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Hermione Weasley smiled as she watched her husband playing with their two children, Harris and Rayne. Harris was their oldest, already 3, Rayne was 2, and defiantly a daddy’s girl. Both children, as expected, had red hair, but Harris had curly hair like his mother. Rayne’s hair was smooth and silky. All together they made the perfect family. Two loving parents, two wonderful children, and a dog, can’t forget the dog. Hermione thought about this as she gently placed her hand over her stomach.
“ Ron.” She called. The love of her life looked up from tickling his son.
“ Yeah Mione?” he asked.
“ Could you come here for a moment? Please?” she added. Ron looked concerned and hurried over.
“ What’s wrong?” he asked. Hermione put a finger over his lips and led him to their family room, which was cluttered with toys. Hermione sat on the couch and motioned for Ron to do the same. He sat looking straight into his wife’s eyes.
“ What’s wrong?” he repeated. Hermione took a deep breath.
“Nothing’s wrong darling. You know how when we got married you said children would make you happier than almost anything?”
“ Excluding marring you.” Ron finished, nodding. “ And it was, and still is true, the days Harris and Rayne were born were two of the happiest days of my life.”
“ You’re going to have another happiest day of your life.” Hermione said. Ron looked at her confused. Then it hit him.
“ Mione, are you saying…” he faded off unable to finish. Hermione nodded happily he shouted and hugged his wife tightly.
“ Mommy? Daddy? What’s going on?” a small voice said from the doorway. Harris and Rayne were there, looking slightly frightened. The parents smiled and held their arms open for the children. Rayne went to her daddy, and Harris went to his mum.
“ Harris, you know how you’re Rayne’s big brother?” the boy nodded. “ Well, now you’re going to have another little sister, or a little brother.” Hermione said.
“ Rayne you’re going to be a big sister.” Ron said. Rayne looked up at him.
“ I hope it’s a girl,” she said, bringing laughs from her parents. Harris stared at her with a scowl.
“ I want a little brother.” He said. Rayne looked furious.
“ Sister!”
“ Brother!”
“ Sister!”
“ Brother!”
“ Kids! That’s enough, we’ll tell you if it’s going to be a girl or a boy as soon as we can.” Ron said. Both of them had agreed a long time ago they were going to know the gender in advance. Easier to plan.
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~A few months later~
Hermione and Ron sat in the obstetrician’s office nervously. It was the moment everyone had been waiting for, the gender of the baby.
“ Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, are you ready for your results?” Dr. Gibbs asked. They nodded excitedly.
“ Congratulations, you hit the jack pot, one girl, one boy.”
“ Twins?” Ron asked looking faint.
“ Twins?” Hermione asked looking frightened, a single birth was bad enough, but two in secession?
“ Yes, twins.” Then the doctor shooed the couple out. They walked to the waiting room where Harry, a pregnant Ginny, Harris and Rayne were sitting.
“ Well?” they all asked. Harry and Ginny had just found out they were having a baby girl.
“ We’re having twins.” Ron said, seeing as Hermione couldn’t speak.
“ Boys? Girls? One of each?” Ginny asked excited.
“ One of each.” Harris and Rayne looked up at their parents.
“ Does that mean a brother or a sister?”
“ Both.” Ron said. The sibling stuck their tongue out at each other. Ron chuckled.
“ I hope they’re not like Fred and George.”
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~More months later~
Hermione was in the kitchen making her family some lunch. Ron had taken the day off and they were planning on going to the park after eating. Harris had turned 4 and Rayne’s birthday was fast approaching. Hermione had just finished making the last sandwich when she felt a large pain in her abnormally large stomach. She let out a small cry. Ron, who seemed to have some internal radar, came running in.
“ What’s wrong?”
“ Why do you always ask that?” Hermione asked, gritting her teeth.
“ Are you in labor?”
“ No, I enjoy kneeling over to make my husband believe I’m in pain. OF COURSE I’M IN LABOR!” She screamed. Ron’s eyes widened. He ran to the back yard where the kids were playing.
