~ Twin Terrors: Epilogue ~
~ Song: "I Love You Forever" by: Donna Lewis
The Burrow
Jason & Jacob's Birthday
Sitting outside under the shade, Jason and Jacob stare at their grandparent's house. On their laps are notebooks, which they were writing away in. Getting up, Molly can't help but over hear their conversation.
"I don't understand how that's symmetrically possible," comments Jacob pointing to the Burrow. "It's shouldn't be standing."
"Maybe they used magic to create it," reasons Jason. "I would hate to have it collapse."
Striding over to her husband, Molly gently places one hand on his shoulder. Arthur smiles up to her. "Dear, our grandchildren want to know how our house is still standing."
Blinking Arthur looks over his house. "Ah…what?"
"Go talk to your grandkids," suggests Molly. Getting up Arthur walks over to where Jason and Jacob were sitting under the shade. As he approached, he could hear their comments of "it's crocheted?" and, "Maybe its like the Leaning Tower of Pisa."
"It's actually magic," states Arthur looking down at them. "It's not going to collapse, nor does it need to be restricted every year."
Hermione watches her kids practically intrigue their grandfather. Shaking her head, she was about to go over, when George slips his arms around her. Putting his head on her shoulder, George whispers, "Well, I don't know about everyone else, but I'd say those three are having a ball."
"Hmm," mutters Hermione unconvinced.
"Look at them," laughs George softly. "Dad's having a ball explaining everything magical and those two are in their element explaining everything to dad. Did you know that yesterday, Dad took them into his shed?" When Hermione softly whispers no, George kisses her cheek. "He was proudly showing off his plugs and gadgets, when both Jason and Jacob cut him off saying and I quote, 'Grandpa, we love you, but this is just crazy!' From there they cleaned out the shed of most of his plugs and batters. Mum and Dad gave them Charlie and Bill's old room."
"I just don't want them to be a burden on your parents," states Hermione leaning against George's chest. "I know that we live right next door and all, but still your parents…"
"Are blissfully happy," reassures Molly. "It's time for cake."
The Burrow
Thanksgiving
A loud disgusted shriek erupts from up the stairs followed closely by the tale tell pounding of little feet. Bursting into the room, Jason crosses his arms over his chest in high agitation. His eyes were getting glossy and red.
"It's wrong," hiss Jason throw a clenched jaw his lips barely moving. "All wrong!"
"What's wrong?" asks George coming into the room.
"It's just wrong!" shouts Jason furious, plopping down hard on the ground. Looking down at his son, George could easily determine that he was close to throwing a temper tantrum. Well this has to be a first, usually its Jacob.
Clearing his throat, George questions, "I can't help you if I don't know what's going on."
A loud overly dramatic sigh erupts from Jason as he sits up. "It's suppose to be the night sky, and it's the day sky." What? Clearly confused, George was just about to ask when Jason continues. "We're trying to copy the ceiling at Hogwarts, but the sky is all wrong!"
"Says who?" questions George.
"Hogwarts: A history," huffs Jason close to tears.
Pulling down his photo album from the shelf, George sits down next to Jason. Place the album half in his lap and half in Jason's, George flips throw the pages. "Look," says George pointing to a photo. "This is your Uncle Ron with Uncle Harry and your Mum. See the ceiling?" Watching Jason nod his head, George states, "It's the day sky. The ceiling often changes."
"So Hogwarts: A history is wrong?" comments Jason looking up at George.
"Yes. It was probably a misprint," laughs George. "Have I told you lately that you're just like your mother?"
"Dad," huffs Jason blushing. "Dad, girls are just plain trouble." Minutes later, Jacob coming bursting into the room. "Jay! Come look at this!" exclaims Jason pointing to the album. "That book is wrong! It's done right." Soon the twins were engrossed in the photo album, laughing and snickering at some of the pictures.
"Hey George," greets Fred as he walks into the room carrying his one-month-old baby. "What are they looking at?"
"Ron's photo album," laughs George. "How's it going?"
Groaning slightly, Fred smirks. "Wonderful. After helping you with them when they were sick, handing Nick here is a breeze." Two bouncing footsteps run from the room, their voices shouting for their mother.
Sighing, George nods. "Did I ever thank you for that?"
"Think nothing of it," dismisses Fred. "How's Hermione going?"
"She still fighting that cold she caught," answers George looking slightly worried. "Mum said it's natural being around two kids."
The Burrow
Christmas Eve
It was early morning; Molly was already in the kitchen making pancakes for breakfast. Humming to her herself, she could hear the front door open as the grandfather clock ticked. Wonder who's here? Rustling of clothes and shoes were heard coming from near the front door.
