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Here is one of my Latest!!!
Title: Granger's Girls.
By: Hogwartsgirl007
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Fred/Hermione, Charlie/Hermione (mentions of Ron/Hermione)
Summary: They blamed her and she left. When Hermione's twin girls show up at Hogwarts, they all freak. But, do they have the right? The girls have plans of their own when things start to get out of hand.
A/N: A nasty side to some of the sweetest characters out of JKR's HP.
Part One: Granger’s Girls.
Ron sat next to Harry, the DADA Professor three years running, bored out of his mind and absolutely starving. Ron was taking a year off being a Quidditch coach to the professional teams to teach at Hogwarts while Rolonda Hooch went on sabbatical. The first years were taking forever to be sorted
“Granger, Abigail!”
Ron sat up so fast his head nearly collided with Harry’s in their haste to make sure that they had heard correctly. Ron nearly fainted when he saw a young girl with cropped red hair approach the chair.
“Gryffindor!” the hat screamed. Ron’s blood was boiling.
“Who the hell is that girl’s father?” Ron whispered harshly into Harry’s ear.
“Dunno, but I think that it may… but wouldn’t she have told me?” Harry’s attention had drifted off as quickly as it had come. Ron sat back and glowered at the girl
“Granger, Gabriella!”
Ron really did faint this time.
“Gryffindor!” Gabriella smiled and joined her sister.
After the Feast…
“Miss Grangers! Can you two stay behind for a moment?” Harry did his best to not let his voice crack. Ron was tapping his foot impatiently.
“Yes Professor…”
“Potter.”
“Yes Professor Potter?”
“We were wondering if your mother is Hermione Granger.” Harry smiled and both girls smiled back.
“Yes” the one on the left answered.
“Who is your father?” Ron knelt down to their level.
“Well” The one on the right began.
“We like to call him dad” finished the one on the left.
“Sometimes Daddy when we want something.”
“Or father when we are mad.”
“Or the meanest person on earth when he grounds us.”
“Sometimes the coolest person on earth when he takes us to quidditch games.” The girls finished their monologue and smiled at Ron whose ears were bright red.
“Who. Is. Your. Father?” Ron looked close to losing it.
“Our. Father. Is. Our. Dad.”
“Will. That. Be. All?”
“We. Need. To. Find. Our. Dormitory.”
“Go, Go.” Harry nodded to them and dragged Ron away.
“I am going to go find Hermione tonight. I cannot believe that she did this to Charlie!!” he stormed off leaving a flustered Harry to run after him.
FLASHBACK…
“You ok there Hermione?” Charlie steadied her up the stairs that she was attempting to jump up.
“Me? I am fine you handsome tamer of Dragons… grrrrr.” She giggled and threw herself onto him, inhaling the scent of his neck.
“Handsome am I?”
“Yes Charlie. Sexy. And hard. Well I don’t know if your penis is hard but your muscles are.” She ran her hands along his chest. Charlie chuckled and pulled her into his room at the top of the stairs.
“My penis is very hard Hermione.”
“mmmm. I want to see it.” Now Charlie knew that she was NEVER like this while sober. But, as it happens, Charlie had drunk his fair share as well as was not thinking clearly. He pulled down his jeans and boxers without second thought and she gasped.
“Wanna shag? He he that shounded corny.” She began removing her clothes and then plopped on his bed and opened her legs. Charlie needed no second guesses as to what she wanted.
So they fucked. Charlie took her on his bed. When they fell off he shagged her on the floor. After they recovered, he picked her up and took her for the final time against the wall.
In the morning, Hermione and Charlie woke up. Charlie freaked. He threw her out of his room and when he came downstairs he blamed her. He said that she tricked him into having sex. He then told her to her face that she was a slut for sleeping with him. She was Ron’s girl and he would never do that to his brother.
Hermione was so embarrassed that she left. Mrs. Weasley literally chased her out when she found out.
END FLASHBACK.
“MUM! DAD! EVERYONE! GET DOWN HERE!! I HAVE BIG NEWS!” Ron shouted as he headed to the fireplace to call the twins and Charlie. Bill and Fleur were still there from supper not long ago. Percy was also home, working with Arthur on a project for work.
Ten minutes later everyone was seated and Ron looked around and he looked more serious than anyone had ever seen him.
“Hermione has Twin girls attending Hogwarts this year. They both have red hair.” He sat down and folded his hands waiting for it to click in. Fred and George were trying to suppress snorts of laughter. Charlie and Molly stood up at the same time and began shouting. Only Fred and George did not join in the debate until Bill noticed that they were just watching.
“What do you two think about this?”
Everyone quieted.
“We knew. Not big news to us.” Fred sat back.
To save time, Molly and Charlie nearly tried to beat it out of Fred and George.
“Why the hell did you two not tell me that she got pregnant?” Charlie had his fists curled. Fred and George stood defiantly.
“You said that she was the biggest mistake that you had ever made. You then proceeded to tell Ronniekins here that if she had gotten pregnant because of it, that you would kill yourself.”
“So, being the best brothers that we are…”
“We didn’t tell you.”
“Abby and Gabby are family to us.”
“Ya we didn’t have a problem with you sticking your prick in her.”
“She didn’t either.”
“And technically you wanted to seeing as you must have gotten hard enough to fuck her into the wall.”
“And don’t tell us any different as we saw your hand grips on her hips.”
“Not really her fault that you didn’t cast the charm.”
“She drank more than Bill did. And he didn’t wake for two days.”
“SO DON’T YOU DARE INSULT HER OR HER CHILDREN AGAIN IN OUR PRESENSE!!” they turned and stormed out of the burrow leaving the very shocked Weasleys behind.
Charlie put his head in his hands and slumped down.
“I want to see my kids.”
“And I want to see my grandchildren! How dare she keep them from my boy and me?” Molly looked furious.
Charlie stood up. “I am going to the school tomorrow to meet the girls. I will then go to the ministry…”
“Like hell you will.” Fred and George popped back into the argument as though sensing that everyone would come to this conclusion.
“I am the father. I have rights.”
“Actually, Hermione has full custody.”
