This chapter is way longer.
OH MY GOD, I JUST SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS.
That movie totally rocks. It is so cool, I so love it. Soooooo cool.
Any way, enjoy this chapter.
(For any one who has seen CoS, how cute does Percy look with messy bed hair.)
This chapter shows my love for the characters of Percy and George!!!
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"GOOD MORNING!!!" Ron exclaimed, jumping up and down on Hermione's bed.
"What? Go away" Hermione sighed, rolling over and burying his head into the pillows. Then she sat up and looked at the digital clock on her bedside table. It was early. So early in fact that Hermione was sure if she was to open her curtains, the sun would not even be up yet.
"No, Hermione, it is a beautiful day." He began.
"How can it be a beautiful day, the day has not officially dawned yet" Hermione replied, pulling the blanket up over her head.
She sighed. Then paused, sitting up and pulling the blanket down.
"Day three, and you have already turned be into a slob" Hermione accused. Ron smiled at her.
"Mission almost accomplished then. That is part of the major, grand plan." Ron told her. Hermione smiled. Collapsing back onto the bed. She needed sleep; she had only gotten to sleep, urg, two hours ago.
"Well, congratulations Ronald, you made me want to stay in bed" Hermione yawned.
"You have no idea how many girls say that to me." He replied, Hermione slapped him across the back of the head. He chuckled.
"Is there a point to this, can I go back to sleep now?" Hermione asked. Ron smiled.
"Yes, but I did wake you up for a reason" Ron told her.
"Good to know that I was not deprived of sleep in vain" Hermione grinned and yawned. Ron couldn't help but laugh.
"Anyway, I am heading out for my run" He began.
"You go running?" Hermione smirked.
"Of course I do, do you expect me to be able to maintain this damn sexy body with out putting a little bit of time and effort into it?" He asked, Standing and lifting his shirt, showing off some nicely defined abdominal muscles. Hermione couldn't help the involuntary lick of the lips that escaped her. It was a reflex action.
"I saw that" Ron smiled. She blushed.
"You had a point?" Hermione asked, desperately wanting to change the subject. He smiled at her discomfort.
"Right, point is, we are spending time at the burrow today" Ron smiled, standing and moving quickly to leave the room.
"Wait one cotton picking second! We are going to the burrow?" She asked. Ron turned back.
"Yeah, you know, my old place of inhabitance, the place where my lovely parents still dwell. You are just lucky enough to have been invited to a Weasley family gathering" Ron told her.
"Gathering, how many people will be at this gathering?" Hermione asked.
"At least thirty" He told her. Hermione almost fell out of her bed.
"At least thirty?" She asked.
"Yeah, it is not that hard when all of the family gets together" Ron told her.
"And why do I have the honor of spending the day with thirty of your relatives" Hermione asked.
"Because I don't want to go alone." He replied honestly. "My brothers still pick on me"
"Fine, I'll go" She defeated.
"Hermione, dearest, you have no choice.get more sleep, you will need it"
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Hermione took a deep breath as she stood outside the burrow. It had been years since she had seen her extended family. And now she was nervous. She didn't understand why she was nervous, she had never been nervous around the Weasley's before.
She wanted to see them again. It had been to long. She wanted to spend a day, catching up on the Weasley stories and finding out about their lives. She remembered the long hot summers that she had spent here with Ginny, Harry and the Weasley boys. She remembered that feeling of safety that the three teenagers could not feel anywhere else. No matter what threat was plaguing them, no matter what Voldemort was going to do, they knew no one could harm them in their own little world of the burrow. They felt invincible.
It was amazing how much Hermione had not thought about her own life over the last couple of days. As she spent time getting to know those around her again, she realized that her life didn't need as much attention as she had been giving it.
"Hermione" The call came from the front door of the burrow. Hermione looked up into the eyes of Ginny as she practically flew down the walkway and into her arms. Hermione caught the giggling girl in her arms and pulled her in for a tight hug.
"Oh, Ginny, I missed you" Hermione mumbled into the red head hair. Hermione had to admit that standing there, holding her childhood friend in her arms, she started to feel even guiltier for not keeping in contact.
"I missed you to Hermione, we should have made the time to talk to each other a lot more than we have" Ginny told her. Hermione nodded. "Come into the house, Mum will be so excited to see you again"
Hermione allowed herself to be dragged into the house behind the bubbly Ginny. They stood in the doorway of the kitchen, and Hermione watched Molly move quickly around the room, collecting things that she needed. Molly turned, and her eye caught Hermione's.
