To feshnie- The kids from Hogwarts weren't at the wedding. Thanks for reviewing!

Aren't ya glad Ron proposed? It sure took him long enough! Okay, I've set a goal for my story (it sounds strange, I know, but) I want 200 reviews by the end of the story, which, depending on my mood, will be about 2 more chapters, at the least, after this one. I only need 50 more, so if you're reading this, I will love you forever if you review!

Anyway, onto the better rantings...

Hermione and Ron were sitting at the table in their flat. It was two in the morning, and they were going over, for the 100th time, their wedding plans. Ron groaned and put his head in his arms. Hermione sighed and commented, "It's times like this I wish we could just elope."

Ron's head shot up and he got an unusual glint in his eyes. "Do you want to?" he asked.

Hermione's eyes never left the paper she was looking at, "Want what?"

"To elope."

Her looked over at him. "What?"

He flashed her a smile, "You suggested it, now, do you want to?"

"Your mum would kill us."

"Not if we take pictures, look, this is stressful and it sucks majorly. We can snatch Haven, run off somewhere exotic and get married. Think of it as, me trying to make up for 12 years of an absence," he added as he scooted his chair closer to hers.

She scooted hers away, "Ron, don't tempt me, I'm running on no sleep, don't do this."

"Why not?" he said as he scooted closer to her.

In a frugal attempt to escape, her chair toppled over, and she landed smack on her bum. She continued to scoot away from him, and he jumped out of his chair and scooped her up. "Why not?" he asked again. He was now holding her now, looking into her eyes. She avoided his gaze, and in an act of frustration, he set her on the kitchen counter. He tilted her chin to meet his gaze, and once again, repeated his question. "Why not Mione?"

She gave up, her shoulders slumping, "Because it's an excellent idea and I think we should go now." She sighed heavily and shook her head, "Your mum is still going to kill us."

He kissed her forehead and lifted her chin again, "We'll just take a bunch of pictures and hopefully she'll just ground us." He smiled and turned to go to the bedroom.

"Are you leaving me alone?" she called after him as she hopped off the counter and followed him.

He turned to face her, "We have to pack, and then get Haven from Mum's. It shouldn't be too hard, Mum sleeps pretty soundly."

After 10 minutes of hastily packing, they quickly flooed over to the Burrow. Ron began to bound up the stairs, but Hermione grabbed his hand. "Hush, you'll wake everyone up!" she whispered as the continued up the stairs.

He squeezed her hand, "I can't wait."

They arrived at Haven's room, which was Ron's old room. She was the only one with their own room, considering she didn't have siblings.

Not yet at least, Hermione thought with a smile. But she'll have one in nine months. Hermione had taken the test yesterday, and it was positive. She hadn't told anyone, but hey, it'd be a great conversation starter.

She turned the doorknob carefully, surprised to see Haven sitting at the window. She craned her head at the noise of the door opening, and seemed surprised to see her parents standing in the doorway. She smiled and ran to them. "What are you guys doing here?" she asked.

"We're kidnaping you!" Ron told her as he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. She giggled. They made their way down the stairs, and successfully out the door. "Where are we going again?" Ron asked.

Hermione sighed, "Hawaii, remember?"

-Three Days Later-

"Haven, you go in first, Mum won't kill you," Ron said as he gently pushed her into the Burrow.

"Like bloody hell I will! You've been dead once, and ya can't die again can ya?" Haven whined as she hid behind Hermione.

Hermione sighed, "You two, give me the pictures and I'll go in first." Haven handed her a stack of photographs, and slowly opened the front door. She peered in, hoping no one was inside, but was met with no such luck.

"Hermione!" George shouted.

"Haven't seen you in ages!" Fred yelled.

"Have you been hiding from us?" George asked.

Hermione laughed and stepped inside, Haven and Ron following her. Molly entered the family room at the mention of Hermione's name. "Where in the world have you three been?" she asked as she put her hands on her hips.

"Well, mum, grandmums, I'm going to go somewhere else, bye!" Haven said as she quickly exited the room. Ron's ears began to turn red, and Molly took that as a sign.

"What did you two do?" she asked.

"Nothing mum, we're innocent!" Fred and George yelled as they stood up quickly.

Molly glared at them, "Not you two, those two," she pointed at Ron and Hermione. They exchanged guilty glances. "What did you do?" It was then that she got a look at Hermione's hand. She gasped, "You got MARRIED?"

Fred and George looked at each other before grinning like madmen, "Way to go Ronniekens!"

Ron glared at them, but this had no effect on their smiles. Molly looked outraged. "We went through all that work, setting a date, picking out the flowers, napkins, all that work and you just go off and get married?! I can't believe how inconsiderate you two were..."

"Molly," Hermione cut her off, "We did bring pictures."

Molly's anger seemed to disappear as she grabbed the photos. "Oooh, these are gorgeous!" she squealed.

"Nice save," Ron whispered to Hermione. She sighed.

"Guys, o my god," Angelina exclaimed as she ran into the living room, "Kylier's water broke. We need to get her to the hospital."

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They're married!!!! Plz review and I will love you forever and ever and ever! :)