A/N I know, I know it has been a very long time since I have updated, but you know what, I have been very busy so, just kill me now and I will be fine. So here is Chapter 8...
Hermione awoke to the sweet sound of Ron snoring beside her in his parents home. She moved over and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just two more minutes mum," Ron rolled over onto his stomach and started to sleep again.
"I'll wake him up later," Hermione got up from the rather messy bed and put a pair of jeans on and a tee-shirt. She walked down the stairs and turned the oven on, putting a frying pan on the burner and putting a charm on the spatula to flip the eggs she was about to put in the pan.
"Good morning dear," Mrs. Weasley crept up behind Hermione and put her hand on Hermione's shoulder, then yawned pretty loud.
"Good morning Mrs. Weasley," Hermione smiled and then offered to go outside and retrieve the morning paper.
"Please don't call me that, you are my daughter-in-law-to-be, just call me mum," Mrs. Weasley smiled back and watched as Hermione opened the door and picked up the wet Daily Prophet that was laying on the back porch, "Need any help?"
"No thanks, I want to make a country breakfast for Ron, without anyone's help," Hermione gave out a slight laughter and then turned back to her eggs which were on the verge of burning.
"He'll never know the difference," Mrs. Weasley stood up and helped her pry the eggs off of the frying pan and onto a plate, "Would you like me to help you with the home fries?"
"Sure," Hermione walked over to the cupboard and found a sack full of potatoes and a sack full of onions. She quickly sliced the potatoes and shed a few tears over the onions. After the home fries where cooking in the pot, Mrs. Weasley gestured for Hermione to sit down and have a cup of tea. When Hermione sat down the spoon which was laying in the cup was now moving freely as a two lumps of sugar plopped into the steaming liquid.
"So, how does it feel to be a bride-to-be?" Mrs. Weasley sat down and looked Hermione in the eye hoping to find the answer in her pupils.
"Well, it is kind of strange, I mean I always knew that I was going to marry Ron, I just never thought it would be this soon," Hermione lifted the spoon out of the cup and took a very loud sip.
"I know exactly what you are feeling, when Ron's father asked me to marry him I was around your age and boy did we go through many hardships. First my parents did not want me to get married so young, they thought that being married was a right not an event, and that it should be taken as one. Secondly we were as poor as a penny, our wedding happened in this very house, outside, and believe me this is not what it looked like when we got married. It was run-down, the roof was leaking, there were holes in the walls, and the garden outside needed desperately to be weeded. But we got married all the same, and we have been happy ever since." Mrs. Weasley smiled gallantly and took a sip of her tea.
"Wow, my parents are behind me 100%, and I know that me and Ron will have a beautiful place to live, but I also know that we will go through probably as many hardships as you two did. I just hope we stay happy," Hermione laughed and then looked at the stove, "Oh my gosh, the home fries are burning!"
Mrs. Weasley stood up knocking down her chair and ran to the home fries but so did Hermione and the hit each other right in the middle, causing a glass flour case to hit Hermione and a glass plate to hit Mrs. Weasley. They both lay on the floor unconscious.
"Hermione? Hermione, honey wake up," Hermione opened one eye to find herself in a hospital bed with a nurse practically hanging over her, "Oh good you are okay, you too quite a bump there,"
"Where is Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione sat up and was about to get out of bed when Ron stood up and pushed her back down.
"She is right next to you, she hasn't woken up yet," Hermione jerked her head to the side and saw Mrs. Weasley with a slight wound to the head, "She'll be fine,"
Hermione looked around her and saw Harry in the corner with Ginny on his lap, Mr. Weasley holding Mrs. Weasley's hand. Then Ron came down and kissed her.
"I am so glad that you are alright as well as my mother," Ron sat back down and slouched slightly and then took a deep breath, "You guys gave me quite a scare,"
"I'm sorry," Hermione laid back down and looked him deeply into his eyes.
"Don't be it wasn't your fault," Ron held her hand and smiled.
"Great, you are together," The nurse came up to Hermione and Ron and looked them both in the eye, "This would be a great time to tell you that, we, as a hospital would like to congratulate two new parents-to-be,"
Hermione gasped and then screamed, "I'm going to be a what?!" Then suddenly Ron passed out on the floor.