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(THEIR FUTURES REVEALED)
PART II- THE TRIP HOME
This was what would make or break Ron and Hermione's future, if yes, Ron would live in perfect happiness. But if Hermione didn't love him as much he hoped, then Ron would frazzle and wouldn't see any point of living.
Hermione stared at the ring, and as she opened her mouth Ron prepared for that brutal answer. 'Yes!' she exclaimed, and the lights came on, and the wedding march tune played into the train.
'Yes! She said yes!!!! Wohoo!!!! I'm getting married uh uh I'm getting married,' Ron sang jumping up and down and dancing.
'Stop embarrasing yourself sweetheart,' Hermione said to Ron, 'And the only reason I said that is because, that ring should be on my finger by now!!'
Seeing that Hermione had already shoved out her hand ready for the ring, Ron sat down, slowly took the ring out of the box.
'Shouldn't they have kissed by now?' Nehaal whispered into Harry's ear. Harry gave her a look. 'They'll do it in their own time,' he replied. Harry then moved his head to look at the newly engaged couple. He paused, 'Ok, they've been staring at eachover for five minutes now.'
'I'm sorta nervous,' Hermione broke the silence.
'Thank you!' Nehaal said, but recieving a punch from Harry in the arm.
'Why, because of the wedding?' Ron asked, still staring into Hermione's eyes longingly.
'No!' Hermione chuckled, 'because Harry and Nehaal have been staring at us for ages now.' They started staring at each other again.
'Man! Ron's eyes are so glazed! Do you think I could get a doughnut?' Harry whispered into Nehaal's ear.
'If you find somewhere where we can get one, tell me to. Those eyes are making me hungry for them as well.'
'Come on,' Harry stood up, ' let's leave those two alone, shall we?'
Nehaal looked at Hermione and Ron. 'But they're finally kissing!'
'That's why we should leave them alone,' Harry said, barely opening his mouth, 'Oliver said me and you could come into their carriage any time.'
Reluctentely, Nehaal stood up, and shoved her last piece of food into her mouth, 'Fine, but I'm sitting oppisite you, maybe it'll stop them from kissing all the time.'
'Don't talk with your mouth full. And besides, what wrong with kissing?' Harry laughed, putting on his puppy dog eyes.
'You know what I mean,' Nehaal also laughed, and went and gave Harry a kiss, 'Now come on, we should let them have their privacy.'
'At last, they left us alone! Ron exclaimed quietly, breaking his and Hermione's liplock.
'I know what you mean! I like them both and everything, and it was nice for them to decorate the cabin and all, it's just . . . sometimes we want to be alone too,' Hermione said, closing the cabind door propaly. 'Now, I know you've decided, but please tell me where and when the wedding's taken place.'
Ron sat back up on the chair. 'Well, I'm glad you liked the idea about a wedding at Hogwarts, and the idea of a double wedding, because. . . Harry, Nehaal, Laura, and Oliver suggested a triple wedding!!!!'
Hermione jumped out of her seat. 'Really! A wedding in one of my favourite places!! And also my five most favourite people!! Oooooh that's a great idea Ron! Thank you soooo much!! Hang on a sec, if you've already made arrangements, then you must have known I was going to say yes.'
'Well, I didn't. I was just hoping you could say yes,' Ron gave Hermione another one of his 'Are you sure you want to have it there and notsomewhere else looks'
Hermione read his face, like she always does, 'yes I'm sure I want it Hogwarts and not somewhere else. Oh! Is that why Harry and Nehaal invited mine and your family to their wedding, just incase i said yes?'
'Partly,' Ron ascertained, 'And also because. . .'
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Tap! Tap! 'You have to bang harder Harry!! You know it's hard to hear when you're in lip locks!' Nehaal yelled quietly into Harry's ear, 'And you of all people should know you have to do things louder because those two are always in a liplock, always!!!!'
'You just be patient,' Harry said calmly, 'I think they were doing more than kissing.'
Nehaal squinted her eyes. The doors were easy to see through from the outside but not the inside. 'You're right. They were anyway. They're just sorting out their clothes and hair before they open the door,' she sighed, 'Every time they do that!!'
