Weasley twins X reader- Smut, Fluff and all other good stuff (Requests open)

George X Reader (unspecified gender) (part 5) girl's ending

This is the Girl/ female gender ending. You'll see why I did them separate.

Y/N's POV:

"Look at the pretty sight. The dirty gingers and my stupid daughter. Just what I wanted to see." My father snarled as the rest of the Weasley's came running up the passage, lead by my mother.
"What the fuck did you just say to me?" George bellowed, making the room go silent. My father glared at my boyfriend with evil eyes. "Don't you dare ever say that about Y/N!" He stood about two meters away from my father and it didn't look like he was backing down.
"George." I quietly warned, taking his hand. "George, I have to tell you something." His tall body turned to face me and I took hold of his hand .
"Y/N? Love, what's wrong?" He asked, very concerned. I shook my head and I looked down.
"Georgie, I...I'm, Umm-" I placed his hand to my stomach and his eyes lit up.
"Your pregnant?!" He asked, not sure if he had understood quite what I was getting at. I nodded and looked down and held my eyes shut, waiting for him to hit me but instead, he slipped his hand across my cheek and picked me up and kissed me. A tear fell onto his hand and he put me down. "Why are you crying, love?" His gentleness encasing me.
"I though you would be mad at me and hit me." I softly replied, hiding my face in the chest.
"How could I ever be mad at such a beautiful thing? We are having a child together. It's incredible! And I would never, ever, ever hit you. I have never and will never put my hand on you like that. I love you too much to ever hurt you."
"Oh, Darling." My mother ran over to me and hugged me. "I'm going to be a grandmother." She chanted in the happiest voice I had ever heard from her. She then hugged George, telling him that she was happy for him and that he would make an amazing father.
"What!" My father finally chimed in. I think he had been channeling his inner rage for the past five minutes. "No! I forbid it!" He pulled out his wand and pointed it at George. "You ruined my daughter!" He cried.
    "You did that yourself. Look at how you treat her!" The nineteen-year-old screamed back. He placed his hand on my side and lifted my shirt to show the dark purple and green bruises that lined my whole body.
     "Lucius...is this true?" My mother stuttered her words. She looked me up and down. "You hit our daughter?" She almost began to cry. "How could you?" She pulled her wand on her husband  and he smirked.
   "You wouldn't dare, Narcissa." He cackled. She rolled her eyes.
    "Just watch me." But, before she could, my father beat her to it.
    "Expelliamus." My father knocked her wand flying. He approached her and placed his wand to her neck. "Avada kedavra!" He exclaimed.
     My mother's lifeless, cold body came crashing to the ground, falling at my feet. No breath was left in her body.
    "No!" I screamed, falling into George's arms. He tried to hush me as I wailed into his chest, his large hands rubbing small circles into the top of my back. I couldn't see what was going on but he next thing I heard was, at least I think, Charlie's voice and a small grunt from my father. George pressed his lips to my hairline and repeated the same phrase over and over as we sank down to the floor.
    "He can't hurt you. He can't hurt you anymore." He whispered as my knees weakened. The older boy held me up as Draco placed a small hand on my back.
   "I'm sorry, Dracie." I whispered as I fell into his arms. My brother was only a year older than me but we were the same hight. He hugged me in his protective stare until I let go.
   "Thank you all for coming to help me. I can't thank you enough." I grabbed George's hand and he kissed me deeply. He rested his head on top of mine.
    "Oh, that reminds me." George said, reaching into his pocket. He knelt onto one knee and pulled out a simple thin silver ring with a peridot gem in the middle. "Y/N Y/M/N Malfoy, will you make me the happiest man alive by being spend the rest of your life putting up with me?" He asked. The way he proposed made me made me giggle. I nodded.
   "Of course I will, George. I will happily spend the rest of my life putting up with you." I flung my arms around the love of my life and we embraced with a sweet kiss.

...9 months later...
3rd person POV:

     "George." Y/N screamed as George waited anxiously outside of the door. Suddenly, there was silence and a very happy Mrs.Weasley. She opened the door and George stood up and looked at his mother.
   "Come on." She opened the door and the sight George saw made a huge smile appear on his face. His fiancée was laying in bed with three beautiful babies.
   "Oh, Y/N." He ran over and kissed her softly and took one of the babies into his arm.
   "What should we call them. They are all (girls/ boys)." Y/N softly whispered as one of the babies opened its eyes. They all had their father's hazel eyes and their mothers very pale skin.
    "I think we should call them Y/F/N, Y/F/N and Y/F/N."
    "I think that's perfect."