A/N: In this chapter, we meet Ron and Hermione's children and we see how they're getting along without Harry. Harry has a lunch with the beautiful Gwen. We meet one of Harry's buddies (please don't judge him XD ).There's a few swear words, but nothing too intense and some alcohol abuse. Oh and of course, no copyright intended. JK owns it all!

Chapter 3: IMBECILE

"Well, I'm glad you're actually staying for dinner this time Ginny" Mr. Weasley said to his daughter as everyone sat down at the dinner table. Ron, Hermione and their kids had also come for dinner. Their oldest was William Harry Weasley a five year old, then was their adorable Annie Ginevra Weasley, who was now two years old, and Hermione was pregnant again with their third child. Ginny smiled.

"Of course! I would never pass up an opportunity to eat Mum's cooking" Ginny said in return to her father's comment.

"Yeah! Neither would we!" James announced loudly. "Mum's cooking is nowhere near as good as yours Grandma!" said James, and then realizing what he had said "Not that Mum's cooking is bad or anything, I just…um Grandma's is only slightly better." Everyone burst out in laughter, and James blushed, embarrassed.

"Sorry Mum." He muttered.

"Its fine, I quite agree!" James looked relieved, but everyone was distracted as Fred and George burst into the room.

"We made it Fred! Just in time for Mum's fantastic onion soup!"

"Thank God! I thought I'd starve if we didn't make it in time."

"Who invited you two?" asked Mr. Weasley grinning, as Fred and George sat down and helped themselves to the soup and bread.

"No one" said Fred through a mouthful of bread.

"We figured that we're always welcomed at the Burrow." George said, shrugging, and winking over at the kids.

"So" said Mrs. Weasley turning to Ron and Hermione "when's your due date?"

"April eleventh" Hermione replied helping Annie scoot her chair closer to the table.

"Maybe it'll come early" said George

"And be born on April fool's day" continued Fred

"Like us!" finished George.

"I don't think I'll be able to coup with another Fred or George" said Ginny grinning.

"Yes, thank god it's not twins! That'd be a disaster."

"Hey!" chorused Fred and George indignantly.

"You're right Auntie Hermione. Having triplets is much better than twins!" Lily said, smirking slightly at the look on Fred and George's face.

"Oh you'll pay for that, red." Fred said looking over at her across from the table.

"Uhh huh" George agreed, nodding his head and smiling an evil smile.

Next thing Lily knew, Fred and George had lifted her from the dinner table, ran her into the living room and began tickling her without mercy. James and Charlie rushed to their sister's rescue. The tickle fight was in full flow before any of the 'mature' adults could bring it to a stop. After the giggles had subsided, they finished their now cold dinner.

Afterwards Ron, Fred and George where playing with all the kids, while Mr. Weasley observed over his book. The girls, Mrs. Weasley, Ginny and Hermione, where all in the kitchen doing dishes. Ginny was magically charming the food off the plates and rinsing them, then Mrs. Weasley charmed them dry and then Hermione levitated them up into the cupboard.

"So" said Hermione smirking "Molly tells me that you met a guy Ginny." Ginny blushed.

"Umm yes"

"SO, spill the dirt!"

"Well I went into a bagel shop…" and she recounted the story of how the man had been staring at her, how she had told him off and then how he had ran after her, and they got to talking, and he seemed like a nice guy.

"Is he handsome?" asked Molly, drying another plate and handing it to Hermione.

"Very," Ginny said carefully avoiding eye contact.

"Ohhh! Details! And make it good!" squealed Hermione.

"Well…He's tall-"

"Naturally" said Mrs. Weasley, who was trying to picture the perfect man for her daughter.

"He has soft light brown hair and the most stunning blue eyes I have ever seen. He looks slightly muscled, though it was hard to tell through his shirt…"

"Yes but she'll find out soon enough when she takes his shirt off herself" Hermione said to Mrs. Weasley.

"Hermione!" Ginny shrieked, blushing a furious red.

"I can't help myself!" Hermione said smiling, as Mrs. Weasley laughed. "It's these pregnancy hormones! But he does sound yummy."

"Who's yummy?" asked Ron who had just entered the kitchen.

"Oh you know" said Hermione winking over at the other two girls "the man I'm having an affair with."