'Who is it?' said a muffled voice from inside, 'If it's Harry and Nehaal, could you give us minute, me and Laura need to . . . erm . . . sort out something first.'
'Ok Oliver. We'll be back in five minutes,' Harry replied.
'What are we going to do for five minutes? We can't go anywhere else but the toilets,' Nehaal knocked Harry.
'Look, just use the toilets, and come back and act as if we went somewhere, like the bar,' Harry said as he pushed Nehaal down the corridoor.
'But there is no bar on the train,' Nehaal gritted her teeth and tangled her way out of Harry's arms.
Harry shook his head. 'I know that, but they don't. They've always stayed in that one carriage ever since they met when Laura was in first year. They wouldn't know if a bar had been put on or not.'
'Good point sweetheart,' Nehaal said, heading towards the toilets.
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Ron pulled his hand stiffly out of his pocket, and started to rub Hermione's stomach. 'I can't believe we are going to have a little baby girl.'
'Or boy,' Hermione added, 'what do you think you think we should call it?'
'Erm . . . er . . . Julia!' Ron exclaimed.
'What if it's a boy? Hermione said shooting a stern look at Ron.
'But it's a girl,' Ron yelled, standing up and pushing against the door.
'Look, I'm not the smartest girl in the school for nothing you know. I do know a thing or two about xray spells,' Hermione told Ron, struggling to plod along to the other side of the carriage without looking like a penguin.
'Xray spells? When did we learn about xray spells?' Ron questioned looking puzzled as usual.
'Yesterday. You know. Last lesson. God you are stupid!' Hermione exclaimed stumbling backwards into her seat.
'I'm not the stupidest boy in the school for nothing you know,' Ron replied, giving Hermione a big puppy eyed look and pushing his way back into the seat next to Hermione's. 'So, it's definetely a boy?'
'Yep. So, what shall we call it? I was thinking something like Orlando, mysterious . . . '
'I'm going to be a father for a son called Orlando!! Wait a sec, you just wanna call him that because you sitll have a crush on Orlando Bloom, don't you??' Ron asked.
'Maybe . . .' Hermione muttered looking at Ron who was giving a 'I know you still like him so no' looks. 'Ok!! Not Orlando. How about Charlie? In honour of your brother after that terrible dragon attack.'
'That's a great idea!! I'm sure my parent's would approve of that,' Ron said, looking at Hermione, who looked puzzled, a bit like Ron is most of the time.
'Why do we need their approval?'
'Well . . . when George and Fred got married, both of them asked mum if she liked the name of their child, before they named it, it's like a family tradition. When mum was born, her parents asked their parents if they ike her name, it's just a thing my family does,' Ron said.
'Look, I respect tradition and everything so, let's ask them tonight when we go round to sort the wedding plans with Nehaal, Harry, Oliver and Laura,' Hermione suggested, pecking Ron on the cheek.
'Ah. First things first, we might want to tell them your pregnant . . .' Ron said, before being interupted.
'You haven't told them yet!!'
'Well, I was hoping we could kill two birds with one stone, I mean, that way we could tell everyone about the baby at the same time, oh and also tell our parents about the wedding,' Ron replied quickly.
'Ok pokey, I forgive you.'
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'Soooo,' Laura said twiddling her thumbs.
'Yeah, soo,' Nehaal repeated.
'Ron and Hermione are getting married!' Harry yelled, breaking the silence.
'oh, that's great,' Oliver answered, 'is Ron's dad going to be able to fit all of us in our car?'
'Yeah, He just got a new one,' Nehaal carried on what Harry was about to say.
'Is that the twelve seater?' Laura questioned, looking like she new more than she did about, well, everthing. (an: Just show you know, i was dropped on my heads repeatedly why i was young, that's why i'm a bit stupid now.)
'Oh, yes, the twelve seater,' Harry said.
There was another silence, broken by Nehaal this time. 'Oh, are these your underpants Oliver?' nehaal asked, moving closer to Harry.
'Oh! Yes!! I hate getting dressed quickly, i always forget something!' Oliver laughed. Harry raised an eyebrow. 'Not that I needed to get dressed quickly, heh heh.'
