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The very next day, all the students of Hogwarts found themselves on the train, on their way back to Kings Cross station in London. No one was very happy about having to leave Hogwarts, the seventh years even more so, because they wouldn't be returning to Hogwarts. All in all, it was a subdued group that walked off the Hogwarts express to greet friends and family who were waiting for them.
It was the usual group who were waiting for Harry and Hermione, and Ginny after they got off the train, and went through the barrier. The Weasleys were there, of course, as was Lupin, and Hermione's parents. They greeted Harry, Ginny, and Hermione with enthusiasm. After saying a long farewell to her parents, Hermione went with Harry, Ginny, Lupin, and the Weasleys back to 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Well, he were are," said Lupin at the steps of 12 Grimmauld Place. He held the door open for everyone, and as soon as they had gone through, he followed them, and shut the door behind him.
Harry thought that the house looked...cheerful, somewhat. All the elf heads were gone from the walls, as were many of the portraits, including the one of Sirius's mother. The umbrella stand that looked like a troll's leg was gone, replaced by an umbrella stand that looked like a very large flower.
"Wow, Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said, looking around. "You certainly have made some changes to this place. It looks a lot more cheerful."
"And it feels a lot more homey," said Harry, also taking in everything.
"Why, thank you, dears," said Mrs. Weasley. "It took a lot of work, but with some help from the Order, this place is finally fit to live in."
"So I take it there aren't any more Doxies flying around the curtains?" said Fred.
"No, Fred," answered his mother. Fred pouted.
"Not even a Doxie egg?"
"No, George, not even a Doxie egg. Why do you ask?" said Mrs. Weasley suspiciously.
George shrugged. "Just wondering."
Mrs. Weasley turned toward Harry and Hermione. "Dears, your bedroom is on the second floor."
"Is it the same room that Ron and I shared before fifth and sixth year?"
"Yes," Mrs. Weasley replied. "Except the twin beds aren't there anymore. There's just one bed, but it's large enough for the both of you."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," said Hermione.
"Not a problem, dear."
"See you all at dinner!" said Hermione. She and Harry put spell on their trunks to make them float, and then headed towards their room on the second floor.
When they got to the room, they put their trunks down, and got settled in. They got dressed into some fresh clothes, and then lay down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Harry?" said Hermione.
"Hm?"
"I...I just wanted to let you know that I love you."
"I know. I love you too, Hermione."
"Are you excited about becoming a father?"
"I'm ecstatic!" said Harry. "I can hardly wait to teach the baby to play Quidditch when he or she gets older, and I'm looking forward to telling the baby all about Hogwarts, and which teachers to watch out for. Are you excited about being a mother?"
"Definitely," replied Hermione. "I'm looking forward to sitting in front of the fire on a winter evening, and reading aloud to our child. And perhaps baking some cookies."
Harry grinned. "Yeah..."
"Auror training starts tomorrow," said Hermione. "Are you ready for it?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," said Harry.
"Doesn't Auror training last for three years?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, it does."
"And then afterwards-"
"I'll be a fully trained, dark wizard catcher," said Harry.
"Not to mention an illegal Animagus," said Hermione.
"Yeah, that too."
Harry looked over at Hermione and smiled.
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A few months had gone by, and winter was quickly approaching. It was currently the month of November. Harry was doing very well in Auror training, and he was enjoying it immensely. It was also a few days until the baby was to be born, and Hermione was at St. Mungo's already, because the baby could be born at any time. Since Harry couldn't stay at St. Mungo's 24/7, he was to be alerted of any sign of Hermione going into labor in an instant by a newly discovered mind-link spell.
Harry had just finished the day's Auror training. He and the other Auror hopefuls had been training for concealment and disguise. Because he was a Metamorphagus, it hadn't been difficult. Of course, the Auror trainer had mentioned to Harry that he was the only Metamorphagus he had met since Nymphadora Tonks.
Harry Apparated back to 12 Grimmauld Place. At the moment, he was the only one there. Mr. Weasley and Bill were at the Ministry; Charlie was back in Romania; Mrs. Weasley was in Diagon Alley, doing a little shopping; Fred and George were also at Diagon Alley, but they were at their store, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes; and last, but not least, Hermione was still at St. Mungo's.
