Hello Hogwarts
A/N I'm back sorry it took so long to put this up but lots of weird crap is happening with my friends and I (according to my dad I'm J.P.'s cousin with the sweet hook ups I still can't believe he said that only now it's for a different reason cough K.G. cough) sorry I'm rambling. But aside from that being 14 socks dookie (I love that word) whatever here's my story.
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It had been four months since the defeat of Voldemort and Hermione Weasley was felling horrible. Her husband and best friend were to start there seventh year at Hogwarts. Harry had officially killed Voldemort on July 31 ( Talk about a birthday present) Harry believed that things would be different now that Voldemort was gone there was no reason not to go back to Hogwarts. Well he was right about one thing things would be different.
"Ugh," groaned Hermione while in the Hogwarts Express bathroom. She had been feeling sick every morning for almost two weeks. Hermione walked back to the compartment she was sharing with Ron and Harry.
"Felling better?" asked Harry with concern obvious in his voice.
Hermione shook her head indicating that no, she wasn't. She went and laid down over where Ron was sitting and laying her head on Ron's lap.
"I don't understand Hermione it's been like this for almost two weeks," said Ron while stroking her hair "I think you should see Madame Pomfrey (A/N Is that spelt wrong I don't want to check it's like 3:00 a.m. whatever) your really starting to worry me."
"Ron I'm f-," she stopped when she saw the look in his eyes "Ok I'll go the first day of term."
Ron smiled he knew she was only doing this for him. Since the summer their love seemed to have grown if possible as if they formed one complete person. They fit perfectly with each other physically and spiritually, her body always seemed to fit with his like a puzzle, His last piece of the puzzle.
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A few weeks ago when they were at the Dursleys' Professor McGonagall had sent them a letter saying because they were married they would be sharing a room. After Ron and Hermione climbed into bed they talked and the conversation led to kids.
"Ron do you want to, have kids?" Hermione knew she did every time she looked into her own future she always saw an abundant amount of kids with flaming red hair.
"Yeah, I guess I do, but whatever you do Hermione don't give me girls," He said in a semi-serious voice.
"Why, not"
"because you know me Hermione the second they start dating I'm going to want to murder some stupid guy that won't be good enough," he was talking in a very serious tone.
Hermione smiled "look at you already being protective of children that haven't even been conceived yet," she said in a tone that mocked him. "Come on we should get some sleep we have classes in the morning."
And so they slept not knowing that the next would be bigger than originally thought.
A/N Ok there's the first Chapter I really will update this story so don't worry.