Summary: Hermione discovers she's pregnant after a one night stand with Fred Weasley and an imposed marriage law forces them to get married. The Burrow goes wedding planning mad as the pair get to know each other while coping with the unexpected pregnancy. Not everyone's on Hermione's side though. Can they discover whose out to get them before it's too late? FW/HG

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter Hedwig and Fred would never have died.

Warnings:Mentions of sexual content.

Notes: Edited and Beta'd 12th June 2015


DOUBLE TROUBLE


Hermione was awoken ten minutes before her alarm was due to go off on Monday morning. Her morning sickness had made her stir and she quickly dashed to the toilet, making it back to her room just before the alarm. She quickly switched it off before Ginny threw it out the window like she'd done on several occasions.

Angelina and George had gone on their honeymoon the night before and it was Hermione's first shift in the shop. She hadn't seen Fred since the wedding on Friday, but he had owled her about working in the shop. At first he'd tried to convince her against it, but gave up and agreed to some hours with her. She was banned from making potions though, Fred didn't want to risk her or the baby's health with the fumes. Hermione had eventually agreed and stocked up the shop and served the customers.

Hermione had felt bad after Fred's confession at the wedding. She felt better about everything now though, she finally had her real feelings out in the open and Fred was being so supportive. It was time to stop hiding this damn pregnancy, she was Hermione Granger and proud of who she was. Bearing that in mind, Hermione pulled on a pair of boot cut jeans and a tight-fitting t-shirt that showed off her small bump. She still couldn't believe she was showing so soon.

Hermione grabbed her black jacket and bag on the way downstairs and made some toast before she floo'd to the twin's shop. When she got there, Fred was at the till sorting out the change before they opened the shop and Lee was unpacking some box.

"Hey workmate," Fred greeted shutting the cash register.

"Morning," Hermione smiled at both boys before taking a bite of her toast. "Should I hang my jacket and bag in the back?"

"Yeah, I'll show you," Fred said making his way over to her as Hermione finished the last of her toast. Fred put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the back room where they made the potions. Hermione put her bag on a counter and shrugged off her jacket. She turned around to hang it on the coat peg next to Fred and found him gaping down at her stomach. He hadn't seen her bump and now that he had, he couldn't tear his eyes away.

"It makes it seem so real," Fred said in a hushed voice. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he knew he didn't have a right to just fondle Hermione's stomach when he wanted. They weren't that close yet.

"Yes it does seem real," Hermione smiled rubbing her hand over her stomach. She saw Fred moving his hand forward before pulling it back after a second thought. Hermione chuckled and grabbed his hand, placing it under her t-shirt and on her stomach. His fingers spread out to cradle the small bump as a big grin spread across his face.

"I can't wait for the scan on Friday," Fred smiled. "Finally get to see him."

"It could be a girl," Hermione said earning her a snort from Fred.

"Please. Have you seen my family? It's definitely a boy."

"We have a while before we find out, that's if we want to find out."

"I don't mind honestly, I know it's a boy so it's up to you if you want to know that I'm right," Fred said gently rubbing Hermione's bump.

"I actually needed to talk to you about something, I know I should have asked earlier, but we've both so busy I never got the chance. I actually booked a scan with a muggle doctor, but if you'd rather make an appointment with a healer then I'll just owl them today," Hermione said. She glanced up at him to judge his reaction.

Fred moved his hand from Hermione's stomach and placed his hands on her waist. He pulled her forward so she was flush against him before moving his lips next to her ear and whispering. "I don't care if it's Ron that's scanning you Friday, as long as I get to see the baby I'm happy. Being muggleborn is part of this kid's heritage. If there's ever anything you'd rather do the muggle way, then you just have to let me know." He placed a kiss on her cheek before flashing her a big grin. She was taking his worries to heart. She was including him in the decisions and letting him get involved, Fred had honestly never felt happier. "Have you got any plans for after the scan?"

"No, I can't say I do."

"Care to join me for tea in the flat? I've got some things to discuss with you about living arrangements anyway. We could make it into a second date if you wanted? I'll even cook for you if you dare risk it."

Hermione smiled before placing a kiss on Fred's cheek. "I'd love to have dinner at your flat."

"Fantastic, now let's go out and help Lee open up before the customers get here."

Hermione spent the rest of the week helping customers and working at the till. Fred had refused to let Hermione stock shelves because of the heavy boxes. He didn't want her making any potions because of the vapours, despite Hermione's protests. At the end of each day, Hermione was always exhausted. Fred had tried to get her to go home early each night, but she'd refused. She had enjoyed her time at the shop even though she barely saw Fred during the day. He'd been busy making stocks or helping customers. They did manage to spend their lunchtime together where they tried to get some wedding planning done. Mrs. Weasley was now sending them a daily to-do list to work through. Hermione was grateful for her though, she wouldn't have a clue where to start with the wedding planning without her. She didn't have her own mother here to help, but having Molly there for both of them helped Hermione through it.

