A/N: This chapter is to my wonderful sister, Melissa, who has really been the best sister anyone could ever want. And to Jordan, who made me laugh during all the hard times, and "demanded" me to be happy. And didn't laugh at me when I let him read my work. And to my wonderful beta Solveig.

Chapter Five: Ron and Hermione's Decision

"Ron, look at this," Hermione said as she handed her husband the information on adoptable children from the Albus Dumbledore Adoption Agency (ADAA).

As Ron read it over he said aloud, "Twins, Hermione? Boy twins. Do we want twins? It says here that it's either both, or neither."

Hermione thought this over quickly, and then said slowly, "I always wanted two girls and two boys. And most twins don't get adopted together. And they are a year and a half, they should have a home."

Ron nodded, "You know, if we get them we could also get a newborn baby, too."

"Can we? This teenage girl who is pregnant," she pointed at one the of the papers, "is expecting a girl in early January, so if we adopt the boys now, we would have four months to get ready for the new baby. And Dream might get to see her."

Ron couldn't believe it; they were going to have more kids! He was going to have boys.

This was going to be a big year for the Weasley clan, Ron could tell, four new family members. Ginny had finally had another girl, Lena, late last night.

"Ron? Are you listening to me? I said I'm going to fill out these forums so we can get the boys and the baby. I just hope we still can!" Hermione said.

"Sounds good, dear," Ron said enthusiastically. He couldn't believe that after all these years of trying to have a baby after Dream that this was actually happening. But it was. It was really happening.

The very next day they got a letter from the ADAA:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,

After reviewing your request to adopt Joseph and Jacob, we have reviewed your records and are pleased to announce that you may adopt the twins. Please come down to the Albus Dumbledore Adoption Agency on the 16th of September at Five' O clock, to make arrangements.

Sincerely,

Misty Huddleston

Head of the Albus Dumbledore Adoption Agency

Hermione couldn't believe it. Twins. Their twins! Checking her watch she said, "Ron, it's nine! We should call your mum, get that bedroom ready-just in case-, and write to Dream, and my mum and-"

"Hermione! Slow down! One thing at a time. You go owl your mum and Dream, and I'll call my mum," Ron told his wife, who was practically hyperventilating.

"Alright," Hermione said as she went off to the den.

Grabbing a pinch of Floo, Ron threw it into the fire, and shoving his head in it he said, "The Burrow!"

Instantly Ron saw his mother and father sitting at the dining room table.

"Ron what is it? Is everything alright?" they asked in concern.

"Yes, everything is fine. Perfect, I'd say," Ron said with a dreamily grin on his face.

"Is Hermione pregnant?" his mother asked excitedly.

"Not exactly. We are adopting twin boys, and hoping to adopt a baby, who is suppose to be born in January. The boys are almost two."

"That's great! When are you adopting the boys? What are their names? How old are they? When's their birthday?" Mrs. Weasley asked in quick succession.

"Whoa, Mum! Slow down, one question at a time; let me think here," He laughed, "We don't know when we are adopting them, but we have a meeting with the ADAA today at five. Hermione wants to fix up the spare bedroom, just in case. There names are Joseph and Jacob, but we are going to call them Joey and Jake. They will be two on March 15th."

"You should fix up the bedroom! I can give you old baby clothes that you and your brothers had when you were babies! And get a few things from Diagon Alley--I'll send it over with your father along with your old crib and Charlie's, too. Your father will owl everyone else for you. Bye."

And with a pop she was gone.

Ron and Hermione got the room all cleaned up, which basically meant moving Hermione's second library into the first one. ("No, Ron, we can not get rid of some of the books!") When they were finished the room was a color of sky blue, Ron had hung some white curtains above the large windows.

Mr. Weasley came over around three with two light blue cribs, which were filled with boy baby clothes from all six of the Weasley boys, and some baby food, dippers, and other stuff that they'd been for Jake and Joey.

Around four, Hermione was in kittens. She had organized the library ("We can put the baby in Dream's room."), she had made the boy's room perfect ("Make sure that everything is clean! And perfect!") and now it was ready to get ready to make a good impression with the ADAA.

Looking at all the robes in their closet, Hermione thought critically what would look best. She finally decided on light blue for herself and navy blue for Ron. She didn't trust him to dress himself; if he did it might be orange.

At four fifty Ron and Hermione were ready; their hair was perfect, faces clean, ready to make a good impression.

"Ready to go, 'Mione?" Ron asked Hermione at four fifty-five.

"Yes, let's go." And with that they both Apparated.

"Can I help you?" asked the lady behind the desk.

"Yes, we have an appointment to meet with someone about an adoption." Hermione said.

"Names?"

"Ron and Hermione Weasley." Ron said.

"Ah, yes, you have an appointment with Leslie Johnson She will see you in a few minutes, have a seat." She pointed to some chairs on the left.

