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A/N- I know I don't usually do A/N's in the beginning, but something a reviewer said was too funny not to share! PyroWriter69 said of Ron: you would figure after two full body binds and two schizophrenic sessions he would learn to keep his mouth shut and not piss off Ginny.

I just thought it was funny and wanted to pass it along. Thanks PyroWriter69, you brightened my day and this chapter was finished quickly just for you! More notes at end!

The Two

Chapter 11

Christmas Gifts

Ginny nearly fainted when she heard Hr. Johnson say she was to have two babies. She loved the idea of having a girl…but two? That was different. How would she tell Harry? Would he take the news good…or would he take it badly…She took a deep breath and started thinking about what she'd say.

The day passed and Ginny still didn't tell Harry. She told Hermione, and made her swear not to tell anyone. She was more worried about telling Harry and losing him then telling her family and them rejecting her. She loved Harry more than anyone, and she wanted to be with him more than she wanted to be with her family. Family was very important to Ginny, and at times she felt like she couldn't live without them…but the thought of losing Harry was much worse. She sighed and took a deep breath, making sure she didn't get too worked up.

Christmas Eve day came, and everyone was in high spirits. They had a family meeting and talked about all of the different aspects of Harry and Ginny's situation. After a few hours of talking it through, they accepted what had happened and were happy for them both. Tina and Charlie had come back and Tina and Jill had apologized for being so nasty with one another. Ron still thought the whole thing was preposterous and refused to just forget it and be happy, but everyone else accepted it well enough. The day was busy and hectic, with people doing last minute Christmas shopping. Harry left around 3 o'clock to go to Diagon Alley, but he wouldn't say why. Ginny still hadn't told Harry about having twins. Hermione kept encouraging her to just go ahead and tell him, but Ginny was terrified.

That night, dinner was festive, and the talk was enjoyable. They had turkey, chicken, mashed potatoes, yams, cranberry sauce, and anything else that was remotely Christmassy. After dinner, they all went to bed, tired from the hectic day, and anxious for the next day to arrive.

The next morning, Ginny was the first one up. She got some coffee from the kitchen and then went to wake up the rest of her family. She started with Harry. She jumped on the end of his bed and sat there, just staring at him, wondering what he was dreaming about. She took out her wand and flicked it towards him. A silvery mist came out of the tip of the wand and shot under Harry's chin, tickling him. Harry stirred in his sleep, while Ginny was trying to hold in her laughter. Harry finally opened his eyes and Ginny, smiling, flicked her wand again, causing the Tickling Mist to disappear. She started laughing and Harry blinked a few times before seeing her and saying, "Hey…good morning."

"Merry Christmas!"

He laughed and said, "Same to you."

She got up and went beside him, kissing him on the cheek. She said jokingly, "Now put on something decent and I'll see you downstairs in a few minutes. I'm going to go wake up everyone else." He smiled, giving her another kiss before watching her leave and getting up to get dressed. As Ginny was leaving, she kept thinking about how she hadn't told Harry about her carrying twins yet.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the next door, Hermione's. She opened the door and walked to the sleeping Hermione. She tapped her on the shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Merry Christmas!" Hermione, being the light sleeper that she is, woke up instantly and jumped. She said to the smiling Ginny, "Merry Christmas to you too, Gin. You shouldn't have woken me up! I was having a good dream. My life wasn't so complicated and I was happy. It was wonderful." Ginny nodded and said, "I'm sure it was, 'Mione. Get up, put on a robe or something, please do something to your wild hair, and I'll see you downstairs in a few minutes." She got up to leave and Hermione immediately got up and went to the mirror. She shrieked and Ginny turned around, wondering what was going on.

"My hair!"

"I told you!"

"Oh my Lord!"

Hermione hair was so odd looking, she looked like she had had a fight with a weedwacker, and the weedwacker had won. It wasn't appealing. Hermione pulled out her wand and started saying spell after spell in an attempt to calm her hair down. Ginny laughed and continued down the hall to wake up her family.

20 minutes later, everyone was assembled in the living room around the Christmas tree, which was loaded with presents. Hermione's hair was under control, and everyone had a cup of coffee. Ron sat in a chair in the corner, watching Harry and Ginny laughing and smiling on the couch, wishing he could have that with Hermione, and angry that they were together and that the family was accepting the pregnancy thing well. Mr. Weasly said, "Alright now…I'm going to hand out the gifts…we're going to be orderly and open them one at a time so we can avoid havoc—" Nobody was listening. Fred, George and Ginny all ran to the tree and started picked up gifts and throwing them to their owners.

"Oy, Harry! This one's for you mate! This one says "To George." That one's mine!" It was exactly what Mr. Weasly wanted to avoid, but everyone looked happy nevertheless, and as long as his family was happy and not killing anyone, then he was happy. One the three had finished throwing out the gifts, they went back to their own spots and waited for the signal to begin the mad unwrapping. They all looked to Mr. Weasly as he said, "Well, that went well, didn't it?" He laughed and continued, "I think we should let the "old people" like your mother and myself go first…" He saw the sad expressions on their faces and said, "Oh fine, have at it." Every Weasly in the room, and Harry and Hermione, started ripping the paper off of the presents in front of them. Yells of delight were heard as they examined the presents they received. Sweaters all around from Mrs. Weasly, of course, random Muggle knick-knacks from Mr. Weasly, and other wanted gifts were seen.

