-1A/N: This chapter is longer (I think), however I will be murdered, I just know it! Sighs deeply let's just say this is the chapter were everything starts to go terribly wrong.

Disclaimer: don't own it, don't ask

Deeper Than You Thought

Chapter Two

Twins

Hermione opened her eyes and looked at the tuft of red hair next to her, giggling to herself. He turned and smiled, kissing her on the lips gently.

"Morning," he said, pushing her hair back.

"Hey," she muttered sleepily.

"Have you decided when Harry and Draco are coming next?" he asked gently.

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione giggled, pushing him down and kissing him passionately.

He put a hand to her bloated stomach and giggled inappropriately.

"How much longer?" he asked, a childish look of impatience in his eyes.

"Three weeks, Ron. Three weeks and we'll be parents!" Hermione giggled,.

"I'm worried what effect our twins will have on Fred, he misses George so much!" Ron sighed, playing with Hermione's strap.

"If I know Fred, and I think I do, then I know he will be the best uncle possible… as will Harry!" Hermione smiled, sitting up and stretching.

Fred looked at his brother, yawning slightly as he smiled on the inside at just how lucky his youngest brother was.

"Hermione! Did you sleep well?" Fred smiled, hugging her gently.

"Yes thanks and you?"

"Alright, just as long as the twins get the best rest possible!" Fred laughed.

"Don't worry, Fred, I'm taking care of my princess and my twins the best I can!" Ron laughed, kissing Hermione's cheek as he handed her a drink.

"When's Harry coming next?" asked Fred, pulling out a chair for Hermione to sit.

"Ron need to organise it still!" Hermione moaned.

"It's alright! I can do that now if you want!" Fred said, walking to the door.

"Thanks… oh! Don't forget to tell him to bring Draco!" Ron shouted to his back and they failed to see him start to frown.

Harry woke up, startled at the sound of his phone ringing. Harry reached across Draco, rested his bare chest against the Blonde's and put the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" Harry questioned, smiling as Draco opened an eye.

"Hey, it's me, Fred," came the muffled voice.

"Fred! How are you? How's Hermione?" Harry asked excitably.

"I'm good, and you can see whether Hermione's good or not when you come over later…"

Harry knocked on the door and smiled as Fred answered topless. Fred blushed as Harry winked at him playfully.

"Where's Draco?" Fred asked, beckoning Harry in.

"Couldn't come, had too much work!" Harry laughed slightly nervously, blushing as Fred smiled at him.

"Hermione and Ron are through there… do you want a drink?"

"A beer?" Harry questioned hopefully.

"A beer it is then!"

Harry walked into the living room and gave Hermione a loving hug. He shook Ron's hand playfully and sat down.

"Draco sends his love, but he has too much work so couldn't make it. Hermione you have gotten so big!" Harry smiled, love filling his face.

"Beer, Harry," said Fred from the door, bringing the bottle in.

"Thanks," Harry smiled, taking a long sip.

A/N: hmmmm I wonder if you will murder a.) the stupidly short length…. Or b.) the stupidly horribleness that is to come….

Okay as always a preview:

They sat up simultaneously and gasped at the sight of each other.