Oliver pulled down his trousers to put his 'i love laura' pants on. 'We have guests you know honey!!' Laura giggled, rushidly pulling his trousers up. She looked in Nehaal's direction, who had turned bright red, and started to bury her head into Harry's arm. 'There's nothing to be ashamed of Nehaal. I'm sure Harry has a nice bottom, but it can't be as nice as Oliver's.' She laughed. Oliver turned around, his trousers up now. He had gone as red as Nehaal and Harry put together. Oliver then laughed.
'Isn't she just the sweetest,' Oliver laughed again, and started kissing Laura as romantic as he could without hurting the beater cut on his forehead.
'See, always in a liplock,' Nehaal nudged Harry.
BANG, BANG! 'We are almost to the station now children, please sort yourselves out and get ready to leave,' a mumbled voice said coming htrough the door, it was hard to hear with the smoochy sounds Laura and Oliver were making.
'We better go,' said Harry, opening the door and moving to the next. 'We'll see you in five minutes Oliver.'
'I think I heard a yes, just go!' Nehaal giggled, 'Can we come in now guys?'
'Sure!!' Ron answered, opening the door.
'I can't believe you're getting married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' Harry cried excitely.
'Wait, that sounds more like something Nehaal would say,' Hermione said, 'what happened to your personalities?!?!?!?'
'Nothing, it's just LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!!!!' Harry broke into song.
'Oh, thats sweet, but we gotta get our bags, come on, lets go,' Nehaal suggested looking at the upcoming platform 9and3/4.
The two engaged couples plodded along happily down to the private luggage compartment. 'Isn't it great?' Nehaal asked everyone else to break the cheerful whistles of the four.
'What?' Ron asked.
'Well, you two our pregnant, me and Harry have found a nice little place to settle down in that we don't have to pay for, and we're all getting married!!!!!'
'Hey, you left out Oliver and Laura.' Harry added.
'But, all they're doing is getting married. They've lived together for ages, they've been engaged for ages, nothing has actually happened to them that recentely.'
'I'm sure something will come up,' Ron said, hoping that something really would happen for them and that he wouldn't look like an idiot.
'Hi guys!!' Laura skipped along the corridoor, her childish little plaits bouncing along with her.
'Hi. Congratulations you two,' Oliver said, patting Ron on the back, 'Nothing much as happened to us lately.'
'Yes it has. Don't you remember i've been throwing up every morning for the past 20 minutes,' laura corrected abrubtely.
'Oh yeah, Herm, do you think you could do an x-ray spell to see what's wrong with her, it could be some practice for your new job,' Oliver said.
'What??' Hermione asked, not having a clue what was going on.
'Oh, well, that job you went in for to be the stingers official doctor for the stingers, well you got it!!!'
'Oh yipeeeeee!!!!! my x-ray spell won't go to waste,' Hermione was seriously excited.
'Well, can you do the spell or not?' Laura asked.
'Sure!' Hermione whipped her wand out of her pocket and shouted 'STOMACHIFIE!!!!' and shoved it to Laura's stomach and slowly took it away.
'So??? What's wrong with me??' Laura questioned worringly.
'It's twins. Two baby boys. Congratulations! You're a mother. The strange thing is, they both look exactely like Oliver . . .' Hermione stumbled off into what could have happened without anyone taking notice to her at all.
'OOOOOh!!!! What shall we call them??' Laura asked Oliver, too over-excited too hold it in.
'How about you name one, and I name one? Oliver suggested, his smart and sensible side showing again.
'How about, Seth!!' Laura screamed, thinking about seth green again.
'Hmmm. . . ok, you got to name one so I'll accept that. I choose, Kian, cause I know you like him,' oliver said, kissing Laura again.
'But these children look awfully young, let me check how old,' Hermione flicked her wand again and shouted,'BABICAST', 'These babies are, 20minutes old!!!'
'Oh erm, sweetheart, you take this one,' Oliver said stepping away.
'No!!!! I've got the kids, you take this one!!' Laura said quickly.
'Oh, I can explain,' Herminoe broke up the fight. 'You see, 20 minutes ago, you were erm, well, you know, and babies very easily devolp in the wizard world, but the bad thing is they take more time to devolp in the stomach, i'm afraid you can't do it for another ten months.'
