"God damn it, Ronald! If you run one more piece of furniture into my wall, I swear you're not going to have an arse to sit on!"
It was moving day for the couple and everyone was levitating boxes and furniture into their cottage and, unfortunately for Ron, some of them didn't have great control of their levitation charms.
"A first year could do this!" Hermione stomped over to her friend and poked him hard in the upper arm.
"Ouch, Mione! I'm doing the best I can!" He frowned, rubbing his arm.
"If that's the best you can do, then you can just help unload boxes... without using a wand!"
Hermione was heavily pregnant, achy, and emotional. Her wild magic had been all over the place and she found herself unable to do a simple levitation spell herself without the item floating thirty feet into the air.
"It's not like your spells are any better right now!"
"You really are a stupid git, aren't you?" George commented, levitating their new sofa into the door with the help of Charlie to guide it.
"I'm pregnant! I'm carrying not one, but two children! What's your excuse?" Hermione's mane of curls framed her face, electricity crackling around the tendrils of curls.
"Easy, pet, easy. You're going to burn the house down." Fred coo'd into her ear, pressing a kiss to her cheek. He had taken her wand earlier that morning when she accidentally started a rain storm in her apartment. Luckily, Fred seemed to be the Hermione whisperer and she snuggled into his embrace, nuzzling into his chest.
"I guess you're right. He's not worth it."
Ron scowled at the back of her head when he heard her comment.
"That's a good girl. Why don't you go to the bedroom and start putting our clothes away? Ginny will help, won't you, Ginny?"
Ginny gave Hermione an encouraging smile. "Of course I will."
"Will you order us some lunch? I'm starved." She looked up at him with those dark brown eyes and he couldn't help, but lean down to press a kiss to her sweet mouth that was bent down into a frown.
"Absolutely, beautiful. Something fried?"
She gave him a smile. "Don't forget sauce for dipping."
"I wouldn't dream of it, love." Patting Hermione's behind, he pressed a kiss to her head. "Go on, now. Go with Ginny."
"How do you do that?" Ron asked his brother, bewildered.
"Well, for starters, I don't run everything she owns into the corners of her plaster walls."
"I'll fix it."
"You're right about that. You've never been able to ease Hermione. Why you two ever thought you'd be a good match, I'll never understand." Fred pushed his brother playfully.
"Shut up." Ron couldn't help the small grin that formed on his face, though. They really were terrible together.
XxXxXx
Everyone was gone and Hermione and Fred snuggled up together in his new chair-and-a-half recliner, enjoying the peace and quiet.
"It's so wonderful here; I already feel at home."
"I agree, Hermione. Now, we just need to fill the nursery."
She groaned. "These children are already draining my bank account dry."
Fred chuckled. "Better get used to it. Not going to stop anytime soon."
"I need a second job."
"It's not that bad! We make plenty together. You just don't like the thought of dipping into your savings." He poked her side a little, making her squeak.
"Okay... maybe." She gave him a guilty grin.
"Have you thought anymore on our birth plan?" Healer Jaleesa urged the two of them to think about their birth plan and they had talked about it a couple times, but never set anything in stone.
"Yes. After being here, I think I'd really like to try a home birth."
Fred was a little surprised by her admission. "A home birth, huh?"
She nodded. "I've done my research and birthing twins in the wizarding world is so much safer than the muggle world. I like the thought of bringing our girls into the world in our home. I like the control of my environment and the floo in the bedroom can be directly connected to the OB unit at the hospital if something did happen. I was leaning toward a home birth, but after being here to day, it settled my heart. How do you feel about this?"
Fred chewed his lip. "You know the only thing that matters to me is your safety and the safety of our girls. If Healer Jaleesa feels she can deliver them safely here, then I'm all for it. Especially if it'll make you more comfortable. It'll make our family more comfortable, too. They can relax downstairs if they want to be here."
She pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "Yes, more comfortable for everyone."
"Do you want anyone to be in the room?"
"I think I want Mrs. Weasley and Ginny."
"Can I make a request?"
Looking up at him, she searched his eyes. There was a worry there and it confused her. "Of course."
"Well, I've been doing research on ways to give you more strength and energy and it says that the stronger the magic core, the more strength I can give to you. You know I share a core with George, so I was wondering... if I promised to make sure he stays where he cannot see anything indecent... if he could be in the room with us."
