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Harry watched his son, somewhat having an idea of what he was going to say. He raised a hand in defense at Jasper's remark, not immediately commenting. Mostly because Poppy ran back up, waving around a discarded hair bow. "Did you forgive her, then?" Harry questioned, noticing Abi had followed behind her. Poppy shrugged a shoulder and Harry smirked, sliding it back into place in her dark curls. He kissed the side of his granddaughter's head, letting her run back off after the other. He waited until they were both out of earshot, before turning his attention back to his son. "Just because you don't want to hear it doesn't mean I'm not going to give it to you anyway. I'm your dad. It's my job." He walked over to sit with him. "Are you one hundred percent it's what's best? For you? Take the girls out of the equation for a second." His gaze momentarily fell back to where Poppy and Abi were, realization sliding into place when he watched the two girls. "Does it have to do with whatever had your brother worked up?" Harry finally questioned, turning back to look over at Jasper. He shook his head, "I don't have to know specifics. Quite frankly, I don't want to. There's stuff about your father I'd rather not know. Believe me." He paused. "More specifically things he did."

A princess day at their granddads' was definitely a great front for not having the girls around while Gabe was packing up his things and moving out of their home. Not wanting to be there for that, Jasper spent the day in the Ministry, which wasn't even at all weird given his position. But when the time to pick up the girls came around, he sighed as he made his way to his dads' place. Knowing they were going to come back to an empty house and having to explain that to the girls was not what he was looking for but it was something that needed to be done. They could pretend Gabe was out for business only for so long. "Abigail," he gave his daughter a look when she greeted him looking like a spider monster, not even wanting to entertain her antics. Thankfully though she quickly started changing back, as if she felt her dad wasn't in the mood for jokes. Thankfully, some time later everyone finally calmed down and all of the crises were averted - except for one. Jasper didn't have to use his Legilimency ability to know what Harry was about to ask - he knew his old man enough. "Nothing's going on,' he shrugged as he took the drink and took a sip of it. "Gabe and I are divorcing. Well, I'm divorcing him, to be exact," she finally admitted and looked at his father, shaking his head. "I don't wanna hear it, Dad. The decision's final."

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Admittedly, at that current moment, Teddy wasn't paying much attention until he heard his wife make a noise that brought it right back -- to their daughter, because of course it was her. He had his mouth open, ready to say something, but a few people at another table looked their way. Realizing their daughter was sitting there with his sweater over her head, Teddy just smiled and waved, waiting for them to look away from them. "Iris Nymphadora, I swear to God," he lowered his voice so only he and Amelia could hear. "You're already on probation for scaring your cousins with your spider face, change it back." Teddy lifted the sweater just a little, but Iris's skin was a deeper shade of green and her eyes were already a slightly different shape. He snapped his mouth shut and wordlessly pulled out his phone, hitting the number he was looking for. His grandfather hated muggle technology, but thankfully, with all of his grandchildren, and now great grandchildren, being so integrated in it, he finally relented. Also thankfully, Lucius answered. Teddy rolled his eyes and slid the phone under the sweater. "I can't deal with her," Teddy said, looking at Amelia once he could hear Lucius's low, slightly dangerous sounding rumble beneath his sweater. Served her right, honestly. "Ilsa and Poppy are already going to be in therapy until their 45."

Family time was always a top priority for Amelia, even with their busy schedules. She always made sure that they had at least one family outing per week and this time it was a Sunday brunch in the muggle part of London. Amelia was enjoying her crepes as she watched her husband and their daughter play together with Iris's stuffed froggie. She pulled out her phone to take a picture of the moment but froze when she saw on the screen that Iris's skin was turning unnaturally green. She yelped and quickly threw Teddy's sweater over her, hoping that nobody saw it happen. "She's your problem now, Ted," Amelia shook her head as she looked at her husband, a mixture of fear and shock but also slight amusement visible on her face.

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"We split up because I was being an idiot." Reese's eyes shifted from her hair and back to find her gaze. "And what if we don't split up again?" He reached up to find the hand at his cheek, keeping it in his own for a moment. "I already made mine. Let me know when you make yours."

It was a few days later and he told her he'd go with her to her doctor's appointment. He glanced up when he heard someone walk into his office and smiled when he saw her. "Hi," he said, finishing up putting some files away. "Let me just take this to my secretary and I'm all yours," Reese added, turning to pick up one he'd left out. "You feeling okay?"

Being a metamorphmagus meant that Marcie was basically a human mood ring with her hair shifting colours as she went through a range of emotions listening to her ex. There wasn’t a day when she wasn’t thinking about all of the what-ifs. What could have been had they not broken up? It was very clear to everyone who knew Marcie that she wasn’t over him in the slightest. “Reese,” she sighed as she willed her now-blue hair to go back to her natural jet-black colour. She hesitated for a second before placing her hand on his cheek. “You’re the love of my life and yet we are broken up now. And what if we split again when they’re already here? Won’t that be even worse for them to be in the middle of it rather than already be used to that?” Marcie wondered and shook her head. “You’re not your father, darling. I know you will do whatever it takes to keep them happy,” she added, her thumb still gently stroking his cheek. “I’ll think about it, okay? I promise,” Marcie said before leaning forward to press a small kiss to his cheek. “We don’t have to make any decisions right now.”

