The following day after announcing to her parents and Teddy of the pregnancy, they had agreed to call a family meeting at the Burrow, wanting all of their extended family to join them. All eyes were on the pair, anxious to hear the urgent news. Once the words "We're pregnant" left Hermione's lips, a flood of red hair surrounded them and pulled them in all directions to congratulate them.
"Twins! Blimey mate, congratulations!" Ron had told them excitedly, clapping his friends on the back as he kissed Hermione's cheek.
"Oh, how exciting!" A chorus of the women had rang.
"Why, we must plan the baby shower soon! It will be here before we know it. Hermione dear, do you think your parents can stop in later this week so we can get ideas flowing for the shower?" Molly asked, clapping her hands together.
"I don't see why that would be a problem," Hermione assured her, before turning to her husband and placed a kiss upon his lips.
The first few months of Hermione's pregnancy flew by and Harry couldn't seem to take his eyes off Harry laid in bed after a night of making love to his wife, he couldn't help but watch her as she slept, noticing how beautiful she was breathtaking, pregnancy becoming her. Her breasts were fuller and her hair had grown down to the middle of her back, a had seen his friend's wives glow through each of their pregnancies, but none of them held a candle to his wife. She smiled every day, constantly talking his ear off on what she wanted the nursery to look like, and of course, reading every damn parenting book she could get her hands on.
When the time of their ten-week ultrasound appointment had arrived, Harry and Hermione had been over the moon with happiness. Healer Moore had pointed to each of the babies, showing them how comfortable they were in their separate amniotic sacs. Tears welled behind Hermoine's eyes, sobbing uncontrollably once Kelli moved her wand over her stomach, the babies heartbeats resonating the room. Once the ultrasound was finished, Kelli handed her the ultrasound of her unborn children. "Look, Harry, it's our babies." she'd told him, her fingertips caressing the photograph.
"That they are, love."
Hermione, of course, made duplicates of the ultrasounds, giving one to her parents and of course Molly and Arthur. It wasn't long after the Ministry was alerted the news of Hermione's pregnancy when the Daily Prophet had printed a front page edition, announcing the Boy-Who-Triumphed had knocked up his wife. Harry had simply rolled his eyes at the article, not giving a flying fuck who knew Hermione was pregant.
One afternoon while Harry was at work, the Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt had stepped into the Auror Department and knocked on Harry's cubicle. Harry lifted his head from the stack of paperwork, his eyes widening.
"Minister," Harry greeted firmly. " To what do I owe this visit?"
"Actually Harry, I was hoping the two of us could have a talk." Harry sighed, nodding his head and gestured for the elder wizard to take a seat across from him. After all, Kingsley had saved him from getting sacked over a year ago. An awkward silence loomed in the air before Kingsley finally opened his mouth to speak. "First of all, I'd like to congratulate you and Hermoine on your pregnancy. You may not realize it after the falling out we had last year but I was rooting for the two of you. I couldn't imagine this world without your wife in it."
"That makes two of us." Harry retorted, folding his arms across his chest.
"I know that you still hold some resentment towards me and I know you aren't keen on forgiving me just yet, but I do want you to know that I am truly sorry for any trouble this law might have caused you."
"How many?" Harry asked, his voice a mere whisper.
"I beg your pardon?" Kingsley asked, tilting his head to the side.
"How many fucking lives have been destroyed because of this law? How many witches and wizards has the Wizengamot cast aside due to infertility?"
Kinglsey sighed, shutting his eyes as he softly replied, "Twenty."
Harry shook his head in disbelief. "How could you stand behind and watch families lose sons and daughters? All because of a condition they could not control themselves."
Kingsley sat in silence, unable to answer. "What if it would have been me? What if it had been I with the infertility issue? Would the lot of you have cast me out?"
"No, the Wizengamot had talked about that and they decided that they couldn't cast you out. There would have been a massive uprising if we would have exiled the one who vanquished Voldemort. "
"Then why would that make my wife any different? She was by my side for months while we were on the hunt for Horcruxes, helping me destroy him. Do you know how much of a depression she went in when she found out there was a possibility that she wouldn't be able to conceive children? Hermione was in utter hell for months because of this fucked up law."
"Again, Harry I can't apologize enough for this-"
"You're damn right you can't." Harry snapped. He exhaled deeply and controlled his anger before changing the tone in his voice. "Look, I get that you didn't have a choice with needing to fix the wizarding decline, but all of this could have been handled a different way. There was absolutely no need to cast out twenty people from our world."
"Do you think you could ever forgive me?"
Harry thought long and hard before coming to his conclusion. "Yes, I do. I hate to admit it but because of this law, you helped me and Hermione find our way to one another. I love her more than anything in this world, and I was ready to fight like hell to keep her here."
"I couldn't imagine you not doing so."
"However, I really think you need to consider abolishing this law, there have been a slew of pregnancy and newborn announcements in the Daily Prophet. Also, I never got the chance to properly thank you for saving my arse, without you stepping in, I don't think I would have been able to graduate from the Auror Program, so thank you for that."
A look of surprise surpassed Kingsley's face, he hadn't expected Harry to be the one to apologize out of the two of them. "You're most welcome, Harry. You've made a fine addition to the Department." He told the young man, standing up as he held out his hand. Harry reached out and shook the elder Wizards' hand, a small smile resting in the corner of his mouth.
"I will do my best at getting the Wizengamot to abolish the law. It won't be easy but if I can prove the numbers have increased drastically, I may be able to sway them."
"Thank you, Kingsley," Harry told him and watched as Kingsley disappeared out of the office.