CHAPTER 25

I stared out at the Hogwarts grounds for a long time before I approached it. I hadn't been here for a few months, but when McGonagall asked me if I was interested in the Defense Against the Dark Arts job I scheduled for an interview as soon as I could. Harry had started his job as an Auror, but I had realized that it wasn't what I wanted to do. I had been talking about who was going to get the DADA job at home the week before and could only assume that Harry had talked to McGonagall about it.

Jake and Isabella had left my house also the previous week and Harry and I had barely had the chance to get used to being alone in the house, but we knew we should take advantage of it because I was almost due to have the babies. I smiled to myself at that thought. I still hadn't told Harry that I was having twins, a boy and a girl, but he hadn't asked again.

I finally made it to the castle and walked up to McGonagalls office. She was waiting for me outside the office, which I realized was a good thing because I didn't know what the password was.

"Mrs. Potter, how nice to see you. Now, I have your NEWT results here, and your husbands if he'd like them, and it says that you have gotten the highest Defense Against Dark Arts score in the history of Hogwarts. Seeing as you have such high scores, and we have an opening in the DADA position, would you consider taking the position?" she asked after she shook my hand.

"Wow, yeah, I would love the position," I replied.

"Excellent. Would you like to come up to my office and discuss the details?" she asked. I was suprised that she was treating me like an actual adult. I was no longer her student anymore, now I was her employee.

She led the way into her office and sat behind her desk, "Take a chair Mrs. Potter," she said, pointing to one of the chairs in front of her desk.

We talked about pay and benifits and everything and I also discovered that I would have to live here for the school year.

"What about my children when I have them?" I asked, "and my husband, how will he see them?"

"You, your husband and your children will be moving in, he can leave for work from here. All he must do is go to the Apparation Point, or even to the fireplace, since he is an Auror. As for your children, Dobby and Holly can take care of them. Hagrid can take care of Buckbeak, assuming that he still lives at Grimmauld Place, am I correct?" she looked over he glasses at me.

"Yes, but I'll have to talk to Harry about all this. I'd love to have the job, but I can't make this big of a decision without consulting him," I replied.

"Okay, get in touch with me as soon as you know. Other than that I think we've covered everything. Let me know if you want to take the job as soon as possible, so I can know if I need to ask someone else if they want it. Use a fire-call," she said, standing and once more holding her hand out to me.

I took her hand and shook it again before leaving her office.

I walked to the grounds before taking out my watch and port keying home. It was afternoon, but I still didn't expect Harry home. Sometimes with his job he had to come home at odd hours, but he was there when I arrived in the kitchen. I had mastered port keying while pregnant, so I had no trouble staying on my feet.

"Oh my gosh, love, what are you doing home?" I asked when I noticed him.

"There wasn't much to do at the office today so I took my work home," I said, getting up to kiss her, "How was your appointment with McGonagall?" I asked, knowing exactly the reason for it.

"I got offered the DADA job. Now, who told her I would want it?" she looked at me, "Thank you, but we have to discuss it. If I take it I have to live at the school for the school year."

"What?" I asked, but I didn't really need to ask. Whatever needed to be done could be done, as long as she was happy.

"Just listen for a moment, you and the babies would move in with me and Buckbeak would go to Hagrid. I think Buckbeak would like that. As for you, you could go to the Apparation Point and Apparate to work everyday, or you could use the fire if you get out of bed late or something. As for our babies, Dobby and Holly could take care of them for us. What do you think?" she asked, looking at me expectantly.

"You keep saying babies," I pointed out.

"Oops, didn't mean to do that, sorry," she said, covering her mouth.

I felt my eyes widen, "You mean we're having twins?" I asked, disbelievingly.

"I meant that to be a suprise, but yes, a boy and a girl. Oh, yeah, I forgot, while I was in McGonagalls office Dobby came in to bring tea and he seems happy. He really does love Holly, doesn't he?"

"Yeah he does. You didn't tell me we were having twins?" I asked, still shocked.

She laughed, "I knew I wasn't getting off that easy. You didn't want to know and I didn't want to spoil it for you," she explained, "Anyways, can I take the job or not? McGonagall said she needs to know fast."

"If it will make you happy of course. I know how much you want the job. I'm sure it won't be so horrible living back at Hogwarts full time again," I replied, moving the papers off of my lap.