~#~#~#~

"Nervous?" Fred asked as they waited in the doctor's office Friday afternoon.

"I'm just worried in case there's something wrong, you hear it all the time don't you?" Hermione said glancing at the clock. "I've read about all sorts of things happening and everyone just assumed there wouldn't be any problems. What if there's something wrong?"

"Everything's going to be fine, the kids got the brightest witch of the era for a mother as well as Weasley blood," Fred said grabbing her hand and entwining their fingers. "And if God forbid there's something wrong, then we'll deal with it together."

"Miss. Granger?" A nurse in a blue uniform called from the doorway behind them.

"Showtime," Fred smiled standing up with Hermione. They both walked hand in hand to the nurse's room, each trying to hide their fears from each other.

"Hello, I'm Nurse Richards," The woman announced smiling at both of them. "We're here for the first scan, correct?" She sat down at her computer and started typing while Fred and Hermione took a seat next to her.

"Yeah it's my first scan," Hermione confirmed.

"I'm assuming this is the daddy?" The nursing asked. Fred nodded so she continued. "Right, Hermione if you'd like to climb onto the bed and undo the buttons and zip on your trousers. I'll be right back with your notes from reception and then we can get on with the scan." The nurse gestured to the large blue bed in the middle of the room before walking out the room.

Hermione released Fred's hand and climbed onto the bed, she lifted her hips to undo the top of her jeans and lay back down. Fred jumped up from his seat to stand by her and grabbed a hold of her hand.

When then the nurse came back she placed a folder next to her computer and pulled the scanner over. She lifted Hermione's top and squirted some gel onto her stomach and used a white probed device connected to a screen to spread the gel.

"That there is the womb so let's have a look at the baby, shall we?" The nurse said moving the probe over Hermione's stomach. "There's the..."

"Is everything alright?" Hermione asked as the nurse trailed off.

"Oh yes. Everything looks nice and healthy. There just appears to be two separate heartbeats." The nurse said moving the probe to point out the different heart beats.

Hermione just stared at the two tiny flutters on the screen. Two babies! She was having twins, of course, the family had joked about it a few weeks ago, but she'd never thought it was a possibility. All the books said that twins couldn't be inherited from the fathers' side of the family. Even if there were twins on the mothers' side, it only meant there was an increased chance.

"Are you sure?" Hermione finally managed to ask. "It's not a mistake or anything?"

"No, there are definitely two babies here."

"Twins!" Hermione choked out collapsing back onto the bed.

"I'll give you two a few minutes," The nurse whispered to Fred before slipping out of the room.

Fred was shocked, but he was happy about it.

Hermione looked over at Fred. "I don't know how to be a mother to one baby, how the am I going to look after two? I honestly don't think I can manage a mini Fred and George. I don't think anyone can handle that to be honest."

Fred laughed earning a scowl from Hermione. "I was more worried about how you would look after just one baby, you've always mothered pairs, haven't you? Ron and Harry, then me and George. It's who you are."

"Aren't you worried?" Hermione questioned.

Fred cupped her face and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "You're not doing this on your own, these are our kids and I'm going to be there every step of the way. We'll learn together, we can do this. I'm terrified, don't tell George though, that git won't ever let me forget it. We'll manage love."

"Thank you," Hermione replied before leaning forward to kiss Fred. She turned to look at the screen and stared at the tiny shapes on the screen just as the nurse re-entered the room. "They're amazing."

"Of course they are, they take after their dad," Fred grinned winking at the nurse.

"Is everything alright?" The nurse asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry it was just a shock that's all," Hermione apologised.

"Don't worry about it, I cried my eyes out at my first scan and I was only having one. Your hormones are all over the place," The nurse said smiling. She then took a few minutes take measurements with the computer. "Your due date's the 28th of June, now do either of you have any questions?"

"No, I'm fine thanks, Fred?" Hermione said climbing off the table to do up her jeans.

"Oh I'm alright, I'll have you know that I'm an expert on twins," Fred said placing an arm around Hermione's waist. The nurse handed them the scan photo and waved them goodbye as the couple left the doctors. The couple apparated back to the flat when no one was in sight.

"Do you still want to stay love?" Fred asked leading Hermione over to the couches "I know it's been a long day and a bit of shock so you don't have too."

"I'm alright to stay a bit longer if you have me," Hermione said sitting down next to Fred. "

"Hmm," Fred pondered with a grin on his face. He leaned over towards Hermione and slipped an arm around her waist to pull her into his side. "I can think of a way you can convince me, but I've got something to tell you first."

"What is it, Fred?"