“How?” Molly was shaking now.
“George and I testified that Charlie was an unfit and un-wanting parent. As we are brothers, our word was taken. Hermione had full custody. We took her to Australia to have the babies because their laws are different there.” Fred ducked in time to miss the punch that Charlie swung at him.
“Charlie! Fuck off! You didn’t want her. You said that you wouldn’t want the children. Mum.” George turned on her “you chased her out of the house and called her a slut. You both get NO say in what happens!”
“Why the hell do you care so much Fred, George?” Ron finally piped up.
George and Fred chuckled darkly. Fred spoke up.
“Because Ronniekins, I am engaged to Hermione.”
With that they vanished.
Part Two:
Granger’s Girls: When the world comes crashing down…
“Fred? Is that you?” Hermione poked her head around the railing so that she was hanging low enough to see past the ceiling into the living room.
“Hermione. You owe me 10 galleons.” Fred laughed as he listened to her curse as she thumped down the stairs.
“He figured it out already? I really thought it would take him a while.” She sat plopped down beside him and he wrapped his arm around her.
“Well, now everyone knows. And they know about the engagement to boot.”
Hermione let out a long breath and nodded her head.
“How did the family take it?”
“George was not surprised.” Hermione burst out laughing and shoved him so he fell sideways.
“That hurt!” Fred pouted and rubbed his side.
“Git.”
“That was uncalled for. Ok, here it goes. Ginny was in shock the whole time. Fleur stayed out of it. So did dad come to think about it. Bill asked a lot of questions so I am not too sure how he feels. Percy also stayed out of it. Mum is ready to kill you. Charlie is going to punch the wall of my room out in the Burrow and Ronniekins was being his loving self. Oh, and Fred defended thy ladies honor and his incredibly handsome twin did as well.”
“Well that is nice to know.”
“It will be ok Hermione.”
Fred waited for an answer. Hermione was afraid to lose the twins. He could see the emotions roll across her face as she imagined the Toad Umbridge banning her from ever seeing Abby and Gabby again.
“Hermione, the twins know. You gave them the choice. I didn’t tell my family that but…” he trailed off and pulled her into a hug. Her tears seemed to burn a hole through his shirt.
“Will he try to take my babies from me?”
“I don’t know Mione bear. You might have to share them though. Technically he is the father.” Fred knew a second too late that he had said the wrong thing as Hermione pushed him away.
“He is no father to Abby and Gabby. You are their father and nothing will change that.”
“I know Mione but…”
“No buts! If he wants my babies, he is going to have to pull some magic out of places it should never come from. I was saving this for Christmas…” Hermione jumped up and moved to the bookshelf in the back. She pulled out Hogwarts: A History. Fred paled.
“Why do I have to read that?” Hermione laughed at the whine in his voice.
“You don’t have to read it, don’t worry. I remember the last time I tried to make you read it.”
“Ya. I don’t feel like falling into a coma again anytime soon. That book is dangerous.” She rolled her eyes at him and pulled out a piece of paper. Fred read it and, this is the only time he will ever admit to doing it so everyone, get your diaries out: Fred’s eyed watered.
“I would be honored Hermione.” He pulled her into a bone crushing hug and tried to kiss her at the same time. It looked better than it felt.
“Hey! Mike and Ike! Knock it off! I need your help!” the fiery green George was turning his back to watch whatever was going on, on his side of the connection.
“What’s wrong?”
“Mum.”
“Come through.” Hermione jumped up and closed the floo connection as soon as George stumbled out of the fireplace.
Fred was on alert. “George mate, you were not at Wheezes, please say she is not there by herself.”
“No, No. the Minister of Magic couldn’t get in there. I was at Alicia’s house. She was forcing Bill to take down the wards. He sent me the warning one though. So I knew that I had to get out of there before she got me. Fred, why were you watering?”
“Abby and Gabby signed the form so Hermione now shares custody of them with me.”
“Awwwww. Ok group hug! We can forget about psycho red head for a minute! ” George pulled them together and bounced like a child causing Hermione to laugh and Fred to mist again.
“What the hell are we going to do about Charlie?” Hermione asked after they were in bed.
“I am not thinking about that right now.” Fred pinned her beneath him “I want you Hermione.”
“You have me Fred.” He laughed and released her hands to kiss her. As she wrapped her legs around him she could feel how hard he really was. It always amazed Hermione that Fred could last as long as he did. He hardly ever let her come less than twice before he would allow himself to.
“Fred…”
“Mmmm.”
“You’ve had a tough night, shouldn’t I be the one to take care of you?”
“No.” he looked up from his task of removing her nightgown. “You gave me those girls that I love so much Hermione. But you know what I do want?”
“What?” Hermione whispered. She was hoping that he would say it…
“I want one of my own. I mean I love Abby and Gabby like my own but…” Hermione turned the tables and Fred found himself with Hermione pinning him below her
“I want another one too.” She flung her nightgown off and smiled as she felt Fred grow even harder.
“Now.” Was all he said and flipped them again and in one swift motion, had himself buried to the hilt inside her. Hermione loved every second, every stroke, as Fred pounded into her proclaiming his love and thanking Merlin. Gods she was close. What sent her over the edge was when Fred pushed in as far as he could go and ground against her. Gods, it never failed to send her over the edge. Fred came moments later.
“Couldn’t wait.” He managed in between breaths. Hermione laughed and snuggled in closer to him.
“Sleep. Gods Fred. I couldn’t come again if I wanted to.”
“It was pretty amazing.” Fred was falling asleep as he said this. Hermione loved to watch Fred do this. It was amazing to watch his face relax and knowing that you did that to him.
“Hey guys, I know that the girls are gone but could you practice the silencing charms? I have no inclination what’s so ever of listening to Fred grunt like that again. Hermione, you can moan like that any time you like.” Fred laughed and Hermione turned a bright shade of red and attempted to flick George.
“Play nice Herms.” George wagged his finger at her and continued to eat.
Harry’s owl Hedwig came soaring into the kitchen a few minutes later. Hermione sighed.
“I was waiting for this one.”
