Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. (Spoiler Alert: Ron and Hermione have more children than they do in the book. I thought it'd be more interesting and plus, I thought they should have more children, and also, I dreamt this all). Here's the chapter.

Ron's PoV

Ron woke up and took a shower. When he got out, he wrapped the towel around his waist. He opened the door and , after looking from left to right, bolted to his room. He dressed in jeans and a white shirt. He went to brush his teeth (something Hermione nagged at him to do all the time and became a sort of habit) and put on his watch. When he was done, he crept to Ginny's room where Hermione was staying. He opened the door to wake her up and saw that she was alone in the bedroom. Apparently, either Ginny left for work (she work's for the Holyhead Harpies) or she's downstairs. Now that he thinks about it, Harry wasn't' in his bed sleeping and Ron knows he only took tomorrow off for Hermione's birthday, so he must be at work.

Ron tiptoed to the bed Hermione was at, sat down, pushed her hair away from her face gently, and whispered, "Wake up, love. Time to get ready for the day. We're gonna look for a house today."

Hermione's eyes fluttered open, then she whispered, "Hmm. 10 more minutes." The she closed her eyes.

Ron laughed. "Hermione, you can rest soon. Get out of bed."

She groaned. "I can't. My back hurts too much." She pouted and Ron thought it was the most adorable thing in the world.

"Tell you what, if we get a house, and move in today, or tomorrow, I'll give you a massage. Deal?"

Hermione looked deep in thought before she came to a decision. "Deal, but after? 'Cause my back really hurts."

"No, I'll give you one now, and then, if we get a house within 48 hours or less, I'll give you another one. How's that, love?"

"Sounds good," Hermione mumbled sleepily.

Ron laughed, got up, crept into the bathroom, opened the cabinet and grabbed the moisturizing lotion and oil. He crept back to Ginny's room and found Hermione falling asleep again. Ron shook his head and gently woke her again. "I got the supplies to give you a massage, love."

"Mkay, put a Silencing Charm on the door and lock it. Oh. And don't forget the window."

Ron put down the supplies, got out his wand, muttered and incantation on both the door and the window. Then he locked the door with another incantation. He turned around and felt his jaw drop. Hermione lay on the bed, her head laying on her hands, but she hand her shirt under her, leaving her back free for him to massage, soft and bare. Ron gulped, opened the oil, poured some on his hands, closed the cap one handed, and placed his hands on her bare back. He moved toward her shoulder and massaged her shoulders there, feeling her tense muscles loosen up at his touch. He made his down to the middle of her back. When he was finished with the oil, he opened the lotion, poured some on his hands, closed the cap, and put the lotion down. He rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and back. When he was done with the massage, he picked up the oil and lotion and went to put them away. When he returned to Ginny's room, he stopped. Hermione was in her pink bathrobe, a towel and her bathroom bag in her hands.

"Ron! I didn't know you were there. I was gonna get in the shower." Hermione was blushing for her neck up and it was absolutely adorable!

"Yeah, I kinda figured that. I-I'll just go and wait downstairs." Ron nearly ran out of the room and down the stairs face, his whole face red. Ron sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. How could he be so stupid? Why did he barge in like that? Bloody hell! The look on Hermione's face was forever in his mind: Her beautiful brown eyes shocked and her face red with embarrassment. How could he do that to her?

"Ron?" Hermione's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ron jumped, looked at Hermione, and gaped. "Hermione, you look beautiful."

Hermione blushed. "Thanks." She was wearing a purple shirt that looked like silk with a purple heart necklace and jeans. Her hair was curled, not bushy, but perfectly curled.

"Well, let's go check out a house. Bye, mum, see you later!" he yelled before leaving the house by Apparating to one of the houses Ron saw when he played Quidditch yesterday after dinner.

Hermione's PoV

Damn! Hermione thought, Ron's got good taste. The house she was looking at a two-story blue house with a garage, a lawn, and a back garden/yard. "It's great, Ron. Where's the estate person who'll show us the house?"

"I'm right here." Hermione and Ron turned around to the voice: it was a blond girl with startling blue eyes, not as blue as Ron's, but blue enough. "My name is Jenni." (AN: Jenni is a name of a friend of mine and she's the exact description I put on here)

"Hi, Jenni. The house is beautiful," Hermione said.

"Oh, I know. It's the only two story house that's not sold, but is the most beautiful one there is. It's got a fireplace, 4 bedrooms, one on the first floor, and 3 on the second floor, a kitchen, 2 bathrooms, a basement, a livingroom, and a walk-in closet for all the rooms. I'll take you inside so you can see for yourself." She led us to the door, unlocks it with a key, opens the door and led us inside.

