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Albus was laying in bed cuddling a pillow. Draco lumbered in carrying a tray. “Bought the mother to be lunch” he said wryly. “Or father I suppose. You have time to decide that.”

“I’m not hungry. Already thrown up once” Albus muttered.

“Don’t worry I have that sorted” Draco reassured.

“You have a cure for morning sickness?” Albus said raising an eyebrow.

“Home remedy. There are potions to help with the nausea. But I’ve developed my own rather more successful version. It helped Astor through his last three pregnancies” Draco said uncorking a bottle. “Take it before the first meal of the day.”

Albus sat up and Draco placed the tray in his lap. Albus sniffed the potion vial and gulped it down. It tasted minty and seemed to coat his throat. He looked at the large greasy English breakfast. “I’m dieting…”

“Your having a baby” Draco reassured. “No one will fault your weight. Especially Scorpius.”

“I guess your right” Albus said tucking in. Wolfing down the sausages. “I just get worried people see me as a fat pig.”

“They’ll just see your happily married with a healthy child” Draco reassured.

“I wish I was reassured” Albus admitted.

“Eventually you get very good at not caring” Draco said wryly. “But perhaps that’s just getting old and jaded.”

“That feels like the more likely option” Albus said wryly.

“I’ve got errands to run, I’m sure Scorpius will keep an eye on you” Draco smiled warmly.

“I know. I’m lucky to have him” Albus smiled.

“I won’t distract you any longer” Draco smiled proudly. “I’m glad you found each other.”

0o0o0

Henri sipped the coffee from the glass cup. He smiled leaning back in the chair before taking a large bite of the pastry.

He eyed the wine in Scorpius glass curiously, “Should I be worried your becoming a drunk?”

“Me? It’s one glass of wine. And it’s brunch? Isn’t that the reason we have brunch?” Scorpius protested.

Albus who was seated in the other chair was suppressing a smile. “I have no opinion on the matter given I can’t drink.”

“Ah but that is an opinion and as your future husband. Scorpius should be cutting back his intake in order to support you” Henri suggested.

“It’s one glass of wine. I’m not an alcoholic” Scorpius bristled.

“He’s teasing. And Henri can drink you under the table. So perhaps chubby boys in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones” Albus replied.

“Who are you calling chubby?” Henri frowned.

“You” Albus said leaning over and prodding Henri’s belly. “Chubby. Fat. Plump. Round. All synonyms that could be used to describe your waist.”

“It is Scorpius fault. I was thin until we became friends” Henri pouted.

“Happens to us all” Albus commiserated.

“Dad over here!” Scorpius waved to Draco as he waddled over toward the cafe. His huge bulk slowly lumbering down the street. He was difficult to miss with his tailored robes, enormous gut and white blonde hair.

Henri’s eyes widened a little, “He is much fatter than his portrait.”

“We’ll that was done a while ago” Albus said wryly.

“Ahh..they you are boys” Draco said puffing clearly winded from the exertion. He groaned as he sat down, the chair creaking.

“Bonjour Monsieur Malfoy” Henri smiled. “I’m Henri, I work with Scorpius.”

“Ah was it your idea for Scorpius to become a teacher” Draco said leaning back in the chair.

“Hardly, I was not popular among the teachers” Henri chuckled. “It is all Scorpius fault dragging me into it.”

“Perhaps you are not the bad influence Scorpius makes you out to be” Draco commented.

Henri smiled wryly, “He is very difficult to corrupt.”

“That’s Mums fault. Dad was a moody bad boy for a while” Scorpius said starting to blush.

“Until I got fat, which was absolutely your mothers fault” Draco said wryly. “Henri my advice marry a fat girl. Then you’ll be far less likely to loose your figure.”

“Dad Henri is gay” Scorpius sighed.

“Bisexual” Henri corrected.

“Just like me. Lots of options then” Draco grinned. “Breasts or man boobs. Someone ought to come up with a better name for that…”

“Anyway” Scorpius groaning. “Here’s a menu” he said handing it to his Dad.”

“Scorpius is that wine?” Draco frowned.

“Yes. I felt like wine” Scorpius said exasperated.

Henri grinned and took a sip of coffee.

“Now you boys are welcome to stay at the manor when you come back for your brothers wedding. I did owl your Mum Scorpius and” Draco trailed off as a waiter approached. “Ah Bonjour, can I order” Draco listed off four plates and a coffee along with a milkshake. Before pausing and continuing. “Where was I, oh yes. Your Mum suggested as your brother is having a low key wedding. That you could marry at the end of summer?”

