AN: I do not own Harry Potter.

This is going to be a collection of one shots giving us a look at Ron and Hermione's life together. They'll range from T to M.

Enjoy!

''Okay, love. I need to get going or I'm gonna miss my appointment.'' Elizabeth said as she kissed Rose's cheek on more time. ''Can you say 'Bye, Nana'?'' she asked Rose, who gurgled in response around her binky.

''Mum, she's only four months old.'' Hermione said as she took Rose in her arms and kissed her cheek.

''Well, she's very advanced for her age. You never know.'' Elizabeth said, picking up her purse.

Hermione just rolled her eyes. Yesterday, her mum swore Rose said her name. Every time she visited, her mum said she saw or heard Rose do something advanced.

''Are you going to see Rozalyn?'' Hermione asked. Her mum had been getting her hair done by Rozalyn Sherwood since before Hermione was born.

''Yes. I'm overdue for a cut.''

''Would you mind if I came with you? I've been thinking of doing something different with my hair, and Rozalyn is the only person I would trust.'' Hermione asked.

''Sure. Are you gonna bring Rose, or let Molly watch her?'' Elizabeth asked, smiling.

''I'll bring her. Molly's visiting Auntie Muriel today, and Roz hasn't met Rose yet.'' Hermione said. ''Can you hold her while I get my shoes and pack her bag?''

''Of course. Come to Nana, my beautiful baby.'' Elizabeth said, putting her arms out. ''You get your shoes, and I'll get Rose's bag ready.''

''Thanks.'' Hermione said as the three walked up the stairs.

''It's not a problem.'' Elizabeth said as she turned to go to the nursery.

''Oh my god! Is this Rose?'' Rozalyn asked as they entered the salon. Rozalyn reminded Hermione of Narcissa Malfoy in looks. She was very thin, with a black bob haircut she kept brushed away from her face, and had just a bit of grey around her ears. However, she was like Molly in attitude. She loved taking care of people.

''Yes. How are you, Roz?'' Hermione asked, giving her a one armed hug.

''Oh, fine. Business has been a bit slow, but what can I do?'' the older lady asked.

''Sorry to hear that.'' Hermione said. Seeing Roz was smiling at Rose, she asked, "'Would you like to hold her?''

''May I?'' Roz asked. Hermione just handed Rose to her. ''Well, aren't you just the most gorgeous baby? Looks just like you when you were a baby, love.'' Roz said to Hermione.

''Please. She's all Ron.'' Hermione said as she sat down in a chair by the window, setting the diaper bag on the chair next to her.

''And how is Ron? Still deliciously handsome?'' Roz asked.

''Yes, he is.'' Hermione smirked. ''And busy. He just got promoted at work, so he's been working longer hours.'' she said as Roz handed Rose back.

'What is it he does, again?'' Roz asked, wrapping a towel around her mum's shoulders.

''He's in law enforcement.'' Elizabeth said. ''And he's brilliant at his job. What's his crime solve rate, Hermione?''

''Ninety-eight percent.'' Hermione said, proudly.

''Very impressive.'' Roz said.

''Yes, it is.'' Hermione agreed. ''Mum, did you remember to pack one of Rose's bottles?'' she asked as Rose began to fuss.

''Side pocket, dear.'' Elizabeth said.

Elizabeth and Roz continued talking, gossiping about some woman at church, but Hermione wasn't listening. She was focused on Rose, her beautiful baby. She wasn't kidding when she said she was all Ron. Rose had Ron's hair, which Hermione was thankful for. She had Ron's blue eyes that Hermione adored, Ron's nose and lips. She was pudgy like Hermione was as a baby, had Hermione's attitude and Ron's appetite. She was, in a word, perfect.

''Hermione, love, did you hear me?'' her mum's voice drifted in.

''I'm sorry. I zoned out for a moment. What were you saying?'' Hermione asked.

''It's your turn to get your hair done.'' Roz said, patting the chair Elizabeth was just in.

''Oh!'' Hermione exclaimed. She handed Rose to her mum, and sat in the chair.

''Now, what were you thinking about doing to your hair?'' Roz asked as she met Hermione's eyes in the mirror, wrapping a towel around her shoulders.

''Does it look okay?'' Hermione asked for the tenth time on their way back to her and Ron's house.

''Hermione, it looks beautiful. Trust me.'' Elizabeth said with a sigh.

''It's not too short?'' Hermione asked, playing with the ends. Her hair was now just above her shoulders, and Roz had managed to straighten it, and added bangs.

''It looks fine, love. Please, trust your mother. It looks perfect on you.'' Elizabeth said, turning down their street.

''Sorry. It's just..so different.'' Hermione said, making Elizabeth sigh again.

''Rose, baby, tell your mummy she looks beautiful.'' Elizabeth said to Rose, who gurgled. ''See, she agrees.'' Elizabeth laughed.

''I just hope Ron agrees. He's not big on change.'' Hermione said.

''He'll love it. Besides, just tell him you needed this.'' her mum said, pulling into the driveway.

''What do you mean?'' Hermione asked.

''I've been there. You're in love with Rose, and you wouldn't not have her, but you feel out of sorts.'' Elizabeth said, shutting off the car.

''Yes.'' Hermione sighed. ''I love being a mum, but I do feel odd.'' she agreed. ''I look at myself in the mirror, and I don't look like a mum. I look like my old self.''

''Right. After you were born, I went and got my hair cut short and colored a lighter brunette color, hoping it would help me feel more like a 'mum'. And don't forget about Ginny. After she had James, she cut her hair shorter.'' Elizabeth said. ''Trust me, honey. Every new mother does something different to themselves after their child is born. And you look beautiful.'' she said, running her hand down Hermione's hair.

''Thanks, mum. I'll see you tomorrow for lunch?'' Hermione asked, opening her door.

''I'll pick you and Rose up around eleven.'' Elizabeth said as Hermione walked to the back door.

''Say 'bye, Nana'.'' Hermione said to Rose as she opened the back door. Hermione picked up the diaper bag and moved to pick Rose up, careful not to bang her head on the roof.

''Bye bye, Rose.'' Elizabeth said. Hermione shut both doors and walked up the sidewalk.

''Hermione?'' Ron yelled as he stepped out of the floo.

''In the kitchen!'' she yelled, leaning down to put the chicken in the oven.

''Hey. I'm so glad..to..be home.'' Ron said, stopping in the doorway, staring at her hair.

''Well?'' Hermione asked, running her hand through her hair. ''Do you like it?''

Ron didn't say anything, just walked until he was standing in front of her. Slowly, he reached his hand out and took some of her hair in his hand.

''What brought this on?'' he asked.

''I just felt like a change.'' Hermione shrugged. ''Do you not like it?''

''No, no, I do. It's just shorter than I'm used to. And you straightened it.'' he said slowly, reaching out to touch it again. ''Why?''

''Well..I love Rose, you know I do. I just..haven't felt like a mum. So, I thought I'd do something different.'' Hermione said.

''And do you? Feel different, I mean?'' he asked.

''I do. I feel more like a mum.'' Hermione said.

''In a good way, though, right?'' Ron asked.

''In the best way.'' Hermione smiled.

''Then I love it.'' Ron said, pulling her into his ams and hugging her tight. ''And I love you.''

''I love you, too.'' Hermione said, smiling up at him.

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