A/N My *new* chapter. Thanks to every1 who reviewed. Oh, if I haven't said anything, which I probebly didn't, these characters aren't mine, 'course. But the idea/plot is. And there are a lot of flashbacks. Hope you can see the line seperating them.

Oooh, and this may not be an h/hr or h/g, BUT, I'm making a story that WILL be and H/G one. But it'll also have Rw/Hr. I'm sure I'll name it, "The Muggle and Wizard War." Mwahaha..here's the 2ND chapter. It may look like the last, but there might be 2 more. But there will for sure be a chapter three. It'll be called, "Ghost".

By the way, Ritzel, I just finished your third chapter of, "The Nundu" IT'S GREAT

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Ron's eyes grew big. Me? A god father? It's not that he hated her, in fact, he was like an uncle to her, but raising a kid? This was getting harder and harder. He glanced at Amiee, who was smiling. He smiled back. The meeting was finally over. Ron walked over to Amiee.

"Seems that we're gonna be living together now, partner," he said in a cowboy voice, and Amiee laughed. Hermione's parents had Amiee's stuff in their car, and gave it to Ron. They hugged good-bye and left. Ron looked at all of Amiee's stuff. There was about 8 baggages. He sighed, than laughed, as he loaded it all in the car he drove to the meeting.

"This is your new home, Amiee!" Ron said, as he opened the front door. Amiee's reaction was very different from what he pictured. She opened her mouth is amazment as she looked up at the ceilling, which was about 18 ft. above the ground. A big chandler was hanging from the top. And the spiral stairs that were on both sides of the room. Ron put her suitcases in her new room. It was big with 2 wide windows. The walls were a dark white, almost grey, color, with flowers outlining the top. Amiee was starting to unpack already, 'just like Hermione' he thought, and smiled.

"I'm going to order pizza. Sound good to you?" He asked Amiee.

"Yes, please. Thank you, uncle Ron," Amiee replied. 'Very much like Hermione,' he thought again and left to order. He hung the phone up and went to the living room. It was still light out, considering it was almost 7' Oclock. The room was white, with a blue carpet, a couch that was brown against the wall, and a chair that was also brown. The tv was on the otherside of the sliding door, which was across from the couch. He went on the balcony that overlooked a bunch of small mountains. This was his favorite place. He remembered when Hermione was well, before she found out about her disease. Whenever she came over, they sat on the wooden, but comfortable, chairs on the balcony. And he remembered the day that Hermione came over, the same day when she got her checkup. . .

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Hermione and Ron went through the sliding door and on the wooden couch.

"Ron. . .I went to the doctor today," she said, quietly. "I have a deadly disease. I forgot the name exactly. Seems I'm losing it, eh?" and Hermione chuckled quietly.

"No. . .b-but there's a chance?" Ron asked, shaking. Hermione shook her head, while Ron started to get tears in his eyes. They both hugged each other, and Ron said, "doyawannagooutwime?"

"W-what? I did hear you," Hermione sniffed, but before he could say anything else, Hermione's cell phone started to ring. "Hold on, Ron." And Hermione answered it.

"Hello?" Hermione said, pulling herself together from when she cried. "Are you sure, mum? O-ok. . .I'll be there soon," and she hung the phone up. "Ron, I got to go. . . Crookshanks. . .he's. . .dead. Old age, I hope, cause if someone killed him. . ." and she looked to the ground.

"Aw, geeze, Hermione. I'm sorry. You going to be ok?" Ron asked, full of sympothy.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry I have to leave so soon," Hermione said, getting up, hugged Ron, and, while leaving, said, "Bye, Ron."

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A couple of weeks after that, she told me she was pregnant and that her boyfriend, who I honsetly disliked, left her. Oh, boy, do I sure remember that day!

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The phone started to ring. Ron answered it.

"Hello?" it was Hermione, she sounded heart broken.

"Ron. . .can you please come over. I have something to tell you," she said, and sniffed.

"I'll be right over," on said, with a sound of concern, and appaperated right to her house. There she was, on the couch, holding back tears. Ron ran over to her.

"What happened??" he asked, putting his arm around her.

"J-Jake left me," she sniffed. Jake, he idiotic boyfriend, was never kind to her. In a way, he was relieved he did leave her. Not only because Ron liked Hermione, but he was a jerk. Then again, he left Hermione, breaking her heart. Ron clenched his fists.

"Why'd he do that?" he asked, trying to not show his anger.

"Well, that's the other reason why I called you. . ." she started, "I'm pregnant."

"You're WHAT?" Ron said, eyes wide open. "P-pregnant? That's why he left you?" and Hermione nodded. That was the final straw for Ron. He started to get up, saying, "I'll get that little ba-," he yelled, starting to get up, but Hermione grabbed his arm.

"No, Ron," she said calmly, "It's ok. I'm fine with it, but promise me you'll help me get through? You don't HAVE to, though, if you don't want." But Ron, all calmed down again, said, "I'll do it! Anything, Hermione, I'd love to," and Hermione smiled.

"Thanks Ron," and she gave him a hug.

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Did Ron almost beat him up. He suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around. It was Amiee.

"Hey, Amiee," Ron said, happily.

"Were you just thinking about my mum?" she asked. Ron startes to babble.

"Well, I-you know, um," he started, but Amiee sighed.

"Don't worry. I was too. I miss her so much!" she said, holding back tears.

"It's ok, Amiee. We'll never forget about her. But think of it this way, she's in heaven, and never does she need to take those two pills a day," Ron said, looking at the sky.

"You know just the right things to say. Thanks," and Amiee gave Ron a hug. The door bell began to ring.

"Looks like the pizza's here!" Ron said, and they went to answer the door.