Hey all thanks for coming back! I know it's been a long time since I've updated this story and all I can say is I'm very very very very very very SORRY! Am I forgiven? I hope so. So yes I know this has been a long time coming and I thank you again for coming back, I hope this chapter is good and entertains you. On summer holidays now so more chapters should be coming :D.

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The Unexpected Baby

Chapter Eleven: Telling the Granger's

'Stupid Ginny,' Hermione thought as she stomped into her bedroom. She'd opted for the angry approach to what Ginny had told her and so far it seemed to be working, she had been able to get home without feeling awkward around Charlie.

'What does she know?' her thoughts grumbled to her as she rummaged through her dresser drawers for a fresh pair of pyjamas. Time had flown when they'd been at the Potter household and when Hermione had decided to leave it was nearly 8:30, so getting into her pyjamas now just felt right.

'My other theory was that I simply liked him…not bloody loved him!' she thought savagely as she popped her head through her nightdress. Catching a glimpse of herself in her mirror she felt some of the anger ebb away. Could Ginny be on to something? No that was preposterous! Grabbing a text book she left her room and went to sit on her sofa with her cats. Upon entering the living area the grumpy Healer came to a halt, having spotted Charlie already lying down in the place she wanted to sit. Her rage bubbled for a second but then vanished as he realised that she was in the room. Twisting in his position he turned to smile at her. Why did he smile so much?

"Hey there," he said in a chipper tone. Hermione felt her cheeks burn as she finally looked him in the eyes. They were so deep she could practically see his very soul and their sparkle was so bright it reminded her of billions of stars glinting off a vast ocean.

"Hi," she mumbled standing in her place. Charlie moved and got up from his lying state and motioned for her to take a seat. She didn't move.

"Aren't you coming to sit down?" asked the second eldest of the Weasley brothers. As the warmth began to glow inside of her, her thoughts started to wander. They skipped over things like how silky his hair looked, the sheer whiteness of his teeth, the strength of his jaw…the fact that he was Ron's brother. Mentally she cringed, not wanting to let Charlie know what had just crossed her mind. Why had that crossed her mind?

"Um…no I think I'll go back into my room," she muttered before she dashed back into her safe haven. Just before she retreated Charlie broke his focus and took a glimpse at her above average size chest. Damn he'd held out for so long! As images he'd rather not say out loud raced through his inner eye the slamming of a door made him jump.

"Hmm…wonder what's up with her?" he said out loud to no one in particular.

"So Hermione dear when will you be going to see your parents?" Molly asked the agitated Healer as she poured her a nice cool glass of pumpkin juice. Hermione, who seemed to be engrossed with what was going on outside the kitchen window, suddenly came back to reality and looked at Molly.

"We should be going soon actually, if he ever decides to come inside," she grumbled as she took her glass and had a sip. The coldness of the liquid froze her teeth and for a moment she had to concentrate on not showing any signs of being in pain.

"He'll come in eventually. They all will," Ginny said lightly as she rubbed her swollen belly and eyed Hermione with mild suspicion. The other pregnant witch hadn't said a word to her about the last night they were together. Maybe she was ignoring what she'd said? Or was she just acting thick as always? Ginny silently chuckled, she couldn't wait for Hermione to properly acknowledge how she felt about her older brother, because then she would come crawling back to her asking her what she should do. Hermione on the other hand was still grumbling. The men of the family, well most of the men, were outside in the garden playing some absurd game they'd just invented. Fred and George were doing something particularly odd with a couple of the gnomes which roamed the garden. It looked as if they were throwing them at their brothers.

"How can they make so much fun out of…nothing?" asked Audrey, Percy's fiancée. Audrey was a lovely woman with silky black hair which was cut into a very elegant bob. Today it was curly and she looked as if she could have been a 1930's muggle movie star brought back to life. Honestly Hermione never understood what she seen in Percy but who was she to judge.

"You will learn the ways of the boys soon darling," Molly laughed as she placed a platter of cakes onto the kitchen table. Immediately the two pregnant women were grabbing for their share. Molly laughed while Audrey looked slightly alarmed at their speed. As they were eating they heard the front door open and footsteps coming toward the kitchen. All heads turned to see none other than Ron walk through the door. Hermione became ridged in her seat; she hadn't seen Ron for a while.

"Hey all," he said cheerily looking around the table of women. As his gaze landed on Hermione his expression suddenly turned stony and his eyes darkened.

"Hermione." His voice was like acid and just as Hermione was about to make a comment on this Ron stormed out of the kitchen and into the garden to join his brothers.

"That was pleasant," Ginny mumbled, grabbing a rather fat caramel square from the plate of cakes. Audrey, who wasn't used to Ron's sudden changes of attitude, glanced over at Hermione who was glaring out of the kitchen window.

