I'm sorry! I know it's short! I don't want Ron gone all the time. I want him gone like three of four times throughout the pregnancy. Do you agree? PLEASE review!!! fill out this small survey:

what do you want to happen next? Because, I am having a slight writers block!! I don't know what to do while Ron's away all the time.

Disclaimer: HP= not mine!

WEASLEYS':

I drove home to Ron and I's house, then Flooed to the Burrow. I figured it's safer for the baby, than aparating. When I got to the Burrow, I immediately saw Molly cooking something on the stove.

"Hi, Molly," I tell her, trying to hold back the tears that I know are coming. I miss Ron too much for my own good. She turned around, and looked worried. "I miss Ron," I say, and she hugs me. I cry into her shoulder for a few minutes. "I don't like how he hasn't even been home for the doctor visits. It's hard already. And I'm only almost eight weeks along." Molly sits me down on the couch in the den, and sits next to me.

"Honey, it's going to be okay," She tells me, pushing my hair out of my face. "I know you miss Ron. I've talked to Ginny, and she misses Harry a lot too. I'm so sorry that you have to go through some of your pregnancy without Ron. I don't know what else to say, except that I'm sorry. But this is how it's going to be...from now on." I wipe the tears from my face.

"Yeah, you're right. I need to be strong. This is how it's going to be from now on, and I have to accept it! Ron loves his job, and therefore, so do I. Yeah, starting now, I'm gonna be strong," I say and wipe my tears from my eyes. Molly looks at me in a weird way.

"Hermione, you're...my daughter. I've known you since you were eleven. You are a very strong girl; now woman. But, it's okay to let down your guard. You know that, right? It's okay to cry," She tells me, and wipes her hand over my hair. "You are a very beautiful, intelligent woman. You are an amazing wife to my son. I remember right the war was over, he came home and told me everything. Blushing, when he told me about you and him being together now, and how it happened," She winks at me.

"Yeah. Good story!" I smile.

"I realized in your sixth year, when you didn't come for Christmas, that you two really had something going on. I mean, I always realized how you and Ron had a crush on each other since about your third year. And to think I saw the crushes, then the engagement ring," She takes my left hand in hers. "Then the beautiful wedding, and now you being pregnant! It's amazing that the girl I met before my son's second year, is sitting here before me, married to him and pregnant with his child. It's amazing to see your love for my son grow. Hermione, there is no one else I'd rather Ron to marry, let alone have a child with." Molly finishes her amazing speech with a tear rolling down her own cheek.

"Thank you Molly." I say simply, and let the tears roll more.

I sit with Molly for another half hour. Then, I decide to go home. Ginny was out with James, so I said I'd come back when Ron does. He needs to learn how to handle little ones more than I do.

THE GRANGERS':

I pull my mother's car back into the garage, and go inside the house. The smell of the pumpkin candle hits me again, with that familiar scent. It isn't even burning, but the house permanently smells like that. I make a tuna casserole sandwich, and grab some carrots to go with it. I down a prenatal vitamin, and sit down at the table. I eat, then watch TV. I'm watching a show about a lady giving birth, when I hear the doorbell ring. I hesitate to answer the door, wondering if it's right to be answering my parents' door. I realize it can't do any harm, and I pull open the door.

Before me I see, a tall man with red hair and bags in his hands. It's Ron. He drops the bags and pulls me in close to him. It's so great to smell his scent again—and not from his shirts I wear to bed, but really from him. I let tears fall, and I'm smiling like a mad woman.

"You're back," I choke out.

"Yes, I'm back," Ron tells me, running his hands through my hair.