Continued from hereThere was a light rain falling as Fred woke up from her nap. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly sat up and looked around the empty room. It seemed quiet and she wondered if the rest of them had left to get something or they were just being quiet so she could nap - something she did a lot of now. But, according to her baby books, the second trimester would be better and she wouldn't be tired all the time. One could hope.After running her fingers through her hair, she got out of Wesley's bed and stepped around some boxes. They had finally decided to buy the house and was just waiting for some minor repairs to be done before moving in. Fred couldn't wait, considering Hermione and her practically lived with Wesley and Rupert now.When she opened up the bedroom door, she saw Wesley sitting on the couch. He was clearly upset about something so she went over to him. "What's wrong, Wesley?" she asked, sitting next to him."I...Buffy was just here and she...""Buffy? Is something wrong? Is it the First?" Fred asked."No. It's...it was about Rupert and Hermione," Wesley said as he gave a pained look. "She thought we should know what they've been doing....Fred, they want to take the baby away when it's born."Fred gave Wesley and wide-eyed look and shook her head. "Buffy's wrong! They wouldn't do that to us!" she said, shaking her head."I don't know. They keep disappearing together and why would Buffy lie about it? Plus, whenever we leave, we almost always find them in bed together when we get home. We never do that to them. Bloody hell, I should've seen this coming," he muttered as he buried his face in his hands.Fred didn't know what to think. Wesley was right - Hermione and Rupert had been spending a lot of time together. But that wasn't what was bugging Fred at that moment. Ever since she'd found out she was pregnant, the connection between Hermione and her had disappeared. She knew she wasn't doing it so it had to be Hermione. She was purposely cutting off their connection! But still, Fred didn't know if she should believe it or not."Wesley...Buffy might be mistaken. How about we give them the benefit of the doubt and see how things go, okay?" she whispered as she rubbed his back. All Wesley could do was nod.
Fred hadn't known anything about Wesley's father or what happened between them. As Wesley spoke, Fred felt her chest tighten with grief for her best friend. How could a parent do such a thing to their child? Now she understand why he was so worried about losing Rupert all those times.She wanted to go over and comfort him but Rupert did it instead. With a small smile, she looked over at Hermione as she started to talk about the connection. "It's okay. I should've said something about it too. I jumped to conclusions when I should've asked," she said as she leaned against her girlfriend."I think all of us should go to our own rooms tonight and spend some time with the people we love. Then, in the morning, we can discuss what we'll need to do know that we know we're having twins," Rupert suggested."Sounds good," Fred said a she slowly stood and helped Hermione up. "Wanna show me to our room, sweetie?"
When Rupert suggested that they split up into with their respective partners, Hermione nodded, wanting to spend some time alone with her girlfriend. She allowed Fred to help her up before saying goodnight to Wesley and Rupert, reaching over and squeezing Wesley's shoulder gently with her good hand. He gave her a small smile.After Fred had said her goodnights, Hermione showed her upstairs to the room that she had chosen for them. "I...uh...I hope you like it," she told her softly before opening the door. "The room at the hotel didn't give me a whole lot to go on, but I tried."She then opened the door and stepped aside to let Fred enter the room. The walls were a soft cream color with a border of light green and purple up near the ceiling. Light purple and green curtains were on the windows with a matching quilt on the bed, which was oak, along with the rest of the furniture. A vase of flowers sat on the dresser."I, uh...we have master bedroom to share with Wesley and Rupert, but this...this is our room, for the two of us," Hermione explained. "If you want anything changed, we can."
