"Everything seems fine. I think you will be delivering about…shall we say late July?" the doctor asked me. I just stared at the screen at what was going to be my baby. Like I cared when! I just wanted this baby right now. Why does it take nine bloody months? Why cant someone drop them at the door three days after you call for it? And this whole shoving the baby out of my cooch is seriously something I am not looking forward too. Plus I forgot to tell my family. Well alright I didn't forget I just don't want to yet. Right now this is a special time between me and Harry and my family would fuck it up royally.

"That's fine," I said in a choked voice. Harry gave my hand a squeeze as we both just stared transfixed at what was on the screen. The doctor just kept talking to himself telling us information but I couldn't hear a thing he was saying. I was just staring at the picture.

"All right and now we're going to look at your sonogram," the doctor said moving the thingie around. The screen came to life.

"I was already looking at my baby," I said pointing at what disappeared.

"That is a screen savor," the doctor said frowning at me. I felt my cheeks heat up. Harry snorted and quickly turned into an obvious cough. He was looking at it too!

"What's a screen savor?" I asked Harry once the doctor left to get gel. I am not shoving anything into me if that's what he is going for he can turn right around.

"They have them on computers and stuff. I don't know why they have them at a wizard's office though," Harry said frowning in bemusement.

"And you didn't have to laugh!" I snapped angrily. Harry merely laughed again. "You were looking at it too!"

"No I wasn't," Harry said sitting back in his seat.

"Yes you were," I said loudly. Harry shook his head and I almost hit him. I didn't, but you see where this is going.

Three minutes later the doctor walked in and Harry and I were still in the middle of a, Yes you were! No I wasn't, fight. The doctor cleared his throat and walked back into the room.

"Where are you putting the gel because see I don't like things shoved into my unless it's followed dinner and a movie," I said when Harry caught my eye and gave me a look. I stopped talking and just silently fumed at Harry. He can be so damn-

"That is your baby," I the doctor said pointing at a peanut-like thing. I gasped and sat up. The doctor peered at the screen and began muttering and shaking his head. He went back to his charts and looked back at the screen. "Alright I see two heads."

"My baby has two heads?" I yelled. "I told you that stuff was not save to have in the house!" I yelled at Harry. He once again rolled his eyes at me and leaned forward to talk to the doctor.

"What I think the doctor is saying, is that we are having twins," Harry said. He looked extremely happy. I gasped happily and sat up. The cold gel began to slip into my nether-regions so I quickly laid back down but brought the screen closer to me.

"Oh my god," I whispered in absolute awe. Harry looked at me, then the screen, and turned my head a fraction of an inch. I looked at these two blobs and gasped again.

"Now I know we said we wanted it to be a surprise and whatever but what do you think about…," Harry trailed off with a sideways glance at me. I just nodded once and traced an outline of the babies.

"Ok now if you look at this one," the doctor pointed to a blob and me and Harry nodded, "that looks like a penis." I gasped again. A boy! "And on the second baby if you look at that, that seems to be a penis." Two boys?

"Two boys?" I asked turning to Harry. Oh my lord. But at the same time I couldn't shake away the feeling of absolute euphoria that was coursing through my body. I was having twins. I cant wait!

" Two boys!" I said happily. Harry had tears in his eyes which only made me sniff slightly and then turn into full on sobbing. "I'm sorry I usually don't cry. I didn't even know I had tear ducts," I said kinda embarrassed.

"I'll leave you alone for a moment," the doctor said clapping Harry on the back. He turned to me and kissed me I opened my lips to allow his tongue in. Harry not the doctor…

"We are having two boys," Harry said. I just squealed and nodded.

"Oh my gosh! What if they're like Fred and George? I will lock them into their rooms and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" I warned lightly.

"Yes ma'am," Harry said rubbing my stomach again. I sighed happily and let him rub it. He bent down to kiss it the gave me short kissed all the way up to my face where he showered my face with short, ecstatic kisses. I giggled wildly and let him rest his head onto my stomach.

One Week Later

Alright so I still haven't told anyone about my pregnancy. There really was never the perfect moment to say something. You think there would be, but not so much. I'm not quite sure how to bring it up. I guess I can just say… 'Hey I'm preggers buy me stuff!' Or I could wait until someone guessed…

I don't know! This is worse than the wedding crap. Plus no one will stop talking about how lovely it will be when I do get pregnant. I already am!

"Ginny?" Harry called from upstairs.