Hey Mione,
I feel bed that you couldn’t tell me you had gotten pregnant. I never agreed with what they did but as I am married to Ginny… well you can understand that I couldn’t abandon my wife. I cannot lose my only family.
I had realized that my family had cost me my best friend but Ginny had gotten pregnant a few months later and to be honest, I forgot about everything.
I will look after your girls the best I can. I wish I could have been there for you. Fred, you will be pleased to know that they are already pissing Severus off and made good friends with peeves.
Hermione, I still love you, you are the sister I never had and I want her back. Can we have dinner on Saturday? My treat and I promise, no other Weasleys other than Ginny. Let me know.
Love,
Your Brother, Harry.
“How did they manage to piss Snape off?” Fred wondered out loud.
“Can Ginny be trusted to not tell Molly?” Hermione was re-reading the letter, her heart happy that Harry didn’t hate her.
“It’s only eleven and Harry wrote this earlier… how the hell are they friends with peeves?” George had snatched the letter to read.
“They are my girls alright.” Fred smiled “and yes Ginny can be trusted. She’ll want to hear it before making any decisions.”
Meanwhile, at the Burrow…
“Percy? Is that you?” Molly had her back turned as she was preparing a soup for lunch.
“Yes Mother. I got the files. You’re not going to be happy.” Percy dropped the files onto the table and pushed his horn-rimmed glasses back onto his nose.
“Thank you dear, are you going to stay for lunch?”
“I have to get back. I shall see you at dinner?”
“Bye dear.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek and sat down to read the files.
Charlie flooed in from Romania again at his other’s request. He was not sure what he wanted to do except that he had to talk to Hermione.
“Fred, it seems, decided to leave out some information about the twins.” Molly Weasley never fumed. Never stomped and never snarled like professor Snape. Charlie was tempted to ask who she was but was afraid of getting his balls chopped off. His heart dropped into his stomach as he read the papers
“Fred has custody of the girls.”
“We will be going to the Ministry tomorrow, I have an appointment to see what your rights are. What Hermione did can be considered illegal.” Molly smiled at Charlie, who, for the first time was unnerved by her. He had spent the day trying to digest what had happened the previous one. What Fred had said made sense. He had been downright horrible to her. He had said all those nasty things about her getting pregnant. But why didn’t they tell me? I would have changed. At least, I think I would have. I didn’t have eleven years to calm down.
“Shouldn’t I go see the girls first? I mean what if they don’t want me in their life?”
“Charles Weasley! They are your children! They will be in your life whether they want to be or not. I want my grandchildren! They should be taken away from her for doing that.”
“That won’t happen Mum. They wouldn’t just hand the kids over to a dragon tamer who called their mother, the one that raised them, a slut and said that he wouldn’t want the children.”
“Then I will petition for them!” Molly smiled and patted the dumbstruck Charlie on the head before bustling out to serve dinner.
Granger’s Girls Part Three: The Shit has Literally hit the Ceiling.
Abigail and Gabriella Granger were not the same twins as Gred and Forge. No, no. Abby and Gabby were two different people in their own right. From Fred’s point of view, Abby was more like the Weasley side of the family no matter how much she didn’t want to be like them. She was incredibly stubborn like Charlie, Adventurous like Bill and has a natural beauty like Ginny. Abby loved to sing and fly and could give her mother a run for her money in the brains department. Mix that with his and George’s talent for mischief and you have got one incredible kid.
Gabby on the other hand was the complete opposite of her sister. Gabby loves animals much like Charlie and can be as bossy as Molly. She has Arthur’s curiosity, Ron’s brains and had the natural beauty much like Abby, with one difference; she was the one that always attracted the boys and she knew it. She likes school about as much as I did. She does have a lot of her mother in her though; she hates flying, she is forgiving and friendly but the best thing that she inherited from her mother (besides the cutest nose ever) is the biting of her lip. Back when they had the same hairstyles, I could always tell them apart because Gabby was always chewing her bottom lip. Gabby doesn’t like pranking as much as Abby but will still help out occasionally.
The girls love their differences. Abby wears her hair short whereas Gabby has incredibly long hair that takes her bloody ages to put up every day. I love both those girls. They are so different and yet I love them just the same.
“Are you ready YET?” Abby was pacing back and forth waiting for her sister to get out of the bathroom.
“Almost! Jeez Abs, I’m not like you, throwing gel in your hair and just running off to meet the friends.” Gabby was twisting her hair into creative knots and pinning them in.
“Ya. You are right. I am trying to go get breakfast before we go to class.” Abby was seriously considering chucking a dung bomb in the bathroom when Gabby sauntered out, if anything, just to piss her sister off and they did the five minute dash into the Great Hall, much like Harry and Ron used to do daily. Minus the hair thing of course.
Harry watched the girls dash in and grab the nearest item, eating about as dignified as Ron usually does. Harry was watching the girls daily and he was intrigued about how they acted. You could really see Charlie in Gabby. She was already friends with Hagrid and she didn’t like schoolwork. That alone, nearly made Harry wonder the parentage. He had figured, when he first realized that they were Hermione’s, that they were walking, talking encyclopedias. Abby was, but she never spoke unless spoken to. Severus said that he was prepared for two nonstop, hand raising, overachieving Gryffindor know-it-alls. He admitted to being surprised that they were nothing like Hermione used to be in class. He wasn’t happy about Gabby’s work but no teacher was. He was well aware that it wasn’t fair to judge them based on their parents but, it was Hermione. Harry finally appreciated why Severus was disappointed that Harry was nothing like his mother. It was defiantly weird being on the other end of the table.
Ron watched the girls dash in.
“They should be more organized.” He was still watching them intently. Harry snorted about the same time that Severus did. Harry spoke first.
“Ron shut up. I think that we were on time maybe once in our four years and that was because we had pulled an all nighter because we had to finish that essay for Sn… McGonagall.” Harry smirked at Severus who grunted.
Ron continued to watch the girls intently. Harry thought that one of them had noticed… he was right. After breakfast, Abby marched up to the table to Ron’s horror.
