Well, Chapter 18 is here.

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Chapter 18: Forgiven

Hermione and Charlie stayed at the Burrow for a few weeks while Charlie healed, and while Hermione learned how to be a good mother. They had slept in the same bed, but not without protest from Molly Weasley- which didn't last long, due to her realizing they are both grown adults and Hermione already has two kids and didn't want any more at the current time.

One thing both Charlie and Hermione noticed while staying in the same bed was they had the best sleep of their lives- save for waking up multiple times to take care of the boys. Hermione was always tired in the mornings, but knew it was because of the twins.

Charlie found Hermione sitting at the table eating breakfast. The boys had just gone down for their morning nap, so there was some quiet in the burrow.

"Hello, Love." He said sitting down next to her and spooning some eggs onto his plate.

Hermione smiled and the two fell into a comfortable silence- something that was accustomed to them both.

"So I have been thinking." Charlie said, breaking the quiet.

"That's frightening." Hermione said with a giggle.

Charlie ignored her comment, "I think we should visit your parents."

The smile on Hermione's face immediately disappeared. That was one thing she wasn't expecting. "Why?" She spoke softly.

"Fallon and Greyson deserve to know both of their grandparents. And I know they disowned you, but you should try to reconnect with them. I am sure they want their daughter back, and they probably want to meet their grandkids."

Hermione looked down at her hands. Everything Charlie said was a valid argument.

"You don't understand." She said after a few moments of silence. "I had kids out of wedlock, to my father that is unforgivable. No matter what I do, I doubt he will forgive me."

"Hermione, Love, can you at least try- for the kids?"

Looking up at her boyfriend, Hermione could see his eyes pleading with her. "Alright, I will try."

Charlie could feel his face light up. "Okay, we will go this afternoon."

"Today? Why not tomorrow, or never?" Hermione asked surprised at how sudden it was.

"If we don't do it today you will lose your determination. So once the twins wake up and are ready to go, we will go." He said taking charge.

All Hermione could do was nod and agree.

-.-

Hermione once again stood in front of house number 15. She couldn't believe that Charlie had conned her into coming. Clutching Greyson's carrier harder, Hermione took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Her nerves were slightly calmed when she felt Charlie's hand on her shoulder. The door was suddenly pulled open, and Hermione was now face to face with her mother.

Jean's large smile quickly faded from her face. "Hermione?" She questioned, in disbelief.

"Hello, Mum." Hermione said with an obviously fake smile.

"What are you doing here?" Jean questioned.

Pausing, Hermione took a deep breath, "Well, I thought you would like to meet your grandsons."

After the word "grandsons," Jean looked down and saw two identical baby carriers with two little boys nestled in them. Once she saw the look on their small, innocent faces, Jean felt all her disappointment for Hermione fade away.

Stepping aside, Jean smiled, "Come in, I don't want those boys to catch a cold or anything."

Hermione could feel the joy; at least her mother was letting her into the house.

"Where is Dad at?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"He is upstairs, getting ready. We are expecting some company." Jean said with a slight frown.

Feeling like she didn't belong, Hermione looked at her mother, "Well I guess I should be going. I didn't want to interrupt anything." She started walking towards the door, only to be stopped by her mother's sharp tone.

"Hermione Jean Granger, if you think you are going to walk out of this house without letting me see those beautiful boys- you have another think coming."

Turning around, Hermione could feel a smile appear on her face. She followed her mother into the living room, only pausing to make sure Charlie was still there. Hermione and Charlie sat on the couch while Jean took the chair across from them.

"Mum, this is Charlie Weasley. I'm not sure if you remember, but he was the one who got you from Australia." Hermione said, hoping she didn't stir up bad feelings about Australia- her parents still didn't like what she did to them.

Jean's smile flickered for a moment, "Of course I remember you Charlie. How have you been?" She questioned.

"I've been good, recovering from a nasty accident, but I will be back on the reserve in no time." He said speaking for the first time.

"Oh yes, you work with animals. What kind of animals is it again?" Jean questioned.

"Dragons, Ma'am."

Jean nodded and tried to ignore the fright she could feel knowing this man deals with dragons on a daily basis.

"So, do I get to meet these babies?" She asked gesturing to the carriers at their feet.

Hermione was just about to speak, when a voice interrupted them.

"Jean? Are they here already?" Hermione could hear her father's voice yell from the stairs.

Hank turned the corner, and stopped abruptly. There on his couch sat the girl who he once called his daughter.

"Hello, Dad." Hermione said quietly.

"Hermione," Her father acknowledge. "This is a… surprise." He said slowly, unsure of what to say.

Looking over to Charlie for help, Hermione wasn't sure what to do. She could feel calm wash over her when she looked into his eyes.

"Dad, I know you don't want me here. I know that in your eyes I am no longer your daughter. But I thought that you and Mum would like to meet your grandsons. I just wanted you to know they exist. After I left here that night, I ended up getting transferred for my job. Once I was there, I went to a few doctor's appointments, where I learned that I was having twins." She took a deep breath and pulled Fallon from his carrier, "This is Fallon Arthur, he is the youngest of the twins." She said before handing him off to Charlie. Hermione bent down again and picked up Greyson, "This is Greyson Henry. Both of them have middle names after two of the strongest men I know, their grandfathers." She said while feeling the tears start to build in her eyes.

Hank wasn't sure what to say. Here was his daughter, showing him his grandchildren, and saying one is even named after him.

Jean cleared her throat, "Can I hold one?" She asked.

Nodding, Hermione stood up and placed Greyson in her mother's arms. Jean watched as her grandson looked up at her with curious eyes.

Hermione turned and faced her father. She watched as he opened his mouth, as if he was going to speak, but suddenly closed it. He turned around and walked out of the room.

