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Blood rushed through Ron's head in a very dizzying fashion. He held onto the arm of the chair to support himself for a minute before coming into consciousness. "Hermione," he said. "I had the strangest dream. You said you were pregnant."
Hermione slapped his head. "It wasn't a dream, Ron, I am."
"You... you're.... we're... pregnant?" Ron asked, still in a daze.
"Oh, YOU'RE not pregnant Ron," Ginny said annoyedly at her brother who didn't seem to notice. She stood up and gave Hermione a big hug. "Oh, congratulations, Hermione, how long have you been keeping it from the stupid prat next to me?"
"Just two weeks," Hermione said, blushing.
"Have you thought about names?"
"Well, I-"
"So let me get this straight," Ron said, looking around. "You are having a baby."
"Yes, Ron," Hermione said, rather patiently.
"And you are its mother."
"Yes, Ron."
"And I am its father."
"Oh, yay for Ron! He got them all right!" Hermione clapped her hands in mock cheer.
Ron didn't notice this either. He stood up, ran a hand through his hair, and said, "Wow."
"Yes, wow," Hermione said, grinning. "We're having a baby!"
Ron pulled her into a tight hug. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"I love you, too," she said. "Oh, Ron, this is going to be amazing."
He didn't let go of her. "I know." He had no idea, of course, just what she meant, but he tried to imagine.
Then, just as she pulled away, he swung her around, and kissed her deeply and playfully all at once.
She laughed as she pulled back once more. "Ron, calm down."
"I am calm," he said. "Perfectly calm."
"Right," Harry said skeptically. "So congrats to you both. I can't believe you're actually having a baby. Wow. How long you've been married again? Thirteen, fourteen, years?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, as Harry was obviously referring to the arguments her and Ron had been having since their Hogwarts days. "Just a year now, Harry."
"And kids already?" Ginny asked. "Wow, you're lucky. You know, old friend from Ravenclaw, Patricia, has been trying for four years with her husband, and nothing ever happens."
"But Ginny," Ron remarked. "You've only been out of school for three years."
She grinned wickedly. "I know."
Ron suddenly realized Hermione was standing. "Hermione, maybe you better sit down. You can't be on your feet like this all the time." He tried to get her to sit, but she swatted him away.
"Oh, Ron, don't be ridiculous. I've seen a doctor. I can go about daily activities. I just need to be a little careful."
"My sentiments, exactly," Ron said, still attempting for her to sit.
"Ron!" she exclaimed. "I'm perfectly fine. I just can't drink, or smoke, and fall down any stairs or anything."
"Well, if you're not going to sit, I am," Ron said. "I just got some big news."
"So, do you know when the baby's due?" Ginny asked.
"May," Hermione said proudly.
Harry grinned. "Do you know when it was conceived?"
"I guess sometime in Au-" Hermione shushed Ron with a single glare, but Harry just laughed.
Ginny looked at her wrist. "Oh! I have to be going! If I'm late once more, McGonagall will kill me." She hugged Hermione once more. "Congrats again. Call me, all right? And be sure to tell Mum! Same goes for you, too, Ron!"
And with that, Ginny Apparated into the air.
Harry snorted. "You've got to tell your parents, haven't you?" Although Harry had mostly been uncomfortable discussing his friends' parents, Mrs. Weasley had always made him feel as though he were one of her own, so he was all right now.
"Yes...." Hermione said uncomfortably.
"You think they won't like the idea?" Harry asked. He knew the Weasleys as well as they knew one another, and he was quite familiar with the Grangers. "I really don't think they'd have a problem. After all, you are married."
"Oh, it's not them getting upset I'm worried about," Hermione said, finally sitting down again. "In fact, I know they'd be more than overjoyed. It's just what they'll do with their joy is what I'm nervous about."
"Yeah," Ron said. "Mum will probably want to put it in the Daily News, or something."
"It probably will be in the Daily News or something," Hermione pointed out.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"In Muggle papers," Harry offered, "there are sections that announce births."
"Don't they do that in the Daily News?" Hermione asked Ron.
"Not that I know," Ron said. "Mostly it's for the really famous people's kids and stuff."
"Oh," Hermione said.
