against Draco's shoulder, "with the black sheep of the family looking like a beached whale with my grandchildren!"

"Get out of my house!!" Draco, out of reflex, hit at the older blonde, but missed and his pan magicked away to the floor.

"I see you've made yourself very at home here, it seems, but not anymore! You're coming with me to have these abominations in you dealt with!"

A struggle ensued as the two blondes fought for dominance. The hired help who were knocked away tried to come to their Young Master's rescue but it seemed that Lucius had cast himself some sort of protection shield charm on himself beforehand because they ended up ricocheting and thrown back whenever they tried to get close. Draco struggled to push his father away, to try and get out of harm's way and be anywhere but within his father's grasp, but Lucius was giving him no quarter. At the older man's last attempt to subdue him, he shouted a Levitation spell on his son and tried to knock him out by ramming the boy against something hard to hit his head, but he was slightly distracted when another of the hired help ricocheted off him and made him drop the younger blonde onto the floor. Draco's eyes widened as he suddenly felt the sharp pain in his belly from the fall. He started to tear up, knowing instinctively what was wrong, earning a cruel laugh from Lucius as he, too, knew what just happened.

Just as he was about to accio something heavy to finish the job, Remus and Sirius suddenly came crashing through the scene, led by Paprika. Apparently Paprika, who had seen the commotion, quickly made a break for the forest where Remus and Sirius were and hollered for them at a safe distance, and thankfully was caught by Remus' sharp hearing. Without a second's notice, Remus growled and lunged for Lucius but suffered the ricochet of the protection shield charm in the process. Draco sobbed as he cowered to a corner, clutching his belly as it started to hurt real bad, while Sirius brandished out his wand, shouting out a blood-contract incantation that was reserved for only his bloodline as the Ancient House of Black that enabled him the power to neutralize any spells cast within the vicinity for a limited amount of time at the price of a portion of his blood. Remus quickly took advantage of Lucius' shield down and fought with the older blonde for the longest time until he successfully subdued him with a strong oral hold on the back of his neck and a very firm half-nelson. Sirius ordered Paprika to make the call to the Order and quickly cast Lucius a Body-Bind curse to hold him there until help arrives.

"Drake?" Remus stood up and turned towards Draco, his nose bloody but otherwise OK.

"R…Remy…? Gods, no…Our babies…Amarinth…Abigail…" Draco sobbed incoherently as he cringed in a fetal position, trying to hold onto the pain, his water broken and leaking between his legs.

"Oh Merlin, Drake!!" Remus quickly picked Draco in his arms, almost hyperventilating as he saw his little beloved going into labour. "M…Master Black…! M…My cubs…!!"

"Take him to his room. I'll ring Sinistra," Sirius said as he gestured some of the hired help to keep a watchful eye on Lucius.

Remus nodded and did as he was told, trying his best to be strong for Draco, who looked like he was about to cry a storm. Moments later, Prof. Sinistra and her mother Mrs. Sinistra came in, led by Sirius and Paprika after being briefed of what just happened. As Draco sobbed, letting out a yelp as he felt a contraction, Mrs. Sinistra felt him up before rushing for her tools.

"He has to give birth now," Mrs. Sinistra announced. "A little ahead of schedule but we have no choice in this matter now. The twins are good to go."

"It will be OK, Drake, it'll be OK," Remus comforted Draco when the latter let out a worried whimper.

"Do you need my help, Mother?" Prof. Sinistra asked as she helped prepare the necessities.

"Yes, I need you to assist me in catching the baby," Mrs. Sinistra said, then turned to Sirius. "You, on the other hand, stay by his side."

"What?! Me?!" Sirius exclaimed incredulously. "Why me?! I've got nothing to do with this!"

"Because he is your nephew and he's going to need all the support. And I'm gonna need some warm water and towels as well."

"I'll get it, ma'am," Paprika offered and gave Sirius a pleading look before leaving.

"It's too soon…It's too soon…" Draco sobbed painfully. "Oh gods, please let my babies be OK…"

"Easy there, lil' Dray, easy," Mrs. Sinistra comforted as she put on the surgical gloves. "Remy boy, I want you to make him go on his knees and hold him up. Giving birth kneeling down is the best way with the help of gravity."

"Come on, Drake, up on your knees," Remus nodded and tried to help him up, giving the same pleading look to Sirius that Paprika gave him. Sirius rolled his eyes and groaned in defeat before he got on Draco's other side and helped both of them. Draco sobbed as he was helped up on his knees and yelped as another contraction hit, in which Mrs. Sinistra felt Draco up again.