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you," she said walking over to me and kissing me. I pulled her onto my lap, knowing I had moved the papers for a reason.

"Anything to make you happy," I said in between kisses.

"It won't make you unhappy though, will it?" she asked.

"No, of course not. Anything that will make you happy I'm okay with. I love you Amy," I said, as we stopped kissing for a moment.

"I love you too," she replied before kissing me again.

"Harry, Amy, someone!" I heard Ron shouting from the fire. We hurried over there.

"What is it Ron?" I asked.

"Hermione's having her baby, get over to St Mungo's, quick!" he shouted.

"We'll be there in a moment," I said before straightening.

"How are you going to do this?" Amy asked me.

"Side-Along Apparation," I answered simply and waited for her to clutch onto my arm.

I opened my eyes and we were no doubt in St Mungo's. I looked around and immediately saw a flash of red hair. It was Molly Weasley

"Hello Molly, where are they?" I asked once we caught up to her.

She turned and looked, "Oh hello Harry, Amy, follow me dears," she said and we followed her until we saw a swarm of redheads. I counted four Weasley children, not including Ron, who I can only imagine was in the delivery room, two Weasley adults and what appeared to be Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

I looked around for a place where Amy could sit. I saw a chair and walked her over to it. She took a seat on the chair and I stood next to her with her clutching my hand. We were sitting in the waiting room for hours and I tried not to think about how late I would have to stay up that night to finish my work.

When Amy had started dozing we heard a call that the baby had been born and we were allowed to see her. We all walked in the room where Ron was holding their baby girl.

Hermione and Ron looked up, both postivately beaming, "Come in everyone, meet Margaret Eveleyn Weasley," he said in introduction to the bundle in his arms. Each person took turns holding her before she was back in her mothers arms.

"Hey, Harry Amy, can I speak to you a moment," Hermione called us over once we were about to leave. Everyone else had just left.

"Yeah?" Amy asked.

"Well," Ron spoke up, "We want you to be the Godparents."

I beamed, "I can't wait until we get to have our babies," I said as we layed in bed later that night after being made the Godparents of Emma Elizabeth Weasley.

"You know, you can go to bed, right love?" Harry reminded me yet again.

"I know, but I can't sleep right now. I can stay up while you finish your work," I replied.

"I'm almost done, just need to finish ths last thing," he said. I didn't get my hopes up though, he had said that more than once.

I sat in silence for a moment, but this time he actually did finish, "Done," he said as he set his papers aside and layed down, "Now, let's go to bed," he said turning off the light.

I woke up the next morning with enough time to make Harry breakfast so I threw off the covers and got out of bed quietly, so as not to wake him.

I crept downstairs and made him some coffee after I had put on eggs, sasuage and pancakes. The thought of coffee sounded tempting to me, but I didn't drink any, for fear of stunting my childrens growth. It wasn't long before the smells wafted upstairs and just as I was about to go wake him, Harry came down the stairs for breakfast.

"Good morning love," I said, giving him a peck on the cheek as he sat down for breakfast. I sat next to him and handed him the morning's issue of the Prophet. He looked through it and made a couple of comments before setting it back down.

"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked before starting in on his breakfast.

"I suppose," I replied, "Didn't get much sleep though, but it could have been worse."

"Got a lot on your mind?" he asked in between bites of food.

"Don't talk wiht your mouth full Harry," I responded, trying to get away from the question.

He chewed and swallowed and took a drink of coffee before speaking again, "Don't avoid the question love, I can always tell when you do."

I met his gaze and held it for a while before looking away, "Yeah, I guess. You better hurry, you don't want to be late for work."

He looked at me with concern, "Are you forgetting what day it is? I took the day off so we could buy a crib and other stuff for the baby. We also have to..." he trailed off, but I knew what he was talking about. Another subject I wanted to avoid.

"Oh my gosh I totally forgot, you're right," I stood up and took both of our finished plates, "Well, in that case let's go back to bed," I said after I put the plates in the sink.

"Come on love, we have to do this, we can go back to bed later, let's go get changed," he said pushing me up the stairs in front of him.

"Do we have to do this now?" she asked me once more, "I mean, can't we do it another day? Or why can't we just send it to him?"

"Come on, we've got the shopping done. All we need to do is make this on last stop and then we can go home. You think I actually want to do it? Though, the longer we put it off the harder it will be to do it later. You know we can't just send it, we have to do it in person. Knock on the door," I replied. She sighed before turning around and knocking.

