Hey all! Actually, I was quite disappointed with my reviews. I only had one! So, I'm gonna do another chapter only if I get 4 reviews.

So, now onto the story:
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Chapter 3: Telling

Hermione finished up her hair, pulling it into a tight but messy bun. Looking at her outfit, the blue jeans and a blue tie-dyed shirt, she turned to face Ron.

"Well?" she asked, looking at him.

Ron jerked his head up, looking at her. "You look fine." he sat down on the bed. "I hope your parents don't take it to hard..." Ron muttered, running his hand through his hair, sighing.

"Your mum should take it well." she said sitting beside him, grabbing his hand. Closing her eyes, she lay back on the bed, wondering how to tell everyone.

"Do you want to go now?" Ron asked

"Yeah, let's get this over with." Hermione said, looking unsure as she stood up.

She walked over to the fire place, holding a handful of Floo Powder. Saying it loud, and clear, she yelled "(A/N: er... I'm gonna make up her address) 134 Saps Street!"

Ron looked at the ground. This should be fun. Now, he always got the idea that Mr. Granger never cared for him, but now… Yup. This would be fun.

Grabbing the Floo Powder in his hand he looked at the fire place. Breathing in and out, he threw it into the fire saying

"134 Saps Street!"

Recognizing the same feeling as when he did this previously, he landed on the floor, coughing. He really hoped that this would go well. For Hermione's sake at least.

Hermione looked around. "Mum? Dad?" She called out finding them both in the kitchen.

Mrs. Granger spun around, dropping the dish she previously was holding into the sink. "Hermione! Welcome back!" Smiling, and hugging her mother, she told them to sit back down.

"Well, Mom, Dad… Ron and I have something very important to tell you." she started looking to Ron for help.

"And you can't get mad at us. I mean, we are of age."

"And you can't just leave me alone. I can't do this with out your help."

"Well, me and Hermione…."

"Me and Ron…."

"Hermione…." Ron said not knowing how to put it.

"You're going to have a grandchild soon." she said, closing her eyes, waiting to be yelled at. Hermione could visualize it now: her mother never speaking to her again, and then the baby growing up with out a second grandparent. How could she do this own her own? Sure, the baby would always have Mr. & Mrs. Weasley, but. She needed her own mother in this as well.

"Are you serious?" Mr. Granger questioned, just about spitting out his coffee.

Ron could only nod. He was expecting the bad stuff already.

"That's… wonderful! Congratulations!" Mrs. Granger said, hugging Hermione and Ron. She was not mad. 'They are of age.' she thought. 'But they seem so happy, and, they could always use another joy in life. Sure, it will be hard. But I'm sure that they will get through it.'

Mr. Granger stood up and shook Ron's hand. He pulled him into the library.

"Ron, I told you when you two got married and I'm telling you now. You better not do anything to make her mad. I mean, not only will she flip on you. But I will. Are we clear?" he asked.

Ron nodded. "I promised you 2 years ago sir that I would not do anything. And I still promise," he said, smiling.

Hermione came out and hugged him, whispering "That went better than I thought." She said, pulling away. "Well, Mum and Dad, we've got to be going. We got to get to his Mum and Dad's house too."

Mrs. Granger pulled her into a hug again. "If you need anything, I'm here," she said, as Mr. Granger hugged her as well.

Hermione smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek. "Thanks Mum! I love you."

Her parents waved as they Flooed to the Burrow.

"Bye!"

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"Mum! Dad! Are you there?" Ron yelled through the house.

"Yes, dear! We're in the kitchen," Mrs Weasley called back. "Come on in!"

They both walked into the kitchen and were greeted by the entire family. They were just finishing tidying up after dinner. Hermione looked at them and then looked at Ron.

"We have a announcement. Could you all come into the living room please?' he said.

When everyone was seated, they looked up at the couple.

"Well?" Fred asked.

"What is it?" George said, ending his sentence.

Hermione looked to Ron. "I told my parents, so you tell yours!" She whispered, smiling at everyone.

Ron frowned but looked at everyone. "Well," He said, deciding just to blurt it out. "Hermione and, well, put it this way. You" - he pointed at Fred, George, Percy, Bill and Ginny - "are going to have a niece, or, nephew."

All the siblings cheered, and he faced his mum and dad. "You have a grandchild on the way." he said as his mother and father jumped up, hugging them both.

"Congratulations!" They both said, so excited.

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Well? What do you think? It's longer! I know. But like I said: if I don't get four reviews, I'm not doing the story anymore. I mean, I'll type chapters, but I won't post them till I get like 4 reviews each chapter. And thank you to the one that reviewed.