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All or nothing
Chapter 3
"Mrs Weasley? Mrs Weasley?" called Hermione, as she nervously entered the burrow. She had been forced by Ron, to tell Molly the good news. Unfortunately, she wasn't sure how Molly would take it.
"Hermione? Is that you?" said Molly as she walked out of the kitchen. "Oh, I haven't seen you in ages. Ron said you might call round. Do come in." And Hermione was ushered into the kitchen for Hot Cocoa and Biscuits.
"Yeah well, we've got a bit of news that we need to tell you, although Ron was a bit afraid of your reaction, so he's using the pretence of work as an excuse not to call round."
"Why on earth should he be worried? It's not like I'm going to kill him, although I have come close over the years." said Molly as she poured out the cocoa. Hermione giggled nervously.
"It is pretty big news though. He probably didn't want to shock you."
"So he's sent you to tell me, has he? Well go on then. What is it?"
"We're getting married." Hermione ducked, as if she thought Molly would throw something at her. After all, it was Molly's youngest son they were talking about. But when she realised that no objects had been thrown, she nervously raised her head.
"Oh Hermione dear, I'm so happy for you!" exclaimed Molly before wrapping her in a bear-hug that Hermione was sure would injure the baby. "I must admit it's unexpected. Last I heard you two had a big row, but I knew it would be alright in the end. You two were inevitable."
"I think so too." Hermione grinned, as she was released from the hug. "But there is more news. Even more unexpected." There was a pause as Hermione tried to think of the right way to say it. Molly waited patiently.
"You're going to be a grandmother." To this Molly had no reply. Again, she wrapped up Hermione in her arms, being a bit more gentle this time, but Molly was speechless. After a few minutes, she found her tongue again.
"I'm glad you told me the other piece of news first." She shook her head, in wonder, as if she couldn't believe it. "Now I know why Ron wanted you to tell me. If he was sitting there, I would probably be biting his head off."
"Why?" Hermione asked, relieved that Molly was taking the news well.
"Oh you know, you're so young, why wasn't he more responsible, the usual."
"Do you think we're too young?" Hermione looked nervously at her future mother in law.
"Oh no, dear. I was about your age when I had Bill, so I can't object. But I would have yelled at Ron anyway. It's fun seeing him squirm." Molly giggled, and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. Molly was the closest she would ever get to a mother nowadays, and she would need a motherly figure to help in the next few months. Hermione would have been devastated in Molly hadn't approved.
"So have you set a date for the wedding yet? And when's the baby due?" Molly asked, waking Hermione from her thoughts.
"We're getting married on 17th June, and the baby is due on the 3rd of August." Hermione said, pleased to be giving out facts. "Hopefully I should still be able to fit in the dress. I'm going to wear my mother's wedding dress, although it might have to be altered slightly. We don't want a big wedding, just a few close friends and family. Maximum of 100 people."
"It looks as if we're going to have to empty our wedding fund." Molly sighed. "We've been putting a bit of money aside each year, since Bill was born, for the kids weddings, and what with yours and Ginny's at about the same time, it looks as if it might be a considerable amount smaller than what it was." Molly shook her head and started clearing away the cups.
"Ginny's getting married?" Hermione looked shocked. "I didn't know she was even with someone. I thought she was still pining for Harry."
"Me too, but it seems she's been with this person for just over two years, and she's been keeping it secret from everyone. She probably thought her brothers would harass the poor fellow, if they were ever introduced." Molly shook her head, laughing. "She has said that the first time she wants her brothers to see him is on the day, when it's too late for them to do anything about it."
"That does sound like Ginny." Hermione laughed as well. "But what about you? Are you going to meet him before-hand?"
"Of course. You don't think I would let my one and only daughter get married to some stranger do you? No, we're meeting him tomorrow night. He's coming round for dinner."
"I can't believe Ginny never told me."
"Why don't you come as well? I'm assuming Ginny doesn't know about you and Ron?" Hermione nodded her head in agreement. "Then why don't I tell Ginny that I've invited you and your fiancé, and then we can see her face when she finds out about you two."
