A/N: Hiya, I do not own any of J.K's characters (just their children). So
don't sue.
Beta's note: The children's names were found in other books and the American Dictionary of Baby Names. ALL OF THEM ARE REAL NAMES! Thank you.
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The next day, a gray, drizzling Saturday, Hermione sat at her kitchen table rereading the part of her book that she'd recently written and attempting to eat breakfast. She would have succeeded in eating her pancakes, but of course who wants to eat pancakes with a letter in the middle of them. Hermione looked above her head to see six owls hovering over her. One of the owls, which very much resembled the late Errol Weasley, had dropped his letter onto Hermione's uneaten pancake.
Hermione smiled, her popularity must have skyrocketed over night. She removed her letter from her pancake, took the one from Hedwig, one from each Chocolate and Vanilla (Fred and Angelina's and George and Alicia's owls), a letter form Starlight (Luna and Neville's owl), and Mocha (Remus and Tonks's owl) waited patiently for Hermione to take her letter. After a little water, the six owls flew back to their owners.
"Hmm... I wonder what they want," Hermione thought, tearing the envelope of Mrs. Weasley's letter.
Dear Hermione,
How are you and the children? I hope they are doing well. From what Arthur's told me, though, is that you are having trouble putting them to sleep. Next time you have problems please call me, not Arthur.
Love,
Molly Hermione quirked an eyebrow and glanced over toward the den where Ron was finishing some paperwork. She shrugged, deciding she'd ask Ron later, and opened Ginny's letter.
Hermione,
Harry was supposed put OUR son to sleep last night, but he had to leave because your bonehead husband called him over saying it was an emergency. Do you know what he wanted?? FOR HARRY TO PUT YOU'RE CHILDREN TO SLEEP BECAUSE HE COULDN'T!! Harry is my husband! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!! Little advise, don't ask Ron to put the girls to bed any more.
Love,
Ginny Hermione was about to ask Ron what the hell had gone on the night before when she noticed that the envelope for the letter from Tonks was bright red. Without thinking twice she ripped open the envelope. The voice inside screamed:
IF YOU DON'T HAVE A HUSBAND TOMARROW, YOU'LL KNOW WHO TO BLAME!
After putting out the small fire the howler had caused, Hermione grabbed the pile of letters and marched into the den. "RONALD WEASLEY!" She screamed, "Your had better write apologies to all of these people!"
"Why? I didn't do anything!" Hermione gave him that look that said he'd better start talking or she'd start slapping. "It was all the girls fault!" He claimed.
The twins looked up at their mommy from the playpen with their cute little baby eyes. "Sure, Ron. It was all their fault that their daddy is too stupid to ask their mummy to help him!" Ron flinched and nodded very quickly. "Start writing!" She yelled as she threw pieces of parchment and a quill at him.
"Yes ma'm." As Hermione walked into the other room Ron muttered to him self curses against all his friend wives. Starting with Ginny.
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Later
Dear Ginny,
You suck. Who are you calling a bonehead you dunderhead! Blah blah blah sorry for stealing Harry blah blah blah.
Ron
Dear Mum,
Sorry for stealing dad. Hope you weren't busy.
Ron
Dear Tonks,
I would prefer to live, but thank you for the offer. Sorry for stealing Remus, even though it was only for, like, three seconds. Get some sleep woman. No offence.
Ron
Dear Angelina and Alicia,
Why oh why did you marry them? Sorry for taking them away from my oh so loving sister-in-laws last night for three point two seconds!
Ron
Dear Luna,
Please quit singing that song. Sorry for taking Neville. Don't kill him he's too young to die!
Ron
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Even Later
Ron threw five sealed envelops on the kitchen table in front of Hermione. "There. Are you happy?"
"Yes," she said with a satisfied smirk.
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& The Next Day (Lunch Time)
Ron and Hermione were sitting at the table with the twins in their highchairs, when there was two loud cracks from the other room. Five seconds later Ginny was in the kitchen and Harry was leaning against the doorframe looking very scared.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DUNDER HEAD, YOU JACKASS!!!!!!!!!" Ginny screamed at her older brother as Hermione picked up the girls and walked out of the room.
Harry mumbled a small sorry to her as she passed him and she gave a weak smile. After she was out of the room Harry held up a small poll like figure in a package which Ron recognized from the bathroom. It was a tampon. 'Ginny is PMSing,' Ron thought to himself as Harry lowered the tampon.
He was about to open his mouth to reply to, but he was cut short due to the fist that was being thrust into his eye.
Ginny stood up, wiped off her hands, and sighed. "I feel better now," she said. She walked towards the door, grabbed Harry's arm, and the two disapparated.
Ron picked himself off the floor. "And to think, that poor man has to live with her." Ron, then, staggered over to a mirror to inspect the damage. He wasn't too shocked when he saw a lovely purplish shiner on his right eye.
A moment later, Hermione and the girls re-entered the kitchen. She took one look at Ron and shook her head. "I told you not to mess with your sister when she's PMSing," she stated.
"How was I supposed to know that it was her week with 'Martha'? And, no you didn't," Ron pouted.
"Well, I should have."
