"Ronald!" Hermione screamed, "Will you put down your fork and come help me for once?"
"I'm eating!" Ron shouted through a mouthful of sausage.
Little Rose was throwing another temper-tantrum in her high chair. She had set Hermione's hair on fire and the sink had exploded again.
"Ron, get in here!" Hermione shouted.
Ron had reluctantly gotten up from the table and walked into the kitchen. "Bloody Hell, don't you know how to feed a baby? I mean I'm sure you read a book abou-"
"I DON'T SEE YOU DOING ANYTHING!" she yelled.
Ron's eyes grew as big as tennis balls as he stared at his wife. He pulled out his wand and used the first spell that came to mind. "Aquamenti," he said blasting Hermione with a jet of clear water.
"RON!" she exclaimed.
Ron picked up Rose and started singing a lullaby, which only caused Rose to cry louder. Hermione was huffing and her face was redder than it had ever been.
"Hermione, calm down okay? It's not like this hasn't happened before. Go sit down in the living room and I will take care of the mess."
"You actually doing something? I'll believe it when I see it!" Hermione snapped.
"What do you mean? I do help out with Rose!" Ron said loudly and offended.
Hermione huffed and stormed into the other room dripping water everywhere she went. Ron was bobbing Rose up and down in his left arm (she was still throwing a tantrum) and waved his wand at the sink saying "Reparo." The sink repaired itself and with another wave of his wand, the floor had dried. He went to the closet and took out the mop that Molly had given to Hermione. "It will take loads of pressure off of you at home," Ron remembered his mother explaining.
The mop started to clean the floor of the spaghetti stains that were fresh on the tile and Ron walked into the living room to sit with Hermione. He plumped down next to her and laid Rose back into a sleeping position. She stopped wailing and just stared up at her daddy as if to say "I think my mommy is mad at us."
Ron put his free hand behind Hermione and began to softly rub her back. "I'm sorry; I didn't know she set your hair on fire. She never did it before."
Hermione who was still soaking wet looked at him apologetically. "Ron," she said looking at him smiling, "I'm sorry for overreacting... But there's something you should know."
Ron looked at her dumbfounded.
"Obviously Ron, if you can't tell by now..." Hermione laughed weakly. Ron looked as puzzled as ever. "Ron," Hermione said looking into his blue eyes, "I'm pregnant."