"Hey," Charlie said as his wife opened her beautiful brown eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"You passed out in the hall outside your Transfiguration class," he told her as he stroked the inside of her wrist with his thumb. "Poppy wants to run some tests before you leave."
They were interrupted by the moan that came from across the hospital wing.
"Who was that," Hermione asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Seamus scolded as he barged through the doors. "What in the world possessed you to fight with Ron when you know you could be pregnant?"
"He fought with Ron," Hermione whispered to her husband.
"I was trying to help Hermione and he wouldn't let me," Draco explained as he rubbed his stomach.
"He said he hit you with a rictusempra," Seamus questioned and received a nodded from his husband. "So why are you hurting?"
"It didn't tickle him," Charlie provided. "He started throwing up and didn't stop until Fred gave him the other end of a puking pastille."
"You didn't take one of those did you," Seamus turned, red faced to look at his pale husband.
"NO, no, no," Draco denied. "He just gave me the end that stopped it."
"No," Seamus cut him off. "A puking pastille makes you throw up so you can get out of class."
"No Mr. Malfoy," Poppy said as she bustled into the room from her office/storage room. "He didn't take anything to cause the vomiting. I believe we will find that he is pregnant, I need to run the test to be sure though."
"Really," Seamus said as he finally reached down and took his husband's hand and smiled finally.
"Seah," Draco said softly. "I would never intentionally do something to jeopardize our future children."
Seamus leaned down and kissed his husband before looking expectantly at Madame Pomfrey.
She smiled at them before waving her wand over Draco a few times.
"As I suspected, you are about a month and a half along," she told the couple. "You should have your addition in early June, congratulations."
Seamus beamed down at his shocked husband.
"A baby," Draco whispered.
"Why do you seem so surprised," Seamus asked him as Madame Pomfrey walked away. "You asked if it happened after the first time, they have us both on potions and we have done it lots since then."
"I know but," Draco was still shocked. "Knowing it's a possibility and actually being pregnant are two different things."
The two continued to talk while Madame Pomfrey checked on her other patient.
"Alright Mrs. Weasley," she sighed before pulling out her wand. "Could we have the same situation over here or is there something actually wrong?"
Hermione and Charlie shared a knowing look.
"You should probably do the pregnancy test first," Charlie told the nurse.
Quickly, Madame Pomfrey repeated her motions before nodding and smiling at the soon to be parents.
"I would say that you and Draco will deliver on or at least around the same day."
Draco and Seamus looked up at his name.
"Granger, you're pregnant," Draco asked.
Hermione smiled with tears in her eyes and nodded.
"Good," Draco said as Seamus helped him out of bed. "We can do this together then." Draco walked over to her and held out his hand. "Friends, right?"
"Friends," Hermione whispered as she shook Draco proffered hand.
"Aw," Seamus said as he whipped at a fake tear. "They grow up so fast," he said to Charlie who chuckled. "Who would have thought that a little over a month ago they fought like, well like he fought with your brother. By the way, if your little brother lays a hand, or wand, on my husband again while he is pregnant I will not be responsible for what I do to him."
"He didn't know," Hermione said, quickly coming to the defense of her best friend. "It was an accident."
"You were unconscious," Draco told her. "You don't know, but since we didn't know Seah, I can agree with her that it was an accident."
"Hermione," Megan called as she peeked around the door. "Are you alright, you look like you're crying." Megan rushed over to her new friend with Harry, Ron, and Blaise following behind her.
"She's fine," Draco told the girl.
"How about you Dray," Blaise asked as he stopped next to Ron and took his husband's hand.
"He's the same as me," Hermione told them with a watery smile. "Charlie," she looked at her husband for permission.
"Go ahead," he told her. "I can't expect you to not tell your best friends."
"I'm pregnant," she told them before a squealing Megan hugged her. She looked at her two best friends and found them both with huge smiles on their faces.
"Me too," Draco said.
"Congratulations mate," Blaise said as he hugged his friend briefly.
"Oh god," Ron whispered as the color drained from his face. "Is-Are…"
"I'm fine," Draco told him. "But you have to be careful from now on. I wouldn't put it past Seamus to kill you if you hurt me or the baby."
"Thank Merlin," Ron said as he sagged in relief against his husband.
"So little brothers," Charlie said as he put an arm around Hermione. "When will you join the ranks of impending fatherhood?"
"You're the only Weasley's pregnant," Ron argued.
"I would bet that is not true," Charlie told him as they began to walk toward the doors. "I bet-"
"Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy," Madame Promfrey called out as she came back in the room with two small bags. "You each need to take a teaspoon of this every evening; I will let you know when your appointments are after I get my schedule organized."
"Thank you," they both replied as they took the bag she held for each of them.
As they left the hospital wing, Charlie told his brothers and their spouses that he was sure at least Bill and Angelina were pregnant if not some of the others as well.
Hermione decided to eat with her husband, she was feeling especially clingy to him due to the news they received.
"Mrs. Wesley," Professor McGonagall greeted as Hermione and Charlie sat down. "How are you feeling?"
"She's perfect Professor," Charlie answered as he poured his wife some tea. "She is carrying the next generation of Weasley so it's not surprising the baby is making her tired and worn out."
"Someone sounds proud," Kingsley said as he stepped up behind Minerva. "Your mother will be thrilled.
"Minister," Hermione said in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"That seems to be the only question I get asked," Kingsley said with a chuckle. "Amelia and I have to do a check up on all the newly weds. You two seem to be on track, are their other little Weasley's?"
