Once again, thanks for correcting me. I fixed this up a little bit.

Chapter 4

Hermione stood outside Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, fighting a battle within her head. Should she go in, or shouldn't she? Her common sense told her to flee for it, while her heart thought otherwise.

Hermione was somewhat glad to see Joey spending time with Fred and George. They had asked to exhaust the day with their newly discovered nephew, and after much arguing, Hermione had reluctantly agreed.

Of course their wives, Angelina (George) and Katie (Fred) had helped out in a way. At least Hermione had the comfort of knowing that female existence would be of hand.

So, all Hermione had to do was spend several hours, combing through each and every shop that came to her interest. That was hard to do, considering how Joey came of mind every time she entered a store.

So now Hermione was once again outside, waiting for her son to be returned to her arms.

"This is ridiculous." Hermione thought exasperatingly, "They are his uncles!! They should know how to treat a little boy like Joey."

But Hermione was wrong, very wrong. As she entered the store, shouts of uttermost joy carried through the shop.

"Ok you three, time to split up." Hermione heard Angelina demand. "No George, don't pick him up like that. You will hurt him."

"No I won't." George protested.

"You certainly most will!" Hermione said angrily as she turned the corner. To Hermione's horror, objects were scattered across the floor and George was holding a gurgling Joey by his ankles.

"Hermione!" Fred said brightly. "Nice to see you. Want to buy something today?"

"The only thing that I am going to take from here is my son." Hermione spat through gritted teeth.

"Hermione, don't get upset. Joey is having fun, see?"

Hermione didn't want to admit it, especially around the twins, but Fred was right. She had never seen this side of Joey before, especially when he had been happy, but around George and Fred he was jubilant.

Hermione moaned in fustration.

"Ok, I give up you win!" Hermione cried, knowing that once again, she had lost the war.

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The man stretched as he walked outside. Today was especially brighter and busier than the previous.

"Now where to go?" the man silently wondered as his eyes scrutinized over the street. He hadn't been to Flourish and Blotts yet. In fact, he hadn't even been to his brother's shop, Weasley's Wondering Wheezes yet!

And with a bubble of excitement inflating inside his chest, the man headed off.

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"So that is why you didn't show up for your sixth year!" Ginny fulfilled at the end of Hermione's tale.

"Yes." Hermione watched Timothy and Joey play. She knew she had done the right thing, no doubt about that. But what worried her wasn't Fred and/or George, Ginny, or even Jinxed Fortune Cookies. What was concerning her was –

"But what about Ron?" Ginny asked. "He will need to know sometime."

Hermione looked straight into Ginny's eyes, causing Ginny to blink.

"Listen," she whispered, "I have keep Joey a secret for two and a half years. I only need fourteen and a half more years and then Joey will leave and I will be on my own. No one, above all Ron, will need to know that Joseph Ronald Granger exists.

"Well, I guess." But Ginny looked unconvinced.

Hermione decided to change the subject.

"So tell me about your children." She asked Ginny.

Ginny's mode instantly brightened.

"Well I have three kids. Four," Ginny said pointing at her bulging stomach. "when this one arrives. My eldest is David, my second child is Andrea, and of course you know Timothy."

Hermione nodded.

"David is a year older than Timothy. Andrea is only nine months old. Only Andrea has my red hair. David and Timothy have their dad's."

"What did Dean do when he found out you were pregnant with David?" Hermione leaned forward, eager to hear Ginny's reply.

"Well......." Ginny thought for a moment before continuing. "David was born in November, so I first found out about sometime in January. I was nervous, cause Dean and I had never talked about having children. So I keep it a secret for a while. But soon I started getting sick and Dean noticed this. So I had to tell him."

"What did he say?" Hermione asked fervently.

"His reaction to my pregnancy took me in surprise. He wasn't at all the bit angry that I thought he would be. In fact, he was the opposite. He was thrilled."

"Really?"

Ginny nodded.

"So I had his support through my pregnancy with David. And when I became pregnant with Andrea, I knew I didn't have to keep it secret. I told Dean first thing the evening after I found out."

"That's amazing!" Hermione was stunned. Maybe Ron wouldn't be angry if and/or when he found out. Maybe he would be like Dean and be happy for Hermione.

"Yeah right!" a voice sneered within her head. "Why on earth would Ron be happy when Joey has been a secret for three years?"

"Uh.......Hermione?" Hermione followed Ginny's gaze.

Fred and George laughed while Joey ate something red and small. To Hermione's distress, Joey screamed with glee as he floated up and off the floor until he reached the ceiling. Hermione was certain that if the ceiling was not there, Joey would have continued upwards.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING TO HIM??????!!!!!!!" Hermione shrieked, as she stormed over and tried anxiously to grab Joey's leg.

"Relax Herm," Katie said. "Angelina, the twins, and I have personally tested these. You stop floating at about a hundred feet before floating downwards."

"Yeah, you!" Hermione snapped, "But Joey is lighter and smaller. How far do you think he will go? I'm guessing a thousand feet! How about you?"

Katie looked at Angelina who blushed.

"We........uh......haven't thought about that." Katie said, Angelina agreeing.

"I think we may have to continue our tests on these." Katie called to Fred who was looking extremely put down.

"What are those anyway?" Ginny inquired as she joined Hermione.

"A new candy!" George said happily, "We call it, Hovering Hovie Bubble Gum, gum that makes you float of course!"

Ginny looked amazed while Hermione looked thunderstruck.

"You shouldn't produce those things!" she snarled, "They could cause serious outbreaks."

George and Fred just laughed, making Hermione even madder.

For the remainder of the day, Hermione sat in the corner with Ginny, watching the men entertain the little ones.

"I still don't like it." Hermione muttered to Ginny.

Ginny smiled. "You haven't changed at all Herms. I can tell."

Hermione determined that it was once again time to change the subject. Pulling her chair so it faced Ginny and not the door, Hermione started chatting.

"What ever happened to Harry? I haven't heard or seen him yet."

Ginny looked amused.

"Well, I know you aren't going to believe me, but" Ginny snorted with laughter before going on. "He and Luna are on their honeymoon."

"Really, well that is- WHAT!?" Hermione jumped out of her seat, startling the others.

"Sorry." Hermione felt heat climb up her neck as she sat down quietly.

Ginny chuckled.

"Yes, that was my reaction at first. But I am happy to point out that she has gotten her sniklefluffs and dinkypinks straight. Luna is normal now, thanks to Harry."

"Well thank goodness for that! Where are they honeymooning?"

"Somewhere down in the Caribbean. I –"

Ginny's face turned a pastel white as the door's bell jingled its melody.

Hermione was about to ask, "What's wrong?" but she soon found out that she didn't need to.

"Who's your friend Ginny?" Ron Weasley asked.