“Is there a reason Professor Weasley, that you keep staring at myself and my sister every day?”
“Miss Granger, I assure you that he is just remembering the past. It has nothing to do with you.” Severus spoke before words could come out of Ron’s mouth that shouldn’t have.
Abby smiled at him “Thank you Professor Snape. No wonder my mother thought that you were incredibly sexy. That lie was as smooth as water. I guess that it is your voice that does it. Well, I am off to class. I don’t want to be late for Herbology!” she skipped off before Severus could digest what she had said. Harry was doubled over snorting, unable to stop. Ron was still confused, trying to work out when Hermione had ever said that. Severus was blushing and cursing her because he was going to be self conscious today.
Charlie was nervous. His mother was prepared to fight to the death to get a hold of the twins that she had never met. An appointment with a toady woman named Umbridge and now his mother was grinning like she had found a million galleons.
“We’ll get your girls yet Charlie dear.” She would say every time Charlie tried to put up a protest.
Finally, he decided to go up to the school and meet the girls. It was a Saturday so they had no classes.
“Where are you going dear?” Charlie groaned as his mother came out of the kitchen, ready to go. She had been waiting for him to try to sneak out. He had wanted to do this alone… well, that was not happening anymore.
“I am going to Hogwarts mother. I take it you want to come?”
“I want to see my grandbabies!” she smiled and Charlie couldn’t refuse her. They set off.
HEADMASTER’S OFFICE
“Charlie! Good to see you! And Molly. What brings you here?” the twinkling eyes of Dumbledore said that he knew perfectly well why they were here.
“Albus. I don’t want to mess around today.” Molly’s voice was warning enough. Dumbledore whispered something to Fawkes and he disappeared.
About ten minutes later, the girls poked their head in the door. Both looked really confused.
“Come in Come in.” Dumbledore swept them into the room and shut the door.
Charlie had never seen two more beautiful girls. They both had his eyes. His.
“Professor? Why are we here? I have homework to be doing.” The one with the short red hair spoke refusing to look at Charlie or Molly.
“There will be plenty of time for that. Right now however, I think these two have been waiting a long time to meet you.”
“No they haven’t.” Charlie’s eyes widened as the short redhead suddenly glared at him. “I don’t give a shit what they want. Anytime someone insults my mother they insult me.” She turned and tried to open the door.
“Professor? Please open the door.”
“I think that we need…”
“No! Fine then I will do this my way.”
Severus had dyed the carpets with his blood. The tears of students had soaked the ground. Harry once destroyed almost half his possessions. Abby blew the door clean off and marched down the stairs. Dumbledore was a little more than shocked.
“That has never happened before.” He commented.
Molly just gaped. That was defiantly not how she wanted to meet her grandchildren.
“Well… that was Abigail. I’m Gabriella.” She sat back and twiddled her thumbs pretending that her sister did not just do that. They sat in silence for a few minutes when Severus and Harry burst into the room. Harry kept right on going but Severus stopped in the doorway
“Abigail?” he looked at Dumbledore for confirmation. He nodded. “Figures. She just socked Ronald and then hexed him.
“And now she has just passed the wards.” Dumbledore muttered. “Severus, I think she will be going to see her father, could you?”
“Sure. Be warned though, I gave points to her for effectively breaking his nose.” He turned and with the trademark billow of his cloak, he left.
Harry stopped in front of Gabby “Miss Granger, can you tell me why when Professor Weasley said that she looked like she had just blown up a… never mind.” He nodded to Charlie and Molly.
Gabby was torn. “Should I go get her?” she asked to the room.
“No, no my dear. We shall give you a few minutes while Professor Potter and I go take a look at Professor Weasley.” Dumbledore and Harry left leaving the awkward trio.
“So you are Gabriella?” Molly asked drinking in the sight of her granddaughter.
“Yes.” She focused on a spot on the floor.
“Did your mother tell you about me?” Charlie blurted. Gabriella looked up shocked
“Of course! We knew about you since… since I started remembering things! Daddy was going to take us to meet you on our fourth birthday but Abby didn’t want too.” Gabriella seemed dazed “it was the first time that she displayed her magical ability.” Gabriella drifted off again.
Charlie’s gut clenched when she said ‘her daddy.’ He was her daddy. He had another moment when he wanted to punch the fucking prankster through a wall until he grasped what she was saying. Fred was going to take them to meet their real Dad. Charlie. Not Fred, Not George. Charlie.
“Abigail didn’t want to meet me?” he said finally.
“Put it this way, I am honestly shocked that she didn’t hex you and Mrs. Weasley before blasting the door away.” She shrugged.
“But you wanted to?” Charlie asked cautiously.
“I wondered about you.” She answered after a minute.
“Why would Fred offer to take you to your father when he has custody of you?” Molly finally asked. The question had been nagging at her for a while. Gabby’s eyes grew big.
“How did you find out about that? That was a Christmas gift for Daddy this year! Abby and I had to sign all these forms and stuff.” Gabby frowned at Molly.
“Your Uncle works at the Ministry.” She said finally. Gabby wracked her brains
“Percival Weasley?”
Charlie and Molly stared at her and she shrugged
“He was the one that gave us the paperwork to fill out.” She clamped her mouth shut and resumed the twiddling of her thumbs.
“WHAT?”
“Crap. Forget I said that.” She wondered how she was going to get out of this one… well, like any girl in a situation like this; she began to ‘cry’.
“Oh! Don’t cry it’s not your fault.” Charlie patted her on the back.
W.W.W…
“Mr. Weasley.” Severus arrived before Abby did and looked around while Fred was finishing with a customer
“Hey Severus. What brings you here? They didn’t dye your hair pink again did they?” Fred grinned at his scowl.
“Abigail destroyed the Headmaster’s wall, effectively knocked out your brother Ronald and has fled the school.”
Fred gaped for a moment “ok. She’ll be here soon then. Come on upstairs.” Fred nodded to an employee and led Severus upstairs.
Abigail watched her Professor enter the store. Damn him. Now where the hell am I supposed to go? Where will they not think to look for me? She grinned evilly and set off to the one person that she knew would take her in.
