The pact

III.

“Wide load coming in” Ron warned as he waddled toward the ministry lift. His enormous belly leading the way as he carried two gift baskets.

A few startled ministry workers skuttled out the way as Ron waddled into the lift. Ron noticed a plump but not quite as colossal employee was pinned against the wall. As Ron turned slowly so he could jab the button with his enormous finger.

“Merlin you take up a lot of space” Cepheus said squeezing out from behind Ron.

“I’m a big man” Ron grinned. “Still in one peice..”

“I think you might have cracked a rib” Cepheus groaned puffing.

The lift groaned as it came to a stop. Ron heaved the door open and waddled out.

He wasn’t surprised that the ministers offices were as busy as usual. He slowly lumbered down the curved corridor following it around until he came to pair of glass doors. With a stained glass depiction of two hands holding a wand. Against the sun. Ron backed into it, the doors being forced open. Inside was an office large tables and the door through to the ministers office.

Ron approached the desk where a plump young woman in a three peice suit sat her hair shaved short on one side. “Delivery for the Minister of magic” Ron grinned. “Hello Ethel”

“Hello Mr Weasley” Ethel said with wry amusement. She looked Ron up and down, “You’ve put on weight.”

“Can’t be helped at my age” Ron grinned. “I have two gift baskets to be personally delivered to the minister.”

“You can just leave them here” Ethel rolled her eyes.

“She paid for hand delivery. It’s very important. Is she in a meeting, I asked

Her to pencil me in” Ron grinned.

“Oh that’s what we’re calling it” Ethel said squabbling with a quill.

Ron frowned deeply. “I’ll have you…” he paused. “Anyway. Is she in a meeting?”

“No. Go ahead…” Ethel smiled.

“Just so you know my penis is not pencil sized.”

“Height or width?“ Ethel said amused.

Ron flushed red becoming flustered. “Width?”

“I had a girthy penis once. Good times” Ethel sighed nostalgically. “Although I prefer the upgrade” she teased.

Ron chuckled politely. “I’m going to head in.”

“I cancel all her appointments incase you get stuck in a chair again” Ethel called after him.

Ron frowned, and waddled into Hermione’s office. “Delivery..”

Hermione looked up from stack of paperwork and winced. “Shit” she swore and covered her mouth.

“Language” Ron grinned. “Your a potty mouth.”

“Obviously you’ve rubbed off on me” Hermione replied. As Ron placed the baskets on her desk.

“I don’t rub off on you. There’s definitely penetration” Ron insisted.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. “We’re having very different conversations.”

“Ethel’s fault” Ron murmured cowed.

“Ronald Billius Weasley. Your. A married man” Hermione said in mock horror.

Ron frowned further, “You could have at least been a little more convincing”

“Ron. We both know your never going to cheat” Hermione smiled.

Ron smiled and waddled around her desk and leaned down to kiss her. His enormous belly pressing against her causing her chair to creak.

He leaned on the arm rest and Hermione’s arm curled around his enormous belly. “Hope you aren’t working yourself too hard” Ron murmured when they finally broke the kiss.

“Keeping busy” Hermione smiled. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with this chocolate.”

“No refunds” Ron grinned.

“It’s still a lot of chocolate” Hermione said wryly.

Ron considered for a moment, “I have one suggestion” he said playfully walking his plump fingers across Hermione’s belly.

“Ron. I can’t….I have” Hermione began to protest as Ron unwrapped a chocolate bar and offered to her.

“Go on Mione. You know I like your sweet tooth” Ron said smoothly. “I know about that snack drawer.”

Hermione’s cheeks blushed and her hand begun tugging Ron’s shirt out of the trousers. “I have an hour or so free” Hermione admitted as she ate the chocolate bar from Ron’s hand. Licking his finger as it began to melt.

“So greedy” Ron marveled his other hand rubbing Hermione’s stomach.

“The couch” Hermione suggested as Ron fed her another chocolate bar.

“How about the desk this time?” Ron suggested.

Hermione waved her and the desk cleared itself. As Ron fed her more chocolate, her lips becoming stained brown as he continued up the pace. “Mhmm..” Hermione said rubbing her stomach. “Make sure you eat. I love it when you make a pig of yourself.”

Ron grinned and pressed into her nuzzling her neck. “Mhmm careful. You know that gets me going..”

“Oh I know” Hermione said pulling at his shirt causing the buttons to pop open.

