Authors Note:
I know that some people are going to get upset because of how I have Ron portrayed in this chapter. I expended on his temper. Do not worry though; Ron will change as the story goes on.
This is my first ever story!!! I hope you all enjoy it. Please comment.
When I woke up, it was bright already. Ron was sleeping next to me. He looked so peaceful. Lately, he has been having a hard time. Ever since The Final Battle, he has been acting weird. Every little thing set him off. I was almost afraid to wake him up.
"Ron, sweetie. It's time to wake up," I said softly. I was afraid of what might happen next.
"Goodmorninghermione," Ron mumbled under his breath. This early in the morning, I could never understand him.
"Ron, I have to go make breakfast. Can I trust that you will get up by yourself?" I said. Sometimes I had to treat him like a complete baby because he has been very irresponsible lately. We are both aurors for the Ministry, and the other day he was late for work. That is unacceptable in the auror department.
"Hermione, I am twenty five years old! Can you stop treating me like a baby?" He was basically yelling at me. I guess I do treat him bad sometimes, but that's his problem. He has been getting mad all the time, so I think I can sometimes get mad at him.
"Just get ready," I said as I left the room. While I was walking downstairs, Rose started crying. She always started to cry when she heard us get up, even though she was almost two.
Although I knew that Rose had to break out of her habit of crying for attention, I went into her room. It wasn't for her benefit. It was more because I needed someone to calm me down before I saw Ron again. As I walked into the room, Rose stopped crying as if she was telling me that she really didn't need anything.
Rose is so cute. I probably shouldn't say that about my own kid, it was hard not to. Looking at her face made me realize two things. First that I really do love Ron, despite everything that has gone on lately. Second thing was that I wanted another kid. It may sound weird, but it just hit me right then and there.
Since I was already in the baby's room, I decided to get her ready to go to Grandma and Grandpa Weasley's. Since both Ron and I work, the Weasleys take care of Rose along with Harry and Ginny's children, James and Albus.
To get the baby ready, I have to get her changed and pack her bag. With a swish of my wand, her bag was packed with a change of clothes, some dippers, and food. Unfortunately, the magical world does not have a spell to speed up the potty training process.
Once I finished changing Rose, I went downstairs to face Ron. Usually I make breakfast in the mornings, so when I got downstairs, an unhappy Ron met me.
"Hermione, all I ask of you is to make my freaking breakfast, lunch, and dinner, so when I come down the stairs, I expect breakfast to be made and on the table!" He was on a rant. Not only has he been mad in general, he gets 10 times worse when he's hungry.
"Ron, please, we have a kid for God sake! I have a lot more to take care of than just you. Besides I am not your mother. If you want to get up and get Rose ready, then I will gladly have breakfast ready for you when you come down the stairs," I responded.
"Well… well," he stuttered," Fine! Just get my breakfast now, will ya?"
Wow, he is a jerk, but I guess I can't blame him. After The Final Battle, everyone acted weirdly. We lost Fred, Tonks, Lupin, and not to mention all the others. Even Harry has been having problems, but according to Ginny, Harry is basically over it. I guess I would be more understanding if more people were acting like this.
Since I didn't want to upset Ron even more, I flicked my wand to get breakfast going. Thank God Mrs. Weasley taught me these handy household spells.
As the eggs and toast finished cooking, Rose began to cry again. I had forgotten to bring her down for breakfast, She, like her father, got very grumpy when she was hungry. She was like her father in other ways too. Not only does she look like Ron, but she has his temper. She has the bright red hair that is a Weasley signature. Although I say she is more like Ron, Ron likes to say she is more like me. She has my bushy hair and brown eyes. Ron also says she is smart. She did learn to talk and walk early. Lately she has been asking more and more questions, and some of the questions are very advanced.
"Mommy, how come the eggs are flipping themselves?" asked Rose as she came down the stairs. Like I said, she is very advanced. She was always asking questions like this, and sometimes I had no clue how to answer them.
"Well, that's because of something we call magic. Magic helps us do many things," I replied.
"Oh, okay, Mommy. So when are the eggs going to be done?" asked Rose. Not only was she really curious, she also moved from subject to subject really fast
"Well if you sit down next to Daddy, I'm sure they will be done soon," I answered.
A soon as I began to put the eggs on the plate, a silver stag burst through the door.
"Ministry under attack. All aurors report to ministry right away!" The stag yelled in the head auror's voice, Harry Potter.
