I'm sitting in the Weasley's kitchen, watching Ron, who is sitting across from me talking to Harry. I don't know what they are talking about, but it seems serious. George and Percy are sitting next to them, George was holding five month old Fred and Percy had his year old daughter, Molly. Fleur and Audrey were trying to help Molly at the stove. Angelina and Ginny were talking about Quidditch. James was sleeping in his mother's arms. Bill and Arthur were talking about Goblins relation; Bill was trying to get Louis to sleep. Teddy and Victoire were playing outside on this warm September day. Dominique was sleeping in the sitting room. Everyone was here to celebrate my birthday.
Ron gives me a look from across the table. I could feel my insides melt. I could never tell him that I love him. All I'm to Ron is friends with benefits. We would sleep together a couple times a week. There was never any time to tell him how I felt after the war because things kept happening. We had Fred's funeral and Ron was hurt about losing his brother. I went to Australia to get my parents, but they loved it there that they stayed there after I returned their memories. When I got back, I went back to school to finish my last year. When I came to the Burrow for Christmas with Ginny, Ron and Harry were gone. I thought I could talk to him then. I was jealous of Ginny at the time; Harry was sending letters and presents through the year. During that time I got one letter from Ron, telling me that he was okay and not to worry.
The next time I saw him, he had changed. I felt like I couldn't talk to him. We never got a change to talk about the kiss that took place during the war. He wasn't the same fun-loving Ron I knew. There was no sparkle in his eyes. I couldn't bring up the kiss. We got into an easy friendship, I knew it was never going to be the same.
A few years ago at Harry and Ginny's wedding, Ron and I were having a great time. We dance almost every dance together. We sent Harry and Ginny on their honeymoon, everyone was leaving and Ron said that he would see me home. I didn't say anything because I wanted it.
When we got to my door, I lean up and kissed him to thank him for bringing me home. He turned his head my lips touched his. I threw my arms around his neck; he picked me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He kicked the door closed with his foot while I was unbuttoning his robes. They fell on the floor; the top of my dress was coming undone. We slowly lose the clothes before we made it to the bedroom.
When we enter my room the only thing Ron had on was his boxers. I could felt how much he wanted me through them. He threw me on the bed after taking off my bra and knickers. Before Ron took off his boxers, he closed the door. He jumped right in bed naked as the day he was born. He was ready for anything that came that night. He climbed over me and kissed me. The next couple of hours all I remember were the multiple orgasms I had. By the time I got to sleep, I could not move a muscle. Ron took me in his arms and we slept the rest of the day away.
The next morning, Ron was gone; there was a note on the pillow saying that we should keep this between us. I grab the pillow and it smells of him. It was hard looking at him the next couple of weeks without thinking of that night. His hands and lips all over my body. He finally corner me one day after dinner at the Burrow and told me I should stop looking at him like I want to eat him up. I told him the same thing, he decides there was only one way to solve this. We went back to my place before we jumped each other in his mother's kitchen.
We came to an agreement that while we were shagging each other it we will not see other people. We thought it would end in a couple of months, but it's been three years and we are still at it. It has been a hard secret to keep from his family. Even those I think Ginny knows something are going on with me.
"Hermione," Ginny voice broke my thoughts. "Are you seeing anybody?" She asked trying not to wake up James.
Yeah I'm sleeping with your brother, but I didn't say that. "Yeah," Everyone smiled. "But he is muggle. One of my parents' friend's son." I don't know how many times I told this lie.
"Is this the same guy you told me about a few years ago." Ginny asked. I nodded. "When are we going to meet him?"
"Um…" You already know him; he is sitting across from you. "He doesn't know that I am a witch."
"You been with him for three years and he still doesn't know you're a witch." Angelina gasped. Everyone had stopped their conversation to look at Ginny and I.
"Yeah, we are taking it slow." I said trying not to look at Ron.
"How slow are you going?" George asked.
Well I'm sleeping with your brother and I don't know how he feels about me, so we are just sleeping together. So I decided to tell them that. "We're get sleeping together." That shut everyone up. No body said anything and went back to their conversations.
Molly brought out dinner and something didn't agree with me. I made my excuses and went to the bathroom. I empty out everything in my stomach. I sat on the floor until my stomach was settle. I went back to the table and took my seat between Ginny and Fleur. Ginny handed me a plate of chicken.
