A/N: If I owned Harry Potter, I'd make the soundtrack to the movies include wizard rock. Please review!
Chapter7 – "Could it be twins?"
The April rains were finally beginning to let up, and the May sun shone into Hermione Granger's dormitory. She was getting used to the morning sickness and how to conceal it. The trick was to wake up earlier than the girls, throw up, then get back into bed and wake up along with them. (She had already played the "stomach flu" card.)
Hermione awoke for the second time, with the girls this time, changed, and hurried downstairs to meet her friends.
"How's the little pea doing?" Ron whispered, placing his hands on her waist gently.
"Fine, but the little pea has this thing with morning sickness…" Hermione giggled. 'The little pea' was their nickname for the baby. First it had been 'the dot,' and soon it would be 'the snitch,' then 'the quaffle,' and at last, 'the watermelon!' She laid a big one on her boyfriend.
"Aww," teased Harry, "get a room, you guys!"
"Yeah," joked Ginny, "it's sick!"
Hermione was uncomfortable all throughout breakfast. The waist of her jeans were getting too tight –
But it was too early for her to be growing this fast. She was only two months along. Looking down, she noticed that her usually flat stomach had a little pooch. Since when had she had a baby bump?
Could it be twins?
Ever since Madam Pomfrey had told Ron to make sure Hermione was getting enough nutrients, he had been keeping a close eye on her at meals. Looking over to his left, he found his girlfriend staring down at her stomach.
"Anything wrong, luv?" he asked. Hermione didn't respond. He repeated it again, but louder, "Anything wrong, Hermione?"
"We might be having twins," she whispered.
"What?" he said, his eyes widening. "We've got to go to Madam Pomfrey. How do you know?"
"I'm growing too fast…" she said, "I shouldn't be this big."
"So how are they going to do this?" asked Hermione to Ron, for the fourteenth time that afternoon. The two of them were sitting on a hard, uncomfortable bench at St. Mungo's waiting room.
"Well," Ron gritted his teeth. He was beginning to lose his patience, "according to Mum, they're going to do a charm on you to find out how many Weasleys are in there, and then they'll give you some potions, and that'll be it."As if on cue, Mrs. Weasley apparated into the hall of St. Mungo's, and immediately bustled towards them.
"Oh, sweetie," she said, hugging Ron first, then Hermione. "You must be so nervous," Hermione nodded, "but it'll be fine."
The Healer entered the room. After various charms and urine tests, she announced that Ron and Hermione were going to have twins.
The couple and Mrs. Weasley were unable to keep their happiness inside, grinning and hugging. Mrs. Weasley even started to tear up. But Hermione couldn't help wondering about how much she was going to be showing in the next month, and began to get worried.