Heaven is the only way he can describe their time at their new home. They'd done domestic stuff and gone food shopping together, and brought some essential household stuff they needed for the kitchen, went out to dinner on the last night of their stay at Shell Cottage, and now they have three more days left of August before the first of September arrived. They'd be returning most weekends to their little piece of bliss away from everything if they can escape Hogwarts. The twins are now eight weeks old and his fiancée is showing. They will have to check but he's pretty sure it was the first time they had sex on the 9th of July when he made love to her for the first time.
They'd talked about marriage a few times, and today the 28th of August they decided to go to Hogwarts via a marriage license place to make things official, doing something for them. Hermione didn't want a big wedding and he didn't either, they'd just brought the house and just wanted to be together and he wanted her to have his last name before the twins are born so this is a win, win in their eyes. It might offend and hurt others, but it is their life and their choice.
When they arrive at the gates of Hogwarts as Mr and Mrs Weasley he couldn't be more prouder and happier. He felt complete before, but signing along the dotted line, made everything feel so much more real now that she is truly his wife. An Auror greeted them at the gates.
"Names?" He asked.
"Professor Weasley and Mrs Weasley." The auror looked at him in surprise, looking down his list.
"I used to be Hermione Granger," his wife said. Recognition registered with him, and then he explained.
"We got married on the way from home to here. Headmaster Dumbledore said it would be fine to bring my wife, she's pregnant with twins."
"Congratulations," he said, opening the gates. Hermione smiled and he nodded in thanks.
"Where is your stuff?" He asked confused before they started to walk up. Hermione held up her little beaded bag, and the Auror's eyebrows rose. He gave the go-ahead to continue through, after casting a few detection spells, and then they made their way up to the castle grounds and up the steps to the large wooden doors. When they entered the castle they found McGonagall, Snape and Dumbledore talking.
"Welcome, Professor Weasley back to Hogwarts, Miss Granger, your glowing my dear."
"Pregnancy is an amazing thing, for those lucky enough to experience it!" Professor McGonagall said. Snape just sneered, said nothing, and left in his usual fashion to the Slytherin dungeons.
"He doesn't change much," Bill said. "We also have some more news, we decided to get married on the way here," he pulled out their wedding certificate after Hermione handed him her bag, and handed it to Dumbledore.
"You are brave," Professor McGonagall said surprised.
"Am I going to have to ward the castle and warn the Auror's not to let Molly Weasley in?" He asked them, a twinkle in his blue eyes.
"We had a peaceful few days at our new home, and haven't been back to Number 12 since my idiotic brother decided to say some hurtful things, we left them having a shouting match. I love them because they are my family but it does not mean I have to like my siblings. The way Ron and Harry have treated Hermione since we revealed our relationship and babies is disgusting."
"Harry?" Dumbledore said surprised, Hermione nodded.
"I think they'll dislike me, even more, when they find out I'm now Bill's wife and we have our own home. Molly got obsessive with wedding stuff, and even Arthur pulled her aside to have a word at one point."
"I know Sirius has had a word with Harry since you've both left. I'm assuming we won't have any issues with the twins and Miss Weasley?" Dumbledore asked.
"There shouldn't be unless something happened since we've been gone. Unless Ron apologises then we've decided to keep our distance. Have you decided what you want to do love?" Bill asked his wife. Hermione took her bag from Bill and accio her time-turner, and handed it over to him, thanking Professor Dumbledore.
"I don't feel comfortable returning as a student, due to my new path in life as a mother and wife. But I would like to stay here with Bill, and use the Library for independent study." Dumbledore smiled at her words.
"Of course, all spouses are welcome. But we will have to make an announcement, as to why you are no longer a student, Mrs Weasley. I am assuming of course, that you will be joining your husband at the staff table?"
"Maybe on the first day," she said.
"We like our own company," Bill explained. "Will we be able to go back home, over weekends?"
"That is fine, the only time you can't is Hogsmeade weekends, we need all the Professors available to monitor the students and their behaviours." Bill nodded in understanding. "How would you both like to be addressed, when I make the announcement?" Hermione looked to Bill, to answer as it's his job.
"Professor Weasley and Mrs Weasley will be fine. I don't want the students to know when the babies are due though in March."
"That's understandable. Now if you both follow Minerva she will show you the way to your new rooms. You may decorate them however you would like to. There is a professor's meeting in the morning on the first of September but otherwise make yourselves at home, the house eves will be serving at the usual times, if you wish to stay in your rooms, then let Dobby know. I will inform Dobby to keep his ears open regarding Harry and Ron."
"Thank you!" They both said. Dumbledore nodded and walked in the direction of the Slytherin common room.
"If Mr Weasley and Potter, or any of the other students give you any problems Mrs Weaskey please contact me straight away. You aren't on their leave anymore and you've always been more mature than the majority of them. They will have to learn to respect you as an adult should you cross paths with them. As a professor's wife, you will be required to wear dress robes."
"It's fine, I can get Bill to help me transfigure some of my clothes into dress robes, he'll know what dress robes are more than I do having only worn a dress to the Yule Ball I don't think I've ever worn any robes other than my school uniform. We don't really have a lot of extra money left after buying the house, at the moment." She explained and Bill squeezed her hand.
"That will be fine, you'll only need a handful of robes unless you decide you prefer them of course. We are here, your password is VoldyMoldy, don't ask!" She said as they both looked at her with raised eyebrows. "You may change the password if you wish to your private rooms, and add your own wards in your own space." With that, she left after letting them know it's the same password for their room.
Bill picked her up and carried her over the threshold kissing her lips. He locked and placed a silencing charm on the door as he placed his new wife on one of the desks, her legs wrapped around him and he leaned over re-capturing her lips, as he took his wife on the desk, something he'd been picturing since he accepted the job.
He picked up his pace and she came screaming his name, her inner walls milking him dry as his seed shot inside of her yelling her name. Leaning over he loved feeling the twins bump between them, as he captured her lips, her arms went around his neck and he carried her still joined into their new living space and placed her on the sofa, sliding out as he went back into his classroom, to collect there things, and his wife clearly wanted more fun as soon as he sat down she straddled his waist and kissed him with so much love and passion he drowned in it, as he kissed her back with equal amounts.
He loved the freedom they'd had the last couple of days of no clothing pretty much unless they went out and felt free wandering around their own space. Seeing his wife's perfect body growing with their twins.
They spent the rest of the day between rounds unpacking and talking about what they wanted to do to Shell Cottage and this place up. Hermione wanted to brighten the walls and add plants to this space, which he didn't have an issue with, hell he'd agree to whatever she wanted and he isn't ashamed to admit his wife has him wrapped around her little finger and balls tied to chains. He's hers just as much as she is his and he loves it.