Feeling the tears threaten even more to start to fall, Hermione sat down again. Jean silently watched the exchange.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, he is just unsure of this. How about I go talk to him?" Jean said, trying to comfort her only child. She reluctantly gave Fallon back to Hermione and went to find her husband.

Jean found Hank in their room on the upper level of their house. He was sitting on their bed with his elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands.

"Henry." She said. After waiting five minutes and still with no answer, Jean went and sat down next to her husband. She placed her arm around him and just sat like that for a few more minutes.

"I can't do it, Jean. I can't forgive her for her actions. She knew about our stance on this whole topic before she put herself in that position. No matter how many times she brings those kids by." He said while looking at the carpet.

Jean sighed; she knew her husband would act like this. It didn't matter how much she loved him, but he has been and always will be stubborn. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for what she was going to say next.

"You listen here, Henry Granger. That is our only child down there. I could see that it took a lot for her to come here today. And I am not going to let you keep pushing her away. Once you push her away, we will lose her forever. We will lose the only chance we have at getting to know our grandchildren. I don't care whether or not you approve, but I am going to go back down those stairs and try to patch things up with her."

Hank just continued to stare at the carpet. He was still staring at the carpet when Jean left five minutes after her short speech. For once in his life, Henry Granger was unsure of what to do next.

-.-

Hermione watched as her mother left the room, and heard her footsteps ascend the stairs.

"Well that could have went worse." Hermione mumbled. She noticed Greyson and Fallon were starting to get tired. After placing them back into their respective carriers, Hermione moved them into the spare bedroom on the main floor- to give them a bit of rest.

When she returned to the living room, she sat down next to Charlie. Once she sat down, Charlie placed his arm around her- almost as a reflex. He was just about to say some more encouraging words, when there was a knock at the door. Hermione looked surprised, but decided to answer it anyways.

On the other side of the door stood her Mom's sister Juliette, her Uncle Donald, and her cousins Felicity and Franco. Felicity and Franco were siblings who were only a year apart. Hermione and Felicity were only a few weeks apart in birth, so in childhood the two would always be thrown together and forced to play with each other.

"Hermione! Oh goodness, is that really you? My, you grew up." Juliette said before wrapping her in a hug. "I haven't seen you in a while, how have you been?"

"I have been good, Aunt Julie." Hermione answered. "Um, Mum and Dad are still getting ready. They should be down the stairs in a few minutes." She said before moving away from the door to let her relatives in.

"I didn't think you were going to be here today." Felicity commented while walking in.

"Yeah, I just dropped by for a surprise visit." Hermione said while leading them into the living room.

She watched as Felicity's face lit up at the sight of Charlie. This caused Hermione to roll her eyes.

"This is Charlie Weasley, my boyfriend." She said with a smile on her face. "Charlie, this is my Uncle Donald, Aunt Juliette, and my cousins Felicity and Franco."

Juliette looked shocked, "Your mother never said you were seeing anyone."

Hermione shrugged, "I never told her."

"So, Charlie, what do you do for a living?" Felicity asked in a sickly fake sexy voice.

Charlie looked over at Hermione unsure of what to say. He didn't know if these relatives of hers knew about her double life.

Hermione cleared her throat, "He works with animals." She answered, not really telling a lie but not telling the entire truth either.

"So you care about other living things. That is so hot." Felicity spoke again with the same idiotic sexy voice.

"How did you two meet?" Juliette inquired.

Looking over at Charlie, Hermione smiled, "I was best friends with his youngest brother." She answered simply, leaving out the fact she fell in love with another one of his brothers and ended up getting pregnant.

Everyone fell into an awkward silence.

"So Hermione, it seems like we don't get to see you that much. How have you been? Is there anything new in your life?" Donald asked, speaking for the first time.

Shaking her head, Hermione didn't really want to talk about her personal life. She didn't want to bring the twins into it if she didn't have to.

They once again fell into silence. The quietness was abruptly broken by loud cries coming from another room.

"Excuse me." Hermione said, jumping up from her seat.

Charlie cleared his throat, "I'll help." He added once they heard a second cry join in.

Charlie and Hermione made their way to the spare bedroom, where they found both boys with red faces and in tears.

Hermione bent down and scooped up Greyson and started to calm him down, while Charlie did the same with Fallon.

"Nothing new, eh cousin."

Looking over her shoulder, Hermione saw Felicity standing in the doorway and eyeing the scene before her with curiosity.

"I didn't know you were married, oh wait, isn't Charlie just your boyfriend?" She said Charlie's name like it left a bad taste in her mouth.

"Felicity Ophelia Williams, go wait in the living room."

Turning around, Hermione found it was her mother whose voice was filled with such authority.

Once she saw the look her Aunt was giving her, Felicity stalked out of the room and back into the living room.

"I'm sorry, it slipped my mind that they were coming over tonight." Jean apologized.

Shrugging, Hermione turned her attention back to her child. "It's fine. Actually, it is nice to see them." She said with fake happiness.

Jean turned around and walked into the living room to deal with her sister and her family. After Hermione and Charlie took care of the twins, they too joined everyone in the living room.

"Hermione, Jean tells me you have recently become a mother. That is so exciting!" Julie said while rushing up to view Greyson.

Smiling, Hermione introduced the room to her children. Once everyone had gotten to see, and hold them, Hermione decided it was time to go.

"I am sorry, but we really should be going. We have to get the twins home." She said while gathering the bags and carriers.

Jean walked with her daughter to the door. "I will tell your father you say good-bye. Don't worry, I will talk to him. And don't you hesitate to bring those boys around anytime you want."

Hermione felt a large grin appear on her face. Her mother had forgiven her.

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