"George and I have bought Zonk's, we're going to turn it into another joke shop. This is completely up to you love and if you don't like it, we could always start looking for somewhere else. It's just an idea but..."

"I would love to live above the new shop Fred, I would be ideal for your work and at least you're right there for when the babies come. It's a perfect idea really if you get some more staff," Hermione said.

Fred's face broke out into a huge grin. "Really? Are you sure? We can always try to find somewhere else to live and rent out the upstairs. I know it's not ideal to raise a family."

"Don't be silly Fred, it's an excellent idea. It makes me feel better knowing your just downstairs and we can do it up can't we?"

"If you really mean it Hermione then that would be great, George and I will have to interview a couple of people to get some more staff. I want to have at least the first month off after the twins arrive. That's not all I had to talk to you about." Fred stood up and walked into the kitchen leaving a confused Hermione behind. Just as he was about to ask what he meant, Fred walked back in with a hand behind his back.

Hermione gasped as Fred dropped to his knees in front of her and took one of her hands in her own. "I really like you Granger. I know we're being forced together because of this whole marriage law, but I hope we can make this relationship work. You're an amazing woman. You're beautiful, intelligent and the kindest person I've ever met. The fact that you're carrying my twins makes everything even more special. I know we don't have a choice in the matter but..." Fred brought his hand from behind his back to show her a blue box. He opened the box to reveal a sparkling diamond on a silver band. "I want to marry you and I only want you to accept this ring if you think that one day you'll possibly want to marry me too."

"I already do," Hermione whispered as tears trickled down her cheek. "You're so wonderful Fred, I couldn't have gotten through any of this without you. I know the marriage thing wouldn't have come around so soon, but I think even without that law we would have gotten there eventually. You mean so much to me and I really think I'm falling for you. I would love to marry you, Fred Weasley."

Fred grinned and slipped the engagement ring onto her finger before pulling her up into a hug and swinging her around in a circle. "You're unbelievable Hermione Granger. It's a good thing too, already got most of the wedding sorted."

~#~#~

The rest of the afternoon had been spent with the couple talking through their new living arrangements and the wedding. George and Angelina were going to move into the flat Fred and George were in. Apparently the apartment above the new joke shop was larger than this one. Both twins had agreed that Hermione and the babies should get the larger place.

Fred had ended making them both a lasagna which was very nice. He'd always put himself down when it came to cooking so his attempt that evening was a pleasant surprise to Hermione.

"It's really late, I should probably go," Hermione sighed as leaned back against the arm of the chair. Her feet were on Fred's lap as he gently began to massage them. "I've had an excellent date though Fred, thank you."

"Stay," Fred muttered kneading the sole of her left foot earning him a loud moan from Hermione. He repeated the move and pressed harder which caused Hermione to make a loud moan followed by Fred's name.

"Can't...Mmm... Your mum will... Mmm... panic." Hermione replied throwing her head back as Fred continued to massage her feet.

"Mum knows you're with me, I won't try anything 'Mione I swear. I'll sleep on the couch if that makes you feel better."

"Don't be silly, you don't need to sleep on the couch. I'm tired though and Ginny's probably already asleep." Hermione lifted her head to scowl at Fred for stopping his massaging. "Why did you stop?"

"Why don't we get changed for bed and I'll give your back a massage?" Fred offered. "I know it's hurting from working in the shop all week and the pregnancy hurts your back as well according to the book."

Hermione smiled and nodded, ignoring the blush that started to burn her cheeks. She didn't miss the fact that Fred had read a baby book, but would bring that up with him later. A back massage sounded excellent, especially if Fred was anywhere near as good as he had been with her feet.

They both headed to Fred's room to get changed. Fred grabbed some black pyjama bottoms and grey cotton top and headed to the bathroom to get changed. Hermione suspected that it wasn't his usual sleepwear because the last time she'd slept her all he'd worn was his boxers. It was silly really when they thought about it. They were both so nervous around each other even though she was carrying his children. The only time they'd ever slept together was when they'd been drunk though.

Hermione transfigured her jeans and top into a pair of pyjama shorts and a tank top. She was far too warm to cover up any further. She climbed into bed just as Fred returned ready for bed. He dimmed the lights before walking over to Hermione's side of the bed and pulling the covers off her.

"Shuffle forward love," Fred muttered in a husky tone. He climbed into bed behind Hermione so she was between his legs. He made sure to keep his crotch far enough back so she wouldn't feel his still present erection. All his thoughts of McGonagall in her underwear while in the bathroom hadn't fixed things. It had been a while for Fred, his own hand had kept him company for weeks, ever since finding out about the pregnancy.

Fred grabbed the bottom of her top and moved it up her back so it was bunched at her shoulders. Hermione surprised him when she leaned forward and pulled the top over her head and throw it at the end of the bed leaving her in only her bra. He started at her shoulders. Kneading them slowly, loosening all the tension out of them before working his way down to her shoulder blades. He pressed against them making small, slow circles with his thumb before making his way to her spine.

