This is my first fanfiction I don't own anything to do with the Harry Potter world! Shocker, I know.
I'm not positive how long this story will be… I kind of just had this idea and wondered if I could write it out.
I'm open to all sorts of reviews: Grammar Police, Critics, and Anyone Welcome!
I have lots to learn so let's do this!
Title: I Love My MIL… Really
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into him.
"Oh Ron," she sighed and arched into him.
"Moine..." he breathed into her neck."It's been so long". He started to unbutton her blouse.
"Mum!" Little Hugo hopped onto his parents bed, jolting Hermoine out of her dream. "Rosie said pop is coming home soon!"
Hermoine smiled at her son, a miniature version of her handsome husband. Ron had been on an Auror mission for the past 3 months. She tried to keep busy with work but there was a lull in her meetings with the Ministry. God, how she missed him. Especially the bickering and verbal foreplay... After all, making up was the best part.
"Yes, my little man. Rose is right. Daddy will be home tonight..." Hugo's face lit up like the bright sun.
"I have to get my toys ready! You know how much dad loves playing with my Wizard figures!" Hugo ran off to his room in a flash. Hermoine could just imagine him lining up all his little wizards like an army, so Ron could bring them to life with his wand and make them battle on Hugo's orders.
After a big yawn and stretch, she rolled over and cast a tempus charm... 5:00 in the morning... Would her son ever learn to sleep in on a weekend?
Hermoine was expecting Ron around dinner time via floo network. She was thrilled. She had left her hair with its natural curl since Ron insisted he preferred it that way. Rose was dressed in a light green summer dress almost a smaller mirror image of the one Hermoine was wearing. Hugo had to change several times. He was attempting to play quidditch in the back yard; unable to ride a broom yet things got pretty messy.
The kids were upstairs washing their hands for dinner when Hermoine heard a big poof from the fireplace. A huge grin graced her face as she ran into the living room.
"Shit," she whispered. Hermoine was not a big curser. (She saved that for verbal foreplay as well, but I digress). Right outside the puff of green smoke was her mother-in-law.
All she wanted was for some time alone with Ron and their children when he first got in... Not exactly going to happen with Molly as a mother-in-law. Don't get it twisted, Hermoine loved her in laws but to say Molly was occasionally overbearing would be an understatement! She wasn't so bad when Ron and Hermoine first got married but once she had Rose and Hugo it was a totally different story.
Hermoine mustered up her most gracious fake smile, "Molly! What a pleasant surprise!" Practically gritting her teeth.
Molly didn't seem to notice as she looked around the house. "Oh dear if you needed help cleaning all you needed to do was send an owl." She whipped out her wand and in a single wave brooms, mops and dusters were at work. "No worries dear, the family will be here momentarily. I've got this under control... Why don't you get ready...Maybe something with your hair?" She did her sweetest, most innocent smile at Hermoine.
Hermoine wanted to pop Molly in her big Weasley nose. Instead she bit her tongue, flashed her a big smile and whipped up the stairs before she said something she'd regret. Her parents taught her to be respectful but sometimes it wasn't easy.
'Oh God.. She said the family?' Hermoine thought. Surely Molly didn't mean the whole family... From Charlie to Ginny... And all the kids!
Hermoine looked in the mirror and took a deep breath as she heard the floo firing off and the dozen cracks of apparition on her front door step. 'Should be nice to see Ginny and Harry...anything for my Ron', Hermoine thought as she opened her bedroom door to face the mass of redheads downstairs.