A/N: I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter after such a cliffhanger! Been dealing with kids who just won't sleep and one who is sick on top of that. Hate flu/cold season. I even have a cold but it's not as bad as the kids. Some of you have inquired how long this story will be and I honestly don't know. I write as I go. I have a few more things that I want to happen first before I will be happy with doing an ending. I have a few other stories I want to write as well, another sickly-sweet lovely-dovey Dramione and I also want to try my hand at a darker type of story. My focus right now is this story before I do the other ones. Hope you enjoy!
"Alright, so, good news is, you and the babies are all fine," Susan said as she walked into the room.
Hermione let out a shaky breath and nodded, though her grip on Draco's hand remained intact. "And the bad news?"
"The bad news is, you'll need to be on complete bedrest for a few weeks until we check you again. If things are still going well, we can modify the bedrest as necessary."
Draco nodded, "We can handle that."
"I'm confused on what happened," Hermione said, her hand that had a vice-like grip on Draco's loosened slightly. "I didn't feel any pain or anything then I saw blood in the shower and soon after that, a contraction, and then a few more after we got here."
Susan nodded, "You said you had just got done having intercourse, right?"
Draco nodded, "Yes, but I read that sometimes bleeding can happen after, uh, intercourse, and that it was normal."
Susan nodded, "Yes, that's true, but because Hermione was also having contractions afterwards, we have to be careful that she doesn't go into preterm labor, especially when you are not even halfway through yet. We gave you some potions to stop the contractions and they seemed to have helped, correct?" Hermione nodded as Susan continued, "Good. We'll have to keep an eye on you a little more closely throughout the rest of the pregnancy, until it's safe for the babies to come."
"Will I have to be on bedrest the remainder of my pregnancy?" Hermione asked, already worrying about her workload.
"Only time will tell. But for the next two weeks I want you in bed. You're only allowed to get up to use the loo. No stairs, no walking more than necessary for the bathroom, and no sex. If you have any questions, you can floo-call me anytime, I leave mine open for calls after business hours at my home. Or you can send me a patronus and I'll come to you if necessary."
Hermione nodded, "Alright. Am I allowed to go home now?"
Susan smiled at her, "Yes. But-"
"Yes, straight to bed, I know," Hermione said, standing up. Draco shook Susan's hand then the two of them used the floo straight into Hermione's bedroom.
"I'm going stir crazy," said Hermione, shutting the book she was currently reading and tossing it on her bed.
Draco chuckled, "It's only been a day... Not even twenty-fours yet."
They were sitting on her bed, both propped up by pillows and reading books. Draco had been by her side since they returned from her appointment as if it was his personal mission to make sure she followed the rules and remained in bed. She had written to her office and had most of her paperwork was sent to her by owl so she would have work to do, but the Minister said that he was going to distribute anything new to other employees for the remainder of her bedrest. Draco scourged his library for books he thought she might enjoy, which were currently stacked on her nightstand.
"I know, and usually I am content to just sit and read leisurely, but because I can't get up, it's all I want to do," Hermione complained.
Draco closed his book and set it next to him, "Can I get you anything? I bought some more of that ice-cream you love from Fortescue's" he said, hoping to cheer her up.
"That actually does sound good…"
They were interrupted when the floo to Hermione's room roared to life and Ginny stepped out. Hermione smiled at her friend then looked at Draco, "Make it two bowls?"
Draco nodded and gave a mock salute before heading out of the room.
Ginny laughed as she sat on the edge of the bed next to Hermione, "What was that about?"
"He's getting us ice cream," said Hermione as she nodded towards the canvas bag Ginny was carrying, "What's in there?"
Ginny smiled wide, "Entertainment." She pulled out a few editions of wizarding gossip magazines as well as nail polish. "What will it be? Hot pink or Cherry red?"
The two girls smiled at each other and said, "Red" at the same time.
Hermione was thankful she had a houseful of people who cared enough to keep her company. Narcissa and Andromeda sat and talked with her about designs for the nursery, which they finally agreed wouldbe the room at the very end of the hall, next to Hermione's. She decided on a zoo theme, since it was something that appealed to both genders and they could easily decorate.
She was equally thankful when she remembered she had a box of muggle board games in the basement where her stuff was stored, which Millie was happy to get for her. Every day when Teddy came home from primary school, he would pick out a new game for her to teach him and if it was a multiplayer game, Draco would usually join as well. Teddy's favorite game was Chutes and Ladders while Draco despised it, saying that he always got the chutes while everyone else got ladders. If it wasn't for Hermione's rule of no wands nearby while playing (due to the fact that whenever she played with Ron, and sometimes Harry, they made a habit of cheating), he would have fixed that issue long ago.
Between work correspondence owls, reading, napping, friends visiting, and playing muggle games, Hermione was pleased when she realized she only had one day left of her bedrest and could get back to moving around more. She was getting ready to send an owl to her mum when Molly Weasley knocked her bedroom door.
"Mrs. Weasley!" Hermione said with a wide grin, "What brings you here?"
"How many times must I tell you to please call me Molly, dear," Mrs. Weasley admonished. Hermione gave her a sheepish smile before she continued, "I was visiting with Narcissa and Andromeda, but I also wanted to stop by and see how you were doing."
Hermione shrugged, "I'm doing alright. Glad that tomorrow I can finally be off of bedrest."
"Did I tell you," said Mrs. Weasley, sitting on the edge of the bed, "That I was also put on bedrest when I was pregnant with the twins?"
Hermione shook her head, "No. Did you have something similar happen as well?"
"Yes, but it was later in my pregnancy than yours was. However, I still had Bill, Charlie, and Percy running around the house while Arthur was at work, so actual bedrest was hard to come by."
"What did you end up doing?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well, I ended up barricading myself and the three boys in the living room and put barriers on all the exits so that they had to stay with me. We played a lot of games and I read a lot of stories. Charlie was already obsessed with dragons at that age and I remember reading the same dragon book over and over again." Mrs. Weasley smiled fondly of the memory before shaking her head slightly to come back to focus. "I also wanted to talk to you about your baby shower-"
"Oh, Mrs Weasley, I don't need a baby shower. Really," Hermione interjected.
Mrs. Weasley looked sternly at her, "You're having a baby shower, and that's final. But what I wanted to discuss with you is if you wouldn't mind letting me host it for you." Before Hermione could say anything, she continued, "You've always been like a daughter to me, and you're my daughter's best friend, and my youngest son's first love. Since you three are all expecting a child within mere weeks of each other, I thought I could host one gigantic baby shower for the three of you."
Hermione smiled, "I really like that idea. I'll talk to my mum and Narcissa to make sure they haven't started planning anything yet."
Mrs. Weasley waved her off, "I've already talked to both of them and they love the idea as well. I just wanted to confirm with all you expecting mothers to make sure they don't mind sharing the day."
"Well, I can't speak for Ginny or Pansy, but I certainly don't mind," she said, reaching over and squeezing Mrs. Weasley's hand.
Mrs. Weasley gave her a smile and squeezed her hand in return, "Well, I better be off. Have a party to plan and dinner to cook. You come visit me when you're better and we can compare twin-pregnancy stories, ok dear?"
Hermione smile and nodded, "Sounds great. Give Mr. Weasley my love."
"I will," she said, as he stepped into Hermione's bedroom fireplace and floo'd back to the Burrow, her mind already full of ideas for the best baby shower the Wizarding world had ever seen.
A/N: Sorry it's short! Working on the next chapter as much I can to make up for it.
Also, I'm sorry if I worried anyone about the fate of the babies. Being a mother of three, I don't think I have it in me to kill a baby (or babies in this case) like that.