November 19th 2001

"Hermione, I'm home!" I called out, closing the front door and shrugging the robes off my shoulder.

"I'm in the kitchen Harry!" I heard her call out and ran into the kitchen. The serene sight got me at the loss of words and admire the beauty which beheld.

Hermione was walking around the island, munching cookies which she made me backs last night, while one of her hands rested on the small round baby bump. Her ringlets were tied into a ponytail, and I was tempted to snog her senseless.

She looked beautiful.

"Are you even going to enter the kitchen?" I heard her ask. I snapped out and her glowing face came into view.

"Sorry I just zoned out." I said with a chuckled before walking over to her and placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Hmm, looks like you had a tiring day." Hermione said with a smile. "Shall I make you some tea or-"

"No I'm good." I replied to her unfinished question. "Anyway, how have you two been?" I asked caressing the small bump on her belly. Both of us had gotten used to this moment. "Please tell me you were resting the whole day."

Hermione looked at my hand on the bump and laughed. "The baby and I were just lying on the couch and watching Rom-Coms all day." She said and then smirked at me. "Satisfied!?"

"No," I said playfully. "But I'll take your word for it."

Hermione laughed and gave me a peck on the cheek. My heart fluttered in glee and my lips tugged a smile at the contact.

"Anyway I think we could go for a nice walk," I suggested. "You do need some fresh air after all-"

"Actually, I don't think we can." Hermione cut me off with a frown. "Ron sent me an owl."

I too masked the same expression as she continued. "He knows about the baby. Apparently he visited my parents yesterday and they told him."

"Does he know that it's mine?" I asked her uncertainly.

Hermione merely sighed and nodded. "He does but, surprisingly he didn't look angry while writing it. He just asked me about keeping the news from him." She said when all of a sudden we heard the someone apparating into the flat. "That must be him." She said before both of us exited the kitchen.

I felt Hermione take my hand as Ron smiled at her for the first time in four months. He and I met everyday at the ministry and exchanged talks about Hermione. At least I was happy that Ron was still concerned about his ex girlfriend and even had the audacity to meet her after he learned of her pregnancy.

"Hey." Ron said with a smile and spotted our entwined hands.

For a moment I felt as if Hermione was my possession.

I felt Hermione trembling next to me and not to my surprise, found her in tears. It were her hormones maybe.

"Hi." She said meekly and sniffed.

Ron chuckled and put on his best puppy dog face. "Now will I get my hug?"

Hermione chuckled and I left her hand, nudging her towards our best friend. She took the sign before running into Ron's arms and giving him a bone crushing hug.

For a moment, a wave of jealousy hit me.

Maybe because she still might be in love with him?

Or maybe not, only Merlin knew.

"I missed you." I heard Hermione mumble as Ron chuckled and placed a kiss on her head.

"So did I." Ron said with a sigh as she loosened her hold around him. "And I'm so sorry for leaving abruptly the last time."

Hermione frowned and glanced at me before looking back to Ron. "It's alright, I- I have almost moved on-"

Almost.

At that word my heart cringed as well as danced in joy.

"Well, with a bun in the oven and all." Hermione finished with a chuckle. "So there is nothing to worry."

"Looks like." Ron said gingerly, looking at me and then at her belly. "You look pregnant."

"Of course, because I am you dimwit." Hermione said with an eye roll and then pulled him towards the sofa to sit.

Well to me, Hermione was beautifully pregnant.

"Harry, are you going to stand there the whole evening or will you care to join us?" Hermione asked.

"Sure." I said and avoided Ron's look and sat next to Hermione.

The three of us sat in an awkward silence when Ron cleared his throat and started the conversation.

"So um," he mumbled. "When did that happen?" He pointed at Hermione's belly.

Hermione and I exchanged a look, having no idea what and how to reply.

"Actually, it happened on Harry's birthday after you left." Hermione said quietly and I took her hand, letting her know that I was there. "I-I was so drunk and broken and Harry was just being a good friend-"

"Just a good friend?" Ron mocked and looked at me. "Really?"

"Ron-" Hermione sighed. "You know I really loved you-"

"It's okay, I know I deserved it." Ron said, not taking his eyes off me. "You loved me and I broke your heart, I deserved it-"

"Ron," I cut him off. "Let me tell you that it wasn't planned."

