Eight
Ron walked over, grinning broadly. "I missed you so much!" He shouted, throwing his arms around her neck. He hugged her so tightly Hermione felt as if she were suffocating.
"Ron, how'd you get here so quickly? You were in New York!" Hermione gasped, sill flabbergasted by Ron's sudden arrival.
"I flew over the Ocean, thinking of you, I couldn't stay a missing person."
"I've been so worried, I sent Harry out to look for you, and he is now a missing person! Oh Ron!" Tears ran down Hermione's face. She was so worried about Harry, and now Ron was standing in front of her, it was all too much.
"Hermi, I'm here now." Ron smiled at her and squeezed her shoulders. "I won't go again, send an owl to Harry." Ron looked ashen-faced, he frowned, "So are you doing?" Hermione wanted to say 'fine' but she couldn't.
"Ron, can we go inside, I'll tell you there." Hermione grabbed is hands and dragged him off into the Hospital Building.
It was warmer in there, the Nurses and Doctors swept in and out of Accident and Emergency, looking at odd calamities and disasters that happened to various Witches and Wizards. She sat down, Ron did the same. "Everything has been horrid Ron!"
"What happened?" He said, looking grave.
"Well I woke up yesterday morning, Harry was there. We talked for about five minutes when Doctors and Nurses started shouting to keep a man alive, but he died in the same room as Harry and I, it was Professor Dumbledore!"
"Oh dear Lord!" Ron gasped; he hugged Hermione, rocking her softly. "Oh Hermi, there can possibly be anything else!"
"Oh there is," Hermione pulled away from the hug, she pulled her nightgown back to reveal the bump. Ron sat there looking a bit shocked; he gawped at her stomach in disbelief.
"Hermi, I-I don't know what to say." He gasped, still gawping at her. "So you are really pregnant!"
"Didn't you believe me?"
"Yeah, but it's only just sunk in that I'm gonna be a Dad."
"Oh Ron!" Hermione hugged Ron tightly. "I love you so much! I never, ever want you to leave me again!"
"I won't, I can't!" Ron pulled out of the hug and kissed Hermione passionately on the lips. The whole room was watching them in their embrace. They all Ahhed, and some went "That's so romantic." Rita Skeeter was back, clapping excitedly, and someone took a photo for some unknown reason...
* * * * * *
She awoke the next morning to a red head, sleeping on her pillow. Yesterday was blank, a blur because of the events. Hermione felt content that Ron had made his way home, but he couldn't face his father. "Ron," Hermione whispered, nudging him awake.
"Huh? What time is it?" Ron sat up, and looked around the cubical uncertainly.
"Its Ten Thirty."
"Oh no, I was meant to be meeting Sirius at the clock tower at ten!"
"Don't worry." Ron looked lovingly into her eyes.
"Should we of done it last night?"
"Yes, and don't worry, it's not as if I could get pregnant again." She laughed, climbing out of bed, and slipping her dressing gown on. "We can stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a while, until we get out feet on the ground, is that alright?"
"Hermi! Isn't this all a bit to sudden?"
"No! It the twenty fourth of July and this baby is due in February!"
"Fine, fine, I'll ask them today."
"And you'll tell your father the truth, he deserves it."
"I knew you'd never change!" Ron smirked, "You'll always be bossy little miss Perfect," He paused, "To the world, but to me you're my fiancée, my girl, no one will ever love you the way I do, your almost untouched apart from me." Hermione shuddered.
"Don't think about him, he'll never come back, ever!"
"I hope so." Hermione wiped a tear from her face and walked down the hall to wash herself.
Ron walked over, grinning broadly. "I missed you so much!" He shouted, throwing his arms around her neck. He hugged her so tightly Hermione felt as if she were suffocating.
"Ron, how'd you get here so quickly? You were in New York!" Hermione gasped, sill flabbergasted by Ron's sudden arrival.
"I flew over the Ocean, thinking of you, I couldn't stay a missing person."
"I've been so worried, I sent Harry out to look for you, and he is now a missing person! Oh Ron!" Tears ran down Hermione's face. She was so worried about Harry, and now Ron was standing in front of her, it was all too much.
"Hermi, I'm here now." Ron smiled at her and squeezed her shoulders. "I won't go again, send an owl to Harry." Ron looked ashen-faced, he frowned, "So are you doing?" Hermione wanted to say 'fine' but she couldn't.
"Ron, can we go inside, I'll tell you there." Hermione grabbed is hands and dragged him off into the Hospital Building.
It was warmer in there, the Nurses and Doctors swept in and out of Accident and Emergency, looking at odd calamities and disasters that happened to various Witches and Wizards. She sat down, Ron did the same. "Everything has been horrid Ron!"
"What happened?" He said, looking grave.
"Well I woke up yesterday morning, Harry was there. We talked for about five minutes when Doctors and Nurses started shouting to keep a man alive, but he died in the same room as Harry and I, it was Professor Dumbledore!"
"Oh dear Lord!" Ron gasped; he hugged Hermione, rocking her softly. "Oh Hermi, there can possibly be anything else!"
"Oh there is," Hermione pulled away from the hug, she pulled her nightgown back to reveal the bump. Ron sat there looking a bit shocked; he gawped at her stomach in disbelief.
"Hermi, I-I don't know what to say." He gasped, still gawping at her. "So you are really pregnant!"
"Didn't you believe me?"
"Yeah, but it's only just sunk in that I'm gonna be a Dad."
"Oh Ron!" Hermione hugged Ron tightly. "I love you so much! I never, ever want you to leave me again!"
"I won't, I can't!" Ron pulled out of the hug and kissed Hermione passionately on the lips. The whole room was watching them in their embrace. They all Ahhed, and some went "That's so romantic." Rita Skeeter was back, clapping excitedly, and someone took a photo for some unknown reason...
* * * * * *
She awoke the next morning to a red head, sleeping on her pillow. Yesterday was blank, a blur because of the events. Hermione felt content that Ron had made his way home, but he couldn't face his father. "Ron," Hermione whispered, nudging him awake.
"Huh? What time is it?" Ron sat up, and looked around the cubical uncertainly.
"Its Ten Thirty."
"Oh no, I was meant to be meeting Sirius at the clock tower at ten!"
"Don't worry." Ron looked lovingly into her eyes.
"Should we of done it last night?"
"Yes, and don't worry, it's not as if I could get pregnant again." She laughed, climbing out of bed, and slipping her dressing gown on. "We can stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a while, until we get out feet on the ground, is that alright?"
"Hermi! Isn't this all a bit to sudden?"
"No! It the twenty fourth of July and this baby is due in February!"
"Fine, fine, I'll ask them today."
"And you'll tell your father the truth, he deserves it."
"I knew you'd never change!" Ron smirked, "You'll always be bossy little miss Perfect," He paused, "To the world, but to me you're my fiancée, my girl, no one will ever love you the way I do, your almost untouched apart from me." Hermione shuddered.
"Don't think about him, he'll never come back, ever!"
"I hope so." Hermione wiped a tear from her face and walked down the hall to wash herself.