Author's Note: Okay I know that a lot of you reviewers and readers hate me. But I have my reasons. One my dad could have cancer. And I was failing three subjects. And if I failed then I can't go to Korea to see my best friend. And my busy schedule.

Maybe those ARE petty excuses but a lot of emotional build-up was getting to be too much.

ELVIN LIONESS: I am sorry but I am continuing this story please don't quit your works, I've read some of them and they are excellent

My plan for this is to have a partner in writing this. Punky Poet is going to help me write this. Meaning that it's a joint story and we switch chapters. I beg you not to be angry I will continue this story until it's finished. With the help of Punky Poet of course.

So forgive me and please continue reading The Prophesy of Forbidden Love.

I've already started Chapter Fifteen So this note will be attached at the top or the end of it.

A/N: Okay here we go!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Hermione's unborn babies. (I need names!! Please leave some suggestions in your reviews!!)

Summary: When Hermione falls upon a prophesy about her and Draco she learns that she must bear a child to save herself, Draco, Harry, Ron and all of the wizarding world. And her and Draco develop feelings, but what happens when Voldemort gives him an offer he can't refuse?

Chapter Fifteen

Pregnancy Tests and Meeting the Parents

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It was early November when Hermione went up to talk to Madame Pomfrey about her baby.

Draco escorted her of course because he thought she would get hurt climbing all those stairs.

It was a Saturday and it was still warm and sunny so most of the students were in the courtyard.

Hermione sat on one of the hospital beds swinging her feet. Harry and Ron had wanted to come but Angelina wouldn't let them off of Quidditch practice unless they had a really good reason. They couldn't exactly tell her that their best friend was in the infirmary taking a pregnancy test.

(A/N: In the fifth book, Angelina is the Quidditch captain okay? So yeah I guess I'm going by the details in the fifth book now)

Draco was sitting beside her toying with her chocolate tresses. While Madame Pomfrey processed the test, he was comforting her.

"Dumbledore said that after this, we're gonna go see our parent's. Well my parents. Your family couldn't make it because of a root canal or something?"

Hermione laughed dejectedly. Of course, her parents would miss an important meeting with the Headmaster of her school for a dental appointment.

Draco, seeing how upset she felt when she stiffened, squeezed her shoulder. Hermione slumped against him and looked up at him gratefully. She really wanted to see her parents.

"How are they gonna find out then?"

"Dumbledore is writing them a LONG letter explaining EVERYTHING. Maybe he might even send the passage from the book as proof."

"What if they are mad?" Hermione slaved over her work just to make her parents happy. But they were never satisfied. This would just make things worse.

"They won't be. Don't worry about it." Draco kissed her head.

(A/N: Okay since I haven't been in a 'serious' relationship for so long, I'm gonna copy off the actions that my sister does with her boyfriend………only not so gross. *Shudder*)

Madame Pomfrey came bustling in. She smiled gently at the couple. "Miss Granger? Mister Malfoy? You are the proud parents of twins!! Congratulations! I already told Dumbledore so I think he wants you to go up to his office."

Hermione was gaping at the test paper (It's on a paper now okay?!) clutched in Madame Pomfrey's hand. She was pregnant with TWINS?!

(I don't think you could tell this early, but hey my story, my rules.)

Draco grinned. He always wanted to be a father. Now he was having twins!!

"Thank you Madame. Come Hermione" Draco dragged her out of the infirmary.

Hermione flung her arms around Draco. "Twins Draco!! TWINS! Oh my god. What if I'm not a good mother?! They'll hate me!" Hermione's happy mood turned into an anxious mood.

Draco leaned her face up to his and gave her the sweetest kiss. "Hermione, dear, they'll love you. Just as long as you don't scold and hit them as you do me." Draco smirked.

Hermione stopped. "Oh you!" She swatted his arm.

Draco swept her up in his arms, newlywed style. (You know when they like enter their new home or something? Like on Just Married?)

Hermione giggled. "Draco, Draco, put me down!! What will people think?!"

"Yeah Ron, I wonder what will we think?" Harry stood in front of them. Ron was at his side, all muddy.

"I think that Malfoy was kidnapping Hermione to their room to ravish her body." Ron said with a hint of sarcasm.

Harry bopped Ron on the head. "No dolt. I was saying that Malfoy here was kidnapping Hermione so she could tell us the news. Harry grinned.

Draco, by then, had dropped Hermione. Hermione rushed forward. She beamed and threw her arms around them both, mud and all.

"Twins! TWINS, you guys!! I'm having twins! Aren't you excited?!"

Harry kissed her cheek. "Congratulations Hermione, Draco." He nodded towards Draco.

Ron stared at her stomach. Hermione's eyes flitted back and forth between Ron and her stomach. What was wrong with him?

Ron grabbed Hermione and squeezed her tight. "Harry and I will be the godfathers right?" he asked, letting her go.

"Of course.........Right Draco?" Hermione looked at him.

Draco was feeling a bit out of place. But looking at Hermione, now covered in mud, dirt and grass, made everything perfect. Even if those two prats were gonna be godfather to his babies. He nodded, and then said. "Well let's just wait till they are born before we do anything major. C'mon Hermione, we hafta go see Dumbledore."