Scorpius coughed, “what?”

“Given Albus condition it would be prudent” Draco warned.

“A wedding is a lot of work” Albus pointed out. “I’m happy to wait until after the baby.”

“I’m sure you are, however given your family’s fame. It would be prudent to take the cautious approach. We can make a claim saying you’ve been engaged for a while. That way your pregnancy will seem planned” Draco pointed out.

“I suppose that makes sense. Scorpius?” Albus asked.

“Right yeah. I suppose that makes sense. Summer wedding” he nodded. “It’ll have to be before we’re due back at Beauxbatons. Maybe with enough time to have a week break for the two of us” Scorpius suggested.

“I’m sure we can work it out” Draco smiled.

“That will be a rather quick turn around for a wedding” Henri said impressed.

“You know your coming right” Scorpius said patting his shoulder. “Your going to be the best man.”

“Moi?” Henri said wryly.

“Obviously tubs. Who else would I ask?” Scorpius grinned.

“Your brothers. Alice, Rose?” Albus listed off.

“I’m not asking my brothers. Merlin they don’t need the ego boost. Anyway I prefer Henri” Scorpius insisted.

“Congratulations Henri” Draco smiled shaking Henri’s hand. The waiter arrived struggling with four plates. “Ah right here. Thankyou.”

“I’m starting to realise why Scorpius is getting so fat” Henri whispered to Albus.

“They are more alike than they claim” Albus agreed wryly.

0o0o0

Albus prodded the iPad with his plump finger. “Come on…” he muttered under his breath. Waiting as the face time call rang and rang.

He pursed his lips, if his parents didn’t answer he wasn’t going to call them back.

Finally Ethan’s familiar face appeared. His red hair messy and hanging over his eyes. He squinted at the screen.

“Albus do you know what time it is?” Ethan groaned voice croaking.

“Half past Nine in the morning?” Albus said obviously.

“Half past nine in the morning” Ethan repeated. “Some of us are sleeping…”

“Ethan…who is it?” Lucy’s voice called out.

“Do you have a girl in bed with you?” Albus asked grinning.

“Is that Albus?” Lucy yawned. “Hello Albus!”

“Oh it’s Lucy” Albus nodded. “Hi Lucy” he replied. “Anyway can you give the iPad to Mum and Dad. Please” Albus begged.

“Fine..” Ethan groaned. Albus watched as he fumbled on the iPad dropping it onto the duvet.

After a moment Ethan picked up the iPad now wearing a t-shirt. “Alright…so what’s the news?” Ethan said waddling down from the attic.

“Nope. Mum and Dad find out first” Albus replied. “How are you?”

“Yeah, Alright working oh and going with Dad to Australia, to join Mum for that Harpies tour” Ethan explained.

“Harpies tour? Mum can’t be playing quidditch again?” Albus said confused.

“No she’s commentating” Ethan grinned. “Lucy is coming too”

“Really? James going?” Albus squinted.

“Nah he has a thing to go to” Ethan replied.

“A thing?” Albus asked.

“Yeah. I think it’s a 21st” Ethan admitted.

“Is that Albus! Hey Al” James voice interrupted snatching the IPad. “I have something I need your opinion on.”

“James give the iPad back to Ethan. I need to speak to Mum and Dad. It can’t be that important” Albus snapped.

“It’ll be one minute…” James insisted. “Have you lost weight? Nice work.”

Albus forced a smile, a little part of him wanted to be fat to spite him. “Thanks” aware that even trying to compliment him. James came off a tiny bit condescending.

“So don’t tell Dad or Mum. Because this hasn’t been announced. But also your gay so I need your unbiased opinion. Which photo do I look hotter in?” James asked and turned the iPad toward two photos that sat on James bed.

Albus leaned forward and squinted. “I really hope that’s a cover for a porno.” He quipped as he scanned the two photos. James was bulging with muscle. Flexing and oiled up. He looked ridiculous. The only difference other than the colour of the tiny shorts was his expression. He was smiling in one while the other was a confident smirk.

“The one where your smiling, unless this is porn. In which case the smirk” Albus admitted. “Why?”

“I’m not doing porn” James frowned. “It’s for a fitness record I’m doing. To help fatties loose weight.”