It wasn't but a few moments before Severus Snape answered the door, I imagined he wanted to say something nasty, but he didn't, "Come in."

"Thank you," Amy and I said at the same time as we walked into his living room. The whole place was dark and we found Anna in the living room also. We greeted her before sitting down.

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about Mum. She has a picture in Hogwarts and I was talking to her," Amy started. "Well, she wanted me to let you know that she loves you and misses you greatly. She said her only regret in life is that she didn't get to spend more time with you." Amy had to stop at that point to wipe at her eyes. I was silent though because I knew she needed to do this herself.

"Well," she said when she regained her composure, "the reason we're here today is because we were going through the house, because we need to sell it, and I found letters that you had written her. I know she would have wanted me to give those back, if you want them."

He nodded, "That would be nice," he comented and she brought them out of her pocket and handed them to him. I knew she had read some and kept a couple, but I was still silent.

"She also wanted me to tell you that you are welcome to anything that was hers. You get first dibs. I have looked through stuff, but right now nothing has been moved." He nodded as she spoke.

"I'll find the time in the next few days to stop by," he said. Amy nodded and looked over to Anna because she'd said all she needed to say.

"How are you doing Anna? Does George know you're here?" she asked.

She sighed, "He knows I left the house. We got in a bit of an arguement this morning and I came over here after I stormed out of the house."

"What about?" I asked, interested.

"Oh, nothing really important, just a different way of seeing things we had. He wants children and I don't, just yet, and I guess it got a little bit out of control. I'll go back later and apoligize."

"I'm sorry," Amy said, "I hope things go back to normal in your household."

"It will, it just needs time to pass over. We can never stay mad at each other long."

"That's good. Oh yeah, I forgot, I got the DADA job at Hogwarts. So I guess I'll be seeing a lot more of you," she said looking at her father.

He actually smiled, "Wonderful," he said sarcastially but the look in his eyes said he was only half joking.

"We should go, we just got finished shopping for the baby and I kind of wanted to decorate their room before going to bed tonight," Amy said getting ready to stand.

"Oh really?" Anna asked.

I saw inspiration light up Amy's features and I knew she had an idea, "Hey Anna, do you want to come over and help me?" she asked.

Anna seemed interested and I knew what Amy's plan was, 'You plan on Anna seeing the baby stuff and the nursey when it's finished and you're hoping Anna will be more in the mood to have children. That's your plan isn't it,' I accused, looking at Amy as we left the house.

'Maybe,' she replied before using her port key to disappear. I arrived at the house a second later and Anna arrived a second after that.

"Oh my gosh it looks brilliant," I said airly as I looked about the nursery in admiration. Harry and Anna had finished it while I was cooking dinner and I stood there, looking at everything as they washed up for supper.

"Thanks Amy," I heard Anna say from behind me and I turned to look.

"What did I do?" I asked, "You and Harry were the ones that finished it," I added, even though I knew at the time that my plan had worked.

"Thank you for letting me do this with you," she sighed, "It's made me think. Maybe I am ready for kids. I know I want them, but I'm waiting for the right time. I guess it's better if we do it earlier, and I know it would make George happy. I dunno..." she trailed off and sighed again.

"I think it's something for you to think about, but in the end you have to decide of you're ready," I said, trying to persuade her, but not sound like it, "I think I'm going to go down and eat though, I'm famished, are you coming?" I asked.

"Yeah, in a minute, you can start without me," she replied.

I left the room without another word and went downstairs. I found Harry standing by the table, "There you are," he said when he saw me.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him waist, "I think my plan is working," I whispered, "Brilliant job you did on the nursery by the way," I added, the volume of my voice returning to normal.

"You really think so?" he asked.

"Yes I love it, now let's sit down for dinner, I'm starved," I said, putting on a pot of tea before sitting down.

Harry sat at the head of the table and I sat right by his side. We had already begun to eat when Anna came down. She sat at the place I had set for her and started eating. I had cast a warming spell over her food becuase I didn't know how long she was going to take, so it wasn't cold yet.

We had some small talk and after we had eaten and had a few cups of tea she decided it was time for her to head hime, "George and I have a lot to discuss," she said as she got up, "Thank you for the dinner and letting me help with the nursery you guys," added as I hugged her.

