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A/N: I hope this is good enough for you guys! I've never done a one-shot before. BUT…if a lot of people like this idea. This just might turn into a new series! I hope you guys enjoy my little one-shot! This will be a short one-shot, though.

Surrey, England

6:40 pm

"Did she forget her jumper? Oh, I hope she finds her way around the castle. Does she remember her classes? What about her wand? Is her wand-"

"Hermione! Darling, calm down. She's well prepared!" Ron exclaimed at her worried wife. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her neck.

Hermione gave him a small smile, and sighed.

"I just hope Hugo will be alright. He's never been away from his sister." She said, softly. Ron smiled, scoffed and squeezed her.

"He'll be fine," Ron said simply, and closed his eyes. "Now, is supper ready yet?'

Hermione scoffed loudly, and swatted his hands away.

"Ronald! This is about our children! Not whether supper is ready or not!" She exclaimed and stomped her foot.

Ron scoffed. This was the same Hermione he met 23 years ago. The same, bushy haired, big teethed and snobby little girl, who weighed no more the 60lbs.

Hermione smiled, and closed her eyes.

"Hugo!" She yelped.

"Supper!"

xXx

"What if he is in Syltherin? I'm just afraid he'll be picked on." Harry said, pulling his shirt off, and climbing into bed.

Ginny smiled and wrapped her thin arms around Harry.

"Sweetheart, things aren't the same as they were years ago. No more stereotypes'." She said, and kissed his chest.

Harry rubbed her back.

"But, he won't be satisfied. I'm afraid my little talk with him wasn't enough." Harry said, and kissed the top of Ginny's hair, which now has turned a light brown.

"He'll be ok! I promise sweetheart!" Ginny said, looking up into Harry's blue eyes.

Harry smiled and lifted his hand to his forehead.

He lightly touched his now, fading scar on his forehead.

xXx

3:30 am

Hermione sat in the bathroom, and touched her stomach.

"How in the ruddy-hell am I supposed to tell him?' She said, softly to herself.

She glanced up at the four pregnancy sticks, sitting on the counter.

All read positive.

Hermione sighed. This can't be' happin'.

A/N: Yay! I'm hope you all enjoyed my little one-shot! If you'd like it to become a series, you a PM me, or review this! I don't know yet if this will become a series or not, but…we'll see!

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