I was at the doctors getting my usual check up on the babies. Yeah...babies... I'm having twins. I am currently five months pregnant and he said that I was as healthy as I could be.
"So have you contacted the father yet?" Dr. Curtis asked.
I shook my head no and made no effort to talk about it. He asked me that every time I came to visit. I told him that I wasn't with the father and that he didn't know about our babies. No point in lying about that.
"It's really hard to raise a baby by yourself. Especially two of them. And it would be best for the children to be raised with both parents."
"I know, I just don't know how to find him." I said.
"If you tried, you could find him."
"Thanks doctor, I'll see you next week." I got up from the chair and picked up my bag.
"Goodbye Kris."
I drove back to my apartment to see Aiesha's car was in the driveway. I walked up (more like waddled, I was getting big) and tapped on her window.
"What's up mama?" She asked as she got out and hugged me.
"Just got back from the doctor."
"And..."
"Everything is fine."
"Did you find out if it's two boys, two girls or both?"
"No, I want to be surprised."
We walked into my apartment and sat on the plush couch. It was still the same boring apartment; I wasn't going to get anything for the babies until I found a house big enough for all of us.
"When will you try to contact Ron?" Aiesha asked.
"Never."
"Why?"
"The same reason as before. I don't want to endanger him."
"You're still using that excuse? Give it up girl!"
"What?" I said annoyingly.
"I thought you had already realized that you made a mistake."
"I did, but there's no turning back."
"You're right, you can't go back. But you can right what you did wrong."
I breathed loudly and lay back in the couch. Aiesha was right but there was nothing she can say to change my mind. I was going to stay here in New York and take care of my kids myself.
"It's not like I need Ron financially." I said.
"Duh, you need him emotionally." Aiesha retorted back. "You've got to be the most stubborn girl I know."
"I'm also the most tired girl right now. Are you staying over?" I said yawning and standing up.
"I can't, I'm meeting Antwone at the Airport in about two hours." She said referring to her fiancé.
"Okay, call me later on."
"You know I will." I walked her to the door and closed it behind her.
My phone rang loudly and I had to pad across the apartment to get it in my room. The caller I.D. said unknown so I contemplated on whether to answer it or not.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby, how are you?"
I breathed in relief at the familiar voice of my mom's, "I'm fine, hanging in there."
"Are you still alone?"
"Yes."
"Do I have to come up there and drag you over to London?"
"Mom, I've already heard this a million times." Literally.
"Honey, do you not realize how hard it was to raise you without your father?"
"It looked easy." I said thinking at how he was killed when I was ten.
"It wasn't, you were always looking for something. Searching for someone to be there for you."
"You were always there for me."
"Not like you wanted me to be. I was too busy working and taking care of the both of us. Plus, you and your father had a special bond, as I did you. Something that couldn't be replaced. Do you really want your children to not have that? To live without their other half?"
Tears fell down my eyes as I thought about my life without my father. I DID feel lonely at times and missed the love that could only come from him.
"Go to Ron Kristal. He needs you just as much as you need him."
"I love you mom."
"I love you too baby, call me when you get there."
I hung up the phone and looked at my dresser. On there was a picture of Hermione and I hugging, the five of us playing around in the water at the beach, and then one of Ron and I just nuzzling our noses together. Harry caught us doing that and took a quick shot. It was a good picture of us, showing how much we needed each other, how much we loved each other. They were magical pictures, so they moved around in the actions that was captured.
I picked up my pocketbook and keys and locked my apartment door shut. Wouldn't want anyone trying to break in while I'm gone.
God I hate planes, they take too damn long and the food is horrible. Not to mention that I threw up about twenty times so I was in the bathroom for hours. I was tempted to go see Dean and ask him to take me to them but I wasn't entirely too sure he was magical.
I hoisted my bag on my shoulders and waddled my way through the busy London airport and out the front door. People looked at me strangely because I had no bags or luggage. I almost got searched at the New York airport because they thought I could have been a terrorist. I only rolled my eyes at them and said, "You really think I have the strength to threaten people with twins on the way?"
I looked around and wondered how the hell would I find him. I honestly didn't know where to begin looking since we were in hiding before. Shit, I should have thought this more thoroughly.