“No offence but who’s going to buy that?” Albus questioned.

“Lots of people. It was good money!” James insisted. “And it’s given me something to focus on. Works been shit lately.”

Albus nodded, uncertain how he was meant to reply. He eventually offered a, “right…can’t wait to see it.” Albus was certain it sounded hollow. “Could you hand me back to Ethan?”

“Right” James nodded and Albus waited until he saw Ethan’s round face once more.

“Traumatised?” Ethan asked.

“Kind of yeah. Little disappointed it wasn’t porn” Albus mused.

Ethan laughed as he walked down the stairs. “Dad? Mum” Ethan called out. “Albus is on the iPad he wants to face time?” Ethan called out.

“In the kitchen” Ginny replied.

Albus watched amused as the iPad was handed to Ginny. He caught a glimpse of his dad eating breakfast. Albus watched as the iPad was put down on the table.

“Hi Dad” Albus smiled seeing his enormously round father.

“Albus” Harry’s face lit up. “Your looking thinner, have you lost weight?”

“Yes a little bit” Albus said wryly.

Ginny appeared beside Harry. “What’s going on? You don’t often video call?”

“I just have something important to tell you and I wanted to do it in person or at least as much as possible” Albus said wryly.

“Ooh is it important?” Ethan said appearing behind. “Can I guess?”

“No. Let him say” Harry encouraged.

“Okay well technically it’s two announcements” Albus clarified.

“Scorpius” Albus called into the living room.

“Coming” Scorpius replied as he carried over a tray with two cups of tea and chocolate muffins.

“Merlin Scorpius your huge” Harry said staring.

Scorpius grinned so proud of himself. Placing the tray down on the coffee table. Patting his belly for the camera. “Good food and a sedentary lifestyle” Scorpius grinned. “Have you told them yet?”

“No. Not yet” Albus said leaning against Scorpius considerable gut.

“Well” Ginny encouraged.

“Right. Well our first announcement” Albus said warmly. “We’re engaged!” He grinned holding up his hand and the ring that sat comfortably on the finger.

“Congratulations!” Harry beamed. “I’m so glad Scorpius finally proposed.”

“Finally?” Scorpius frowned.

“Well” Albus patted Scorpius leg.

“What’s the other announcement?” Ginny said suspiciously.

Albus felt his cheeks flush, as suspected his Mum already had an idea. Scorpius grinned even further, “We’re having a baby, Albus is pregnant” Scorpius said rubbing Albus belly.

“So that’s why you got engaged” Ethan grinned.

“Yes” Albus said wryly. “Also Draco and I pressured him into it.”

Scorpius cheeks flushed bright red, “I was still planning too.”

“I know” Albus said patting Scorpius leg.

“Congratulations” Ginny smiled. “That’s a big step for you two.”

“Exciting though” Scorpius smiled.

“Are you two moving home then?” Harry asked curiously.

“No. We’re not, at least for a year” Albus admitted. “Scorpius has a new job.”

“I’m becoming a trainee teacher at Beauxbatons” Scorpius explained enthusiastically.

“Really? Are you two going to be able to manage that with a baby?” Ginny asked honestly.

“We’ll make it work” Scorpius insisted.“Mum is already threatening to come over.”

“I don’t think it’s a threat” Albus said wryly. “Which I will accept any offers of babysitting. From anyone other than James. Or Uncle George, and probably Freddie…”

Harry chuckled, “Congratulations. I won’t get offended that they are not named after me.”

“Dad. He’ll get a normal name. Unrelated to either of our families” Albus insisted.

“Pity. Here I was expecting Harry Malfoy” Harry said wryly.

“That’s only happening if James has kids” Ethan commented wryly.

“Congratulations to you both. Albus keep in touch” Ginny said firmly. “If you need anything.”

“I’ll owl you” Albus confirmed.

“Good. So when’s the wedding?” Harry said wryly.

“End of summer. We’re coming home for it. With Augustus wedding at the start” Scorpius smiled.

“That soon?” Ginny asked.

“My parents would prefer the wedding occur before we have the baby. It apparently makes inheritance a little easier” Scorpius commented. “And I don’t mind..”

“Neither do I” Albus smiled.

Chapter!

“That’s the way boys keep going” Astor encouraged as he sipped the can of coke.

Two round spherical blonde boys. With enormously fat bellies jumped up and down on an antique red couch wheezing and puffing. Their faces bright red.