"Hermione, Dear" She smiled. Hermione couldn't help but grin, falling into the arms of the woman that for so many years had been like a second mother to her. The comfort that she always felt in Molly Weasley's arms was so unexplainable.
"Hello Molly" She smiled, kissing Molly on the cheek. She was shocked to see that there were tears in Molly Weasley's eyes when she pulled away.
"It is so glad to have you back in our house Hermione, it has been far too long." She told her. Hermione smiled.
"I know, it has been far too long, I am sorry" Hermione replied. Molly made a tutting noise.
"Don't apologize child, it is not your fault that you are to busy to even eat right." Molly began.
"And who told you that Molly?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, Don't worry Hermione, Ron told us that you have been making yourself sick from all of the work that you have been doing, it is not a good thing to be skipping meals and losing sleep like that dear." Molly told her. Hermione just turned to Ron, who was slowly inching out of the kitchen.
"You told your mother that I can't look after myself?" She asked, Ron laughed nervously.
"Oh wait, is that dad calling me in the yard?" Ron asked as he turned and bolted from the room. Hermione smiled at Molly.
"Excuse me while I draw and quarter him" Hermione replied, turning and running from the kitchen out into the back yard. As she ran, she could hear Molly laughing.
She bolted out into the back yard after Ron, and she couldn't help but remember how many times she had chased him around this yard. Even as she ran, her memories showed her mental images of a some what better time in her life. Chasing the boys and just sitting in the yard, talking.
"Hermione!!!" This time, her name was called by several people. She stopped and was only just able to brace herself before she was tackled to the ground by Fred, George, Bill and Charlie.
"Good to see you to boys" She laughed as they all lay tangled on the grass. Ron walked up to them laughing.
"You should know not the mess with a Weasley on the Weasley's turf" Ron told her, she smiled and grabbed his foot, pulling him to the ground with her brothers. They all sit around, laughing.
"So, how is every one?" She asked as she moved Fred's foot, that was pinning her to the ground.
"Decent" Fred replied. Hermione smiled and hugged the twins.
In their older age, Fred and George Weasley had mutually decided to change their looks so they could be told apart. Fred kept his hair the way that it had always been, down and sort of in his eyes, where as George had spiked his hair, making him look much younger then he was.
The boys had followed through with their plans for a joke shop. And now, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes had seven locations, making it the best joke shop in the wizarding world.
Two years after Hogwarts, Fred had gotten married, and now, as far as Hermione knew, he and his wife, Angelina, had two children. George, however, was still living the life of a bachelor.
"Yeah, you know, no point complaining about life, mum is the only one who listens" George told her.
"That is not true, I listen, I just don't care" Bill told his brother. Hermione chuckled.
"Bill, Charlie, how are you too, I haven't seen you and ages" She smiled. The other two boys just smiled at her and started talking at the same time.
Last Hermione had heard, both men were married. Charlie was a liaison officer for the care of magical creatures department of the ministry, of course specializing in dragons. He had married a few years later and had beautiful identical twin boys (red heads and troublemakers, taking after their uncles Fred and George.) Bill had also married, and he already had three children. He was now the chairman of the board of directors of the Gringotts bank in Diagon Alley.
"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Guys, I will talk to you lot individually later, I don't think I have the time to hear the life stories now." Hermione smiled at them. She finally finished pushing the boys off of her, and then pushed herself up off of the ground. George helped her up, and then gave her a proper hug.
"Hermione, we missed you, you didn't write, you didn't call" He fake sobbed into her shoulder. Hermione laughed and slapped his arm before pulling away from the boys and moving over to the tables that were set up in one corner of the garden.
"They couldn't even let you in the door with out jumping on you" Percy smiled, shaking his head. Hermione smiled and hugged him.
Percy was now a teacher at Hogwarts. He was teaching Defense against the Dark arts, and had been the only teacher in a long time to stay more than one year. He had taught Hermione, Harry and Ron in their seventh year. Ron had hated that, having to call his older brother Professor Weasley (Malfoy had had a lot of fun laughing at that). Hermione had had the honor of Teaching with Percy before she had been invited to be the minister of education.