Fred grinned as she looked at the room - a room for just Hermione and her. "It's beautiful," she whispered as she looked around it. She wanted to ask to see the nursery but when she turned to look at her girlfriend, she decided she didn't want to leave the room just yet. It'd been an eternity seen she'd touched Hermione."I love you," she whispered as she walked over it her. Cupping her face, Fred leaned forward and deeply kiss Hermione as her other hand laid on her hip. When she broke the kiss, Fred took Hermione's good hand and walked her over to the bed, where she gently laid her down. "We don't need a connection to do this," she murmured as she leaned down and started to nibble on her girlfriend's neck.Her hands reached down to the hem of Hermione's shirt and she carefully tugged it off before unclasping her bra and taking it off also. Leaning down, she took one of Hermione's nipples into her mouth as her hand snaked down and slipped under her skirt. When she came to Hermione's panties, Fred pushed the crotch aside and started to rub her clit."You're so beautiful," she whispered before pull her hand back. She slipped off the bed and took off all her clothes and then did the same with Hermione. Fred then kneeled on the bed and looked down at the small round in her belly before grinning. She moved between her girlfriend's legs and looked up at her."Just relax, sweetie," she murmured before running her tongue along Hermione's wet folds. She moved up to her clit and eagerly sucked it into her mouth.
When Fred kissed her, that told Hermione even more so than her words that she had done well with her decisions for the room. Smiling against her lips, she wrapped her good arm around her girlfriend, holding her tight. It felt good to have her in her embrace, knowing that whatever the First had been trying to accomplish, it hadn't managed to tear them apart.When they parted, she happily let Fred lead her over to the bed. As Fred started to nibble at her neck and touch her, she moaned softly - it had been so long since they had touched like this, and it felt so wonderful. Hermione would never take her love for granted. Never.At Fred's words, she opened her eyes and looked up at Fred as she took of her clothes. Her tummy was rounded because of the babies growing inside her, and to Hermione, she would always beautiful - now, when she was further along, and after she had given birth."You're beautiful too," Hermione told her, letting Fred remove her own clothes as well. She shrugged out of her shirt carefully, the cast on her arm making it difficult. She really needed to go see a medi-witch when she had a moment.Lying back, she gasped softly when she felt Fred's tongue on her clit, her hips bucking up. She loved it when Fred did this to her, and it had been far to long since they had been able to. Grasping the comforter, she shuddered a bit as pleasure ran through her."Oh, Fred...so good...you're so wonderful," she told her.Despite everything that had happened, despite the exhaustion that had been starting to set in earlier, Hermione could concentrate on nothing but Fred and what she was doing, how she was making her feel. She felt herself beginning to tighten as the sensations got more intense. Her legs wanted to close, but Fred's position between her legs made it impossible."Fred...going to...oh God..."She trailed off as she reached that edge and hung for a moment before everything inside her began to tremble. Then she let out a cry and felt herself spasm as she arched underneath her girlfriend's touch.
Fred smiled up at Hermione as she continued to tease her clit with her tongue. She slipped a finger inside of her girlfriend, and moaned at her taste. She had missed this so much and had decided that from then on, they would take some time out for themselves. She loved Rupert and Wesley very much but Hermione was her first priority.When she felt Hermione clench around her fingers, Fred thrust into her harder. She moaned again when Hermione cried out and came on her tongue. Fred carefully removed her finger and slowly licked her juices up before moving up her body and deeply kissing her. "I love you," she whispered.Fred moved to the side and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. She ran her fingers over Hermione's cast and sighed. "Is there anything you can do? Like magic? I would help but it seems I'm pretty useless as of late," she said, shrugging her shoulders. She couldn't even be Hermione's conduit anymore and that was one of the things that had brought them together."I could make you some soup or something. Unless I've lost the ability to cook too."
Hermione never wanted to forget how good it felt to have Fred make love to her this way. She never wanted this feeling to end. It scared her to think how close she could have come to losing her because of an evil creature who enjoyed torturing people - it hit too close to home, especially after what had happened with Voldemort.When she came down off her high from her orgasm, she returned Fred's kiss, reaching up and tangling her fingers in her girlfriend's hair. "I love you too," she whispered softly, looking up into her eyes when they parted.She then looked down at her cast and sighed, shrugging a bit. "If I could find a medi-witch here...or maybe go visit the one at Moonstar, they could take care of it," she told her. "Right now, though, I just want to be with you."Lifting her head up, she gave her a kiss. "And we can have soup later. Right now, I want to do this..."She kissed again, more deeply this time as her good hand ran over Fred's body, mapping the gentle slope of her abdomen, before moving down between her legs. Part of her knew that given her arm's condition, using her wand would have been easier, but she wanted to do this herself, bring the woman she loved pleasure without magic - show her that it didn't need to be there between the two of them for them to have their connection.She rubbed against her clit gently while leaning down to take one of Fred's nipples in her mouth. With the babies coming, she knew she wouldn't be able to do this in a few months, so she wanted to enjoy it now, while she could.
