"'Lo Ron," Harry clapped his best friend on the back and took a seat across from him at a back table in The Leaky Couldron.
"'Lo," Ron said, lifting his crimson head. The droopy look in his eyes told Harry without words that he and Hermione had had yet another row and he was about to launch into a full out explination as to why he didn't understand what it was about her that made him stay.
"What has happened this time, mate?" Harry asked bracing for the storm.
"Hermione is pregnant." Ron said flatly and Harry almost fell out of his chair.
"Well that's wounderful isn't it?" Harry eyed Ron with growing suspision.
"Oh yea, thats magnificent. The problem is, well I have to go back to the road and I'm not sure how to tell her." He sighed heavily, Ron now played keeper for the Kenmar Kestrals, "She will be really lit if she knew I was going to be gone her whole pregnancy."
"Ron, you bloody git, why don't you just take the apperation test? You can be home every night and Hermione wont be alone." After failing the test the three times, Ron had given up not wanting to be spliched, but now with insintive, maybe he could pass.
"Oh, right. Merlin's beard have I been a prat! Thanks Harry. Hemione will be thrilled now!" Ron spead put of pub almost knocking over a hag, who tuned and shook her fist at him.
Harry paid his old friend Neville and left the pub. He walked out and tapped the brick that lead him to his favorite place in the whole wizzarding world, Diagon Alley.
Having not been anywhere near this magical street in five years, he felt for the first time that his leave of absence from the Minstry was a good thing. Alastor's aged face came into his mind and he smiled to himself as he heard the old man's voice, "You'll remember what you miss when you see it again."
Harry stepped into Quality Quiddish supplies and felt the impact of Alastor's words harder than he had yet. Ginny Weasly turned arround just as he entered,her honey glazed eyes locked on his.
"'Lo," Ron said, lifting his crimson head. The droopy look in his eyes told Harry without words that he and Hermione had had yet another row and he was about to launch into a full out explination as to why he didn't understand what it was about her that made him stay.
"What has happened this time, mate?" Harry asked bracing for the storm.
"Hermione is pregnant." Ron said flatly and Harry almost fell out of his chair.
"Well that's wounderful isn't it?" Harry eyed Ron with growing suspision.
"Oh yea, thats magnificent. The problem is, well I have to go back to the road and I'm not sure how to tell her." He sighed heavily, Ron now played keeper for the Kenmar Kestrals, "She will be really lit if she knew I was going to be gone her whole pregnancy."
"Ron, you bloody git, why don't you just take the apperation test? You can be home every night and Hermione wont be alone." After failing the test the three times, Ron had given up not wanting to be spliched, but now with insintive, maybe he could pass.
"Oh, right. Merlin's beard have I been a prat! Thanks Harry. Hemione will be thrilled now!" Ron spead put of pub almost knocking over a hag, who tuned and shook her fist at him.
Harry paid his old friend Neville and left the pub. He walked out and tapped the brick that lead him to his favorite place in the whole wizzarding world, Diagon Alley.
Having not been anywhere near this magical street in five years, he felt for the first time that his leave of absence from the Minstry was a good thing. Alastor's aged face came into his mind and he smiled to himself as he heard the old man's voice, "You'll remember what you miss when you see it again."
Harry stepped into Quality Quiddish supplies and felt the impact of Alastor's words harder than he had yet. Ginny Weasly turned arround just as he entered,her honey glazed eyes locked on his.