Title: Granger's Girls.
By: Hogwartsgirl007
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Fred/Hermione, Charlie/Hermione (mentions of Ron/Hermione)
Summary: They blamed her and she left. When Hermione's twin girls show up at Hogwarts, they all freak. But, do they have the right? The girls have plans of their own when things start to get out of hand.
A/N: A nasty side to some of the sweetest characters out of JKR's HP.
Part One: Granger’s Girls.
Ron sat next to Harry, the DADA Professor three years running, bored out of his mind and absolutely starving. Ron was taking a year off being a Quidditch coach to the professional teams to teach at Hogwarts while Rolonda Hooch went on sabbatical. The first years were taking forever to be sorted
“Granger, Abigail!”
Ron sat up so fast his head nearly collided with Harry’s in their haste to make sure that they had heard correctly. Ron nearly fainted when he saw a young girl with cropped red hair approach the chair.
“Gryffindor!” the hat screamed. Ron’s blood was boiling.
“Who the hell is that girl’s father?” Ron whispered harshly into Harry’s ear.
“Dunno, but I think that it may… but wouldn’t she have told me?” Harry’s attention had drifted off as quickly as it had come. Ron sat back and glowered at the girl
“Granger, Gabriella!”
Ron really did faint this time.
“Gryffindor!” Gabriella smiled and joined her sister.
After the Feast…
“Miss Grangers! Can you two stay behind for a moment?” Harry did his best to not let his voice crack. Ron was tapping his foot impatiently.
“Yes Professor…”
“Potter.”
“Yes Professor Potter?”
“We were wondering if your mother is Hermione Granger.” Harry smiled and both girls smiled back.
“Yes” the one on the left answered.
“Who is your father?” Ron knelt down to their level.
“Well” The one on the right began.
“We like to call him dad” finished the one on the left.
“Sometimes Daddy when we want something.”
“Or father when we are mad.”
“Or the meanest person on earth when he grounds us.”
“Sometimes the coolest person on earth when he takes us to quidditch games.” The girls finished their monologue and smiled at Ron whose ears were bright red.
“Who. Is. Your. Father?” Ron looked close to losing it.
“Our. Father. Is. Our. Dad.”
“Will. That. Be. All?”
“We. Need. To. Find. Our. Dormitory.”
“Go, Go.” Harry nodded to them and dragged Ron away.
“I am going to go find Hermione tonight. I cannot believe that she did this to Charlie!!” he stormed off leaving a flustered Harry to run after him.
FLASHBACK…
“You ok there Hermione?” Charlie steadied her up the stairs that she was attempting to jump up.
“Me? I am fine you handsome tamer of Dragons… grrrrr.” She giggled and threw herself onto him, inhaling the scent of his neck.
“Handsome am I?”
“Yes Charlie. Sexy. And hard. Well I don’t know if your penis is hard but your muscles are.” She ran her hands along his chest. Charlie chuckled and pulled her into his room at the top of the stairs.
“My penis is very hard Hermione.”
“mmmm. I want to see it.” Now Charlie knew that she was NEVER like this while sober. But, as it happens, Charlie had drunk his fair share as well as was not thinking clearly. He pulled down his jeans and boxers without second thought and she gasped.
“Wanna shag? He he that shounded corny.” She began removing her clothes and then plopped on his bed and opened her legs. Charlie needed no second guesses as to what she wanted.
So they fucked. Charlie took her on his bed. When they fell off he shagged her on the floor. After they recovered, he picked her up and took her for the final time against the wall.
In the morning, Hermione and Charlie woke up. Charlie freaked. He threw her out of his room and when he came downstairs he blamed her. He said that she tricked him into having sex. He then told her to her face that she was a slut for sleeping with him. She was Ron’s girl and he would never do that to his brother.
Hermione was so embarrassed that she left. Mrs. Weasley literally chased her out when she found out.
END FLASHBACK.
“MUM! DAD! EVERYONE! GET DOWN HERE!! I HAVE BIG NEWS!” Ron shouted as he headed to the fireplace to call the twins and Charlie. Bill and Fleur were still there from supper not long ago. Percy was also home, working with Arthur on a project for work.
Ten minutes later everyone was seated and Ron looked around and he looked more serious than anyone had ever seen him.
“Hermione has Twin girls attending Hogwarts this year. They both have red hair.” He sat down and folded his hands waiting for it to click in. Fred and George were trying to suppress snorts of laughter. Charlie and Molly stood up at the same time and began shouting. Only Fred and George did not join in the debate until Bill noticed that they were just watching.
“What do you two think about this?”
Everyone quieted.
“We knew. Not big news to us.” Fred sat back.
To save time, Molly and Charlie nearly tried to beat it out of Fred and George.
“Why the hell did you two not tell me that she got pregnant?” Charlie had his fists curled. Fred and George stood defiantly.
“You said that she was the biggest mistake that you had ever made. You then proceeded to tell Ronniekins here that if she had gotten pregnant because of it, that you would kill yourself.”
“So, being the best brothers that we are…”
“We didn’t tell you.”
“Abby and Gabby are family to us.”
“Ya we didn’t have a problem with you sticking your prick in her.”
“She didn’t either.”
“And technically you wanted to seeing as you must have gotten hard enough to fuck her into the wall.”
“And don’t tell us any different as we saw your hand grips on her hips.”
“Not really her fault that you didn’t cast the charm.”
“She drank more than Bill did. And he didn’t wake for two days.”
“SO DON’T YOU DARE INSULT HER OR HER CHILDREN AGAIN IN OUR PRESENSE!!” they turned and stormed out of the burrow leaving the very shocked Weasleys behind.
Charlie put his head in his hands and slumped down.
“I want to see my kids.”
“And I want to see my grandchildren! How dare she keep them from my boy and me?” Molly looked furious.
Charlie stood up. “I am going to the school tomorrow to meet the girls. I will then go to the ministry…”
“Like hell you will.” Fred and George popped back into the argument as though sensing that everyone would come to this conclusion.
“I am the father. I have rights.”
“Actually, Hermione has full custody.”