Fred didn't know if she was going to be able to handle this. Part of her still felt guilty for what had happened, and the other part yearned for it since she hadn't been touched in weeks. "Hermione," she whispered, wanting to tell her girlfriend that they could wait until later, and that she should get her arm fixed. But the moment Hermione's hand slipped over her pregnant stomach, and dipped lower, Fred was at a lost of words.It felt different being with Hermione now without their magical connection. Fred was expecting to feel the familiar surge of energy. But, it didn't matter when it didn't come. She knew what she was feeling was something more real, and better, than any connection could ever give. "Oh god, Hermione," she murmured when her girlfriend started to rub her clit and suck on her nipple.Moments later, Fred was skating the edge, wanting to fall over. With a strange cry, she came hard and tried hard to catch her breath. A few moments later, Fred had finally caught her breath enough to murmur, "I love you."Suddenly, the door opened and Fred looked up to see a red Wesley standing there. "I swear I'm not doing this on purpose," he murmured as he look at the two of them. Rupert joined him a moment later and both of them stared at the girls."Come on," Fred said, moving over.Rupert and Wesley got onto the bed, both of their hands on Fred's stomach as Fred snuggled against Hermione.
Being able to touch Fred after having her touch her did more to settle Hermione than anything could have. She knew that they were still together and they still loved each other and always would. They were creating a bond without magic. It was just Fred and Hermione, together.This was the woman she loved. The woman she wanted to marry. She was so beautiful, especially when she came, her body trembling and glistening slightly from the exertion."I love you too," she replied softly.It was then that she realized that Wesley was there - he definitely seemed to have a talent for walking in on them at the most inopportune moments. But then Hermione realized that with the four of them, there really wasn't an inopportune moment. They were together, no matter what happened, she knew as they snuggled together.Which was why she decided it was the time to do this properly."Rupert, can you reach into the drawer of the nightstand and get something for me?" she asked. "You'll know it when you see it."He nodded and twisted to open the drawer, a smile crossing his face as he withdrew the box inside. He handed it over Wesley and Fred to Hermione, who sat up."Fred...I told you earlier that I wanted to do this, and I was trying to figure out when the best time would be. I think now...with the two men who love here with us and our twins on the way, is the best time I can think of." Taking a deep breath, she opened the box. "Fred Burkle, will you marry me and be my wife?"
Fred giggled a little as the boys ran their cold fingers over her stomach. “Next time the two of you are going to put gloves on before you touch me!” she said just as Hermione asked Rupert to get something out of the table. She raised her eyebrow, wondering what was going on, especially when Hermione took the small box from Rupert and sat up.She looked up at her girlfriend, her chest tightening when she realized what she was doing. “Hermione,” she whispered as she sat up. Fred looked at her again as tears sprung to her eyes. “Oh, sweetie...of course I’ll marry you!”With a small squeal, Fred flung her arms around Hermione’s neck and hugged her tight. “I love you so much,” she said as she buried her head against Hermione’s shoulder. She suddenly heard someone sniffling behind her so Fred pulled back and looked over her shoulder.“Aw! Wesley!” She said when she saw that he was crying. She reached over and hugged him. “It’s okay.”“I know but it was sweet!” Wesley sniffled.“Congratulations you two,” Rupert said as he pried Fred out of Wesley’s arms and hugged her before releasing her.Fred turned back to Hermione and rolled her eyes. “Sorry. Had to take care of our boys,” she said, with a small laugh. “Can I have my ring now?”