Over the next couple of months, three new additions made their way into the Weasley 's water broke late one July evening, waves of excruciating pressure starting in her back before moving to the front of her lower abdomen. Luckily, Draco was home and apparated him and his wife to the hospital. Once the pair arrived Ginny had Draco immediately owl her mother, asking for her to be there in the room with her as she gave birth to her baby. Over the next 48 hours, her belly began to feel tight and harden.
Ginny had all but hexed Draco into oblivion as her contractions hit her every two minutes. Draco tried his best to console his wife, placing a wet rag on her forehead before she shoved him away.
"Don't you touch me! Haven't you done enough already!" His wife snapped at him, gritting her teeth together as she continued to push out her unborn child.
"It's alright dear. That's it darling, soon enough you'll see your precious baby." Molly cooed, smoothing out her youngest child's sweaty, matted hair.
"It hurts!" Ginny cried, pushing with all her might; wishing her baby would quit being so damn stubborn and come out into the world.
"Come on Mummy, you're almost there! We can see your baby's head, just one more big push now!" Healer Moore told her in a calming manner.
"Draco, can you see our baby's head?" Ginny asked before letting out an ear-piercing scream as she gave one last push.
"I can see it, love." He told her, gawking at the disgusting goo atop his baby's head. At ten thirty a.m. on July 5th, 2001, Draco and Ginny welcomed their daughter, Cassiopeia Narcissa Malfoy into the world weighing seven pounds, seven ounces. Ginny stared at her daughter, tears welling in her eyes as she placed a kiss atop her newborn daughter's head. Cassiopeia, Cassie for short, was a mixture of her parents. Atop her head were thick strands of Strawberry Blonde hair, a cute button nose that resembled her mother, while her eyes were grey like her fathers.
Four weeks later, Luna had gone into labor during her weekly dinner at her father's, sending her husband into a panic.
"Luna! Where's the bag? Have you seen the baby bag? I can't find it!"
"It's on your shoulder you Git!"
Ron quickly looked at his right shoulder, the baby bag swinging on his arm. "Well, there it is."
Luna's labor went rather quickly more than Ginny's despite the fact she was having twins. By the time Luna had made it to St. Mungo's, she was four centimeters' dilated. "Ronald, make sure you get ahold of Harry and Hermione! They should be here!" Luna cried out grabbing hold of her rounded stomach as another wave of contractions hit.
"Will do, love. How about we get you settled into a bed first, eh?" Less than an hour later, the Lobby was filled with Weasley's, Potter and Lovegood's. Harry and Hermione were anxiously awaiting news of the twins and Luna when Ron walked out of the delivery room.
"Is my Luna alright!" Xenophilius asked his son-in-law, a look of worry etched upon his face.
"Despite the contractions and her various choice of words she has for me, she's doing rather well." Ron smiled, before turning his attention to his best friends. "She actually sent me out here, for you Hermione."
Hermione's jaw dropped open slightly, surprised that her best friend was asking for her to be with her during her labor. "She wants me in there?" She asked, nodding to the delivery room.
"Of course. You're her best friend and the godmother of our twins, she wants you in there when they are born. You're the closest thing she has to a sister."
Hermione's eyes welled, smiling broadly as her heart warmed with joy. "Of course, I'll come." She twisted against her husband, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. "I love you."
"I love you too." Harry replied, squeezing her hand gently before watching her disappear behind the door with their best friends.
Hermione took to Luna's left side, watching as she let out a small scream.
"This hurts, hurts more than anything I've ever gone through in my life." Luna cried, a contraction rippling throughout her body. "Hermione, thank Merlin you're here."
Luna grabbed hold of Hermione's hand with her left hand, gripping it tightly. Hermione winced slightly, placing her free hand on Luna's back as she rubbed small circles in the center.
"I wouldn't be anywhere else." She replied softly, listening as Luna cried out once more.
"How much longer until I can push these babies out of me?"
Healer Moore checked once again, examining Luna's cervix before lifting her head to meet Luna's silver eyes. "It's time." She told her with a smile before getting settled on her rolling chair.
"Hear that, Love? We're about to have us some babies!" Ron told her, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Trust me, I think I can tell."
"Anything you need me to do Luna?" Hermione asked, as Luna prepared to give her first push.
"Just hold my hand please." Luna begged. Hermione nodded her head slightly, her heart racing.
"Alright Luna, I need you to give me a nice big push okay?" Healer Moore told her.
"Okay." Luna grabbed hold of her husband's hand, squeezing it with all her might as she let out a scream as she began her first push.
"Good job, Luna. Your baby is getting closer, give me another push." Once more, Luna let out an ear-piercing scream, Hermione's hand turning white as Luna squeezed it.
"You're doing great, Luna. Almost there!" Hermione encouraged, trying like hell to not let her best friend see the pain etched on her face, seeing as Luna was suffering a far worse pain.
"AHHHH!" Luna cried, pushing as hard as she could in hopes of hearing her first son make his appearance in the world. As if on cue, the first of the twins made his arrival, his lungs letting out a cry that matched his mother's.
