Oh dear lord, it's been…. 6 months since I updated this one. Gosh…. This was probably the first story I published that felt proud of. Means a lot to me, in short. Sorry for the incredibly long wait, I've been focusing on other stories and... well... my life.
Disclaimer: Nope. I have nothing.
Beta'ed by Sophia Lena Duchannes Riddle
By the way, we're going to skip ahead to month five. So, Hermione is 21 weeks (5 ½ months) and Ginny is 14 weeks (almost 4 months)
(Hermione pov)
"Hermione, love, don't cry," Draco shushed me, rubbing my back as I stained his shirt with tears. "It's okay."
"But I- I can't even-" I stuttered.
We were getting ready to go eat lunch.
Of course, Ginny had taken me shopping last week for new clothes. I hadn't worn anything but sweats for the past few weeks, staying at home all day. Usually I worked from home anyway. I was the head of S.P.E.W. and had enough employees that I didn't need to come to work everyday. I only went in about once a week, but now that I was five months, I had the option of maternity leave. I was set to take it at six months, but I had someone else cover my weekly visits to the ministry just in case. I had already fallen asleep in a meeting once, and that was not going to happen again.
And now, in my mind, I had just realized something terrible.
After I had gotten into a sundress, I went to put on my flats. I had been wearing slippers for three weeks, so I didn't really need to put on shoes. But low and behold, I couldn't see my feet anymore unless I really tried.
"It's okay, love. You can just wear your flip flops." Draco tried to console me.
"That's not the point!" I snapped, sitting up and looking at him while wiping my tears. "I'm fat and disgusting!"
"Love, you're not-"
"Yes, I am!" I yelled. "I'm a mess! I haven't had a decent night's sleep in a month, there are bags under my eyes, my stomach is getting bigger by the minute, and I've already gained 10 pounds! Not to mention the fact that my breasts are huge!"
It was true, though. I had been a B cup since I was fifteen, and now my bra wouldn't even fit.
"Love, please calm down-"
"I will not calm down!" I yelled again, putting my face in my hands. "I don't even know how you can kiss me when I look like this."
"Hey," He said gently, raising my chin with his index finger. "I don't ever want to hear you say that about yourself again."
"But it's-"
"No, it's not," He smiled at me. "You're pregnant, Hermione. You're growing not one, but two people inside of you. I think that gives you the right not to look perfect."
"So you do think I'm disgusting-"
"No, I didn't say that." He interrupted me again. He then my both of his hands on my protruding stomach and smiled. "You're carrying my kids, love. You're giving me something I never thought I would have. In my book, you're the sexiest, most beautiful woman alive. No matter what size you are, I'll never stop thinking that."
I blushed like mad and placed my hands on top of his. "But I don't feel like beautiful, or sexy, or even remotely like you think I look."
"Doesn't matter. You still look like all of those things, and more." He kissed my nose, making me giggle. "I know what you need."
"Draco, where are you-?"
He silenced me with a soft kiss and smirked his way out of the room, grabbing his cell phone on the way out. 20 minutes later, Ginny was bounding into my room, her skin paler than usual, and her stomach poking out a bit.
"Ginny, what are you doing here?" I asked, smiling as she laid down next to me on the bed.
"Are you kidding me? This is the first human contact I've had with someone other than my son and my husband in three weeks, and the first adult conversation I've had in two weeks. The only thing I can do is feed, bathe and console James all day," She groaned. "So when Draco offered to watch him for the day, I did not hesitate to say yes."
I laughed, smiling at the thought. That would be me soon.
"Well, I'd take that any day." I replied. "I haven't slept properly in a month, I've gained ten pounds, and I can't even see my feet anymore. My torso is littered with stretch marks, I fall asleep before Draco comes home from work, wake up just in time to see him leave, and on top of all that, the babies started kicking last week and I have to get up every two hours to use the loo, thus causing my back to feel like someone's kicking me constantly."
"Ha!" Ginny laughed, covering her mouth as she snorted in to her hand. "Merlin, that sucks. Thank God that this baby is much more mellow than the first. James, the little bugger, loved to kick the bloody crap out of me. Plus his feet were right near my ribs, so it felt like I was having a heart attack! And don't even get me started on the heart burn!"
"I know! After eating spaghetti for dinner last night, I thought someone had lit a match in my chest!" I laughed with her. "I looked like you look when you were 7 months pregnant, Gin. I'm bloody huge."
"You're having twins, Mia. Of course you're huge," Ginny said, patting my arm as we stared at the ceiling.
We just laid there for a while, each of us breathing and trying to make sense of what was happening in our crazy mixed up world. Ginny had been through this before, but I hadn't. This was so new to me… and frankly, I didn't know if I could do it.
"What's it like, Ginny?" I whispered, feeling tears spring to my eyes.
"What's what like?" She whispered back.
"Having a baby," I said. "I don't know if I'm cut out for this, Gin. I'm an only child, I don't know anything about children, and suddenly, I'm going to have two of them. I…. I really don't want to ruin them."
"Hermione, stop crying," She said firmly, wiping the tears from my eyes and sitting up, pulling me up with her. "I want you to listen, okay?"
I nodded.
"When I found out I was pregnant with James, I was terrified. Happy, but terrified. I didn't know what I was going to do with a baby. I knew Harry would be the best dad in the world, but I wasn't so sure about me. I was afraid that the baby would hate me, or I'd do something wrong, or I would accidentally hurt him or something like that. And when I went into labor, I secretly wanted nothing more than to keep James inside me, but I knew I would have to have James and try to be the best mother I could be."
