The healers visit was uneventful; however it was highly awkward for George watching the baby move through the transparent section of Hermione's belly as the healer rubbed on the window potion. Mesmerised by the fact that he could see into Hermione's stomach, so much so that he didn't even realised that he tried to touch the baby but the clear section of Hermione's gut was still solid.

"Thanks for taking me today George," Hermione said quietly.

"No problem," George said coolly even though her words of appreciation hurt him. He didn't want his involvement in the baby's life to be something she had to thank him for, as he saw this baby as his own he felt bound to it and every aspect of its life.

The stood in the kitchen in awkward silence for a few minutes as Hermione tried to think of something to say, she knew she shouldn't have kissed him this morning and him staring at her stomach at this moment wasn't helping.

"I am going to go read for a bit," Hermione eventually blurted out as she smoothly exited the room.

Hermione was tucked under Fred's arm as she rested with her feet up on the couch.

"Going out?" Fred asked as George walked into the lounge looking rather dashing.

"Just hanging out with some people," George smiled as he played with his hair, trying to make it messy.

"Have fun," Fred said in a quieter voice, clearly disappointed George was going out and having fun without him. Although there wasn't a chance he was going anywhere without Hermione, and he was not going to take his heavily pregnant wife out on the town.

"Oh I will," George winked with a cocky smile dazzled across his face, "don't wait up."

"Bye," Fred said as George waved and walked out the door, surprisingly Hermione said nothing.

"Are you ok?" Fred asked, quiet was not a good indicator when it came to Hermione.

"I am great, the appointment really well today, the baby is perfect," Hermione smiled as she leaned over and kissed Fred gently. Sitting up straighter now Hermione pushed Fred onto his back and smiled down at him seductively.

In a greatly awkward manner Hermione moved to kneel on the couch and started to undo Fred's pants. Fred quickly grabbed her arms, stopping her from undressing him.

'Fred let go of me," Hermione insisted in a very dominant tone.

"This isn't a good idea," Fred said quickly, shuffling back on the couch so he was now sitting up on the couch facing his wife.

"Fred, I am a hormonal woman, you have five seconds to take your pants off!" Hermione said angrily, wondering what Fred was playing at.

"No," Fred said firmly, "it isn't a good idea."

Hermione tried to stand up dramatically although her currently large frame didn't enable her to make this attempt a successful one.

Fred quickly jumped of the couch in a very agile manner, only infuriating Hermione more, trying to help her up.

"Don't touch me," Hermione snapped in a harsh tone, much harsher than the normal cranky snapping when he tried to help her. Slightly ironic as the reason she was mad at him was his refusal to touch her.

Hermione walked towards the door with Fred on her tail, Hermione spun around and put a hand on his chest, "I don't think so. You can stay out here tonight ALONE." Hermione said angrily, she couldn't believe she had been turned down by her own husband.

Fred flopped onto the couch as his wife walked towards their room; he stared at the ceiling and wondered how he had been banished to the couch. He knew that Hermione thought she was hideous with the baby growing strong inside her, he had told her many times she was being ridiculous. Fred was still very attracted to his wife, he was only hesitant to take advantage of her crazy hormones or risk hurting their baby.

Hermione was so frustrated on so many different levels she couldn't sleep, her stomach was so uncomfortable as she tried to roll over, she felt like a beached whale.

During the night as she laid awake Hermione heard George stumble home talking to his self in a loud whisper. However, once his bedroom door shut she heard nothing, Hermione silently blessed the great level of soundproofing in this house, both muggle and magical.

Hermione was up early in the morning she brushed her teeth in front of the mirror and looked at her sad looking reflection. It was certainly obvious that she had had next to no sleep. She had on an average looking black shirt, although it felt more like a tent and a simple pair of shorts, Fred insisted that they were too short, one of the reasons she wore them today. Although she was wearing new underwear she had got for Fred that she had never taken off last night. The black lace bottoms sat under her belly in a smooth way but the bra was what Hermione loved, she had never been small chested but she adored the addition of a cup size to her cleavage.

"Hermione!" an excited voice squealed from behind her and before she knew it a long pair of arms were wrapped around her neck, "it has been too long."

Hermione realised who was holding and returned the pleasantries, she turned around and saw Angela wearing a stunning silver mini dress that did wonders for her naturally impressive figure, and certainly not much was hidden.

"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked, know full well what the answer would be!

"I met up with George last night, man does that guy know how to party! Who would have thought he would turn into the funner twin? No offence, Fred is great, George told me how happy you guys are." Angela said in a rushed voice, not giving Hermione a chance to reply. "I don't think I have seen you since the wedding, wow how time flies when you are having fun, I don't think I had a second of sleep last night, not that I wanted to," Angie winked at Hermione.

Hermione muttered a quick, "yeah time does fly." Hermione knew this girl could talk but this was insane, if she didn't start breathing soon surely she would pass out, Hermione thought hopefully.

"Oh I heard about this little one too, wow, you are truly huge! How do you manage to walk? Guess it means you don't get to play much either." Angie smiled, "Anyways, I am going to grab some food, I am totally famished. Maybe you can have too much of a good thing."