He grabbed her by the wrist and dragged him down the corridor, yelling back. "We'll see you later."

Hermione ripped her wrist out of Draco's grip and glared at him.

"What the hell was THAT all about? Can I not spend a single happy moment with my best friends?!"

Draco stopped. "Well, my parents are here to meet you and I don't think it would make a good impression if we were late. Plus you're dirty, so we hafta stop off at our dorms so you can change. Meeting my parents all grimy like that will NOT, I assure you, make a good impression."

"Well fine! Let's go then." This time it was Hermione who grabbed Draco and ran all the way down to their rooms.

Hermione muttered a cleaning spell on her hair and changed into a silver gray knee-length skirt and jacket over a pink tank top. She pulled half of her hair up into a ponytail. She spritzed on perfume and lip gloss in a matter of minutes.

She grabbed some sensible shoes and her robe and ran downstairs to an impatiently waiting Draco.

Hermione practically yelled the password. They were immediately let in.

And there was Dumbledore sitting with the renowned Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. "Ah! Draco, Hermione. Please sit."

"Narcissa, Lucius. I don't know how to tell you this, but……… Draco has to be the father of Hermione Granger's children in order to save the Wizarding World from Lord Voldemort. It has to do with a prophesy from centuries ago. I believe………" handing them the passage from the Magical Prophesies volume 2. "That Hermione is the bearer of your two future twin grandchildren."

Lucius Malfoy stood up appalled. "Dumbledore, there is NO way in HELL that my son will be fathering MUDBLOOD CHILDREN!" he said spit flying.

Narcissa just sat silently, dabbing at occasional tears with a monogrammed handkerchief. She kept mumbling to herself. "Me? A grandmother? Oh wonderful, wonderful. My Little Dragon has finally grown up." She smiled at Draco and Hermione.

Lucius shook Narcissa. "No it's not bloody wonderful woman! This is preposterous! Think of our reputation!"

Dumbledore said in a loud voice, tinged with annoyance. "Lucius put Narcissa down at once! This has all been pre-ordained! There is no way to stop the process once it has already started!"

Lucius' eyes flitted about. "Of course………of course. I'll find a way to save the Malfoy name………That's IT!!" yelling the last part.

Draco spoke for the first time. "What is what Father?"

Hermione had kept her head down low the whole time. But Draco had stood up leaving her alone on the loveseat with no warm body to be comforted by.

Narcissa moved over onto the loveseat to look at Hermione.

"Hello dear. You can call me Mother if you like. Gods………grandchildren!! How many months are you?"

Hermione blushed. "Well, Mother." The word dancing strangely off her tongue. "I'm only about two weeks."

Narcissa squeezed her tight. "Congratulations!"

Meanwhile………

Lucius said to Draco and Headmaster Dumbledore. "We'll have a Ball presenting- what was her name?"

Draco said. "Hermione Granger sir."

"Right!! We could have a ball presenting her at the Christmas Ball this year. It's perfect. And I doubt she'd be showing yet so your mother can take her shopping for dress robes. Yes, it's settled." Little did they know, that Lucius would be heading straight to the Riddle Manor to warn Lord Voldemort about this so-called prophesy.

Dumbledore beamed. Although he knew he was being lied to by Lucius, he didn't want to warn Hermione and Draco at that moment. He wanted to tell them to be careful at the ball.

He stood up.  "Then may I present to you Lucius Malfoy, your soon-to-be daughter-in-law."

After small chit-chat and minor planning, Lucius and Narcissa soon Flooed back to the Malfoy Manor.

When they were gone, Dumbledore severely told them. "Whatever you do, do not separate. Well of course Malfoy Senior will want to dance with you Miss Granger to prove that Muggleborns and Purebloods can mix. But Draco, keep a close eye on her. Around Christmas would be the perfect time for the babies to be aborted without Hermione's knowledge."

They were dismissed. As soon as they were back in their common room, Hermione went upstairs to take a bath.

Draco knocked fifteen minutes later asking if she needed anything. Hermione said nothing.

Hermione flung her wet body onto her bed. I hafta be careful now. Soon I won't be able to do that.

She was lying on her stomach with only her towel on, listening to the grandfather clock in her room tick when her door opened.

"Yes Draco?" Hermione mumbled groggily. Suddenly she felt warm oiled hands work the kinks out of her stressed body.

"Draco, is that you?"

"No, it's Father Christmas."

"Always the cocky one."

He massaged her back until she fell asleep. He appreciated her angelic beauty, gazing at her knowing that their children will be beautiful, before putting some nightclothes on her and tucking her under the duvet.

He kissed her dark damp hair that was spread across her shoulders and closed the door quietly behind him.

Hey, she was the mother of his children, he could at least be nice once in awhile.

This didn't mean he was going soft.

Right?

"Dracooo" his inner voice said hauntingly. "You're falling for her."

Draco shook his head. "Going bloody crazy" he mumbled to himself as he stepped into the shower, taking in the scent that Hermione had left in there.

But was he falling for her?

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A/N: My longest chapter yet. I really have missed this.

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