"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

I smiled brightly as Ron and I looked at each other. He leaned forward and kissed me on my cheek as Hermione and Draco kissed each other to seal their vows.

"I now present to you all under the eyes of God, Mr. And Mrs. Draco Malfoy."

Everyone stood up and clapped as Hermione and Draco walked down the red petals that filled grass. The wedding was held in the back yard of Mrs. Weasley's house and it was turned into a beautiful garden, with different colored flowers everywhere that clashed against Hermione's white dress. She looked radiant and in love.

I really wanted to help the decorations but everyone insisted that I sat down. I sort of felt like a princess since everyone asked me if I was okay and if I needed anything. There wasn't any type of bridal shower or stripper festivity. They wanted to get right to the wedding as soon as I came back. The only party that was going on was one for me that Harry threw when they found out I came back. Hermione insisted to wait until I had to twins to have the wedding so I won't be stressed but I convinced her that me having the babies might cause me to miss it.

I stood by Ron in my peach colored dress and he held my hand tightly. Hermione had the dress pre-made but they had to alter the dress so my 8-month self would fit in it. I thought I looked like a giant peach but everyone said I looked nice. I wasn't too worried about it. This was Hermione and Draco's day to shine.

"Kris, are you okay? Do you need to sit down?" Mrs. Weasley asked for the hundredth time.

"I'm fine Mrs. Weasley."

"Please, I've told you to call me Molly. Now come inside before you have those babies here on the grass."

I looked at Ron for help but he grinned widely and stepped back as his mother pushed me along the crowd to the house. It wasn't as ugly as it used to be, the twins told me bluntly. After their success with their store, they spent a good amount of money on the house and now it was a large, three-story dwelling with almost seven rooms and ten bathrooms. I never asked why there were more bathrooms than bedrooms.

Ron and my room were larger than our normal one and had the color theme of blue and purple. Every room had a theme; that was one of Mrs. Weasley's first projects after the whole place was refurnished. But all of their old things, including the clock that shows where they are, are still there. And Ginny's room is still the same; they didn't touch one bit of that.

"Sit here while I make you some tea." Mrs. Weasley said as she rushed to the kitchen. I chuckled, wondering what was with British people and their tea.

I cringed a little, feeling a slight pain in my stomach. But as quickly as it came, it disappeared. I rubbed my belly subconsciously as Mrs. Weasley came back.

"Are you alright dear?"

"I'm fine, thanks." I took the teacup from her and sipped it. Her tea always made me feel very warm inside.

"That was a beautiful wedding." Mrs. Weasley said sipping on her own cup.

I nodded in agreement.

"I can't wait to see yours."

I chocked slightly as she looked at me smiling, "Um... I don't think..."

"What? You and Ron are getting married, right?"

"We haven't talked about it after I came back."

"What's there to talk about? You think he changed his mind?"

"After what I did..."

"Dear, don't dwell on the past. The only important thing is that you two are finally together. And you're going to have twins. Hopefully not as crazy as mine." She commented knowing full well she loved her twins being crazy.

"How can you all forgive me for what I've done?" I asked truthfully. "I caused everyone so much pain, especially your son. You should hate me."

"I could never hate the woman who opened my son's heart. Who made him appreciate life after such a horrible loss."

She sat next to me and put her hand on mine, "You must believe that you and Ron are meant to be. After all you have gone through you two still have found each other. Fate can only do but so much."

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley."

She gave me a firm look and I laughed, "I mean, Molly."

She smiled brightly as she hugged me. That pain in my stomach came back and it was to some extent harsher than before. It again went away swiftly so I said nothing. Ron and the rest of the family, including Harry, Hermione, and Draco came inside and sat around us. Molly stood up and Ron took his place beside me.

"What were you two talking about?" Ron asked.

"Girl talk, you know nothing about that." Molly said grinning as she sat by Mr. Weasley.

Ron turned to me and took my hand in his, "Do you remember that night when I asked you to marry me?"

My face turned crimson, knowing not to share such an intimate moment in front of his parents, "Yes, and you remember what I said right?"

Ron blushed also, "Yes, yes I do. Well, nothing has changed since that night on how I feel about you but seeing such a beautiful wedding today made me think."