"I know it wasn't." Ron said quietly with a smile. "So calm down."

Yet again, silence engulfed us when it was broken by Hermione.

"Ron, you should know that we don't have an ulterior motive-" she looked at me and I curiously looked back at her. "But we would like you to be our baby's godfather."

Both Ron and I were taken aback at her request. It was rude to ask your ex boyfriend to become your baby's godfather.

But even I couldn't agree less with her.

"Yes Ron," I added with a smile. "We really want that."

Ron questioningly looked at us for seconds before his lips cracked a smile.

"I'd be honoured." He said and was tackled by Hermione.

"Thank you! It means so much to me!" Hermione started to cry against Ron's shoulder who gave me a 'why is she crying' look.

"It's the hormones." I answered with a chuckle before Hermione withdrew from his embrace and got on her feet.

"Excuse me guys, I need to pee." She said with a small laugh before disappearing into the washroom.

Now it was just Ron and I sitting in silence keeping our words to ourselves.

"I did it for you."

I looked at Ron and found him smiling at me as he spoke.

"I'm a fool when it comes to all this but I definitely can't fail to notice how much you love her."

Was he saying that he broke up with Hermione so that I could be with her?

"Ron-?"

"I never loved Hermione anyway. As much as I tried I couldn't," he chuckled. "We had so many fights, disagreements, I knew we wouldn't last for long."

I stayed quiet and let him speak.

"And then there was you, keeping mum about your love for her so that she could find her happiness in me. Why do you always have to sacrifice everything?"

For the first time in four months, I felt at the top of the world. My best friend sacrificed his relationship for me.

"I'm happy for you two Harry, I really am."

"But we're not together-"

"I bet you'll be banging each other before the new year." He said with a smirk. "I've seen the way she looks at you."

I merely rolled my eyes when Hermione came out of the washroom and joined our conversation. I kept noticing Ron who kept throwing knowing smiles at me.

And from the talk we had today, I had a good feeling about Christmas. Merlin knows why.

December 25th 2001

"So are the two of you ready?"

Hermione and I smiled at each other and then gave the healer a nod as she proceeded with Hermione's monthly check up. It was Christmas and both of us were hoping for the best.

Hermione held my hand tighter as the healer cast a spell on her five month old belly and a screen appeared in front of us.

"Ooohhh it tickles." Hermione giggled like a little girl. She liked it when the ultrasonic spell gave her tingles up her body.

I gave a small laugh when the picture Hermione's uterus came on the screen. My heart sang happily at the sight of our baby moving around in that small space. It was simply beautiful.

"Well Mister Potter and Miss Granger, your baby looks healthy and nice. It has a steadier heartbeat than the last time."

I smiled and kissed Hermione's hand and held it tighter.

"And also-" the healer continued. "there happens to be another baby."

We looked at each other with widened eyes and then at the healer.

"But, there is only one baby on the screen." Hermione said, when only we saw the baby changing its position and the other one came into view

"There you go!" The healer said with a smile. "Congratulations. You're expecting twins."

"We are having babies Harry!" Hermione exclaimed like a little girl. "This is like the best Christmas gift ever!"

"I agree." I said and gave a kiss on her cheek. I really wanted say that I loved her, I really did. However I didn't want to see those hormonal tears again.

"Anyway dears," the healer started. "Do you want to know the gender of your babies?"

Hermione and I exchanged a smile and shook our heads to the healer.

We wanted the moment the surprise us.

After receiving the good news, Hermione grabbed me for some nursery shopping. I didn't mind buying all sorts or baby assortments from the muggle stores. Plus, I had a good time pampering Hermione and buying her expensive gifts for Christmas.

"But Harry, it's really expensive." Hermione said looking at the price of the gown which I chose for her. "Plus, it won't even fit me-"

"Then wear it once the babies come out." I said with a chuckle. Before she could protest further, I said "No no's from you miss Granger. I'm buying you this."

Hermione pouted and watched me pay when she spotted an equally expensive men's watch.

"I'm buying that for you since you bought me the dress." Hermione said as she payed for the watch.