Taking their seats, Hermione looked around: there were at least five couples in there. What if they all wanted to have the twins too? Or the baby?

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley? Mrs. Johnson will see you now." said the lady behind the desk.

Ron and Hermione got up, looking around they saw a tall woman, who had blonde hair, and she looked very friendly.

Once in the office, she introduced herself. "I am Leslie Johnson, please have a seat." She nodded to the two chairs by her desk, and once she was behind the desk she got right to business.

"No, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, tell me, do you have any children?"

"Yes, we have a one child, a daughter. Her name is Dream. She is eleven--a first year at Hogwarts."

"I see, now if you already have a child, then why do you want to adopt the twins? And Lucy Kirkindall's baby?" Lucy was the teenager who was pregnant with the baby they wanted.

"When I had Dream, we found out that I couldn't have anymore children. We have tried for years, but to no avail. So we have decided to adopt. I noticed that the twins have been up for adoption all their lives, though it is a short while, we want to adopt them to give them the home they deserve. And it is the same with Miss Kirkindall's baby."

"I see. Well, you certainly seem like a loving couple, would you like to meet the boys?"

"Yes, please." Hermione answered.

Mrs. Johnson took them into a room, where there were lots of children. Leading them to a playpen Hermione saw two identical boys with copper hair, freckles and dark brown eyes.

"That one is Joseph," Leslie pointed at the one in a blue shirt and jeans, "and that one is Jacob," she said pointing at the one who was wearing the same thing except that his shirt was green.

"They are very cute, and they look so happy. Are we going to be able to adopt them?" Hermione asked.

"Yes you are, same with Lucy's baby, you can adopt her too, you will get an owl when she going into labor. As for the boys, you can take them anytime, since you have already filled out the forums." She told them.

"Really? Can we take them now? We have a room ready." Hermione said.

"Of course. Go ahead, pick them up, you just have a few more papers to fill out, you know, legalize it." Leslie told them.

"Alright," Hermione said as she picked up Joseph, Ron picking up Jacob.

As it turned out, all they had to do was get the boy's last name changed and sign some papers to make the boys legally theirs.

At six o'clock Jake and Joey were theirs.

As two owls entered Gryffindor Tower later that night, Dream looked up. Two owls in one day. She had received an owl at breakfast telling her that her parents were adopting twin boys, Joey and Jake.

Just the day before the triplets had found out that their mother had had the baby, which was a girl. ("It worked! It really worked!" the girls had said excitedly, jumping up and down.)

But the two owls that came were for Dream, from her parents, and to the triplets.

Dear Dream,

Hi, sweetie, we have great news! Jake and Joey are now ours, we adopted them today, we fixed up Mum's second library. We are also adopting a new baby, it is suppose to be a girl, she will be born in early January, so you might get to see her. We can't wait to see you at Christmas and, we love you.

Love,

Mum and Dad

Enclosed was a wizard photo of her parents, beaming and two little boys, both copper colored haired with big brown eyes. On the back of it, it said, in her mother's exquisite handwriting, Joseph Matthew Weasley and Jacob William Weasley.

Dream stopped. William? Did her parents give that as Jake's middle name, or was it already there? Her uncle Bill (William) was killed in a war. His and Aunt Fleur's son Cameron was only nine. Fleur was pregnant with Audrey, so Audrey had never met her father. Dream felt a sting of sympathy; she couldn't image not knowing her father.

"Are those your new brothers?" Mel asked.

"Yeah, that's the twins. My little brothers. Mum and Dad are also adopting a baby girl; she is supposed to be here in January."

"Oh."

"What did your parents say?"

"Read it for yourself," Ali said as she handed Dream the letter.

Wil, Ali and Mel,

Your new sister's picture is enclosed. Lena is a very happy baby so far, even though she's only a day old.

Wil, if Ali wants to play Quidditch, let her. I didn't know that she played, or even had an interest in it, but I'm not about to stop her if she wants to. Neither should you.

I'm sure you've heard about Ron and Hermione's new twins from Dream. Grandmum and Grandpa were very excited about them. You should have seen them come over today to see Lena. Grandmum was in tears, and Grandpa was looking pleased that we 'have another red head in the family!' Uncles Fred and George came over today as well; Fred and George gave Lena a 'stern' talking to. Your mother tried to beat them with her broom for it.

Oh, and Wil? You Mother wanted me to tell you that if you ever say a girl can't do something simply because she's a girl, you will be very, very, sorry. And I second that.

Love,

Dad

Laughing Dream looked at the picture of the tiny girl with red fuzz for hair, bright green eyes slightly opened.

"Poor kid," Dream said smiling, "She's got Weasley hair, and she's doomed."

Wil laughed, "Yeah, only those two," Wil nodded to his sisters, "got out of it. Maybe your sister will too, Dream?"

"Uh-huh." Dream responded distractedly; it was really sinking in that she was no longer an only child.