2 nights later it was the full moon, and as with every moon lately Tara and Isabel were out with a wolf Sam and Wolfsbane controlled Moony. They would talk while the boys screwed around under the moon. Hermione had been joining them up until her 3rd trimester started and it was put to an end. At the moment she was sitting in her room, moaning in pleasure as Godric rubbed her swollen feet, "Oh lord that feels so good."

The vampire had a soft smile on his face, while many of his fellow vampires would be disgraced doing such a thing to a human, he had no problems relieving the pain that Hermione was going through, "It's no problem. How are those contractions going?"

"Damnit," Hermione muttered, she had been trying to hide the painful contractions from Godric, "How long have you known."

"Since you first started 4 hours ago. Why didn't you say anything?" Godric moved up from her feet to sit behind the brunette.

"They're early, I just really hoped that my Braxton Hicks pains were just getting stronger but I'm in labour, damnit to hell," another contraction hit and Hermione quickly clutched onto Godric's hand to help her through the pain.

Gently lifting the witch into his arms, Godric took her into the bathroom and placed her in the tub, turning the water on then facing Hermione, "Do you want me to get your Gran?"

"No, she's looking after Teddy. I trust you Godric, I just need your help," the brunette stripped out of her nightgown, now only wearing a maternity bra, "You know what needs to be in here?"

"Yes," using his speed, the vampire had the two blankets, towels, bassinettes, clothes for Hermione, her Healers bag, and was now wearing swim trunks in a matter of seconds, "In front or behind?"

"Behind," Hermione shuffled forward in the tub to let her dear friend in before resting against him, "Thank you for being here."

Placing a caring kiss on her head, Godric responded, "I'd be here even if it was light out."

The warm feeling in Hermione's heart grew even larger, and the witch knew she was deeply in love with her friend. There was no denying it anymore, and it was getting too hard to keep it hidden. Harry had told her not to give up on life, to move forward, and she had been in all aspects bar one, the most important, love. Her first love had been gone for almost 9 months, and he would want her to move on with her life, never forget him but never miss out on love because she was trying to be loyal to his memory.

"I'll always love you Harry," Hermione thought before feeling a lightness she'd not experienced in years, it was as though all her troubles were wiped away, giving her a new slate.

Godric could feel that something had happened, the woman in his arms stiffening and then relaxing in a way that was not the same as a contraction, and when she looked into his eyes, he could see a fire he had seen only a few times before, "Are you alright Hermione?"

"Better than alright Godric, better than alright"

The pair sat in the water for 30 minutes before the pregnant teen's water broke, and her labour went much faster, Hermione squeezing onto the vampire's hand so hard she broke it, "Godric I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, I'm already healing," from his position, he could feel one of the twins moving into position, "You're about to be a mother. I need to move Hermione."

It barely took a second, but the witch hated his absence from behind her, "AH! HOLY FUCKING CHRIST!"

Barely a minute later, with a great rush, one of the twins was eased into the water by Godric. He quickly clamped and cut the umbilical cord, dried her, put on one of the infant diapers, dressed and placed her in one of the bassinettes, "Kendra's first, 11:42pm January 11th."

"My daughter," Hermione sighed before groaning again, "Romulus doesn't want to be alone too long."

5 minutes later, Romulus went through the same treatment that his sister did, instantly falling asleep in his bassinette while Godric helped the new mother, "Did you want the potion or expel it naturally?"

"Potion," the witch gasped, not wanting to push anything else out of her body.

Godric chuckled lightly as he passed over the correct potions, one to clear up the afterbirth, another to help with pain, and finally one to assist restoring Hermione's pre-pregnancy body, that one worked over 7 days. After she took them, he emptied the tub and refilled it, the clean water to wash off the sweat and other bodily fluids that had gotten into the old water, adding a soothing potion in to help the witch.

The vampire got out of the tub, placing a kiss on top of the exhausted woman's head, "You rest, I've got this pair until you're up to moving again."

Feeling very brave, and knowing she wanted to do it anyway, Hermione grasped hold of Godric's neck and pulled him down to her, placing a chaste but loving kiss onto his lips, the fireworks enough to tell her it was the right thing, "Thank you Godric."

Thankful for the fact that vampires couldn't blush, the 2000 year old vampire smiled and took a bassinette in each hand, "We can talk about that when you get out. Call out if you need a hand."

While the witch rested, Godric carried the newborns into the connecting bedroom, sitting their carriers on the bed. He them looked them over. Both had tufts of hair on their heads already, Kendra's the same hue as her mother's; while Romulus looked like he would he destined to have his father's hair. Their eyes were interesting as babies usually didn't have an eye colour aside from blue until they were 9 months old, but Kendra had piercing green eyes while Romulus had the same chocolate ones that Hermione had. As he observed them, the vampire noticed a birthmark that they both had, Kendra's on her left palm, Romulus' on his right. It was a lightning bolt, just like his and their father's.

"I guess it is true, your mother does attract lightning bolt holders," Godric said to the again sleeping pair.

The more time he spent just watching the twins, the more Godric knew he would lay down his life just so that they and Hermione would have a peaceful life. He loved them all, realising his feelings for the witch a few months after being saved by her, but very aware that she needed time to grieve before moving on. The kiss earlier had been amazing for him, the fact his lips were still tingling from it was a sign of that, and was hopefully a sign that Hermione was ready to move forward.

"Godric," Hermione said, embarrassed.

In a split second, the teen was standing before the tub, "Do you need a hand?"

With a deep blush, the witch nodded, finding herself on her feet and wrapped in a towel quickly, "Thank you. It's very humiliating when you can't get out of the bath without help."

"You just gave birth to twins, that gives you every right to feel weak," Godric watched her dry off, before gently placing the dress he had previously brought in over her head, "Perhaps you should lie down for a little?"

"Will you join me?" Hermione asked, her blush deepening.

His unmoving heart leapt at the question, and he answered by wrapping an arm around her to help the weak witch get to the bed. Laying her on the mattress, Godric then moved the bassinettes to their stands beside the bed, and got in on the other side of the bed. Moving, he held the witch in his arms, "Rest Hermione, I will wake you when the others get here or the twins need you."

"You're far too good to me Godric," the quickly fading woman said before falling asleep in his arms.

"And you to me sweet Hermione"