A/N: I hoped you liked the way I ended that story. Anyways on to the chapter I suppose.

DISCLAIMER: I only own the plot.

Chapter Eleven: Welcome little ones.

Hermione stared at Ron as he made his way over to them. When he reached the table where they were sitting at he looked at his sister first.

"What are you doing here? You weren't invited." She snarled at him.

"Ginny please just hear me out. I need to explain myself to you. To all of you."

Ron pleaded.

"Why now? Why do you choose to come sucking up to us now? It's our wedding day and your going to ruin it!"

"Ginny please can we just talk?"

"No Ronald Bilius Weasley! You have hurt me too much and you will not ruin this day for me."

Ron turned to face Hermione.

"Don't even think about it Ronald. I have nothing to say to you. I suggest you leave right now!"

Ron gave them all one last look and the four glared back at him. He turned and walked away before appirating once he was outside the marquee. Harry gave Ginny a worried look but she dismissed it by smiling happily at him. The rest of the day went smoothly and they didn't mention Ron's visit.

After all the guest had left and the families of Hermione and Ginny, along with Remus and his family had gone to bed, the four newlyweds sat up talking about how exciting the day was.

"Yeah apart from Ron showing his ugly face." Ginny said angrily.

"Don't worry about him. If he really wants to reconcile then he will come crawling back soon enough." Hermione told her.

"Yeah well who cares. I don't want anything to do with him. At least not until after I have had this baby." Ginny leaned up from lying on Harry's lap and gently kissed his lips.

Not too long after they all decided to go to bed. Neither couples were going on a honeymoon as both brides were heavily pregnant and had decided against any more excitement for the moment.

The next day Hermione woke up early to the sound of angry voices.

"…just leave. You can't fix what you have done Ron. We tried to help you and you just made it out to be all about you. Just like Percy did." Came Ginny's angry voice from downstairs. Hermione got out of bed and quickly wrapped her dressing gown around her. She went down the stairs as quickly as her legs would carry her and saw Ginny looking extremely angry. Ron was clearly embarrassed.

"Ginny I know I made it all about me. What was I meant to do? Just say 'oh it's ok you guys. I'll let you all die while I sleep!' Tell me something. Would you have liked it if Harry did that to you?"

"Don't you get it? Mum and Dad told Dumbledore to slip you that potion Ron. You would have died if you went to that battle."

"How? Who says I would have died? Some stupid prophecy?"

"Actually Mr Weasley it was, to use your words "some stupid prophecy" that predicted your death," Came a bright voice from the shadows. Albus Dumbledore stepped out into the light, "Professor Trelawny predicted it."

"That old fraud? She has never made a true prediction in her life!" Ron snorted.

"That is incorrect. Professor Trelawny has now made 3 true predictions in her life. The first one being that Voldemort would go after a child born on the 31st July…that was Harry. The second was the night Wormtail returned to his master and the third being your death. It was said that unless prevented you were facing mortal peril."

Ron gave Dumbledore a confused look. He thought about what he had been told for a few minutes before answering.

"So that means that I really didn't have a right to be angry at my friends and family for almost three years? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

"We tried to tell you but you were too pig headed to listen to us." Ginny answered.

"Yeah I guess your right. I'm sorry. I know now that my behavior was totally out of line. I guess all I can really do is apologize and hope you will all forgive me?"

"I think you may have to work for our forgiveness Ron. You could start by taking us all to breakfast. I heard you are the manager of one of Fred and George's three joke shops. You can shout." Hermione told him. Everyone nodded in agreement. Dumbledore slipped away unnoticed as Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Draco and Ron began reminiscing about the past two years. After a few more minutes everyone headed back upstairs and dressed. They went to Diagon Alley were Ron did as Hermione suggested and shouted them all bacon, eggs, fried tomatoes and toast for breakfast. They all talked and laughed and joked. It felt like old times to them and everyone had a wonderful time.