“How?” Molly was shaking now.
“George and I testified that Charlie was an unfit and un-wanting parent. As we are brothers, our word was taken. Hermione had full custody. We took her to Australia to have the babies because their laws are different there.” Fred ducked in time to miss the punch that Charlie swung at him.
“Charlie! Fuck off! You didn’t want her. You said that you wouldn’t want the children. Mum.” George turned on her “you chased her out of the house and called her a slut. You both get NO say in what happens!”
“Why the hell do you care so much Fred, George?” Ron finally piped up.
George and Fred chuckled darkly. Fred spoke up.
“Because Ronniekins, I am engaged to Hermione.”
With that they vanished.
Part Two:
Granger’s Girls: When the world comes crashing down…
“Fred? Is that you?” Hermione poked her head around the railing so that she was hanging low enough to see past the ceiling into the living room.
“Hermione. You owe me 10 galleons.” Fred laughed as he listened to her curse as she thumped down the stairs.
“He figured it out already? I really thought it would take him a while.” She sat plopped down beside him and he wrapped his arm around her.
“Well, now everyone knows. And they know about the engagement to boot.”
Hermione let out a long breath and nodded her head.
“How did the family take it?”
“George was not surprised.” Hermione burst out laughing and shoved him so he fell sideways.
“That hurt!” Fred pouted and rubbed his side.
“Git.”
“That was uncalled for. Ok, here it goes. Ginny was in shock the whole time. Fleur stayed out of it. So did dad come to think about it. Bill asked a lot of questions so I am not too sure how he feels. Percy also stayed out of it. Mum is ready to kill you. Charlie is going to punch the wall of my room out in the Burrow and Ronniekins was being his loving self. Oh, and Fred defended thy ladies honor and his incredibly handsome twin did as well.”
“Well that is nice to know.”
“It will be ok Hermione.”
Fred waited for an answer. Hermione was afraid to lose the twins. He could see the emotions roll across her face as she imagined the Toad Umbridge banning her from ever seeing Abby and Gabby again.
“Hermione, the twins know. You gave them the choice. I didn’t tell my family that but…” he trailed off and pulled her into a hug. Her tears seemed to burn a hole through his shirt.
“Will he try to take my babies from me?”
“I don’t know Mione bear. You might have to share them though. Technically he is the father.” Fred knew a second too late that he had said the wrong thing as Hermione pushed him away.
“He is no father to Abby and Gabby. You are their father and nothing will change that.”
“I know Mione but…”
“No buts! If he wants my babies, he is going to have to pull some magic out of places it should never come from. I was saving this for Christmas…” Hermione jumped up and moved to the bookshelf in the back. She pulled out Hogwarts: A History. Fred paled.
“Why do I have to read that?” Hermione laughed at the whine in his voice.
“You don’t have to read it, don’t worry. I remember the last time I tried to make you read it.”
“Ya. I don’t feel like falling into a coma again anytime soon. That book is dangerous.” She rolled her eyes at him and pulled out a piece of paper. Fred read it and, this is the only time he will ever admit to doing it so everyone, get your diaries out: Fred’s eyed watered.
“I would be honored Hermione.” He pulled her into a bone crushing hug and tried to kiss her at the same time. It looked better than it felt.
“Hey! Mike and Ike! Knock it off! I need your help!” the fiery green George was turning his back to watch whatever was going on, on his side of the connection.
“What’s wrong?”
“Mum.”
“Come through.” Hermione jumped up and closed the floo connection as soon as George stumbled out of the fireplace.
Fred was on alert. “George mate, you were not at Wheezes, please say she is not there by herself.”
“No, No. the Minister of Magic couldn’t get in there. I was at Alicia’s house. She was forcing Bill to take down the wards. He sent me the warning one though. So I knew that I had to get out of there before she got me. Fred, why were you watering?”
“Abby and Gabby signed the form so Hermione now shares custody of them with me.”
“Awwwww. Ok group hug! We can forget about psycho red head for a minute! ” George pulled them together and bounced like a child causing Hermione to laugh and Fred to mist again.
“What the hell are we going to do about Charlie?” Hermione asked after they were in bed.
“I am not thinking about that right now.” Fred pinned her beneath him “I want you Hermione.”
“You have me Fred.” He laughed and released her hands to kiss her. As she wrapped her legs around him she could feel how hard he really was. It always amazed Hermione that Fred could last as long as he did. He hardly ever let her come less than twice before he would allow himself to.
“Fred…”
“Mmmm.”
“You’ve had a tough night, shouldn’t I be the one to take care of you?”
“No.” he looked up from his task of removing her nightgown. “You gave me those girls that I love so much Hermione. But you know what I do want?”
“What?” Hermione whispered. She was hoping that he would say it…
“I want one of my own. I mean I love Abby and Gabby like my own but…” Hermione turned the tables and Fred found himself with Hermione pinning him below her
“I want another one too.” She flung her nightgown off and smiled as she felt Fred grow even harder.
“Now.” Was all he said and flipped them again and in one swift motion, had himself buried to the hilt inside her. Hermione loved every second, every stroke, as Fred pounded into her proclaiming his love and thanking Merlin. Gods she was close. What sent her over the edge was when Fred pushed in as far as he could go and ground against her. Gods, it never failed to send her over the edge. Fred came moments later.
“Couldn’t wait.” He managed in between breaths. Hermione laughed and snuggled in closer to him.
“Sleep. Gods Fred. I couldn’t come again if I wanted to.”
“It was pretty amazing.” Fred was falling asleep as he said this. Hermione loved to watch Fred do this. It was amazing to watch his face relax and knowing that you did that to him.
“Hey guys, I know that the girls are gone but could you practice the silencing charms? I have no inclination what’s so ever of listening to Fred grunt like that again. Hermione, you can moan like that any time you like.” Fred laughed and Hermione turned a bright shade of red and attempted to flick George.
“Play nice Herms.” George wagged his finger at her and continued to eat.
Harry’s owl Hedwig came soaring into the kitchen a few minutes later. Hermione sighed.
“I was waiting for this one.”