'TEN MONTHS!!!!!!!How do you expect me not to do it for ten months!!! How did she get pregnant in the first place, we used the protection!!!!' Oliver shouted, going red.
'They don't work all the time darling,' Laura tried to calm him down.
'Actually, when the girl really wants a baby, the mind so badly wants the baby it breaks the protection and produces the baby the same way as muggles,' Hermione corrected with her wide knowledge of book smarts kicking in.
'How do you know all that?' Nehaal asked.
'Erm . . . we did a project!' Hermione replied.
'No we didn't,' Ron said.
'Shut up!' Hermione kicked ron's leg, 'they don't know yet!!!'
'Know what?' Oliver asked, zipping up his fly on his trousers.
'Nothing,' Ron replied.
'WE HAVE NOW ARRIVED AT PLATFORM 9 AND 3/4. PLEASE FILE OFF THE TRAIN IN AN ORDERLY FASHION. PROFESSER DUMBLEDORE HAS ASKED ME TO TELL YOU THAT UNLESS YOU HAVE JUST COMPLETED YOUR FINAL YEAR AT HOGWARTS, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC UNTIL BACK TO SCHOOL, THANK YOU,' a crackly voice said.
'Right then.'
'This is it.'
'The last time we get off this train.'
'Yeah. Oh god! I'm gonna throw up!' Laura yelled, interupting the remineces of the hogwarts train.
'Do you think next time you could not get sick down my shirt honey,' Oliver said, trying not to freak out on Laura.
'Don't worry, she'll only being doing that for the next week or so, it's like morning sickness, it's just that it only happens at the beginning of pregancy. The bad thing is, it can happen at anytime,' Hermione explained.
'Honey, you have a little bit of chicken on your lip,' Oliver pointed out to Laura.
'EEwww!!!!!' Ron screeched, without realising that they were already at the new car.
'Hmm, we must not have realised we were actually off the train,' Nehaal said, and then everyone gave her strange looks.
'Oh great!' Hermione yelled, pushing everyone out the way trying not to get sick down the car.
'I'm so happy i'm the only who's not pregnant, none of that sick for me!' Nehaal laughed, followed by a stern look from harry.
'You mean Herm's pregnant too!!' Laura jumped up and down excitedly, then stopped and threw up again.
'And there goes my new trousers,' Oliver said, getting very fed up of all the sick.
'Congratualtions herm,' Laura said, wiping off another bit of chicken off her lip.
'Yeah, you too,' Hermione replied. Not seeing his parents in sight, Ron got his key out of his pocket and opened up the car. Harry opened the door for Nehaal, Ron for Hermione, and Oliver for Laura.
'You better hold these you two,' Ron's mum slid into the front of the car, handing Laura and Hermione buckets, 'Ron's father would kill you if you ruined the new car.'
'What's wrong with you then, you got a flu bug or something?' Ron's dad asked.
'No we're pre. . .' Laura got cut off.
'We're suffering from travel sickness!!' Hermione pushed in, 'You know, i mean, with the train jerking to a stop likethat made the trip longer, meaning we can suffer from travel sickness even worse than usual.
'I didn't know you suffered from travel sickness darling,' Ron's mum said.
'You usually call me Hermione, why are you calling me darling all of a sudden?' Hermione questioned.
'Well, if you're going to be my daughter in law, i can't just call you Hermione anymore, can i?'
'I guess.Hey, how did you know me and Ron were getting married, he only proposed on the train,' Hermione asked holding on to the sides of the car as itjerked to a start.
'You're wearing the ring,' Ron's mum replied, 'that was the ring I was given when i got engaged to Ron's dad, and the one his mother wore when his mum got engaged, it's the family engagement ring.'
'How d'ya do it son? You didn't hide it in a packet of fireworks like your brothers did you?' Ron's dad asked.
'No dad. I arranged for the train to stop, asked Hermione and then the wedding march tune came on when she said yes. We were thinking when we were arranging harry's and oliver's double wedding, could we change it to a triple wedding?' Ron answered his dad question, and then asked his own.
'Sure Ron, isn't that wonderful Ginny?Ginny? Where's Ginny!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?'