"No dad," whines Jason. I use to think it was hard to tell them apart. "Shoes aren't meant to go there. Gramma said so!" Jason has to have everything in order, while Jacob could careless.
"Ok," calmly soothes George. Stifling a chuckle, Molly smiles. Any second now, my grandkids are going to burst in here. Whipping her hands, Molly barley turns around when Jason and Jacob clamor into the room.
"MERRY X-MAS!" they shout gleefully. Keep boy demanding hugs and kisses, before they were even willing to allow her to greet George and Hermione.
Looking up, Molly could instantly see that Hermione didn't look well. Glaring at her son, Molly gently hugs Hermione in welcome. George holds up both hands.
"Hermione dear," mutters Molly cupping her face. "You don't look too good."
"I just don't know what's wrong," states Hermione blinking her eyes as they water up. "I just don't feel good." Glaring coldly at George, Molly observes with satisfaction that he flinches. "George has been so sweet to take the kids with him to the shop, when you don't have them here," cries Hermione, guilt shining in her eyes. "They have been telling me that you allowed them to create a kid's room."
"They're wonderful," reassures Molly. "It's not like you're abandoning them, you've just been recovering."
"But…" whispers Hermione getting all chocked up.
"Right now," mothers Molly wrapping her arms around Hermione's body. "You need some sleep. So what George, is going to do is help you up to Ginny's old room." Kissing her lightly on the cheek, Molly hands Hermione over to George. "The kids will be fine. They're going to have some breakfast with their Grandpa and Grandma."
"Yeah mommy," reassures Jacob blowing his mother kisses. "After breakfast we're going to put the finial touches on the our kid's room."
"We love you," stress Jason. "Always will. So go get some sleep!"
"If you're sure," questions Hermione.
"We're sure," stresses Jason and Jacob in surround sound. "Good n'ght." Watching their father gently maneuvers their mother up the stairs; they turn their attention back to their Grandma.
"G-ma," states Jacob looking extremely serious. "Girls are lots of trouble!"
"Yeah," agrees Jason. "Trouble!"
"Your grandma's a girl," argues Arthur from the doorway. "A very lovely girl." Wiggling his eyebrows, Arthur points his finger to the mistletoe hovering above her head. "A very kissable girl."
Making gross faces as their grandparents kiss, they wait until they pull apart. Smirking at each other, Jason glares at Arthur. "Gramma is not a girl. She's Gramma"
"Yeah," states Jacob while putting his hands on his hips. "He's chatting you up, Gamma."
Chuckling, Arthur kisses Molly one more time, before suggesting, "Why don't you two set the table?"
"Ok," Jason and Jacob answer. Arthur hands them napkins, silverware and plates.
As they go over to the table, Molly whispers, "Arthur, I'm starting to worry, Hermione is still sick."
Pausing to hand glasses over to the twins, when they're closer to the kitchen table. Arthur whispers, "If she's not better by tomorrow, I'll suggest to George that he might want to take her to St. Mungo's for a check up."
"Good idea dear," approves Molly giving Arthur a sound kiss on his mouth.
Soft snickers and whispers let the couple know that they were being watched. Jacob shakes his head, then whispers; "We have frisky grandparents!"
Choking back her laughter, Molly looks at Arthur. "Thank goodness Hermione wasn't here to hear them. She would have died from so embarrassment," laughs Arthur.
The Burrow
Near Dinner Time
Right around dinnertime everyone started to trickle into the burrow. First Charlie and his wife showed up. Harry showed up at the same time as Percy, Penelope along with their two girls.
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall arrived arm in arm, which delighted George, Arthur and Molly. They knew that Hermione would love to see them. Billus, his wife Megan and their daughter arrived with Oliver helping his pregnant wife Ginny. The newlyweds were the last to show. When the last family member arrived Jason and Jason come crashing down the stairs.
Standing next to each other, they proudly state, "It's done. The Kid's room is officially open for all Weasley kids, and Potter kids when he has some." This set of a course of laughter which got more pronounced when Molly looked at Harry with a hopeful expression.
"We got all kinds of things," says Jason. As Jacob adds, "No, Uncle Oliver we don't have brooms upstairs! Do you want my mum yelling at you again?" Oliver wood had the grace to blush, as Ginny his wife snickers at him.
"You know," says Arthur getting up. "I have to see this."
"Of course Grandpa," says Jacob thinking it was obvious. Pointing his finger, Jacob was about to instruct them where to go when he shook his head. "You know where you're going."
"We have Mum's princess movies," tempts Jason to his cousins. Intrigued everyone even Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall head up to the newly designed Kid's room. When they opened the door, gesturing for everyone to come in, several loud gasps echo around the room.