"Have you thought about names?" Harry asked, stating Ginny's earlier question.
"Well, I-"
"Don't be ridiculous, Harry," Ron interrupted. "You have to know if it's a girl or a boy before you can name it."
"Actually, Ron," Hermione said. "I don't want to know."
"What?" Ron asked incredulously. "Why not?"
She shrugged. "My mum didn't know whether I was a boy or girl, and neither did yours. I spoke to her," she said, eyeing Ron's immediate protest.
"Then how are we supposed to name it?"
"It's simple, Ron," Harry said. "You just have two of your favorite names ready, one for a boy and one for a girl."
Hermione nodded, just to show Harry was right.
"How did you know that?" Ron asked.
"I've watched enough Muggle telly," Harry replied.
"When do you think we should tell them, Harry?" Hermione asked, in obvious reference to their parents.
"As soon as possible is better," Harry said. "I should imagine they'd want to know just as much as you would."
"Harry's right," Hermione said, sighing. "Tomorrow's a Sunday. Harry, would you do me a favor?"
"Yes?"
"Would you mind coming down to the Weasleys tomorrow? Make sure Ginny comes as well," Hermione said. "I can deal with my own parents over the phone, but the Weasleys would very well like to know in person."
"You're going to round up all the Weasleys?" Harry asked incredulously.
"Yes," Hermione said. "It can't be that hard, can it?"
Ron just snorted to prevent his laughter.
"All right then, Ron Weasley, laugh at me, then," she said. "But I will get your whole family back together in the Burrow for this announcement."
"Let's see you try, then," Ron said.
"Ginny and I will both be there," Harry said, and then nearly blushed at referring to them as one unit. Luckily, neither Ron nor Hermione noticed.
"Thank you Harry," Hermione said.
"Welcome, Hermione. I have to leave now, sorry, but congratulations again. See you tomorrow!"
They bid Harry farewell as he Apparated away.
Ron kissed Hermione again, and he didn't stop there.
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Blood rushed through Ron's head in a very dizzying fashion. He held onto the arm of the chair to support himself for a minute before coming into consciousness. "Hermione," he said. "I had the strangest dream. You said you were pregnant."
Hermione slapped his head. "It wasn't a dream, Ron, I am."
"You... you're.... we're... pregnant?" Ron asked, still in a daze.
"Oh, YOU'RE not pregnant Ron," Ginny said annoyedly at her brother who didn't seem to notice. She stood up and gave Hermione a big hug. "Oh, congratulations, Hermione, how long have you been keeping it from the stupid prat next to me?"
"Just two weeks," Hermione said, blushing.
"Have you thought about names?"
"Well, I-"
"So let me get this straight," Ron said, looking around. "You are having a baby."
"Yes, Ron," Hermione said, rather patiently.
"And you are its mother."
"Yes, Ron."
"And I am its father."
"Oh, yay for Ron! He got them all right!" Hermione clapped her hands in mock cheer.
Ron didn't notice this either. He stood up, ran a hand through his hair, and said, "Wow."
"Yes, wow," Hermione said, grinning. "We're having a baby!"
Ron pulled her into a tight hug. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"I love you, too," she said. "Oh, Ron, this is going to be amazing."
He didn't let go of her. "I know." He had no idea, of course, just what she meant, but he tried to imagine.
Then, just as she pulled away, he swung her around, and kissed her deeply and playfully all at once.
She laughed as she pulled back once more. "Ron, calm down."
"I am calm," he said. "Perfectly calm."
"Right," Harry said skeptically. "So congrats to you both. I can't believe you're actually having a baby. Wow. How long you've been married again? Thirteen, fourteen, years?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, as Harry was obviously referring to the arguments her and Ron had been having since their Hogwarts days. "Just a year now, Harry."
"And kids already?" Ginny asked. "Wow, you're lucky. You know, old friend from Ravenclaw, Patricia, has been trying for four years with her husband, and nothing ever happens."
"But Ginny," Ron remarked. "You've only been out of school for three years."
She grinned wickedly. "I know."
Ron suddenly realized Hermione was standing. "Hermione, maybe you better sit down. You can't be on your feet like this all the time." He tried to get her to sit, but she swatted him away.