(THEIR FUTURES REVEALED)
PART II- THE TRIP HOME
This was what would make or break Ron and Hermione's future, if yes, Ron would live in perfect happiness. But if Hermione didn't love him as much he hoped, then Ron would frazzle and wouldn't see any point of living.
Hermione stared at the ring, and as she opened her mouth Ron prepared for that brutal answer. 'Yes!' she exclaimed, and the lights came on, and the wedding march tune played into the train.
'Yes! She said yes!!!! Wohoo!!!! I'm getting married uh uh I'm getting married,' Ron sang jumping up and down and dancing.
'Stop embarrasing yourself sweetheart,' Hermione said to Ron, 'And the only reason I said that is because, that ring should be on my finger by now!!'
Seeing that Hermione had already shoved out her hand ready for the ring, Ron sat down, slowly took the ring out of the box.
'Shouldn't they have kissed by now?' Nehaal whispered into Harry's ear. Harry gave her a look. 'They'll do it in their own time,' he replied. Harry then moved his head to look at the newly engaged couple. He paused, 'Ok, they've been staring at eachover for five minutes now.'
'I'm sorta nervous,' Hermione broke the silence.
'Thank you!' Nehaal said, but recieving a punch from Harry in the arm.
'Why, because of the wedding?' Ron asked, still staring into Hermione's eyes longingly.
'No!' Hermione chuckled, 'because Harry and Nehaal have been staring at us for ages now.' They started staring at each other again.
'Man! Ron's eyes are so glazed! Do you think I could get a doughnut?' Harry whispered into Nehaal's ear.
'If you find somewhere where we can get one, tell me to. Those eyes are making me hungry for them as well.'
'Come on,' Harry stood up, ' let's leave those two alone, shall we?'
Nehaal looked at Hermione and Ron. 'But they're finally kissing!'
'That's why we should leave them alone,' Harry said, barely opening his mouth, 'Oliver said me and you could come into their carriage any time.'
Reluctentely, Nehaal stood up, and shoved her last piece of food into her mouth, 'Fine, but I'm sitting oppisite you, maybe it'll stop them from kissing all the time.'
'Don't talk with your mouth full. And besides, what wrong with kissing?' Harry laughed, putting on his puppy dog eyes.
'You know what I mean,' Nehaal also laughed, and went and gave Harry a kiss, 'Now come on, we should let them have their privacy.'
'At last, they left us alone! Ron exclaimed quietly, breaking his and Hermione's liplock.
'I know what you mean! I like them both and everything, and it was nice for them to decorate the cabin and all, it's just . . . sometimes we want to be alone too,' Hermione said, closing the cabind door propaly. 'Now, I know you've decided, but please tell me where and when the wedding's taken place.'
Ron sat back up on the chair. 'Well, I'm glad you liked the idea about a wedding at Hogwarts, and the idea of a double wedding, because. . . Harry, Nehaal, Laura, and Oliver suggested a triple wedding!!!!'
Hermione jumped out of her seat. 'Really! A wedding in one of my favourite places!! And also my five most favourite people!! Oooooh that's a great idea Ron! Thank you soooo much!! Hang on a sec, if you've already made arrangements, then you must have known I was going to say yes.'
'Well, I didn't. I was just hoping you could say yes,' Ron gave Hermione another one of his 'Are you sure you want to have it there and notsomewhere else looks'
Hermione read his face, like she always does, 'yes I'm sure I want it Hogwarts and not somewhere else. Oh! Is that why Harry and Nehaal invited mine and your family to their wedding, just incase i said yes?'
'Partly,' Ron ascertained, 'And also because. . .'
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Tap! Tap! 'You have to bang harder Harry!! You know it's hard to hear when you're in lip locks!' Nehaal yelled quietly into Harry's ear, 'And you of all people should know you have to do things louder because those two are always in a liplock, always!!!!'
'You just be patient,' Harry said calmly, 'I think they were doing more than kissing.'
Nehaal squinted her eyes. The doors were easy to see through from the outside but not the inside. 'You're right. They were anyway. They're just sorting out their clothes and hair before they open the door,' she sighed, 'Every time they do that!!'