“Muuum. Can we stop now” Reggie begged wheezing.

“Just a bit longer” Astor encouraged. “I know you two can do it…”

“My legs hurt” Lyndon groaned. His shirt becoming stained with sweat under his fat rolls.

“Why don’t you just buy a new couch?” Ginny asked sipping a tonic water as she looked over at Astor. Questioning his logic.

“Because Draco has been avoiding it, I sit on that thing and do my back. But as it’s antique Draco keeps refusing to do anything. I want the boys to wear it out so when Draco sits on it, it’ll break and he’ll be forced to get a new one.”

Ginny took a sip, “I think your making this unnecessarily complicated. Just buy a new couch.”

“This way Draco thinks it’s his idea” Astor said wryly.

“Muuuuuuumm” Whined Reggie. “I’m hungry…”

“Alright! Alright” Astor said nodding, he summoned them a tub of ice cream each. “Better not ruin your dinners.”

The two started guzzling ice cream greedily.

“Reggie is going to explode in size once he goes to school” Ginny commented quietly.

“That’ll be Draco’s dream. He’s enjoying having two little miniature gluttons of his own. These two have been greedy chubs since birth. Right piglets” Astor said wryly.

“Malfoys are fat” Lyndon said patting his belly. “If we’re not the fattest boys in the room we’re not big enough..”

“The amount of times they’re muggle school has dragged me in to have a conversation about healthy eating drives me spare” Astor muttered. “I started making Draco go because i got sick of listening to the valid complaints.”

“Have you two ever considered having another one?” Ginny asked curiously.

“Another baby?” Astor asked amused.

“I have eight children. All this is closed, I’m too old. If Draco wants another he can divorce me and knock up some twink” Astor said dismissively.

“Why?” Astor said eyes narrowing he glancing at Ginny’s belly.

“I’m not pregnant. We’re all getting older…I’ve just been thinking about it” Ginny mused.

“Given your son is currently growing our grandchild, I’m more interested in that” Astor said wryly.

“Albus and Scorpius will be good parents” Ginny agreed. “And the window of fertility hasn’t closed yet for us.”

“Honestly i am not getting pregnant again. That ship has long sailed” Astor dismissed. “You can do what you like.”

“Mum are you having a baby?” Perseus asked patting Astors belly.

“I’m definitely not” Astor groaned as he bent down and heaved up Perseus. “Your my baby boy” Astor grinned and blew up a raspberry on his tummy.

Perseus giggling.

Ginny smiled warmly.

“How are your brothers coping with the very minimal list of guests for the wedding” Astor asked.

Ginny laughed, “it’s impressively malicious. I’ve never seen so many grown men desperately trying to prove who Hugo prefers more.”

“I’d be in awe if I didn’t know it was completely unintentional on Augustus and Hugo’s part” Astor said wryly. There was a roar from outside the house. “Speaking of…”

A few minutes later Augustus voice called, “Hi Mum” he said.

“In here” Astor replied.

Augustus rounded the corner as he pulled off a leather jacket underneath was t-shirt that was struggling to cover his middle.

“Hi Astor, Hi Aunt Ginny” Hugo smiled waddling beside Augustus.

“Hello Augustus” Reggie said with a mouthful of ice cream.

“Why do they get ice cream before dinner?” Augustus said frowning. “We were never allowed.”

“It’s a reward for breaking the couch” Astor reassured.

“What?” Augustus said flatly.

“Your dad won’t replace it unless it breaks” Astor said.

“Why not buy a new couch” Hugo asked.

“Because I have a stubborn husband. Who insists that this is a great couch. So if you and Cepheus want to break it. Or almost break it..it would be appreciated” Astor said wryly.

“Why didn’t you ask me?” Augustus said. The two round boys looked at each other and climbed off the couch. Augustus flipped the cushions off and examined the frame of the couch. He found a wooden beam and slammed his ass and weight down with as much force as he could manage.

crack

The couch buckled in the middle and Augustus tumbled to the ground toppling off. Hugo snorted.

“Ta Da” Augustus groaned. “See..”

“We made it easier” Reggie insisted.

“Pft. Got nothing on me” Augustus said patting his gut. “I’m a big boy these days.”

“You really have put on weight. Are you sure you don’t want to ease back?” Astor asked concerned.

“Mum” Augustus said frowning.

“I’m just asking, you are getting married soon, some people diet for their wedding” Astor pointed out.