And speaking of which.... Something was buzzing inside his head. What could it be? Then it hit him: The mind-link spell! Hermione! Harry immediatley Apparated to St. Mungo's, and arrived at the ground floor. There was a long line at the Welcome Witch's desk, but Harry didn't bother with waiting. He cut to the front, despite complaints from the other witches and wizards.
"Sir, you'll have to wait at the back of the line," said the Welcome Witch.
"I can't!" said Harry desperately. "My wife is about to have a baby! Her name is Hermione Gra- Potter. Hermione Potter. Please, what room is she in?"
Sighing, the Welcome Witch looked at the list of patients, and told Harry where Hermione was in. Thanking the Witch, Harry immediately departed to Hermione's hospital room. He got there just as the door was opening.
"Harry, you're here! Good," said Mrs. Weasley, poking her head out the door. " Hermione's parents are here, too. Come in, come in. She's just gone into labor."
She held the door open for Harry, who rushed to Hermione's bedside. He took her hand and clasped it in his own.
"I love you, Hermione." Harry lightly kissed her forehead. Hermione managed a weak smile, but not much else.
Several hours later, and the baby still had not come. Everyone was worried about Hermione and the baby, but Harry was worried the most. He sat in a chair by Hermione's bedside, and held her hand through the entire ordeal. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were out in the hall. Harry could hear Mrs. Granger crying. Mrs. Weasley was still in the hospital room, pacing back and forth, wringing her hands, and looking extremely worried.
"I can't do this, Harry!" Hermione said in a whisper. "I just can't!"
"Shhh! Nonsense!" whispered Harry, squeezing her hand lightly. "You can do this. I know you can!"
"I can't!"
"Yes you can! Try harder!"
Hermione gave one last push, and the baby started to appear. Mrs. Weasley yelled for Mr. and Mrs. Granger, and they came running into the room, stopping inches from Hermione's bedside. Harry closed his eyes, praying... And suddenly, a baby's cries could be heard. Harry's eyes snapped open. He looked at Hermione, who had relaxed, then at the Healer, who was holding his child.
"It's a girl!" said the Healer. The healer cleaned the baby off with a wave of her wand, and with another wave of her wand, put a blanket around the baby girl.
"What would you like to name her?" asked the Healer.
Harry and Hermione glanced at each other.
"Jamie Helen Potter," Harry said. He looked back at Hermione, and saw tears on her face. He kissed her, then turned to the Healer. "Can I hold her?"
With steady arms, the Healer gave Jamie to Harry to hold. He looked down at his daughter's face. Jamie was awake, but she wasn't crying. Harry smiled.
Suddenly, Hermione tensed up.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?" said Harry urgently.
"Another baby is on it's way. You're going to have twins!"
At this, Mrs. Granger hugged her husband and Mrs. Weasley. Harry felt a tear slide down his face. He was so happy that he was crying. He held Jamie close with one arm, while his other hand was in Hermione's.
A few minutes later, the second baby arrived, and it too, was a girl.
"What would you like to name your second daughter?" said the Healer. Harry gave Jamie to Mrs. Granger, and took his second daughter in his arms.
"Aphrodite Pandora Potter." He said.
"That's a very pretty name," said the healer.
"Can I hold Jamie?" Hermione asked her mother. Mrs. Granger put Jamie in Hermione's arms.
Harry caught Hermione's eye, and smiled. Hermione smiled back.
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A few days later, Hermione was well enough to come back to 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry went to St. Mungo's to make sure that Hermione was safe on the return trip, as well as his twin daughters, Jamie and Aphrodite. As soon as they reached 12 Grimmauld Place, the Weasley's helped Harry and Hermione pack up their belongings, for Harry and Hermione would be moving into the Potter house in Godric's Hollow.
Upon arriving at Godric's Hollow, which was was completely furnished, and which had all the needed supplies in it for Jamie and Aphrodite, the Weasley's help Harry and Hermione settle in.