'Who is it?' said a muffled voice from inside, 'If it's Harry and Nehaal, could you give us minute, me and Laura need to . . . erm . . . sort out something first.'
'Ok Oliver. We'll be back in five minutes,' Harry replied.
'What are we going to do for five minutes? We can't go anywhere else but the toilets,' Nehaal knocked Harry.
'Look, just use the toilets, and come back and act as if we went somewhere, like the bar,' Harry said as he pushed Nehaal down the corridoor.
'But there is no bar on the train,' Nehaal gritted her teeth and tangled her way out of Harry's arms.
Harry shook his head. 'I know that, but they don't. They've always stayed in that one carriage ever since they met when Laura was in first year. They wouldn't know if a bar had been put on or not.'
'Good point sweetheart,' Nehaal said, heading towards the toilets.
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Ron pulled his hand stiffly out of his pocket, and started to rub Hermione's stomach. 'I can't believe we are going to have a little baby girl.'
'Or boy,' Hermione added, 'what do you think you think we should call it?'
'Erm . . . er . . . Julia!' Ron exclaimed.
'What if it's a boy? Hermione said shooting a stern look at Ron.
'But it's a girl,' Ron yelled, standing up and pushing against the door.
'Look, I'm not the smartest girl in the school for nothing you know. I do know a thing or two about xray spells,' Hermione told Ron, struggling to plod along to the other side of the carriage without looking like a penguin.
'Xray spells? When did we learn about xray spells?' Ron questioned looking puzzled as usual.
'Yesterday. You know. Last lesson. God you are stupid!' Hermione exclaimed stumbling backwards into her seat.
'I'm not the stupidest boy in the school for nothing you know,' Ron replied, giving Hermione a big puppy eyed look and pushing his way back into the seat next to Hermione's. 'So, it's definetely a boy?'
'Yep. So, what shall we call it? I was thinking something like Orlando, mysterious . . . '
'I'm going to be a father for a son called Orlando!! Wait a sec, you just wanna call him that because you sitll have a crush on Orlando Bloom, don't you??' Ron asked.
'Maybe . . .' Hermione muttered looking at Ron who was giving a 'I know you still like him so no' looks. 'Ok!! Not Orlando. How about Charlie? In honour of your brother after that terrible dragon attack.'
'That's a great idea!! I'm sure my parent's would approve of that,' Ron said, looking at Hermione, who looked puzzled, a bit like Ron is most of the time.
'Why do we need their approval?'
'Well . . . when George and Fred got married, both of them asked mum if she liked the name of their child, before they named it, it's like a family tradition. When mum was born, her parents asked their parents if they ike her name, it's just a thing my family does,' Ron said.
'Look, I respect tradition and everything so, let's ask them tonight when we go round to sort the wedding plans with Nehaal, Harry, Oliver and Laura,' Hermione suggested, pecking Ron on the cheek.
'Ah. First things first, we might want to tell them your pregnant . . .' Ron said, before being interupted.
'You haven't told them yet!!'
'Well, I was hoping we could kill two birds with one stone, I mean, that way we could tell everyone about the baby at the same time, oh and also tell our parents about the wedding,' Ron replied quickly.
'Ok pokey, I forgive you.'
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'Soooo,' Laura said twiddling her thumbs.
'Yeah, soo,' Nehaal repeated.
'Ron and Hermione are getting married!' Harry yelled, breaking the silence.
'oh, that's great,' Oliver answered, 'is Ron's dad going to be able to fit all of us in our car?'
'Yeah, He just got a new one,' Nehaal carried on what Harry was about to say.
'Is that the twelve seater?' Laura questioned, looking like she new more than she did about, well, everthing. (an: Just show you know, i was dropped on my heads repeatedly why i was young, that's why i'm a bit stupid now.)
'Oh, yes, the twelve seater,' Harry said.
There was another silence, broken by Nehaal this time. 'Oh, are these your underpants Oliver?' nehaal asked, moving closer to Harry.
'Oh! Yes!! I hate getting dressed quickly, i always forget something!' Oliver laughed. Harry raised an eyebrow. 'Not that I needed to get dressed quickly, heh heh.'