“That’s because they’re weird. The only diet I’m going on is the ‘see food’ diet”

There was a pause of silence as his joke fell flat.

“What the hell was that?” Cepheus said walking in confused.

“Broke the couch” Augustus groaned heaving himself up.

“Didn’t realise you were that fat” Cepheus smirked. As he gave Hugo a hug prodding his belly playfully.

“Yeah yeah” Augustus grinned. “Mum can we go through the guest list we’re kind of struggling.”

“Look I did say, when we did Ron and Hermione’s vow renewal, we had a lot more guests than thirty” Astor warned.

“I don’t want a big wedding” Augustus grumbled.

“I’ve tried and failed” Hugo said patting Augustus on the back.

“Okay. Why? Do you want a small wedding?” Astor asked wryly.

“It just seems like a waste. I just want to marry Hugo. And have my family there and not do it infront of hundreds of people. What’s the point? Why do I prove myself to them” Augustus said frustrated.

“Because the wedding industry is a multi million dollar business. And even wizards bow at the knee to capitalism” Ginny said sarcastically.

Cepheus leaned over as Augustus unrolled the list on the table.

“The ones in blue are musts” Augustus said.

Astor immediately noticed that half his siblings were not in blue. “You do realise that your siblings will all be attending.”

“Yes” Augustus muttered begrudgingly. “Can’t I go no children?”

“No” Astor emphasised.

“I want to come…urrrrrppppppp” Reggie belched.

“Merlin your a butterball” Augustus sniggered.

“Percy said you can cut him. He said he understands, but is still going to send a gift” Cepheus pointed out.

“Really?” Hugo said surprised.

“Yeah we were discussing it at work” Cepheus explained.

“Right. Percy is in, and we’ll cut everyone else” Augustus said firmly.

Everyone looked confused. “He’s the only one who’s offered to cut himself. So he can stay everyone else gets cut.”

“Huh” Astor mused trying to follow the logic.

“Harry and I are happy to be cut” Ginny added.

“You two are in” Augustus said ticking the list.

“And their kids” Astor added.

“And their kids” Augustus groaned.

“You really might have to readjust your expectations of a small wedding. Your marrying into the wrong family” Astor commented.

“Nope Scorpius can have the big wedding” Augustus insisted.

Hugo sniggered, “I don’t, it seems like a lot of work. I just want to celebrate my love for Augustus.”

“Well you have the right sentiment” Ginny smiled.

Augustus sighed, “We have to invite all the Weasleys don’t we…”

“Probably yes” Astor nodded.

“Might I make a teeny suggestion first?” Ginny said mischievously. Before laying out a plan.

“That is evil” Augustus said in awe.

“If there’s one thing I know how to do, is turn my brothers against each other” Ginny said casually.

0o0o0

A motor cycle roared down the country lanes of ottery St Catchpoole. Hugo’s arms were gripping around Augustus chest as the air whipped around them. Gravel sprayed up from the wheels as he turned on a dirt driveway. Eventually he parked on the grass beside another car.

Hugo climbed off the bike. His fingers accidentally touching Augustus exposed arm.

“Careful of my arm” Augustus said, as it was wrapped in cling film underneath was his tanned skin and the lines of a tattoo underneath. His motorcycle jacket was missing a sleeve the zip done up holding a beefy middle constrained.

“I know” Hugo rolled his eyes. Admiring the sunset over the hills. “We better hurry up, we’re already late.”

“I wasn’t expecting that much traffic” Augustus huffed. Opening his backpack that Hugo had kindly worn and pulled out a bottle of wine.

“That’s what was in there” Hugo frowned.

“Dad said I should bring wine” Augustus murmured.

Hugo smiled at him indulgently. “Come on” he said offering a hand.

Augustus smiled and reached out gripping his hand tightly. “I love you.”

“Mhmm. Love you too” Hugo grinned pressing against Augustus. They hugged and kissed warmly, tongue sliding in and out. Rubbing against each other. Hugo could feel Augustus erection swell in his tight leather trousers.

“Oh fuck” Augustus gasped. “That’s going to be so obvious. Why are you so hot.”

Hugo rolled his eyes and slid his plump hand and adjusted Augustus cock. Making it point straight up. “How’s that?”

“You could pump the shaft a bit” Augustus grinned.

“We’re visiting my grandparents. I’m not giving you a handjob in the garden” Hugo scoffed.