Percy had given up his obsession with being promoted at the ministry, realizing that spending to much time behind a desk was not going to really help any one, especially not himself. He just wished that Hermione would be able to see that soon.
"How have you been Percy?" She asked, taking a seat beside him. Percy smiled.
"Tired. I had no idea that having children was such a hard thing" He replied. Hermione smiled, she had heard through the work grapevine that Percy's wife Penelope had just given birth to triplets, so she could sympathize with his sleepless nights.
"What are you complaining about Percival Weasley, you were not the one who had to give birth to them, and I am the one who has to get up at two in the morning to feed them" Penelope laughed, moving out of the house, carrying two beautiful babies in her arms, she was followed closely by Ginny, who was carrying the third.
Hermione smiled at the new generation of Weasleys that were scattered around the yard. Percy had three (Jay, Aaron and Christopher) Fred had two children (Danielle and Jessica), Charlie had twins (Sean and David) and Bill Already had three (Dominic, Andrea and Harvey). All of them with red hair. Hermione couldn't help but wonder how many of them would be at Hogwarts at the same time.
Hermione loved little kids, and it wasn't until she was holding Percy's son in her arms that she realized she wanted to be a mother one day. She wanted to be the one carrying around a beautiful little child, complaining about sleep deprivation in a joking way to any person who would listen. She wanted a little Girl that she could treat like a princess. She wanted a little boy who she could bring up to be a perfect gentleman.
Hermione sighed. It wouldn't be happening for her for a very long time. Her life was just too hectic for her to be thinking about children at the moment.
Hermione had been thinking so much about children, that she had not heard Ginny talking to her.
"What, sorry Gin" She asked, Ginny laughed.
"I just said that you look really natural with a baby in your arms, you should have kids." Ginny told her. Hermione smiled at her best friend.
"Not for a while Gin"
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He was watching her from across the yard as she sat with his nephew in her arms. Hermione was holding Christopher, Ginny was holding Aaron, and Penelope was holding Jay. But Ron only had eyes for one of them.
He had never realized how genuine Hermione looked when she was just relaxing. Not that she was not genuine when she was busy and working. But now she was a different type of genuine.
She sat on the back porch of the Burrow, nursing the small baby delicately in her arms. She looked so real, so comfortable, so.appealing.
What the Hell?
Ron took the time to curse Harry Potter yet again. Now he was having crazy thoughts about Hermione. Any other day he would have just looked over at Hermione and thought 'Well, Hermione looks really natural with a baby' in stead of looking across at her and thinking 'It would be so cool if that was our child'
But he didn't even like her. Not in that way anyway. This was all Harry's fault.
He had put the stupid little idea into his head and now he couldn't think of anything else. The idea was burying its way into his brain, making him think of some of the craziest stuff in the world was now coming into his head.
Ron was a dreamer. Not many people knew that, but he was a hopeless romantic, a optimistic dreamer, the glass was always half full, as opposed to half empty. Ever since his days at Hogwarts, he had dreamed of one day settling down and having a family, not for a little while yet, but he wanted the picture perfect life that he thought his brothers had.
He had made a plan, always working around the element of which girl he would end up with. But just now, in his minds eye, his whole life remapped itself.
All of a sudden he saw himself with Hermione, and Hermione having his children. Himself waking up next to Hermione in the future. Hermione telling him that she would always love him. Hermione taking her vows for him at a wedding.
But he didn't love her like that, Dangnab it!!!!!!
"So, Ron, what is the deal with you and Hermione? Are you dating or what?" Fred asked from one side of him. Ron just sighed.
"Naw, I am just helping her relax" Ron replied, his gaze still locked with Hermione, who was not kissing the cheek of the baby she held in her arms. Ron had a few intense feelings of jealousy.
"That sounds kind of suss, how exactly are you helping her *Relax*" Charlie asked. Ron shot his brother an evil glare.
"Don't make it sound like that, you make it sound sick" Ron told them "She is just staying with me for a month, taking a break from work"
"Ok Ron, we will lat it drop" Bill smiled, clapping his brothers on the shoulder, pulling them away from Ron. Ron let out a relieved sigh.
"So you and Hermione are not dating?" Arthur Weasley asked. Ron smiled.
"No dad, We are not" Ron replied. Arthur nodded.
"When are you going to settle down Ron?" Arthur asked. Ron looked at him, confused.
