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Rowling
Disclaimer2: I forgot to tell y'all in the first chapter that this idea
came from the movie 9 Months and it follows very closely to the movie. So
don't sue me.
"Ginny, I don't know what to do. This isn't something I planned," said Hermione.
"Hermione, just because you didn't plan it doesn't mean it wasn't supposed to happen," replied Ginny. "You never know. This could make Ron finally settle down and marry you."
Hermione scoffed. "Some how I don't think that's ever going to happen," she said sadly.
Ginny looked at her sympathetically. "Honey, I know he loves you, but, my brother has a tiny problem with change." Hermione looked at her pointedly.
"Okay, he has a humongous problem with it. He loathes it," she finished.
"But, Ginny, not all change is a bad thing."
"You know that, I know that. Ron however doesn't see it that way. We just have to convince him otherwise," she stated.
"And how do propose we do that?" Hermione asked.
Ginny smiled sheepishly. "I haven't exactly figured that out yet."
For the first time that night Hermione smiled. "Hey, where are Harry and the kids?"
Harry and Ginny had been married for six years and had two girls. Lily was the oldest at five and Jamie was three.
"Oh he took the girls to go visit my parents today while I was at work," she said. Ginny was a healer at St. Mungos. Harry stayed at home with the kids while Ginny worked.
"Hermione, I have something to tell you." "Okay, what is it?" she asked. "Well you see, I haven't told Harry yet so you can't say anything."
"Okay, okay tell me what is it?" asked Hermione, excited.
"Well, I'm pregnant," she responded.
"Oh my God!!! That's wonderful!" exclaimed Hermione.
" I know. We're going to be pregnant together! It's terrific!"
Meanwhile, Ron already knew where Harry was so he just apparated to his parents house. This was a good thing so he didn't have to risk seeing Hermione at Harry and Ginny's.
"Ron! What a surprise!" exclaimed his mother.
"Hello Mum," said Ron.
"Hey, man what's up? What are you doing here?" asked Harry as they shook hands. Ron didn't get a chance to respond as he was bomb barded by his nieces. "Uncle Ron! Uncle Ron!"
"Not much man," he finally managed to get it between hugs and kisses from the children.
"Mum, do you think you could watch the kids for a minute so I can talk to Harry in private?" asked Ron.
"Sure, honey," replied Molly. After Mrs. Weasley had taken the children out of the room, Ron sat down on the couch.
"So, what's on your mind, mate?" asked Harry. Ron let out a heavy sigh. "Well you see, Hermione just delivered me a bit of shocking news this evening," he began. Harry looked at Ron questionably. "Well what did she say?" asked Harry. Ron looked as it was too painful to go on.
"She's pregnant," he managed to get it out while grimacing the whole time.
Harry just kind of looked at Ron like it was no big deal. "And?"
"And? What do you mean 'And?' This is big news and all you, my best mate of 15 years can say is 'And'?" Ron asked incredulously.
"Look Ron, calm down. This is not a catastrophe," said Harry.
"Not a catastrophe?" he exclaimed. "How can you say that? Unless you didn't hear me correctly the first time I said Hermione's pregnant! It's a huge catastrophe! I'm going to be a father. I don't know if I even want to be a father. What if I'm not cut out for it and the kid hates me?" he exclaimed.
"Ron," Harry began calmly. "You love Hermione right?"
"Of course I do. I've loved Hermione since we were kids. I can't picture my life without her," he finished.
"Why haven't you married her yet?" Harry asked.
"What?"
"Why haven't you married her yet?"
"I heard you the first time." "Well?" "We're happy as we are. Marriage might change that," said Ron. Harry sighed. "Ron, I'm telling you this for your own good. Okay, now say it with me. You're going to have to get over your fear of change. You're going to be a father and whether you like it or not, things are going to change. Things have already changed. Get used to it. You need to go home and talk to Hermione. And I mean talk to her. Tell her how you feel. How you truly feel. You have to be honest with her. If you're honest, Things will work out, they usually do."
"Well the great Harry Potter has spoken. I hate it when you're right," replied Ron.
"Very funny smartass. Now go talk to her."
"Okay, I'm going. Give Ginny a hug for me would ya? Oh, and thanks for the advise."
"Anytime man. Oh, and give Hermione my best," Harry replied.
"Alright mate," he replied. "Bye Mum!" he yelled. With that he was gone. However Ron wouldn't be able to say hello to Hermione for Harry because she wasn't home when he got back.
