Ron watched his very pregnant wife waddle around the kitchen, her face glazed with tiredness. At eight and a half months pregnant, Hermione got very little sleep, and was getting more and more restless. Ron, on the other hand, was getting very excited; as were the three children they already had. Ron chuckled and wrapped his arms around Hermione's shoulders from behind, placing a kiss on her temple.
"They're obviously your children, Ronald," Hermione sighed about the twins growing in her stomach, leaning against her husband's chest, "They're driving me up the wall arguing all the time. I constantly have a foot or elbow in my side."
Ron reached down with a hand and lovingly rubbed her stomach, wincing in sympathy when he felt a foot push back against his hand. But despite the stabbing pains, Hermione was growing tired, and didn't protest when her husband led her to the couch and laid her down. She smiled when he kissed her forehead and drifted off into an exhausted sleep. Ron watched her sleep for a few minutes before, getting up and gathering his three children to bring to their grandmother's.
"But I want to stay with you and mummy!" His daughter Cassandra, now five, pouted, her hand gripping his as they walked the short distance between the houses.
Ron scooped her into his arms and let his youngest son William, at seven years old, climb onto his back and wrapping an arm around his oldest son Arthur at nine years old.
"I know darling, but it won't be for long. And just think; you're going to have two new babies to play with when you get home." Ron laughed when his oldest made a face at the idea of more siblings.
But once they arrived at The Burrow, Ron was holding back tears just as much as his children were. Molly assured her son that they would be fine, then kissed his cheek and sent him on his way. The entire walk back to his house, Ron thought of the day he fell in love with Hermione. It was the first day of school, on the train. She had opened the compartment door and had asked if he or Harry had seen Neville's toad, and his heart had stopped. Of course, being an eleven-year boy, he had thought that it was disgust at first. But when he had heard her scream in the girl's toilet that first Halloween, and had seen her huddled away from the foul smelling troll he had realized that he had a crush the size of England on the bushy haired know-it-all. That crush had developed into all out love that grew everyday.
"Any trouble with the kids?" He heard her voice before he spotted her, sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch.
Ron shook his head, unable to speak past the lump in his throat at the thought of her in trouble with the troll. He had been afraid to lose her. He was watching her when her face suddenly paled and she gasped. He rushed to her side, and worriedly asked what was wrong. With a shaky smile, she looked up at him.
"I think maybe you should get Ginny and Harry," She laughed softly, her eyes bright, "because my water just broke."
Ron eeped and apparated to his sister and best mate's apartment, then the three of them hurried back to Ron and 'Mione's. Ginny ushered Hermione to her room, and the two boys were locked out.
"Good thing Gin and I took Conan to Mum's this morning." Harry grinned, then laughed when he realized that Ron was pacing, "Calm down Ron, Hermione's done this three times already, she's a pro by now!"
"Yes, but never two at once! What if something goes wrong?" Ron plopped down on the couch with Harry and sighed worriedly.
Hours later, two healthy wails filled the house and Ron grinned lopsidedly. Harry patted his back and the two bounded up the stairs to meet to newcomers to their already quite large family. Hermione was sitting in bed, propped against some pillows. Her hair was matted to her face, and her cheeks were red from the exertion. In each arm she nestled a baby. Ron sat next to her and gazed lovingly at his wife and new children.
"One of each," Hermione whispered, allowing Ron to take the little boy and cradle him, "So we now have three boys, and two girls. What shall we name them love?"
Ron looked down at the tiny face of his new son, then of his new daughter, and thought. He grinned and kissed the tip of his wife's nose.
"How about Amy and Adam?" He said softly, his eyes sparkling.
Hermione nodded her agreement, and let Ron take Amy from her so she could lie down. With Harry and Ginny's help, Ron put the twins in their cribs. Afterwards, Harry and Ginny went to the Burrow to share the good news, and Ron sat and watched his wife and children sleep. To him, this was paradise. It only got better when he heard his three other children coming up the road, their excited laughter ringing in the sky.
Through out the years, Ron and Hermione had two more children: Aaron and Elizabeth. The seven children grew up with a loving family. They all loved chess, and were very good at it, and to read. They were close to each other, and grew closer with each passing day.