It wasn’t long before Ron had stuffed Hermione full of chocolate. Her lips and chin smeared with it, from enthusiastic kisses from Ron. He was pressed against her. His own gut engorged and stuffed.

“Urrrrrppp” Hermione burped lazily.

Ron smiled his fat hand already slipped down the waistband of her skirt. “How would you like to have some time off in nine months. Become fat and greedy…”

Hermione smiled a little. “More?”

“More…” Ron agreed rubbing her belly with his other hand. “If you don’t want too…”

“Are you jealous of Neville?” Hermione said puffing.

Ron nodded, “I thought I was too fat now. After the twins…”

Hermione rubbed Ron’s chest. “You’ve never been too fat” she smiled. “Let’s make a baby…”

Ron who was already hard began undoing his trousers. “Don’t have to tell me twice” he grinned.

❧

“Here we go” Hermione held the Mason jar of coloured liquid.

“Err…” Ron said a little clueless as he leaned over and turned down the volume on the radio. He then leaned and sniffed grimacing.

“Hermione. Why are you offering me a jar of your…” Ron glanced over Eddie and Mikey who were laying on the floor doing separate puzzles. “P..I….S…S..” Ron whispered spelling it out.

“Ron. It’s a pregnancy test” Hermione reminded him.

Ron’s eyes widened and he took in the jar. “Your pregnant” he grinned.

“I am. You were the one who wanted to start trying” Hermione said amused.

Ron grinned and pulled Hermione into a cuddle. “I thought you’d put on a few” he commented kissing her stomach.

Hermione playfully slapped his back. “I’m not that far along.”

“Your ruining the moment” Ron replied warmly. “What do we tell the kids?”

“Nothing. They have their own relationships to worry about” Hermione said wryly.

Ron smiled at her, “Boys” Ron said to Mikey and Eddie, who both looked up.

“Your going to be older brothers” Ron beamed.

The two boys looked a little confused. “Okay” they nodded and then went back to their respective puzzles.

Ron frowned. “I can’t tell that’s your size or my side kicking in” he mused.

“They are young, Rose didn’t understand what was going on until I was due with Hugo.”

Ron grinned warmly. “Merlin, I’d forgotten that. She hated Hugo.”

“At first. I’m sure some of your siblings hated you” Hermione said wryly.

Ron grinned. “Maybe so. Don’t you have work?”

“I do. I wanted to tell you first” Hermione smiled.

“Don’t forget to have breakfast” Hermione said prodding Ron’s belly.

“When have I ever forgot to have a meal” Ron grinned.

Hermione smiled and kissed him on warmly rubbing his big belly. “If I’m having baby, your not allowed to diet.”

“Understood” Ron grinned at her. “Stay home and get fat with me? Come on?”

Hermione chuckled. “Pregnant now. Just you wait Ronald Weasley I might get so fat I can’t walk.”

“Hermione Jean Granger. Don’t you dare threaten me with a good time” Ron beamed. “Boys should mummy stay home and eat all day?” Ron encouraged.

“Yes!” The boys chimed.

“Your all bias. But the wizarding world would fall apart otherwise” Hermione chuckled. “Where are my hugs?”

❧

Ron smiled in delight as Hermione waddled over to him. Her belly was already beginning to show. Rumours were swirling.

Ron was delighted for other reasons. Hermione when she was pregnant did one thing incredibly well. Eat. A lot. The rational part that encouraged portioning, and healthy eating always seemed to take a nine month vacation.

“I bought snacks?” Ron said warmly.

Hermione’s eyes lit up, as she spied the paper bag. “I’m starving” she admitted kissing Ron on the cheek. As she opened the bag and retrieved a burger out of the bag, and very impressively inhaled it large bites.

“Merlin I love you” Ron said in awe.

“The kids didn’t just get it from you” Hermione managed to say as she covered her mouth chewing.

From a door at the end of the corridor, Ethel walked through. Carefully so the door didn’t get a view of what was beyond.

“They think your kissing babies” Ethel said walking over.

“So we need your secretary here?” Ron frowned as he scoffed a handful of chips out of the bag.

“To make sure this is kept private” Hermione said unwrapping a second burger.

“That one was for…oh never mind” Ron muttered. “She hasn’t stopped eating.”

“I’ve noticed” Ethel admitted.

“It’s like when Rose and Hermione were both pregnant. I had to buy groceries twice a week to keep up” Ron frowned.

“You got me pregnant” Hermione replied rolling her eyes

Ron nodded, “Very true” he agreed. “I did” he patted Hermione’s belly.