The inside of the house was absolutely stunning. The carpet was a gold color, the fireplace was high enough where Ron wouldn't have to duck to go to work, the livingroom was large, and the kitchen was big enough to have a dining table in there, and, by the livingroom, was an enchanting staircase which spiraled up like a screw,

"It even comes with a washer, dryer, which are in the laundry room, which is in the basement, and a dishwasher, which is in the kitchen. Let's go see the bedroom down here, then go upstairs to see the other three rooms."

She led us to a room after the livingroom; it was magnificent. The window was floor-to-ceiling and there were golden curtains hanging down. The walk-in closet had two side to it, one for Ron, and one for Hermione. There were even little places for shoes underneath. The room itself was larger than most, so it must be the master bedroom.

"This room is so…magnifique."

"Thanks. Do you like what you see so far, miss?" she asked. Hermione nodded. " There's a bathroom right next to this bedroom and one next to the other three. Let's see the other rooms and see if you like it." They went up the spiral staircase and looked at the other three bedrooms. They were perfect. They looked exactly like the master bedroom, except just a tiny bit smaller. "Do you like the house, miss?" Jenni asked. Hermione nodded again; it was her dream house, then she noticed Jenni was eying Ron, her Ron, with interest. Hermione got jealous as Jenni asked, "Is your friend here gonna help you buy it? Such a gentlemen." Her blue eyes sparkled.

Hermione exchanged a glance with Ron, her angry and jealous, him embarrassed and anxious. Hermione turned back to Jenni. "No, we're buying it together. So we can start a family."

"You're starting a family with your friend? Aren't you supposed to do that with your loved one?"

Hermione gaped. How thick could you get? Hermione thought. "He is my loved one! I love him and he loves me!"

"Right." She sounded as though she didn't believe her and turned to Ron, who was gaping as well. "So, you wanna go out sometime handsome?" Jenni ran her hand across Ron's chest, his face red with embarrassment. Hermione's fists clenched, fighting the urge to hit her.

"Uh, no. I love Hermione, not you, but we'll take the house, although you didn't say how much it costs," Ron said, self-consciously rubbing his chest, probably trying to get rid of Jenni's touch.

UGH! I can't believe she had the nerve to do that! Who does she think she is? Hermione thought.

"Oh. So silly of me. The house is 75 Galleons, 17 silver Sickles, and 9 bronze Knuts," said Jenni, still eying Ron.

Hermione handed Jenni her birthday money from her parents and grandmother (she had told them she was getting a house and a job for her birthday, and, as it was close to her birthday, they had given her over enough money to buy the house), glaring at her. Jenni counted the money to make sure it was enough, while Hermione resisted the urge to roll her eyes and say, "What, do you we wouldn't hand you enough money and scam you?"

When Jenni made sure there was enough money, she handed Ron the papers, which he signed, then handed him the key, winked at him, and whispered something in his ears turn red. Jenni pulled back and asked, "When do you want the furniture moved in?"

"By tomorrow please," Ron said.

"Yes, please. See, tomorrow is my birthday and I wanted to have a house on my birthday to move into," Hermione said, trying to keep her voice normal, Ron noticing this, of course, and gave her an encouraging nod.

"Oh, how nice," said Jenni, though she didn't sound like she thought it was nice; her attention was focused on Ron, still eying him with interest, which made Hermione glare at her through narrowed eyes and clench her fists again (she had unclenched them when she handed Jenni the money). "We'll have the furniture moved in by tomorrow, ready for you by 9 o'clock at night. Well, call me, handsome," Jennie giggled, gave him a piece of parchment, that most likely had her number on it, and left.

Hermione's mouth fell open and Ron rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed and nervous. Hermione unclenched and clenched her hands, turned to Ron, shaking uncontrollably. "How dare she! I want to set her in her right mind, but I won't because I think she just did that to get on my nerves. But if I see her again, I'll hex or curse her."

"Hermione, calm down. I have no interest in her. Blondes aren't my type." And to prove her point, he set Jenni's parchment, whom Hermione still suspected had her number on it, on fire. "Hermione, I don't love her; heck, I just met her, but I have no interest in being her friend. I love you, here and now, always and forever." He sealed his promise by taking her hand, pulled her over, and kissed her. "You should go get something for tomorrow. I'm taking you out. Get Ginny to help you."

Hermione nodded, took Ron's hand, and Apparated back to the Burrow.

Well, what do you think? I just had to put in someone who would intimidate Hermione and Ron promising her no one would replace her in his heart. Make it more romantic, in my opinion. But what about your opinion? What do you think of my idea about them having 3 more children than they're suppose to.? I've already got their names: Rose and Lily, of course, but they're twins, Sirius and Lupin, twins also, and Belle. What do you think?