I hailed down a cab and told them to take me to 12 Grimmauld Place. I remembered that was the secret place that was in a normal neighborhood. No one could see the house but I'll figure it out from there.
The ride was a long one, I wasn't sure how long but I fell asleep and was very well rested when the driver woke me up. He was very kind and I tipped him greatly as I got out the car.
"Are you sure this is the address mam?" He asked referring to the empty space between 11 and 13."
"I'm sure, thanks a lot."
The driver smiled and drove away, leaving me alone in the lightly lit neighborhood. It was starting to get dark and cold as the wind breezed through my light blue sundress. I was hoping that someone would show up or come out the door but after thirty minutes of standing nothing happened. I didn't know what cab to call and I stupidly erased Ron and the others numbers out my phone. I sat down on the curb and held myself as the sky grew dark and the air chilled.
It would have been smart to plan this out but I was too eager to see Ron. And how did I know that he would be happy to see me? He could very well be really angry and not even want anything to do with the babies or me. Tears welled in my eyes and I thought of the harsh look on Ron's face when he will see me. I shouldn't have come here.
"Are you lost?"
I looked up to see a very scary looking guy standing over me. No, scratch that, a very large man who looked like he could step on me and not even notice. I jumped up startled and backed away from him
"Don't be scared, it wouldn't do you any good." He said softly.
"Um... No, I'm not lost, just waiting for someone." I lied, not wanting him to help me.
"Someone in your condition shouldn't be out here alone."
"Thank you, but they should be coming up very soon."
"Who are they? I know this area really well."
This man might have been huge and scary looking, but he seemed really nice and wouldn't hurt a fly. I could read his movements and he was just trying to help me. But he was so big...
"What is your name?" He asked interrupting my thoughts.
"Kris Halloway."
He blinked at me and stared. He looked as if he recognized me or something.
"I thought you looked familiar." He said.
"What do you mean?"
"You are the girl that left Ron."
My eyes widened when he said that, "You know Ron? Where is he?"
"At the same apartment as before."
"Oh..." I wanted to ask him to take me to him but I was still iffy on seeing him.
"I've seen pictures of you but you look different. Must be the motherhood getting to you; you look a lot more mature." Hagrid said pulling out a small glass bowl.
"Yeah, I guess."
"So let's go." He said as the glass bowl began to glow.
"Where?"
"To Ron's place of course. All of us Order members have direct Portkeys to their place in case of emergencies. And this is an emergency."
"I don't know if I should go." I said biting my lip.
"Not sure? Ron hasn't been the same since you left. He talks about you all the time and is very lonely without you."
"But will he forgive me?"
"Of course he will, he loves you."
"You're a pretty wise giant."
"Call me Hagrid."
I touched the bowl and felt the usual jolt in the stomach. I looked around and saw the living room was the same from when I left. We could hear rustling in the bedroom and I looked up at Hagrid. He nodded his head and I slowly walked over to the bedroom door. Halfway there Ron popped his head out the door and said, "Hagrid, is something wrong...?"
He looked at me with his ocean blue eyes. He mouth was slightly open and I could hear his breathing getting heavy. Or was it my breathing? Either way my heart was beating out of my chest and I didn't move as he walked slowly towards me.
"Is this a dream?" He asked quietly as he stopped right in front of me. I could smell his scent and feel his warmth without even touching him.
He touched my face and gently rubbed his soft fingers against my cheek. I felt the tears start in my eyes but I refused to let them flow. His finger went down my neck and over to my belly. He took both hands and rubbed my belly gently, smiling. He was smiling.
I heard the door and I assumed that Hagrid had left, I didn't even get to say thank you to him. Ron lifted his head back up from my belly and asked, "Are we having twins?"
I nodded yes; I loved how he said 'we' instead of saying 'you'. I couldn't think of much to say to him so I only said this,
"I'm sorry."
He looked at me and kissed me on the lips. I hugged him as closely as I could without hurting myself and took in everything he gave. I let the tears fall, as we held onto each other in a tight embrace. He pulled back only slightly to say,
"I've missed you."
