Summary Harry, Neville and their children after the final battle. Oneshot!

Disclaimer I own nothing. This is fiction.

Warning Ginny bashing, mpreg. Totally non canon

Rating PG-13

Prophetic Love

Harry smiled as the front door closed behind him. Finally, he was home.

"Neville! I'm home."

"In the kitchen!"

Harry chuckled. Who knew that Neville was a good cook? After Potions, Harry was afrai to let him near on oven or a hob, but Neville was an amazing cook. It shocked everyone. Even Neville. Harry walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around his lovers expansive waist. Neville leaned into the touch, smiling.

"And how was your day?"

"It was alright. Kinda boring."

"Three months pregnant, with three year old twins is boring?"

"When the twins are with their uncles, it gets boring."

"Which uncles?"

"Ron and Draco."

"Still can't believe they're together."

"Well they are. And they're happy. Like us."

"Or Blaise and Hermione."

Neveille smiled and moved closer to his husband.

"I saw Ginny at the market today."

Harry tensed up. He hated Ginny. All she did was insult Neville and the children. Remus said, he died, she was worse than Lily after Sirius got married to James and gave birth to Harry.

"What did she say?"

"Well, I didn't have the boys with me, so she wasn't as bad. Just badmouthing me and the boys. Calling me a whore. Said you only married me because I was pregnant."

"That's bullshit!"

"I know."

Harry turned Neville in his arms and pressed a kiss to his lips

."I love you."

"Love you too Harry."

The front door was opened and they heard two pairs of feet run to the kitchen. Ron followed the kids into the room.

"Sorry. I can't stay. Draco got us a reservation at Chez Merlin."

"Wow. That's the most exclusive restaurant in the wizarding world."

"It's nice being engaged to a Malfoy. And we won't be home tomorrow, so if you need someone to babysit, Fred and George are free."

Harry shuddered. The kids learned bad things with the twins.

"Thanks Ron. Have a lovely evening."

Ron waved goodbye to his friends and apparated out. Harry looked down at his two sons. James Sirius and Frank Remus.

"Did you two behave?"

"Yes."

"We always do."

Neville giggled into Harry's shoulder at the two innocent looks directed at them. Harry smiled at his adorable sons.

"Go get cleaned up for dinner."

They raced off, Frank's cry of victory reaching their ears. Harry rested his hands on Neville's stomach.

"We'll have a little girl soon."

"Harry. I've thought of a name."

"What?"

"Can we name her Alice?"

Harry melted at the hopeful tone in his voice.

"Neville, if you wanted, I would call her Voldemort."

"No worries there Harry. Thank you."

"The twins are named after both my parents and my god-father. It's the least I can do."

Neville turned the dinner off and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.

"Eeww! Frank, look away."

"Cute. Come on. Into your chairs."

Harry helped his children into their booster seats and smiled as they pulled at his hair and glasses. Neville put their plates in front of them and they delved in. Harry smiled as he watched his family. Frank, the quieter of the twins, was feeding himself with his hands, while James, who took after his grandparents, was throwing his food everywhere. Neville was trying to clean the mess and eat his own meal.

"You could help ."

"Ok. Sit down."

Neville sat down and Harry started to clean his sons. They had these two devils and another on the way. Still, Harry wouldn't change this for the world or for Ginny, that bitch. He pressed a kiss to Neville's head as he passed him. Oh yeah, this was the life.

A/N Done. R&R please. I kinda hated the fact that Fred died so I changed it. Also, James/Sirius is one of my many OTPs, so they're here