A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I finally got the notebook back from my friend, so I can now type. :-)

Deirdre looked amazed as Hogsmeade came into view. It surprised Harry until he remembered that she had never been to the pretty little village.

They walked into the village, and Harry put his arm around Deirdre, pulled her close, and smiled at her.

"Welcome to Hogsmeade."

They showed her everything in Hogsmeade. She loved Honeydukes and Zonko's, thought the owls at the post office were gorgeous, and dubbed butterbeer her new favorite drink.

They realized it was getting late and they snuck back onto the Hogwarts grounds. They managed to get back to the Gryffindor tower without getting caught.

They sat down on the couch in front of the fire and enjoyed their candies they bought from Honeydukes. When all that was left was trick candy, the two couples cuddled by the fire for a while.

After an hour, they decided to change into their pajamas. Of course, after they changed, they went back down to the common room to cuddle more.

In the middle of the night, Neville had trouble sleeping. He decided to go down to the common room to watch the fire for a while.

He got to the bottom of the boys stairwell and saw Ron and Hermione cuddling on one side of the couch and Harry and Deirdre on the other side. Neville moved his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He turned around and went back upstairs to his dorm. He fell asleep almost immediately.

The next morning, Harry and Ron awoke to find themselves in their own beds instead of on the couch. They looked at each other and quickly went down to the common room.

They looked around, but no one else was awake. Hermione and Deirdre were sleeping on the couch. Ron and Harry knew what had happened. They tip-toed over and pulled the girls to them, pretending like nothing had happened. However, they had been caught.

"Ron!" Hermione opened her eyes, and so did Deirdre. Ron and Harry jumped. "How dare you leave us last night?" Hermione and Deirdre stood up, feigning anger.

"Oops." As Ron and Harry attempted to apologize, Hermione and Deirdre's reprimands dissolved into giggles, and they walked toward their dorm, still giggling. Harry and Ron just stared.

"Well, that was embarrassing." Harry looked at Ron, shook his head, and walked away.

"Well, let's get changed and go down for breakfast." Deirdre stretched.

"Good idea. I'm parched." Ron rubbed his growling stomach.

Everyone went to their dorms and got changed. They then went down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Hey Ron. What were you and Hermione doing last night?" Fred smiled with some syrup running from the corner of his mouth and down his chin.

"That's for us to know and you to never find out." Ron's ears turned beet red.

Everyone in the remote area of Ron laughed. Even Ron gave a chuckle.

On the way to class after breakfast, Malfoy decided to make one of his snide remarks to Hermione in the corridor.

"Hey Hermione, when is your baby due?" Everyone except for Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Deirdre laughed. Hermione started crying.

In Transfiguration, Ron sat next to Hermione so that he could try to calm her down. He didn't seem to help much.

Hermione cried for most of the day, because Malfoy appeared everywhere she seemed to turn. After dinner, Hermione went straight to her dorm.

"Maybe I should go talk to her." Deirdre paused from her studies.

"She doesn't want to be bothered. She told me not to bother her when we got back to the tower." Ron looked at her with a serious stare. He then went back to his studies.

**In The Fifth Year Girls' Dorm**

Hermione sat on her bed, Indian style, on leg on top of the other. She was still crying. In her hands, she held her bay picture with her mom init. She knew it was torn on the side, but she never knew why. She never bothered to ask her parents; It was just a picture that she possessed of her infantry that had only her mom in it an not her dad.

She held the picture to her heart and fell back onto her pillows. Deirdre walked in.

"Hermione, we are worried about you! Please come down to the common room." Hermione did not answer her, and Deirdre left. Hermione sat up and looked around. Her eyes fell on the picture frame sitting on Deirdre's bedside table.

The picture was Deirdre at birth, held in her father's arms. Hermione stared at it for am moment, and then it all clicked in her head. She climbed slowly off her bed, walked across the room to Deirdre's table, picked up the picture frame, and removed the picture.

Hands trembling, Hermione put the pictures together. They fit perfectly. She sat down on Deirdre's bed and started crying yet again, and even harder than before.

Deirdre, Harry, and Ron rushed in, having been listening at the door. Deirdre took the pictures from Hermione, looked at them, and passed out. Harry and Ron stared.

"I don't get it." Ron's face took the expression of confusion.

Harry walked over to Deirdre and took the pictures out of Deirdre's hands.

"Hermione, correct me if I'm wrong, But aren't these your parents?" Harry went over and sat down next to her on the bed, giving her a friendly squeeze.

"Yes." She was trying not to hyperventilate.

"Then that means..."Ron didn't finish.

"We're sisters. Obviously, twins." Hermione looked at Deirdre, who was still lying on the floor.

"Ron, help me get Deirdre to a bed. I don't think I can carry her by myself."

Harry got up off of Hermione's bed and met Ron at Deirdre's side. They picked her up and put her on her bed. Harry tucked her in and kissed her on the forehead.

Hermione stared at the wall, the picture forgotten on the bed next to her. Ron turned to her and sat down.

Hermione, are you ok?" He waved his hand in front of her unseeing eyes. "Hermione? 'Mione? HERMIONE?"

Ron looked desperately at Harry, who sighed. Harry realized that for once, in five years, he had no control over a situation.

Ron sat down next to a shocked Hermione and sighed, stroking her hair softly. He laid her down in the bead easily and covered her up with a soft blanket.

Harry sighed, beckoned to Ron, and left the dorm. After a slight pause, Ron followed.

Down in the common room, Harry stared sulkingly into the fire. Ron sat next to him and sighed.

"What do we do now?" Harry turned to Ron and thought for a moment.

"I have absolutely no idea." Those were five words Ron never wanted to hear Harry say again.