"We haven't been told if there are," Charlie told him.
Kingsley nodded as Albus called for the attention of those in the Great Hall.
"Attention students," Albus said. "Minster and Madame Bones are here to check in with the married couples, please allow for a detection spell to be administered briefly and then we can get on with our dinner."
Madame Bones stepped up and waved her wand muttering a spell before waiting for the results.
At the Professor's table, Angelina, Hermione and Emmaline briefly let off a golden glow. Of the students several shined in the golden hew, including: Katie (Bell) Tonks, Cho (Chang) Wood, Matthew (Bryant) Weasley, Alicia (Spinnet) Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown, and Hannah (Abbott) White.
Charlie smirked at his older brother, before winking at his younger twin brothers. He caught Ron's eyes and gave him an 'I told you so' look.
"Damn it," Ron hissed under his breath.
"What," Blaise asked him.
"The people glowing are pregnant," Ron told his husband. Blaise looked around and saw that all his married in-laws were expecting.
"Oh," Blaise said with a blush. "They're going to harass us now aren't they?"
"No," Ron contrarily mumbled. "Mum will."
"Well," Blaise began tentatively. "We have time."
"Don't worry," Minister Bones said to the student population. "For those of you who haven't conceived yet, there are still 15 months. We are just trying to keep track of what is going on with the status of the students. You are the ones who have been most displaced by this. Have a good evening and we will see you in January."
Harry watched Susan and Lee get up and go to her Aunt.
"How's Sirius," Megan asked from beside him.
He looked at her sadly before going back to his food.
"Not talking to him is not the answer," she told him softly. "He loves you."
"It doesn't matter," Harry told her. "Snape won't let me be in his life and as long as he is alive," Harry took a deep breath. "I can deal with it. I just thought that I could at least have a father now but Snape won't let me have that," he whispered to her.
"What can I do to make this better," she asked her husband as she leaned into his side and rested her chin on his shoulder.
"You do it," he told her. "Just by being here."
"I wish there was more I could do," she said as she wrapped her arm around his.
"You make me glad that I got you rather than someone like Pansy Parkinson," he told her.
"Oh," she said leaning back a bit to look at his silhouette. "Is that your way of saying you kind of like me?"
"I more than like you," Harry said shyly as he tried to look at her from the corner of his eye. "I think I love you," he whispered so only she could hear.
Megan sat up straight and looked at her husband before kissing him gently with tears swimming in her eyes.
"I love you too."
"Aww, that's so sweet you're making me sick," Draco said from across from them.
"Shut up ferret," Harry told Draco with a happy smirk as an embarrassed Megan buried her face into Harry's shoulder. "You have a bun in the oven; you have no room to talk."
"Why are you baking bread Malfoy," Ron asked with a full mouth, from next to Harry.
"I'm not," Draco told him. "I don't know what he is talking about."
Megan giggled before looking up at the blonde. "It's an allusion, it means you're pregnant."
"Oh, you mean up the duff," Ron told her.
"No," Harry stated. "I meant bun in the oven, apparently it's a muggle saying."
"So what," Draco argued. "I'm proud of my baby."
"You should be," Megan told him. "I would be."
Harry watched as Megan talked to Draco about being pregnant and realized that he did love his wife and while they were young, there wasn't anyone else he wanted to carry his children.
"Looks like Megan and Harry will be busy tonight," Seamus teased as he saw the desire flicker on Harry's face.
"Shut it," Harry said, giving his friend a hard look causing Draco and Seamus to laugh as he and Megan blushed.
"What are you doing tonight," Ron asked, as always, out of the proverbial loop.
"Same thing you will be," Blaise whispered in his husband's ear as he ran his hand from Ron's knee to the apex of his husband's lap, rubbing just enough to harden Ron's penis.
"Oh," Ron barely covered his moan with responding to now being in the loop.
"I need some friends who aren't thinking about sex," Ginny moaned as she dropped her head onto her folded arms.
"We all have to think about sex," Dean told her. "I for one wish that we didn't, I mean I love my baby already but… I'm not ready to be a dad. My parents knew about the marriage thing but I didn't tell them about the baby part of the law." He shook his head sadly. "They are going to kill me."
"Will any of you be angry with me if I hope that this law gets reversed before I turn 15," Ginny asked her friends.
"No," Ron told her. "I am hoping for that too. We should be able to find love. Though I doubt that I would have ended up with Blaise and while I don't know yet if what I feel for him is love I know that I don't want to be with anyone else."
"Bluch," Draco mimicked throwing up. "You are making me sick with all your feel goodness."
"Hey now," Seamus protested. "We've had some pretty wonderful feel good moments."
"In private," Draco argued.
"I distinctly remember you two trying to ruin several of my meals talking about what you wanted to do later," Ron informed the blonde.
"Ron," Blaise called to his husband. "Shut up."
Ron looked at the mocha-eyed boy beside him before he nodded his head and went back to his dinner.
"Blaise," Ginny said with a big smile. "Have I told you that you are my favorite brother in law?"
"Hey," Matthew argued from just down the table.
"Sorry," she told him. "When you can control that one," she said pointing to George. "We can discuss a change. Anyone who can shut one of MY brothers up is high on my list of heroes."
Ron and George both glared at their sister who pretended to be oblivious.
SO SORRY! I am terrible. I have no other excuse than busy. I promise that I will continue the story. I PROMISE!