Augustus smiled and kissed Hugo. “Let’s go say hello then” he promised. His stomach gurgling loudly.

Hugo raised an eyebrow staring at it.

“I have been warned that it’s quite the feast.”

“We’ll we are late. So there might not be much left” Hugo warned.

“What?” Augustus said his face falling.

“Most of uncles at a minimum weigh over 400lbs” Hugo pointed out.

“Fuck it, if there’s no food left. Maccy Dee’s run on the way home?” Augustus said nodding.

Hugo chuckled and took Augustus by his non tattooed arm and led him toward the burrow. The tall multi storied house that had a concerning left lean. “Has anyone pointed out that they could fix the leaning thing” Augustus whispered.

“It’s kind of treasonous. It’s part of the charm” Hugo grinned.

“Seems like a hazard waiting not happen” Augustus muttered.

“Well when you build a house from scratch it can be as level as you like” Hugo said. They walked toward the back door. Hugo opened it, the assembled Weasley family were all crammed into a long table. Which was made up of about four tables all lined up. “Sorry we’re late” Hugo apologised.

“Traffic was rubbish” Augustus grinned.

“You know you can make the motor bike fly?” Ron pointed out after swallowing a large mouthful.

“Mum already dislikes the bike. He’d kill me if it started flying” Augustus smirked following Hugo toward Grandma and Grandad Weasley.

Grandma Weasley was a stout woman in her seventies. She had heavy set frame, that had deflated as she’d increased in age. Her hair once red and curled, now was white.

Grandad Weasley who was quite tall, his hair was a mix of red and white completely bald ontop. However since retiring from the ministry of magic. He’d been the main recipient of Grandma Weasleys indulgent cooking.

He was rather enormous, like his sons he had spherical bulbous belly. That pressed against the table, his chest now with a pair of flabby man boobs as it held up a a round face and multiple chins. He smiled at Hugo and Augustus pleased. “Boys, you made it after all” Mr Weasley grinned.

“Hello Grandad” Hugo smiled hugging Mr Weasley. “Hello Grandma” Hugo said kissing her cheek.

“Hello dear, your looking healthy” Grandma Weasley smiled patting Hugo’s belly. “Not pregnant are you?”

“No not yet” Hugo blushed. “This is Augustus Malfoy, My fiancé” Hugo smiled.

“Hello, lovely to meet you both” Augustus smiled offering a hand. “I bought wine. I bought it at tesco…not poisoned promised” Augustus joked awkwardly.

“Muggle wine?” Mr Weasley’s face lit up.

“Err..yeah” Augustus nodded, offering the bottle.

Mr Weasley examined the bottle and opened the bottle pouring himself a glass and having a swig. “Delicious” he nodded. “Certainly a different bouquet than elf made. But delicious none the less” he nodded.

“Take a seat, or they’ll be no food left” Mrs Weasley encouraged.

“Don’t need to tell me twice” Augustus smiled sitting down in an empty seat next to Ethan.

“Is the belly your doing?” Grandma Weasley asked.

“Only some it. He’s managed most of it himself” Hugo grinned. He waddled over and sat down beside Augustus. On his other side was Freddie.

“Sweet Tattoos” Ethan said staring at the Saran wrapped arm.

“Thanks” Augustus grinned. “I’m planning to get finished off soon. I have one final tattoo in mind” He explained.

As Hugo took Augustus plate and began piling it high with food. “Thanks Babe” Augustus said instantly starting to wolf down food.

George leaned over and watched with curiosity. “Are we sure he’s Draco Malfoy’s son?” He said dubiously.

“Yes. I’ve seen Draco eat” Harry said amused.

“Huh?” Augustus said cheeks puffed out with food.

“Don’t worry. You just eat” Hugo smiled.

Augustus smiled before swallowing and continuing his gluttonous eating.

Hugo ate too, but smiled as Augustus had to undo his leather jacket because his belly was too full. And he was afraid of damaging the zip.

“So what happens when you get too fat for the motor bike?” James asked already done with his meal.

“I’ll give it up once this one gets pregnant” Augustus said patting Hugo’s leg.

“Your thinking about kids already? Louis said horrified.

“Oh yeah. I’ll probably be pregnant by Christmas” Hugo smiled.

Augustus nodded in agreement.

“Seriously?” Louis stared.