"What?!" squeaked Ron in a high pitch voice. Then his voice sounding angry "It's the guy who fixed our muggle car isn't it?! I knew he was acting too friendly when I came back from the restroom!"

"Ron! I'm kidding!" she said exasperatedly.

"Oh" said Ron sighing in relief.

"Good grief! I married you for a reason!" Hermione said sternly. Ron said nothing.

"Hey wait a moment!" said Hermione excited. "I think I saw your guy Ginny. The guy who fixed our car had black hair but there was another bloke who was working on the bottom of someone's car, and now that I think about it he had brown hair and blue eyes! Though I don't think he saw me."

"That's right! He told me during the day he was a mechanic and at night he was a bartender!"

"Whoa! Wait hold up. My little sister has finally moved on and found herself a guy?" asked Ron. Ginny nodded. Ron wrapped his arms around Ginny and hugged her tight. "I'm so happy for you." Ginny knew that Ron had wanted Ginny to stop waiting for Harry to come back and to find herself a decent man to care for her.

"Thanks, Ron." Ginny mumbled against his chest, slightly shocked at the sensitivity her usually dense brother was giving her.

"So when are you going to see him again?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Umm tomorrow for lunch."

"Well you have to tell me EVERYTHING that happens alright?" said Hermione, putting away the last dish.

The night was drawing to a close, and there were hugs all around as everyone went back to their respective houses. Back at her house Ginny made sure the kids were bathed, teeth brushed and pajama clad. She pulled the blankets up to their chins as she sat on the edge of their bed. Gave them all kisses and was about to leave the room when.

"Mum" said a drowsy James.

"Yes?"

"Can you tell us a story about Daddy?" Ginny brushed a stray piece of hair from his face.

"Which story do you all want to hear?"

"How about the one where Dad saved you from the snake?" asked Lily, and Charlie nodded. Ginny grinned.

"All right, it was in my first year…" by the time she finished James and Charlie were sound asleep. Lily was struggling to stay awake.

"I wish Daddy were here" she whispered.

"Me too, Sleepy girl, me too." And Lily gave way to sleep. Smiling she carefully stood and switched out the light.

Harry awoke from another dream about his past. Cursing he got up and made himself some eggs. Then he remembered that today was the day he had a date with the beautiful Gwen. He apparated to the mechanical shop. He was grinning from ear to ear. John the black haired bloke he worked with walked over to him, wiping the car grease off his hands on a blue cloth.

"Now, wait a moment. You have a date with a hot chick dontcha?" Harry nodded.

"She must be very nice woman to take your sorry ass out on a date." John said grinning.

"Yeah well she is very hot." Harry muttered, smiling at his friends lack of maturity. Sometimes John reminded him of Ron, in a weird and discreet way. Well at least how Harry had remembered Ron.

"I bet she's not as hot as the brunette I met a few days ago."

"Didn't you say she was married and pregnant?" Harry asked. John merely shrugged.

"Wow, you're pathetic!"

"She was intelligent, beautiful and very charming." John said his eyes glazed over. Harry shook his head. "Hey that means I liked her for her personality and not her looks!" John said in defense. Harry grinning left to go put on his scruffy blue uniform that he wore when he worked on cars.

The day was a hot one. The sun beat down merciless. Harry zipped down the top part of his uniform, leaving his chest bare and free of the uncomfortable, hot uniform. Sweat dripped down him, under the baking sun. He was working on an old red Mercedes.

She saw him. There wasn't anything covering his upper body. He was slightly muscled and had a beautiful six pack. There was something that intrigued her though. He had a scar, and a large scar it was, that went all the way across his chest. He looked up from the car he was working on and saw her. He grinned and she smiled back from where she was leaning against a wall where she worked. He wiped his hands on a cloth as he walked over to her.

"Let me just change real quick, ok?"

"Sure" he walked into the store and a couple of minutes later he was in normal cloths and his face and hands were now free of car grease.

"You ready?"

"Yup" And they walked down a couple of blocks to a really nice café. Where they were seated and ordered their lunch. Drinks arrived, 'Henry' drinking a coke and 'Gwen' drinking iced tea.

"So is it tough working with cars?"

"Well once you've read and learned all the manuals and have had practice you kind of get the hang of it. But what about you?"

"Well I'm the mother of three kids-"

"You're a mother?!"

"yeah is that a problem?" she asked glaring.

"No. Not all, it's just- you're so young!" Harry exclaimed; Ginny smiled.

