Ginny had followed Molly into the kitchen to talk about 'witch things' they had told the men. Charlie was stroking Hermione's hair as she napped and Harry held onto Albus. The Dracologist had an expression of patience as Harry clearly was wrapping around what he wanted to say.
"You are going to stay this time?" Harry finally asked and Charlie nodded.
"Most definitely, Harry. I will be doing proper notice tomorrow and plan to stay home and take care of her." Charlie sighed with a pleasant smile and Harry nodded, but his lips were still fixed.
"Mione, are you asleep?" Harry declared and the woman continued to breathe heavy as she rested. "Charlie, I have something I would like to talk to you about."
Charlie understood the direction of the conversation. He pulled out his wand and cast a small muffling around Hermione. She would still hear the thrum of their voices but not consistently hear the words or delicacy of what they would be speaking about. "You told me in your last letter there was a couple of leads?"
Harry nodded but pursed his lips, "Charlie, we could go on and on about someone who may have been possibly motivated in some way. But we need to know what happened in the last year that someone would want you not to remember."
Charlie frowned and shook his head, "It can't be any other answer than maybe someone did not want us together. Did someone have a motive to hurt her or my children? Remove the father to make it easier? I wish I could remember to tell you more suspecting factors. Anyone lingering around for her after work or during hours that doesn't belong?"
"Hermione has had visitors in her office since the start of this mess. We can start overviewing visitor logs for both of you when you worked there. Maybe there was something you did not tell us about. I have been taking this investigation very personally, Charlie. It was on my watch you lost your memories and even if you don't get them back, you will get the justice you deserve. Just keep staying low and we will keep her safe. I told Kingsley not to let her go anywhere alone, but I don't want to startle her by telling any of this to her." Harry finished and Charlie nodded.
"I know, Harry. I appreciate your updates. I am sorry I am not more help. All I remember is looking around and seeing a hooded figure walking away from me. You already knew that." Charlie sighed and Hermione stirred. Charlie discreetly flicked his wand while smiling down at her, "Did you enjoy your nap?" He murmured and she nodded.
"I thought I would wake up and you wouldn't be here. I am so glad I was wrong," she sighed and he chuckled. She cringed and reached for her stomach, "Alright, alright... give me a moment and I will sit up."
Charlie pushed her gently into a sitting position and started rubbing her shoulders in certain spots which made her groan and sigh, "Charlie... you are fantastic. How did you remember that?"
"Muscle memory I suppose," he mused and grinned.
"I cannot wait until they are out..." She sighed and the tone in her voice was edged with a longing he had to bite his cheek to silence in himself.
"We are in the Burrow, I am reminding you both..." Harry cleared his throat and Hermione blushed over at him.
"It is fair to assume, Harry, that this woman has not been shagged decently in months... how devastating," Charlie murmured and Hermione exhaled.
"Charlie don't start with me... If you only knew..." She growled and he chuckled as Harry sat there silently mortified.
Charlie leaned over and whispered gently in her ear, "You just wait until I have a chance to take care of my lovely woman the way she deserves." It gave Hermione chills and she sighed.
She couldn't relish the beautiful feelings he was igniting because another wave of discomfort happened and she groaned. "This is the pits," she grumbled.
Molly poked her head out, "How long was that, Harry dear?"
"Forty-five minutes," Harry mused and Hermione sighed and shook her head.
"They are naughty Weasleys," Hermione slumped against Charlie who was giving Harry a puzzling look.
"They are far apart, probably just faking her out again," Harry explained gently.
Charlie sighed and nodded, "I will learn quickly I am sure."
"They have been doing this for three days," Hermione sighed and Charlie kissed her cheek.
"Thank you for doing this for me," He told her and she smiled and nodded against him.
Hermione ran a hand over his on her shoulder, "Always, Charles." She pulled away enough to slide to the edge of the couch. "Love, can you help me up the stairs? I have to go to the restroom."
Charlie nodded and smiled as he stood up, "Of course, that is what I am here for."
She gave him a genuine smile and he pulled her to her feet. "Very good because I am going to need help with your children. They have already been trying my patience."
Charlie assisted her up the staircase with a bright grin and Molly caught the edge of it as she came out with Ginny. The Weasley witches nodded at each other and the mother sighed, "I am glad he finally decided to come home. She doesn't tell anyone for fear of them telling him, but she was in a sadness of sorts these months. Pretty angry at this stranger as well."
Harry gave them a nod as they sat down, "I am working on it. I promise you. We asked a few witnesses I knew would have seen something from the Leaky Cauldron. Hannah described the figure in question follow Charlie in and out. Not much to go on, but I am working hard on this obscure case." Harry reassured Molly who sighed.