“I’ve been dating Rowan for years, and not once have I gone. You know what I’m old enough to have a baby. Your barely eighteen” Louis said shocked.

“Don’t you want children?” Rowan frowned.

“I do. But not yet I’m only twenty two”

“Uh huh. I’m 28 and as your husband I don’t want to be thirty once you get pregnant” Rowan replied.

“Plus Albus and Scorpius are having a kid..” Augustus pointed out.

There were a few coughs and stares at Augustus. “What..” Louis blinked.

“We hadn’t told everyone yet” Harry pointed out.

“Ah. Well Mums been telling loads of people” Augustus shrugged.

“We knew Albus was pregnant didn’t we dear?” Mr Weasley asked.

“Yes. Albus sent us that lovely letter” Mrs Weasley nodded.

“Louis. Have children when your ready. We’re all on our own schedules” Fleur reassured him.

“Urrrrrrppppppp….Excuse me” Augustus belched.

Hugo sniggered with laughter under his breath and patted Augustus belly. “Greedy..”

Augustus smiled at him and tugged at his zip. “Will you get me more food…”

“We still have to drive home remember” Hugo said.

“I’ve still got room. I’m a big boy” he said jiggling his gut with two hands.

“Is he a himbo?” Angelina said suppressing her amusement as she whispered to Ginny.

Ginny nodded.

“I’m dumb, but I’ve got personality in all the right places” Augustus declared proudly.

Hugo face palmed. “Inside thoughts” he hissed.

“But I didn’t mention anything about how hung I am” Augustus pouted.

Percy coughed wheezing.

“Augustus” Hugo said gently.

Augustus winced, “Did I do it again..”

Hugo nodded.

Augustus blushed and pressed into Hugo. “Sorry” he murmured. “I also really need to fart. But I feel like that at be a bit much…so umm..”

“Upstairs, second door on the right..”

Augustus brightened and kissed Hugo warmly.

“Oh my God” Louis gaped.

“Oh yeah” James smirked. “Have you never met Augustus. Great on the quidditch field…”

“Great other places too” Hugo murmured under his breath.

“Your definitely going to be pregnant by Christmas” Freddie nodded.

“How did Draco of all people have a son like that” George said curiously.

“We’ll your somehow related to us..and the rest of us are sensible” Percy offered.

“Ouch. That was surprisingly cutting” George said a little impressed.

Percy smiled wryly, “someone needs to put you in your place.”

George scoffed.

“So if Albus is pregnant?” Bill asked Harry.

“I believe a wedding is in the works. Draco suggested and I agreed, that the boys marry before the baby. Avoid any hit pieces from snivelling reporters” Harry said wryly.

Augustus came down and plopped back in the chair beside Hugo. “It’s gonna be great. I can wear my wedding suit twice.”

“Don’t be so proud of that” Hugo said patting Augustus on the belly.

“Are we gonna give our the invitations?” Augustus asked.

“Oh yeah” Hugo nodded and pulled out three from his pocket. He walked over to Grandma and Grandad Weasley and handed them an envelope. He gave one to Ginny who smiled and the third he handed to Percy. “Here Uncle Percy.”

“Oh, thank you” Percy smiled warmly.

Hugo sat down, and there was a pregnant pause.

“Is that all the invitations?” George squinted.

“Yeah. Small wedding” Augustus nodded. “We don’t want to make a big song and dance about it.”

“Right. Of course” Bill nodded looking at Fleur. Who glared back at him.

“Right. But why Percy?” George squinted.

“He’s my favourite uncle” Hugo said like it was obvious.

The room exploded in protest as George, Bill, kept arguing with Percy and Ron cluelessly trying to defend Hugo’s opinion.

“How long are we letting them fight for?” Hermione asked Ginny.

“You planned this?” Ron asked cutting across the din.

Ginny grinned. “Obviously, Mum would you like to do the honours.”

“Enough” Mrs Weasley bellowed.

Her sons all instantly fell silent. She smiled proud of herself. “I’ve still go it.”

Mr Weasley grinned.

“We have a few other invitations” Augustus said casually.

“But it was worth it watching you all start a fight” Ginny grinned.

“We knew it was a joke” George bluffed.

“No you didn’t” Angelina laughed amused.

Augustus handed out the invitations, “We we’re going to invite everyone, Ginny just suggested we have a little fun first” Augustus grinned.

“I think you boys will fit into the family just fine” Mr Weasley smiled.

Chapter!