"What just happened?" she asked rather perplexedly. Molly coughed lightly bringing Hermione's gaze back to the table.

Grumbling and grabbing another cake Hermione exclaimed, "Ron's being a complete prick!"

"Why?" Audrey asked, sipping her drink and eyes darting between Hermione, Molly and Ginny.

"That's right you don't know do you, I'm surprised Percy didn't tell you, he always was one for gossip," Ginny said with an edge of laughter in her tone. Audrey remained perplexed and looked at Molly who was wiping crumbs from her clothes.

"Ron and Hermione used to be in item," the aging witch stated firmly, not looking up from her clothes.

"I'm sorry what?" Audrey choked, placing a hand to her chest in shock. Hermione sighed heavily and chanced one last glance out the window. Charlie had Harry on his back as he ran after Fred who held George on his back. Ron was throwing gnomes at Charlie's feet with a look of deep satisfaction on his face.

"It's true; we were a couple for a period of time. We had to break it off though due to some complexities."

"Hermione went crazy," Ginny added resulting in a heated stare from the woman in question.

"Crazy?" Audrey asked, still not quite understanding the situation.

"Our relationship lasted right up until the middle of my Healer training. Things started to get pretty stressful and I wasn't a nice girlfriend at the time. One night when I got home to our flat just outside Hogsmeade he had burnt the dinner and I just…lost it. I started screaming at him, calling him useless and untrustworthy amongst many other things and he started shouting back at me saying how I was sucking the life out of him with all of my relentless studying and how he didn't seem to know who I was anymore. It ended up that I broke it off with him and went and stayed with my parents until I finished my training." Hermione sighed deeply after her explanation of her break-up with Ron. She hadn't thought about that night since it had happened. She'd never forget how angry she'd been and how loudly she'd shouted, the people who'd lived above and below them must have heard a lot.

"That doesn't sound too crazy," Audrey stated taking the last of the cake's from the plate before Ginny could grab it.

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked unable to believe that someone actually thought that she didn't sound crazy during that time.

"Yes you were stressed with all of your studying but if Ron had had any sense in him then he would have stuck it out like a proper boyfriend should have. Times like that are what make or break relationships. You know they are 'the one' if they stick with you through the bad times and make you enjoy the fun times ten times more than you should." With that said Audrey nodded her head once and finished her cake. Ginny and especially Hermione simply stared at Audrey however Molly had a small grin gracing her lips.

"I've never thought about it that way," the newly enlightened Healer muttered softly. Ginny, who was now eyeing up the food cupboard, had a huge grin on her face and knew for a fact that her theory was right and now that Hermione had been given that explanation it would help her to realise things a bit sooner than she'd hoped.

"Hermione?" All heads turned to the back garden door to find Charlie standing there with a polite smile on his face.

"Don't you think we should get going?" he asked as he strode over to Hermione and offered his hand to help her up. Hermione thanked him and took his offer and as their hands connected softly the warmth that Hermione expected arrived but somehow it was different, it was more intense. She blushed and grabbed her bag quickly.

"Will you be back for a spot of super?" Molly asked as she stood up to clear the table. Hermione thought for a couple of moments and then nodded her head. Molly beamed at her and wished her the best of luck as they both grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.

As Hermione dusted herself off she heard the heavy footsteps running from the kitchen to the living room.

"Hermione?" said a distinguished voice from outside the living room door. It was her father and just as he was about to open the door she heard her mum 'whisper' something to her father.

"Bruce careful! It might not be our Hermione. You remember the last time when we heard that thump and it turned out to be an 80 year old wizard who'd mispronounced his destination. Ask who it is first."

"I've already said her name out loud."

"Ask the question!"

"Hermione? Is that you in there?" Bruce Granger asked in a slightly agitated tone. Hermione grinned inwardly and glanced at Charlie who was engrossed by a non-moving muggle painting which hung above the fireplace.

"Yes dad it's me!" she called out and after a muttered word to his wife Bruce entered the room with gusto and strode over to his only daughter. As he hugged her Hermione's mother entered the room and looked at the soot which was now lying on her once spotless, beige carpet.

"Sweetheart would you mind," she said to her daughter as her husband broke away from the hug. Hermione smiled warmly at her mother, took out her wand, cleaned up the mess and then embraced her mother tightly.

"Good to see you darling." Hermione felt her heart squeeze, she knew she should have informed her parents of her intentioned visit.

"Charlie nice to see you again," Bruce said strongly as he clasped Charlie's hand in a firm handshake. The Granger's had met Charlie on a couple of occasions and it was needless to say that Bruce Granger had taken an instant shine to the Dragon Keeper.

"How're those dragon's treating you?" the dentist asked causing Charlie to chuckle to himself.