"OK, you're fully dilated now. Listen, lil' Dray, when I count to three, you must push along with the contractions, OK? Don't fight it. Push along with it, you hear me?"

Draco nodded in his tears, even though he was not sure whether he could do this.

"You can do this, Drake," Remus kissed the young blonde's brow. "I am not leaving you ever again."

"OK, on the count of 3," Mrs. Sinistra coached. "One…two…three, push!"

Draco soon felt a contraction and bore down as hard as he could along with it, tears staining his cheeks.

"Very good, lil' Dray. That's very good. Keep it coming."

"Come, Drake, come on!" Remus encouraged, while Sirius looked on quietly, concentrating on supporting Draco.

"Oh god, oh god," Draco whined as he pushed along with another contraction. "OH GOD, IT HURTS!!"

"I know it does, but you need to get the babies out, love."

"It'll be over soon," Mrs. Sinistra assured the young 'mother'. "Just keep pushing with the contractions."

Draco did so, feeling like every time he pushed, thousands of invisible knives were cutting through him from the belly down. He wondered at the back of his mind whether this was how it felt to be hit with the Cruciatus curse, even though he heard stories from his mother that it was worse than that. Remus tried to comfort him and stroked his back to try whatever he could to ease his pain, but it broke his heart to see that Draco was in pain, breaking into cold sweat and tears flowing freely from his silver eyes, and there was nothing he could do to take that pain away. Sirius felt a little out of place looking at his little nephew like this. One side of him told him that this was a natural process of childbirth, that he shouldn't concern himself with this and just play along with it, but the other side of him was feeling sympathy pains for Draco somehow and he was really fighting the urge to just run away and flee from this horrifying scene.

"Push, lil' Dray, push," Mrs. Sinistra coached. "You're on a roll, luv, just keep up the pace."

Draco pushed down again when he felt another contraction and widened his eyes suddenly as he felt the baby crowning between his legs.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!" Draco screamed, the pain from the pushing increasing tenfolds.

"One of our cubs are right there, Drake," Remus coaxed as he tried to keeping Draco from doubling over. "Just a bit more. Please, Drake."

"Alright, just keep pushing. I got the head now," Mrs. Sinistra held onto the baby's head, her daughter at the ready with a towel. "You just push while I try to pull it out, OK, lil' Dray?"

Draco tossed his head from side to side as he pushed down, biting his lip till it bled. Remus pressed his lip out of his mouth and took Draco's hand.

"Squeeze my hand, Drake. I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"OH GOD, OH GOD!!" Draco cried out with abandon; he could feel the shoulders coming out now as Mrs. Sinistra helped to pull it out.

"Just one more push, lil' Dray. Give it a big one."

Draco screamed as he bore down, his legs trembling at the pain as the baby soon slid out, in which Mrs. Sinistra immediately caught the baby.

"There ya go!" Mrs. Sinistra exclaimed as she passed the baby to Prof. Sinistra. "Here, love. Massage and clap the back. Help the baby to breathe."

Prof. Sinistra took her, doing as she was told, while Remus kissed Draco's forehead over and over again, congratulating him.

"One down, Drake, one down."

"Is…Is she OK…? Is Abigail…OK?"

"She's beautiful, lil' Dray," Mrs. Sinistra smiled. "Ten fingers and ten toes. My daughter is helping her to breath now."

"Hear that, my mate?" Remus kissed him again. "Abigail is perfect."

Draco yelped suddenly before he even had a chance to smile at the news as the contraction came back again. He whined. He had barely rested from the first one. Mrs. Sinistra quickly came into position.

"Alright now, your little Amarinth is asking to born. Abigail has paved the way. It should be easier."

"No, no, no~!" Draco whimpered as he shook his head in protest. "I can't do it~! It hurts~!"

"Draco," Remus grabbed his face. "My mate, you have to. I will never ask you to do anything else."

Draco whined and shook his head. Anything but this, his mind begged. Anything but this, please~!

"C'mon, lil' Dray. Amarinth needs to be born. You have to let her out."

Seeing that there was no way out of this, Draco surrendered to his fate. He took a few deep breaths and waited for another contraction, in which it came, but at such renewed ache that it made Draco scream and almost fall back, and would have done so if Remus and Sirius hadn't held onto him.

"FUCK!!! REMY, REMY~!! MAKE IT STOP~!! MAKE IT STOP~!!!"

"He's gonna bite his tongue!" Mrs. Sinistra exclaimed. "Quick, stuff something in his mouth!"

Without thinking, Sirius somehow instinctively took off his belt and handed it to Remus, in which the half-wolf stuffed it into the young blonde's mouth and took his head to face him.