Draco wheezed and puffed, as he waddled slowly up the hill.

“You boys didn’t have to escort me” Draco said struggling.

“I got you Dad” Scorpius said grabbing his Dad’s arm.

“Are you sure your not too fat to portkey?” Scorpius grinned.

“Me? Too fat? Malfoy’s can never be too fat” Draco rebuffed as he puffed his flabby chest out.

“Your mobility says otherwise” Scorpius said wryly patting his Dad’s belly.

“How big are you now anyhow?” Draco asked tapping Scorpius double chin.

“Don’t change topic” Scorpius frowned.

“I appreciate your worry. But I’m okay?”Draco smiled. “Now I won’t have long” he said squeezing Scorpius hand. “Keep in touch, especially with Albus being pregnant. He’s growing my first grandchild” Draco smiled and patted the sides of Albus belly.

“Don’t worry, we’ll owl regularly” Albus smiled hugging Draco. “It’s been lovely having you.”

“I’ve loved it, and the food” Draco smiled. “Look after Scorpius, he’s getting quite round.”

“Just how I like it” Albus smiled warmly.

Draco chuckled as Scorpius blushed red.

“Yeah yeah” Scorpius blushed. “Don’t make any big decisions in my absence.”

Draco chuckled, and checked his watch. “Right. Goodbye to you both” he grinned and bent down grabbing what looked like a an umbrella frame stuck into the ground.

He held it up in the air. Magic prickled in the air and the air whipped up around Draco’s enormous frame. Within moments the portkey had swallowed Draco up, leaving Albus and Scorpius standing in the meadow.

“Your worried” Albus smiled.

“Dad is very fat, he’s never been this unfit” Scorpius bit his lip.

“Well he is getting old?” Albus suggested.

“He’s only forty five.”

“Maybe he just needs a diet?” Albus grinned.

“That’s about as likely as Mum getting pregnant again” Scorpius scoffed.

“Come on, let’s go” Albus said hugging Scorpius. “I’m starving”

“Course you are. My baby is gonna be a whopper” Scorpius grinned.

Albus chuckled, “If I rip it’s your only baby” Albus muttered grimacing.

0o0o0

Draco landed unsteadily his foot slipping in the gravel. He managed to keep his balance, and puffed out of breath. He lumbered over to a stone bench and sat down puffing to catch his breath.

He looked up, it was nice weather which felt quite rare, as an owl swooped across the sky. He wondered if the bird was heading to him or somewhere else in the area. Sure enough in slowly dived down its wings fluttering. Draco recognised the bird, it belong to Harry.

Draco reached out and with his fat digits he managed to remove the letter from the foot of the bird. The bird with no desire to stay flew off.

Draco ripped open the letter. A simple note.

‘Draco, lunch at McLaggen’s tomorrow Stuff ourselves until we can’t walk. Neville. Ron and myself.

Harry.’

Draco grinned, lunch sounded brilliant. “Dad!” Exclaimed a familiar voice as a blonde boy waddled toward him.

“There’s my porker” Draco said lifting his flabby arms up. “Rather small welcoming committee”

“I’ve missed you” Lyndon said pushing his round belly out pressing it against Draco’s.

“Your getting so round. You should be so proud of yourself, you’ll be a terrific Malfoy” Draco enthused.

“Mums cooking lunch” Lyndon said.

“Reggie has been greedy all morning. He’s such a pig..”

Draco chuckled, “your not any different” he said jiggling Lyndon’s belly. “You waddle and wheeze just as much.”

Lyndon blushed. “Dad?”

“Yes my fat piglet” Draco said warmly.

“Am I gonna be too fat to go to Hogwarts?”

Draco chuckled and his whole belly. rippled. “It’s got Hog in the name. I wouldn’t worry” Draco smiled. “Now lunch? Let’s go find your Mum..”

Draco and Lyndon waddled toward the manor, walking in through the large patio doors into the dining room. “Astor?”

“In the kitchen. Where else” came Astors sarcastic reply.

“I love you?” Draco called out.

“I love you too. Why was that a question?“ Astor replied curiously,

“Have you been spending time with Ginny again?” Draco said puffing as he waddled through the door into the kitchen.

“You say that, like it’s a bad thing?” Astor frowned. “And don’t change topic.”

Draco grinned, “Are you grumpy because you miss me.”

Astor smiled and scoffed playfully. “It’s because. I’ve been