Molly Weasley's Matchmaking Service: Chapter 14

Disclaimer: I love the Fred and George, but sadly I don't own the universe they live in. :(

Enjoy the last chapter folks!

"Mrs. Weasley?" An older man with oval glasses peeked in at the woman's nod he entered fully. The man was dark in complexion with a mix of black and grey curls on his head and adorned in light blue scrubs that looked to be muggle, but they had quaffles, bludgers, and snitches dotted around the top. The elder man smiled at the couple, "Hello, I'm healer Jackson and I'll be in charge of your case. So what seems to be the problem?" sitting down on a black leather rolling stool, the healer looked to the young couple. The young brunette sat on the medical table holding the hand of her husband who sat next to her in one of the old wooden hospital chairs.

"I wanted to see if there was any chance I might be able to conceive?" Hermione looked visibly nervous.

"Oh, alright. Well is there any reasons why you would think that you are sterile?" grabbing a clipboard and a quill.

"Well, my last boyfriend and I had had unprotected once and I freaked out but I didn't end up pregnant, we had gone and saw healer Clemens here and she had told us that I was unable to get pregnant. Of late though, Charlie and I have also been trying, but nothing." Healer Jackson nodded along with Hermione as he jotted down notes.

"Alright, have you ever, or are you taking any prevention potions? Perhaps muggle pills?" Hermione only shook her head 'no'. "I see, well do you mind if I run few quick tests and then we'll see what the problem is. Would you lie back on the table, please." pulling out his wand healer Jackson stood next to the table and waved his wand over Hermione's abdomen. After nothing too exciting happened the Healer walked over to another clipboard which had dark purple parchment on it. As his wand tip touched the parchment words started to appear in a list of some sorts.

"Hm, that's particular" looking over to the concerned and frightened witch who clasped her husband's hand desperately in her own. "Mrs. Weasley, you said you've never take any pregnancy prevention substances magical or muggle?"

"No, sir. My partners and I have only ever used contraceptive charms and a muggle condom once" Healer Jackson frowned.

"Well, I don't see why you were diagnosed as being sterile. You have traces of fetus foetus in your system. Which is an anti-pregnancy potion given to women who wish not to have children. I'll just go grab you some counter potion and you should be right as rain!" As the Healer walked out of the hospital room Hermione threw herself at Charlie who took her up welcomingly.

"Oh, Love this is wonderful!" Charlie kissed her one more time, as Hermione sat with him in his chair.

"I can't believe it! The healer had said that I had an extremely low chance of being able to get pregnant." Hermione was amazed she had been devastated at the news. Yes, she hadn't wanted kids right always, wanting to settle down and have a sturdy job before children came into the picture, but when she was told she wouldn't be able to have any at all it had almost destroyed her. The couple's excitement was interrupted momentarily by their healer coming back in with a small box in hand.

"Okie-dokie, so I have the remedy right here. So, you'll take a dose every night for the next week, then come back in and we'll make sure the entire former potion is cleared from your system." handing over the potion box to Charlie the healer smiled once more at the beaming brunette.

"Thank you, Healer Jackson" Shaking the healer's hand Charlie beamed as if he had just heard it was Christmas tomorrow.

"I do have a few question for you though, Mrs. Weasley, before you go. I was checking through your old files to see what tests your previous healer had administered to you, to diagnose you as sterile, but I found none. Your last files were all from your annual Ministry checkups." Healer Jackson face read confused, worried, with a tad bit of tiredness.

"I don't understand. Are you saying the last healer I saw wasn't a Healer?" creasing her eyebrows Hermione thought hard, she knew she had come to St. Mongos with Ron and a female Healer had checked her along with a diagnoses. It just didn't add up.

"Yes, I'm afraid so." Pursing his lips as he creased his already wrinkled forehead more, Healer Jackson shook his head. "What kind of jaded weasel would do such a thing? Anyways, good luck and have a great rest of your day!" Mr. Jackson winked at the couple, but startled when Charlie abruptly stood up, pulling Hermione with him.

"Thank you so much, Healer Jackson, and. Cheers!" exiting the room and heading toward the appointed apparition spot Hermione stopped causing Charlie to stop as well.

"Charlie!" Digging her heels in Hermione stopped causing Charlie to stop as well.

"What, love?"

"Care to explain?"

"I will once we are inside our home, and I'm inside of you" whispering the later part into Hermione's ear, Charlie only smirked at still being able to make his wife blush. Hermione was now the one pulling Charlie down the corridor to the apparition point.

"Daddy!"

"Mummy!" Hermione sprang awake as she heard yelps from her children, Charlie also sitting up beside her. Small feet pattered quickly through their bedroom door. Charlie bent down and scooped up their youngest Rhydian, after the famous Dragon rider. As Charlie dealt with Rhydian, Hermione picked up six-year-old little Rose who buried her curly mop of red hair into her mother's neck as another boom of thunder sounded off their walls, and the flash of the white lightning poured from the cracks in the curtains.

"Daddy, tell Rhyd and me da story of wen 'ou fought dose mean dwagons" Smiling down at his daughter Charlie grinned. Tucking the two little munchkins between Hermione and himself, Charlie pulled the covers over the four of them and as they all were settled he began regaling his children in stories of his younger years.

This is it.

I hope you all enjoyed.

Very sorry if this isn't all of what you all were expecting but I had actually planned for last chapter to be the last chapter...but here we are, so you can clearly see how that plan turned out.

I used Rhydian as a shout out to any of my fellow WolfBlood fans, Season Four! Very excited!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this.

Much love, Moe.