"Can we at least explain how it happened? Then tell you?" asked Fred.
"Fine," said Bill. "Hurry it up."
"Well, in his dog form Ron couldn't handle being scratched by a wolf. My claws were too big for him to handle. It wouldn't have been such a big problem if Ron was in his human form," Fred explained.
"He's still in the hospital but it's unknown whether he'll live or not," said George.
"Well, considering he survived being attacked by a brain and being poisoned not even a year apart, he should be okay," said Hermione.
"Come on, Hermione," said George. "He got lucky."
"He could get lucky this time, too!" said Hermione.
"Hermione, was it?" asked the Healer. Hermione nodded. "Can you come with me?"
"Why?" she asked.
"I want to ask you a few things," answered the Healer. "I'm Serenity. Come with me for a few minutes."
"Why does she want her?" asked Fred. He started pacing.
"How're we supposed to know?" asked Bill. A few minutes later, Fred was still pacing, and Hermione came back with Serenity.
"What's wrong?" Fred immediately asked Serenity. "Is it bad?"
"Would you like to tell him, Hermione? I mean, he is your husband," said Serenity.
"Sure," said Hermione, smiling.
"You're not going mental, are you?" asked Fred.
"No, you crazy otter!"
"You need money because you need to pay for Ron's hospital bill?"
"No."
"You're being sent to a Muggle hospital because you have cancer?"
"No, let me talk, Fred!" said Hermione, now howling with laughter. She calmed down quickly.
"Fine."
"I— I'm pregnant." Fred's concentrated frown turned into a smile.
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"I'm going to be a grandmother!" said Mrs. Weasley happily.
"Mum, calm down!" said George. "We still need to go check on Ron!"
"Ron!" said Mrs. Weasley. She Disapparated to St. Mungo's.
"I'm still shocked I'm going to be a dad," said Fred. "I don't even know how I did it."
"Did what?" asked Hermione.
"Got you pregnant, unless it was in our wolf forms," said Fred. "Either way, I'm really happy."
"So am I, I'm going to be an uncle," said George proudly.
"When are you going to propose to Luna, mate?" asked Fred. "You can't wait forever!"
"I know," said George. "I would but I need a ring for her."
"Here," said Fred, taking a ton of coins out of his pockets. He gave them to George. "Go buy a ring before I start teasing you again." George quickly ran out of the house, Disapparating at the treeline.
"Serenity told me I need to go visit her in a few weeks," said Hermione. "She said it'll tell me if I'm expecting one or more babies."
"Alright," said Fred. "Come on, let's go relax for a while. It's good for us, and especially you, because you fought me last night and you're probably about a month into your pregnancy."
"Okay," said Hermione. They fell asleep together, Fred with his arm wrapped around Hermione just above her waist.
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A few weeks later Hermione was getting ready to visit Serenity. She felt like two pairs of feet would kick her at the same time, but then, she could just be feeling hands. Fred said he could feel two pairs of feet. They brought this up with Serenity at Hermione's appointment.
"Makes me wonder if she's expecting twins," said Fred.
"It's not the most common thing under these circumstances," said Serenity. "She's young, and usually women in their thirties are more likely to have twins. Not just that, but unless she has a pair of twins on her side, this is really rare."
"So, am I? Am I expecting twins?" said Hermione.
"Yes," said Serenity.
"Yes!" said Fred.
"You're excited," said Serenity.
"Yeah, I am!" said Fred.
"You two can go now," said Serenity, chuckling.
"Thanks," said Hermione, grabbing Fred's shirt to get his attention; he'd been dancing around the room since he heard he was going to be the father of twins. They went back to the Burrow, only to find Mrs. Weasley in tears.
"M-Mum?" said Fred. "Mum, what's wrong?"
Fred walked over to his mother. She was also sobbing almost silently.
"Get out," whispered Mrs. Weasley.
"Mum?"
"Get back to your shop, now!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily.
"Why?" asked Fred. "What'd I do?"
"Get out, now!" Fred's eyes started watering. He ran to the fireplace, using the Floo Network to get to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Hermione wasn't far behind him.
"Fred!" said Hermione as she climbed out of the twins' fireplace. She heard sobbing from the floor below, and George's voice. "Fred!" She ran down the stairs, and saw Fred and George in the back room. George was trying to comfort Fred.
"George, let me handle this," said Hermione.