"Would you like to cut the umbilical cord, Daddy?" Healer Moore asked him as she held up his son. Ron nodded nervously before taking out his wand, muttering a rather shaky "Diffindo".
"Excellent job."
"Luna, we have our Sebastian!" Ron exclaimed, his face shining as bright as the sun. He watched the other healers clean off his son, swaddling him in a blue blanket. Healer Moore looked at Luna's cervix once more, looking to see where they were at with the next twin.
"Just a couple more minutes, Mummy before the next one arrives."
"I can't do this again. I can't." Luna said trying to get up out of her bed.
"Luna, look at me." Hermione told her, pushing her friend back into the bed. Luna's eyes met hers. "You are doing a fantastic job. Look at what you just did for Sebastian! You're a star, Luna and any minute now you will be welcoming Benjamin. You can do this." Hermione told her, taking a hand and resting it on the side of Luna's clammy face.
Luna looked from her best friend to her husband, who stood there beaming at her. "She's right, Love. As always."
"Alrighty, Luna it's time for another push." Healer Moore spoke, resting at the end of Luna's bed.
Luna took a deep breath, gripping hold of her husband and best friend once more as she pushed like hell, awaiting to see her next baby boy join them. Another loud cry echoed the walls as Benjamin Isaac Weasley emerged into the world. Once both the twins were checked over and weighed, the healers placed them into their parents' arms.
"Congratulations."
Hermione took a step back, watching as her best friends cooed over their newborn babies. At that moment, she knew deep within her she would have a child with Harry. No more would she spend her waking hours deep in depression, she'd fight like hell to make sure her body would do what it should do. Antonin Dolohov would not win, she refused to let that fucker take away her life as a mum. She would fight to stay with Harry, fight to make sure he had the proper family he'd dreamed about.
"Hermione?" She heard Luna call out to her. She shook her head, pushing away her thoughts for a moment, for today was about Ron and Luna. "Yes, Luna?"
"Would you like to meet your godson?"
Hermione's heart soared, a lump forming in the base of her throat as she walked quietly over to her friend's bedside once again. Luna placed her youngest son in Hermione's arms, watching as her aura became a different color than she had seen it in the last few months.
Hermione cradled the sleeping bundle in her arms, watching as he took his small breaths. She felt the baby wrap his tiny fist around her index finger as he continued to sleep. "He looks like you, Ronald." She whispered softly.
"Doesn't he? Both the boys resemble him quite well." Luna said, her hand carefully smoothing the top of Sebastian's head as Ron continued to stare dreamily at their son. "Would the two of you mind taking the boys out to meet the family? I can't move just yet and I'm rather knackered."
"Of course, we will." Ron told her as he kissed her on her lips before he and Hermione made their way out of the delivery room.
Harry sat in a navy-blue armchair, his knee bobbing up and down, anxious to see his wife. He figured going into the delivery room wouldn't be an easy task for her with how depressed she had been about her infertility, unknowing how she would feel once she watched their best friends' bring new lives into the world. He couldn't help but feel a bit envious at Draco, Ginny, Ron and Luna. How easy it was for them to be able to conceive while he and Hermione had spent the last few months trying like hell to conceive a baby of their own.
Harry drifted away from his thoughts as he heard the door open. He jumped up with the rest of his extended family as Ron and Hermione walked out of the delivery room, each carrying a sleeping baby in their arms.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you the newest Weasley's, Sebastian and Benjamin, born at 11 p.m. and 11:02 p.m. respectively on this night, August 1st,2001. Sebastian was 6 pounds, 5 ounces, and 21 inches long, while Benjamin was 5 pounds ,6 ounces, and 21 inches long." Ron announced proudly as his family surrounded them.
"May I?" Molly asked, sticking her arms out to hold her grandson. Ron obliged, handling Sebastian to his mother who was already smitten with the baby.
"Xenophilius, would you like to hold Benjamin?" Hermione asked, walking closer to her godson's grandfather. The elder man nodded his head excitedly as Hermione placed the sleeping baby in his arms.
"And my Luna, how is she?"
"She was magnificent. She's a bit tired so she sent Ron and I out here with the babies for you all to meet." She replied, watching as his body became more relaxed at the wondrous news of his daughter.
She backed away slowly, making her way towards her husband who was waiting for her, his arms open wide. She jumped into his arms, feeling a sense of security engulf her as his arms wrap around her.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, his head resting on her shoulder.
"Honestly, better than I have in a long time."
"Really?" He asked, surprise resonating in his voice. He lifted his head off her shoulder, looking into her warm, brown eyes.
"Really. I just can't help but feel as if everything is going to be okay for us. Watching Luna deliver the twins was amazing. I suppose you can say it gave me a bit of hope, something to fight for. I want to experience this with you, more than I've wanted anything in my life."
"And we will. You know, our anniversary is next month... Any idea on where you'd like to go?"
"I think I have a place in mind."