Molly would never have believed it, if she had not heard the words herself, that Ron would do this. She had been worried about Harry, she loved him as a son, and his sudden disappearance worried her. She knew perhaps she could have done more, but her mind had been on her son when he was in the hospital, and she regretted it. The only response she had received, from the two letters and package she had sent, was a thank you for his birthday gift, a few days later. She thought Harry was simply mourning Remus, who Hermione said Harry had been calling dad for some time, and needed some space.
She was boiling over when her son had the audacity to stand there and try to defend himself, after he admitted what he had done, both to Harry and his fiancé. He had broken the trust of both of his best friends, and sent Harry Merlin knows where, alone in his grief for his dad.
Molly slapped her son hard across the face, ignoring the broken nose. "How could you? He is practically your brother. How could you betray them both?"
Ron rubbed his face. "Its not as bad as that. Come on you know you guys would too. I mean a month away with no other company, we both wanted some fun."
Percy had noticed the shape Hermione was in, and had gone to her side, the two always getting along since they had a lot in common. Percy always seemed the family prat, he had come back to them just before the final battle, but he suddenly looked like an angel to the others.
Bill sneered at his little brother and making the spiders burning hot, sent them up Ron's pant legs. "And Harry of course knew you and Hermione were together?"
Ron was desperately trying to shake the spiders out. "Oh course not, the pure little virgin, would never have done it. He thought we were broken up didn't he?"
Ron screamed as one of the fire spiders had suddenly bit into one of his balls, the first of many, and there was no one acting to stop it. Molly was in her husband's arms, and even she could not find the words to have Bill stop, for she was reeling from all of this. Ron may be the only one with her blood, but both Hermione and Harry were family to her, Harry more as he never had one of his own, and this stung. No wonder Harry had not responded, he did not want to cause all of this, to happen.
Hermione finally spoke. "How could you do this to me, to him? Not bad enough you were cheating on me, you had to do it with our best friend?"
Ron looked to her. "If we had not been on the run I would have used a common whore house. Come on Mione, you know I love you, I just had needs."
Forgetting she was a witch, and not caring for a moment, he had the spice bottle spiders down there already, Hermione kicked him as hard as she could down there. She was not a virgin, but she had been until they were engaged, and Ron knew what it meant to her. She had been willing before they wed, as long as she was sure they would marry, and now she realized this bastard had stolen that from both of then, The worst part, he showed absolutely no remorse, towards either her, or Harry.
Hermione pointed at the door. "Get the hell out of this house. Get the hell out. If I ever see you again, I will castrate you with my own hands."
Ron looked at her. "This is my house too; you can't simply kick me out of it. All my things are here."
The twins turned and used a spell they knew, Bill had been having all of the fun, and cleared the house of every item Ron owned. Hermione reminded him the small reward they both made had not been enough, and her parents had given them most of the money for the house. It was supposed to be their wedding gift.
Ron looked as all of his meagre possessions landed in a pile on the front lawn. "Where the hell am I supposed to go?"
Molly looked at her son. "Not home. You aren't welcome there, after what you have done to both our son and your fiancé."
From the looks on his brothers none of them were going to offer him a place, so she made a comment about staying with Seamus, and went to leave. The spice bottles were back, but he was moving gingerly, but before he could try and collect his things, Hermione created a bonfire. By the time Ron sorted out how to put it out, he had his wand, the clothes on his back and one or two things he saved.
Molly looked at Bill and the twins. "You knew about this, you must know where Harry is. Please tell us. He has to know we still love him and want him home."
Bill shook his head. "He knows but right now he needs to be left alone in peace. He if suffering a lot from Ron and from the loss of his dad."
They were grateful Ron had not mentioned the baby, and Hermione never seemed to have caught on to the comment, for Harry did not need them all knowing. The twins were enough, Bill was not sure Harry would even forgive him that, he needed no more pressure. He was sure Harry would tell the others with time though.
Hermione came over to Bill and kissed him on the cheek. "Give that to Harry; I know you'll see him. And assure him I do not blame him for any of this, I swear."
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Bill remained in the UK for a few days, able to do work from there, and tried to help sort things. Hermione decided she liked the house, and Fred had bought his brother out of the house, so he had no claim on it. With no mortgage, and making money as a clerk as she was in law school, Hermione could afford it. Oddly enough Fleur, who she had nothing against personally, and when Bill said he did not mind, moved in with her, her rent helping. She had felt odd living with the people who were to have been her in laws, and since she was not ready to take the next step with Viktor, it made sense. Bill made some peace with his mom finally, as well, with Fleur admitting she and Viktor dated before her and Bill officially split, and all this with Ron.
Bill knew he would face some problems when he returned, for the twins had told him they sent a baby gift to Harry, so Harry was aware they knew. The twins swore they would not tell the others though, and when he found Draco and told him, he was actually brought to the house.
Harry who was a week away from three months, sat curled up on a porch swing. "Should I be worried there are other red heads coming?"
Bill came over to him. "The twins are the only one who know about the baby. But the rest of the family know about you and Ron."
He explained when Harry looked upset, he had only intended for Hermione, but the rest of the family over heard. Harry could not deny he was happy Hermione knew, for he had been battling whether to tell her that her fiancé was a cheating bastard, and now she knew. He couldn't even hide a grin when he heard about Ron.
Bill kissed his cheek. "Hermione wanted to give you that and tell you she loves you and doesn't blame you. And Mum reminds you that you are always her son."
Harry had tears in his eyes. "I miss them too, but I just can't face them, even if they love me. I need to focus on this little one for now. I need time."
Swearing to Harry he would keep is word; the others would not know Harry was pregnant, or where he was, he understood. The baby needed to be the top priority, the baby and their daddy of course, and Harry deserved peace, and some time as well to deal with this all. Bill was happy when Harry told him he would allow Bill to continue to come and see him, and not simply because he was the baby's Uncle.
Bill put his hand on Harry's flat belly. "The twins are coming, there is no stopping them. They'd like to be there when you find out if it is a boy or girl."
Harry sighed but nodded. "They can come; you can tell them my ultrasound is on the third. I hope you will come as well."
Smiling, Bill assured Harry the only thing which would have kept him from coming, would be Harry asking him not to. Like the twins, it was not simply he baby was family, but he saw Harry in different eyes then his brothers did, or was starting to. He would be here for Harry as much as Harry would allow him to be.
Draco who was still there, tried to lighten the mood up a bit. "So what are you hoping for, to paint the nursery pink or blue?"