"About...?"

"How I want to ask you all over again in front of my family."

Ron moved off the couch and down to the ground, one knee on the floor and he picked up your hand where the ring was already there. He pulled out the exact same box he gave me before and held it up to me, "Kris, will you marry me?"

I beamed brightly as I said yes and opened the box. It was empty.

I looked up at him oddly and he shrugged, "What? You're already wearing the ring."

I laughed loudly and kissed him intensely as everyone in the background clapped and cheered noisily. We stood up and hugged each other fully as everyone came closer around us.

I gripped Ron's arm tightly as a pain shot throughout my stomach again. This time it was so sharp and excruciating that I sat back down holding my stomach.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked troubled.

"I don't...AAAARRRRRGGGGGG!" I screamed as my stomach felt worse and I undergo my water breaking.

"Oh my! She's contracting!" Molly said and rushed to get the keys to the car.

I screamed loudly as it felt as if the babies were trying to come out through my abdomen. Ron picked me up and rushed to the car. I remembered him saying that it is very dangerous to apparate a pregnant woman.

Arthur slammed on the breaks as Hermione, Harry and Draco sat in the back with us with Molly in the front. Ron was trying to tell me to breathe and calm down but something was wrong. I was over a month early and it wasn't feeling right.

Finally we arrived at the hospital, only it didn't look like one at first and I was slightly afraid we were at the wrong building. I closed my eyes at a sudden contraction and suddenly there were nurses everywhere trying to help me. There must have been some trick door or whatever.

Ron stayed with me as they wheeled me into a room as the others stood outside waiting. The nurses were frantically setting everything up and I could tell by their faces that this wasn't the normal reactions I was showing of giving birth.

"We never had the chance to turn the babies." One nurse said to the doctor, who I assumed was taking care of me.

"I know, she will need to undergo a C-Section. I just hope it isn't too late."

"Too late? For what?" Ron asked.

"Twins seem to be more sensitive in the belly than one child is. They are more fragile and having to take them out too soon could cause problems with their heart and breathing."

I screamed loudly again as another contraction tore through me. One of the nurses gave me some water and a tore it out of her hand.

"I don't want any fucking water! Get my babies out of there safely!"

Ron sat down beside me and gripped my hand, "Kris, that wasn't water, that was a potion that will numb you so you won't feel the C-Section."

I cringed at how I acted but the nurse smiled as if she was used to being snapped at all the time. She tried again and this time I drank the potion with no problem. Instantly I felt a weird wash over me and then I felt as if I had no body at all, as if I was paralyzed.

"I don't like this." I said and unexpectedly I felt a slight tingly sensation and my head started to spin. I took one last look at Ron and then passed out.

My body felt so heavy that I couldn't move an inch. I tried to open my eyes and after a few moments, I lifted my lids to the brightness of the white hospital room. I could sense some feeling in my hands so I gently lifted them up and someone caught hold of it.

"Kris?"

I turned to look at Ron and he was looking like shit. Probably ten times better than I looked though.

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired."

"Get some rest, we have a lot to deal with soon."

"Where are our babies?"

Ron took a deep breath and his hesitation scared me, "Did we lose them?"

"No, but there were complications."

"As in?" I asked sitting up suddenly and then fell back because of a rush of dizziness.

"Rest, we'll talk later."

"I wanna talk now."

"Are you in any pain?"

"Ron, stop changing the subject, I'll be alright if I find out what happened to our babies."

"Because they were born prematurely, it is normal for babies to have... problems."

"Like?"

"Breathing and troubles with their heart. They are very sensitive to getting fatal infections also. That's why the doctor has them under constant surveillance and is making sure that they don't have any exposure to harmful substances."

"So you're saying..." I knew what could happen but I didn't want to say it.

Ron said nothing and I lifted his head up with my fingers. It was really hard for him to even think of it but to even say nearly killed him inside.

"These problems could stay with them in the future, and they might not live past their 10th birthday."

Okay sorry this took so long to come out. I have no internet so its hard to update. Anyway there is only one more chapter left and then I'm finishing the story. Sorry, but I can't do more after what happens in the last chapter. I'll update as soon as I can!