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Ron walked into the three story house. "This is where you're moving?"

Ginny smiled, "Yeah, isn't great?" Ron nodded. The house was in a nice neighborhood and had enough room for all their kids and more. Ron couldn't help but imagine living there with a certain formerly bushy haired woman...

It was true, Hermione had changed since Ron last saw her. She had developed more curves, having a baby does that, and her hair had become straighter, lighter. She seemed more depressed, too. Like a shadow was hanging over her head.

"So, Ron, what do ya think? Not bad, right?" Harry asked as he moved the last box into the house. Even though Ginny didn't want to move in until after the baby was born, they had moved all their stuff in and were in the process of unpacking. Ron and Hermione decided to come and help because neither of them had seen the house yet.

"Wow," Hermione breathed as she began unpacking a box. "This is a nice place!"

Everyone stared at her. "Why are you unpacking?" Harry asked.

"These boxes aren't going to unpack themselves," she replied.

Ron took out his wand. "Yes they will," he told her as he waved his wand. Items began flying to shelves and furniture began to move. Everyone stared at him. "I've been on the run and locked inside for twelve years. I picked up a lot."

"Yeah, uh, Ron, you want to tell us why your out and about after twelve years?" Harry asked as he sat on a box.

Ron sat across from him and Ginny and Hermione sat down too. "After Dumbledore set me up in an apartment, I got a watcher, someone to look after me and protect me with their life. Like the wizard/witch protection agency, one of my watchers referred to it as that. Don't want to know where she got that. Most of my watchers quit after a few months, but that one stayed for two and ½ years. Anyway, after no brushes with sudden death during the almost 12 years I was underground, they decided they would have someone 'check up' on me every once in a while, so I could finally could go home to my family and friends, well, now my friends are family, so my family."

"So, you're back. For good, right?" Hermione asked.

"Yep, you're stuck with me," he said tossing her one of those grins that, unbeknownst to him, made her weak in the knees. Good thing she was sitting down.

"Let's go tell mum!" Ginny said excitedly. She had a hand on her pregnant stomach and Ron draped his arm around her shoulders as they walked out.

"How did you and Harry get together anyway?"

Flashback

Ginny was sitting on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, crying. She had been told that Ron died and she had been crying for three days straight. Hermione had locked herself in the Head Girl's suite, and Harry, she didn't know what he was doing.

"Hey," she heard a voice say. She turned to see Harry coming out of the boys' dormitories. He looked like he had been run over by a truck. His usually messy hair was messier than usual and his clothes were rumpled. He sat next to Ginny on the couch.

She turned her attention back to the fire and her crying. Harry just sat there, listening to Ginny cry. It broke his heart. He pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head. "I don't want to be alone," she said as she sobbed into his chest.

"Me neither," he admitted. She pulled away and looked up into his eyes. The sorrow that lined his face made her want to cry all over again. She leaned forward and kissed him.

End Flashback

They arrived at the Burrow. Ron was nervous, Harry and Hermione had been pretty forgiving about the whole I-came-back-after-twelve-years-of-you-thinking-I-was-dead-thing, Ginny had gone into the You-can't-do-this-to-me-I'm-pregnant thing, but he knew his mother would be furious that she didn't know.

"Mum, Family! We have a surprise for you!" Ginny yelled as she stepped into the Burrow. She squeezed Ron's hand as their mother walked into the room.

"Ginny, don't yell-" Molly Weasley scolded, but she stopped in the middle of her sentence. "Ron?" she whispered as she ran over to him. She began to cry.

"Molly, what in bloody he-" Arthur said but stopped suddenly as he rounded the corner. "Good Merlin, Ron!"

At the mention of Ron, the whole family came running. Bill and Fleur, who was three and ½ months pregnant, Charlie and Kaitlyn (they met in Romania, she had a thing for dragons) and Fred and Angelina. The whole family, except George, was married and had at least three kids. Percy was disowned 10 years ago after changing his last name.

Ron was literally buried under his family, and after the happiness that he wasn't dead wore off, the questions came tumbling in. Everyone sat down in the living room and Ron began the long explanation.

"Dolohov tried to kill me, but failed, miserably at that. He doesn't know that though, that's why I went into hiding. I've had 14 watchers in the last 12 years. And for the last 11, there's been a power struggle between the Death Eaters. Dolohov became a traitor to Rookwood when he chose Malfoy over him. Rookwood sent a Dementor to 'kiss' Dolohov, but Dolohov escaped and was captured. Malfoy had most of Rookwood's men killed, and Rookwood succeeded in killing Malfoy, so with all the turmoil, I was let go. So were most of the people that were under Watcher's care. Finally, Rookwood gained control of the rest of V-Voldomort's supporters only to be killed by a watcher when he attacked her charge, so what was left of the group dwindled into nothing. Now, only a random scattering of them are left, so I am safe to go as I please," Ron finally took a breath. He looked around at his family. "Where's George?" he asked.

"O, um, he's with his fiancee at some ball thing. You should meet her, she's a hoot. Now, how do you know all this?" Molly asked.

-POP- -POP-

"My God that was hilarious! When he keeled, I almost had a heartatta-" everyone heard a woman laugh, and the turned around to see George walk into the kitchen with a very drunk woman on his arm. He looked surprised to see everyone, but when his eyes landed on Ron, he ran to hug him.

"Ron! What in bloody hell is going on!?" he asked as he pulled away.

Everyone was looking at Ron, who was looking at the woman George came in with. "Liz, Elizabeth Caldwell?" he asked as he carefully walked towards her.

She narrowed her eyes, "Nooo, Kylier Bennington, only one person called me Liz, and you look nothing like him."

Ron laughed, and Kylier smiled. "Brian Smith, YOU'RE A WEASLEY? HOLY FUCK! I LIVED WITH YOU FOR TWO AND A HALF FRICKIN' YEARS AND YOU DIDN'T MENTION YOU WERE A WEASLEY!" She sat back and rubbed her temples. "That's why they took me off, no wonder," she mumbled.

"I'm going out on a limb here, but I'm going to guess you two know each other," Molly said. Ron and Kylier looked at her.

"I was his watcher 7 years ago. He's the reason I came here, this was my first assignment," Kylier looked at him and then to Hermione. "This is Haven's father, no wonder she talks like she does."