"He is, mum. Very long hours as you know. We just need to trust him," Ginny saw her son moving and went to take him from Harry.
"Mother!" Charlie shouted and Molly turned pale. "Mother! I don't know what's going on!"
Molly bolted up the staircase swiftly and Hermione was using him as a grounding. "What's wrong?" Molly asked with alarm and Hermione groaned.
"Water broke," Hermione growled and squeezed Charlie's arms harder through the pain of the wave.
"Alright, it's fine. We just need to get her to the hospital, Charles." Molly reassured him and his eyes grew.
"Now?" He whimpered through her grip and Molly nodded.
"I told you!" Harry shouted from down the stairs. "They just needed to hear their daddy."
"Bugger off and help us, Harry!" Hermione shouted and the gangly man laughed and ran up.
Harry and Charlie helped her down the stairs and they started to head out to see the twins...
0o0o
"Where's my babies! I want them back please." Hermione exclaimed through exhaustion after three long hours of delivery and another of them checking the children and mother.
The two healers were hushing the babies after doing the proper care and walked over to her. "Miss Granger, here they are. Your two healthy baby girls."
Hermione started to cry gently and ran her hand over Charlie's, "I told you we were having girls." She murmured as the babies were placed in her arms.
"My girls. My lovely ladies..." Charlie whispered and kissed Hermione's forehead and she cuddled the murmuring newborns.
"Our little Sonia and Amelia, Charles... we have our babies," Hermione was holding back a wave of pure unfiltered joy that was overcoming her.
He felt shocked but remembered this might have been a conversation they had before. Those were the names he wanted if they were girls. She picked his names... "I love you so much, Hermione. You did so well." He breathed and kissed the little girl nearest him.
"In a couple of years, we will have a son. I don't want you disappointed," she teased softly and he chuckled.
"I wouldn't care, lovely. If you never want children again I wouldn't care because I have my girls. The loves of my life." He told her and she smiled up at him.
"Would you like to hold them longer than a moment this time?" She asked and he held back tears.
"Really?" He responded and she nodded with a smile.
"They are your children, Charlie. They are ours. We made them together, I just grew them for you," she whispered and Charlie took the baby closest.
He gasped at how light and soft she was. "Gently," the healer reminded him with a smile and he paled.
"Have we decided who this is?" Charlie declared and Hermione glanced down at the other one.
"I have Sonia, she is the quieter one," Hermione sighed and nodded. "She was the wee one who liked it when I read."
"And this is my Amelia Joan Weasley. AJ for short," he told his daughter who was grumbling in his arms.
"Sonia Wren Weasley?" Hermione asked him and he nodded.
"I like it. My smart songbird and my merciful defender," Charlie declared and Hermione giggled.
"Don't you dare think you are going to make either of them be different than they are supposed to be," she teased and he nodded.
"Never, they can be whoever they like as long as they are Gryffindor and play Quidditch," he retorted and smiled.
Hermione shook her head and sighed, "You are too much," she sighed.
Charlie and Hermione swapped babies as the healers checked the children over again and gave the parents a few small moments of getting to know their new family. It wasn't long both girls needed to be fed and Hermione was shed of the blankets enough to do so. Charlie watched in amazement a few moments before speaking.
"So, they do have a purpose then?" He snickered and Hermione grinned and nodded.
"They really do, I am glad I have two of them," her retort was perfect, even with how tired she seemed.
His cheeks were pink and she realized he had not seen her like this without his memories. "Are you uncomfortable? You can go tell the family about the children if you like."
He shook his head and cleared his throat, "No, I mean, we are going to be sharing a room, a bed... sometimes other things as well." He smiled at her and she giggled and nodded.
Charlie sat and watched her quietly after that as she tended to the children. She was so good at this. How had he not seen her in this light before? The Nurturer. The woman who tugged at his heartstrings. The soft and vulnerable but strong witch... it was captivating. He realized she was telling their story... he started to listen.
"Your daddy had no clue, not one. That was okay however because Uncle Ron wasn't very happy with it. We will tell you that story later on, but for now, it was all because of a spell. Your daddy didn't like it and neither did I until I found out it was your daddy I was supposed to have you two with. Then I was the happiest witch alive, but I didn't want to scare away your daddy." She murmured and the girls were still latched.
"So, your mother decided to do a naughty thing and not tell daddy you were in her belly. That was alright because daddy would always come back... he always has and always will." Charlie finished and sat on the bed next to Hermione.
"Even though mommy is stubborn and mean at times," Hermione added and Charlie nodded.