Hey Mione,
I feel bed that you couldn’t tell me you had gotten pregnant. I never agreed with what they did but as I am married to Ginny… well you can understand that I couldn’t abandon my wife. I cannot lose my only family.
I had realized that my family had cost me my best friend but Ginny had gotten pregnant a few months later and to be honest, I forgot about everything.
I will look after your girls the best I can. I wish I could have been there for you. Fred, you will be pleased to know that they are already pissing Severus off and made good friends with peeves.
Hermione, I still love you, you are the sister I never had and I want her back. Can we have dinner on Saturday? My treat and I promise, no other Weasleys other than Ginny. Let me know.
Love,
Your Brother, Harry.
“How did they manage to piss Snape off?” Fred wondered out loud.
“Can Ginny be trusted to not tell Molly?” Hermione was re-reading the letter, her heart happy that Harry didn’t hate her.
“It’s only eleven and Harry wrote this earlier… how the hell are they friends with peeves?” George had snatched the letter to read.
“They are my girls alright.” Fred smiled “and yes Ginny can be trusted. She’ll want to hear it before making any decisions.”
Meanwhile, at the Burrow…
“Percy? Is that you?” Molly had her back turned as she was preparing a soup for lunch.
“Yes Mother. I got the files. You’re not going to be happy.” Percy dropped the files onto the table and pushed his horn-rimmed glasses back onto his nose.
“Thank you dear, are you going to stay for lunch?”
“I have to get back. I shall see you at dinner?”
“Bye dear.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek and sat down to read the files.
Charlie flooed in from Romania again at his other’s request. He was not sure what he wanted to do except that he had to talk to Hermione.
“Fred, it seems, decided to leave out some information about the twins.” Molly Weasley never fumed. Never stomped and never snarled like professor Snape. Charlie was tempted to ask who she was but was afraid of getting his balls chopped off. His heart dropped into his stomach as he read the papers
“Fred has custody of the girls.”
“We will be going to the Ministry tomorrow, I have an appointment to see what your rights are. What Hermione did can be considered illegal.” Molly smiled at Charlie, who, for the first time was unnerved by her. He had spent the day trying to digest what had happened the previous one. What Fred had said made sense. He had been downright horrible to her. He had said all those nasty things about her getting pregnant. But why didn’t they tell me? I would have changed. At least, I think I would have. I didn’t have eleven years to calm down.
“Shouldn’t I go see the girls first? I mean what if they don’t want me in their life?”
“Charles Weasley! They are your children! They will be in your life whether they want to be or not. I want my grandchildren! They should be taken away from her for doing that.”
“That won’t happen Mum. They wouldn’t just hand the kids over to a dragon tamer who called their mother, the one that raised them, a slut and said that he wouldn’t want the children.”
“Then I will petition for them!” Molly smiled and patted the dumbstruck Charlie on the head before bustling out to serve dinner.
Granger’s Girls Part Three: The Shit has Literally hit the Ceiling.
Abigail and Gabriella Granger were not the same twins as Gred and Forge. No, no. Abby and Gabby were two different people in their own right. From Fred’s point of view, Abby was more like the Weasley side of the family no matter how much she didn’t want to be like them. She was incredibly stubborn like Charlie, Adventurous like Bill and has a natural beauty like Ginny. Abby loved to sing and fly and could give her mother a run for her money in the brains department. Mix that with his and George’s talent for mischief and you have got one incredible kid.
Gabby on the other hand was the complete opposite of her sister. Gabby loves animals much like Charlie and can be as bossy as Molly. She has Arthur’s curiosity, Ron’s brains and had the natural beauty much like Abby, with one difference; she was the one that always attracted the boys and she knew it. She likes school about as much as I did. She does have a lot of her mother in her though; she hates flying, she is forgiving and friendly but the best thing that she inherited from her mother (besides the cutest nose ever) is the biting of her lip. Back when they had the same hairstyles, I could always tell them apart because Gabby was always chewing her bottom lip. Gabby doesn’t like pranking as much as Abby but will still help out occasionally.
The girls love their differences. Abby wears her hair short whereas Gabby has incredibly long hair that takes her bloody ages to put up every day. I love both those girls. They are so different and yet I love them just the same.
“Are you ready YET?” Abby was pacing back and forth waiting for her sister to get out of the bathroom.
“Almost! Jeez Abs, I’m not like you, throwing gel in your hair and just running off to meet the friends.” Gabby was twisting her hair into creative knots and pinning them in.
“Ya. You are right. I am trying to go get breakfast before we go to class.” Abby was seriously considering chucking a dung bomb in the bathroom when Gabby sauntered out, if anything, just to piss her sister off and they did the five minute dash into the Great Hall, much like Harry and Ron used to do daily. Minus the hair thing of course.
Harry watched the girls dash in and grab the nearest item, eating about as dignified as Ron usually does. Harry was watching the girls daily and he was intrigued about how they acted. You could really see Charlie in Gabby. She was already friends with Hagrid and she didn’t like schoolwork. That alone, nearly made Harry wonder the parentage. He had figured, when he first realized that they were Hermione’s, that they were walking, talking encyclopedias. Abby was, but she never spoke unless spoken to. Severus said that he was prepared for two nonstop, hand raising, overachieving Gryffindor know-it-alls. He admitted to being surprised that they were nothing like Hermione used to be in class. He wasn’t happy about Gabby’s work but no teacher was. He was well aware that it wasn’t fair to judge them based on their parents but, it was Hermione. Harry finally appreciated why Severus was disappointed that Harry was nothing like his mother. It was defiantly weird being on the other end of the table.
Ron watched the girls dash in.
“They should be more organized.” He was still watching them intently. Harry snorted about the same time that Severus did. Harry spoke first.
“Ron shut up. I think that we were on time maybe once in our four years and that was because we had pulled an all nighter because we had to finish that essay for Sn… McGonagall.” Harry smirked at Severus who grunted.
Ron continued to watch the girls intently. Harry thought that one of them had noticed… he was right. After breakfast, Abby marched up to the table to Ron’s horror.
