Chapter 2: Mystical Gardens

Ron was doing the dishes and Hermione was sitting in the living room playing with Anna and William when the doorbell rang. She got up, walked over and opened the door. It was Harry, Ginny and the triplets.

"Hi guys come on in," she ushered them inside and kissed her nieces and nephew.

"How are my sweeties today?" she asked picking up Lily first.

"Cranky," Ginny answered as she picked up William and Harry picked up Anna.

"Really?" she asked, "The twins are fussy to."

Ron walked out of the kitchen, "Hey Harry, hey Gin."

"Hey Ron," they answered at the same time.

They all sat down holding at least one child. Harry had Anna, Ginny had William, Hermione had Lily and Addison, and Ron had James.

"Okay," Ginny said, "My husband tells me that Ron and him have a surprise for us, Hermione."

"Yes I do believe Ron mentioned something about that. Should we drag it out of them?"

"Yes I think so," Ginny answered, smiles pasted on both of their faces.

"Okay okay, we'll tell," Harry said.

Ron started, "Well we both have seen how tired you two have been…"

"…and we both feel so bad…"

"…so the two of us are sending you…"

"…for a week of relaxation and fun at…"

"…Mystical Gardens!" They bother finished at the same time.

Hermione and Ginny couldn't believe what they heard.

"Mystical Gardens," Ginny asked, "The all exclusive witch's spa?"

"That's the one." Ron beamed.

"But what about the kids," Hermione said.

"We have taken the week of work to watch the kids together here." Ron said.

"But a week," Ginny said unsure, "A week without my husband and my kids?"

Harry leaned over and kissed his wife, "We will all be fine. You and Hermione deserve this."

"Yes," Ron added, "You do…both of you."

Hermione and Ginny looked at each other. Relaxing thought came to them. Sitting in the potion-mixed hot tubs, massages, facials, and more, they smiled at each other.

"When do we leave?" Hermione asked.

Harry and Ron smiled, "Tomorrow," Ron answered.

"TOMORROW?" They exclaimed.

"Yep, so you two better get packing!" Harry said.

They kissed their husbands and put the babies into the playpen. Then they headed upstairs to pack.

"I think they are happy," Ron said.

"Me to," Harry laughed.

"Harry?" Ron said.

"Yeah?" he answered.

"Can we really do this?" he asked looking at the five babies sitting around them.

"Yeah…I think…" he answered.

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