"Or daddy doesn't like to listen to mommy's feistiness and does what he wants to... which will make mommy happy because what he wants is his family." He finished and pressed his chin to her shoulder to look down at the babies. "They are so gentle and soft. Small tuffs of red hair. I can imagine bright eyes to match. Hermione, they are perfect."
"They are, my love. You are going to be the best father," she told him softly and he nuzzled her neck.
"Good, because you are already a brilliant and loving mother. I need to match you," He murmured and she kissed him.
Soon the girls were done with their needs and the healers came back to assist the woman. Charlie took the twins and held them to his bare chest as the witches checked the new mother. Quite a few tests and chart checking before transfiguring a few items around the room. St. Mungo's had been accommodating the prophecy pairs especially due to possible magically interference and did not want to risk the chances.
They got Hermione comfortable as Charlie sat and hummed to his girls and watched carefully. "I am not sure we like that you are so dehydrated, Miss Granger. Can you drink and eat a little before you have your children back?" One of the healers asked and Hermione nodded.
"They can stay with their father, I am sure he does not mind being selfish." Hermione murmured as they slid on a buttoned gown for modesty on the new mother.
"Can you ask my parents to come in?" Charlie asked one of the healers who smiled and nodded.
"Of course, Mr. Weasley," she declared as they went about to go fetch refreshments and the grandparents.
Hermione watched as he hummed softly and leaned over to run a hand through his hair, "Charlie, I really do love you," she declared and he smiled.
"I really do love you, Hermione. I know you have a hard time believing that someone would find you enough for them, but I do. The whole time I was gone... I worried. I pined. I missed this even though I hadn't a clue what this was. It was so deep and impacted into me that even lack of memories I knew I wanted to be here. I also knew it was important for you to know it was a choice of love."
He sat on the bed again and she kissed the baby with the A on her blanket. "My lovely Amelia," Hermione whispered and the baby was murmuring.
She ran fingers over the other child and sighed, "My lovely Sonia."
The healers came back in with a tray of food and water followed by Molly and Arthur. "Mother, father, come meet my children," Charlie declared and Molly covered her mouth.
Arthur watched for the healers to give Hermione her tray and walked over to kiss her forehead, "You did a good job, darling. I am very proud of you." He praised her gently and she kissed his cheek.
Charlie let Molly take one of the children, "Meet Sonia Wren Weasley, mum," Hermione said with a smile and Molly smiled and let her tears freely fall.
"Oh, she is so beautiful! Sonia, beautiful Sonia!" Molly declared and Charlie handed the other child to his father.
"That is Amelia Joan Weasley, father," Charlie announced and Arthur smiled and ran his finger over her cheek.
"They are beautiful little girls, children. You could not have gotten any luckier," Arthur voiced with a bright smile and Molly sighed.
"Beautiful twin girls, how lovely, Arthur."
Charlie ran a hand through Hermione's hair and kissed her cheek as she ate, "Can we get you anything, my love?" He asked and she shook her head.
"We just need to invite in the godparents and I will be happy. I am so tired..." Hermione trailed off and he nodded.
Molly nodded and smiled, "You did so good, Hermione. It is not easy to handle two births in one night. Very quick so I am thankful for that... you will be able to rest easier. If you want to nap after you eat we can help Charlie." She offered and Hermione started to shake her head but Charlie cleared his throat.
"Hermione, you will need rest. What you did was a miracle. Give yourself the chance to relax and let us take care of them. You spent nine months doing so," Charlie insisted and Hermione nodded.
"Alright, Charles. I will relax, but I need my babies too..." She pouted and he kissed her forehead.
Arthur kissed Molly's forehead and handed Charlie his daughter back, "I will go get Harry and Ginny for you both."
Molly sat down on Hermione's other side of the bed and kissed her cheek, "My wonderful daughter. You made such perfect babies."
Hermione smiled and sighed, "I had help. Charlie has decent ancestry," Hermione murmured with a playful smile and Molly giggled.
Hermione drank a great amount of water before lounging on the pillows a bit. Molly helped move the tray so she could relax a bit more and handed her Sonia so the matriarch could fuss about the room and fix it to be more homely and welcoming. She had fixed Hermione's bed for her and sorted the woman's gown to be open enough for the child to feel her skin, but still, give her modesty.
Charlie watched his witch close her eyes in contentment after the long-awaited moment. Hermione was very happy to have her children and her Charlie in the same room. He would make sure the visit was short so that she could get some rest; he could see she needed it. Everything was perfect and he was going to keep his wonderful girls safe and sound from now on.