THE LAST CHAPTER!!!
A/N: YAY! IT'S FINALLY HERE! This is my last chapter. I hope you all enjoy it even though its now officially AU. But I don't think it's too bad.
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When they got back to the Burrow, they went into the kitchen expecting to find all the Weasleys sitting down and enjoying a nice homecooked meal. What they found was quite different.
There was a half-way prepared meal, a mess of flour and a broken bowl on the floor, and a note in George's curly handwriting.
Ron and Hermione,
If you hadn't been out snogging or fighting as I suspect you were doing one or the other or both, then you would have been here to know that Ginny has gone into labor and we're all at St. Mungo's awaiting the birth of our little niece or nephew. So hurry up a get over here.
George
P.S. Bring me something to eat. We left before dinner was ready.
And then in Fred's writing,
P.P.S. Yes do hurry with it too. Thanks.
"Ginny's having her baby," Hermione said excitedly.
"Yeah, Just let me make a few sandwiches and we'll leave." Ron replied as his stomach growled again.
"Ron, there's no time. We need to..."
"Done." he said as he turned to face her. "Ready?"
"Er... yeah, let's go."
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And a few seconds later they were standing in St. Mungo's looking for the Delivery ward.
"Third floor, Delivery ward," said a voice in the lift.
Ron and Hermione stepped out of the lift as soon as it stopped. "Hermione, Ron, over here," came Mr. Weasleys voice. They turned to see the wizard walking their way.
"Has she had the baby yet?" Ron asked nervously. What do I have to be nervous about? I'm not having a kid. But I am going to be an Uncle... again. He thought.
"No, not yet, but the healers say it should be real soon," answered Mr. Weasley. "Where were you two anyways?" he asked looking from his son to Hermione.
Both Ron and Hermione blushed slightly then Ron spoke up. "We went for a walk and ended up talking until it was about time for supper. And when we got back everyone was gone and there was a note."
"Oh, okay," Arthur said as they continued to walk towards the rest of the family. The elder wizard had an incredulous look upon his face but he walked on ahead of the others so as not to show it.
As the three of them rounded the corner, Fred and George rushed Ron. "What took you so long? Don't you know were starving here?" Fred pressed.
"Where's the food? And don't you dare even ask about the food here, you know it's atrocious." George demanded.
Arthur and Hermione watched as the twins all but tackled Ron for food.
Ron was about to speak when Fred continued, "If you hadn't been off trying to impress Hermione with your lack of snogging skills, you would have been able to bring us food earlier. We can't just live on our dashing good-looks you know."
Ron was all pink. It was quite embarrassing being pressed for food and teased about kissing someone at the same time.
Their stomachs growled in unison. Fred spoke again. "What are you waiting for? Did she actually snog your brain out?"
"It wouldn't have been too hard." George quipped.
Now Ron was red. It was one thing to embarrass him in front of everyone at St. Mungos. It was another thing entirely to insult him completely. He had a decent brain- he was no Percy, thank Merlin, And he definitely couldn't compete with Hermione- but he was at least average. AND he could snog girls as good as any other wizard, maybe even better- he had never heard any complaints, though he had heard many other erm... compliments.
"Why should I give you gits food? All you two ever do is put me down and make fun of me. I should really..." Ron was beginning to get angry so Hermione decided to intervene. The delivery ward is not the place for a row ... unless a woman is in labor and her husband is getting an earful.
"Ron just give them some food. It's their empty stomachs controlling their empty heads now anyways." Hermione said with a smirk dancing on the corners of her mouth.
Ron did as he was told and handed over the sandwiches while smiling at the befuddled twins. They weren't used to Hermione having a brisk tongue.
"We can't help if we get cranky when we're hungry." Fred said as he took a bite out of his sandwich.
"We're Weasley men. If you couldn't tell, we like food." George added.
""It'sh the besht thin' sinch... well always." Fred somehow managed to say clearly with half a sandwich in his mouth.
"Oh, you are so charming Fred, talking almost clearly with food in your mouth. How does Angelina get so lucky?" Hermione teased.
"Well she wanted the best." was Fred's reply.
"But she picked the wrong twin." came George.
Fred's face fell in disdain. "You're supposed to be on my side, you giant prat."
George just sniggered at his brother. "I figured it was more of a Free-For-All than a two-sided battle."
