Wooo finally into the home straight, there's only going to be another five chapters after this one, so the story is going to come to a close soon. I'm really happy with the first 700/800 words and then I'm not so sure, I guess that'll teach me not to start a chapter at 10:45 pm.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters.


The constant worry of her well-being and the 20 questions fired at her where slowly driving Hermione crazy. She cared deeply, probably even loved both Blaise and Draco but she just couldn't take their constant worry. Writing a quick note on a spare piece of parchment she grabbed a loose fitting cardigan and slipped on her flip flops. Glancing in the mirror Hermione frowned. Pulling out her wand she waved it twice and watched as the mirror begun to increase in width. Once satisfied with both appearance and mirror she left the house.

Once outside Hermione looked around, it was still a mystery to her how Dumbledore had gotten the inside to resemble the weather outside, the sun beating down on her skin and a small breeze drifted through the cottages. Unlatching the gate from its lock she strode towards Ginny and Neville's house. Hermione couldn't remember the last time she had simply left the house to go visit her best friend.

Squeezing through the tight space Hermione brayed her knuckles on the wooden door. Waiting patiently she admired the row of lilies planted underneath the window. With one hand she reached down to stroke the delicate petal. She pulled back when the door opened.

"Hermione what are you doing here?" Ginny asked, stepping away from the doorway to let Hermione in.

"Needed to get out of the house so I thought I'd pay you a visit. Is that alright?"

"Of course it is, you know you're welcome here any time you like." Smiling Hermione followed Ginny into the kitchen.

"Is Neville here?" she asked leaning against the counter-tops.

"Afraid not Hermione, he's gone out with Seamus." Ginny said, "Would you like some pumpkin tea, I was just preparing myself some when you knocked."

Having never heard of pumpkin tea Hermione nodded and headed into the living room. Photographs of the Weasleys where spread across the fireplace. A photo of Mr and Mrs Weasley beaming with joy and waving was in the centre, beside that was a picture of the entire family on their trip to Egypt.

There was a large hanging photo of a young Frank and Alice behind the television screen. The two Longbottoms stood beside one another, with Frank's arms wrapped around Alice's protruding waist. The two waved at her and Hermione found herself waving back.

"I noticed the last time I came over to yours you didn't have any pictures of yours, Draco's and Blaise's family on the wall. I wanted to ask why but I didn't know if it would be an uncomfortable topic." Said Ginny, walking into the living room with a steaming copper kettle and two china cups. She placed them on the table and walked over to Hermione.

"I never paid it much attention. All our parents are alive and the thought of a smiling Lucius Malfoy is something you don't want to frame." said Hermione laughing.

"True, are they excited for their first grandchildren?"

"I think so, Narcissa and Maria are definitely excited but I don't know about Lucius or Marco. I think if they are they wouldn't let on to it." The two women turned away from the photographs and walked to the sofa. Placing a hand over her bulging stomach, Hermione shifted into a comfortable position. The twin on the left kicking her repeatedly.

"Are you excited?" Ginny asked while pouring two cups of pumpkin tea. Lifting the scorching cup to her lips Hermione sipped it carefully.

"I guess so, I know Draco is looking forward to it but Blaise hasn't really said much on it recently." Ginny nodded lowering the teapot on to the table. Leaning back into her chair she picked up her own cup and took a small drink before sighing.

"I know that feeling, Neville is extremely excited and Mum is going overboard with all the baby things. Only yesterday she owled me a box full of bibs and gloves. Why a baby needs eight pair of woolly gloves I don't know." Hermione laughed, shaking her head she reached for a magazine on the coffee table.

"If there's any blue ones I'll take them off your hands," joked Hermione. "This tea is really nice by the way, how come I've never heard of it before?"

"Mum was craving anything and everything pumpkin when she was expecting Bill and one day Dad made her pumpkin tea and she found it calmed her and Bill. She drunk it throughout all her pregnancies and claimed the effects worked on all of us, so I gave it a try."

"I hope it works, this little bugger on my left kicks day in day out. I hardly sleep because of him. His brother is far more relaxed though, he only kicks every now and again and can be soothed with a hand."

"I've been quite lucky then, Frankie only ever kicks in the evening." Explained Ginny, who frowned when she saw Hermione's expression. "What?"

"Frankie, is that what you've decided to call her?"

Ginny still frowning rubbed her neck "I thought I'd told you we were naming her Frankie, its short for Francesca."

"I can't remember, you've probably told me but I've slept since then." laughed Hermione.

"Bellatrix is due any day now." Said Hermione looking out the window to see Harry and Pansy walk past the house. It had been awhile since she had seen Pansy and was shocked at the size of the dark haired Slytherins stomach. "On another note have you seen how big Pansy has gotten?"

Following Hermione's gaze Ginny peered through the windows staring in shock. "Bloody hell, I only saw her the other week. Where's that come from!"