"Really? I don't wear watches often." I said, giving her an odd look.

"I'm going to get you into the habit of wearing it." Hermione said sweetly before we could take the watch and walk along the streets of London. Luckily Hermione shrunk all the bags and had rummaged them inside her extensive beaded bag.

I felt home as carols echoed around and and we walked silently, arm in arm, enjoying the cold winter winds kissing our faces. It was peaceful and calm and I felt as if no one was there around us; it was just Hermione and I.

All of a sudden Hermione stopped and clutched the baby bump. My heart thumped in fear, and prayed that nothing serious was happening.

"'Mione," I reached out for her when she took my hand a placed it on her belly. I wondered why she did that, until I felt something hitting my hand.

And then it hit me what it was.

"One of them is kicking!" Hermione exclaimed as I felt the kick again. "Oh!" She squeaked.

"Wow!" Was all I could say and caress her bump, only to feel more kicks against my hand.

"It's exciting but painful." Hermione chuckled and then looked at her belly. "Sweethearts, both daddy and I love you but will you please slow down?"

I chuckled knowing that she was trying to talk to the babies. Hermione was all over the 'not swearing' thing because apparently babies could sense and hear their parents voices.

Since then even I had gotten used to talking to the babies.

"I still can't believe it." Hermione said in an awe and looked at me.

"Neither can I." I softly admitted and looked back into those chocolate eyes.

Before I could register what was happening, Hermione leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.

My heart soared at the touch of her lips on mine as they moved along in perfect harmony, just like the gentle spring breeze and the flowers. She faintly tasted of vanilla and strawberries with a hint of chocolate.

Her mouth emitted a delightful moan as I pulled her close, as much as our babies could allow and swiftly entered my tongue into her mouth. I was sure we were on fire as our hands started to explore our bodies.

I was really enjoying the moment, but it was turning into an X Rated movie as some audience started to gather around us.

Hermione seemed to read my thoughts as she broke the kiss and whispered "Harry, make love to me."

I kissed her again at her request and pulled back only to drag her back to my, our flat, which luckily happened to be just two blocks away, on the border of the wizarding and the muggle London.

The moment we entered the flat, Hermione wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed me square on the lips. All I did was to wrap my arms around her and respond to those igniting kisses she was giving me.

Breaking the kiss, Hermione shrugged the jacket off my shoulders and hungrily latched her lips back to mine.

"Is it okay for the babies?" I asked against her lips and she nodded before kissing me again.

"Bedroom." Was all she murmured impatiently against my lips as I started to lead her towards my room while our hands slowly discarded the layers of clothing a from our bodies.

Finally after four months, we found ourselves at a height of pleasure and bliss.

And love.

"Oh god! This little one kicks like mad." Hermione laughed out as we lay in my bed all naked, basking in the faint evening light falling on us through the window. Almost half an hour ago, we made love for the second time without any awkwardness or limitations.

Last time it was painfully weird. However this time it was lovely.

Now we were all snuggled up under a thick blanket, talking to the babies in her belly and sharing a few kisses.

"Yeah. I'm sure she's going to make an amazing Quidditch player." I said with a smile and caressed her belly, feeling the baby kick against my hand.

"She?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at me. "You think one of them is a girl?" She asked.

"I bet both of them are girls." I grinned at her. "I just can't wait to spoil them rotten-"

"And what if they are boys?"

"I don't mind spoiling them either."

Hermione chuckled and leaned in to place a brief kiss on my lips. Oh I was so getting used to this. But we were not in a relationship yet, that was the problem.

What were we, friends with benefits?

Hermione broke the kiss and gazed into my eyes. "Harry, why do you think that I asked you to sleep with me today?"

I looked back into those beautiful questioning eyes and replied "Maybe because you were horny and wanted to take advantage?" She knew my reply was a playful one.

"Well it's true that I was horny and I used you." She said with a laugh. "But also, I wanted to give you a chance."

My eyes grew wider at her confession and I decided to closely listen to her words.

"You have done loads for me and the babies. You keep us happy; you have always kept me happy," she continued with a smile. "It's only fair that I do something for you too."

