Oh The Insanity Of It All!
Written By: Elven Warrior1
A/N: I'm really having fun with this! Hopefully you're enjoying it as well! Please review!!
Chapter Seven:Of Triplettes, Weddings and Babbies!
(The Lenson: Home of Ron and Hermione Weasley)
It was rather crowded in the home of Ron and Hermiones', but Anna didn't care. She enjoyed every minute of it, all the little children the play with. Something interesting lay hidden around every corner. It was a truly remarkable house. Though an explosion could be heard every now and then from somewhere within in 4 stories.
A particular loud bang made Ron Weasley jump up, making sure the youngest were still in their play pin. "The triplettes. They're worse than Fred and George were!" He exclaimed, throwing himself back into his chair that he had jumped from. "Sometimes I wonder if they write to Fred and George asking for tricks to play. They've deffinitly gotten ideas from them. Why else would they be brewing Merlin knows what up in that room of theirs?" Hermione patted his hand sympathetically.
"Our eldest children and they're triplettes. It devistated Ron terribly when he found out." She gave a grin "Apparenly his talking to the embryo didn't work." Anna mentally snorted. Her sister Caraleen would have to be told about that.
"I don't think the triplettes are so bad." Annaliese said thoughtfully as another explosison errupted. "It gets you prepared for whatever you have next." Hermione nodded her agreement, shooting a death glare at Ron, who put up his hands in defeat.
"So Annaleise, have you and Harry talked about children yet?" Ron asked, pouring himself and the two women a cup of tea. "I mean, you're going to get married in 1 month now, any thoughts of kids?" He handed her the cup, which she accepted.
Delaying her answer, Annaleise nursed her tea for a moment, remembering what Harry had said. Setting her cup down, but hands still cuddling it, she gave a grin. "Actually, we have." She confessed. "And we've both agreed, that we want a large family. Larger then your family, even I think." Ron pulled a face, making both women grin.
"More then seven kids?" Ron repeated. "Has he gone mad?!" Anna chuckled.
"No, he's quite sane." She said, taking another sip of tea. "He's determined to keep the Potter line moving. Considering he is the last one of the Potters bloodline. I can understand where he's coming from." She paused, a second. "Though, he isn't the one carrying them and pushing them out between his legs." She watched Rons' face go pink, his freckles sticking out more. Hermione had to cover her mouth to stiffle her laughter. "I won't tell you how many children he wants, since you'll think he's gone mad then. Though, I'll have to talk to him about it. When the third or so comes along"
Hermione contorted her face whilst in deep thought. She looked up suddenly when a voice entered her head. Anna was looking at her out of the corner of her eye, so's not to distract anyones attention. '14 children is how many he wants..That'll be bloody terrifying!' It was Anna, using her telepathy. Hermiones' widdened as she gaped at her friend.
"Good god!" Hermione suddenly cried out, causing Ron to jump. The raven- haired woman wore an amused expression, raising an eyebrow.
"What? What!" Ron sputtered, looking around the room. "What happened?"
"Nothing Ron, something just dawned on me, that's all." His wife reassured him, patting his arm gently. For a moment, Hermione just studdied Anna, her eyes widdening once again. "Anna, are you..pregnate?" The Raven-haired woman looked up from her cup, smirking. Ron spit out his tea all over the table and began sputtering once again, mouth open and gaping at her.
"How do you get that?!" He asked Hermione, shaking his head. He looked back at Anna, studdying her closely. "You are pregnate. She's got that glow to her that women get. Merlins' Beard! Does Harry know?" Anna nodded.
"Told him this morning, after I ran to the bathroom with morning sickness. I expect I'm about 4 months along now. Though it's obvious that I'm showing, not terribly though. He noticed this morning that my stomach was a little larger. Plus, I had taken a pregnancy test too, after morning sickness, and it came back positive." Anna beamed, a hand straying to her stomach, just resting. "Thank god the wedding is in a month, so I won't be showing terribly much." She gave another grin.