Hermione could not believe what had just happened, George's overnight visitor, who looked ridiculous hot with her dress from last night and sweaty messed up hair that fell over her shoulders in a mess. Hermione looked at her reflection once again before leaving the room, she knew Ange hadn't intended to be hurtful but it didn't stop her being mad. First Fred not wanting to touch her and now this!

"Oh god," Hermione exclaimed as she saw George stirring the sheets up tickling his bed partner out of sight, "George I need to talk to you."

"Kinda busy," George laughed without emerging from under the sheets.

"'I wasn't asking," Hermione insisted.

George peaked over the top of his sheets at Hermione and seeing the look on her face he popped his head back under and said "Why don't you go get yourself some breakfast."

"Aww... Okay George," a disappointed voice sounded from under the bed.

A completely naked woman exiting the bed without even attempting to cover herself up, she offered her hand to Hermione, "hey you must be George's roommate."

Hermione took the hand reluctantly nodding and faking a smile. Hermione politely waited for her to leave the room till she shouted, "what are you thinking!"

"I was thinking Fred has you to play with and you made it clear I can't play with you too, Fred has never been good at sharing, so I got some of my own friends to come play with me." George smiled innocently.

Hermione glared at him, she knew what this was... It was payback for how she had behaved yesterday.

"Looks like you did your own playing last night too, oh that brother of mine," George joked, not knowing he was hitting a very fresh and large nerve. He was now sitting up in the bed with the sheets dangerously low on his waist.

"Or not," George added as he noticed the great look of distain on Hermione's face. "If you weren't screwing around why do you look like hell? You weren't kept up all night thinking of me where you?"

Hermione who was now at George's bedside and grabbed a pillow from of the bed, "you" Hermione starts hitting him with the pillow, "are such," hits him again, "a pain," hits his twice, "in the arse."

George grabbed Hermione's wrists to stop her assault, "did Angie tell you that?"

Hermione's eyes widened in fury, George chuckled before apologising, "I'm sorry Hermione, sit down before you have a heart attack."

In a huff Hermione sat on the edge of the bed, she could fell back pressing into George's side. Hermione was so angry furious at Fred for how he had reflected her last night, now also with Fred for rubbing his apparently very healthy sex life in her face with his two stunning bimbo's.

"You need to relax," George smiled slightly, although Hermione had her back to him and he didn't notice, "This stressing can't be good for the baby." He gently started massaging her shoulders, something that Hermione normally didn't like but this time it was actually helping with the stress.

"I'm not just a baby carrying machine George, I am still a woman!" Hermione said softly, yet very defiantly. Hermione had been feeling a lot recently that people had stopped seeing her and only her belly, she didn't need help doing basic tasks, and she didn't need to put her life on hold while she waited for this baby to develop inside her. Of course there were some things she didn't do anymore because of the baby, like drinking and eating sashimi, but those were things that hurt the baby, people weren't letting her do perfectly healthy things.

"Kiss me," Hermione instructed as she turned her head slightly so she could see him over her shoulder.

George pulled Hermione's hair behind her neck and gently blew on her exposed skin, sending shivers down her spine.

"Stop playing games," Hermione whimpered in a barely audible tone.

George attacked Hermione's neck with his lips with such a ferocity she would have fallen if he had not wrapped his arms around her waist holding her in place.

It was meant to be a game, her tormenting George as payback for how he had been acting around his brother, she was meant to be teasing. During his assault George had moved to the floor, he now knelt in front of her attacking her chest. Like his previous bed fellow he was completely naked.

"Wait," Hermione said breathlessly, he pulled back, not wanting to do anything she didn't want to do. He stared into her eyes with a ferocity that matched his kisses, he wasn't treating her like a porcelain doll, he was treating her like the woman she was and she was a woman who needed a man's touch at this time.

As George stared into her eyes wondering what she was thinking, he knew earlier she had been teasing him, he knew what she was doing, she was in complete control, now she was sitting in front of him looking lost and needy. He had never seen her this way, Hermione Granger, now Hermione Weasley, always got what she wanted, frustration wasn't an emotion she was use to feeling.

"Ok," She said simply after staring into his piercing eyes.

"Are you sure?" George asked. He didn't want to take advantage of her; he had to know that she knew what she was doing.

Confidently Hermione peeled her top over her swollen stomach then over her chest, her chest was the one part of her figure that she was very proud of at this.

George smiled as he leaned in close and whispered, "you are crazy beautiful, I love your shorts and you in that bra is making my pants feel very tight."

"You're not wearing any pants," she laughed nervously.

George let out a soft comforting noise as he placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back, it felt a little rough but Hermione knew he was aware of her current medical state and wouldn't do anything to risk that. He had only pushed her onto a pile of bedding; she raised her hips so he could remove her shorts. Once her short were removed she climbed into the middle of the bed and waiting for George, who hurried to her side.

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NOOOOOO HERMIONE DO NOT DO IT! Sorry Faith, but there is no drama is things are sunshine and lollipops! WOW this chapter is twice as long as all other chapters Reward this behaviour with a lovely review what do you guys think? Fred, George, both or neither? Hehe all thoughts will be taken into consideration :) Come on guys 12 of you subscribe to this... yet i don't even get two reviews each chapter :(