"What are you talking about?" He asked. Arthur sat down next to him on a tree stub.
"When are you going to find a girl, a stable girl, some one to look after you" Arthur asked. Ron could not believe what his father was saying. He was 22 years old, he was to young to settle down.
"Why dad?"
"I know that you have a lot of 'fun' Ron, a different girl every night and so on. But I think that it is time that you started to settle down a bit. Find a respectable girl who can put up with you and keep her in your arms for longer than a night" Arthur told him.
"What do you mean by that dad? Are you saying that you think I am a Slut?" He asked. Arthur sighed.
"No, Ron, it is not like that, it is just, you have a reputation as a bit of a ladies man. your mother and I just want to see you settled." Arthur replied.
"I am settled, I am as settled as I could be at my age, I am still young. Why are you one my back about this dad? I am 22" Ron replied, standing.
"I am sorry Ron, I am sorry you are right." Arthur said, trying to calm his son, who was obviously mad.or hurt.
"Just cos all of the others were all married by my age you think that I am going to conform to the pattern they set?" Ron asked. Arthur nodded. It was true. All of the others had married before their 21st birthday. George was the only one who was not even on the road to marriage. Ginny was seriously dating some one, but no one had ever met this guy before.
"Ron, I am sorry" Arthur replied. Ron nodded, but turned and walked away. He got half way across the yard before he was stopped again.
"Ron!"
"Yeah?" He snapped, turning to George, who was jogging to catch up with him.
"Sorry man, I just wanted to ask you about Hermione" He told him. Ron rolled his eyes.
"No she is not my girlfriend, we are not sleeping together either, I have no intention of being with her, being in a relationship with her, or being anything more than a friend to her. No, Hermione and I are not going to be settling down and having kids any time soon, and no, I am not going to settle down with any one yet. Is that what you wanted to know?" Ron asked.
"Well, no, but that information was useful. No feelings for Hermione then?" He asked.
"None like that" Ron replied.
"Cool, then you wont mind if I ask her out on a date" George smiled, slapping his brother on the arm, and then running off across the yard, to where Hermione sat with a gathering of all of the kids.
Ron just stood, with his mouth hanging open.
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OH MY GOD, I JUST SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS.
That movie totally rocks. It is so cool, I so love it. Soooooo cool.
Any way, enjoy this chapter.
(For any one who has seen CoS, how cute does Percy look with messy bed hair.)
This chapter shows my love for the characters of Percy and George!!!
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"GOOD MORNING!!!" Ron exclaimed, jumping up and down on Hermione's bed.
"What? Go away" Hermione sighed, rolling over and burying his head into the pillows. Then she sat up and looked at the digital clock on her bedside table. It was early. So early in fact that Hermione was sure if she was to open her curtains, the sun would not even be up yet.
"No, Hermione, it is a beautiful day." He began.
"How can it be a beautiful day, the day has not officially dawned yet" Hermione replied, pulling the blanket up over her head.
She sighed. Then paused, sitting up and pulling the blanket down.
"Day three, and you have already turned be into a slob" Hermione accused. Ron smiled at her.
"Mission almost accomplished then. That is part of the major, grand plan." Ron told her. Hermione smiled. Collapsing back onto the bed. She needed sleep; she had only gotten to sleep, urg, two hours ago.
"Well, congratulations Ronald, you made me want to stay in bed" Hermione yawned.
"You have no idea how many girls say that to me." He replied, Hermione slapped him across the back of the head. He chuckled.
"Is there a point to this, can I go back to sleep now?" Hermione asked. Ron smiled.
"Yes, but I did wake you up for a reason" Ron told her.
"Good to know that I was not deprived of sleep in vain" Hermione grinned and yawned. Ron couldn't help but laugh.
"Anyway, I am heading out for my run" He began.
"You go running?" Hermione smirked.
"Of course I do, do you expect me to be able to maintain this damn sexy body with out putting a little bit of time and effort into it?" He asked, Standing and lifting his shirt, showing off some nicely defined abdominal muscles. Hermione couldn't help the involuntary lick of the lips that escaped her. It was a reflex action.
"I saw that" Ron smiled. She blushed.
"You had a point?" Hermione asked, desperately wanting to change the subject. He smiled at her discomfort.
"Right, point is, we are spending time at the burrow today" Ron smiled, standing and moving quickly to leave the room.
