Chapter Ten:

In the morning, Draco wakes first and watches his lovely mate sleep. He doesn't blame her for wanting to; it has been a stressful two weeks. He drops a light kiss on her lips and lightly rubs her belly, saying good morning to their child. Just the thought brings a lazy smile to his face. His mate is carrying his child. That is enough to make any veela happy.

He shifts down in the bed and kisses her stomach. "Hey in there, I am you're daddy. Don't worry; I will keep you and your momma safe and happy. Momma is waking up; we'll talk some more later." Draco kisses her stomach again and is lying against his pillow when Hermione's mind clicks on.

He gathers her to his chest and kisses her head. "Morning Love, did you sleep well?" He asks as he pushes some of her unruly curls aside.

"Yes Draco." Hermione is feeling bloated again. Not that she would tell Draco. According to her calendar, she is not due for three more weeks. She kisses Draco and walks into the en suite bathroom. When she closes the door, she leans against it and casts a pregnancy spell on herself. The light flashes yellow for positive and then pink for female. Hermione breathes in and then gasps when a blue light also flashes. Twins? Neither side has multiples. Hermione decides to tell Draco to take the day off, because they need to find an obstetric healer.

Draco is waiting in bed when she opens the door. "Honey, how strong is your sense of smell?" She asks.

"Strong enough to tell when my woman is ready for me." His mouth slides into his old smirk. "Or are you asking if I could tell that you are pregnant? Your scent changes, so yes I can. I smelled the difference last night when I pulled you closer to me. How are you feeling? I know it's early yet." He reaches out a hand to her.

Hermione climbs back into bed and snuggles into his embrace once again. "At least I know this time. Plus, I am glad that you are still in bed."

"Oh really, and why is that?" Draco drags her closer, but pulls his head away to leer at her.

"Well, I want to make sure that your body is comfortable when you head checks out."

Draco is now intensely curious. "Why would that happen?"

"Strange things happen when a witch tells a wizard that he is going the father of twins." Hermione's grin is the last thing Draco sees.

He slumps over, passed out. She works his body down so he is resting on the pillow again. She is laughing when he comes back around. "We are having twins? As in two babies?" He asks while looking into her eyes. Hermione nods. She lays her head on his shoulder when he reaches for her again. "Thank you Hermione. We are going to be a real family. I know my parents love each other and me, but I grew up afraid of my father. It took you getting hurt to wake me up. I don't want to be their "Father", I want to be their "Daddy"." He caresses her face. "I love you."

"I love you too, Draco. You will be a great daddy and you even get your own "DLG"." Hermione borrows his signature smirk and laughs at his confused expression.

"DLG?"

"Daddy's Little Girl. We are having one of each." Hermione tells him.

A slow smile spreads across Draco's face as he thinks about having a daughter. They are having both a little princess to shower with gifts and a son to carry on his family's name. For all the shit that has gone so wrong, his life is starting to turn around for the better. Immediately, he starts to think like the father of a little girl. No one will ever be good enough for his little girl.

"I see you like the idea." Hermione's quiet voice brings him back. "Draco, are you doing anything today that is terribly important?" She didn't want to pull him from a meeting.

"No why?"

"I would like to find an obstetric healer, so I can make sure I am doing everything to keep these babies healthy." Hermione feels she owes it to Jasen to make sure that his siblings are alright.

"I will go with you. I want to go to every appointment." Draco pulls her head up. "Let's get dressed, some food into you and then go to St. Mungo's." Draco wraps his arms around her. "I am truly happy that my children's mother is you."

They get out of bed, dressed and walk into the kitchen to get breakfast going for them, Charlie and the three remaining guests. Hermione has trained both Draco and Charlie how to check people in and out. Draco has convinced her to hire a housekeeper, saying they can afford to pay one person a full time and one a part time pay check. "That would leave you only the magical rooms to clean and the cooking." It gave them time together.

Charlie has built the ten magical rooms already, slated for the year and framed out and roofed ten mundane rooms. It's been a longer time because he can't use any magic to do it.

Because his room and board is covered by the Inn, Charlie has been sacking the pay checks away. Hermione and Draco have been really generous with his pay. He is almost making half of his old pay.

He starts up his truck and drives to London for more supplies. He stops at the Leaky Cauldron for lunch. When he walks in, he spots his mother berating Fred and George about something. Molly Prewett and Ginny were disowned by his father. Being the spare, Charlie feels the need to save his brothers from the wrath of Molly.

"Why would you not stand up for you sister? You sat there and let your father kick her and me out of the family. I always knew you were not worth my efforts." Charlie apperates to Gringotts and gets Bill. They both come to the twins' rescue. Once she sees him, she rounds on Charlie.

"Where in Hell, have you been? We have been looking for you everywhere."

"You mean, I was not under you thumb. My brothers have always known where I was. I imagine that Hermione and Draco have told Father. I am able to be useful to someone and Hermione is a generous boss. At the end of the month, I will get my benefits package. She gave me documents for the mundane world; I have health insurance, including eye and dental. Whatever those are. I get two weeks of vacation time and two weeks of sick time a year. They said that when the Inn is built up, I can stay on as a maintenance man and grounds keeper. She even trained me on how to run the front desk, if I ever need to. I live there for free and my meals are included." Charlie tells her.

Bill takes over. "You forfeited your rights to being in any of our lives when you did what you did to Harry. Leave the twins alone. They have good heads on their shoulders and us to turn to if they need to." He glares at the woman that birthed him. "You are lucky that Father just disowned your brat and divorced you. You could have been thrown into Azkaban." He bites out, before slapping down some money and telling the twins that they should go back to their shop.

Bill hugs his three brothers in apology and goes back to work. Charlie orders a meal to go and heads to the bank, to deposit his pay check in his account. He waves to Bill on his way out and walks back through the pub to pick up his lunch and then go to the building store.

On the way home, Charlie stops at the general store. He noticed that they were getting low on milk. Charlie picks up two gallons and finishes his drive home. He chuckles at how the cashier purred at him when he paid for the milk.