Hermione was ecstatic, over the moon with joy as she and Harry stood outside the door to her parents' home. She placed a hand over her abdomen, her heart swelling as her thoughts drifted to the two babies growing inside her womb. She was going to be a mother.
Harry caught sight of his wife staring into space as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body closer to him as he rested his hand atop hers. Such an immense weight had been lifted from their shoulders now that they were indeed pregnant. The couple heard a fit of laughter coming from inside the Granger residence, causing Hermione to stir from her thoughts and grin happily. "You ready, love?" Harry asked his wife as he raised his first to the door.
"More than ever." Harry nodded, gently knocking on the front door. No sooner than a minute later did the door open, Karen standing behind it as the presence of laughter etched on her face. "Harry, Hermione! What are the two of you doing here? Your father and I weren't expecting you to pick up Teddy for a couple more hours." Karen asked surprised, pushing back a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Well we just came from the Healers Office and we thought we'd stop by early." Hermione replied, noticing the smudge of flour residing on her mother's cheek. Karen's eyes went wide at the news. Ever since her daughter had given herself and Roger the heartbreaking news of her infertility she had spent countless mornings and nights praying for her daughter and son-in-law to get the news they most desperately wanted to hear.
"Please, come in." Karen told them, opening the door wider for the pair to enter. " Your father and Teddy are in the kitchen, placing the last of the cookies on the sheet to bake. Roger Teddy, Harry and Hermione are here!" She called out. With the sound of a chair scraping against the marble floor, a small figure appeared around the corner, his electric blue hair changing soft brown.
"Daddy, Mummy!" he cried excitedly. He ran down the halway, his arms open wide. Harry knelt down to his level and scooped him up in his arms, giving him a big hug. Over the last year, Teddy had noticed all the other children his age calling their parents "Mummy" or "Daddy".He knew he had biological parents who had died for him, to protect him as his godfather's parents had done, but he couldn't help but wonder if he was allowed to call Harry daddy.
*****FlashBack******
One evening while Harry and Hermione were visiting Teddy and Andromeda for dinner, Teddy had called Harry "Daddy" out of the blue. Harry, Hermione and Andromeda shared a look. Harry felt unsure of how to approach the subject with Teddy, since ever since the lad could talk he's only ever called him "Uncle Harry". Andromeda stood up from her place from the table and walked over to her three-year-old grandson.
"What did you say, baby?" Andromeda had asked quietly, raking her fingers through his hair.
"Daddy." Teddy repeated, pointing his finger in Harry's direction. His grandmother smiled softly, tears welling in her eyes. Harry opened his mouth to speak, yet nothing came out. Hermione grabbed hold of his hand, squeezing it lightly.
"That's right, That's your Daddy Harry." She replied, her eyes flickering to Harry who continued to sit there quietly, unable to speak. Andromeda summoned a photograph from the next room, holding it in front of her grandson and asked him, "Do you know who this man is?"
"Yes, that's my Daddy Remus." Teddy responded as he touched Remus face. "And that's my Mummy, Dora. They died when I was a baby because there was a bad man trying to take over our world."
"That's right love, they did." She told him, placing a tender kiss upon his forehead. Andromeda stood up, her attention now focused on Harry. "Don't worry Harry, Teddy and I have already had the discussion a few days ago when he overheard the other kids call their parents mummy and daddy. He knows who his biological parents are and what they died for. He also understands that his parents named you his godfather and left him in your care if something were to happen to me. I told him I wouldn't think anything less of you or Hermione if he started calling you mum and dad, but it would be his choice and his alone. Aside from myself, the two of you are the closest thing he has to parents."
*******End of Flashback*******
"How are you doing Squirt? Enjoying time with your grandparents this weekend?" Harry asked as he placed Teddy back on the ground.
"Nana and Papa Granger are the bestest! They took me to the park then to the Cinema yesterday, and today we played some board games and baked cookies!" Teddy explained, giving his mummy and daddy a rundown of his weekend.