"My my." Hermione said, coming to sit next to Annaleise, placing her hand next to hers on her stomach. "Oh Ron! The baby just kicked!" Ron instantly jumped up, placing his hand under Anna's.
"Goodness." He smiled. "It's going to be a beautiful baby, that's for sure. I can't wait till it's born. I'm godfather right?" Hermione moved her hand a bit, to see if the baby would kick again.
"I do think Harry intends on making you two the babys' godparents." Anna said thoughtfull, moving her hand so her friends could try and feel for the baby. "Qualité d'Oh!"
"What is it?" Ron asked, looking slightly worried. Anna waved a dismissing hand
"Oh nothing. Extreemly hard kick from the baby. Tiz be all." She gave a little grunt as the baby kicked again. Annaleise stood up, giving Hermione and Ron a hug. "Thank you for having me over. But I think its time to floo to Bills', retrive Harry and go home. I could use a shoulder rub." Grinning, Ron led her to the fireplace, helping her in. "That's not necessary." She laughed, smacking Ron. "I'm not helpless you know!"
"Actually, I don't think you should be using the floo network."Hermione insisted, pulling her out of the hearth. Ron helping her.
"Oh come no, I flooed over here!" Anna protested, struggling to get out of their grip. Ron's was much stronger, and he held her in place. "Oh come on Ron! Let me go!"
"No, we'll drive you over to Bill's. No harm, no worries! Hermione, could you get my keys?" Hermione dissappeared and came back with a set of keys for a vehicle of some sorts. Hermione rounded up her children, and lead them out to the large van, Ron and Anna following behind.
"Oh come now! I'm a grown woman! I can walk by myself!" Anna cried, still struggling. Ron grunted, pulling her hands from the door frame. "Ronald Artherious Weasley! Let me go this instant!" Ron shook his head.
"No, Anna." Ron said. "You'll run away."
"So!!" Anna snapped at him, grabbing for the doorframe once again.
A/N: I'm really having fun with this! Hopefully you're enjoying it as well! Please review!!
Chapter Seven:Of Triplettes, Weddings and Babbies!
(The Lenson: Home of Ron and Hermione Weasley)
It was rather crowded in the home of Ron and Hermiones', but Anna didn't care. She enjoyed every minute of it, all the little children the play with. Something interesting lay hidden around every corner. It was a truly remarkable house. Though an explosion could be heard every now and then from somewhere within in 4 stories.
A particular loud bang made Ron Weasley jump up, making sure the youngest were still in their play pin. "The triplettes. They're worse than Fred and George were!" He exclaimed, throwing himself back into his chair that he had jumped from. "Sometimes I wonder if they write to Fred and George asking for tricks to play. They've deffinitly gotten ideas from them. Why else would they be brewing Merlin knows what up in that room of theirs?" Hermione patted his hand sympathetically.
"Our eldest children and they're triplettes. It devistated Ron terribly when he found out." She gave a grin "Apparenly his talking to the embryo didn't work." Anna mentally snorted. Her sister Caraleen would have to be told about that.
"I don't think the triplettes are so bad." Annaliese said thoughtfully as another explosison errupted. "It gets you prepared for whatever you have next." Hermione nodded her agreement, shooting a death glare at Ron, who put up his hands in defeat.
"So Annaleise, have you and Harry talked about children yet?" Ron asked, pouring himself and the two women a cup of tea. "I mean, you're going to get married in 1 month now, any thoughts of kids?" He handed her the cup, which she accepted.
Delaying her answer, Annaleise nursed her tea for a moment, remembering what Harry had said. Setting her cup down, but hands still cuddling it, she gave a grin. "Actually, we have." She confessed. "And we've both agreed, that we want a large family. Larger then your family, even I think." Ron pulled a face, making both women grin.
"More then seven kids?" Ron repeated. "Has he gone mad?!" Anna chuckled.