"He hasn't even told me what happened," said George.
"Your mother is treating him like a criminal," said Hermione. "She wouldn't even tell him what he did."
"Oh," said George; he looked like he knew what'd happened.
"You know why she's mad at him," said Hermione.
"I'd rather not talk about it right now," said George, going back up front to help customers.
"Well, tell me anyway!" Hermione almost yelled at George. "Please."
"Fine. Ron was hurt too bad, he— he died," said George. His eyes started watering. "But it's not Fred's fault."
George calmed down, then went up front to help customers. Hermione went into the back room to help Fred.
"Fred, are you okay?" she asked him.
"No," he replied. "I'm not. I heard about Ron."
"I know it hurts, but you'll be okay," said Hermione, running a hand through his hair. "Just because your mum's mad at you doesn't mean you aren't loved."
"Hermione, she kicked me out!" said Fred. Hermione got up and closed the door, casting Muffliato over it. Then she walked over to Fred and kissed him. His eyes stayed open in shock for a few minutes, but he eventually got over it. After a few minutes they broke apart.
"Even if she's disowned you, I love you, you're still a Weasley," said Hermione.
Fred hugged Hermione, tears still pouring down his face, and buried his face in her shoulder.
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Seven months later Fred and Hermione's twins were born. A pair of boys that looked like Fred.
"The louder and older of the two can be Isaiah," said Fred. "The younger one can be Jax."
"Simple names, like yours and George's," said Hermione, smiling. "Would you like to hold Jax?"
"Yes!" said Fred. Hermione carefully handed him Jax, and Fred smiled widely. "Hermione, take a nap, I know you're tired. I'll watch the twins."
"I don't want to take a nap," said Hermione. Just then there was a knock on the door.
"It's George," said the person on the other side. "I came to see my pair of nephews."
Fred opened the door, being very careful not to drop Jax.
"This is Jax," said Fred. "Hermione's holding Isaiah."
"They look almost exactly like you," said George. "Can I hold him?" he asked Hermione, walking over to her.
"Yeah, just be careful," Hermione told him. She handed Isaiah to George using the same process as she did with Fred and Jax. Hermione was asleep within a few minutes. Fred sat down in a chair by Hermione's bed; a little bit later he and Jax were asleep. Isaiah had fallen asleep within minutes of George holding him. At a random moment George sneezed, accidentally waking him up.
"Hey, Isaiah, you're fine," George told him. "It's okay, you're safe with me."
Isaiah looked up at George with brown eyes. George smiled, and Isaiah did too.
"I'm your Uncle George," George said. "Welcome to the world."
O0O0O
A few days later, Hermione, Isaiah, and Jax were released from the hospital. The first place they went was the Burrow. Despite her outburst on Fred's previous visit (he hadn't been to the Burrow since Hermione's first appointment with Serenity after they found out she was pregnant), Mrs. Weasley looked happy to see him.
"Fred, I'm so sorry!" she said. "I was just so mad that you accidentally killed Ron—"
"Mum, it's fine," said Fred. "Meet your grandsons, Isaiah Arthur and Jax William Weasley."
"They look exactly like you, Fred," said Mrs. Weasley. "I'm so proud of both of you." She pulled Fred and Hermione into a hug.
"Little Jax hasn't exactly found his voice yet," said Hermione. "He'll find it soon enough. Until then, Isaiah's been crying for him. He just puts his hand on Jax to show us he's crying for his twin, not himself."
At that moment, Isaiah started crying. When they looked down at him he had tried to put his hand in Jax's carrier.
"Like that," said Hermione. Fred grabbed Jax, looking at Hermione.
"He doesn't need his diaper changed, I did that before we left. Please don't put me on diaper duty for at least three weeks," said Fred. Hermione laughed. "He's either hungry or just wants attention."
"Can I hold him?" asked Mrs. Weasley. Fred and Hermione nodded. Fred carefully gave Jax to Mrs. Weasley, and she smiled wider than Fred and George had ever seen.
"This reminds me of when I first held you, Fred," she explained, seeing Fred and George's confused faces. "And you too, George."
"What's all the noise about?" asked Ginny as she came down the stairs. "Fred!" she said as she spotted her older brother.
"Hey, Gin'!" said Fred, walking over to her and hugging her. "Would you like to meet your nephews?"
"N-Nephews?" asked Ginny.
