Hello, all! I decided to get this chapter up sooner than I expected that I would, as I've had quite a bit of very positive responses for this story! I do have finals coming up next week though, and won't be able to post until after. So sorry about that! Enjoy chapter four, and Molly's, as well as Ron's, responses!


Hermione was sweating bullets. She had never been so nervous in her life! Not when they went after the Sorcerer's Stone in first year, not when there was a giant snake out to get muggle borns in second year, not when Sirius Black was on the loose in third year, not when Harry had to face the Tri-Wizard Tournament in fourth year, not when Dolores Umbridge made their lives hell in fifth year, not when Dumbledore died in sixth year, and not when they went hunting for horcruxes their seventh year. This time, she would be facing Molly Weasley.

Her and the twins had talked about how they were going to break the news of their relationship, but had eventually decided that a 'play it by ear' approach would work the best for them. They were now all standing at the front door of the Burrow, each looking at the others in slight panic. Their inner musings were cut short, however, when Ron opened the door and gave them all disbelieving looks.

"Are you lot coming in or what?" They all mumbled something different and followed the awkward boy inside.

"Oh, there you are, dears!" Mrs. Weasley came bustling into the front hall, where they were all still standing, and hugged them one at a time. "Lunch is about ready, so why don't you just get everyone from the living room to head on in."

They complied, mindlessly getting the attention of everyone in the room: Ron, Harry (with Ginny on his lap on the arm chair), Charlie (of course he would be visiting now), Bill (with Fleur on his lap on the couch), Percy (with Penelope at a respectful distance from him on the love seat), and their dad, Arthur Weasley. They all greeted the trio warmly, not suspecting in the least what they were about to be told.

Once everyone was finally sitting at the table, after much arguing, pushing, shoving, and screaming, they began to pass the dishes of food that Mrs. Weasley had prepared. Hermione was at the opposite end of the table from the twins, and the three shared a brief look of horror before they continued to pass the dishes as they made their way around. There were murmurs of thanks and compliments as everyone loaded down their plates, as well as loud conversations all over the place. Hermione didn't take much, and she picked at what she did. Fred and George both ate, but they ate a lot less than they normally would. It was right before dessert when Hermione decided to make her announcement.

"Um... Excuse me?" She stood up, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. She made quick eye contact with her boys, and was instantly calmed by the love that she saw radiating from both of them. Once she knew that all eyes were on her, she knew it was time to tell the truth. "I'm pregnant." Then she sat down and went back to playing with her food. Everyone was silent for a few minutes, not quite sure how to react. Harry and Ginny already knew, but they were just watching everyone's faces for their reactions. Surprisingly, it was actually Mrs. Weasley who broke the silence.

"Well, Hermione, dear, that's wonderful news! Will we get to meet the father?" Fred and George both choked on the pumpkin juice that they were drinking, trying to look nonchalant about the whole topic. Harry snickered quietly, but not quietly enough, as Ginny rammed her elbow into his side, causing him to grunt in pain. Hermione just looked surprised that everyone was taking it so well, even though it wasn't the worse part.

"Well, Mrs. Weasley, you actually already know them." The matron didn't seem to catch her use of the word 'them', but the other Weasley males did, all of their heads jerking up to look at Hermione. She wasn't looking at any of them though.

"Who is it then, dear?" This was going to be the hard part. She took a deep breath to tell everyone about her relationship with Fred and George, when Ron interrupted her.

"Well, do you even know who the father is, Hermione?" Ron was glaring at her, clearly trying to call her some sort of whore. This caused Hermione's mouth to snap closed, and her eyebrows to drop into a scowl.

"Well, Ronald, what do you think? Of course I have no idea who my baby's father is, you twit! I've been fucking Fred and George for months!" She screamed the last of this, stood up, and stormed out of the house. Everyone was sitting in silence; Fred, George, Harry, and Ginny all glaring at Ron, and everyone else in shock. They heard the tell tale signs of apparation, and knew that Hermione was gone. This seemed to snap the rest of the family out of whatever trance they were in. Once again, Mrs. Weasley broke the silence.

"I'm going to have a grandbaby!" She hopped up and kissed both Fred and George on their heads before she went off into the living room to where she kept her knitting basket so that she could start knitting a baby blanket. No one would have expected that reaction from her, and now they needed to find Hermione to let her know everything was okay.

"We've got to find her!" George jumped to his feet, running out the same way Hermione had moments before. Fred was right behind him. They stopped to look at each other, knowing with that one look exactly where she would have gone. She would want to feel safe, and she felt safest with them. She would have gone to the flat.

After the twins left, everyone still sitting at the table broke into discussion about the news that they'd just heard. Bill, Fleur, and Charlie fully supported the relationship; Percy, and assumingly Penelope who was very quiet about the whole thing, found the whole situation revolting; Harry and Ginny were excited and happy after the initial shock wore off days ago; Ron was pissed because Hermione was supposed to be his and no one else'. Arthur stayed silent though the discussion. Finally, Ron had enough of him keeping quiet, and demanded to know if he was going to do anything about it.

"And what would you have me do, Ron? They're all adults and can make their own decisions. Unlike some of my sons." He openly looked at Ron, trying to get his point across; but Ron always was a bit thick.

"Of course there's something you can do! You can make them get rid of it, and tell them they can't be together!" Ron was stepping on so many toes at the moment.

"Excuse me?" Ginny demanded, standing up to face Ron directly. "Did you just suggest that Dad kill an innocent child?" Everyone, even Percy, was glaring at him now. He definitely crossed a line, bringing abortion into the conversation. It wasn't exactly unheard of in the wizarding world; in fact, it happened all the time. However, it went against everything that Arthur and Molly had taught their children.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley came storming into the room with knitting needles in one hand, the start of a baby blanket and a ball of yarn in the other. "Did I just hear correctly? You want to kill your best friend's baby? Your own niece or nephew?" She was livid with her youngest son at the moment. She couldn't believe that anyone would suggest it, especially when it involved someone that they were all close to.

"It's not like that, mum!" He said in exasperation.

"How is it then, Ron?" Bill demanded, he and Fleur had been trying for a baby since they were married several years before. Fleur would have done anything for a baby, and hearing her brother-in-law so blatantly disregard the life of a defenseless baby absolutely bothered her.

"Per'aps jou should 'ave a child taken away from jou and see 'ow jou like it!" The French woman stormed off, with Bill following after a last nasty look to his younger brother.

"Geez, Ron! Are you really that thick, you git?" Ginny was appalled that her brother would say something so insensitive, knowing how bad Bill and Fleur wanted kids. He didn't even take into account that maybe Hermione and the twins were happy how they were. She screamed in anger, and threw a plate against the wall, just to prevent herself from throwing it at Ron.

"Ginerva!" Arthur spoke sternly, but his heart was obviously not in it. Everyone was in shock at how Ron was acting. Harry got fed up with the awkward silence and did the only thing he could to get out of the house with all of the strangely quiet Weasleys.

"Thank-you for a lovely dinner, Mrs. Weasley." Was all he said before he got up and all but ran out the back door. This caused Ginny to follow after him; Charlie, Percy, and Penelope to stand and politely excuse themselves from the table; Arthur and Molly to turn on Ron and start to yell at him; and Ron to try everything in his power to escape the tongue-lashing that he was currently receiving.

It was an eventful day at the Burrow.


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