“ Harris! Rayne! Come on! We have to get mommy to the hospital!” the redheads ran in, sensing their father’s panic. Ron ran upstairs to get the bag that had been packed for two months.
“Okay, let’s go.” He grabbed the kids and a handful of floo powder. Hermione went first. Then Ron and the kids stepped in
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Three hours later Dr. Gibbs was telling Hermione to push. Ron was at her side, trying to see the full birth for the first time, as opposed to fainting when the doctor announced she could see the head.
“ Here comes the head.”
“ Ronald Weasley if you faint again I swear I will kill you!” Hermione screamed through her pain. Ron forced himself to stay upright and tried to ignore the fact that Hermione was crushing his hand.
“ Another big push!” Gibbs shouted. Hermione pushed with all her might.
“ We have the boy!” Gibbs said and after a while handed her baby to a nurse. “ And here comes his sister. Push Hermione, push.”
“ What the hell do you think I’m doing? Drinking tea!” the woman screamed. Hermione could be scary when she wanted to be. The doctor ignored the comment and announced once again,
“ I see the head!” Hermione squeezed Ron’s hand tighter, if possible, to remind him of her threat. “ One more big push!” a few minute later the doctor handed another nurse the baby girl.
“ We’ll get them cleaned up and bring them back. For now, I want to check the mom, and have some one check dad’s hand.” Dr. Gibbs said. She did a quick look over of both Hermione and then Ron’s hand, and declared them both fine. Then the nurse’s came back with the babies.
“ Doctor, why are they so much smaller than the other two were?” Ron asked.
“ Twins are often smaller than single births.” Gibbs said then left to get the stuff for the birth certificates.
“ So, what are we going to name them?” Ron asked holding his newborn son. They had a tradition of not naming their children until the last possible minute.
“ I like the name Owen.” Hermione said.
“ What about Regan?” Ron asked.
“ Owen and Regan, I like it.” Hermione said looking up at her husband apologetically.
“ What about middle names?”
“ Regan…Molly.” Hermione said looking at the small girl in her arms.
“ Owen… David.” Ron said.
“ So, are we all set to finalize their existence?” they looked up to see Dr. Gibbs.
“ Yes.” The parents said. “ Owen David Weasley and Regan Molly Weasley.” Dr. Gibbs wrote it down and walked out. Then Molly, Arthur, Harry, Ginny, their daughter Keely, Percy, well, Pretty much the entire Weasley family that lived in the burrow, burst in.
“ What did you name them?” Molly demanded.
“ Owen David and Regan Molly.” Molly’s face softened as she looked at the two newest additions to the family.
“ They’re perfect.” She said.
“ Molly, you’ve said that about every child to be born into this family since me got married.” Arthur said to his wife.
“Well it’s true. Ron! What’s wrong with you’re fingers?” Ron’s fingers were still slightly purple.
“ Hermione’s death grip.” Ron said simply. Harry and every other father in the room laughed, as they knew the feeling.
“ You know, for people who can’t manage to lift a couch, you do some serious damage to fingers.” Harry said kissing the top of Ginny’s head. Harris and Rayne gagged as every couple in the room kissed their spouse.
“ I want to see my sister!” Rayne demanded, making her way to the bad. Harris wasn’t far behind to see his brother.
“ Mommy? Will you still love us now that that the babies are born?” Harris asked.
“ Of course, who would tell you any different?” the two kids looked at Heather and Jeff, the twin’s oldest children. Alicia and Angelina stared at the kids.
“ Oh really?” they asked.
“ I’ve always been meaning to ask you two something? Why did you marry Fred and George?” Ginny asked. Alicia had married George shortly after Angelina married Fred.
“ Because, we had this crazy notion that they could be serious at some point of their life’s.” Alicia said hugging George, who looked insulted.
“ Excuse me, who’s running one of the best joke shops in the world?”
“ You two.” Everyone in the room said, excluding both sets of twins. One set gurgled the other smiled, you can pick which did which. The large family all laughed and looked around, grateful for each and every member of the giant Weasley clan.
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I’m not done! This is a story, not a one shot; I just wanted to do this so bad!!!
Next chapter up soon!!!
Issela!!!
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