A/N Well that's it! Sorry if its a little short! Hope you liked it! Buh byes!
Beta's note: The children's names were found in other books and the American Dictionary of Baby Names. ALL OF THEM ARE REAL NAMES! Thank you.
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The next day, a gray, drizzling Saturday, Hermione sat at her kitchen table rereading the part of her book that she'd recently written and attempting to eat breakfast. She would have succeeded in eating her pancakes, but of course who wants to eat pancakes with a letter in the middle of them. Hermione looked above her head to see six owls hovering over her. One of the owls, which very much resembled the late Errol Weasley, had dropped his letter onto Hermione's uneaten pancake.
Hermione smiled, her popularity must have skyrocketed over night. She removed her letter from her pancake, took the one from Hedwig, one from each Chocolate and Vanilla (Fred and Angelina's and George and Alicia's owls), a letter form Starlight (Luna and Neville's owl), and Mocha (Remus and Tonks's owl) waited patiently for Hermione to take her letter. After a little water, the six owls flew back to their owners.
"Hmm... I wonder what they want," Hermione thought, tearing the envelope of Mrs. Weasley's letter.
Dear Hermione,
How are you and the children? I hope they are doing well. From what Arthur's told me, though, is that you are having trouble putting them to sleep. Next time you have problems please call me, not Arthur.
Love,
Molly Hermione quirked an eyebrow and glanced over toward the den where Ron was finishing some paperwork. She shrugged, deciding she'd ask Ron later, and opened Ginny's letter.
Hermione,
Harry was supposed put OUR son to sleep last night, but he had to leave because your bonehead husband called him over saying it was an emergency. Do you know what he wanted?? FOR HARRY TO PUT YOU'RE CHILDREN TO SLEEP BECAUSE HE COULDN'T!! Harry is my husband! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!! Little advise, don't ask Ron to put the girls to bed any more.
Love,
Ginny Hermione was about to ask Ron what the hell had gone on the night before when she noticed that the envelope for the letter from Tonks was bright red. Without thinking twice she ripped open the envelope. The voice inside screamed:
IF YOU DON'T HAVE A HUSBAND TOMARROW, YOU'LL KNOW WHO TO BLAME!
After putting out the small fire the howler had caused, Hermione grabbed the pile of letters and marched into the den. "RONALD WEASLEY!" She screamed, "Your had better write apologies to all of these people!"
"Why? I didn't do anything!" Hermione gave him that look that said he'd better start talking or she'd start slapping. "It was all the girls fault!" He claimed.
The twins looked up at their mommy from the playpen with their cute little baby eyes. "Sure, Ron. It was all their fault that their daddy is too stupid to ask their mummy to help him!" Ron flinched and nodded very quickly. "Start writing!" She yelled as she threw pieces of parchment and a quill at him.
"Yes ma'm." As Hermione walked into the other room Ron muttered to him self curses against all his friend wives. Starting with Ginny.
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Later
Dear Ginny,
You suck. Who are you calling a bonehead you dunderhead! Blah blah blah sorry for stealing Harry blah blah blah.
Ron
Dear Mum,
Sorry for stealing dad. Hope you weren't busy.
Ron
Dear Tonks,
I would prefer to live, but thank you for the offer. Sorry for stealing Remus, even though it was only for, like, three seconds. Get some sleep woman. No offence.
Ron
Dear Angelina and Alicia,
Why oh why did you marry them? Sorry for taking them away from my oh so loving sister-in-laws last night for three point two seconds!
Ron
Dear Luna,
Please quit singing that song. Sorry for taking Neville. Don't kill him he's too young to die!
Ron
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Even Later
Ron threw five sealed envelops on the kitchen table in front of Hermione. "There. Are you happy?"
"Yes," she said with a satisfied smirk.
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& The Next Day (Lunch Time)
Ron and Hermione were sitting at the table with the twins in their highchairs, when there was two loud cracks from the other room. Five seconds later Ginny was in the kitchen and Harry was leaning against the doorframe looking very scared.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DUNDER HEAD, YOU JACKASS!!!!!!!!!" Ginny screamed at her older brother as Hermione picked up the girls and walked out of the room.
Harry mumbled a small sorry to her as she passed him and she gave a weak smile. After she was out of the room Harry held up a small poll like figure in a package which Ron recognized from the bathroom. It was a tampon. 'Ginny is PMSing,' Ron thought to himself as Harry lowered the tampon.
He was about to open his mouth to reply to, but he was cut short due to the fist that was being thrust into his eye.
Ginny stood up, wiped off her hands, and sighed. "I feel better now," she said. She walked towards the door, grabbed Harry's arm, and the two disapparated.
Ron picked himself off the floor. "And to think, that poor man has to live with her." Ron, then, staggered over to a mirror to inspect the damage. He wasn't too shocked when he saw a lovely purplish shiner on his right eye.
A moment later, Hermione and the girls re-entered the kitchen. She took one look at Ron and shook her head. "I told you not to mess with your sister when she's PMSing," she stated.
"How was I supposed to know that it was her week with 'Martha'? And, no you didn't," Ron pouted.
"Well, I should have."
A/N Well that's it! Sorry if its a little short! Hope you liked it! Buh byes!