*Meeting Belle*

The battle was finally over. Voldemort had been defeated and everything was well. People was helping the wounded and consoling the ones who lost loved ones, including his own family. Ron just looked at Fred who was lying on the floor. He couldn't believe his brother was dead and that he wasn't going to come back. He was never going to meet his niece. And there it hit him: Hermione and the baby. Last time he saw them, he had made sure they were safe in the infirmary. He had told Hermione that he was going to keep fighting and that he was going to come back to them. Now was the time. He turned around to go there when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head to see whose was it and noticed it was Harry.
"You going to see them?" Harry asked. Ron smiled a bit and nodded.
"You should come too. You'll love her. She's gorgeous! She got Mione's eyes and her nose." He said with a big grin on his face. Harry smiled a little.
"Then, let's go." He said.
"Where are you boys going?" Mr Weasley asked them.
"The hospital wing. Hermione's there." Harry said. Mrs Weasley looked at the, concerned.
"Is she alright?" She asked sniffing.
"She's perfect. In fact, you should come with us to see her. There's someone there you need to meet too." Ron said eagerly. His parents looked at him, confused. Just then did he realise that his parents knew nothing about him and Hermione's news.
"Just to give you a hint: Hermione and I are together. In fact, we've been together since the night of Bill and Fleur's wedding. And see, something happened and... I know you'll be totally mad because we're young and everything, but... you should really come with us and see it for yourselves." He explained still with a big grin on his face. Yes, many people had lost their lives in battle. Yes, his brother was dead and he felt devastated as the rest of his family. But he couldn't help smiling widely. He was alive and he felt hopeful for the first time in years. And there was a little girl in the arms of the love of his life that was a living proof of it.
Him and Harry started walking. As soon as they walked in the infirmary, Ron headed to Hermione's bed where Ginny was already talking and laughing. In the moment they saw him, Ginny hugged him and Hermione started to cry.
"I'm so happy you're OK." Ginny told him. Then they pulled away and she smiled at him. "She's gorgeous, Ron." She added. Harry went and hugged Hermione as she cried, then he looked at the little bundle in her arms.
"Is this...?" He asked. She sniffed and nodded.
"This is Belle." She said, smiling, as she placed the baby in his arms.
"Hermione, she's gorgous!" Harry exclaimed looking at the little ginger baby he was holding his arms. Hermione smiled. Ron went to her and hugged her and kissed her passionately.
"I was so scared I would never see you again." she cried when they pulled away.
"I promised you I'd never leave you." he said, wiping her tears with his thumbs, then he kissed her again.
"Ronald Billius Weasley!" His mother called from the door. Ron pulled away from his girlfriend and went to Harry.
"Can I have her back, mate?" He asked his friend. Harry placed the baby in his friend's arms. Ron looked at her with so much love! The little girl looked at him with sleepy eyes.
"Hello, princess! I missed you so much, you know. And I'm so happy to see you. I told you I would be back for you and your..." he said before his mom cut him off.
"Ronald. Billius. Weasley, what in the name of Merlin is going on in here?" she demanded. Ron just smiled and kissed his baby's head.
"Mom, dad. I want you to meet someone very special." Ron said walking to them. "This... is Belle Granger-Weasley, your granddaughter." He said, showing his parents the tiny baby girl in his arms.
"Ronald Weasley, you didn't..." His mother protested before Ron cut her off.
"Yes, we did. And I know we were irresponsible and everything, but... I don't regret it at all. I love Hermione and she loves me and she's it for me. And just... just look at her." He said placing the baby in his mother's arms.
Molly Weasley was ready to reprimand her youngest son and his girlfriend for being so irresponsible, but in the second she laid eyes on the little girl in her arms, everything was forgotten. Her very first grandchild was there to remind her and everyone of the sacrifices they had done to end the war and of the bright future they had ahead.