"Moreover you love me and you're the only man who's made me feel beautiful about myself." She blushed slightly. "When I broke up, I wanted some time to think. I would've completely accepted your love within seconds if I wasn't heartbroken."

I smiled dearly at Hermione and kissed her deeply. My heart already belonged to this woman. And now, she was ready to give me a chance with her; she wanted a chance to love me. I was ready to give her all the happiness in the world.

I broke away and leaned over to place soft kisses on her stomach where my children kicked in response. Placing a last kiss on the tummy, I looked at her and said "I love you."

Hermione chuckled. "I know," she said. "I can hear that all day."

I laughed and leaned in to kiss her again when I felt being pushed back.

"We need to get to my parents' for dinner," Hermione reminded me. "Maybe we can continue this later." She added with a glint in her eyes.

I was up for that offer.

February 25th 2002

Waking up with Hermione was heaven, it was like a dream becoming reality.

Every morning my eyes met her beautiful face as I held her in my arms, her smile bringing a bigger smile on my face.

I felt like the luckiest guy alive having this beautiful woman by my side.

In the past two months of our relationship, we had gone on dates, check ups and even to the Weasleys with who we had lost contact for three months. And in the night after we made love, my heart fluttered as I felt my children moving inside of her.

All of this was so magical.

We had started to paint the nursery. I was still very adamant about our babies being girls, I had no idea why though. I wanted two mini Hermiones to pamper and love, I wanted them to grow up bold and beautiful like their mother.

"Harry, anything but pink!" Hermione exclaimed as I picked up the pink paintbox. "What if they are not girls?"

"I'm very sure they are love." I say kissing her nose.

"Okay even if they are, I don't want them to love pink! It horrendous!" She exclaimed and then picked up a pastel green paintbox. "What do you think about this one?" She asked.

"Too Slytherin." I say with a shake of my head when we finally decide on a common colour.

"Lavender is a nice colour." Hermione agreed and kissed my cheek. "Finally we agreed on something."

"We always agree on something, don't we?" I asked playfully which earned me a kiss on the lips.

"Oh we certainly do." Hermione said with a wink as we proceeded to buy more things for the nursery.

I chuckled and followed her lead as some questions started to haunt my head. I did want a bright future with Hermione and my children, but was I ready?

Will I make a nice father?

Will I make a nice partner for Hermione?

All my life I had no one to guide me. The ones I had were taken away from my life during the war.

I did have Ron, but that lad himself was a confused one.

"Harry?" I heard my name and found Hermione looking back at me with her radiant smile while her simple dressing made her even more beautiful. It was when I realised that I was ready for commitment.

I was ready to ask Hermione to be my wife when the time was right.

April 27th 2002

"Hermione sweetheart, keep breathing! Keep calm!" I kept encouraging my girlfriend as she waddled along the room she was appointed into. My heart kept thumping in glee every second as Hermione was on the verge of giving birth to our children.

It was around six in the morning when her water broke and we immediately rushed to St. Mungos for delivery. Since then it had been three hours and at the moment Hermione was cursing and moaning in pain.

"You arsehole, how dare you!?" Hermione screamed back at me. "Here I am in pain and you're asking me to calm down?"

"Well, you shouldn't be stressing-"

"Stressing my arse!"

I chuckled as she kept cursing angrily and finally sat down next to me as another contraction hit her.

"Ow!" She moaned and clutched my hand tightly. "Harry, it hurts! I want them out already!"

"I know love," I said placing a kiss on her head. "I'm sure the healer will be here-"

At that very moment, the healer walked in with two nurses and motioned Hermione to lie down on the cot.

"Place your feet on the metal clamps Miss Granger." The healer instructed and Hermione followed her words. "Let's hope your fully dilated."

"Let's hope." Hermione breathed out and tiredly smiled at me. "Please be with me." She murmured.

"I am here." I said kissing her hand.

"Okay, you're ready." The healer announced and looked at Hermione. "I want you to take deep breaths and push. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Hermione said with a nod.

"Alright, on the count of three! Let's get you babies into this world! One, two, three!"

Hermione's screams deafened me while her hands crushed mine pretty hard. I gasped in pain and kissed Hermione's head, encouraging her to keep pushing.