"But I don't think I can."
"Yes, you can and you will." She said firmly, patting my knee. "That's what I thought. 'What am I going to do? What if I mess up? What if there's something wrong with him and it's my fault?' I beat myself up about what a terrible mother I was going to be. And the day I fainted because of my heart thing, I thought I was going to die. And I thought James was going to die with me. I'd never been so scared."
I sighed and looked down, slowly rubbing circles in my stomach.
"But when I woke up and the nurse put James in my arms, I knew I would do anything to keep him safe." She whispered to me, smiling, her eyes beginning to glisten with tears. "I can't really describe it to you, Mia. It was like every single doubt in my mind was erased, and the only thing left was my son. I could never recall seeing something so beautiful. He's half Harry and half me. I knew I'd do anything for him, and try as hard as I could to keep him happy and safe."
"I worry everyday about him. I worry whether or not he's eating enough, sleeping enough, moving enough or breathing well enough. I worry so much it hurts. But at the end of the day, I know he's happy. I know he's loved and that he'll always be loved," She said, finally crying with me. "That's all I can ask for, you know? I'll worry about other things when I get there. Right now, I just take things a day at a time."
She finished talking and wiped her tears, smiling at me when I looked up at her. I laughed at her crookedly amusing smile, making her grab my hands and squeeze them tightly.
"This is the easy part, isn't it?" I asked, half smiling.
"I'm afraid it is, Hermione. I'm afraid it is." She replied, smiling right back.
After that, we switched to lighter topics. Such as: how Draco and Harry always said the wrong things, cravings we've had, and baby clothes. When we talked about names, Ginny told me they had already picked out names.
"Albus if it's a boy and Amelia if it's a girl."
When she asked me, I had no answer.
"Full term for twins is roughly around 36 weeks, ya know. You don't have a lot of time left so I'd at least be thinking about names."
I decided to talk about it with Draco when he got home and Ginny left.
The next three hours was spent watching movies, eating, doing our toenails, eating, talking about baby things, eating, laughing about the things our husbands did…. Did I mention eating? Yeah, I felt like a starving bear.
Draco came home around 5 o'clock, stating James had taken a nap and was hungry. When he came into the house, he held a very awake and grumpy toddler in his arms.
"Jamie!" Ginny squealed, bounding toward James with a smile on her face. As soon as James saw Ginny, he cracked the biggest smile and began to giggle. "How's mummy's boy been today?"
"Cranky." Draco deadpanned.
"Yeah, well, get used to it." Ginny rolled her eyes, putting James on her hip and grabbing her purse. "Come on Jamie, let's go see daddy! Bye Hermione! Thanks, Draco!"
Ginny left the apartment, leaving Draco and I alone in the living room.
"So did you have fun today, love?" Draco said, kissing me on the forehead and sitting down next to me on the couch.
"Yeah, I did. Thank you for that." I said, kissing his cheek. "So… I think we should start talking about where we're going to live and things like that."
"Why wouldn't we live here?"
"Draco, this is an apartment. As in, one bedroom. We need something bigger, sweetie." I explained.
"Okay, we can start looking at houses on my next day off. What else did you want to talk about?" He asked.
"Baby names." I smiled.
"Well that one's easy! We'll name our boy Scorpious, and our girl Narcissa." He said, as if it were nothing.
"Excuse me?" I asked, flabbergasted.
"What? I'm just saying that-"
"What if I don't want to name my kids Scorpious and Narcissa? Granted, I love your mom, but I don't want to name our kids either of those things."
"But I want to! Scorpious Malfoy has a ring to it!" He pouted.
"Fine, we'll vote on it-" I said.
"Okay, fine. I vote we name our kids-"
"Oh wait, you didn't let me finish." I smirked. "We each get one vote, but I get an extra vote for carrying the babies-"
"But that's not fair-"
"And another one for having to push said babies out of a hole the size of a sickle. So, with my three votes against yours…. We're picking different names." I smiled, watching him pout.
"Fine." He groaned, crossing his arms.
"Aw drakey poo, don't be so sad," I cooed, pinching his cheeks for good measure. "Just because our kids won't be named Scorpious and Narcissa, doesn't mean they won't be awesome kids. Because they wil be."
"Damn straight." He said, pinning me on the couch and kissing my neck. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to show you how much I've missed you."
And with that, he picked me bridal style and carried me toward our room.
"Sure I'm not too heavy?" I asked self-consciously, watching him struggle with the door knob.
"You're not heavy," He said, finally kicking open the door. "You're my wife."
"You did not just say that ridiculously cheesy line!" I laughed as he set me down on the bed.
"Oh, but I did," He said, shutting the door. "and you love me anyway."
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A/N: Ah yes, our happy couple is still very happy. Thanks for reading, guys! What will happen is, I'm going to ask you to leave your baby names in the a review. I'll pick names from the reviews. Anyway, thanks for reading! Review and don't forget to leave your baby names! -Nikki a.k.a.- Twipotterfreak28
P.S.- Sorry, but the girl's middle name is already filled. The middle name will be Sophia, after my lovely beta, Sophia Lena Duchannes Riddle.
P.S. 2- The 28th was my FanFiction anniversary! It'e been a year since I joined this lovely site! Yay me!