A/N: As always reviews are much appreciated.
"Ginny, I don't know what to do. This isn't something I planned," said Hermione.
"Hermione, just because you didn't plan it doesn't mean it wasn't supposed to happen," replied Ginny. "You never know. This could make Ron finally settle down and marry you."
Hermione scoffed. "Some how I don't think that's ever going to happen," she said sadly.
Ginny looked at her sympathetically. "Honey, I know he loves you, but, my brother has a tiny problem with change." Hermione looked at her pointedly.
"Okay, he has a humongous problem with it. He loathes it," she finished.
"But, Ginny, not all change is a bad thing."
"You know that, I know that. Ron however doesn't see it that way. We just have to convince him otherwise," she stated.
"And how do propose we do that?" Hermione asked.
Ginny smiled sheepishly. "I haven't exactly figured that out yet."
For the first time that night Hermione smiled. "Hey, where are Harry and the kids?"
Harry and Ginny had been married for six years and had two girls. Lily was the oldest at five and Jamie was three.
"Oh he took the girls to go visit my parents today while I was at work," she said. Ginny was a healer at St. Mungos. Harry stayed at home with the kids while Ginny worked.
"Hermione, I have something to tell you." "Okay, what is it?" she asked. "Well you see, I haven't told Harry yet so you can't say anything."
"Okay, okay tell me what is it?" asked Hermione, excited.
"Well, I'm pregnant," she responded.
"Oh my God!!! That's wonderful!" exclaimed Hermione.
" I know. We're going to be pregnant together! It's terrific!"
Meanwhile, Ron already knew where Harry was so he just apparated to his parents house. This was a good thing so he didn't have to risk seeing Hermione at Harry and Ginny's.
"Ron! What a surprise!" exclaimed his mother.
"Hello Mum," said Ron.
"Hey, man what's up? What are you doing here?" asked Harry as they shook hands. Ron didn't get a chance to respond as he was bomb barded by his nieces. "Uncle Ron! Uncle Ron!"
"Not much man," he finally managed to get it between hugs and kisses from the children.
"Mum, do you think you could watch the kids for a minute so I can talk to Harry in private?" asked Ron.
"Sure, honey," replied Molly. After Mrs. Weasley had taken the children out of the room, Ron sat down on the couch.
"So, what's on your mind, mate?" asked Harry. Ron let out a heavy sigh. "Well you see, Hermione just delivered me a bit of shocking news this evening," he began. Harry looked at Ron questionably. "Well what did she say?" asked Harry. Ron looked as it was too painful to go on.
"She's pregnant," he managed to get it out while grimacing the whole time.
Harry just kind of looked at Ron like it was no big deal. "And?"
"And? What do you mean 'And?' This is big news and all you, my best mate of 15 years can say is 'And'?" Ron asked incredulously.
"Look Ron, calm down. This is not a catastrophe," said Harry.
"Not a catastrophe?" he exclaimed. "How can you say that? Unless you didn't hear me correctly the first time I said Hermione's pregnant! It's a huge catastrophe! I'm going to be a father. I don't know if I even want to be a father. What if I'm not cut out for it and the kid hates me?" he exclaimed.
"Ron," Harry began calmly. "You love Hermione right?"
"Of course I do. I've loved Hermione since we were kids. I can't picture my life without her," he finished.
"Why haven't you married her yet?" Harry asked.
"What?"
"Why haven't you married her yet?"
"I heard you the first time." "Well?" "We're happy as we are. Marriage might change that," said Ron. Harry sighed. "Ron, I'm telling you this for your own good. Okay, now say it with me. You're going to have to get over your fear of change. You're going to be a father and whether you like it or not, things are going to change. Things have already changed. Get used to it. You need to go home and talk to Hermione. And I mean talk to her. Tell her how you feel. How you truly feel. You have to be honest with her. If you're honest, Things will work out, they usually do."
"Well the great Harry Potter has spoken. I hate it when you're right," replied Ron.
"Very funny smartass. Now go talk to her."
"Okay, I'm going. Give Ginny a hug for me would ya? Oh, and thanks for the advise."
"Anytime man. Oh, and give Hermione my best," Harry replied.
"Alright mate," he replied. "Bye Mum!" he yelled. With that he was gone. However Ron wouldn't be able to say hello to Hermione for Harry because she wasn't home when he got back.
A/N: As always reviews are much appreciated.