A/N- Thanks sooo much to the ppl who are bothering to review, you're great!
And sorry for the wait, my internet randomly stopped working then my pc was
taken away to be fixed, so now its back and im happily writing again.
Strangguy- I was toying with the idea of the twins not being Ron's, but I decided that it would be better to put it this way. So, enjoy!
Hermione:
I woke up suddenly, as though I'd had a bucket of cold water thrown over me. I looked wildly around, not recognizing the small room I was in. My eyes fell on the clothes on the floor...oh no.
An arm was lying across my chest. I looked into the owners face. He was smiling, still fast asleep. Images of the night flashed past, like snapshots. I cringed.
I looked at the alarm clock next to me, realizing with a jolt it was 5 AM. I might possibly be able to sneak in the house...what had I done?
I scrambled into last nights dress as fast as possible, checking my reflection in the mirror. I had lipstick smeared all over. I quickly muttered a spell to clean my face, not caring if the muggle man seen the magic. I was in a daze. I quickly Apparated back to my home.
The house was empty and silent. I staggered up the stairs, feeling my guilt mount. Had anyone seen? Why had I been so stupid? What if-
No. I couldn't think of that. I entered my darkened bedroom. Ron was sitting bolt-upright in our bed, staring at the door.
"Where have you been?" He demanded, looking furious.
"Cassies" I said, trying to smile. I hated lying.
"Oh" Ron said, his face relaxing a bit, "Why did you sleep there?"
"I had a lot too drink, too much, in fact" Oh yeah, you couldn't be more truthful there.
"That's alright then" He smiled, "Come here"
I climbed into his arms, feeling tears of shame prick in my eyes as he hugged me.
"I missed you last night," He whispered into my hair. I just nodded, hoping he wouldn't notice my crying.
"Mummy!"
I looked up. Alex was standing at the bottom of the bed, looking sweet in frilly baby doll pajamas.
"Hello, Darling" I whispered, as she jumped on the bed to give me a hug. I felt guilty all over again. I didn't deserve this. A loving husband and 3 beautiful children, when I'd cheated them all. Now there could possibly another child, one that wasn't Ron's. I couldn't remember if we'd used contraception. I hoped against hope we had.
Ron:
Hermione certainly looked like she'd been drunk. I left her in bed, as she said she had the 'world's mightiest hangover'. I was once again, looking after all the kids.
"Take us to the park, daddy, please!" Archie said as I was serving them all breakfast. Alex was watching the tweenies, her spoonful of soggy weetabix forgotten as she gaped at the television.
"Alex, eat your breakfast, your dripping it all over the floor. Archie, I'll take you too the park if you stop moaning and Harry, that's cruel, put Dipsy down!" Harry dropped the cat, as innocent smile on his face.
"O'ny messing" He said, taking his seat at the table.
Harry hadn't changed a lot from the age of two. Sure he still had puppy fat, all kids do, but his face had thinned somewhat. His hair was as vivid red as ever and he'd grown to be extremely tall for his age. He was still very mischievous.
"Only" I corrected him. His speech hadn't improved much.
"I wanna play the swings!" Archie wined, pounding his fist on the table.
"Stop being a brat" I said, finally setting down to my own breakfast, "Alex, eat!"
Alex threw me a reproachful look, looking amazingly like Hermione. The kids took a surprisingly long time to eat, considering they had been demanding food from the moment they'd gotten up. I cleared there plates away when they'd finally finished.
"Now go to the park!" Archie said, jumping down from his seat.
"Archie, if you don't stop demanding where not going to the park at all," I said grumpily, as I helped Alex with her jacket.
"Where's mummy?" Harry asked
"In bed"
"Why?"
"Because she's tired"
"Why?"
"She didn't get much sleep last night"
"Why?"
"She went out" I grumbled, "No more questions, alright?"
The rest of my day was spent taking the kids various places. So far they had been to the park, the beach, McDonald's and now I had taken them to see my mum.
"Granny!" Archie squealed as he caught sight of her. Ginny was sitting at the kitchen table, looking as tired and miserable.
"What's wrong?" I asked concernedly, sitting down next to her.
"Me and Seamus had an argument" She sighed, taking a sip of tea.
"What about?"
"Us, everything" She said sadly, staring down into her cup.
I patted her on the back a bit, feeling awkward.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" Mum asked. She looked slightly angry about something.
"Yeah, alright" I said, looking round the room. "Where's the kids got off to?"