Upon leaving, Mrs. Weasley said, "If you two need any advice or help, don't hesitate to ask!"
"We won't, Mrs. Weasley. And thanks so much for helping me and Hermione to settle in, all of you."
"Not a problem Harry," said Fred.
"We were glad to help," said George.
"And when your two daughters are older, we'll teach them all about Hogwarts."
"Like what they can get away with, rule breaking wise."
"And I'll show them the Map," said Harry to Fred and George.
"Yeah, and then they can sneak into Honeyduke's-"
"Fred, George! That's enough!" said Mrs. Weasley sharply. "Let's leave Harry and Hermione in peace for a while."
"Bye!" said Harry and Hermione, waving. The Weasley's waved good bye, and were gone.
Later that night, Harry and Hermione stood in their own bedroom, where the crib of Jamie and Aphrodite was. Harry and Hermione put Jamie and Aphrodite into the crib, and then stood there for a while, looking at their twin daughters, who were already sleeping peacefully.
"They're adorable, aren't they?" said Hermione.
Harry smiled. "Yeah, they are. Just look at them. Sleeping peacefully. I love them."
"I love them, too," said Hermione.
Harry and Hermione got into their own bed at last. Hermione went to sleep right away, a smile remaining on her face. Harry stared up at the ceiling, his hands behind his head. He was smiling, happy at the thought of him and Hermione being parents. Happy at the thought of his daughters. He looked forward to raising them, telling them stories of his school days. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The End
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Aargh! I'm sad that this story is over! I WILL do a sequel to it, but I just had this idea for this other fan fic that I wanted to write.
Please review, and after doing so, :-) I have already posted the first chapter of my newest HP fanfic. It's called Muggle in the Ministry. Here's the summary: A 17 year old American Muggle is visiting London for the first time in her life. One day she gets lost, and accidentally enters the Ministry of Magic! She meets a wizard who is also 17, and the Minister's son! What will happen when she is found out?
Here's the story ID: 1884812
After I'm done with Muggle in the Ministry, I will do a sequel for A New Beginning, because I REALLY love that story, so no need to worry! :-)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
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The very next day, all the students of Hogwarts found themselves on the train, on their way back to Kings Cross station in London. No one was very happy about having to leave Hogwarts, the seventh years even more so, because they wouldn't be returning to Hogwarts. All in all, it was a subdued group that walked off the Hogwarts express to greet friends and family who were waiting for them.
It was the usual group who were waiting for Harry and Hermione, and Ginny after they got off the train, and went through the barrier. The Weasleys were there, of course, as was Lupin, and Hermione's parents. They greeted Harry, Ginny, and Hermione with enthusiasm. After saying a long farewell to her parents, Hermione went with Harry, Ginny, Lupin, and the Weasleys back to 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Well, he were are," said Lupin at the steps of 12 Grimmauld Place. He held the door open for everyone, and as soon as they had gone through, he followed them, and shut the door behind him.
Harry thought that the house looked...cheerful, somewhat. All the elf heads were gone from the walls, as were many of the portraits, including the one of Sirius's mother. The umbrella stand that looked like a troll's leg was gone, replaced by an umbrella stand that looked like a very large flower.
"Wow, Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said, looking around. "You certainly have made some changes to this place. It looks a lot more cheerful."
"And it feels a lot more homey," said Harry, also taking in everything.
"Why, thank you, dears," said Mrs. Weasley. "It took a lot of work, but with some help from the Order, this place is finally fit to live in."
"So I take it there aren't any more Doxies flying around the curtains?" said Fred.
"No, Fred," answered his mother. Fred pouted.
"Not even a Doxie egg?"
"No, George, not even a Doxie egg. Why do you ask?" said Mrs. Weasley suspiciously.
George shrugged. "Just wondering."
Mrs. Weasley turned toward Harry and Hermione. "Dears, your bedroom is on the second floor."
"Is it the same room that Ron and I shared before fifth and sixth year?"
"Yes," Mrs. Weasley replied. "Except the twin beds aren't there anymore. There's just one bed, but it's large enough for the both of you."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," said Hermione.
"Not a problem, dear."