Her eyes widened. "Really? You can transfer strength during child birth? That's fascinating!"
Laughing, he pressed a kiss to her lips. "You're adorable. So, you don't mind if Georgie is in the room?"
"Honestly, no. I think that he will help keep you calm, too. I know that you two have always shared your important moments and I'm okay with him sharing this one, too."
Fred found himself close to teary-eyed over this. "You know how phenomenal you are? To understand just how important a twin bond is? And to accept my twin without one blink of an eye... It's astonishing."
"I accept that he's part of you, Fred. I hurts my heart to think you've been with women who didn't accept that. It isn't fair to you or George."
XxXxXx
Hermione snuggled into bed and sighed. She loved this bed. "I knew I'd own this bed some day."
Fred laughed. "Yea? How's that? Enough to get pregnant on purpose, did you?"
"Fred!" She smacked his chest as she giggled. "I didn't need to get pregnant for this bed."
"You're right. Your sexpertise was enough for me." He pressed a loud kiss to her temple while she hummed in response.
"Speaking of sexpertise... why don't you show me yours and we'll christen the house..." She gave him a salacious smile and he had pushed himself up on his knees and already started pulling her bottoms down before she could even finish her sentence.
"That's a perfect idea, love. I'll even do that thing with my tongue you love so much... Let's see how much I can get you to levitate the bed this time." Wiggling his eyebrows, he threw her bottoms over his shoulder and spread her legs.
Hermione's uncontrolled wild magic had a tendancy to show itself while they were getting particularly frisky. She'd levitate the bed, make it shake, and once she had shattered all the lightbulbs in the house when he had her orgasming from his mouth. His ego had grown ten-fold since this all started happening and found it a competition to see what he could make her do next.
XxXxXx
The two laid in bed together in their post-sex afterglow. The light bulbs didn't burst, but when she cried out with her last orgasm, all the lights pulsed to life and shined brighter than they were meant to, making their whole house light up like it was a spotlight.
"That's a new one." Fred grinned, pressing a kiss to her neck where his face was buried.
"You take so much pleasure in this, don't you?" She giggled.
"Abso-fucking-lutely." He knew that this was an experience they would never have again. The odds of them having multiples again wasn't the greatest... especially girls. He wasn't sure she'd have this same response if she was carrying boys since twin girls had a stronger core. He was going to enjoy it while it lasted.
As Hermione relaxed back to sleep, she felt the girls in her stomach moving around and it made her smile. She rubbed her naked bump. "The girls are restless. I think we woke them up."
Fred reached over to her stomach and ran his palm over it. "I wish they'd stop being so stubborn and let me feel." He had never been around when the girls kicked hard enough to feel and it was starting to frustrate him.
"Here, let's try." Hermione pushed against a spot on her stomach where she felt the movement. A push back made her gasp. "Give me your hand!" She pressed his fingers into the same spot and when she felt the jab back, Fred's whole body gave a jolt.
"Holy fuck! Do it again!" He sat up and held her stomach with both of his hands, not wanting to miss any movement.
Hermione giggled at him. "Try to push again."
She watched him as he poked and pressed against her stomach, enjoying the excitement that ran through him every time their girls would get annoyed and push back.
"You done rough housing with our children now?" Hermione was getting sleepy and she didn't want him to bother the girls too much.
"I guess." Sighing, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach. "Daddy loves you both... so much. I didn't realize how much I needed this family until you came. Now, I can't imagine not having you two."
"Fred..." His admission had Hermione in tears.
Straightening, he pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. "I love that we're a family, Hermione. I'll always take care of my girls... all three of you."
"Merlin, I love you." Hermione gasped when she realized what came out and she reddened. "Fred... I'm so sorry."
A look of confusion spread across his face. "Why?"
"I don't want to scare you." Her heart was beating hard in her chest. She was so worried that she just screwed everything up. She didn't want Fred to start to close up because he wasn't to that place, yet.
"There's no need for worrying, Hermione. I love you, too."
"You-you do?"
Nodding, he pulled her close. "So fucking much... and for so fucking long. Probably even before we fell into bed together... I just didn't realize what it was then."
"Tell me again, Fred." Hermione smiled up at his gray-blue eyes.
"I love you, Mi. You're it for me. We belong together."
"I love you, too, Fred. And I agree. We're good together. We're good for each other."