Looking slightly scared, Jason asks, "Do you like it?"
"Bloody hell," whispers a horrified George. "I'm not telling Hermione, no way."
"It's beautiful," exclaim the girl cousins running into the room. Most of the adults loiter near the door. God-smacked faces take in the unique design.
"That settles it," states Professor McGonagall gazing at the room in awe. "We're definitely going to need to improve the circulaium." Blinking, she narrows her eyes as she stares at the walls. The walls were floating clouds on a blue-gray sky. It's just like the Hogwarts ceiling. "Merlin's beard! How…. Oh my lord! That's not even possible without a wand!"
Looking at each other Jason and Jacob reach into their back pocket and pull out a wand each. "But we have one," says Jacob as Jason asks, "Is there a problem?"
"Who gave you two wands?" calmly asks Dumbledore.
Shaking their heads, Jason answers, "No one. We found them in one of the trunks." Pointing over to a workstation corner. "We put the cauldron along with supplies with most of the books over there."
Looking over Dumbledore rests his gaze on the near perfect potion station. "Well, Severus is going to be extremely pleased," mutters Dumbledore. Louder, Dumbledore says, "Well, young men. This room looks absolutely wonderful." Smiling smugly to themselves, both Jason and Jacob run out of the room and down the stairs.
Giving Dumbledore a pleading look, George asks, "Will the be able to attend Hogwarts?"
"Of course," calmly reassures Dumbledore, gazing about the room. "But if I were you I'd take those wands away from them before the Ministry of Magic's Underage Unit sites them for underage magic."
"Yes Sir," says a relieved George. George looks around the room carefully waiting for his sons to come back as the rest of the party minus the children head back downstairs. Hearing Jason and Jacob talking excitedly between themselves, George braces himself. As the door opens, in walks Jacob leading Hermione closely followed by Jason.
Flinching, George clears his throat. "Jason, Jacob. We need to talk."
"Wow," whispers Hermione as she blinks her eyes. "George this room its fantastic!"
Grimacing George approaches the trio. "I know and I agree that it's wonderful. But the Ministry won't see it that way."
"What are you talking about?" questions Hermione looking at George in confusion. "It's not like the twins have been using magic."
"Actually mum," interrupts Jason holding out his wand. "We have wands."
"Bloody hell," whispers Hermione going pale. Quickly George wraps his arms around her. "Just tell me that they haven't been removed from the list."
"They're still going," states George. Looking down at his twins, George holds out his hand. "Wands. Give them here."
"But…" whines Jacob plainly upset.
"Do you want to be able to learn magic?" simple asks George. Nodding their heads in the positive, both Jacob and Jason hand over the wands. "All right, you have about a half hour before dinner. So why don't you show off this room to your cousins."
The Burrow
Family Room
Tucking a blanket around Hermione, George takes the seat right next to her. Pulling her close to him. Dinner was over hours ago, most of the family and guests have already left. Jason and Jacob were helping Molly clean up in the kitchen, as Arthur charmed some Christmas music to play.
"Come on Gramma," laughs Jason gleeful. "You and Grandpa can open our gifts. While Jay and I get to pick out a gift to open until tomorrow." Pulling their Gramma into the family room, George chuckles as he watches them maneuver his mother to sit closer to his father.
Jason runs over to where George put their gifts for his parents as Jacob looks around the Christmas tree for a gift to open. A gleeful squeal lets everyone know that he found the gift that he wanted to open. Putting it down, he helps Jason find the same gift as Arthur and Molly open their gifts.
"Oh, Hermione," gasps Molly running a loving hand over a new quilt. "It's beautiful." Looking over to what Arthur got, both Molly and Arthur were puzzled.
"It's tickets to the World Series in America," explains Jason pointing to the tickets. "We figured that since you and dad took us to our first Quidditch game, we would take you to your first baseball game." Huffing, Jason looks like he's about to start crying. "I… didn't mean to tell…"
Knowing how over tired his kids were, George cuts Jason off before he starts to cry. "It's fine," reassures George. "You can explain all about baseball tomorrow."
Seemingly appeased, Jason and Jacob open their gifts that they selected. Choosing to open Molly's gift of a sweater, they took great delight in putting them on. "Now Gramma," states Jacob very seriously. "You're going to need to make a small pink one."
"What? Why?" asks Molly.
"For the troublesome girl," answers Jason.
"Huh?" questions Hermione looking at her sons. "What girl?"
"The one you're going to have," reply both Jason and Jacob in surround sound. Shocked silence greets their statement, before George whips out his wand. When the charm confirms that Hermione is indeed pregnant, he lets out a loud shout. As Molly and Arthur give congratulatory hugs and kisses.
~ The End ~ Or it is?