"See you all at dinner!" said Hermione. She and Harry put spell on their trunks to make them float, and then headed towards their room on the second floor.
When they got to the room, they put their trunks down, and got settled in. They got dressed into some fresh clothes, and then lay down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Harry?" said Hermione.
"Hm?"
"I...I just wanted to let you know that I love you."
"I know. I love you too, Hermione."
"Are you excited about becoming a father?"
"I'm ecstatic!" said Harry. "I can hardly wait to teach the baby to play Quidditch when he or she gets older, and I'm looking forward to telling the baby all about Hogwarts, and which teachers to watch out for. Are you excited about being a mother?"
"Definitely," replied Hermione. "I'm looking forward to sitting in front of the fire on a winter evening, and reading aloud to our child. And perhaps baking some cookies."
Harry grinned. "Yeah..."
"Auror training starts tomorrow," said Hermione. "Are you ready for it?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," said Harry.
"Doesn't Auror training last for three years?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, it does."
"And then afterwards-"
"I'll be a fully trained, dark wizard catcher," said Harry.
"Not to mention an illegal Animagus," said Hermione.
"Yeah, that too."
Harry looked over at Hermione and smiled.
.
.
A few months had gone by, and winter was quickly approaching. It was currently the month of November. Harry was doing very well in Auror training, and he was enjoying it immensely. It was also a few days until the baby was to be born, and Hermione was at St. Mungo's already, because the baby could be born at any time. Since Harry couldn't stay at St. Mungo's 24/7, he was to be alerted of any sign of Hermione going into labor in an instant by a newly discovered mind-link spell.
Harry had just finished the day's Auror training. He and the other Auror hopefuls had been training for concealment and disguise. Because he was a Metamorphagus, it hadn't been difficult. Of course, the Auror trainer had mentioned to Harry that he was the only Metamorphagus he had met since Nymphadora Tonks.
Harry Apparated back to 12 Grimmauld Place. At the moment, he was the only one there. Mr. Weasley and Bill were at the Ministry; Charlie was back in Romania; Mrs. Weasley was in Diagon Alley, doing a little shopping; Fred and George were also at Diagon Alley, but they were at their store, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes; and last, but not least, Hermione was still at St. Mungo's.
And speaking of which.... Something was buzzing inside his head. What could it be? Then it hit him: The mind-link spell! Hermione! Harry immediatley Apparated to St. Mungo's, and arrived at the ground floor. There was a long line at the Welcome Witch's desk, but Harry didn't bother with waiting. He cut to the front, despite complaints from the other witches and wizards.
"Sir, you'll have to wait at the back of the line," said the Welcome Witch.
"I can't!" said Harry desperately. "My wife is about to have a baby! Her name is Hermione Gra- Potter. Hermione Potter. Please, what room is she in?"
Sighing, the Welcome Witch looked at the list of patients, and told Harry where Hermione was in. Thanking the Witch, Harry immediately departed to Hermione's hospital room. He got there just as the door was opening.
"Harry, you're here! Good," said Mrs. Weasley, poking her head out the door. " Hermione's parents are here, too. Come in, come in. She's just gone into labor."
She held the door open for Harry, who rushed to Hermione's bedside. He took her hand and clasped it in his own.
"I love you, Hermione." Harry lightly kissed her forehead. Hermione managed a weak smile, but not much else.
Several hours later, and the baby still had not come. Everyone was worried about Hermione and the baby, but Harry was worried the most. He sat in a chair by Hermione's bedside, and held her hand through the entire ordeal. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were out in the hall. Harry could hear Mrs. Granger crying. Mrs. Weasley was still in the hospital room, pacing back and forth, wringing her hands, and looking extremely worried.
"I can't do this, Harry!" Hermione said in a whisper. "I just can't!"
"Shhh! Nonsense!" whispered Harry, squeezing her hand lightly. "You can do this. I know you can!"
"I can't!"
"Yes you can! Try harder!"
Hermione gave one last push, and the baby started to appear. Mrs. Weasley yelled for Mr. and Mrs. Granger, and they came running into the room, stopping inches from Hermione's bedside. Harry closed his eyes, praying... And suddenly, a baby's cries could be heard. Harry's eyes snapped open. He looked at Hermione, who had relaxed, then at the Healer, who was holding his child.