"Oh, Ron, don't be ridiculous. I've seen a doctor. I can go about daily activities. I just need to be a little careful."
"My sentiments, exactly," Ron said, still attempting for her to sit.
"Ron!" she exclaimed. "I'm perfectly fine. I just can't drink, or smoke, and fall down any stairs or anything."
"Well, if you're not going to sit, I am," Ron said. "I just got some big news."
"So, do you know when the baby's due?" Ginny asked.
"May," Hermione said proudly.
Harry grinned. "Do you know when it was conceived?"
"I guess sometime in Au-" Hermione shushed Ron with a single glare, but Harry just laughed.
Ginny looked at her wrist. "Oh! I have to be going! If I'm late once more, McGonagall will kill me." She hugged Hermione once more. "Congrats again. Call me, all right? And be sure to tell Mum! Same goes for you, too, Ron!"
And with that, Ginny Apparated into the air.
Harry snorted. "You've got to tell your parents, haven't you?" Although Harry had mostly been uncomfortable discussing his friends' parents, Mrs. Weasley had always made him feel as though he were one of her own, so he was all right now.
"Yes...." Hermione said uncomfortably.
"You think they won't like the idea?" Harry asked. He knew the Weasleys as well as they knew one another, and he was quite familiar with the Grangers. "I really don't think they'd have a problem. After all, you are married."
"Oh, it's not them getting upset I'm worried about," Hermione said, finally sitting down again. "In fact, I know they'd be more than overjoyed. It's just what they'll do with their joy is what I'm nervous about."
"Yeah," Ron said. "Mum will probably want to put it in the Daily News, or something."
"It probably will be in the Daily News or something," Hermione pointed out.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"In Muggle papers," Harry offered, "there are sections that announce births."
"Don't they do that in the Daily News?" Hermione asked Ron.
"Not that I know," Ron said. "Mostly it's for the really famous people's kids and stuff."
"Oh," Hermione said.
"Have you thought about names?" Harry asked, stating Ginny's earlier question.
"Well, I-"
"Don't be ridiculous, Harry," Ron interrupted. "You have to know if it's a girl or a boy before you can name it."
"Actually, Ron," Hermione said. "I don't want to know."
"What?" Ron asked incredulously. "Why not?"
She shrugged. "My mum didn't know whether I was a boy or girl, and neither did yours. I spoke to her," she said, eyeing Ron's immediate protest.
"Then how are we supposed to name it?"
"It's simple, Ron," Harry said. "You just have two of your favorite names ready, one for a boy and one for a girl."
Hermione nodded, just to show Harry was right.
"How did you know that?" Ron asked.
"I've watched enough Muggle telly," Harry replied.
"When do you think we should tell them, Harry?" Hermione asked, in obvious reference to their parents.
"As soon as possible is better," Harry said. "I should imagine they'd want to know just as much as you would."
"Harry's right," Hermione said, sighing. "Tomorrow's a Sunday. Harry, would you do me a favor?"
"Yes?"
"Would you mind coming down to the Weasleys tomorrow? Make sure Ginny comes as well," Hermione said. "I can deal with my own parents over the phone, but the Weasleys would very well like to know in person."
"You're going to round up all the Weasleys?" Harry asked incredulously.
"Yes," Hermione said. "It can't be that hard, can it?"
Ron just snorted to prevent his laughter.
"All right then, Ron Weasley, laugh at me, then," she said. "But I will get your whole family back together in the Burrow for this announcement."
"Let's see you try, then," Ron said.
"Ginny and I will both be there," Harry said, and then nearly blushed at referring to them as one unit. Luckily, neither Ron nor Hermione noticed.
"Thank you Harry," Hermione said.
"Welcome, Hermione. I have to leave now, sorry, but congratulations again. See you tomorrow!"
They bid Harry farewell as he Apparated away.
Ron kissed Hermione again, and he didn't stop there.
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Allrighty, how was it? You KNOW I love feedback! This chapter was mainly in there for Ron's reaction to the whole thing, but the next one is going to be great. It's Ron and Hermione with the Weasleys: all growed up! PLEASE REVIEW!!! PLEEASE! PERTY PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!
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