"It's pronounced 'best', Love." Hermione corrected her godson, as she tapped him on the nose with her finger, kneeling down to place a kiss on his cheek. Hermione looked up and saw her father enter the living room.
"Harry, Hermione." Roger greeted as he pulled his son-in-law and daughter into a hug. "What brings you both over so early?"
"They went to see the Healer today, Sweetheart." Karen informed her husband, placing a hand on his arm.
"Did you now?" He asked, worry filling the sound of his voice. "Well, why don't we all sit down in the living room and you can tell us about your visit." Harry and Hermione looked at one another and nodded. Hermione took Teddy by the hand and lead him to couch, placing him on her lap as Harry took a seat next to her while her parents sat on the arm chairs.
"So how did your appointment go today dear?"Karen asked, cutting to the chase as she straightened out her white apron.
"It went rather well actually. We found out some rather interesting news."
"Oh?"
"What news?"
The elder Grangers asked in unison, hope filling in their hearts as their eyes darted back and forth between the pair, anxiously awaiting the news.
"Well, I had been feeling rather under the weather as of late and Harry was afraid that it had something to do with the fertility potions I had been taking over the course of the last few months." Hermione began, signaling to Harry to continue.
"So, I had her arrange an appointment with our Healer to keep me from wearing holes in our bedroom carpet. We ended up getting an appointment, obviously, and once Healer Moore finished performing her tests and asking questions, she had her answer immediately." Harry finished as he threaded his fingers with his wife's.
"And?"
"What did the Healer say?"
Hermione grinned from ear to ear as she and her husband shared a look. "We're pregnant!" They announced excitedly. Karen leapt up out of her arm chair, jumping up and down as she clapped her hands together. "Oh thank heavens! Did you hear that Roger? Our Hermione is pregnant!" She exclaimed, happiness bursting within her at the news.
"That's fantastic news, Pumpkin. A baby!"
"Actually," Hermione began. "We are having twins." Karen and Roger's jaw about hit the floor at the revelation. Karen placed a hand over her beating chest, feeling the pace pick up from all the excitement.
"Twins!" She squealed, her heart all a flutter. Roger stood behind his wife, resting a hand on her shoulder, a broad smile spread across his face.
Teddy looked amongst the four adults, tilting his head to the side as he tried to understand what the adults were so happy about. "Twins? What's twins?"
Harry and Hermione turned their attention to their godson, his blue eyes full of curiosity.
"Roger, why don't we go in the kitchen and ring the Hendersons? They'll be delighted at the news." Karen suggested, hinting to her husband that they should give the three of them some company.
"Right behind you dear."
Once Karen and Roger were in the kitchen, Hermione cleared her throat as she tried to think of how to tell a three-year-old there would be two new additions to the family in around seven and a half months time.
"Well Squirt," Harry began, "Twins are two babies that grow inside Mummy's tummies for a period of time until they are ready to come out and join us in our world." Harry placed his hand over Hermoine's abdomen, Teddy's gaze following his hand.
"So, they're in there? In Mummy Hermione's tummy?"
"That's right, baby." Hermione said, her fingers raking through her godson's hair. "You're going to be a big brother soon."
"A big brother!" Teddy exclaimed, his face lightening up like a christmas tree.
"Yes, a big brother. You're going to be help mummy and I take care of the babies when they come along."
"When? Tomorrow?" Harry chuckled. "No son, not tomorrow. In a few short months."
"I can't wait! I'm going to be the bestest big brother ever!" He cried, wrapping his arms around Hermione's waist. Hermione sighed softly, she hadn't the heart to correct the young boy a second time, not while he was so happy about the new babies.
"You most certainly are."
"I do have a question though." He told his godparents as he pulled back from their hug.
"What's that, Teddy?" Harry asked, raising a brow.
"How are babies made?"