"Are you okay, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah." I told her, passing the plate to Fleur who was making a plate for Victorie. Ginny nodded. Dinner passed quickly with talking and laughing.
After dinner we went to the sitting room for everyone to give me his or her presents. Everyone gave me something but Ron. All I got was a card; it told me that my birthday present was coming later. Everyone yelled at Ron and told him he should know when my birthday was. Ron just laughed it off. Everyone left soon after that.
Later that night I was reading a report for work, when I heard a knock on the door. I knew who it was when I open the door. Ron was standing in the doorway with one of his half smiles. He grabbed me in a hug. "Happy Birthday, Hermione." Ron said in my hair. He let me go and walked in. I closed the door. "So I'm a muggle." I nodded. "So, I'm good."
I made my way over to him. "You're not good. You're great." I wrap my arms around him.
"I think it's time for your birthday present." Ron picked me and carried me to my room.
I woke up the next morning to find Ron gone, I knew he would be. I wanted to lie in bed all morning, but my stomach had other ideas. I spent most of the morning in the bathroom, so I owl work telling them I would not be coming in.
I was in the bathroom when I heard the floo. "Hermione, are you here!" Ginny yelled through the flat.
"In the bathroom." I yelled. I heard Ginny walk down the hall.
"Wow, what happen in your room? Was Mr. Muggle here last night?" Ginny said from the doorway. I give her a look asking her what she was doing here. "Harry told me you were not at work today. I came over to see if you were okay."
The next time I see Harry, I'm going to kill him. "I just have a stomach bug that all." I said. I got up and follow Ginny out to the sitting room, where James was sleeping.
"Hermione was your last period?" Ginny asked.
I gave her a questionable look. "Um…" I went to look at my calendar I kept in a drawer and saw when my last period was. I turn to Ginny. "Why?"
"You could be pregnant?" Ginny stated as if it was a matter of fact.
"I can't be, we been very careful." I said.
"Harry and I were careful, now we have James." Ginny took a seat on the couch.
"I'll have to get a test." I ran around the flat looking for my purse.
"I got one right here." Ginny took out a brown paper bag and shook it in front of me.
"How did you know?" I questioned her.
"From last night and I know you would never call in, so I grabbed one on my way over." I grab the bag from her and made my way to the bathroom.
I follow the direction on the box. I sat on the toilet and waited until it was done. What was I going to do if I was pregnant? Do I want this baby? I thought about it for two seconds, I was going to keep it, even if Ron doesn't. Now how am I going to tell Ron that I'm going to have a baby? How will we tell our families that we are going to have a baby together? They would know that we been sleeping together. I put my hands on my stomach, there could be al life growing in there.
After five minutes or what felt like forever, I looked at the test and it was positive. I was going to have a baby, a little redhead child that looked like Ron. I picked up the test and walked in the sitting room, Ginny was changing James. She looked up when I enter the room.
"I'm going to have a baby." I said. I fell in the chair by the fireplace.
"Are you going to tell the father?" Ginny asked as she put James down.
"I have too." I said. I put my head in my hands.
"Hermione, you know Harry and I will be there for you." I looked through my hands to see Ginny kneeling in front of me.
"I know. I don't know how the father is going to react to this." I said.
"Do you want me to go with you." Ginny asked. I knew she was dying to meet him.
"No, you are not going to meet him." I smiled.
Ginny smiled. "I tried." Ginny got up and went to get James. "Tell me how it goes." She picked up the diaper bag. "Oh, I brought my midwife's card." She handed me the card.
"Thank you." I put the card down.
"No problem. I got to go." She picked up James' carrier and left through the floo.
I made an appointment with Ginny's midwife. I decide I would take the train to Ron's flat. I needed to think about what I was going to say to Ron. I didn't know how Ron was going to take this. I was at Ron's flat before I knew it.
I looked at the number on the door before I knocked. Ron's roommate answers the door. "Hello, Hermione."
"Hey, Sam is Ron here." Sam let me in the flat.
"Yeah." Sam closed the door. "Ron! Hermione is here." Sam went to his room. Ron came out a few minutes later.
"Hermione, what are you doing here." Ron asked. When I saw Ron's face, I burst into tears. "Hermione, what is wrong?"
"I'm…" I took a breath. "I'm pregnant."