"I'm twenty three. I was sixteen when I got pregnant."

"Wow" Harry said in awe. "Was it tough?"

"Well it was at first but I had my family's support."

"What about the father?" Harry asked, hoping to not be prying.

"He died in a car accident. He never knew I was pregnant."

"Oh I'm so sorry." Ginny shook her head.

"it was a long time ago."

"But wait you said you have three kids? But how if he…?"

"Triplets"

"Wow!" Harry laughed "Sounds like a handful."

"Yeah they are! Two boys always getting into mischief and a girl, (who gets into just as much trouble as my boys)."

"What are there names?"

"James, Charlie and Lily" Harry felt his heart grow cold. 'James? Lily? Surely it was just a coincident.' He brushed it off.

"Is that why you have three jobs to support your kids?"

"No, I actually have inherited quite a good sum of money. I work because I love it. I like being busy." Harry grinned. "what about you? You have two jobs."

"I work because I like it." He responded.

"Seems like we have something in common then." Ginny said smiling.

"It seems we do." There food came and the rest of the date passed in pleasant conversation. Ginny couldn't help but be thinking of Harry. She knew she shouldn't, that she should move on with her life, but every time the Henry smiled his charming smile or made her laugh she felt guilty. She had noticed that Henry had the same initials as Harry. She felt like she was cheating on him, even though he had been dead for six years.

She liked Henry. He was nice and charming and not to mention extremely handsome. He seemed genially interested in her

He was so enthralled with her. She had raised three children on her own, when she herself was still growing up, had suffered through the loss of the father of her children, had three jobs that she enjoyed immensely and had many friends, her closest friends a David and Bonnie. She was so bold and daring, beautiful and quick witted, she had her own opinions and spoke up for herself. Harry could only describe her as amazing.

He had thought of Ginny a lot throughout the lunch. But kept pushing Ginny out of his head to focus on the enthralling woman in front of him. He had loved Ginny but there was nothing he could do now. Surely Ginny had moved on and so should he. This was the first time Harry had even considered thinking about dating another woman. He had sulked for six years, making friends with women, but never anything more than that. Ginny always on his mind, but now he wanted to live again…to get to know someone new. And so far he liked everything he learned and saw about Gwen Wright.

They decided to have dinner together tomorrow night.

When she arrived at the Burrow it was late at night. Taking a longer lunch break than she normally would have she worked extra hours to make up for it. The kids were already asleep and she left them be and found that Hermione, Ron and their kids had also stayed the night. Ginny found Hermione alone in her and Ron's room, crying and hugging herself.

"Oh baby what's wrong?" Ginny asked rushing into the room and embracing her friend.

"Ron w-went out drinking again." Ginny sighed, ever since Harry died Ron had taken to leaving, getting extremely drunk, and coming back home in a horrible mood which he would release his feelings out on Hermione, and yell at her.

"Shhh. It's okay." Ginny cooed to her, as Hermione sniffled. Ginny was angry. How could Ron do this to her? Hermione was pregnant again and extremely emotional and fragile and it was no time to be leaving her alone and feeling miserable. Hermione sobbed her heart out on Ginny's shoulder.

"Honey I'm going to go to my house where I have a Calming Draft for you, ok? I'll be right back, I promise." Hermione nodded weakly, releasing Ginny and hugging a pillow to herself.

It was a normal night at the bar. Well besides the fact that Gwen Wright kept popping back into his head, when he was trying to work. He found her extremely distracting.

He was drying out a glass when a redheaded man walked in. The glass Harry was drying fell from his hands and crashed onto the floor shattering. Harry's mouth dropped. Ron Weasley had just walked in. Looking around the bar with interest. He walked right up to the bar and sat down, right in front of Harry. Ron said the bartender staring at him.

"Got a problem buddy?"

"N-No, not at all, I-"

"Good than get me a whiskey." Ron said looking around the place again. Harry quickly repaired the broken glass with a wave of his wand, and got out the whiskey and filled a glass.

"I heard this was a good place, from a buddy of mine." Ron said. Then he drained the glass in one and motioned for the bartender to refill it. Harry did. Ron looked over at the bartender and observed him.

"You seem familiar…" Ron said frowning at the man in front of him. Harry could have had a heart attack. 'Could Ron recognize him?'. Then Ron shook his head, apparently deciding he didn't know the man after all. Harry sighed with relief, and Ron drained his class again.

