(I decided to be nice and give you chapters 3 earlier than expected : )
aren't I so nice? R&R)
Chapter 3- Adam and Lucky
Hermione Granger placed a hand gently on the delicate swell of her belly. Her chocolate eyes widened in surprise as she felt the baby kick. Harry smiled at her.
"Baby kick?" He asked she nodded looking at her friend with thanks. He hadn't left her side through out the whole ordeal, of course even he did not know who the father of her child was.
"Yeah . . . thanks Harry." She said
"What for?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Staying by my side through out this whole thing . . . how's Cho?" Harry's wife was also pregnant.
"She's doing fine, she's more moody then you are." Hermione smiled.
"Ms. Granger the healer will see you now." Said the desk lady at St. Mungos. Hermione stood shakily accepting help from Harry.
"Ms. Granger we have the results from your tests, it turns out you're having twins." Both Harry's and Hermione's jaws dropped.
"T-twins." Hermione said shakily.
"Twins." The healer said nodding, "And from what I can tell one boy and one girl." Hermione nearly fainted, she had been hoping for a girl . . . from what she had seen of the Malfoy men -a.k.a. Draco and Lucius- they all resembled each other strongly, Hermione had been hoping to be able to hide the fact that the father of her children was Lucius Malfoy.
"Are you quite sure?" she choked
"Quite Ms. Granger, there's no need to worry, both of your children appear to be in excellent condition, your due date should be in about 6 weeks." The healer said handing Hermione a soothing brew.
"Thank you . . . " Hermione said as Harry helped her out and back to her flat.
"Let me make you some hot chocolate." Harry said as soon as he had settled her down on the couch.
"Thank you Harry."
"No problem Hermione." Harry said as he handed her a mug. Hermione sipped slowly savoring the warmth that spread through out her whole body and gently massaging her belly.
"I'm not so sure if I can do this Harry." Hermione admitted, Harry smiled at her.
"You are Hermione Granger right? The girl who got 22 O.W.L.'s and 21 N.E.W.T.'s, who graduated top of the Hogwarts class of 1997, the girl who became a full fledged Auror in a year and a half, and not to mention the girl who helped in the capture of several Death Eaters."
"That would be me." Hermione said trying hard not to smile.
"Then you can do it trust me Hermione, you're one of the strongest girls I've ever met." Harry hugged her before he to placed a hand on her belly, "The father must have been mad to give some one like you up Hermione." Harry felt Hermione tense and looked up at her concern in his emerald green eyes, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Harry looked at her suspiciously, "I'm fine really." Hermione assured him, Harry looked doubtful but never the less left to go check up on Cho.
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On November 5, 2003 Hermione gave birth to twins. A boy and a girl.
"Ms. Granger . . .about your daughter. . . " one of the healers said, Hermione looked up mild concern on her tired features.
"What about Lucky?" For some reason an impulse had led her to name one of her children with the first three letters of their fathers name and the name 'Lucky' had popped into her mind the moment she had held the baby girl.
"She's a metamorphmagus." Hermiones eyes widened in shock, the only metamorphmagus she knew was Tonks and she understood what a very rare gift it was. She looked at the girl and boy she cradled in her arms.
"Adam and Lucky. . . welcome to the world. . ." Hermione whispered.
Later that evening when Harry and Ron came to visit her bringing presents for the children and herself Harry asked her a question that she herself had refused to answer.
"Did you love their father?" Harry asked, Hermione looked at her son who had her eyes and then at her daughter who already resembled what she imagined a Malfoy daughter would have looked like her eyes were gray orbs the same color as her fathers . . . but much softer.
"I don't know . . . I hope I'll know the answer one day." She said more to herself than anyone else.
(A/N: the end I hope you liked it, it isn't a master piece or anything and I promise chapter four will be longer, because Lucius comes back from hell and Hermiones little kiddies are all grown up -well not really only 15- who's more like mommy and who's more like daddy?)
Chapter 3- Adam and Lucky
Hermione Granger placed a hand gently on the delicate swell of her belly. Her chocolate eyes widened in surprise as she felt the baby kick. Harry smiled at her.
"Baby kick?" He asked she nodded looking at her friend with thanks. He hadn't left her side through out the whole ordeal, of course even he did not know who the father of her child was.
"Yeah . . . thanks Harry." She said
"What for?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Staying by my side through out this whole thing . . . how's Cho?" Harry's wife was also pregnant.
"She's doing fine, she's more moody then you are." Hermione smiled.
"Ms. Granger the healer will see you now." Said the desk lady at St. Mungos. Hermione stood shakily accepting help from Harry.
"Ms. Granger we have the results from your tests, it turns out you're having twins." Both Harry's and Hermione's jaws dropped.
"T-twins." Hermione said shakily.
"Twins." The healer said nodding, "And from what I can tell one boy and one girl." Hermione nearly fainted, she had been hoping for a girl . . . from what she had seen of the Malfoy men -a.k.a. Draco and Lucius- they all resembled each other strongly, Hermione had been hoping to be able to hide the fact that the father of her children was Lucius Malfoy.
"Are you quite sure?" she choked
"Quite Ms. Granger, there's no need to worry, both of your children appear to be in excellent condition, your due date should be in about 6 weeks." The healer said handing Hermione a soothing brew.
"Thank you . . . " Hermione said as Harry helped her out and back to her flat.
"Let me make you some hot chocolate." Harry said as soon as he had settled her down on the couch.
"Thank you Harry."
"No problem Hermione." Harry said as he handed her a mug. Hermione sipped slowly savoring the warmth that spread through out her whole body and gently massaging her belly.
"I'm not so sure if I can do this Harry." Hermione admitted, Harry smiled at her.
"You are Hermione Granger right? The girl who got 22 O.W.L.'s and 21 N.E.W.T.'s, who graduated top of the Hogwarts class of 1997, the girl who became a full fledged Auror in a year and a half, and not to mention the girl who helped in the capture of several Death Eaters."
"That would be me." Hermione said trying hard not to smile.
"Then you can do it trust me Hermione, you're one of the strongest girls I've ever met." Harry hugged her before he to placed a hand on her belly, "The father must have been mad to give some one like you up Hermione." Harry felt Hermione tense and looked up at her concern in his emerald green eyes, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Harry looked at her suspiciously, "I'm fine really." Hermione assured him, Harry looked doubtful but never the less left to go check up on Cho.
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On November 5, 2003 Hermione gave birth to twins. A boy and a girl.
"Ms. Granger . . .about your daughter. . . " one of the healers said, Hermione looked up mild concern on her tired features.
"What about Lucky?" For some reason an impulse had led her to name one of her children with the first three letters of their fathers name and the name 'Lucky' had popped into her mind the moment she had held the baby girl.
"She's a metamorphmagus." Hermiones eyes widened in shock, the only metamorphmagus she knew was Tonks and she understood what a very rare gift it was. She looked at the girl and boy she cradled in her arms.
"Adam and Lucky. . . welcome to the world. . ." Hermione whispered.
Later that evening when Harry and Ron came to visit her bringing presents for the children and herself Harry asked her a question that she herself had refused to answer.
"Did you love their father?" Harry asked, Hermione looked at her son who had her eyes and then at her daughter who already resembled what she imagined a Malfoy daughter would have looked like her eyes were gray orbs the same color as her fathers . . . but much softer.
"I don't know . . . I hope I'll know the answer one day." She said more to herself than anyone else.
(A/N: the end I hope you liked it, it isn't a master piece or anything and I promise chapter four will be longer, because Lucius comes back from hell and Hermiones little kiddies are all grown up -well not really only 15- who's more like mommy and who's more like daddy?)