"Draco, you need to do this. Amarinth needs to be born. I know it hurts. Next time I will take the brunt of the pain and give birth to the baby. Please do this for Amarinth."

Looking deep into Remus' amber eyes, Draco knew he spoke the truth and slowly calmed down from soothing effects of the half-wolf's stare. He nodded tearfully and finally started pushing along with the contractions, bombarded by encouragement from every party, even occasional ones from Sirius.

"That's very good, lil' Dray. Keep it coming!"

"You can do it, Drake. I'm here for you."

"You're a strong boy, Draco. You can do it. You're almost there."

"Just keep at it, boy. Get it over and done with."

Draco widened his eyes again and let out a muffled scream through the belt as he felt the baby crowning faster, and it was Mrs. Sinistra's cue to take the head.

"There ya go, there ya go. It's coming now. Just a few more pushes, lil Dray."

"Harder, Drake. Harder," Remus urged.

Draco hit at Remus' chest and wailed almost in angered pain, as if trying to tell him that was what he was trying to do, and bit on the belt hard as he pushed down with all his might. Sirius held back a grin as Remus took the hand and squeezed it gently and hushed Draco up while Mrs. Sinistra tried to ease the baby out.

"You're doing very good, lil' Dray. Keep it coming. The shoulders are almost out."

Draco let out muffled wail after wail at the excruciating pain as he felt the shoulders inching out of him.

"Just one more push, lil' Dray. Give it a big one. Give it all you got."

Draco panted heavily before leaning back a little against Remus' arm, screaming out loud as he gave his biggest push ever. It was almost blessed relief as the blonde could feel the lump slid out from between his legs as Mrs. Sinistra caught the baby.

"There ya go! Here's comes Amarinth! Congratulations!"

"Oh, Drake, it's our other girl," Remus kissed his beloved's cheek. "Thank you, Drake, thank you so much."

Draco let the belt fall out of his mouth as he felt his whole body wobbly and numb from the pain. He didn't care if he was a teary, drooling, sweaty mess. All he wanted was to lie down and have his little girls in his arms.

"Lie him down, Remy boy. Both of you help me massage lil' Dray's belly, help him get the afterbirth out," Mrs. Sinistra instructed as she massaged and clapped Amarinth's back for her to breathe.

Remus nodded and laid Draco down on the bed and rubbed his belly as instructed.

"Very good work there, boy," Sirius grinned as he helped Remus, who couldn't stop kissing Draco's cheek, to massage the afterbirth out.

"B…Baby…" Draco whined, panting tiredly. "Where…Where's Abigail…and…Amarinth…? I…don't hear them cry…"

His questions were answered as soon as he heard the twin girls' cries rang through the room after the Sinistra mother and daughter cut the umbilical cords and massaged and clapped both the babies' back to get them to breath.

"There ya go," Mrs. Sinistra beamed proudly. "You're a fighter, aren't ya, you little cubbies?"

"Can we see them?" Remus asked.

"Of course, but for a while," Prof. Sinistra replied with a smile as she handed over the squalling twins to Remus.

"My babies…My babies…" Draco whimpered, holding out his hand for them.

"Our cubs," Remus smiled, letting Draco take one in trembling arms.

"Oh…Oh, my baby…" Draco kissed the baby over and over again, crying happy tears, his pain instantly forgotten as he studied both their features. They were darling little girls, like mini female versions of Remus with golden locks on their heads just like their 'mother'. They even revealed to have their father's eyes when they opened them a little to peek at their parents, tiny beads of tears clinging onto their lashes. Just as Mrs. Sinistra assured them, they were perfectly healthy, with ten fingers and ten toes, and after they calmed down some from their crying once they were in their 'mother's arms, they let out a yawn, obviously tired out from being put through a wringer like that.

"Oh, Drake," Remus kissed his head as he cooed at Abigail in his arms. "You were so good."

"I wouldn't have done it without you, Remy," Draco said, smiling weakly through his tears. "I thought I would've died."

"But you didn't. You lived through it, love."

"They…They look so beautiful…They look just like you, but with my hair…"

"Beautiful. Hello, Abigail, Amarinth, we have been waiting."

While the new parents ogled at their newborns, Sirius took his leave and went to deal with Lucius. The Order sent forth Kingsley and Moody to have Lucius be taken to the Ministry to be dealt with. After exchanging news about their progress in hushed quick tones so that Lucius would not overhear them, the two Aurors quickly took over and had custody over Lucius, Floo-ing him away from Grimmauld's Place. While all that was happening, Remus kissed Draco for the umpteenth time before turning to Mrs. Sinistra.