"Rowan and Jake are upstairs, I sent them up to play" She said, handing me my cup and sitting down opposite me and Ginny.
"Mum, I know you're against it" Ginny said, tears beginning to slide down her cheeks, "But it's cruel to the boys as well as me to carry on living like this. Me and Seamus are always arguing"
"What you against?" I asked, drawing Ginny into a hug.
"Ginny wants to leave Seamus" She said, "But it's not right"
"Where not in the old times!" Ginny said furiously, wrenching herself away from me, "Im not going to stay just because he's the father of my kids, it's not right, I need my own happiness"
"She's right" I said wearily, taking a sip of tea, "Your being a bit old fashioned about this"
Mum looked scandalized, but was saved from replying by Rowan appearing at the door. He shuffled towards me, looking timid.
"Ar, ar ar" He stuttered nervously.
"Archie?" He nodded.
"What's wrong?"
"We were p-p-playing, a-a-and he just, s-s-s-started sh-" He took a deep breath, "He started shaking!"
I was up those stairs faster then you could say 'ill'. Ginny and my mum followed, both looking frightened. I entered Percy's old room, which had been converted into a playroom. Alex had her arms wrapped around Archie, crying fit to burst. Harry and Jake were sitting next to them, looking terrified. Archie had evidently stopped fitting.
"What happened?" I asked, picking him up. He stared up at me, lost for words. He was still shaking slightly.
"Ron, get in the fire and take him to St.Mungoes A&E immediately!" Ginny screeched, trying to console Alex.
"Don't take 'im away!" She shouted, as I carried him from the room, "No! No! Bring him back!"
"Shhh" Ginny soothed, rocking her back and forth, "It's alright, Archie's going to be fine, he's just going to the hospital with daddy, he'll be back soon, ok?"
I made my way to the fire in the kitchen. Archie was starting to make small noises, and was tossing restlessly.
"St.Mungoes accident and emergency!" I shouted.
I ran up to the receptionists desk, where a bossy looking woman was sitting, examining her nails.
"My sons just had a fit!" I said impatiently. Her eyes traveled from me over to Archie.
"Alvin" She snapped her fingers and a young looking healer came, "Take him to room 12, tell them its suspected epilepsy" The healer took Archie from me and I made to follow but the witch called me back.
"Just a few of your son's personal details" She said, grabbing a piece of parchment, "What's his Full name?"
"Cant I just go now, and tell you later?" I asked anxiously
"Sir, if you just tell me you can go straight away" She said patiently, "Name?"
"Archie Thomas Weasley" I said grudgingly
"Now, if I can kindly have your name? And the mothers? And your address, then your free to leave."
"Bloody hell! Ronald Essien Weasley, his mums Hermione Claire Granger, and we live at crowden estate, alright?"
"Room 12" She smirked. I stomped off, cursing receptionists as I went.
I found Archie sitting up in bed, looking quite happy. A healer was examining him while he ate a lolly. He turned round and smiled in welcome.
"Ron Weasley" I said, "Archie's dad"
"Im Healer Donke, Mr.Weasley" He said, "I suppose you want to know what is wrong with your son?"
"That would be helpful" I snapped.
"Well, we need to run a few tests" He said, "But we don't think there's anything to worry about. It could just be a one off"
"What if it's not a one off?"
He looked awkward. "If it's not a one off" He said slowly, "Archie might have epilepsy, but I think it's highly unlikely. Many children suffer fits in infancy, and people never find out exactly why"
"What if Archie does have epilepsy? Is there a cure?" I asked, sitting on the bed next to him.
"The brain is a very delicate thing. Wizards have tried over the years, unsuccessful, to find cures for diseases such as epilepsy. However, if Archie is epileptic, he will be able to lead an almost normal life, depending on the degree of the disease"
"Oh, right" I said, looking sadly over at Archie. I couldn't imagine having an ill child. "When you doing the tests? And what tests are you doing?"
"We'll keep young Archie in overnight, and do the tests today, just to be on the safe side. He will have different scans and the like"
"Is it possible... could there be anything else that caused the fit? Like something really serious"
Donke smiled, "We don't think so, Mr.Weasley. Now, why don't you go home? Archie will be fine here"
"No, no" I shook my head, "I'd like to inform my wife though, and I think his twin sister would like to see him, she was pretty hysterical when it happened"
"Whatever you wish" He said, as I apparated back to my house.