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"Hi," Harry started as his son walked inside. "The girls are outside. Well, Ava is," he corrected, because Poppy was sniffling and teary-eyed in his arms and there were currently two spider-child hybrids sitting on his couch. Rolling his eyes, Harry looked back at his son. "That small one over there is yours." He was about to say something else, but Ilsa appeared at the door and started screaming when she saw them, again, which made Poppy start crying, also again. "Ilsa, I swear to God, I told you to stay outside." Abi was at least smart enough to start changing back the moment she saw Jasper, but Iris stayed put. Harry gave her a look and carried Poppy, while all but pushing Ilsa, out. A little while later, they'd finally got the girls settled. The girls were outside playing again like nothing happened. Save for Iris, who he sent off with his father-in-law. "They make you guys seem easy sometimes," he teased, handing Jasper one of the two drinks he was holding. Harry's gaze fell over to Ava. He watched her for a quiet moment, before saying, "You gonna tell me what's actually going on?" He turned his attention back to Jasper. "Don't say you're fine. I'm not even going to humor that."

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He'd pointedly avoided his brother the whole day, but as the evening came to an end, he knew Jasper would corner him sooner or later. Still, Dylan gave one half-assed attempt of a wide-eyed, completely innocent, I don't know what you're talking about expression anyway. Which was done in vain. "He always looks like that," was what he said instead. "They don't know. And you wouldn't either if you would stay out of my head, you asshole." Dropping the shit attempt at an innocent act, Dylan mirrored Jasper's look right back. "And yes, thanks, I'm aware he's Gabe's ex. Shockingly, I'm a little more concerned with the fact that he's my boss and Dad's gonna kill me."

"Dude," Jasper merely said once he finally managed to get his brother alone. With their guests finally gone, he made damn well sure Dylan wasn't going to get away this soon. "Dads are going to murder you. I'm pretty sure Draco's going to have an aneurysm or something," he gave him a look and shook his head. "Oh, and did I mention he's my husband's ex?" Jasper gave him a look and shook his head. "You really have the worst taste, man." @bejxweled

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"Baby, do you really want me flying 300 feet up in the air while I'm on three hours of sleep?" Hugo questioned as he followed Cassie to the couch and shifted Ilsa in his arms. She finally calmed down enough that actually giving her a cold teething toy was helping her. He pressed a kiss to the top of Cassie's head, leaning back against the couch so that they all would be comfortable now. "You still could try, Cass. I know now you're too overstimulated for this but you can't go on without any sleep," he spoke softly and looked down at her. "Call me sooner next time, darling. You know I'll drop anything and be here in seconds. I don't want you to do it all alone."

"Well. No." Cassie looked up at him, having been about to say something, but she trailed off when she met his gaze. She'd had confusing feelings before the baby, but now that Ilsa was here, it was multiplied by about a hundred. So, instead, she leaned into the kiss to her head and settled against Hugo's side. "I'm okay right now," Cassie eventually said, gaze falling to their now-resting daughter. Silent for a moment, she eventually continued. "Maybe you could stay for a little while." She tilted her head to look up at him. "It'd be easier to do this together."

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Draco merely rolled his eyes at his husband's words and pressed a kiss to the top of Dylan's head. "I only said he's small and loud. Which is what you are too, mon amour," he mused before looking back at their son. "Mhhm, let's hope she doesn't get all of the Black genes," Draco added. He smiled against Harry's lips and shook his head. "Married with four kids? Eleven-year-old me would have fainted if I told him," he teased, knowing what Harry had on his mind. There had been many, many scenarios which could have happened for them and their current situation was actually the most optimistic of them. But Draco didn't want to overthink it, afraid he might jinx it. They were finally happy and free and now they were able to focus on making sure their kids had the childhood they, and Harry especially, were deprived of. Draco gently moved away to put the baby in his bassinet. He held his breath when he wiggled a bit but eventually settled down. Finally. "What a coincidence, love - you're also cute when you're not making any noises," he teased and kissed Harry again before pulling him close against his side. "You do realize they'll eventually return Teddy and Jasper to us, right?" he teased. "We're going to die. Or at least go very crazy."

"Cute." Harry rolled his eyes, gaze falling back to their son. "Let's hope neither of them do." He gently ran a hand through Dylan's already visible blond curls. "They might have gotten the hair, though." Harry looked up at him with a small smirk, laughing at what his husband said next. "You would have." He reached up to gently tug him down for a kiss, careful not to disturb their sleeping son. Harry let go when Draco put Dylan down, wincing when he started fussing. But he eventually relaxed and Harry let out a soft sigh, settling against his husband's side. "I could argue against that point," Harry said with a smirk. But soon after, he scrunched his nose up at Draco, realizing that their older boys would be home soon. "Yeah, but they aren't right now, so let's not think about it." His eyes fell now to their daughter who was still, like she had been all night, fast asleep in the bassinet beside her brother. "I don't want to hear Ted bitching about why we brought home two babies instead of a puppy again."