The door opened and a healer smiled. “Mrs Granger, come through” they said leading them in.

“Sorry, I don’t have a chair that can handle your size. Are you comfortable if you stand?” They asked Ron curiously.

“I’ll cope” Ron nodded. Ron helped Hermione onto a chair, he watched curiously as the healer asked Hermione questions taking copious notes . Ron tried to hide the pain in his legs, as he subtly cast another gravity charm on his belly. Feeling the slight relief.

“Alright. So as I said Hermione due to your age and weight your pre disposed to having multiples. You had twins in your last pregnancy” The healer explained.

“Is it twins again?” Ron asked curiously.

“Actually it’s quadruplets” The healer said bemused. “Not the first I’ve had lately either..”

“Quadruplets? Seriously? Your pulling my bloody leg” Ron muttered.

“I’m not Hermione is pregnant with four children.”

Ron stared at Hermione’s belly. “Your going to get so fat” he said wryly. Hermione just patted her belly.

Chapter for Harry and Ginny

Chapter

“Does anything want anything stronger? I’m not drinking” Astor offered as he heaved himself up. Careful not to reveal that he was pregnant.

“I’m fine. Pregnant” Hannah smiled patting her belly.

“Of course” Astor smiled refilling Hannah’s milkshake.

“Milkshakes were a great choice” Hannah agreed.

“Yeah I’ve been in a milkshake mood lately” Astor said purposely avoiding the word craving.

“Really a mood?” Hermione said leaning forward curiously. “Is this a mood you often have.”

“Sometimes” Astor said cagily. “Anyway. What do you and Ginny want? I can make you cocktails?”

“Uhh. I’m fine” Ginny admitted.

“Really?” Hermione said turning to Ginny. “I’m fine too. The milkshake is fine.”

Hannah sighed and narrowed her eyes. “Who else is pregnant” she said firmly. “Because if Ginny isn’t drinking something is going on.”

“I don’t drink that much” Ginny said affronted.

“Ehhh” Astor disagreed. “Not that I can judge.”

“I’m pregnant” Hermione revealed.

Astor winced and hesitated. “Also Twins…” he said raising a hand.

“Ha. Triplets” Ginny grinned.

“Seriously?” Astor said turning his head toward her.

“Never been more grateful to be having just the one” Hermione commented.

“What are the odds that all of us are pregnant at once” Alice said amused.

“It’s to do with the pact our husbands made.”

“Excuse me?” Astor said turning to Ginny.

“Pact?” Hermione said equally unaware.

“Did they not tell you?” Ginny said curiously.

“Does my face look like I knew” Astor said his eyes narrowing.

“Okay. Well Harry communicates with me apparently. What did Draco tell you?” Ginny asked curiously. “Because you already have eight kids.”

“He told me something that had better be true” Astor said darkly.

“Should we be concerned” Hermione said raising an eyebrow.

“I think he’s mostly talk. Mostly” Ginny mused. “Also tempted to let it happen.”

“So what was this pact?” Alice asked curiously.

“That Neville bet our husbands that they couldn’t get their partners pregnant” Ginny said. “There was money and a threat of streaking involved.”

“I’m going to fucking kill him” Astor said firmly.

“No you won’t” Hermione said talking him down.

“No. I will, I have eight children, I don’t need another two. Is it too late to abort? Probably” Astor mused.

“Ah there are our growing wives” Ron grinned waddling in for outside. Harry and Neville behind, Draco was audibly wheezing.

“You need to get Draco in that gym of yours” Ron said to Astor.

“Did you all really make a pact on weather you could get us pregnant?” Astor said eyes narrowing.

“Oh oh” Draco realised, and backing against the wall.

“Who told?” Ron frowned then looked over at Harry.

“Did you bloody have too. She’ll tell mum.”

“I already did” Ginny said rolling her eyes. “And just because I have a good relationship with Harry.”

“Draco” Astor said calmly.

Draco gulped, “yes dear?”

“Was that the reason why you so badly wanted another child?” Astor said through gritting his teeth.

“One of the reasons. The other that I explained earlier is the primary reason” Draco admitted sweating.

“Is it?”

“Yes, please can we discuss this later” Draco said begging.

Astor grinned evily. “Draco is going to be immobile in a year..”

Ron, Harry and Neville all turned to Draco. “What?” They all replied.

“Between one and three years, yes” Draco said calmly.

“You pig. Been hiding that haven’t you” Ron accused.

“Yes of course I have” Draco retorted.