Hermione:
I'd spent most of the day crying, and was curled up in an armchair watching some muggle movie I was only mildly interested in when Ginny, Molly, Alex, Harry, Jake and Rowan appeared in the fire. They all looked grave and extremely worried. Alex was crying.
"What's happened? Where are Ron and Archie?"
"The hospital" Molly said, collapsing into an arm chair. Alex and Harry crawled up next to me, clinging on as if there was no tomorrow.
"Why?" I asked, feeling more worried by the second.
"Oh, Hermione, Archie had a fit" Ginny said. Her sons were in the same position as my children.
"WHAT?" I shouted
"Ron took him to the hospital, it only happened about half an hour ago" Ginny said, "We don't know what's wrong"
Could my day get any worse? First I'd woken up in a stranger's bed, and then Id spent the day worrying about it all, now my son had been rushed to hospital, seriously ill. It was like god was having some kind of sick revenge on me.
Suddenly Ron appeared in the middle of the room. His ears where bright red but he looked quite calm.
"He's fine" He said, answering before I'd even asked, "But there keeping him in the hospital and doing tests, but they think its just a one off"
"Can we go?" I asked, halfway out of my seat. Harry and Alex jumped down and ran to hug Molly instead.
"Yeah, the healer idiot said he didn't mind, but" He looked round at Ginny and Molly, "I think it should just be me, 'mione, Harry and Alex"
"Fine, fine" I heard them saying. I hurried upstairs and scrambled into some old motherly looking clothes. I didn't really care about my appearance; I just wanted to see my son.
Ginny, the kids and Molly had already left by the time I got downstairs. We flooed to the hospital quickly.
"He's just down here" Ron said as he led us down the corridor. As we went closer I could hear Archie crying.
"I want mummy and daddy and Alex and Harry!" He was screaming, tears rolling down his cheeks. A doctor was trying to console him, but then he caught sight of us. His face was a picture.
Ron set Alex down on the bed. She ran into her twins arms, both of them squealing, and hugging each other like they'd never let go.
We spent another 2 hours with Archie. The hospital only let one parent stay, so Ron and I he would. I left with my other two chattering kids, the guilt of last night coming back. I felt a well of misery rise inside me. It felt even worse when I thought of poor Archie.
God was punishing me already.
A/N- Wow, that's a long chapter! wipes brow. A little game. Ron's middle name is 'Essien' bonus brownie points if any one can tell me what it means!
Strangguy- I was toying with the idea of the twins not being Ron's, but I decided that it would be better to put it this way. So, enjoy!
Hermione:
I woke up suddenly, as though I'd had a bucket of cold water thrown over me. I looked wildly around, not recognizing the small room I was in. My eyes fell on the clothes on the floor...oh no.
An arm was lying across my chest. I looked into the owners face. He was smiling, still fast asleep. Images of the night flashed past, like snapshots. I cringed.
I looked at the alarm clock next to me, realizing with a jolt it was 5 AM. I might possibly be able to sneak in the house...what had I done?
I scrambled into last nights dress as fast as possible, checking my reflection in the mirror. I had lipstick smeared all over. I quickly muttered a spell to clean my face, not caring if the muggle man seen the magic. I was in a daze. I quickly Apparated back to my home.
The house was empty and silent. I staggered up the stairs, feeling my guilt mount. Had anyone seen? Why had I been so stupid? What if-
No. I couldn't think of that. I entered my darkened bedroom. Ron was sitting bolt-upright in our bed, staring at the door.
"Where have you been?" He demanded, looking furious.
"Cassies" I said, trying to smile. I hated lying.
"Oh" Ron said, his face relaxing a bit, "Why did you sleep there?"
"I had a lot too drink, too much, in fact" Oh yeah, you couldn't be more truthful there.
"That's alright then" He smiled, "Come here"
I climbed into his arms, feeling tears of shame prick in my eyes as he hugged me.
"I missed you last night," He whispered into my hair. I just nodded, hoping he wouldn't notice my crying.
"Mummy!"
I looked up. Alex was standing at the bottom of the bed, looking sweet in frilly baby doll pajamas.
"Hello, Darling" I whispered, as she jumped on the bed to give me a hug. I felt guilty all over again. I didn't deserve this. A loving husband and 3 beautiful children, when I'd cheated them all. Now there could possibly another child, one that wasn't Ron's. I couldn't remember if we'd used contraception. I hoped against hope we had.
Ron:
Hermione certainly looked like she'd been drunk. I left her in bed, as she said she had the 'world's mightiest hangover'. I was once again, looking after all the kids.
