Author's Note: Please ignore the technicalities that would make this story impossible. Me and my friend just wrote this for a laugh.
The year is 2005. Harry and Ginny and Ron and Hermione are married.

"Ron, get the door!" Hermione shouted.

Ron groaned as he put down his Red Vines and walked to the door. He opened it to find his sister and best friend of the doorstep.

"Harry! Ginny!" He exclaimed giving them both a huge hug, "It's so great to see you!"

"Ron… We live next door" Ginny said slowly.

Ron mumbled something about 'technicalities' and stood to the side so they could come in. Hermione came down the stairs and greeted them. They all went into the living room and Ron grabbed his Red Vines and continued to eat them.

"What would everyone like to drink?" Hermione asked as she walked into the kitchen.

"BUTTERBEER!" Ron shouted quickly.

There was a small silence in which Hermione shot Ron a withering glare.

"Same please" Harry said looking at Hermione.

"I'll just have a water" Ginny said softly.

"Water? Are you insane?" Ron asked his sister.

"No Ronald. Just not a drunk"

Ron made a rude hand gesture, which did not go unnoticed by Hermione.

"RON!" She exclaimed.

Ron hung his head and sat down.

A few minutes later, after a brief catch-up, Ginny sat up straight in her chair.

"I have something I need to say. It's kind of important and slightly awkward"

"You met Lockhart, Hagrid and a Thestral in a bar" Ron said sitting upright and pointing at Ginny.

"No… Why would that have happened?"

"It was in my dream. And my dreams always come true" Ron said defensively.

"Including the one where you actually finished Hogwarts: A History" Hermione asked.

"NO!" Ron said, shuddering at the thought, "Like the one where I was in school, naked"

Harry choked on his butterbeer and Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"Moving on…" Ginny said after a slightly awkward pause, "That wasn't my news. My news is… I'm pregnant"

"Oh My Wizard God! That's great Ginny!" Hermione said clapping her hands together.

"And it's yours Hermione" Ginny said biting her nail.

Harry choked on his butterbeer for the second time.

"Blimey, a baby" Ron said, as if he'd never heard of such a thing before.

No body said anything as they waited for Ron to understand. He was taking a huge sip of his butterbeer when it hit him. He spouted the butterbeer out of his mouth and onto the cat that had unfortunately chosen that moment to walk in.

"What?" Ron exclaimed with butterbeer dripping down his chin.

"Ginny…" Hermione said softly, unsure of what to say.

"When did- ? How did -? What did- ? Oh My Wizard God!" Harry said.

"Last month. At Bill and Fleur's Wedding Anniversary. You two got drunk out of your minds and began snogging each other" Ginny said pointing at Harry and Ron.

Harry began to, once again, choke on his butterbeer whilst Ron began spluttering incoherent words.

"We never!" Ron finally managed to say.

"We have pictures!" Hermione said triumphantly.

Neither Harry nor Ron knew what to say about this.

"Anyway, Hermione and I got rather jealous so to try and make you two jealous we began kissing. You two were so engrossed with what you were doing that you didn't even notice us! Everyone else did" Ginny began.

"I think if two girls were kissing in front of us we'd have noticed!" Ron said quickly.

"Nope. You seemed to be much more interested in playing tonsil tennis with Harry and trying to remove his belt" Hermione said.

Harry choked on his butterbeer although this time with much of the liquid choosing his nostrils as it's means of departure. Ron quickly stood up and moved to sit on the other side of the room from Harry.

"Whilst you two were going at it, Hermione and I also got rather engrossed so we moved upstairs and…"

Ron stared at her expectantly.

"You get the picture" Hermione said quickly.

"I don't" Ron said putting his hand in the air.

"What we did last Saturday Ron" Hermione said placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Ah, that was fu – Wait what!" As he suddenly understood what Ginny was implying.

"It was a mistake and we were probably also slightly drunk but now we have to deal with this" Ginny said, looking at Hermione.

Hermione nodded and looked at her husband who was eating his Red Vines with a sour expression on his face. She then looked at her best friend who was wiping the butterbeer off his trousers. She then looked back at Ginny, the woman who was pregnant with her child. What were they going to do? She cast her mind back to 1998, which was when the Battle of Hogwarts had happened. Voldemort…Baby. Baby…Voldemort. Whichever way you looked at it, Voldemort was the preferred option.

Next Chapter: Luna comes to visit the Potter/Weasley's with the Giant Squid in tow. Ron develops a drinking problem.
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