Christmas Day dawned to be a glorious one full of cheers and happiness. It had snowed the night before and Hermione and Draco had invited the Weasley's and Harry and Ginny over to open their presents together. Hermione's parents were coming over for lunch. Hermione and Ginny both received a fair amount of baby's clothes that day and everyone enjoyed themselves immensely.

Two days before the New Year, Hermione and Draco were in the new nursery. The walls were a pale yellow and had pictures of baby animals painted across the walls. The was a nice oak cot, an oak baby change table, oak set of draws and an antique rocking chair. Hermione was rocking gently in this and watching Draco hang the musical mobile above the cot. Hermione winced slightly and placed a hand on her pregnant tummy. She knew what the pains were from.

"Draco can you believe that we have been married for just over two months?" she asked her husband. Draco walked over to her and kissed her gently on the lips.

"I never thought I'd get this opportunity. I'm glad I did though. I am more in-love with you now than I ever was."

"I love you more now as well. I was wondering though. Would you like belated present for our two month anniversary?"

"Sure. What do you have in mind?"

"How about meeting your second child?"

"Do you mean…are you…right now?" Draco stammered. Hermione nodded and Draco turned a deathly white.

"It's ok Draco. Lets go down stairs and tell Narcissa. Then we should go to a hospital."

"What hospital? St Mungo's?"

"Lets just go and tell your mum first. Can you help me up?" Hermione to hold of Draco's hand and pulled herself up. Together they walked down stairs to tell Narcissa who screamed with joy and ran around packing everything they would need for Thomas. Hermione had already packed her bag for the hospital and had placed it in the cloak cupboard near the front door. Before they left Hermione had her first real contraction. Draco saw the pain in Hermione's face and it panicked him. They decided to go to St Mungo's as they could appirate there without any questions being asked. Once they arrived, Hermione was led up to the ward where she was to give birth. The ward was full of the sounds of newborn babies. The delivery rooms were sound proof so that no one could hear you when you screamed out.

Four hours later Hermione gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Exhausted but happy Hermione held her daughter for the first time and kissed her forehead to breathe in her scent as she had done with Thomas. Draco had cut the cord that supplied food and nutrients to his daughter and his face was shining with tears of happiness. He had a huge grin on his face when he stepped out of the room to tell him mother that she had a healthy granddaughter. The MEDI witches cleaned Hermione up and wrapped her newborn daughter in a blanket and took her out to her father.

"Mr Malfoy would you like to give your daughter her first bath?" the MEDI witch asked. Draco nodded and took his daughter from her. She led him to where there were other new fathers giving their babies a first bath as well. He looked around the room at the beaming faces. He recognized one of those faces.

"Harry?" He asked walking up to his wife's best friend.

"Draco. Is that…Hermione had her baby?"

"Yes. We have a daughter. And I see that you have a son." Draco beamed.

"Ginny went into labor at 6am this morning. She gave birth about 10 minutes ago." Draco noticed pain flash across his eyes. Tears formed and Harry lost his voice.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked worriedly as he washed his daughter in a warm bath.

"She was pregnant…with twins. Only we didn't know because the other twin was hidden. He died two minutes after he was born." Harry told him as he let the tears fall for his lost son.

"Oh man I'm so sorry. How is Ginny coping?"

"I don't know. She was bleeding a fair bit so they handed my son to me so I could bathe him while they stopped the bleeding. I haven't been able to talk to her yet."

"Give her our love when you do see her. Do you want me to tell Hermione?"

"Could you? I would but I just don't want to face it at the moment."

"No problem," he lifted his daughter out of the bath and wrapped her in a towel, "I best get back to Hermione. Take care Harry. We're thinking of you."

"Thanks. Congratulations by the way."

Draco gave him a sympathetic smile before heading back to the room where Hermione was sitting against her pillows looking very happy. She smiled as her husband walked in carrying their baby girl. The smile on her face vanished as she saw Draco's grave expression.

"What is it? What's happened?" She asked, fear in her voice.

"I just saw Harry."

"Harry? You mean Ginny had her baby too?" Draco nodded, "But why do you look as though someone has died?" Hermione asked taking her daughter and staring into her big brown eyes. She felt a rush of love and gratitude through her veins.