"Take us to the park, daddy, please!" Archie said as I was serving them all breakfast. Alex was watching the tweenies, her spoonful of soggy weetabix forgotten as she gaped at the television.
"Alex, eat your breakfast, your dripping it all over the floor. Archie, I'll take you too the park if you stop moaning and Harry, that's cruel, put Dipsy down!" Harry dropped the cat, as innocent smile on his face.
"O'ny messing" He said, taking his seat at the table.
Harry hadn't changed a lot from the age of two. Sure he still had puppy fat, all kids do, but his face had thinned somewhat. His hair was as vivid red as ever and he'd grown to be extremely tall for his age. He was still very mischievous.
"Only" I corrected him. His speech hadn't improved much.
"I wanna play the swings!" Archie wined, pounding his fist on the table.
"Stop being a brat" I said, finally setting down to my own breakfast, "Alex, eat!"
Alex threw me a reproachful look, looking amazingly like Hermione. The kids took a surprisingly long time to eat, considering they had been demanding food from the moment they'd gotten up. I cleared there plates away when they'd finally finished.
"Now go to the park!" Archie said, jumping down from his seat.
"Archie, if you don't stop demanding where not going to the park at all," I said grumpily, as I helped Alex with her jacket.
"Where's mummy?" Harry asked
"In bed"
"Why?"
"Because she's tired"
"Why?"
"She didn't get much sleep last night"
"Why?"
"She went out" I grumbled, "No more questions, alright?"
The rest of my day was spent taking the kids various places. So far they had been to the park, the beach, McDonald's and now I had taken them to see my mum.
"Granny!" Archie squealed as he caught sight of her. Ginny was sitting at the kitchen table, looking as tired and miserable.
"What's wrong?" I asked concernedly, sitting down next to her.
"Me and Seamus had an argument" She sighed, taking a sip of tea.
"What about?"
"Us, everything" She said sadly, staring down into her cup.
I patted her on the back a bit, feeling awkward.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" Mum asked. She looked slightly angry about something.
"Yeah, alright" I said, looking round the room. "Where's the kids got off to?"
"Rowan and Jake are upstairs, I sent them up to play" She said, handing me my cup and sitting down opposite me and Ginny.
"Mum, I know you're against it" Ginny said, tears beginning to slide down her cheeks, "But it's cruel to the boys as well as me to carry on living like this. Me and Seamus are always arguing"
"What you against?" I asked, drawing Ginny into a hug.
"Ginny wants to leave Seamus" She said, "But it's not right"
"Where not in the old times!" Ginny said furiously, wrenching herself away from me, "Im not going to stay just because he's the father of my kids, it's not right, I need my own happiness"
"She's right" I said wearily, taking a sip of tea, "Your being a bit old fashioned about this"
Mum looked scandalized, but was saved from replying by Rowan appearing at the door. He shuffled towards me, looking timid.
"Ar, ar ar" He stuttered nervously.
"Archie?" He nodded.
"What's wrong?"
"We were p-p-playing, a-a-and he just, s-s-s-started sh-" He took a deep breath, "He started shaking!"
I was up those stairs faster then you could say 'ill'. Ginny and my mum followed, both looking frightened. I entered Percy's old room, which had been converted into a playroom. Alex had her arms wrapped around Archie, crying fit to burst. Harry and Jake were sitting next to them, looking terrified. Archie had evidently stopped fitting.
"What happened?" I asked, picking him up. He stared up at me, lost for words. He was still shaking slightly.
"Ron, get in the fire and take him to St.Mungoes A&E immediately!" Ginny screeched, trying to console Alex.
"Don't take 'im away!" She shouted, as I carried him from the room, "No! No! Bring him back!"
"Shhh" Ginny soothed, rocking her back and forth, "It's alright, Archie's going to be fine, he's just going to the hospital with daddy, he'll be back soon, ok?"
I made my way to the fire in the kitchen. Archie was starting to make small noises, and was tossing restlessly.
"St.Mungoes accident and emergency!" I shouted.
I ran up to the receptionists desk, where a bossy looking woman was sitting, examining her nails.
"My sons just had a fit!" I said impatiently. Her eyes traveled from me over to Archie.
"Alvin" She snapped her fingers and a young looking healer came, "Take him to room 12, tell them its suspected epilepsy" The healer took Archie from me and I made to follow but the witch called me back.
"Just a few of your son's personal details" She said, grabbing a piece of parchment, "What's his Full name?"