"It's a girl!" said the Healer. The healer cleaned the baby off with a wave of her wand, and with another wave of her wand, put a blanket around the baby girl.
"What would you like to name her?" asked the Healer.
Harry and Hermione glanced at each other.
"Jamie Helen Potter," Harry said. He looked back at Hermione, and saw tears on her face. He kissed her, then turned to the Healer. "Can I hold her?"
With steady arms, the Healer gave Jamie to Harry to hold. He looked down at his daughter's face. Jamie was awake, but she wasn't crying. Harry smiled.
Suddenly, Hermione tensed up.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?" said Harry urgently.
"Another baby is on it's way. You're going to have twins!"
At this, Mrs. Granger hugged her husband and Mrs. Weasley. Harry felt a tear slide down his face. He was so happy that he was crying. He held Jamie close with one arm, while his other hand was in Hermione's.
A few minutes later, the second baby arrived, and it too, was a girl.
"What would you like to name your second daughter?" said the Healer. Harry gave Jamie to Mrs. Granger, and took his second daughter in his arms.
"Aphrodite Pandora Potter." He said.
"That's a very pretty name," said the healer.
"Can I hold Jamie?" Hermione asked her mother. Mrs. Granger put Jamie in Hermione's arms.
Harry caught Hermione's eye, and smiled. Hermione smiled back.
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A few days later, Hermione was well enough to come back to 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry went to St. Mungo's to make sure that Hermione was safe on the return trip, as well as his twin daughters, Jamie and Aphrodite. As soon as they reached 12 Grimmauld Place, the Weasley's helped Harry and Hermione pack up their belongings, for Harry and Hermione would be moving into the Potter house in Godric's Hollow.
Upon arriving at Godric's Hollow, which was was completely furnished, and which had all the needed supplies in it for Jamie and Aphrodite, the Weasley's help Harry and Hermione settle in.
Upon leaving, Mrs. Weasley said, "If you two need any advice or help, don't hesitate to ask!"
"We won't, Mrs. Weasley. And thanks so much for helping me and Hermione to settle in, all of you."
"Not a problem Harry," said Fred.
"We were glad to help," said George.
"And when your two daughters are older, we'll teach them all about Hogwarts."
"Like what they can get away with, rule breaking wise."
"And I'll show them the Map," said Harry to Fred and George.
"Yeah, and then they can sneak into Honeyduke's-"
"Fred, George! That's enough!" said Mrs. Weasley sharply. "Let's leave Harry and Hermione in peace for a while."
"Bye!" said Harry and Hermione, waving. The Weasley's waved good bye, and were gone.
Later that night, Harry and Hermione stood in their own bedroom, where the crib of Jamie and Aphrodite was. Harry and Hermione put Jamie and Aphrodite into the crib, and then stood there for a while, looking at their twin daughters, who were already sleeping peacefully.
"They're adorable, aren't they?" said Hermione.
Harry smiled. "Yeah, they are. Just look at them. Sleeping peacefully. I love them."
"I love them, too," said Hermione.
Harry and Hermione got into their own bed at last. Hermione went to sleep right away, a smile remaining on her face. Harry stared up at the ceiling, his hands behind his head. He was smiling, happy at the thought of him and Hermione being parents. Happy at the thought of his daughters. He looked forward to raising them, telling them stories of his school days. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The End
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Aargh! I'm sad that this story is over! I WILL do a sequel to it, but I just had this idea for this other fan fic that I wanted to write.
Please review, and after doing so, :-) I have already posted the first chapter of my newest HP fanfic. It's called Muggle in the Ministry. Here's the summary: A 17 year old American Muggle is visiting London for the first time in her life. One day she gets lost, and accidentally enters the Ministry of Magic! She meets a wizard who is also 17, and the Minister's son! What will happen when she is found out?
Here's the story ID: 1884812
After I'm done with Muggle in the Ministry, I will do a sequel for A New Beginning, because I REALLY love that story, so no need to worry! :-)