Half an hour later, after thanks had been given and some gifts had been examined more closely, Harry cleared his throat for attention. When he got no response he laughed to himself and yelled, "Hey!" All the heads turned towards him and he said, "Ginny? You have another present." Ginny looked around and not seeing one she said, "Where, Harry?" Harry reached into the pocket in his robe and pulled out a small wrapped package. Ginny's eyes widened with curiosity and guesses.

"Harry? What is it?"

He handed it to her and said, "Open it and find out."

Ginny excitedly ripped off the attractive red paper as her family watched in anticipation. She pulled out a small, black velvet box. She gave Harry a questioning look and he said, "Open it…" She pulled the top open and inside on the cushion sat a ring. It had a gold band, and a diamond heart on it. Inside the heart were the letters H and G in fancy writing made of diamonds. Ginny's eyes widened even more and she squealed, "Harry!"

"Ginny? Ever since I first saw you, I felt something for you. Back when I was 11, I didn't understand it and I didn't acknowledge it. I know realize what I didn't see before. I love you Ginny Weasly. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I want to raise this baby together forever. Will you please…marry me?"

"Harry! I love you, too!"

"Is that a…"

"Yes!"

She rushed to Harry and planted a kiss on his lips and gave him the biggest hug in her life, tears streaming down her face. She broke the hug and stared into Harry's bright green eyes and remembered how she hadn't told Harry about the twins yet. Oh well…I'll tell him later. I don't want to ruin this moment! I'm engaged!

Harry took the ring from the box and slid it onto Ginny's left ring finger. Ginny turned around and said to her waiting family, "Everybody? I'm getting married!" The family went wild, other than Ron, and started hugging and kissing Ginny and Harry. Even though he was being slapped on the back, kissed frantically by Mrs. Weasly, and congratulated, Harry still found the time to stare at Ginny.

She was radiant. She was wearing a light blue bathrobe, and her red hair was in a messy bun. Harry thought she had never looked better. Her smile was brighter and wider than Harry had ever seen it before. He eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky. Harry smiled, having never felt better in his whole life. He had a beautiful girlfriend, he was getting married, he was going to be a father, and he finally felt like he belonged.

Ron sat sulking in the corner. His gifts had been great, but he hated his so-called best friend and what he was doing to Ginny. First they were just friends, then they're dating, then they're having sex, then she's pregnant, and now they were engaged! What's next? Ron sighed and still remained where he sat, not joining in the celebrations of his family members.

Harry and Ginny were in Ginny's bedroom, talking about what had just happened. Ginny couldn't stop smiling, and Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Ginny suddenly remembered the twins she was carrying and said, "Harry? We have to talk…it's about the baby."

"What is it?"

"There's more to my pregnancy than we had anticipated."

"Gin…I'm so lost. Fill me in here?"

"Well, Harry, love…I'm pregnant."

"I know that, Gin."

"I'm pregnant with…with twins."

Harry's eyes widened and he stared at Ginny, processing what he'd heard. He said, "You're…you're…you're pregnant with…with twins?"

"Yes, Harry…do you…do you hate me?"

"Hate you? Why would I hate you, Gin?"

"Because I…I'm having twins…and we can't support twins!"

"Ginny, are you crazy? We could support 10 children! Haven't you ever seen my Gringott's vault?"

"Well, no…"

"Ginny, money is no issue. I could never hate you Ginny…you should know that. I love you."

Ginny hugged Harry and pecked him on the cheek. She felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Harry said goodbye and went into his own room thinking, Twins?

Hermione had gotten some great gifts from her family and friends. Books she'd been dying to read and chocolates. A girl always loves chocolate when she's depressed. She thought about Draco and how much she missed him. Then she thought about Ron and how hurt he was when she broke it completely off with him. She opened the door to her room and laid down on her bed.

She heard a peck on the window and got up to see what it was. Hermione opened the window and in flew an elegant brown owl holding a package. She untied the bow around the leg and looked at the top. It simply read: To: Hermione- with all of my love. Curiously she opened the package.

Mr. Weasly and Mrs. Weasly kissed under the mistletoe and smiled at each other.

"Was it a good Christmas, Arthur?"

"Well…our daughter is pregnant by one of our son's best friend and is engaged. We found out that that same son has been sleeping with his other best friend but isn't going out with her and another son has been sleeping with his girlfriend."

"So, was it a terrible Christmas or not?"

"Overall, I'd say it was good. I mean, we'll be grandparents…well again…and our daughter is getting married! What could be better?"

"Her not being in school?"

"She'll be out of school by the time all of this happens. She'll be fine."

"But—"

"No buts! She's going to be fine! As she has said a lot recently, she's 16 now, Molly. She's old enough to take care of herself. She'll be 17 in February. She'll be fine."

Mrs. Weasly sighed and Mr. Weasly kissed her forehead.

A/N- IT'S DONE! YES! Okay, so this chapter was really hard to write. I just wasn't getting any inspiration. Plus my other story, Too Perfect, was demanding an update as well and it's Christmastime in that story right now too and it got very confusing because the stories are different. Hmm…what could be in this mysterious package to Hermione, and who is it from? What is Harry thinking about with these twins? Is Mr. Weasly right? Will Ginny be fine? Alright, as always, I love my reviewers! And again, as always, please review and tell me of any mistakes you find or any suggestions you have. Constructive criticism is welcome! I spelled criticism right on the first try! Yay me!

Love,

Dangerous Combonation