AN: Hi there!!!! Savanna Maxwell here!!! Sorry this chapter is so short.... I swear I'm almost done the next chapter!!!! Anyway, the rest of the story is about Cassandra when she starts at Hogwarts with her cousin Conan Potter, Ginny and Harry's oldest. One of these days I'll get the family tree up so it won't be as confusing...... Anyway, reviews are always welcome, they're what keep me writing!!!! Luv always, Vanna
"They're obviously your children, Ronald," Hermione sighed about the twins growing in her stomach, leaning against her husband's chest, "They're driving me up the wall arguing all the time. I constantly have a foot or elbow in my side."
Ron reached down with a hand and lovingly rubbed her stomach, wincing in sympathy when he felt a foot push back against his hand. But despite the stabbing pains, Hermione was growing tired, and didn't protest when her husband led her to the couch and laid her down. She smiled when he kissed her forehead and drifted off into an exhausted sleep. Ron watched her sleep for a few minutes before, getting up and gathering his three children to bring to their grandmother's.
"But I want to stay with you and mummy!" His daughter Cassandra, now five, pouted, her hand gripping his as they walked the short distance between the houses.
Ron scooped her into his arms and let his youngest son William, at seven years old, climb onto his back and wrapping an arm around his oldest son Arthur at nine years old.
"I know darling, but it won't be for long. And just think; you're going to have two new babies to play with when you get home." Ron laughed when his oldest made a face at the idea of more siblings.
But once they arrived at The Burrow, Ron was holding back tears just as much as his children were. Molly assured her son that they would be fine, then kissed his cheek and sent him on his way. The entire walk back to his house, Ron thought of the day he fell in love with Hermione. It was the first day of school, on the train. She had opened the compartment door and had asked if he or Harry had seen Neville's toad, and his heart had stopped. Of course, being an eleven-year boy, he had thought that it was disgust at first. But when he had heard her scream in the girl's toilet that first Halloween, and had seen her huddled away from the foul smelling troll he had realized that he had a crush the size of England on the bushy haired know-it-all. That crush had developed into all out love that grew everyday.
"Any trouble with the kids?" He heard her voice before he spotted her, sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch.
Ron shook his head, unable to speak past the lump in his throat at the thought of her in trouble with the troll. He had been afraid to lose her. He was watching her when her face suddenly paled and she gasped. He rushed to her side, and worriedly asked what was wrong. With a shaky smile, she looked up at him.
"I think maybe you should get Ginny and Harry," She laughed softly, her eyes bright, "because my water just broke."
Ron eeped and apparated to his sister and best mate's apartment, then the three of them hurried back to Ron and 'Mione's. Ginny ushered Hermione to her room, and the two boys were locked out.
"Good thing Gin and I took Conan to Mum's this morning." Harry grinned, then laughed when he realized that Ron was pacing, "Calm down Ron, Hermione's done this three times already, she's a pro by now!"
"Yes, but never two at once! What if something goes wrong?" Ron plopped down on the couch with Harry and sighed worriedly.
Hours later, two healthy wails filled the house and Ron grinned lopsidedly. Harry patted his back and the two bounded up the stairs to meet to newcomers to their already quite large family. Hermione was sitting in bed, propped against some pillows. Her hair was matted to her face, and her cheeks were red from the exertion. In each arm she nestled a baby. Ron sat next to her and gazed lovingly at his wife and new children.
"One of each," Hermione whispered, allowing Ron to take the little boy and cradle him, "So we now have three boys, and two girls. What shall we name them love?"
Ron looked down at the tiny face of his new son, then of his new daughter, and thought. He grinned and kissed the tip of his wife's nose.
"How about Amy and Adam?" He said softly, his eyes sparkling.
Hermione nodded her agreement, and let Ron take Amy from her so she could lie down. With Harry and Ginny's help, Ron put the twins in their cribs. Afterwards, Harry and Ginny went to the Burrow to share the good news, and Ron sat and watched his wife and children sleep. To him, this was paradise. It only got better when he heard his three other children coming up the road, their excited laughter ringing in the sky.
Through out the years, Ron and Hermione had two more children: Aaron and Elizabeth. The seven children grew up with a loving family. They all loved chess, and were very good at it, and to read. They were close to each other, and grew closer with each passing day.
AN: Hi there!!!! Savanna Maxwell here!!! Sorry this chapter is so short.... I swear I'm almost done the next chapter!!!! Anyway, the rest of the story is about Cassandra when she starts at Hogwarts with her cousin Conan Potter, Ginny and Harry's oldest. One of these days I'll get the family tree up so it won't be as confusing...... Anyway, reviews are always welcome, they're what keep me writing!!!! Luv always, Vanna