"Yeah babe?" I called from the living room. Harry walked over to the banister and glanced down.

"Have you seen my socks? They were blue and they had little triangles on them with some green stuff," Harry explained. I frowned. I didn't see them, if I do I'm throwing them away, they sound ugly.

I shook my head and he left, once again he came down to the banister and returned a minute later.

"You look gorgeous," Harry said smiling at me with a lopsided grin. I smiled back at him.

"You too," I said and walked from sight. I picked up some ugly socks with green…

"Are you sure you haven't seen my socks?" Harry called from upstairs. I looked at the socks in my hand and quickly shoved them into the trash.

"No, I'm sorry," I said biting my lip with guilt. Oh who cares! They were ugly socks.

Harry walked into the room looking flushed and excited. "Tonight Ron and Hermione are bringing Mia, I think it is the perfect time to make an announcement," Harry said. He walked over to the counter, grabbed a paper towel, and blew his nose. "So I was thinking…Are these my socks?" Harry asked in disbelief picking them out of the trash can. "I've been looking for these."

"Ooh, those socks," I lied biting my inner lip. Harry peered at me for a moment before rolling his eyes and placing them back into the trash. I smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Harry placed his hand on my stomach and rubbed gently. I giggled wildly and quickly grabbed a plate and brought it out onto the dining room table.

"Grab me some forks," I called arranging the sandwiches all nice and such on the table.

"Sure thing," Harry said and returned with four forks. "Here. Oh, is this a meatball sub? I really love these…" Harry was now eating one against all my protests. I don't know what the matter with him is! I told him not to eat them they are for the guests. Idiot.

"I'm starving," I commented before also picking up a sandwich. Alright so much for the guests.

There was a small pop from the living room and me and Harry stood up and just straightened our clothing. Harry kept rubbing his hand over my stomach, which was beginning to become a bump. I tried to suck in my stomach only to have a dull strain on my stomach. Crap.

Alright, so Mia is the most beautiful baby in the entire world and I love her to America and back, but if she doesn't stop crying I will most certainly kill her. She cries every time I pick her up! Makes me feel like some sort of hag. Hermione tried to say that Mia doesn't like strangers, although she giggles when Harry holds her. GIGGLES. All I get is this loud screech that I cant stand so I just put her down and walk away. Well I don't always walk away, but if she doesn't quiet down like within a minute or so, I book out of there.

That is one of the reasons I am worried about being a mother. The fact that, with another persons baby, I can just put it down and walk away and let someone else deal with it. But with me, I'm the other person who has to deal with a wailing baby. And not just one! Oh no, lucky me, I get two.

Finally the moment has come when Hermione places Mia in my hands and I take her gently. I wince in expectation for the screeches that usually fill the room only to hear a peaceful silence. I open my eyes to see everyone else doing the same. Losers.

"Did she die?" Hermione asked checking to see she was still breathing.

"Of course she didn't! She must love me now," I said with a small smile. Ron kissed my head and instantly jumped into a conversation with Harry about something or Quidditch. I was just so elated that babies don't fear me! I am not a baby repeller. See my babies wont hate me.

"So why are we here?" Hermione asked bluntly.

"What?" Harry asked stopping his conversation with Ron and turning to where Hermione was briskly placing her glass on the table. Even though I had yelled at her to place it on a coaster.

"You guys don't invite us over here unless you feel you have to, you feel guilty because you haven't in months, or because you have news. Now please explain to me what the news could possibly be? We just saw you a few days ago so it must not be guilt, I don't think you feel you have to just yet, so that just leave some major news. We aren't idiots," Hermione snapped after glancing Harry raise his eyebrows at me. I tried not to giggled and Hermione began to tut.

"Yeah do you guys have news?" Ron asked stuffing his face with a sandwich.

"Um, yes I guess we can tell you now," I said shrugging. "Do you want to tell them?" I asked Harry. He shook his head and urged me further.

I paused and took a sip of my water even though Hermione scowled at me.

"We're having babies!" I cried happily. There was a second of silence then Hermione let out a squeal and pulled me into a bone breaking hug. We jumped around for a moment, let me stress a moment, then I had to pee again. Stupid bladder, it goes off more than a car alarm. That's right, I know what a car alarm is.

"Babies?" Ron asked after he hugged me so tight I am sure I peed myself.

"Twins," I said and Hermione screeched again and danced around again.

Ok so two down…twelve to go….

A/N Please review. This took me so long to write because I got writers block and whatever…