I'm sitting here expecting an angry mob to come knocking at my door if I don't update or at least get some hate mail (just kidding), but I will give you this chapter. I won't make Hermione's parents to angry…er…yeah…whoever told me not to do that :D Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter or anything from the magical world. However, I own the plot of this story!

Chapter Twenty One

Hermione sat on the sofa, nervously biting her lip. Her parents would be here in an hour and the Weasley's would be here in five minutes. Hermione was hoping to get some advice from Mrs. Weasley on how she should tell everyone before they broke the news. She'd broken the news to her parents after all, she must have some…well, quite a bit of experience at telling everyone she was pregnant. The doorbell rung and Hermione looked up.

"I'll get it!" Harry called from another room of the house. She heard the door being pulled open and the unmistakable sound of Ron's voice. Ginny was the first to appear in the front room.

"Hey Gin," Hermione greeted, standing up from the sofa to pull the youngest Weasley into a hug. Ron was next in, followed by Fred and George and then their parents. To Hermione's surprise, Lilly actually appeared at the doorway too, announcing that she's been staying at the Burrow for the last week. Harry sat down and Hermione motioned for Molly to follow her into the kitchen. When they were alone and Hermione was sure Harry had gotten the rest of them into a conversation, Hermione started pacing.

"What's wrong dear?" Molly asked. Hermione looked up at her.

"I really don't know how to tell my parents, or anyone else for that matter because I don't know how they'll react and I'm scared to death about it, but me and Harry both agreed that it was a good idea and…"

"Look, dear, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong…"

"Wrong? Nothing's wrong, it's just a small problem in the form of a child." Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened in realization.

"You're going to have a baby?"

"Two actually," Hermione replied.

"Twins! That's wonderful, dear!" Molly cried, pulling her into a hug.

"Mrs. Weasley, how am I going to tell my parents and…and everyone else in there. I'm frightened to death of what they'll think…"

"Nonsense, they'll be happy for you. You're parents will have to get used to the idea, but I promise you they'll accept it."

"You think?"

"I do." Hermione smiled and thanked her.

"And as for that lot in there, I suggest you and Harry just tell them together, when you're parents get here." Hermione took her advice and waited in suspense for the whole hour until the doorbell finally rung and her parents appeared in the room. She greeted them both, told them to sit down and then took a seat herself. Harry perched himself on the arm of her chair. Clearly realizing that Hermione didn't know what to say, Harry started.

"Err…everyone…we…err…we all wanted you to come round today because me and Hermione have something really important to tell you all." Molly nodded at Hermione, smiling and Hermione took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant." Lilly, Ginny and Hermione's mother squealed in delight and all rushed over to give her a hug, while Ron, Fred and George clapped Harry on the back and Mr. Weasley shook Harry's hand.

"Dad?" Hermione said, looking down at her father, who was sitting on the couch in a state of shock. His wife made a face at him behind their daughters back and he smiled at her, stood up and pulled her into a hug.

"Congratulations, dear." Hermione relaxed and hugged him back, happy at how the whole thing turned out.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Lilly asked. Hermione pulled a face and looked at Harry.

"It's both," he said.

"It's twins?" Ron asked.

"One boy, one girl." Harry noticed that Hermione's dad wasn't talking, he was staring at the floor.

"Why don't we all go outside for some fresh air?" Harry asked. "Getting a little stuffy in here." Everyone agreed and Harry told them that he'd be there in a few minutes. He sat in front of his future father-in-law.

"Y-you…you're alright with this…aren't you, sir?" Harry asked. Daniel Granger looked up at Harry, his lips pressed tightly together.

"As Hermione's father I have a right to want to protect her and I would like nothing more than to hit you at the moment" – Harry winced – "but I know you'll look after her…and the babies…and that's why I'm not hitting you, but I want you to know that if you ever do anything to hurt her…"

"…you'll well and truly thump me…" Harry finished off. Daniel nodded.

"Right you are Harry, now, what do you say we go and join everyone outside?"

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They arrived to find everyone talking about baby names. Harry sat next to Hermione and pulled her towards him for a hug, kissing the top of her head.

"How about…Sarah?" Ron asked.

"Ugh, no way," Lilly interrupted. "Reminds me of someone I don't like…"

"I agree with you on that one," Hermione replied. "Reminds me too much of another of our cousins. Nasty little..sh…er…g-girl…"

"Well…h-how about…err...Rebecca?" Ginny offered.

"I don't like that name," Harry interjected. This went on for about twenty minutes, with Harry and Hermione agreeing and disagreeing with certain names.

"I have an idea," Hermione said, shifting so she could see Harry's expression when she said it.

"What?" Ginny prompted.

"How about…How about Lilly and James?" Everyone stared at Hermione and then at Harry, waiting for someone to say something. Harry was staring at her, scanning her face and then he smiled.

"I like that idea," he replied. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and kissed him.

"What about the wedding, you guys?" Ron asked.

"What about it?" Harry questioned.

"When's it going to be?"

"Don't want to leave it too long," Fred said.

"Maybe it should be around Christmas time…" George mused.

"Yeah! Can you get your brides-maids and page boys to dress up as snowmen?" Fred asked. Hermione burst out laughing.

"Not in a million years, George!" she replied.

"Way to ruin my life!"

"I think the Christmas time idea is a good one though…" Hermione added.

"So do I," Harry said, absentmindedly running his hands through Hermione's hair.

"What a good idea!" Mrs. Weasley squealed.

"December it is then."

A/N I know it's a bit short…but what do you think? Next chapter will actually be the wedding or the day before…most likely the wedding day. I think I'll have to finish off this story soon…but don't worry…I've started on a new one, which I hope you'll find…amusing…