Harry's face went blank. His jaw dropped open. For a moment, Hermione thought he actually stopped breathing.
"Harry? Are you alright?" she asked cautiously.
"I—ugh. Y—yeah. Are you certain?" questioned Harry.
"Yes. I've done multiple spells just to make sure," said Hermione. Pointing her wand at her abdomen, she cast, "Revelio Infantem". Two small, bright lights illuminated her stomach. One glowed blue, and the other pink.
"It verifies growing life. From what I've read, blue stands for a male, pink, a female…..Harry, I think its twins," continued Hermione.
Studying him carefully, "Harry, please say something."
"I—Wow. I'm sorry, I'm just…..wow," Harry stammered.
"My thoughts exactly," said Hermione.
Regaining his composure, he quickly pulled her body against his, hugging her amorously.
"I'm here for you, 'Mione. Whatever you need. Whatever I can do for you," said Harry.
Tears formed behind her eyes, threatening to spill down her face from feeling his love and support.
"Thank you, Harry," said Hermione, hugging him tighter.
He moved his head back, to meet her gaze, "First thing tomorrow, we can go to Grimmauld Place, send a message to the Order somehow, see if there is someplace safe for you to stay while—"
"Harry, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying with you. I'm not leaving," interrupted Hermione.
"Hermione, please…you can't honestly think that I'd be okay with you living like this, putting not only yourself at risk, but our children?" he replied.
"I'll be fine," placing a hand on her stomach, "We'll be fine. You need my help. I'm not leaving your side and that's final," she replied flatly.
Harry sighed in defeat, "I don't like this, 'Mione, and I don't think it's safe," carefully he continued, "What are we going to do when you're 7-8 months along?"
Considering this, she replied, "I don't know. I'll worry about that when I'm further along…but for now, I'm staying."