"Mmm... God, that feels incredible," Hermione encouraged. "I can take my bra off if it makes it easier for you."

"You don't have to," Fred said in a husky tone. He unclasped the bra before continuing, "I can just unclip it, I don't want you to do anything you don't feel comfortable with."

"I want to do this," Hermione replied in barely a whisper before shrugging off her bra.

Fred swallowed a lump in his throat before continuing to massage Hermione's back, working his way down her spine. He tried to concentrate on her massage and not his tented trousers. His cock was now throbbing because of the imaging in front of him, a half-naked Hermione moaning his name in pleasure. It took all his control and will power not to flip her over and bury himself inside her and just take her. He knew he had to take things slow with her though and let her take the lead. She had a very limited experience when it came to sex, even though they had already slept together they had both been very drunk. And, even with the large amount of confidence from the alcohol that night she'd still been rather shy and embarrassed.

When Fred got to the bottom of Hermione's back, he placed his hands around the sides of her back half way up. He used his thumbs to knead the still tense muscles while his fingertips rubbed slow circles over her ribs around her front. He inched his way up, slowly towards the sides of her breasts. One of his fingers had just grazed Hermione's breasts when she let out a much louder groan, causing Fred to instantly still his hands. She leaned back so that her head rested on his shoulder.

Fred looked down and saw her slightly parted lips, tightly shut eyes and a flushed face and he nearly came in his pants at the sight. She was so beautiful and was obviously just as aroused as he was. He kissed the side of her head before slowly moving his hands around her front to cup her breasts.

" Oh Fred," Hermione muttered arching her back, pressing them into his hands.

"They're not sore are they?" Fred whispered.

"No... Please, Fred," Hermione begged. "Just go careful, they're really sensitive."

Fred ran his thumbs over her nipples while the rest of his hand cupped her breasts. He gently began to knead and squeeze them. He kissed her cheek and trailed kisses across her jaw and began nipping and kissing his way down her neck before sucking at the junction of her neck and shoulders. He pinched her left nipple between a finger and thumb while his right hand trailed down her stomach and cupped her sex through her pyjama shorts. The crotch was already soaked as Fred slowly started to rub her through the material.

Hermione felt the familiar coil sensation at the pit of her stomach begin to tighten, but the contact wasn't enough. She needed more. She squirmed and tried to thrust her hips into Fred's talented hand although it was difficult from their position. "Please, Fred... I need more."

With her permission given Fred slipped his hand inside her pyjama shorts and traced the outline of her pussy lips with his finger. He applied pressure to her entrance before sliding a finger inside her. He moved it repeatedly in and out of her finding a good pace before adding a second finger. He moved his thumb to rub against her clit as he continued to fuck her with his fingers, getting faster as he felt her inner walls begin to flutter around his fingers. By now he'd stopped trying to hide his erection figuring it would give her more proof of how amazing she was.

"Cum baby," Fred whispered in her ear as he applied more pressure to her clitoris and squeezed her left nipple harder. "Let go."

The words seemed to be the final push Hermione needed as Fred felt her inner muscles tighten around his fingers and she cried out, shouting Fred's name. He waited until she'd come down from her high before slipping his fingers out of her and releasing her breast with his other hand. Fred dried his fingers on the bedding before moving both hands down to cradle her abdomen and kissing the love bite he'd made at the bottom of her neck.

"You're beautiful," Fred whispered.

"I don't know what came over me, I'm sorry Fred," Hermione said when she finally caught her breath. "My hormones are all over the place, I just constantly feel so..."

"Horny?" Fred offered with a smirk. "And don't ever apologise for that. I enjoyed myself, watching you come apart. I'd happily help you out with that whenever you want. Now come on, it's time to get some sleep."

Hermione turned her head slightly so she could face him and blushed when she realized what was pressed against her arse. "What about you? I could help..."

"I'd love to take you up on that offer love, but you're knackered and we'll have plenty of time for that in the future. I'll go and sort myself out in the bathroom, why don't you check my drawers and grab one of my shirts?"

Fred kissed Hermione's lips before standing up and going into the bathroom. He relived the memory of Hermione coming apart in his hands while he stroked himself. It didn't take long before he felt his balls clench.

When he finished and had cleaned up, he went back into the bedroom to find Hermione's Pyjamas and underwear lying at the foot of the bed. Hermione was curled up under the covers facing the wall so Fred jumped in behind her and scooted up close to spoon. He slipped a hand around her front to against her stomach and nuzzled his face into her hair.

"I love you, Hermione," Fred admitted pressing a kiss to her head. He heard her deep breaths and knew she was already asleep.