"Ron and Hermione Weasley, 3." Whoa. That's a lot, thought Ginny. "Harry and Ginny Potter, 2." Ginny and Harry strode the front of the room, each grabbing one doll. They went to sit down in their desk that had been, like nearly everyone else in the class's, transfigured into a double desk. They performed the spell and waited. One of the babies sprouted black hair, the other, red. The baby with black hair sported brown eyes, while the baby with red hair had green. Harry checked the gender of the baby with black hair (He wasn't as foolish about this as Ron) and Ginny checked the red-haired baby. "He's a boy," announced Harry proudly.
"She's a girl," replied Ginny just as proudly.
"So, what do we name them?"
"Well, I've always liked Samantha for a girl, and Benjamin for a boy," replied Ginny thoughtfully.
"Sure," said Harry. Ginny spent the next few minutes 'til the end of class teaching Harry how to change a diaper.
"7th years, please stay behind. The rest of you are dismissed. Okay, 7th years I have an announcement concerning you. There is a spell you can cast at the end of the year that will make your child start over as a baby, but it will grow normally. You will need your parent or legal guardian's permission, of course, but, then you can-" Prof. Lensley was cut off by all the girls in attendance.
"KEEP THEM?!?!?"
"Yes," Prof. Lensley waited until the cheers from the girls died down. "Now, those of you who will be eighteen by June don't have to ask permission, but, if your going to do it you should notify them so they can be ready. Now, go to the Owlery. Oh, and Harry, Dumbledore says you can owl the Weasleys instead of the Dursleys."
"Okay, great. Thanks," replied Harry. What would the Dursleys do when he came out of platform 9 ¾ with twins? He was finally at the Owlery. He sat down and started to write.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
We are doing a project that includes taking care of two babies for the remaining eight months of school. At the end of the year we can cast a spell that makes the kids start over as babies but they grow like normal children. I know it sounds kind of strange, but I want to keep them.
Please, please, please,
HarryP.S. Do NOT show this to Fred and George. Thanks.
With that he attached the letter to Hedwig's leg and she flew through the open window. He knew that Hermione would've asked her parents. He went to ask Ron if he had.
"Hey, Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you owl your parents?"
"Yeah."
"Do you think they'll let you?"
"I dunno. Maybe. None of my brothers have done this before so I don't have any idea whatsoever."
"Oh. I'm gonna go down to the Great Hall for supper. You coming?"
"Uh, no, you go ahead I'll be there in a minute."
"What? Ron declining an offer of food? Has the world gone mad?"
"Ha, ha, very funny. I'm going to the, uh, library. I've got some, um, homework to do," replied Ron, who was presently backing up. "See you later!" yelled Ron as he turned on his heel and ran down the hall. Whoa, thought Harry. That was weird.