Life was progressing as normal as it could do when you have vampires, humans, a shapeshifter, a Telepath, a werewolf, and a witch in the same family. Teddy had said his first word while playing with Hermione when he was 5 months old; of course the word was 'caca' and the witch found out soon after why he'd said that. Bill and Sookie were going well together, she spent more nights at his place than she did at Gran's, and she had commented to Hermione that it was lucky vampires couldn't get anyone pregnant, which was far too much information for the witch.
Tara and Remus had sat down and had an adult discussion about getting together after 7 months dancing around each other. It was decided that while they both liked the other, their relationship would go no further than holding hands and the occasional kiss until it was agreed on by both parties.
The big shockers were when Sam and Jason announced on the same night that they were going on a date with Isabel and Pam respectively. It would seem that the time they spent around each other had shown them that it didn't matter if the women were vampires, the heart barely ever lies. Isabel had begun working nights at Merlotte's soon after moving to Bon Temps, while Jason was nearly always at Fangtasia since his date with Pam.
Hermione's pregnancy was proceeding normally, her bump growing very quickly into a mountain, getting so big that Sam had told her to just put on a maternity top instead of trying to squeeze into her uniform. After her 6th month had passed, the shapeshifter had insisted that Hermione either take off of work or do the books for him, she was no longer allowed to waitress or tend the bar. So, much to her annoyance, the witch would spend her shifts at a table, too big to get into a booth, and go over the books for her boss.
She and Godric would spend hours every night just talking, or going through her numerous photo albums. Every subject was covered, her life, his, their dreams and plans, etc. They had gotten to the stage that they were almost always touching when in the same room. The first time she felt a twin kick, the first person Hermione allowed to feel it was Godric, who had a grin on his face for the rest of the night. Her birthday, Christmas and New Year had been big parties at Merlotte's, the whole town coming out to ring in the new year at the bar.
Now entering her 9th and final month, Hermione was getting sick of being pregnant. Right now, she was sitting at her usual table in Merlotte's going over the inventory for the week, "Sam!"
"Yes?" The man had run over at her call.
"You have to get in a new system of tracking stock. I love him to fucking death but Lafayette can't write for shit," passing over the list, the witch rest her head on her folded arms.
"Bloody hell," Sam muttered before heading to the kitchen, "Lafayette, start making your fucking lists readable!"
Hermione ran a hand over her large bulge, trying to calm her restless twins, when a sight she hadn't seen in a long time appeared. An owl swept into the bar, following Sheriff Bud Dearborne in, "Oh no."
All eyes were on the bird, and Sam was heading over to shoo it out, when Hermione held up a hand. The Barn Owl gently landed on the witch's outstretched arm, a letter attached to its leg. As soon as she had detached the parchment, it flew out of the bar, the door held open by the stunned sheriff. Going as quickly as her body would allow her; Hermione hastily went into Sam's office, the man following her, "What's going on?"
"I've gotten a letter, its bad. The only people who know where I am know not to contact me unless for an emergency," the witch broke the seal and read the letter out loud.
"Hermione;
I didn't want to write, I know that you need your time and didn't want anyone to get in touch, but it's an emergency. Fenrir Greyback escaped from Azkaban last night. Kingsley and I ordered those arseholes to increase security around all the captured Death Eaters but they said Azkaban was unescapable. As soon as we heard, Kings and I brought together Ginny, Neville and Katie, and we did an estimate on the timing. Mione, he'll be in America hopefully after you've given birth but that is only if he doesn't get a hold of an International Portkey.
I'm so sorry and if you need our help, you know that you simply have to ask,
Love you, stay safe and in touch,
Ron."
Seeing that she was shaking badly, Sam clutched onto both of his friend's hands, "Who is Fenrir?"
"He's the werewolf who infected Remus, another monster I should have killed when I had the chance. Sam, I can't have him ruin my family here, or hurt any of the residents of Bon Temps."
Knowing where she was headed, the man got angry, "No fucking way, you are not leaving. We are a family and as a family, we will fight anything that tries to hurt one of our own. Tonight we're having a meeting at your place, call up everyone and let them know. No one threatens my little sister and gets away with it."
Hearing him call her his little sister, Hermione smiled and relaxed in his embrace, taking all the comfort she could from it, "Okay. I'm going to go home alright."
"Yeah, that would be a good idea, let this pair rest," Sam placed a kiss on the top of Hermione's head, "I'll work out a proper excuse about the owl."
The witch laughed and apparated straight into her room. Stripping down, she allowed the charms over the house to cool her overheated body as she called everyone up, leaving voicemail messages for the vampires who were still sleeping. Not bothering to even put on one of the maternity night gowns Pam had purchased for her, Hermione fell asleep in her underwear, on top of her sheets.
Godric had awoken before sunset, he knew something was wrong with Hermione but had to wait impatiently for the dreaded sun to go before investigating. The second he sensed it was safe; the vampire was racing to her room on the second floor. Knocking lightly and not getting a response but hearing the soft snores, he entered, only to come to a dead stop at the sight before him. While he had seen Hermione in a swimsuit, they had gone night swimming in the local water hole just after he was saved, never had he seen so much of her.
Using the fact she was asleep, Godric carefully studied the witch he had fallen for. Besides the only being in her underwear element, the teenage vampire was intrigued by how peaceful Hermione looked while sleeping. His gaze drifted down to her chest and he was surprised at the garish scar that ran from her left shoulder to her right hip; he hadn't seen it before. With his enhanced sight, the vampire could see the two foetuses moving around in their mother's womb, certain they wanted nothing more than to be outside where they wouldn't be so cramped.
As he studied Hermione, the witch was waking after becoming aware that someone was watching her. Peeking out, the teen was happy to see that it was Godric, and that he seemed very pleased with what he saw, "You know that it is rude to stare, right?"
Godric leapt in the air, "Shit. You shouldn't do that Hermione."
"Why when it was such fun?" Getting up, the teen asked, "Do you like what you see?"
"You are a very beautiful woman, so yes"
Hermione slowly threw a light dress on, before turning to face her friend, "Not that I mind, but why were you in here?"
"I felt that something was wrong with you so came to see what it was," Godric placed a hand on the active twins, "It is not Kendra and Romulus?"
"No, they are fine. It's something that I had hoped would never happen," the witch grasped the cold hand and pulled him with her, "Come on, the others should be here by now."
The pair slowly moved down to the lounge room where the others were all waiting, only Sam knew what was going on and he looked even more concerned than everyone else. The instant they saw Hermione walking down, all eyes were on her and Remus asked, "What's happened Mia?"
"Fenrir escaped"