"Yep," replied Fred. "I'm a dad. Mum's holding Jax William, and Isaiah Arthur is still in his carrier. Or, in Muggle terms, car seat."
"They look exactly like you," said Ginny as she walked over to Mrs. Weasley to look at Jax. She then knelt down to look at Isaiah, and he opened his eyes. Ginny put her finger by his hand and he grabbed it. She laughed as he started sucking on the tip of it.
"He likes you, Gin'," said Fred, chuckling. "Would you like to hold him?"
"Sure," said Ginny. Hermione put down Isaiah's carrier and Fred unbuckled his seat belt. He got him out, holding him behind his neck so he wouldn't get hurt.
"Okay, now position your arms like mine—" said Fred. Ginny positioned her arms, and Fred carefully placed Isaiah in her arms.
"He's so small," said Ginny.
"Just like you when you were born," said George, walking over to Ginny and messing up her hair.
"Hey!" said Ginny, messing up George's hair. "Don't make me hex you!"
"Okay, okay," said George, backing up from Ginny.
"We'll have to go in a few minutes," said Hermione. "If you wouldn't mind putting them back in their seats, just so we're ready to go, it'd be really helpful. Thanks," she said as Ginny and Mrs. Weasley put Isaiah and Jax back in their seats.
"I wonder if we could run down to the village and rent a car," said Fred, looking out the window at the village. "What? I can drive!"
"Okay, if you really want to," said Hermione. "Are you going to come, George?"
"Where're you going?" asked George, smiling.
"I wanted to see how long it takes to get from here to London," said Fred. "I've never traveled by car, except during school, but I forgot how long it took."
"'Kay," said George. "Let me grab a few things first." George went upstairs to get his stuff. When he came back down he had a backpack full of stuff. "What? I get bored easily!"
"And then you start making dumb jokes about scorpions and stuff like that," said Fred, rolling his eyes. "Come on, let's go try to find a car. George, leave your stuff here, we're coming back."
"Alright, fine," said George, putting his bag in a chair.
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A little while later, they'd gotten to London. George had done some amazing drawings while they were on the road, and he showed them to Isaiah, who'd laughed a little, and to Jax, who grinned.
"I think they like your drawings, mate," said Fred, smiling.
"That or they just enjoy my joke shop product design ideas," said George. "They're going to be real jokesters, these two. Enjoy finding out how Mum and Dad felt with us, Freddie. And you, Hermione."
It was raining, and because it was early November, when Hermione or George put their hand on the window, they pulled it back because it was so cold. Leaves were everywhere, even when they got to Diagon Alley. They got to the shop, and Isaiah and Jax were fast asleep.
"We still need cribs for them," said Hermione.
"Would you like me to run to a store in Muggle London and get one? I'll need to borrow some Muggle money, though," said Fred.
"Alright," said Hermione. After he had the money he got ready to leave, but Hermione stopped him. "Only spend that on a crib, got it?"
"Okay," Fred told her, "but what if I have extra and see something I like, like, really like?"
"Only a crib," repeated Hermione. When Fred left, Isaiah and Jax woke up. She Hermione grabbed them, handing Jax to George.
"I think Isaiah's hungry," said George, grinning. "Mother work!"
"Seriously?" said Hermione, laughing as she went to the back room to feed Isaiah.
"Hey, Jax," said George after Hermione left. He tickled Jax, and, for a minute, he was silently laughing. Then, he found his voice, and started laughing loudly.
"George, what are you doing to my son?" shouted Hermione.
"Helping him find his voice," said George.
A few minutes later Fred came back with a crib for the twins.
"Hey, Fred, c'mere," said George, using his hand to gesture towards where he was.
"I'm guessing you've been having fun with Jax?" said Fred, smirking.
"Watch," said George. He tickled Jax again, and he started laughing. "I helped him find his voice."
"Hermione's feeding Isaiah?"
"Yeah, he started to get fussy after you left," answered George. At that second Hermione walked out of the back room, holding a sleeping Isaiah.
O0O0O
A/N: Another pair of twins! I'm sorry, I had to. My imagination went crazy, that's why this chapter's so long. I got the name ideas from Fred and George's names, actually, because F comes before G in the alphabet and I comes before J. Fred's older than George, and Isaiah's older than Jax. So yeah... I'm trying to finish this whole story before school, so there'll (probably) only be two or three more chapters. Bye!