Easter Time at the Burrow

Author's Note: Well this is now chapter four of Easter time in the Burrow. Sorry for the mini-cliffhanger last chapter but I am such a stupid person that I put homework before fanfiction. How stupid am I? (Note slight sarcasm).

Special thanks to:

Mystery Hunter, who has stuck with the Burrow since Chapter 1

Anna, the non-user reviewer

And Conniewing who helped with Chapter 3, Easter Time

Well for a slight re-cap of the chapter, Ron has just found out that he's going to be a dad when Victorice yelled it out to everyone in the vicinity. Now Ron has fainted of shock and George is probably having a good laugh at Victorice's antics.

Summery: Right now Ron and Hermione are about to get married and Hermione has found out some lovely news.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; otherwise Luna would be Luna Longbottom.

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Ron was lying on the couch that last night the girls had all sat around and discussed Hermione's baby. Hermione, Luna, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley and Neville were all crowed around him with a fretting Hermione. Fleur and Bill were scolding Victorice for not keeping her promise to her Grandmother about not telling. Meanwhile George, Alicia, Veronica and Charlie were just staying out of the way. And Mr. Weasley was just kind of looking after Teddy. (As you can see he doesn't really take part in the story).

"Ron? Ron?" said Hermione in a sweet voice. "Wake up."

Ginny shook her head, "That's the fifth time you've tried to wake him up. I say just dump a bucket of water on his head. That'll wake him up."

"No!" exclaimed Hermione, ecstatically, "That might send Ron into thermal shock! And I for one am not having my husband-to-be miss our wedding tomorrow because he is in St. Mungos getting un-shocked from ice-cold water!"

Ginny held up her wand begging, "Pleeeeze? I promise it'll be warm."

Hermione scowled, "No way." And she continued to pat his hand and ask him to wake up.

Luna held Neville's hand and whispered to him, "Do you think he'll be alright?"

Neville gave her a kiss on the cheek, "He'll be fine, so don't you worry Luna."

Luna stared at Ron and smiled back at Neville, "I guess you are right. Though I still wonder how Hermione is going to get Ronald to wake up."

"Probably get out some pancakes and he'll perk up." Chuckled Neville.

But oddly enough as soon as Neville uttered the word, 'pancakes', Ron sprang up and asked excitedly, "Pancakes? Where?"

Luna and Neville stared astonished at each other as Ginny, Hermione and Mrs. Weasley hugged Ron fiercely. Ron wiggled from their grip and rubbed his head.

"What happened?" Ron asked, but then a look of remembrance came across his face and he turned his gaze to Hermione and his eyes slightly widened as he realized it was all true. Of course that was why Hermione was wearing such loose clothes today.

An awkward-ish silence was endured for a couple of seconds until Ginny just lost it.

"Ron!" she said fiercely and rather loudly, taking her brother by the ear. "You little ERR! You're totally getting all awkward because you and Hermione are going to have a baby. You love her and you're going to marry her, and that's what people who get married do, have kids! So quit acting all shocked and say sorry for acting so STUPID! Got it?"

Ron nodded hurriedly and pulled Hermione down to sit next to him, "Sorry I was such a stupid guy. Ginny's right, I do love you and that baby. It was just kind of a shock, that's all. I guess I would have been shocked if you had told me, but it was a bit crazy to be told by a screaming Victorice," he dared a chuckle. "So will you forgive me?"

Hermione leaned on his shoulder and gave him a swift kiss, "Only because I love you."

There was a unanimous 'awe' from the rest of the people in the room, except for Ginny who muttered, "If he hadn't said sorry,"

So the little group of people left Hermione and Ron alone to talk things over.

"When'd you find out Hermione?"

"Actually just yesterday; Luna figured it out; did you know she wanted to be a Healer? Well anyway I kind of came over faint, so your shock is understandable."

"Really? Well do you think it's going to be a boy or a girl? Mum would want another granddaughter but I think she could survive with Victorice for a couple more years."

Hermione snuggled into Ron's arms. "I have this feeling she's going to be a girl."