"Get me a beer" Harry grudgingly got him one. 'Since when did Ron drink like this?' After a while Ron had drained the beer as well and now seemed to be a little tipsy. Apparently Ron could hold his liquor.

"Get me another whiskey and a beer."

"Sir are you sure y-"

"I'm paying you for my drinks aren't I?"

"Well… yes, but-"

"Then get my drinks." Harry watched as Ron became drunk. Ron was mumbling now, Harry managed to her him say "…wife…" Harry couldn't help himself.

"Who's your wife?" He wanted to know if he and Hermione had finally gotten together.

"You're a nosy bastard, aint cha?" Ron asked frowning at Harry.

"Yes" Harry answered simply, hoping to get an answer.

"Yeah well…you're not very in tune with the wizarding world then are ya? I saw you repair that cup; I know you're a wizard. How come you don't get the Prophet? Hermione and I are headline news, aren't we?" Ron didn't seem to be expecting Harry to answer him though, but continued rambling. " 'Ronald Weasley Gets Granger Pregnant Again' Man I hate them newspaper folk, so what if I got Hermione pregnant again? She's my wife innit she? 'Ron Weasley A Horrible Father' If they would just lay off us for two seconds! I'm a damn good father!" Ron yelled. "I love those kids more than anything else in the world! Now that Harry's dead they needed someone else to pick on so Hermione and I were their next victims! Well fuck them! Harry's dead, get over it!"

"Sir please calm down" normally Harry was calm in these situations, but at the mention of his own 'death' was quite alarming.

"Don't you tell me to calm down!" Ron screamed. Harry hopped over the countertop, and began dragging Ron out of the bar.

"GET OFFER ME!"

"MAX! TAKE OVER, WE GOT A WILD ONE!" Harry shoved him out of the door, and Ron stumbled and fell into the street. It was pouring down rain which didn't help at all. Harry gripped Ron's arm, spun on the spot and apparated to the Burrow. He banged on the door. Ron's anger had subsided quite as quickly as it had come, and now he could barely stand on his own feet. Harry was supporting most of Ron's weight. The door opened to reveal Mrs. Weasley. Harry's heart leapt, 'oh god how he missed them.'

"RON! What happened to him?!" Ron had scraped his face when he had fell and it was bleeding and he was soaking wet and covered in mud.

"He drank a little too much." Harry said helping Ron over the threshold.

"Oh, not again. It's those headliners that get to him. Here put him down in here." Harry lowered Ron onto the couch.

"Where's 'Mione?!" Ron shouted.

"Ginny's taking care of her!" Mrs. Weasley said angrily "She had to give Hermione a calming draft because you left again." At the mention of Ginny's name is heart turned to stone. She was here? He couldn't face her…not after all these years.

"I gotta go." Harry said at once.

"What? Why don't you stay have a cup of tea? You brought Ron home." Then Mrs. Weasley looked at him and took in his appearance, her eyes widened in shock. 'Could Mrs. Weasley tell it was him?' 'This man looked exactly like the man Ginny had described she was seeing. Could this be him?' Mrs. Weasley thought, she opened her mouth, but before she could speak he cut her off.

"No I gotta go." And avoiding her gaze he left the house as quickly as possible. He apparated back to the bar he worked at, and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. That had been too much for Harry. Seeing his old best mate wasting himself, Mrs. Weasley much older than he remembered her and… and Ginny had been right up those stairs with Hermione. 'What would Harry have done if Ginny had come down the stairs and he recognized her but she wouldn't recognize him? What would Ginny look like now that she's grown up? Would he act on the feelings that he had been suppressing for six years?' he caught himself wondering. 'No, he shouldn't be thinking about her.' But later that night when he was done working, he was lying in bed thinking about her.

He rolled over angrily. No matter what he did Ginny would always be a part of him. This was both terrifying and calming to Harry, and he drifted into a sleep that was punctured by dreams of Ginny, Ron, Mrs.Weasley, reporters and Gwen.

A/N: Leave a review! I love them! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll update soon I promise! ;)

BTW- Thanks to my girl Bridges! And peeps...be kind with the reviews. It's just a story. Thanks!

Coming Next: Blue hair, dinner with 'Gwen', magic, and a really good mother-son scene.

Written by: lupinluver