"That would be great." Hermione looked at her watch. "Oh I should be going now. What time tomorrow?"
"Come about 7." Molly helped Hermione up and they walked towards the door. "That's when Ginny is coming."
"Alright, I'll see you then." Hermione picked up her coat, put it on, and then disapparated. She reached her apartment only to find Ron there, waiting. He helped her with her coat, and then they both flopped on the sofa in each others arms.
"What did mum say?" Ron asked.
"She's really pleased. And we're having dinner there tomorrow, at about seven. Okay?" Hermione rubbed her bump for maybe the 100th time that day. Suddenly she jumped.
"Oh, Ron." She called. "The baby just kicked!"
"It did? Oh let me feel." And he placed his hand there too. He felt a small kick, and also jumped. He smiled. "That settles it. I'm the father. There's no way Victor has as strong a kick as that. The baby takes after me."
"I hope it doesn't have your temper." Hermione mused. They sat there, discussing which traits the baby might have, until they eventually fell asleep.
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"Hello, dear. How have you been? You haven't had any problems, have you?" Molly Weasley greeted Hermione warmly, as her and Ron entered into the friendly hall. Hermione shook her head.
"We felt it kick," volunteered Ron, slightly put out that his mother hadn't said hello to him yet. "It's definitely healthy."
"You might not be, by the end of the evening." Murmured Molly.
"Why?" grinned Hermione. "Are you in the mood to see Ron squirm?" Ron frowned as his fiancée and his mother shared a private joke concerning him. Seeing Ron's face, Hermione pulled him towards her, and gave him a gentle kiss.
"I thin you might be a bit shocked, to say the least at Ginny's choice of fiance." Smiled molly, with a mysterious smile. Curiously they followed her into the kitchen.
"Harry? Why are you kissing my sister?" Ron asked, confused. Hermione stood next to him in shock. "She's supposed to be engaged. Her fiance won't be pleased if he finds you kissing her."
"Ron, you are so stupid sometimes!" Hermione grinned at her future husband and wondered how he could be so dense. Harry and Ginny smiled, sheepishly.
All or nothing
Chapter 3
"Mrs Weasley? Mrs Weasley?" called Hermione, as she nervously entered the burrow. She had been forced by Ron, to tell Molly the good news. Unfortunately, she wasn't sure how Molly would take it.
"Hermione? Is that you?" said Molly as she walked out of the kitchen. "Oh, I haven't seen you in ages. Ron said you might call round. Do come in." And Hermione was ushered into the kitchen for Hot Cocoa and Biscuits.
"Yeah well, we've got a bit of news that we need to tell you, although Ron was a bit afraid of your reaction, so he's using the pretence of work as an excuse not to call round."
"Why on earth should he be worried? It's not like I'm going to kill him, although I have come close over the years." said Molly as she poured out the cocoa. Hermione giggled nervously.
"It is pretty big news though. He probably didn't want to shock you."
"So he's sent you to tell me, has he? Well go on then. What is it?"
"We're getting married." Hermione ducked, as if she thought Molly would throw something at her. After all, it was Molly's youngest son they were talking about. But when she realised that no objects had been thrown, she nervously raised her head.
"Oh Hermione dear, I'm so happy for you!" exclaimed Molly before wrapping her in a bear-hug that Hermione was sure would injure the baby. "I must admit it's unexpected. Last I heard you two had a big row, but I knew it would be alright in the end. You two were inevitable."
"I think so too." Hermione grinned, as she was released from the hug. "But there is more news. Even more unexpected." There was a pause as Hermione tried to think of the right way to say it. Molly waited patiently.
"You're going to be a grandmother." To this Molly had no reply. Again, she wrapped up Hermione in her arms, being a bit more gentle this time, but Molly was speechless. After a few minutes, she found her tongue again.
"I'm glad you told me the other piece of news first." She shook her head, in wonder, as if she couldn't believe it. "Now I know why Ron wanted you to tell me. If he was sitting there, I would probably be biting his head off."
"Why?" Hermione asked, relieved that Molly was taking the news well.
"Oh you know, you're so young, why wasn't he more responsible, the usual."