"You're doing great!" The healer announced. "Just a couple of pushes more, we will have your first baby!"

"Come on sweetie, you can do this!" I whispered into Hermione's ear and kissed her cheek. "You can do this!"

"Don't you dare Harry James Potter!" She screamed into my ears. "You fucking forgot to use the contraceptive spell!"

"I know and I'm sorry!" I soothed her down calmly as she screamed again.

"You're crowning Miss Granger! The head's almost out!"

The healer's announcement gave me an adrenaline rush; this was like an amusement theme park ride. In moments our first baby would be here in this world!

"Hermione, I love you." I murmured into her ear. "Just think of the baby-"

"One last push-"

"Come on love, you can do this!"

Hermione pushed for the last time with all her might and fell into the cot as the first cries of the baby were heard.

I was a father and I couldn't believe it!

"It's a girl!"

And nonetheless to a very beautiful baby girl who was wriggling in front of my eyes.

"Would you like to cut the cord daddy?" The healer asked and I happily accepted the scissors she handed me. I looked at my daughter who was all covered in blood and mucous, wriggling her tiny fingers and toes and she kept wailing with her closed eyes.

She was beautiful.

I carefully cut the cord and allowed the nurse to take her away for her check up and sat next to Hermione's heaving body.

"You did it!" I chuckled and kissed her gently. "She's so beautiful."

"I know." Hermione replied with a small smile. "I'm looking like shit aren't I?" She asked with a laugh.

"You look beautiful." I answered honestly. "So beautiful that I love you more."

Hermione gave me a teary smile before kissing or entwined hands, two which a cringed a little.

"Don't worry, I'll heal it for you." She said softly before looking back to the healer.

"I'm ready." Hermione said with a nod.

"Alright, let's get this done mummy!" The healer exclaimed. "Take a deep breath and push!"

Yet again, Hermione went through the same process, with a less of curses and shouting. I knew she was strong, and she could easily give birth to a baby; she fought against Voldemort after all.

"Almost there." I muttered into her ear. "You're there!"

Hermione pushed for the last time and fell onto the bed, closing her eyes and smiling as our other twin cried.

"Oh Mister Potter, you have got two little girls to spoil!" The healer said and I was handed the scissors again. "You are one lucky man." She added as I cut the cord and admired my beautiful daughter.

"I am." I agreed before they took my baby girl away. I didn't realise the tears rolling off my cheeks and Hermione calling out for me.

"Harry," Hermione called out softly as I took my seat next to her and placed a kiss on her head.

"You did it." I whispered as the nurses proceeded to clean and cast pain relieving spells on her. "They look beautiful, just like their mother. I-" I sobbed. "I love you so much."

Hermione laughed as she pulled my head towards us and our lips met for a brief kiss. Neither of us cared if the nurses and the healer were ogling at our moment, we just ignored the world and sucked our souls out of each other.

This kiss was magical.

Hermione broke away and looked into my eyes.

"I love you."

My eyes grew as those three beautiful words left her mouth.

"I love you Harry."

I laughed or cried, or did both, I had no idea.

"I love you too." I replied with a teary chuckle and kissed her softly.

Hermione laughed against my lips and kissed me back with all the passion, lust and love she had for me. She finally did it, she finally admitted that she loved me. No one could imagine how happy I was, how thankful I was to Merlin.

Sweet Merlin she loved me!

A series of coos made us break our kiss and our eyes followed to our beautiful bundles of joy the nurses were carrying. I felt Hermione in tears next to me as one of the babies were handed over to her.

"She is the elder one." The nurse said looking at the baby in my girlfriend's arms. "And this little one is younger than her sister if I am not stating the obvious."

Hermione awed as the second baby was also placed into her arms. Both of us couldn't help but shed tears of joy as our baby girls animatedly moved their tiny fingers in the air.

"We'll give you some family time." The other nurse said with a smile as both of them left the ward, giving us some time of our own. My eyes went back to the two babies who were enjoying their mother's attention.

"Hello sweethearts." Hermione murmured and gently placed kisses on either of their velvety heads. "I am your mummy, yes I am."

