The trio and their baby had a lovely day in France, the twins even patented two or three ideas, much to the inventors delight as they were handed a large bag of Gallons. Word of the twins shopping for ideas quickly spread and the twins, along with Hermione and Drew, had been travelling at a leisurely pass around various corners of the globe.

Hermione had mastered many midwifery spells now, oddly enough the majority had been sent to her in the form of fan mail. She didn't get as much mail as she use to, however, whenever an article was published about her it would increase for a few days. Drew's birth had made the third page, spiking a larger than normal influx of letters. Hermione didn't mind, especially since she had gained so many useful tips from them!

The best charm that she had been taught was one that when Drew was distressed, whether it be hunger, thirst, a dirty nappy or needing attention, an alarm bell rang in her head. It would start of quiet and ring increasingly louder until Drew stopped being upset or till he was in his mothers or fathers arms.

Thanks to this spell Hermione no longer needed Ginny to babysit of an evening when she wanted to spend time with the twins. It made Hermione smile each day that they were on business trips, as the twins wore matching magenta robes to see the prospective new products, the only difference between the two was their initials on the left chest pocket. It had been two full weeks since they had been home, Hermione enjoyed the warmer weather that Brazil had to offer. The twins, despite the heat, still wore their robes to every meeting, even when the ventured into magically villages to take a break and grab some food. Fred had assured her that the robes were very cleverly crafted to keep the wearer at a desirable temperature.

On the second night in Brazil Fred had to head home for the night to fix up something with the shops legal team, taking Drew with him, leaving George and Hermione properly alone for the first time since Drew's birth. Of course they had been in the same room together, but Fred had always been nearby.

"Champagne my lady?" George asked in an aristocratic tone as Hermione finished of the flute in her hands contents.

"I am fine thank you sir," Hermione smiled, "I am ready to get back to the villa."

George jumped up, "Shall we my lady?"

Hermione shook her head as she rolled her eyes and laughed, he certainly was adorable. Once they were outside, George picked Hermione up and lifted her onto his back cause her to squeal in surprise. George piggy backed her back to the villa, which luckily wasn't very far away. George backed up to the large bed and Hermione jumped off, scrambling quickly out of her dress.

'I like the way you think Mrs Weasley," George smiled as he turned around, tossing his robe on the floor and peeling his tank top over his head.

"Right back at you Mr Weasley," Hermione smiled seductively as she shuffled up the bed teasing the shirtless man.

George grabbed Hermione's ankles and pulled her down the bed and climbing on top of her, "where do you think you're going?" George asked as he kissed her neck roughly, before biting a bra strap and pulling it down her shoulder.

"To a very, exceedingly happy place I am sure," Hermione whispered very softly, only just loud enough to be audible.

"I think I can help with that," George whispered in her ear, before removing the other bra strap in a similar fashion to the first, while hooking his index fingers into the top of her panties. Before he removed them Hermione picked up her wand and used it to shut all the shudders surrounding the villa, as it was so warm here people were often out late on the beach.

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"You won't believe this?" Fred said to a very drowsy George and Hermione who only a few seconds ago were asleep. Hermione opened her eyes to see what Fred was talking about, wondering what was so important that it needed to wake George and herself. She was Fred at the foot of the bed holding Drew in one arm and a newspaper in the other.

"Wot page?" George asked tiredly, "I don't get out of bed unless it is on the first five pages."

"You had better get up quick then, because you made number one!" Fred announced, in a concerned, yet slightly comical manner.

"The front page?" Hermione asked, "what on earth happened that was worthy of the front page?"

Fred gently tossed the paper in Hermione's lap, she had abruptly sat up on hearing that whatever happened was front page news.

"What iz et?" George moaned, rubbing his eyes as he rolled over.

Hermione threw the paper on her lap as she threw herself back down onto her pillow, "you have to be kidding me!"

George rubbed his eyes again as he picked up the paper, he chuckled when he read the headline, "Oh that is awkward, my abs do look good in the photo. Got a plan?"

"The angle of me is not so good," Hermione said modestly.

"Of course brother," Fred responded, "I flooed to the prophet head quarters straight after Ginny owled me with her copy."

"And?" Hermione asked impatiently.

"And nothing, I told them that George and I had accidentally switched robes before George headed back to London for business. Crisis diverted." Fred smiled, "They are issuing a page three apology tomorrow."

Hermione climbed out of the bed, pulling George's robe which was on the floor over herself, the breeze was warm but once she threw the cloak over herself, her body felt moderated.

"Ha" Hermione said in a surprised tone, "it really is very comfortable."

"Not to mention it looks insanely cute on you," Fred smiled before kissing his wife.

"You are such a good husband, I can't believe how easily you fixed this." Hermione said as she hugged Fred firmly.

"Now are we going to celebrate or what?" Fred said as he lazily pushed Hermione onto the bed. George who was now wide awake and sitting up, hooked Hermione under her arms and dragged her up the bed so her back was pressing into his chest. George gently pushed her forward slightly to remove her arms from the sleeves of the robe and persuaded it down her back. His hands then busied themselves with Hermione's now free cleavage.

Fred who had now finished getting undressed, slowly crawled up the bed towards her. He stopped when he reached Hermione's feet, quickly he undid the bottom half of the robe that was covering from her belly button to her toes. Hermione gasped as he threw the robe to each side of her, as a warm breeze blow past her previously covered extremities. Fred pushed Hermione's right leg of the off the bed and propped the left one up before getting to work, having of course already taken care of the shudders. Fred chuckled at the thought of a photo of this making it's may into the public forum, this situation would be more difficult to explain, to say the least. Perhaps he could say that he and his brother were performing some kind of medical treatment, Fred thought comically. Although this train of thought quickly crashed as he focused on the job at hand.

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Hey Guys, I hope you enjoyed that =D Bit of a plot twist coming up, not hugely dramatic or anything, just different!

I will hopefully have another chapter for you by the weekend!

BTW Don't forget to alert me, as I am currently planning another twin/granger fic I will start over work on over the summer! Good requests are welcome but no promises! I still have a story or two to finish up before i start something new. ALTHOUGH FaithLavine and I are meeting up in a months time, and plan on writing a fun short story either about the twins... or voldy/trixie. Who knows? lol not me! FaithLavine's currently working on a FUNNY Voldie fic, check it out :)

Thanks again for reading!