"No, he's quite sane." She said, taking another sip of tea. "He's determined to keep the Potter line moving. Considering he is the last one of the Potters bloodline. I can understand where he's coming from." She paused, a second. "Though, he isn't the one carrying them and pushing them out between his legs." She watched Rons' face go pink, his freckles sticking out more. Hermione had to cover her mouth to stiffle her laughter. "I won't tell you how many children he wants, since you'll think he's gone mad then. Though, I'll have to talk to him about it. When the third or so comes along"
Hermione contorted her face whilst in deep thought. She looked up suddenly when a voice entered her head. Anna was looking at her out of the corner of her eye, so's not to distract anyones attention. '14 children is how many he wants..That'll be bloody terrifying!' It was Anna, using her telepathy. Hermiones' widdened as she gaped at her friend.
"Good god!" Hermione suddenly cried out, causing Ron to jump. The raven- haired woman wore an amused expression, raising an eyebrow.
"What? What!" Ron sputtered, looking around the room. "What happened?"
"Nothing Ron, something just dawned on me, that's all." His wife reassured him, patting his arm gently. For a moment, Hermione just studdied Anna, her eyes widdening once again. "Anna, are you..pregnate?" The Raven-haired woman looked up from her cup, smirking. Ron spit out his tea all over the table and began sputtering once again, mouth open and gaping at her.
"How do you get that?!" He asked Hermione, shaking his head. He looked back at Anna, studdying her closely. "You are pregnate. She's got that glow to her that women get. Merlins' Beard! Does Harry know?" Anna nodded.
"Told him this morning, after I ran to the bathroom with morning sickness. I expect I'm about 4 months along now. Though it's obvious that I'm showing, not terribly though. He noticed this morning that my stomach was a little larger. Plus, I had taken a pregnancy test too, after morning sickness, and it came back positive." Anna beamed, a hand straying to her stomach, just resting. "Thank god the wedding is in a month, so I won't be showing terribly much." She gave another grin.
"My my." Hermione said, coming to sit next to Annaleise, placing her hand next to hers on her stomach. "Oh Ron! The baby just kicked!" Ron instantly jumped up, placing his hand under Anna's.
"Goodness." He smiled. "It's going to be a beautiful baby, that's for sure. I can't wait till it's born. I'm godfather right?" Hermione moved her hand a bit, to see if the baby would kick again.
"I do think Harry intends on making you two the babys' godparents." Anna said thoughtfull, moving her hand so her friends could try and feel for the baby. "Qualité d'Oh!"
"What is it?" Ron asked, looking slightly worried. Anna waved a dismissing hand
"Oh nothing. Extreemly hard kick from the baby. Tiz be all." She gave a little grunt as the baby kicked again. Annaleise stood up, giving Hermione and Ron a hug. "Thank you for having me over. But I think its time to floo to Bills', retrive Harry and go home. I could use a shoulder rub." Grinning, Ron led her to the fireplace, helping her in. "That's not necessary." She laughed, smacking Ron. "I'm not helpless you know!"
"Actually, I don't think you should be using the floo network."Hermione insisted, pulling her out of the hearth. Ron helping her.
"Oh come no, I flooed over here!" Anna protested, struggling to get out of their grip. Ron's was much stronger, and he held her in place. "Oh come on Ron! Let me go!"
"No, we'll drive you over to Bill's. No harm, no worries! Hermione, could you get my keys?" Hermione dissappeared and came back with a set of keys for a vehicle of some sorts. Hermione rounded up her children, and lead them out to the large van, Ron and Anna following behind.
"Oh come now! I'm a grown woman! I can walk by myself!" Anna cried, still struggling. Ron grunted, pulling her hands from the door frame. "Ronald Artherious Weasley! Let me go this instant!" Ron shook his head.
"No, Anna." Ron said. "You'll run away."
"So!!" Anna snapped at him, grabbing for the doorframe once again.