Oliver pulled down his trousers to put his 'i love laura' pants on. 'We have guests you know honey!!' Laura giggled, rushidly pulling his trousers up. She looked in Nehaal's direction, who had turned bright red, and started to bury her head into Harry's arm. 'There's nothing to be ashamed of Nehaal. I'm sure Harry has a nice bottom, but it can't be as nice as Oliver's.' She laughed. Oliver turned around, his trousers up now. He had gone as red as Nehaal and Harry put together. Oliver then laughed.
'Isn't she just the sweetest,' Oliver laughed again, and started kissing Laura as romantic as he could without hurting the beater cut on his forehead.
'See, always in a liplock,' Nehaal nudged Harry.
BANG, BANG! 'We are almost to the station now children, please sort yourselves out and get ready to leave,' a mumbled voice said coming htrough the door, it was hard to hear with the smoochy sounds Laura and Oliver were making.
'We better go,' said Harry, opening the door and moving to the next. 'We'll see you in five minutes Oliver.'
'I think I heard a yes, just go!' Nehaal giggled, 'Can we come in now guys?'
'Sure!!' Ron answered, opening the door.
'I can't believe you're getting married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' Harry cried excitely.
'Wait, that sounds more like something Nehaal would say,' Hermione said, 'what happened to your personalities?!?!?!?'
'Nothing, it's just LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!!!!' Harry broke into song.
'Oh, thats sweet, but we gotta get our bags, come on, lets go,' Nehaal suggested looking at the upcoming platform 9and3/4.
The two engaged couples plodded along happily down to the private luggage compartment. 'Isn't it great?' Nehaal asked everyone else to break the cheerful whistles of the four.
'What?' Ron asked.
'Well, you two our pregnant, me and Harry have found a nice little place to settle down in that we don't have to pay for, and we're all getting married!!!!!'
'Hey, you left out Oliver and Laura.' Harry added.
'But, all they're doing is getting married. They've lived together for ages, they've been engaged for ages, nothing has actually happened to them that recentely.'
'I'm sure something will come up,' Ron said, hoping that something really would happen for them and that he wouldn't look like an idiot.
'Hi guys!!' Laura skipped along the corridoor, her childish little plaits bouncing along with her.
'Hi. Congratulations you two,' Oliver said, patting Ron on the back, 'Nothing much as happened to us lately.'
'Yes it has. Don't you remember i've been throwing up every morning for the past 20 minutes,' laura corrected abrubtely.
'Oh yeah, Herm, do you think you could do an x-ray spell to see what's wrong with her, it could be some practice for your new job,' Oliver said.
'What??' Hermione asked, not having a clue what was going on.
'Oh, well, that job you went in for to be the stingers official doctor for the stingers, well you got it!!!'
'Oh yipeeeeee!!!!! my x-ray spell won't go to waste,' Hermione was seriously excited.
'Well, can you do the spell or not?' Laura asked.
'Sure!' Hermione whipped her wand out of her pocket and shouted 'STOMACHIFIE!!!!' and shoved it to Laura's stomach and slowly took it away.
'So??? What's wrong with me??' Laura questioned worringly.
'It's twins. Two baby boys. Congratulations! You're a mother. The strange thing is, they both look exactely like Oliver . . .' Hermione stumbled off into what could have happened without anyone taking notice to her at all.
'OOOOOh!!!! What shall we call them??' Laura asked Oliver, too over-excited too hold it in.
'How about you name one, and I name one? Oliver suggested, his smart and sensible side showing again.
'How about, Seth!!' Laura screamed, thinking about seth green again.
'Hmmm. . . ok, you got to name one so I'll accept that. I choose, Kian, cause I know you like him,' oliver said, kissing Laura again.
'But these children look awfully young, let me check how old,' Hermione flicked her wand again and shouted,'BABICAST', 'These babies are, 20minutes old!!!'
'Oh erm, sweetheart, you take this one,' Oliver said stepping away.
'No!!!! I've got the kids, you take this one!!' Laura said quickly.
'Oh, I can explain,' Herminoe broke up the fight. 'You see, 20 minutes ago, you were erm, well, you know, and babies very easily devolp in the wizard world, but the bad thing is they take more time to devolp in the stomach, i'm afraid you can't do it for another ten months.'
