A/N So, you've read the Wedding Bells Part Two. There was an error in my writing of it, so please, re-read the chapter and make sure you got the ending right. Now! I continue with hormonalness and father fear! This chapter takes place when Hermione is about 7 months into her pregnancy, so that places Ginny about six months into hers. Please, R&R!!!

Chapter 10: There's TWO?

Ginny and Hermione were sitting outside drinking their tea. Fleur's hair was back to its normal length. Hermione was huge with her baby, yet Ginny was just big. Ron noticed this just as he was bringing them their lunch.

"Uh Hermione? Either we're having a Hagrid or I'm seeing things."

Hermione laughed.

"Oh, Ron, I can't be that… Ron, I AM that big!"

Ginny thought for a moment. If Hermione was huge, there's got to be… more than one! She whipped out her wand and said an incantaion.

"Quantitatum Feti!"

Hermione's eyes glazed over and her mouth dropped open. A soft, musical voice, similar to that of the eagle door knocker at the entrance to the Ravenclaw common room came out of her mouth.

"Hermione Granger-Weasley is mother to two. Ronald Weasley is father to two."

Hermione's eyes unglazed themselves and her mouth shut. She looked visibly shaken.

"Ginny, you know what that means."

"Yeah. I'm not sure if I should congratulate you or feel sorry for you."

Ron looked VERY confused.

"And what does that mean?"

Ginny laughed even harder than Hermione had.

"Ron, you idiot, it means you wife is having twins! You know what those are, I hope, given how you grew up with a pair."

"Bloody hell! How am I supposed to raise two of them at the same time?"

Ginny walked inside to find Harry asleep on the couch. She felt a pang of guilt for making him work so hard, but then she realized that he had put love into, and decided to wake him up anyway.

"Harry, wake up honey."

"Oh, Ginny," he said. "What happened?"

Ginny laughed, remembering the look on Ron and Hermione's face.

"Maybe you should come out to the porch."

Harry slid off the couch and walked over to the porch. He saw Ron and Hermione running around, fussing over…

"Harry, bloody hell, 'Mione is having TWO babies! TWINS!" yelled Ron, looking both excited and frantic.

"Blimey, two? Uh, congratulations? Or sorry… I'm not really sure what to say." Replied Harry.

Hermione looked up at Harry. She grinned.

"Well, I imagine that it will be, obviously, twice as hard to raise two, but it will possibly twice as fun."

"Uh, yeah. Sure."

Harry turned to Ginny.

"You're quite sure that we're only having one, right, Ginny?"

"Do you want me to check," Ginny answered, with a slight grin.

"Might be nice," said Harry, worriedly.

Ginny repeated the spell and the musical voice came on.

"Ginevra Potter is mother to one. Harry Potter is father to one"

Harry sighed in relief. He felt rather foolish, worrying about having more than one child, because, just as Hermione had said it, it may be twice as fun. He pushed the worries to the back of his mind, and grinned at Ginny.

"Well, we know that we won't have a Fred and George, which, although it would be fun, would be a bit scary, if you ask me," Harry said. He turned to Ron and Hermione. "No offense."

Ron laughed.

"None taken." he said.

Hermione flashed Ron a glowing smile and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the cheek. Ron turned as red as his hair, but when Hermione gave him a stern look, he shook it off.

They all walked off to the kitchen to get lunch, when Neville and Luna burst through the door.

"Hello, Harry! Neville and I are getting married!" Luna said, sounding as dreamy as ever.

Neville laughed.

"I'm so glad, never reckoned I would get married."

Hermione ran over to Neville and gave him a crushing hug..

"Oi, Her- Hermione, I... can't… breathe…" he said, turning a bit purple.

"Oh, sorry Neville, I'm just so happy for you. And you too, Luna!"

Luna smiled brightly.

"Thank you, Hermione. I suspect that it was the baby that was crushing Neville, you're pretty well along now."

Ron walked up next to Hermione.

"Speaking of baby, Hermione's… um… having twins."

Neville and Luna both grinned widely.

"Congratulations from both of us!" said Luna

After a while, Neville and Luna left, and Hermione began to torture Ron with hormonalness. She made him bring her lemonade, hold the lemons, treacle tart, but made him take it back when she saw that he had not topped it with pickle slices (which are not part of a treacle tart, to those readers who are not British or don't know what treacle tart is.) Ginny only slightly annoyed Harry. (and by this I mean she made him rub her feet, and give her lots of kisses. YAY!)

Eventually, Ron also fell asleep on the couch. Hermione did not stop yelling at him to wake up until she shouted that she was having the babies, which was not true, but Ron woke up with a jolt, screamed like a girl for a couple seconds, which prompted Fred and George to come downstairs and taunt him, rename him Little Princess Ronnina, and prank him for the remainder of the day until Hermione hexed them into the next week, and then kissed Ron passionately for a while, and then proceeded to slap him across the face.

Harry and Ginny laughed at this for a while, but then Ron gave them a glare, but then his expression softened into a 'Help Me' look. So they stopped, and Ginny, being very hormonal, took Harry up to her room so they could have a quick shagging session. When they left for dinner, Harry could not help feeling quite embarrassed.'

When they went to bed that night, Ginny heard Ron upstairs, pacing and whimpering.

"Bloody hell. There's two. Twins. Bloody, very bloody hell."

Ginny laughed quietly, turned over, kissed Harry, and fell into a deep sleep.