I gave out a small laugh as one of the babies managed to catch of of her mother's loose curls and wrapped it around her little finger. The other twin cooed, trying to catch her mother's hair.

At that moment, everything seemed to stop for me.

Seeing my three beautiful girls smiling and bonding made me want to see this for every second of my life.

I wanted to marry Hermione Jean Granger then and there.

"Lily."

That name broke me from my reverie.

Hermione smiled at the elder baby and looked at me. "It suits her doesn't it?" She asked me.

"Um," I looked at my baby girl and gently took her from Hermione's arms. Luckily I had held a baby before and knew how fragile they were. Gently, I shifted her in my arms and looked into her eyes.

All I saw were my very own emerald orbs staring back at me curiously.

"Lily," I murmured in agreement and smiled dearly at my daughter who opened her little mouth and kept staring at me with her wide eyes. "Lily Elena, you're beautiful." I said stroking her soft cheeks.

"And this little one is our Roselyn." Hermione said smiling at the second twin as she kissed her little nose. "Lily Elena and Roselyn Jean Potter have a nice ring don't they?"

My eyes averted towards Hermione who was gently rocking the baby. I guess she knew I was looking at her in surprise.

Little Roselyn's eyes met mine and she started to cry for attention. Her eyes were of dark sapphire blue, which I knew would change into a beautiful shade of chocolate brown.

I was sure that she would have her mother's beautiful eyes.

"Daddy, I guess she wants you." Hermione chuckled and gently adjusted both the babies into my arms.

I felt complete looking at my daughters. I knew they would have Hermione's looks once they grow up. They had the same face, chin, lips, the nose was mine I guess.

"Both of you are beautiful. Daddy loves you both." I said with a smile and looked at Roselyn. "You will grow up to look exactly like mummy, I know." I added and kissed her little head. The baby cooed in agreement as I felt Lily being taken away from my arms.

"Lily Elena Potter and Roselyn Jean Potter sounds good." I told Hermione with a smile. "They sound great in fact. Also, Hermione Jean Potter sounds amazing, don't you think?"

Hermione looked shyly at me and gave out a small laugh. A lone tear left her eye as she asked "Are you proposing?"

I merely smiled and asked "So what if I am? You have already given me so much of happiness," I looked at the babies in our arms. "Would it hurt if you give me more for the rest of our lives?"

Hermione laughed as happy tears fell off her eyes. "I'd love to." She said and I wasted no time in kissing her. She had accepted my not-so-perfect proposal, but being here with our new family as a nice time to make new promises and new visions for our future.

Hermione broke away and rested her forehead against mine. "I love you." She said softly to which I kissed her again.

I was ready to love her and my daughters for the rest of my life.

And even our unborn children who were yet to come.

Epilogue: November 5th 2002

The day was finally here.

Within minutes, Hermione will be my wife.

At the moment I stood at the altar, waiting for her to show up and walk down the aisle to me.

My heart kept beating faster as seconds passed and I looked at my little angels who were sat with Luna and Ginny.

They looked adorable.

Lily gave out a huge squeal as she saw me smiling at her and Roselyn too followed the same suit. Their eyes, both emerald and chocolate glimmered in joy as they kept looking at me. It was a joyful day after all.

I was so much in love with my daughters.

"Mate," I heard Ron whispering into my ear. "She's here."

And there she was, walking down the eye looking flawless as ever. She looked like a goddess waking down the heaven with an arm wrapped around her father's. Shyly she kept looking at the ground, fighting her insecurities within.

In a second our eyes met and I again realised how beautiful she was and I was ready to take her for an eventful journey with me.

That one smile she gave me took me back to the day I fell in the with her.

It wasn't during the war or the hocrux hunt.

It was the day when I first met her.

And now as her hand was given into mine, I promised myself to keep her on the top of the world.

She was my queen after all, she deserved it all.

A/N: I suggest you listen to 'A Thousand Years' by Christina Perri for the epilogue.

With this story, I end this year of 2014.

I would like to thank all those who read, reviewed, favourited and followed this story! I'm glad I got some response.

Anyway, wishing all of you a very Happy 2015!

Just keep R&R and let me know of my progress as an early birthday gift for me. :) (It's in another eleven days, no kidding!)