"Are you kidding? You did a marvelous job on that I should be thanking you. I really needed-" I was cut off as I felt a contraction, the babies were coming.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, looking at me concerned.

I only managed to get out two words, "Babies coming." It was all the words Harry needed, though, to spring into action. We had prepared so I wasn't suprised when he jumped up and ran over to me before taking me in his arms and Apparating to St Mungo's.

I took Amy to the front desk, while Anna shouted at people in our way, "Out of the way, lady having a baby coming through," she shouted.

"We need a wheelchair and a room, she's having contractions!" I shouted at the seretary at the front desk. It wasn't long before there was a medi-wizard bringing over a wheelchair. I set her down in it and the medi-wizard took off down the hallway.

"Wait, I want to hold your hand," she said to me as she was being pushed away. I hurried forward and took her hand, squeezing it. We got to a room and I put her on the bed.

"When did the contractions start?" the medi-wizard, whose name, I found out, was Burns asked.

"Aboout five minutes ago," she replied.

"Okay," he replied and then starting rattling off different questions, which Amy answered through the pain that I knew only I was able to see on her face.

"Alright, last question, how many contractions have you had since the first one?" Burns asked and Amy tilted her head back in thought.

"Probably about 10 in the last 30 minutes," she replied finally.

"Oh wow, that baby is coming fast," he said, shocked.

"Babies," I corrected, finally feeling the need to speak, "she's having twins," I said, grinning broadly with pride.

"Okay, well we need to get Dr. Green in here," he said while looking at her, checking to make sure that that was her doctor. She nodded and he left the room, taking the chart with him.

"Harry, I love you," she said to me and I said it in return, squeezing her hand as I did.

The doctor rushed in and started the procedure. The nurses tried to force me out but both Amy and I put op a fight and they let me stay. As she was having her baby Amy nearly killed my hand, but I didn't say a word, opr even let the pain show on my face. I kept saying soothing comments and trying to calm her. When she had finally had the babies I held my son for a moment, she held our girl, before they were whisked away to be bathed.

While our children were gone I asked Amy if she had thought about names.

"I came up with a name for a girl, but not a boy," she answered.

"Good, I came up with a name for a boy, but not a girl," I replied, "What did you come up with?"

"Well, for a girl, I was kind of hoping to name her Emma Elizabeth Potter," she replied, "What kind of name did you come up with for our son?" she asked.

"First of all, that is a lovely name for our daughter and I wanted our son to be named Richard Allen Potter," I said, watching her eyes carefully.

They lit up in delight, "That's a wonderful name," she replied, "Well, now that we got that taken care of, look who's here," she said and as I looked at the door I saw that they were bringing Richard and Emma back to us.

This time I held Emma as Amy held Richard. I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between them if they didn't have different colored blankets though. That was how identical they were. They looked exactly like Amy, except they had my hair and my eyes. As I sat next to Amy, looking at my daughter I felt myself beaming with pride. This little bundle belonged to me, and Amy of course.

After some silence the door opened again and everyone came in. I was shocked to see the whole Weasley clan, including Margaret, Isabella and Jake.

Everyone started comenting on how much they looked like Amy as each person got a chance to hold them.

"Amy, we should put them to bed, you don't want either of them spoiled do you?" I asked sometime later when we were alone in the hospital room. "Besides," I added, "you need to sleep. You're dozing right now."

"I guess you're right," she said, handing Emma to me. I had already put Richard to sleep. "I really do need to sleep," she continued, "Where do you think you're going?" she asked as I moved towards the door after I had put Emma down.

"Nowhere, just closing the curtains," I said before walking back to her and getting into the hospital bed, which I had magically enlargened first.

"Well," I said throwing myself on my bed a week later, after I had been released from St. Mungo's, "the bed feels the same, except it doesn't have you in it," I glared at Harry as he just stood there, getting the baby moniter to work.

"Are you sure you want to just leave them in there, alone?" he asked again, still a little bit on the over concerned side of being a parent.

"I've been throught this before, when I was helping my cousin raise her daughter, the sooner they start learning not to be near me all the time, the better," I replied, "Now if you don't leave that alone and come into this bed with me, I might just have to make you," I said threatingly. All threat was lost though as I burxst into laughter. I had been feeling so alive since having my babies; There had hardly been a moment where there wasn't a smile on my face.

"Oh alright," he finally gave in, climbing next to me in the bed, "I still think I should make sure it works again though," he added under his breath.

