"So, deputy Prime Minister, am I supposed to curtsey every time you walk into the room now?" She said, smirking and curtseying teasingly.

Remus shook his head and chuckled. "Not quite" he said, pulling her up again, "but I did have a kissing clause worked into my contract…"

Joanna looked offended and pushed his shoulder "if I'd known such power would go to your head!" Remus watched her, wide-eyed and worried. Joanna strung out the silence as long as she could before finally breaking and allowing a slow smile to appear, immediately matched by Remus' relieved one. "I knew exactly what you meant." She reassured him, her hands absentmindedly trailing down to her stomach "and so did someone else."

His gaze dropped to where her fingers were now rubbing circles. "Everything okay?" He asked apprehensively.

"Everything is just fine," she told him, one hand gripping his, "they checked and the baby isn't infected. You're safe, they're safe and I'm safe."

After the war there had been a spate of weddings as people desperate to make the most of things and reclaim happiness in the aftermath of such devastation did so by starting families. Tradition dictated a certain order within the wizarding world with regards to families and few went against it. Harry and Ginny had been the first wedding and one used to demonstrate the new ideal most people seemed to be striving toward. Theirs was a wedding resplendent in grandeur – after reluctantly allowing Mrs Weasley a free reign with the plans – but the main focus – of both the guests and the reporters – had been on the couple. Harry, stood in his dark suit looking extremely uncomfortable with the amount of fuss that had gone into their surroundings, had instantly lit up when the building doors opened and Ginny was escorted in by Arthur.

That evening, Remus had led Joanna off to a secluded area of the Burrow's grounds and proposed to her. Evidently everyone but Joanna had known what was going to happen that night, if their expectant faces when the couple rejoined the wedding party were anything to go by. Hermione, Ginny and Mrs Weasley had immediately grabbed Joanna and dragged her off as soon as the words "we're engaged" left Remus' mouth.

"So," Ginny probed, "what did he say? Was it romantic? Harry practically screamed his proposal at me!"

Hermione chuckled knowingly "he does that when he's nervous, I remember the Yule Ball commotion…" she trailed off at Ginny's dark look "but anyway, how did Remus propose?"

Joanna blushed as she recounted Remus leading her to a darkened part of the garden – seemingly set up by Mrs Weasley in preparation – and whispering something which made several clusters of candles slowly light up, giving the area a soft glow, before sitting her down on an old stone bench and pacing in front of her nervously.

"I'm aware we haven't had the most conventional of relationships" he started, running his hand through his hair and making it stick up worse than Harry's normally was, "but I would like to believe that what we have is special. I have yet to find someone relationship wise who understands me like you do and I hope I never will do because I'd rather quite like to spend the rest of my life with you."

He paused and Joanna knew he was gearing up to tell her all the reasons she shouldn't but that he hoped she'd say yes anyway. She got up from the bench and pressed a finger against his lips, silencing him. He looked her at expectantly.

"Well as it so happens," she said slowly "I'd rather quite like to spend the rest of my life with you too" she finished, kissing him before he had the chance to say anything else.

The wedding had been simple – at her request – and consisted of friends from the Order and Hogwarts. Held in the back garden of the Burrow and catered for by Mrs Weasley. It was just after the wedding that Kingsley had mentioned in passing to Joanna that he needed a new deputy prime minister as the last one had been sent to St Mungos' permanent ward after being on the receiving end of a particularly nasty home-made curse which had turned his skin to stone.

Back at their new home that night Joanna had sleepily suggested it to Remus who had just as sleepily dismissed it. "As if a werewolf in government would go down well." He said, "besides," he continued, lazily running his fingers along her back and enjoying the way she wriggled up against him as he lightly tickled her sides "I'm content with you here."

While Remus had rubbished the idea, when Kingsley came to their house and asked him to consider taking the role a month later Remus was finally persuaded to accept after a night of Joanna and Kingsley arguing how good it would be for him to become Kingsley's deputy.

"Alright," he'd said as the clock chimed midnight in the background, "you've convinced me. I surrender. But I retain the right to say 'I told you so' when this all goes wrong."

"If," Joanna had countered immediately, "if it all goes wrong. Which it won't."

It had taken another year to get everything sorted as the rest of the council demanded various tests to prove that Remus was safe under the Wolfsbane potion – which was now available from Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade thanks to legislation Hermione had managed to push through. One member had attempted to argue against Remus' intelligence but was readily silenced when Remus scored higher than her on the initiation intelligence test.

That night Remus had been inducted as deputy prime minister. Joanna had been assured by Ginny that everything had gone smoothly as she had been unable to attend. Remus now watched her, waiting for her to continue. When it became clear that Joanna, now halfway through her pregnancy and clearly distracted with rubbing her swollen bump, needed bringing back to the conversation he cleared his throat.

"So," he said, "what are we having?"

A small smile lifted Joanna's mouth "a puppy" she said sarcastically, "honestly Remus I thought you were smart!"

He growled playfully at her and tugged her ponytail "hilarious" he returned, rolling his eyes, "did you find out? Did they say?"

She pulled him through to the other room and sank gratefully back onto the sofa. Remus immediately slipped in behind her and began massaging her back, mindful that the pregnancy was hard on her back muscles as they seemed destined to have a giant baby judging by the size of her bump.

"Actually, we're having one of each," she said as her eyes flickered shut as she leant into her husband's administrations, "twins."

Remus paused, shocked, "but there was only one baby at the last scan," he said, "where did the other one come from?"

"Apparently twins like to play hide and seek with their parents long before they're born." She told him, wriggling against his stilled hands to remind him what he was doing; she sighed contentedly when he resumed rubbing her back and continued speaking. "The midwife said they can miss twins at the first scan and then catch them on the next one. It also explains why I'm already the size of Ginny when I'm a good few months behind her. But both are fine. So between myself, Ginny and Hermione we've got an even set. Ginny and Harry are having a boy, and Hermione and Ron are having a girl."

Remus kissed her neck, smirking against her skin as a moan slipped out of Joanna's lips "and we're having one of each. Did you ask my question by the way?"

Joanna nodded "yes I did," she said smilingly, "and the answer is we're safe to do so."

"Good", Remus pulled his wife off of the sofa and led her upstairs "best not ignore midwife orders my dear. Plenty of time in bed for you. And for me."

Joanna giggled but allowed herself to be lifted onto their bed and watch lazily as her husband lit the candles around their bed and climb up next to her. "I don't think you were part of the bed rest." She told him, sternly wagging a finger at him.

Remus laughed and kissed her "well, I couldn't let you be alone up here. What would you do for fun?"

She laughed again but was quickly silenced as Remus slipped his hand underneath her top and up past her stomach. A small sigh on contentment quickly followed and she grinned up at him "indeed" she said, stroking his face lovingly "whatever would I do without you?"

Much later as the candles were running out and she was snuggled up to Remus, Joanna stretched up and kissed his stubbly cheek "I love you Remus Lupin." She whispered.

He smiled happily down at her and kissed her forehead "I love you too, Joanna Lupin" he returned "you and our babies" he rubbed her stomach and kissed her again. And then they fell asleep with Joanna wrapped in a cocoon of blankets and Remus' embrace.

And that's the end! I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for the reads and reviews.