"Cant I just go now, and tell you later?" I asked anxiously
"Sir, if you just tell me you can go straight away" She said patiently, "Name?"
"Archie Thomas Weasley" I said grudgingly
"Now, if I can kindly have your name? And the mothers? And your address, then your free to leave."
"Bloody hell! Ronald Essien Weasley, his mums Hermione Claire Granger, and we live at crowden estate, alright?"
"Room 12" She smirked. I stomped off, cursing receptionists as I went.
I found Archie sitting up in bed, looking quite happy. A healer was examining him while he ate a lolly. He turned round and smiled in welcome.
"Ron Weasley" I said, "Archie's dad"
"Im Healer Donke, Mr.Weasley" He said, "I suppose you want to know what is wrong with your son?"
"That would be helpful" I snapped.
"Well, we need to run a few tests" He said, "But we don't think there's anything to worry about. It could just be a one off"
"What if it's not a one off?"
He looked awkward. "If it's not a one off" He said slowly, "Archie might have epilepsy, but I think it's highly unlikely. Many children suffer fits in infancy, and people never find out exactly why"
"What if Archie does have epilepsy? Is there a cure?" I asked, sitting on the bed next to him.
"The brain is a very delicate thing. Wizards have tried over the years, unsuccessful, to find cures for diseases such as epilepsy. However, if Archie is epileptic, he will be able to lead an almost normal life, depending on the degree of the disease"
"Oh, right" I said, looking sadly over at Archie. I couldn't imagine having an ill child. "When you doing the tests? And what tests are you doing?"
"We'll keep young Archie in overnight, and do the tests today, just to be on the safe side. He will have different scans and the like"
"Is it possible... could there be anything else that caused the fit? Like something really serious"
Donke smiled, "We don't think so, Mr.Weasley. Now, why don't you go home? Archie will be fine here"
"No, no" I shook my head, "I'd like to inform my wife though, and I think his twin sister would like to see him, she was pretty hysterical when it happened"
"Whatever you wish" He said, as I apparated back to my house.
Hermione:
I'd spent most of the day crying, and was curled up in an armchair watching some muggle movie I was only mildly interested in when Ginny, Molly, Alex, Harry, Jake and Rowan appeared in the fire. They all looked grave and extremely worried. Alex was crying.
"What's happened? Where are Ron and Archie?"
"The hospital" Molly said, collapsing into an arm chair. Alex and Harry crawled up next to me, clinging on as if there was no tomorrow.
"Why?" I asked, feeling more worried by the second.
"Oh, Hermione, Archie had a fit" Ginny said. Her sons were in the same position as my children.
"WHAT?" I shouted
"Ron took him to the hospital, it only happened about half an hour ago" Ginny said, "We don't know what's wrong"
Could my day get any worse? First I'd woken up in a stranger's bed, and then Id spent the day worrying about it all, now my son had been rushed to hospital, seriously ill. It was like god was having some kind of sick revenge on me.
Suddenly Ron appeared in the middle of the room. His ears where bright red but he looked quite calm.
"He's fine" He said, answering before I'd even asked, "But there keeping him in the hospital and doing tests, but they think its just a one off"
"Can we go?" I asked, halfway out of my seat. Harry and Alex jumped down and ran to hug Molly instead.
"Yeah, the healer idiot said he didn't mind, but" He looked round at Ginny and Molly, "I think it should just be me, 'mione, Harry and Alex"
"Fine, fine" I heard them saying. I hurried upstairs and scrambled into some old motherly looking clothes. I didn't really care about my appearance; I just wanted to see my son.
Ginny, the kids and Molly had already left by the time I got downstairs. We flooed to the hospital quickly.
"He's just down here" Ron said as he led us down the corridor. As we went closer I could hear Archie crying.
"I want mummy and daddy and Alex and Harry!" He was screaming, tears rolling down his cheeks. A doctor was trying to console him, but then he caught sight of us. His face was a picture.
Ron set Alex down on the bed. She ran into her twins arms, both of them squealing, and hugging each other like they'd never let go.
We spent another 2 hours with Archie. The hospital only let one parent stay, so Ron and I he would. I left with my other two chattering kids, the guilt of last night coming back. I felt a well of misery rise inside me. It felt even worse when I thought of poor Archie.
God was punishing me already.
A/N- Wow, that's a long chapter! wipes brow. A little game. Ron's middle name is 'Essien' bonus brownie points if any one can tell me what it means!