"Wait one cotton picking second! We are going to the burrow?" She asked. Ron turned back.
"Yeah, you know, my old place of inhabitance, the place where my lovely parents still dwell. You are just lucky enough to have been invited to a Weasley family gathering" Ron told her.
"Gathering, how many people will be at this gathering?" Hermione asked.
"At least thirty" He told her. Hermione almost fell out of her bed.
"At least thirty?" She asked.
"Yeah, it is not that hard when all of the family gets together" Ron told her.
"And why do I have the honor of spending the day with thirty of your relatives" Hermione asked.
"Because I don't want to go alone." He replied honestly. "My brothers still pick on me"
"Fine, I'll go" She defeated.
"Hermione, dearest, you have no choice.get more sleep, you will need it"
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Hermione took a deep breath as she stood outside the burrow. It had been years since she had seen her extended family. And now she was nervous. She didn't understand why she was nervous, she had never been nervous around the Weasley's before.
She wanted to see them again. It had been to long. She wanted to spend a day, catching up on the Weasley stories and finding out about their lives. She remembered the long hot summers that she had spent here with Ginny, Harry and the Weasley boys. She remembered that feeling of safety that the three teenagers could not feel anywhere else. No matter what threat was plaguing them, no matter what Voldemort was going to do, they knew no one could harm them in their own little world of the burrow. They felt invincible.
It was amazing how much Hermione had not thought about her own life over the last couple of days. As she spent time getting to know those around her again, she realized that her life didn't need as much attention as she had been giving it.
"Hermione" The call came from the front door of the burrow. Hermione looked up into the eyes of Ginny as she practically flew down the walkway and into her arms. Hermione caught the giggling girl in her arms and pulled her in for a tight hug.
"Oh, Ginny, I missed you" Hermione mumbled into the red head hair. Hermione had to admit that standing there, holding her childhood friend in her arms, she started to feel even guiltier for not keeping in contact.
"I missed you to Hermione, we should have made the time to talk to each other a lot more than we have" Ginny told her. Hermione nodded. "Come into the house, Mum will be so excited to see you again"
Hermione allowed herself to be dragged into the house behind the bubbly Ginny. They stood in the doorway of the kitchen, and Hermione watched Molly move quickly around the room, collecting things that she needed. Molly turned, and her eye caught Hermione's.
"Hermione, Dear" She smiled. Hermione couldn't help but grin, falling into the arms of the woman that for so many years had been like a second mother to her. The comfort that she always felt in Molly Weasley's arms was so unexplainable.
"Hello Molly" She smiled, kissing Molly on the cheek. She was shocked to see that there were tears in Molly Weasley's eyes when she pulled away.
"It is so glad to have you back in our house Hermione, it has been far too long." She told her. Hermione smiled.
"I know, it has been far too long, I am sorry" Hermione replied. Molly made a tutting noise.
"Don't apologize child, it is not your fault that you are to busy to even eat right." Molly began.
"And who told you that Molly?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, Don't worry Hermione, Ron told us that you have been making yourself sick from all of the work that you have been doing, it is not a good thing to be skipping meals and losing sleep like that dear." Molly told her. Hermione just turned to Ron, who was slowly inching out of the kitchen.
"You told your mother that I can't look after myself?" She asked, Ron laughed nervously.
"Oh wait, is that dad calling me in the yard?" Ron asked as he turned and bolted from the room. Hermione smiled at Molly.
"Excuse me while I draw and quarter him" Hermione replied, turning and running from the kitchen out into the back yard. As she ran, she could hear Molly laughing.
She bolted out into the back yard after Ron, and she couldn't help but remember how many times she had chased him around this yard. Even as she ran, her memories showed her mental images of a some what better time in her life. Chasing the boys and just sitting in the yard, talking.
"Hermione!!!" This time, her name was called by several people. She stopped and was only just able to brace herself before she was tackled to the ground by Fred, George, Bill and Charlie.
"Good to see you to boys" She laughed as they all lay tangled on the grass. Ron walked up to them laughing.
"You should know not the mess with a Weasley on the Weasley's turf" Ron told her, she smiled and grabbed his foot, pulling him to the ground with her brothers. They all sit around, laughing.
"So, how is every one?" She asked as she moved Fred's foot, that was pinning her to the ground.