“Is there a reason Professor Weasley, that you keep staring at myself and my sister every day?”
“Miss Granger, I assure you that he is just remembering the past. It has nothing to do with you.” Severus spoke before words could come out of Ron’s mouth that shouldn’t have.
Abby smiled at him “Thank you Professor Snape. No wonder my mother thought that you were incredibly sexy. That lie was as smooth as water. I guess that it is your voice that does it. Well, I am off to class. I don’t want to be late for Herbology!” she skipped off before Severus could digest what she had said. Harry was doubled over snorting, unable to stop. Ron was still confused, trying to work out when Hermione had ever said that. Severus was blushing and cursing her because he was going to be self conscious today.
Charlie was nervous. His mother was prepared to fight to the death to get a hold of the twins that she had never met. An appointment with a toady woman named Umbridge and now his mother was grinning like she had found a million galleons.
“We’ll get your girls yet Charlie dear.” She would say every time Charlie tried to put up a protest.
Finally, he decided to go up to the school and meet the girls. It was a Saturday so they had no classes.
“Where are you going dear?” Charlie groaned as his mother came out of the kitchen, ready to go. She had been waiting for him to try to sneak out. He had wanted to do this alone… well, that was not happening anymore.
“I am going to Hogwarts mother. I take it you want to come?”
“I want to see my grandbabies!” she smiled and Charlie couldn’t refuse her. They set off.
HEADMASTER’S OFFICE
“Charlie! Good to see you! And Molly. What brings you here?” the twinkling eyes of Dumbledore said that he knew perfectly well why they were here.
“Albus. I don’t want to mess around today.” Molly’s voice was warning enough. Dumbledore whispered something to Fawkes and he disappeared.
About ten minutes later, the girls poked their head in the door. Both looked really confused.
“Come in Come in.” Dumbledore swept them into the room and shut the door.
Charlie had never seen two more beautiful girls. They both had his eyes. His.
“Professor? Why are we here? I have homework to be doing.” The one with the short red hair spoke refusing to look at Charlie or Molly.
“There will be plenty of time for that. Right now however, I think these two have been waiting a long time to meet you.”
“No they haven’t.” Charlie’s eyes widened as the short redhead suddenly glared at him. “I don’t give a shit what they want. Anytime someone insults my mother they insult me.” She turned and tried to open the door.
“Professor? Please open the door.”
“I think that we need…”
“No! Fine then I will do this my way.”
Severus had dyed the carpets with his blood. The tears of students had soaked the ground. Harry once destroyed almost half his possessions. Abby blew the door clean off and marched down the stairs. Dumbledore was a little more than shocked.
“That has never happened before.” He commented.
Molly just gaped. That was defiantly not how she wanted to meet her grandchildren.
“Well… that was Abigail. I’m Gabriella.” She sat back and twiddled her thumbs pretending that her sister did not just do that. They sat in silence for a few minutes when Severus and Harry burst into the room. Harry kept right on going but Severus stopped in the doorway
“Abigail?” he looked at Dumbledore for confirmation. He nodded. “Figures. She just socked Ronald and then hexed him.
“And now she has just passed the wards.” Dumbledore muttered. “Severus, I think she will be going to see her father, could you?”
“Sure. Be warned though, I gave points to her for effectively breaking his nose.” He turned and with the trademark billow of his cloak, he left.
Harry stopped in front of Gabby “Miss Granger, can you tell me why when Professor Weasley said that she looked like she had just blown up a… never mind.” He nodded to Charlie and Molly.
Gabby was torn. “Should I go get her?” she asked to the room.
“No, no my dear. We shall give you a few minutes while Professor Potter and I go take a look at Professor Weasley.” Dumbledore and Harry left leaving the awkward trio.
“So you are Gabriella?” Molly asked drinking in the sight of her granddaughter.
“Yes.” She focused on a spot on the floor.
“Did your mother tell you about me?” Charlie blurted. Gabriella looked up shocked
“Of course! We knew about you since… since I started remembering things! Daddy was going to take us to meet you on our fourth birthday but Abby didn’t want too.” Gabriella seemed dazed “it was the first time that she displayed her magical ability.” Gabriella drifted off again.
Charlie’s gut clenched when she said ‘her daddy.’ He was her daddy. He had another moment when he wanted to punch the fucking prankster through a wall until he grasped what she was saying. Fred was going to take them to meet their real Dad. Charlie. Not Fred, Not George. Charlie.
“Abigail didn’t want to meet me?” he said finally.
“Put it this way, I am honestly shocked that she didn’t hex you and Mrs. Weasley before blasting the door away.” She shrugged.
“But you wanted to?” Charlie asked cautiously.
“I wondered about you.” She answered after a minute.
“Why would Fred offer to take you to your father when he has custody of you?” Molly finally asked. The question had been nagging at her for a while. Gabby’s eyes grew big.
“How did you find out about that? That was a Christmas gift for Daddy this year! Abby and I had to sign all these forms and stuff.” Gabby frowned at Molly.
“Your Uncle works at the Ministry.” She said finally. Gabby wracked her brains
“Percival Weasley?”
Charlie and Molly stared at her and she shrugged
“He was the one that gave us the paperwork to fill out.” She clamped her mouth shut and resumed the twiddling of her thumbs.
“WHAT?”
“Crap. Forget I said that.” She wondered how she was going to get out of this one… well, like any girl in a situation like this; she began to ‘cry’.
“Oh! Don’t cry it’s not your fault.” Charlie patted her on the back.
W.W.W…
“Mr. Weasley.” Severus arrived before Abby did and looked around while Fred was finishing with a customer
“Hey Severus. What brings you here? They didn’t dye your hair pink again did they?” Fred grinned at his scowl.
“Abigail destroyed the Headmaster’s wall, effectively knocked out your brother Ronald and has fled the school.”
Fred gaped for a moment “ok. She’ll be here soon then. Come on upstairs.” Fred nodded to an employee and led Severus upstairs.
Abigail watched her Professor enter the store. Damn him. Now where the hell am I supposed to go? Where will they not think to look for me? She grinned evilly and set off to the one person that she knew would take her in.