February 1st, 1978

"Ah, Molly Weasley, how are you feeling?" Healer Finklebomb asked, grabbing a folder near by.

Healer Finklebomb was a short, skinny old man. Thick, black rimmed glasses rested on the end of his nose; his lime green robe too long for his height. He was an old friend of the Weasley's, and had helped Molly with all her previous pregnancies. Jittery, but very careful, Herbert Finklebomb knew what he was doing.

"I've been well." Molly said, "Drinking fluids, taking the tonics you gave me.." she mumbled as if she had been asked the same question multiple times. She was burning with curiosity to hear about the status of her new baby.

The Weasley family had decided to have another child. There's nothing wrong with that, is there? The more, the merrier was the motto. With the trademark of having flaming red hair and a numberless amount of freckles, the tradition was continued on throughout the Weasley family tree. Molly and Arthur Weasley didn't plan on stopping anytime soon, and with number 4 on the way, they were preparing themselves as usual. A big family meant eternal happiness for the couple, no matter what the consequences were. Arthur and Molly Weasley were willing to sacrifice for their kids, while working hard at their relationship. A perfect equation for a big happy family.

So, where's Arthur, you ask?

Arthur was unable to accompany his wife to the monthly check up due to emergency work at the Ministry of Magic. He was genuinely sorry towards his wife always wanting to be there for her, but Molly insisted he went so he can dodge the risk of losing his job. Both of her hands rested on her abnormally larger-than-should-be belly, as if her upcoming child had already been born.

Percy Weasley, who was now 2 years old, was dressed fully in his mum's knitted sweater and matching hat. He sat quietly on a small child's stool next to his mum, holding up a book up to his face about muggle medication, staring intently as if he knew how to read books.

He didn't.

"Well.." he held the muggle ultrasound pictures into the light, "You went to the directed muggle doctor as I directed you to."

Molly nodded. It wasn't a pleasant visit either.

"And..the babies look absolutely healthy!" He exclaimed, smoothing his uniform.

He carefully slipped the photos into the folder once more, as Molly gave a huge sigh of relief. She rubbed her belly affectionately and felt a small kick.

"Did you hear that, Percy?" Molly turned towards the boy, "Your younger brother is doing great! Ah, your father is going to be so pleased." She laughed, poking the small child in the belly.

He giggled aloud looking up at his mum smiling then almost immediately went back to reading his book.

"They seem to be doing great and should be due in around.." Healer Finklebomb tapped on his small white beard, looking up at the ceiling, "2 months or so?"

"Two months! I cannot even believe time passed so fast.." she said, counting the days. She paused, backtracking on what her healer had just said.

"Healer.." she mumbled, "Did you just say babies? As in more than one?"

"Mhm, mhm," he said, "Yes! It is quite obvious why your belly is bigger than a usual pregnant witch's. That's why you experienced all those extra symptoms. Molly, you're having twins."

Her eyes grew large as her mouth opened into a confused smile. Twins. Twins. Molly was absolutely shocked, and the look on her face said it all. Big tears brimmed on the edges of her eyes.

"Merlin's beard, twins! Oh my goodness, I have to tell Arthur!" she half yelled, laughing as if there were nothing better in this world then having twins, "Thank you, Healer Finklebomb, thank you!" she said, shaking his hand. "Come on Perce, we have to tell your brothers!"

She took the newly prescribed tonic and stuffed it into her satchel. Percy dropped the book onto the near by table and grabbed on to his mother's arm.

"Just let me know if you need anything! Floo me anytime." He said.

She waved vigorously.

"Alright, goodbye now!"

CRACK.

Molly and Percy landed in the living room of The Burrow, the crackling of the fireplace welcoming them. The mother could hear the faint quarreling of Bill and Charlie who were upstairs, yelling at each other.

"Percy, Percy!" Molly exclaimed excitedly, smiling widely.

She picked him up and spun him around in multiple circles. He shrieked with joy as he flew in the air.

"Y-Yes, Momma?" he asked, slightly dizzy from the spinning.

"Gather your brothers and bring them downstairs." She ordered, dusting herself off. "Mummy is going to get Daddy. We have great news."

Arthur and Molly Weasley were welcoming not 1, but 2 new additions into their family.

Hello everyone! I apologize for the very slow beginning. It'll get better, I promise -crosses heart-. Reviews would be nice! Thanks.

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