"I don't mind if we had a girl, of course you'd name her cause I suck at thinking up girls' names, but if it is a boy, then could we name him after my Uncle Hugo?"

"Bill had a feeling you'd say that."

"Bill? So Bill knew?"

"Yes, he walked in on me and Luna while we were talking about it. Actually everyone knew before you Ron."

Ron pouted.

"It's alright, I guess we saved the best till last." She said.

Ron grinned, "You think I'm the best?"

Hermione sat up and put her hands on her hips, "Would I be marrying you if you weren't?"

He kissed her, "I guess that answers that question." And he took her by the shoulders and led her outside, right into Fleur.

"Geet outside now! Zee ehersal steel needz to be completed!" Said Fleur half shrieking.

Ron rolled his eyes and followed Fleur out into the garden with Hermione at his side.

The rehearsal took about three more hours and Fleur had gotten into a screaming match with Ginny about dress colours, so Ron told Fleur everything was fine for the wedding tomorrow and everyone (except Ginny and Fleur, who were still arguing outside) slipped indoors for dinner.

So the night came with pleasant dreams and goodnight kisses between the various couples in the household. And as Hermione lay down on the spare bed in Ginny's room, she thought to herself, 'Rose Weasley, kind of rolls off the tongue.'

The next morning was almost like a dream. Hermione still couldn't believe it was real, as Luna, Alicia and Veronica laced up their dresses and Ginny helped Hermione with her gown. Victorice burst in at one moment in a gold and blue lacy dress shouting about weddings and cake. She was ushered out by gold and blue clad bridesmaids and a gold and white clad maid of honour with flaming red hair. Hermione smiled as she took up a bouquet of gold lilies and set one in her hair.

She was finally marring the man of her dreams, almost like a Cinderella fairytale ending, except Ron still thought Cinderella was an illness.

The girls bustled downstairs and peered through the window of the Burrow to see the guests pouring in. Hermione spied Ron and Harry chatting up at the front of the open pavilion. She smiled a secret little smile and walked over to the back door of the Burrow to meet Neville.

The procession was already in order, with Fleur marching up and down the line changing positions and poises, her silver high heels tapping and diamond earrings swinging.

Neville smiled at her and asked, "Are you nervous Hermione?"

She stared up at him, "Not really, are you? I mean you did ask me to make sure Luna caught my bouquet so you had an excuse to pull her aside." A playful gleam came into Hermione's eye.

Neville patted his pocket, "I'm going to ask her after the wedding. I don't want to pull attention away from your and Ron's big day."

"It's alright, you and Luna deserve it." Said Hermione.

Fleur darted over to them and hissed, "Be qweet! Zee zeremon eez starteng!"

As Hermione walked up the aisle, her hand resting on Neville's arm, she gazed around into the audience. There was Teddy and his Grandmother Andromeda. Hagrid was grinning from the back row, Grawp at his side, both dressed in mole skin coats. Of course there was all of Ron's family from the oldest to the youngest sitting on the silver chairs. Hermione's best childhood friend Jane, who she had promised could come to her wedding when they were six was sitting in the back row, obviously fascinated with this new world Hermione had introduced to her. Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell were there on Ron's invitation. Hermione had invited Parvarti her old roommate from Hogwarts to come, but had 'forgotten' to give an invitation to Lavender and Parvarti's sister Padma; mostly because they had both gone out with Ron. Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot sat dabbing their eyes with handkerchiefs. Hermione smiled at the turnout. All people who had helped her and Ron in some way, and those most special standing in procession with her.

Neville nodded and Hermione took her hand off Neville's arm and stood next to Ron and remembered nothing until, 'You may kiss the bride." Ron enveloped Hermione in his arms and the audience gave off a great amount of cheering, clapping, crying and excessive wolf-whistling from Alicia, Veronica, Charlie and George.

Hermione stared up at the man who held her in a close embrace as the apples in the orchard started to glow. This was her husband, Ron Weasley. Once best-friend, to crush, to lover, to partner, and soon-to-be father of Rose or Hugo Weasley. She and Ron descended into the mass of congratulating people as Hermione tossed her bouquet into Luna's arms.

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