Second one-shot! Hope you enjoy


Hermione sat in her living room, after an hour straight of crying. Her husband, Ron, was an Auror. He left on a mission, about two weeks ago. He promised he would be back soon. But apparently he didn't keep that promise.

The mission he was on lead to a battle. Only a few Aurors had lived. And no news from Ron; he had to be dead.

She buried her face in a pillow on her sofa. This was the worst few days of her life.

Ginny had been over, and they cried together. Her husband, Harry, had mailed no news either. Ginny was devastated, having one baby already and also being newly pregnant with another.

Hermione stopped crying once again. She had to be a little stronger.

Suddenly, the front door had opened. "Hermione, I'm home!" A voice yelled. It was Ron.

Hermione ran down the steps and flew into arms. She kissed him full on the lips for a few seconds, before pulling away and slapped him across his face.

"Where were you?! I waited and waited for a letter after I heard most of the Aurors had been dead. Why didn't you send anything?" Hermione cried.

Ron looked into her eyes. "Well, I would've, but we had a war going on!"

"I know that, I'm not an idiot. But afterwards, no word. A full week went by, and not a single letter!"

"I'm sorry, but I had work as well…"

"Oh, but a letter was too hard to write! Ronald Bilius Weasley, you are a total moron!"

"I'm sorry…" Ron trailed off into silence, but Hermione had a lot more to say.

"I have been crying for about a week straight, and so has Ginny. Bill and George thought there was a possibility that you were alive, but even by their own words they weren't convinced! And how do you think I was supposed to raise the baby all on my own. And what about-"

"Wait, what was that about a baby?" Ron now looking up from the floor, which he became so interested in during Hermione's lecture.

"If you must know, I'm pregnant. Anyway-"

"You're pregnant!? Why didn't you send a letter?"

"Well, it's not like you not sending word you were still alive."

"Ha. We are equal. I didn't send word I was alive, but you didn't send word you were going to have a baby."

Hermione glared at him, and then rolled her eyes.

"Fine, I guess we are equal…"

Ron grinned, and kissed her again.

"Why did you even think I would leave you? I would never leave you." Ron whispered into her ears.

She shrugged. "You never know. But next time, please just pick up a bloody pen and paper and write."


Hoped you liked it! please R&R