"Decent" Fred replied. Hermione smiled and hugged the twins.
In their older age, Fred and George Weasley had mutually decided to change their looks so they could be told apart. Fred kept his hair the way that it had always been, down and sort of in his eyes, where as George had spiked his hair, making him look much younger then he was.
The boys had followed through with their plans for a joke shop. And now, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes had seven locations, making it the best joke shop in the wizarding world.
Two years after Hogwarts, Fred had gotten married, and now, as far as Hermione knew, he and his wife, Angelina, had two children. George, however, was still living the life of a bachelor.
"Yeah, you know, no point complaining about life, mum is the only one who listens" George told her.
"That is not true, I listen, I just don't care" Bill told his brother. Hermione chuckled.
"Bill, Charlie, how are you too, I haven't seen you and ages" She smiled. The other two boys just smiled at her and started talking at the same time.
Last Hermione had heard, both men were married. Charlie was a liaison officer for the care of magical creatures department of the ministry, of course specializing in dragons. He had married a few years later and had beautiful identical twin boys (red heads and troublemakers, taking after their uncles Fred and George.) Bill had also married, and he already had three children. He was now the chairman of the board of directors of the Gringotts bank in Diagon Alley.
"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Guys, I will talk to you lot individually later, I don't think I have the time to hear the life stories now." Hermione smiled at them. She finally finished pushing the boys off of her, and then pushed herself up off of the ground. George helped her up, and then gave her a proper hug.
"Hermione, we missed you, you didn't write, you didn't call" He fake sobbed into her shoulder. Hermione laughed and slapped his arm before pulling away from the boys and moving over to the tables that were set up in one corner of the garden.
"They couldn't even let you in the door with out jumping on you" Percy smiled, shaking his head. Hermione smiled and hugged him.
Percy was now a teacher at Hogwarts. He was teaching Defense against the Dark arts, and had been the only teacher in a long time to stay more than one year. He had taught Hermione, Harry and Ron in their seventh year. Ron had hated that, having to call his older brother Professor Weasley (Malfoy had had a lot of fun laughing at that). Hermione had had the honor of Teaching with Percy before she had been invited to be the minister of education.
Percy had given up his obsession with being promoted at the ministry, realizing that spending to much time behind a desk was not going to really help any one, especially not himself. He just wished that Hermione would be able to see that soon.
"How have you been Percy?" She asked, taking a seat beside him. Percy smiled.
"Tired. I had no idea that having children was such a hard thing" He replied. Hermione smiled, she had heard through the work grapevine that Percy's wife Penelope had just given birth to triplets, so she could sympathize with his sleepless nights.
"What are you complaining about Percival Weasley, you were not the one who had to give birth to them, and I am the one who has to get up at two in the morning to feed them" Penelope laughed, moving out of the house, carrying two beautiful babies in her arms, she was followed closely by Ginny, who was carrying the third.
Hermione smiled at the new generation of Weasleys that were scattered around the yard. Percy had three (Jay, Aaron and Christopher) Fred had two children (Danielle and Jessica), Charlie had twins (Sean and David) and Bill Already had three (Dominic, Andrea and Harvey). All of them with red hair. Hermione couldn't help but wonder how many of them would be at Hogwarts at the same time.
Hermione loved little kids, and it wasn't until she was holding Percy's son in her arms that she realized she wanted to be a mother one day. She wanted to be the one carrying around a beautiful little child, complaining about sleep deprivation in a joking way to any person who would listen. She wanted a little Girl that she could treat like a princess. She wanted a little boy who she could bring up to be a perfect gentleman.
Hermione sighed. It wouldn't be happening for her for a very long time. Her life was just too hectic for her to be thinking about children at the moment.
Hermione had been thinking so much about children, that she had not heard Ginny talking to her.
"What, sorry Gin" She asked, Ginny laughed.
"I just said that you look really natural with a baby in your arms, you should have kids." Ginny told her. Hermione smiled at her best friend.
"Not for a while Gin"
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He was watching her from across the yard as she sat with his nephew in her arms. Hermione was holding Christopher, Ginny was holding Aaron, and Penelope was holding Jay. But Ron only had eyes for one of them.
He had never realized how genuine Hermione looked when she was just relaxing. Not that she was not genuine when she was busy and working. But now she was a different type of genuine.