"Well if it's a free for all," Fred pulled out his wand in mock anger, "then I guess you deserve this." he concluded and swished his wand and turned George hot pink.
Just then Molly walked out of the Delivery Room. "You boys! How can you act like such hooligans on the day of your niece's and nephew's birth?! Honestly!"
Arthur walked up to where Molly was standing. "Do you really mean it? There's a boy and a girl. This is amazing!" he proclaimed as he hugged his wife and kissed her on the cheek.
"When can we see them?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"Soon. I think Harry and Ginny should have some time alone with them before we all crowd around them."
After a short while, Harry came out into the waiting room. "I'm a father...twice!" He hugged Ron then Hermione. "I can hardly believe it! Come see!" he practically shouted with so much enthusiasm he seemed like he'd been hit with a few too many cheering charms.
Harry led them into the room and one by one the Weasleys swooned over the Potter-Weasley twins- whose names were respectively James Arthur Potter and Lily Anne Potter.
Soon Ron and Hermione were the only visitors left in the room. Ron had his arm around Hermione while she held one of the babies. He gently stroked his niece's cheek with his index finger. "Well, she's just too beautiful to be Harry's baby," Ron joked.
Harry sat down next to Ginny on her bed. "Oh, Ha ha, very funny," Harry said sarcastically. "I happen to think that Hermione is far too beautiful for you, and too smart for that matter."
Hermione looked at Ron and smiled. He returned her gesture and looked down at the bundle in his arms that was his new nephew, James.
Harry whispered something to Ginny. She whispered something back. This went on for a few minutes, then Harry spoke. "There's something we would like to talk to the two of you about."
Ron looked curiously at his best-friend.
"We just wanted to know," he paused
What is he trying to say?.
"If you two,"
Merlin just get it out already.
"Would be the twins' Godparents," he finished. Ron let out a small sigh of relief. "I would be honored."
Hermione gasped in surprise. "Really? You me to... us to be the Godparents?" A smile spread across her face as she made her way over to Ginny and leaned down to hug her. "I would be more than honored." She handed Lily to Ginny. "Wow, I'm a godmother. Ginny's a mother. It seemed like we were all setting off for Hogwarts just a few days ago. It seems odd that you should be parents."
Harry and Ginny smiled at each other, and Harry kissed Ginny on her cheek. "It does seem kind of weird doesn't it?" Ron added.
"Well, we better be going and let you get your rest," he said as he kissed Ginny's forehead. He handed James to Harry. "See you soon mate."
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As they left the room, Ron took Hermione's hand in his. "Wow this has been one amazing day."
Hermione yawned."Tiring too."
Ron also yawned. They really are contagious. "Wanna go get some coffee?" he asked.
Hermione thought for a second. "We could go to my flat. I could make some coffee and we could watch a movie or something."
"Okay. Sure."
They made their way to St. Mungo's lobby and headed to the fireplace and flooed to Hermione's apartment.
Hermione pointed to the couch. "You can sit down or youe could pick a movie to watch while I go get the coffee." She went into the kitchen and began to look through her cupboards. She didn't have any coffee, but she had some butterbeer. She grabbed it and a bowl of popcorn and went back into the living room.
There she found Ron sitting on the couch examining a disc. "It's called a DVD."
"I thought movies were rectangles with film in them."
"They can be or they can be on a disc like this." It was then that she noticed the case. "Ron, we're not watching this."
"What, I think it sounds very interesting," he said, straining to keep a straight face. He trully did think that watching hermione as she grew up would be very er... interesting. And probably funny.
"Please pick something else," Hermione pleaded while thinking of where to hide her parents home video of herself.
"Alright, how 'bout... this one?" he asked picking a different movie. He handed it to Hermione.
She looked skeptically at Ron. "Are you sure you want to watch this?" He nodded. "Okay." She put the movie in the dvd player and turned on the T.V. A few seconds latermusic started playing while the opening credits were diplayed on the screen. "I can't believe you want to watch 'West Side Story'. Didn't you read what it was about?"
"Yeah, and it sounded kinda interesting." He would soon be surprised to see men dancing instead of fighting like the cover implied.
Hermione sat beside him on the sofa enjoying his laughter. Ron finally quit lauhging and watched the movie. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder and began to nod off as she placed her arm around him.
When the movie was over, Ron turned his head to see that Hermione was asleep. He kissed her forhead and follwed suit, falling asleep in her arms just as he would do for the rest of his life.
