A loud crack echoed off the empty, dimly lit street, as Harry, Ron, and Hermione appeared in front of 12 Grimmauld Place.
Taking out his Deluminator, Ron cloaked them in darkness, while they waited to gain entry to the house.
Harry held Hermione's hand as he led them up the steps. Opening the door slowly, he held his wand at the ready with his free hand.
His eyes scanned the entryway for any possible threat. The trio stepped into the house, closing the door quickly behind them and cast protective enchantments.
"Homenum Revelio," said Hermione.
The house remained silent.
"We're alone," she announced.
"Guess the Order was able to keep this place a secret from the Death Eaters after all," said Ron.
"Hermione, why don't you go lay down? Ron and I can make dinner. You need your rest," said Harry, giving her hand a gentle squeeze for emphasis.
"Alright," she resigned. "I suppose it would be good idea, I'm exhausted," she replied.
"Ron, do you mind starting dinner? I want to walk Hermione up to her room," said Harry.
"Yeah, alright," replied Ron.
Ron could be heard rumbling through the fridge in the large kitchen, as Harry and Hermione walked up the old, creaking staircase.
Harry had one arm around Hermione, supporting her weight as they climbed the steps.
As they were walking through the upstairs hallway, Hermione slowed, pacing herself.
"I may appear thin, but I am really beginning to feel the effects of carrying twins. It's like I'm tired all the time," said Hermione. "And don't even get me started on how big I've gotten!"
"Can I see? It's beyond weird to see you thin, while I know that you're carrying my twins," said Harry. "I just wish I could see your bump all the time."
"Of course you can, Harry," replied Hermione.
Leading him into Sirius' old bedroom, she stripped off her overcoat, light grey sweater, and unzipped her jeans.
As soon as she pulled her jeans down past her hips, her baby bump appeared.
Harry stared; placing a hand on her belly, he felt the babies kick.
"Wow!" they said in unison, smiling.
"Did you feel that?! They kicked!" beamed Hermione.
"Yeah!" he replied.
Harry placed a tender kiss on her stomach, then took Hermione in his arms and kissed her sweetly.
"You're incredible, 'Mione. I couldn't ask for a better Witch to be the mother of my children. You're perfect. I love you," said Harry.
"Oh, Harry, I love you, too!" cooed Hermione, embracing Harry tightly in her arms again.
Regretfully pulling away from her embrace, "Alright, you nap. Ron and I will call you when dinner's ready," said Harry.
"Okay. And dinner already sounds good, these kids have kicked my hunger into overdrive," replied Hermione.
"Excellent, we'll make loads," winked Harry as he left the door partially open.