"Do you think we're too young?" Hermione looked nervously at her future mother in law.
"Oh no, dear. I was about your age when I had Bill, so I can't object. But I would have yelled at Ron anyway. It's fun seeing him squirm." Molly giggled, and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. Molly was the closest she would ever get to a mother nowadays, and she would need a motherly figure to help in the next few months. Hermione would have been devastated in Molly hadn't approved.
"So have you set a date for the wedding yet? And when's the baby due?" Molly asked, waking Hermione from her thoughts.
"We're getting married on 17th June, and the baby is due on the 3rd of August." Hermione said, pleased to be giving out facts. "Hopefully I should still be able to fit in the dress. I'm going to wear my mother's wedding dress, although it might have to be altered slightly. We don't want a big wedding, just a few close friends and family. Maximum of 100 people."
"It looks as if we're going to have to empty our wedding fund." Molly sighed. "We've been putting a bit of money aside each year, since Bill was born, for the kids weddings, and what with yours and Ginny's at about the same time, it looks as if it might be a considerable amount smaller than what it was." Molly shook her head and started clearing away the cups.
"Ginny's getting married?" Hermione looked shocked. "I didn't know she was even with someone. I thought she was still pining for Harry."
"Me too, but it seems she's been with this person for just over two years, and she's been keeping it secret from everyone. She probably thought her brothers would harass the poor fellow, if they were ever introduced." Molly shook her head, laughing. "She has said that the first time she wants her brothers to see him is on the day, when it's too late for them to do anything about it."
"That does sound like Ginny." Hermione laughed as well. "But what about you? Are you going to meet him before-hand?"
"Of course. You don't think I would let my one and only daughter get married to some stranger do you? No, we're meeting him tomorrow night. He's coming round for dinner."
"I can't believe Ginny never told me."
"Why don't you come as well? I'm assuming Ginny doesn't know about you and Ron?" Hermione nodded her head in agreement. "Then why don't I tell Ginny that I've invited you and your fiancé, and then we can see her face when she finds out about you two."
"That would be great." Hermione looked at her watch. "Oh I should be going now. What time tomorrow?"
"Come about 7." Molly helped Hermione up and they walked towards the door. "That's when Ginny is coming."
"Alright, I'll see you then." Hermione picked up her coat, put it on, and then disapparated. She reached her apartment only to find Ron there, waiting. He helped her with her coat, and then they both flopped on the sofa in each others arms.
"What did mum say?" Ron asked.
"She's really pleased. And we're having dinner there tomorrow, at about seven. Okay?" Hermione rubbed her bump for maybe the 100th time that day. Suddenly she jumped.
"Oh, Ron." She called. "The baby just kicked!"
"It did? Oh let me feel." And he placed his hand there too. He felt a small kick, and also jumped. He smiled. "That settles it. I'm the father. There's no way Victor has as strong a kick as that. The baby takes after me."
"I hope it doesn't have your temper." Hermione mused. They sat there, discussing which traits the baby might have, until they eventually fell asleep.
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"Hello, dear. How have you been? You haven't had any problems, have you?" Molly Weasley greeted Hermione warmly, as her and Ron entered into the friendly hall. Hermione shook her head.
"We felt it kick," volunteered Ron, slightly put out that his mother hadn't said hello to him yet. "It's definitely healthy."
"You might not be, by the end of the evening." Murmured Molly.
"Why?" grinned Hermione. "Are you in the mood to see Ron squirm?" Ron frowned as his fiancée and his mother shared a private joke concerning him. Seeing Ron's face, Hermione pulled him towards her, and gave him a gentle kiss.
"I thin you might be a bit shocked, to say the least at Ginny's choice of fiance." Smiled molly, with a mysterious smile. Curiously they followed her into the kitchen.
"Harry? Why are you kissing my sister?" Ron asked, confused. Hermione stood next to him in shock. "She's supposed to be engaged. Her fiance won't be pleased if he finds you kissing her."
"Ron, you are so stupid sometimes!" Hermione grinned at her future husband and wondered how he could be so dense. Harry and Ginny smiled, sheepishly.