"Just fine, no new scars to show you I'm afraid but now that you mention it I did get a good clip in the mouth from one before I came back to England. Back tooth hasn't felt right since," Charlie told him. Bruce laughed heartily and pulled a small plastic object with a tiny mirror on the end of it out of his trouser pocket and told Charlie to open his mouth. Hermione merely rolled her eyes at them and went with her mum into the kitchen to make a pot of tea.

"Hermione darling don't think of this as a rude comment but have you put on weight?" her mother immediately asked her as they closed the kitchen door. Hermione instantly started to sweat; she knew her mother would have felt something. She hadn't been this heavy since Hogwarts.

"Erm," Hermione began but she was interrupted by a loud yell from the living area. Hermione looked at her mum with some concern and then pointed her wand at the muggle tea pot, causing it to fill with water and start to boil.

"How did you know I had a teabag in there?" her mother asked, bringing mugs down from a nearby cupboard.

"Because I know you," Hermione said slyly, chuckling as her mother brought the tea pot off the stove and poured the tea which had taken seconds to make. The ladies then returned to the living area with the mugs of tea to find Charlie sitting in an armchair with Bruce hovering over Charlie's mouth.

"Martha could you get me my spare dentil tools please," Bruce asked his wife who was gravitating towards Charlie. Hermione knew her mother was dying to take a look into Charlie's mouth to see what had to be done but once her father had asked for his dental tools she had to exit the room and go up to the second floor of the house.

"Charlie do you know any numbing spells?" Bruce asked the highly confused Dragon Keeper. Hermione felt her brow furrow and she coughed loudly. Her father looked at her over the rim of the glasses he'd adorned to look at Charlie's teeth and his eyes brightened.

"Oh yes, our brilliant Healer here will know a thing or two. If you wouldn't mind could you completely numb his whole jaw? This tooth has to come out I'm afraid. I'm surprised you've lived with it for so long."

"It only started to annoy me recently," Charlie mumbled as Martha entered the room with a white dental kit. Hermione rolled her eyes as she cast the charm at Charlie's jaw and her dad poked him gently to see if it had worked.

"Don' eel a ing." Bruce smiled gently and then dove into his dental kit to find the necessary tools.

"Why didn't you tell me about your tooth?" Hermione asked Charlie quietly as her mum placed a couple of kitchen towels under the Dragon Keeper's chin. She received a shrug as an answer to her question and she once again rolled her eyes as her father reappeared from his kit.

"Because my daughter has done a wonderful job at numbing your jaw you won't feel anything as I pull the tooth out." Charlie screwed his eyes shut; he'd never had a tooth removed manually before. His heartbeat increased and he grabbed for Hermione's hand. She held it tightly and watched her father work. Before they all knew it the tooth was out and Bruce was asking his daughter to heal the bleeding gum.

"Here you go dear," Martha said to Charlie after everything had been fixed. She handed him a glass of water and told him to rinse his mouth out thoroughly. As the numbing charm wore off a slight ache was beginning to develop where his tooth had once been.

"It'll calm down after about 30 minutes. Hermione did a very good job of healing the gum so you won't suffer as much as other people would." Charlie grinned and thanked her for the water. He stood at the kitchen sink and rinsed out his mouth as Martha went back to the living area to sit down with her daughter. After a few moments to himself Charlie set the glass in the sink, took a deep breath and walked out of the kitchen. As he entered the room where the Granger's sat Hermione started to speak.

"Mum…dad I have something I need to tell you," the intelligent Healer said in a slightly nervous manner. Martha looked at her quizzically and Bruce sat forward in his seat.

"What is it darling?" Martha asked seriously, her hands clasped tightly together and resting on top of her knees. Hermione swallowed hard and glanced at Charlie who was sitting beside her. She could see that a fine film of sweat had appeared on Charlie's brow and his lips were pressed tightly together in a thin line.

"Sweetheart?" Bruce asked calmly as he unclasped one of his wife's hands and held it. Hermione couldn't help but stare at her parents, her mouth open slightly. What would they think of her? What would they think of their golden girl, the epitome of their good upbringing?

"I…" she started but her wildly beating heart forced her to stop and take a deep breath. She looked at Charlie again; his eyes were focused on the carpeted floor. Just minutes ago he'd been chatting merrily to her father and mother, now he looked as if he was going to be sick.

"Tell us sweetheart," Bruce urged sensing his only child's tension. Hermione swallowed hard again and forced herself to be brave. They had to find out sooner or later.

"I'm pregnant," she said firmly, ignoring the bubbly sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. For moments their was complete and utter silence.

A/N: So there we have it another chapter finally up. Probably not the best chapter in the world but at least now the Granger's know lol. Please tell me what you all thought in a REVIEW xxxx