"She's huge, when is she due?"

"Erm… she's only five or six months isn't she? I'm sure she's due in October though. You don't think she's expecting twins do you?"

"Harry's never mentioned twins, she might just be big."

"I guess so, I mean I expected you to be a lot bigger seeing as you're carrying twins but you're not."

"I feel like a whale half the time," said Hermione finishing the last of her tea. "Have you any pictures of your ultra sound?"

"Don't worry, you don't look it." said Ginny, and she pushed herself out of the chair and toddled out of the living room. Taking one step at a time she climbed the stairs and turned into the nursery. The room was decorated in pastel pink with small white sheep magically printed onto the walls. Ginny crossed the room with the sheep following her every step. Grabbing the pictures off the side table she left the room, waving the door shut behind her. Climbing slowly back down the stairs she handed Hermione the pictures and sat back down.

"She loves having her picture taken," said Hermione flicking through the numerous ultrasounds.

"I know, I can't believe she'll be here in four weeks. This pregnancy is stirring up a mixture of emotions inside me: excitement, fear, impatience and I just want her to be here now!"

"The twins aren't due until September so I've still another three months or so to go before I'm bombarded with dirty nappies and screaming babies." Chuckled Hermione and continued to read her magazine


Hermione left Ginny's feeling relaxed, unlocking the door to her home she kicked off her flip flops and waddled into the living room. Standing in the doorway she watched fondly as Blaise and Draco laid out on the sofas both reading baby books. On the glass coffee table were numerous other baby books, from labour to being a father. Resting against the door frame Hermione continued to watch in silence. In perfect synchronisation both Draco and Blaise reached for their glass of butter beer, took a drink and placed it back down as they continued to read their book.

"Anything interesting in them?" she finally asked breaking the silence. Both Draco and Blaise jumped, swivelled around in their seats and stared up at her breathing heavy.

"Blimey Hermione, do you want to kill me before the twins arrive!" Draco yelled, a hand pressed above his beating heart.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to jump so badly," she laughed lowering herself next to Blaise. Blaise placed the book he had been reading on to the coffee table and reached down to grab her feet, pulling them up, he placed them on to his lap and began to run his hands over them.

Sighing in pleasure she snuggled into the couch watching with rested eyes as Blaise's talented fingers rubbed away the aches and pains. Tanned fingers skimmed up and down her calves tickling the skin on the back of her legs. His thumbs applied pressure to the balls of her feet and his breath drifted carelessly up and down her legs as he leaned down to kiss the smooth skin on her leg.

Draco chuckled from his seat on the opposite sofa as he watched Blaise caress Hermione's swollen legs. His eyes flickered over to Hermione who was sat, with her head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth slightly parted in pleasure. Lust glistened in Blaise's eyes as he continued to massage Hermione's legs. His tongue slipped between his lips and licked the back of her knee erupting a loud gasp from Hermione.

"Guys please don't have sex on the sofa." Said Draco smirking.

"Fuck off Malfoy," Blaise snapped rubbing his hands higher up Hermione's legs. Spreading her legs wider Hermione continued to moan as Blaise's hands rubbed her thighs. His lips following slowly behind.

"Blaise," whimpered Hermione as he nibbled the tight flesh.

Rolling his eyes Draco turned back to his book, his hand subconsciously rubbing the bulge forming in his trousers.

Groaning in frustration Hermione pushed Blaise's head away from her body and swung her legs on to the floor. "Sorry Blaise but your sons have decided it's a perfect time to repeatedly kick my bladder."

"Being cock blocked by them already," Shaking her head at Blaise's mutterings Hermione pushed herself up and waddled to the toilet.

"Bloody Owl," she heard Draco scream. Confused at Draco's sudden outburst she hurried as quickly as she could from the toilet back into the living room. Blaise was sat on the sofa laughing, tears were strolling down his cheeks as he pointed at Draco. Hermione looked to where Blaise was pointing and was forced to bite her lip to hold in her own laughter.

The blondes hair was a mess, owl feathers were sticking out of Draco's blonde locks. The owl in question was sat on the arm of the sofa, its chest protruding in an almost proud look. Attached to its beak was a letter. Breathing deeply to hold in her laugh, Hermione side stepped Draco and removed the letter. Once free of the letter the owl flew out of the window and soared into the sky.

"What does the letter say?" Blaise asked wiping away the last of his tears.

Opening up the slip Hermione scanned the message with her eyes widening in surprise.

When she said nothing Draco stopped pulling out the feathers and stood. He wrapped an arm around her waist, his palm pressing softly against her stomach and read the note over her shoulder. His eyes also widened and he reread the note a second time.

Sighing Blaise walked towards Hermione and looked down at the note in her hands, his eyebrows rose and a small smile slipped on to his face.


I had planned for the note to be in this chapter but then I changed my mind and it'll be in the next chapter tehe.

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