"Will Draco lactate and feed the babies or do we have to bottle feed?"

"Well," Mrs. Sinistra checked on Draco, "it seems his breasts are starting to swell. I predict that he will start breastfeeding by the day after tomorrow."

Draco blushed at the thought of having boobs, in which Mrs. Sinistra chuckled heartily.

"Oh, don't worry, once the babies are weaned, they will shrink back to normal. In the meantime, I'd like to have those babies, please."

Remus chuckled at Draco as well and whispered into his ear, "I wouldn't mind a taste either."

"Why would you want them?" Draco glared at Remus with a blush and a pout before looking at Mrs. Sinistra worriedly when she requested for the babies.

"They're still premature, and needs to be incubated for the rest of the period," Mrs. Sinistra replied as she requested Paprika to bring her a box of sorts, in which the slave did and came back with a small trunk. She transfigurated the small trunk into a glass container in which she whispered a warmth spell. "We'll have to put them here, luv."

Draco whined and shook his head, holding the baby in his arms possessively.

"Will they be OK?" Remus asked.

"Don't worry," the old midwife reassured the couple. "They just need to be in an environment where they develop their growth as they should have if they're carried full term. You can still take them out to breastfeed them, luv."

"It's ok, Drake. They need to grow more," Remus stroked Draco's shoulder, persuading him to allow the midwife to do her job.

Draco shook his head again, tears forming in his eyes. He didn't spend almost forever trying to get them out only to have them taken away from him.

"Drake, please. It's for the babies. We can still see them."

No matter how much he wanted to keep the babies in his arms, he knew Mrs. Sinistra and Remus were right. Abigail and Amarinth needed to grow into their full-term state and the glass container was the only way to do so. Draco whimpered in defeat and reluctantly passed the baby he was holding to Remus, in which the half-wolf passed them to Mrs. Sinistra.

"They will be ok, right?" Remus asked, still a little worried.

"Yes, of course. In fact, I would advise Draco to watch over the babies. They need to be as close proximity as possible." Mrs. Sinistra replied as she placed them one by one into the glass container and levitated it right beside the bed. "Here you go. They're just right here."

Draco ran his fingers along the glass, staring at the babies longingly, feeling the warmth of the container due to the spell and knew in his heart that this warmth was to imitate the warmth the babies felt when they were in his womb, totally oblivious that Prof. Sinistra and her mother were helping him to get cleaned up, changed and dressed in fresh clothes and lying on fresh sheets with the assistance of Paprika. Once they were done tending to Draco and the babies as well, Mrs. Sinistra and Prof. Sinistra gave their last congrats before they took their leave. Remus and Paprika sent them off before Remus returned to tend to his beloved and his cubs.

"I think I have been replaced," Remus chuckled and sat down next to Draco.

"It happens," Paprika chuckled as well while she collected all the dirty sheets, towels and the basin of water before walking out with them, leaving the two new parents alone.

"Not true," Draco pouted.

"You've done really well, my love," Remus said as he nuzzled Draco. "What beautiful cubs we have."

"They are," Draco smiled as well. "I would do anything for him and my cubs."

"So will I, Drake."

"Umm…You don't really mean it when you said you'll take the brunt of the pain and bear the children next time, right?"

"Yes, I do. If you want more, I will bottom for you and give them to you. Why? You don't think I can do it?"

"I never said that," Draco laughed and pinched Remus' nose. "It's just gonna be weird seeing you sporting a pregnant belly, and besides, I'd hate to endure your mood swings since I knew mine was damaging enough."

"Well, you'll never know till we tried now, will you?"

Draco grinned in both anticipation and dread at the possibilities of Remus shouldering the child-bearing. He turned to look at the twin girls who were all tuckered in their baby clothes and sleeping peacefully with their newly bought pacifiers in their mouths and remembered.

"Wh…What will they do with my father?"

"That is for them to decide," Remus replied almost grudgingly. "If it were for me, I would've snapped his neck there and then and be done with it for harming you and the cubs."

"I would hate you if you do that. You will end up in Azkaban for murder charges and…well…he's still my father, no matter how evil he is."

"That kind of monster doesn't deserve to be our cubs' grandfather, let alone your father."

"But…" Draco wanted to object but he couldn't control a yawn escaping his mouth.

"Get some rest. You have worked hard today."

"O…K…" Draco closed his eyes and soon drifted off, dead tired from the ordeal.

Remus smiled and kissed Draco's forehead, tucking him in before running his hands along the warm glass container, looking at his precious little jewels.

"Grow up big and strong, my little cubs. Daddy's gonna protect you with every ounce of his being, that I swear."