'TEN MONTHS!!!!!!!How do you expect me not to do it for ten months!!! How did she get pregnant in the first place, we used the protection!!!!' Oliver shouted, going red.
'They don't work all the time darling,' Laura tried to calm him down.
'Actually, when the girl really wants a baby, the mind so badly wants the baby it breaks the protection and produces the baby the same way as muggles,' Hermione corrected with her wide knowledge of book smarts kicking in.
'How do you know all that?' Nehaal asked.
'Erm . . . we did a project!' Hermione replied.
'No we didn't,' Ron said.
'Shut up!' Hermione kicked ron's leg, 'they don't know yet!!!'
'Know what?' Oliver asked, zipping up his fly on his trousers.
'Nothing,' Ron replied.
'WE HAVE NOW ARRIVED AT PLATFORM 9 AND 3/4. PLEASE FILE OFF THE TRAIN IN AN ORDERLY FASHION. PROFESSER DUMBLEDORE HAS ASKED ME TO TELL YOU THAT UNLESS YOU HAVE JUST COMPLETED YOUR FINAL YEAR AT HOGWARTS, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC UNTIL BACK TO SCHOOL, THANK YOU,' a crackly voice said.
'Right then.'
'This is it.'
'The last time we get off this train.'
'Yeah. Oh god! I'm gonna throw up!' Laura yelled, interupting the remineces of the hogwarts train.
'Do you think next time you could not get sick down my shirt honey,' Oliver said, trying not to freak out on Laura.
'Don't worry, she'll only being doing that for the next week or so, it's like morning sickness, it's just that it only happens at the beginning of pregancy. The bad thing is, it can happen at anytime,' Hermione explained.
'Honey, you have a little bit of chicken on your lip,' Oliver pointed out to Laura.
'EEwww!!!!!' Ron screeched, without realising that they were already at the new car.
'Hmm, we must not have realised we were actually off the train,' Nehaal said, and then everyone gave her strange looks.
'Oh great!' Hermione yelled, pushing everyone out the way trying not to get sick down the car.
'I'm so happy i'm the only who's not pregnant, none of that sick for me!' Nehaal laughed, followed by a stern look from harry.
'You mean Herm's pregnant too!!' Laura jumped up and down excitedly, then stopped and threw up again.
'And there goes my new trousers,' Oliver said, getting very fed up of all the sick.
'Congratualtions herm,' Laura said, wiping off another bit of chicken off her lip.
'Yeah, you too,' Hermione replied. Not seeing his parents in sight, Ron got his key out of his pocket and opened up the car. Harry opened the door for Nehaal, Ron for Hermione, and Oliver for Laura.
'You better hold these you two,' Ron's mum slid into the front of the car, handing Laura and Hermione buckets, 'Ron's father would kill you if you ruined the new car.'
'What's wrong with you then, you got a flu bug or something?' Ron's dad asked.
'No we're pre. . .' Laura got cut off.
'We're suffering from travel sickness!!' Hermione pushed in, 'You know, i mean, with the train jerking to a stop likethat made the trip longer, meaning we can suffer from travel sickness even worse than usual.
'I didn't know you suffered from travel sickness darling,' Ron's mum said.
'You usually call me Hermione, why are you calling me darling all of a sudden?' Hermione questioned.
'Well, if you're going to be my daughter in law, i can't just call you Hermione anymore, can i?'
'I guess.Hey, how did you know me and Ron were getting married, he only proposed on the train,' Hermione asked holding on to the sides of the car as itjerked to a start.
'You're wearing the ring,' Ron's mum replied, 'that was the ring I was given when i got engaged to Ron's dad, and the one his mother wore when his mum got engaged, it's the family engagement ring.'
'How d'ya do it son? You didn't hide it in a packet of fireworks like your brothers did you?' Ron's dad asked.
'No dad. I arranged for the train to stop, asked Hermione and then the wedding march tune came on when she said yes. We were thinking when we were arranging harry's and oliver's double wedding, could we change it to a triple wedding?' Ron answered his dad question, and then asked his own.
'Sure Ron, isn't that wonderful Ginny?Ginny? Where's Ginny!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?'