She sat on the back porch of the Burrow, nursing the small baby delicately in her arms. She looked so real, so comfortable, so.appealing.
What the Hell?
Ron took the time to curse Harry Potter yet again. Now he was having crazy thoughts about Hermione. Any other day he would have just looked over at Hermione and thought 'Well, Hermione looks really natural with a baby' in stead of looking across at her and thinking 'It would be so cool if that was our child'
But he didn't even like her. Not in that way anyway. This was all Harry's fault.
He had put the stupid little idea into his head and now he couldn't think of anything else. The idea was burying its way into his brain, making him think of some of the craziest stuff in the world was now coming into his head.
Ron was a dreamer. Not many people knew that, but he was a hopeless romantic, a optimistic dreamer, the glass was always half full, as opposed to half empty. Ever since his days at Hogwarts, he had dreamed of one day settling down and having a family, not for a little while yet, but he wanted the picture perfect life that he thought his brothers had.
He had made a plan, always working around the element of which girl he would end up with. But just now, in his minds eye, his whole life remapped itself.
All of a sudden he saw himself with Hermione, and Hermione having his children. Himself waking up next to Hermione in the future. Hermione telling him that she would always love him. Hermione taking her vows for him at a wedding.
But he didn't love her like that, Dangnab it!!!!!!
"So, Ron, what is the deal with you and Hermione? Are you dating or what?" Fred asked from one side of him. Ron just sighed.
"Naw, I am just helping her relax" Ron replied, his gaze still locked with Hermione, who was not kissing the cheek of the baby she held in her arms. Ron had a few intense feelings of jealousy.
"That sounds kind of suss, how exactly are you helping her *Relax*" Charlie asked. Ron shot his brother an evil glare.
"Don't make it sound like that, you make it sound sick" Ron told them "She is just staying with me for a month, taking a break from work"
"Ok Ron, we will lat it drop" Bill smiled, clapping his brothers on the shoulder, pulling them away from Ron. Ron let out a relieved sigh.
"So you and Hermione are not dating?" Arthur Weasley asked. Ron smiled.
"No dad, We are not" Ron replied. Arthur nodded.
"When are you going to settle down Ron?" Arthur asked. Ron looked at him, confused.
"What are you talking about?" He asked. Arthur sat down next to him on a tree stub.
"When are you going to find a girl, a stable girl, some one to look after you" Arthur asked. Ron could not believe what his father was saying. He was 22 years old, he was to young to settle down.
"Why dad?"
"I know that you have a lot of 'fun' Ron, a different girl every night and so on. But I think that it is time that you started to settle down a bit. Find a respectable girl who can put up with you and keep her in your arms for longer than a night" Arthur told him.
"What do you mean by that dad? Are you saying that you think I am a Slut?" He asked. Arthur sighed.
"No, Ron, it is not like that, it is just, you have a reputation as a bit of a ladies man. your mother and I just want to see you settled." Arthur replied.
"I am settled, I am as settled as I could be at my age, I am still young. Why are you one my back about this dad? I am 22" Ron replied, standing.
"I am sorry Ron, I am sorry you are right." Arthur said, trying to calm his son, who was obviously mad.or hurt.
"Just cos all of the others were all married by my age you think that I am going to conform to the pattern they set?" Ron asked. Arthur nodded. It was true. All of the others had married before their 21st birthday. George was the only one who was not even on the road to marriage. Ginny was seriously dating some one, but no one had ever met this guy before.
"Ron, I am sorry" Arthur replied. Ron nodded, but turned and walked away. He got half way across the yard before he was stopped again.
"Ron!"
"Yeah?" He snapped, turning to George, who was jogging to catch up with him.
"Sorry man, I just wanted to ask you about Hermione" He told him. Ron rolled his eyes.
"No she is not my girlfriend, we are not sleeping together either, I have no intention of being with her, being in a relationship with her, or being anything more than a friend to her. No, Hermione and I are not going to be settling down and having kids any time soon, and no, I am not going to settle down with any one yet. Is that what you wanted to know?" Ron asked.
"Well, no, but that information was useful. No feelings for Hermione then?" He asked.
"None like that" Ron replied.
"Cool, then you wont mind if I ask her out on a date" George smiled, slapping his brother on the arm, and then running off across the yard, to where Hermione sat with a gathering of all of the kids.
Ron just stood, with his mouth hanging open.
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