"Oh shut up," I said and pulled him into me, kissing him.

"Or we could just stay here," he said when I had paused to catch my breath. I didn't respond though, just pulled him in for another kiss. It felt good to be kissing him that way again.

After about an hour I spared a glance at the clock, 'Oh crap!' I thought in my head, 'I have to feed the babies, we need to stop. Stop AMY!' I commanded myself, but it was a good five minutes before I actually did... Then I pulled him closer and our lips locked again. 'Amy, pull away, pull away now, Amy Nicole Bradshaw,' I scolded myself in my head, using my maiden name because that bothered me more.

Finally I pulled away and got out of bed, "I have to feed our children," I muttered to Harry, exiting the room with my shoulders sagging.

I took Emma first because she was actually awake. I pulled her into my arms and started talking to her as I fed her, "Hello Emma, how you doing? My beautiful girl. You have your daddy's messy black hair, yes you do," I said becuase it was true. She still had her fathers hair, but it was aparant that here eyes would not remain green. Richard on the other hand still had his father's beautiful green eyes, but his hair color was turning a very lighter color.

As I fed her I began to have a convrsation with her, except it was a bit one-sided. I didn't mind though. When I put her down as she fell asleep I contnued the conversation with her brother as I fed him.

The while time I was talking in my baby voice I didn't realize the baby moniter was still on and Harry was listening to everything I said. I talked about everything, too. The job I was going to have, Harry's job, my friends, their future, just everything. I didn't have much time to talk, but I changed subjects fast. When I put Richard down as he was falling asleep I decided I was going to go for a run.

I walked into out bedroom, deciding I shouldn't wear my robes if I was going to run. I was think about where I was going to Apparate to so I could run as I looked through my trunk.

All of a sudden Harry came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me from behind, "Where do you think you're going?" he ased as he breathed heavily in my ear. I had a funny suspiscion that he was doing it on purpose though.

"I'm going for a run. I'll be back in like a half hour," I paused, "possibly," I finished.

"What if I say you have to stay here?" Harry asked, not moving.

"What if I say that I don't care what you say?" I retorted and at that Harry let go.

I turned around and kissed him before going into the bathroom and changing. I was still rather large, but I was beginning to lose weight already. I knew a month of running everyday and eating healthy and I would be back to normal.

When I got back from running I remembered that I had Harry's, Ron's and Hermione NEWT results. I had lost track of them while everthing had happened. I found them and gave Harry his before fire calling Ron and Hermione's house.

"Hello," I saw Hermione enter the room.

"Hey 'Mione, what are you doing today?" I asked.

"Nothing special, why?" she asked.

"Well, I have something for you and Ron. When do you think I could come over and give it to you?"

"You can come today. For dinner actually. I feel like cooking and someone might as well enjoy it besides Ron," she laughed and I laughed with her.

"Okay, sounds great. I'll tell Harry. What time do you want us to stop by?" I asked.

"Oh, around five I guess. I got to go though. It's time to feed Margaret," she said after looking at her watch.

"Okay, I'll see you then 'Mione," I replied.

"See you," she said and then I pulled myself out of the fire. With the dinner plans set I got up to take a shower because I was sweaty from my run. As I showered I thought about how great my life was going. I had the most wonderful husband a woman could ask for, two great children, a job I knew I was going to love, while my husband also had the job he always wanted and the most brilliant friends anyone could want.

I didn't think about the prophecy, or Voldemort, or how soon my life was going to change in the near but distant future. I didn't think about those things because I wasn't really aware of them at that moment. At that moment, my life was perfect...

There you go, that's my fic. It's my first one, so if you haven't reviewed yet, please do. I promised a sequel and you will get one, as soon as I'm done with my prequel and maybe a few other things... So, how did you like it? I did some foreshadowing at the end. Did you catch it? Well, it's been great writing, I can't believe I'm done. I give special thanks to my squishy (my boyfriend, Jason) he really helped me while I was writing this fic. He didn't always read through the chapters before I posted them, (probably why there were so many spelling errors, I don't have Microsoft Word, sorry people) but he helped me think of things when I was starting to form writers block and I doubt I would have finished this fic if he hadn't been here. I hope you read my further work and good luck to all of my fellow writers out there!

One last disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, nor will he ever be and I am thankful, but also saddened by this.