Moresome: Dialogue: "I wish I could understand."

Word Count: 305


your own thing


"I wish I could understand what you guys see in Quidditch," heavily pregnant Hermione Granger — they had agreed that all of them keeping their last names, as that was the least complicated option and it wasn't like it would make them any less married, any less in love — told her husbands, Viktor Krum and Ron Weasley, as they arrived back on ground. They had played with the numerous members of their extended family — getting a two Quidditch teams together was getting hard in that there were starting to be too many volunteers.

"Why that? Or better: why now?" Ron asked as he gave her a kiss on the cheek and Viktor caressed her belly.

"He is right, love," Viktor added. "You have never expressed such an interest before."

"It's just," Hermione sighed. "This is stupid, but I feel like you will have that with our child and I won't have any way to be included in that."

"It's not stupid," Ron immediately argued. "You don't have to do anything you don't want. You and Viktor can read the child things and you and I can… do something, too."

"Telling the child insane stories from your lives," Viktor proposed, which was followed by a nod from Ron and a small giggle from Hermione.

"We'll all do things with the малък, they don't have to be the same things and that's fine."

"What he said." Ron pointed at Viktor who rolled his eyes and gently shoved him to the side.

"Thanks guys." Hermione smiled at her two wonderful loves. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"Fall victim to your pregnancy hormones," Viktor theorized jokingly.

Ron grinned. "Something insane with Harry, I'm sure."

"Oh, you two," Hermione chuckled.

"You know you love us," Ron grinned.

"I just don't know why," Hermione replied.