"Someone has died. Ginny…" he was cut off by Hermione's scream.

"Ginny died? NO!" she cried.

"Calm down Mione. It wasn't Ginny. As I was trying to say, Ginny gave birth not long ago. I saw Harry when he was bathing their son. He told me that Ginny had been pregnant with twins only they didn't know as one was hiding behind the other. The hidden one died two minutes after he was born." Draco told Hermione sadly. He had formed a good solid bond with Harry and they were practically like brothers.

"Oh my god. Ginny must be in a state. I should go and see her."

"No. Give her some time with Harry. He told me that after the birth she had been bleeding. They had to stop it and so he hadn't had the chance to talk to her. He knows we are here so if anything bad has happened he would have got a message to us by now." Draco added seeing the worried expression cross Hermione's face. Hermione looked at her now sleeping daughter. She placed her gently in the baby crib next to her bed. Draco sat down and placed a hand on Hermione's. Hermione smiled weakly at him.

"Get some rest babe and I'll come back later. I love you." He told her before kissing her softly on the lips and then bending down to kiss his new daughter on the forehead.

"Daddy's little princess." He whispered before walking out. He went to the desk and told the nurses that if Hermione needed him they were to contact him immediately.

Draco came back that night and him and Hermione tried thinking of a name for the new addition to their family. By the time he left, they still hadn't found one. Hermione went to see Ginny the next day and also took her daughter along. Draco was coming by at lunchtime with Thomas so he could meet his little sister.

"Hey Ginny. How are you?" Hermione asked hugging her friend before taking a seat.

"Oh I'm ok I guess. I presume that you know?"

"Yeah. Draco saw Harry not long after and when he came back he told me. Gin, I'm so sorry."

"It's ok Hermione. Honestly. I mean I didn't even know I was pregnant with twins. Besides I have to be strong for Mitchell."

"Mitchell? Is that what your calling your son?"

"Mitchell James Potter. We named his brother Liam Arthur." Ginny added in a small voice.

"When will the…?" Hermione couldn't say it. She wanted to ask if they had started organizing a funeral but she couldn't bring herself to say the words.

"Harry is organizing his funeral. Why did this have to happen Hermione? Why couldn't we all just live in peace for once?" Ginny said bursting into tears. Hermione got up and hugged her friend as best she could due to the fact that she was holding her daughter.

"You'll be ok Ginny. You can get through this. You have Mitchell and Harry. Liam will always be Mitchell's twin brother and he will always be in your heart." Ginny sobbed and Hermione let her cry. After a few minutes, Ginny blew her nose and wiped her eyes.

"Thanks Mione. Your always around when someone needs comforting."

"It's just in my nature I guess. Has your mum been to see you yet?"

"Yes. She came by last night. Have you thought of a name for your daughter yet?"

"No. Draco and I tried last night but we couldn't come up with anything. He is bringing Thomas up today at lunch so maybe he will have some names then."

"Yeah maybe. Not to be rude Mione but I'm really tired."

"That's ok. You get some rest. I'll come by later."

"C-ya."

Hermione walked back to her room carrying her beautiful baby girl. When she arrived, Draco was there with Thomas. At the sight of his mother, Thomas gave a delighted squeal and ran up to her.

"Mummy…up?" he asked with his puppy dog eyes.

"Mummy can't pick you up. I'm already holding someone sweetie."

"Who?" Thomas asked frowning.

"This is your new little sister."

"Nika. She got Mummy's eyes."

"Nika?"

"We call her Nika."

"Draco that's it! Nikita Annette Malfoy. Do you like it?" Hermione cried happily.

"Yeah. It's nice. Hello Nikita." Draco murmured affectionately as he kissed Nikita on the forehead. Thomas looked a little left out but Draco picked him up and let him kiss Nikita's forehead as well. The young family happily sat together and Thomas even got to hold Nikita, with help from both his parents of course. Life for them was perfect. Hermione felt bad for Harry and Ginny but she couldn't help feeling extremely happy for herself.