RupertGrintKevinClarkObssesor: Heylo! Sorry it took me so long to update, but right now my connection is being retarted so I have nothing else to do. Tee hee. Damn wireless connections. Pshaw. I guess it's a good thing though so I have time to update everything. Okay well on with chapter 4!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter blah blah blah..... or the characters....until I kidnap Ron and stick him under my bed!! Muahahahaha

Miss Grangers Woes Chapter 4:

Dear almost dead piece of parchment,

Woooaaahh....this thing is old! Anyway, lots of things have happened since I last wrote in here. Ron and I married, and we are now expecting our first child! I'm now about 8 and a half months pregnant. I'm also a cow. That's the only thing I don't like about being pregnant. No...wait...there are others.

The morning sickness, the mood changes, the cravings for odd foods, I ate a pickle mushroom mayo ice cream bologna sandwich the other day....I hope our child won't eat things like that....well with Ron's appetite I wouldn't doubt it. Poor kid.

Harry and Ginny have gotten married also. Ginny is expecting her first child too, she's 4 months. Its nice being pregnant at the same time as my best friend. I tell her everything That's going to happen to her and she groans and yells at Harry for doing this to her. Reminds me of my first months of it.

For starters, when Ron found out, he was ecstatic. He was also protective! He wouldn't let me do anything myself! Blimey it was crazy! As you can tell pregnancy has also affected my speech. I've been cussing here and there. Back to the protective part, he wouldn't even let me get up to get a glass of soda! Or put my trainers on myself! Bloody Nora he was mad!

Eventually, he loosened up, thank the lord for Molly. She was EXTREMELY OVERJOYED when we told her. Her first grandchild from her youngest son. She was even more excited with Ginny. Kind of like how my mum was. My parents were both really happy. I'm their only child so I'm their only hope for grandchildren.

Molly and my mum organized a surprise baby shower for me! It was wonderful. I received tons of gifts for the baby. Lots of boy clothes. Ron and I decided to find out the sex of the baby before it is born. It's a boy. No surprise there. I can't wait until he's born. We've got a name picked out and everything;

William Michael Weasley.

Michael after my father. Nice isn't it? We think so.

If we ever have a daughter, I want to name her either Celeste, or Lilliana. Celeste Marie, Lilliana Serenity, are two of the girl names I picked out. I also love the name Kelly.

I fancy a cheeseburger right about now. I'm starving...I've been eating twice my weight lately. I need all the energy I can come up with for childbirth I guess. Ron and I have been going to those muggle lamaze classes. It's quite relaxing actually. Ron thinks it's a load of crap. Who cares what he thinks.

We've decided to have the baby at St.Mungo's. Partially because the craziness of the whole Weasley family stuffed into a muggle hospital. I can imagine Fred and George now.... My parents will be there also, special admittance for parents of muggle borns.

I'm getting more impatient by the minute! This child is taking so long to come! That sounded wrong.....oh Merlin my mind is in the gutter now yeah? It's the hormones. They're screwing with my head!

All in all, I really love being pregnant. Just the feeling that a life that Ron and I created is living inside of me is amazing. As much as I whine and complain, I love every minute of it. I wouldn't give it up for the world.

Oh look, Ron's home. Well I should bid you farewell dear piece of parchment....until next time.

Hermione Weasley

xoxo

Hermione cracked her ink ridden fingers and placed the parchment back into her night stand.

"'Mione? You home, love?" Ron called out. He made his way into the bedroom to see his wife sitting on their bed.

"Hey Ron." Hermione smiled. Ron came over and placed his arms around her.

"How was your day?"

"Eh..you know the ministry, same thing. With my luck that damned git Kinsley will give me an assignment just before the baby is born. Maybe I should take an absence yeah? Only for a few months, until things settle down."

"No, no, no I wont have it. I'll be here with the baby. Don't get your trousers in a bunch Ron." Hermione smirked.

"But, I want to spend time with him too! You know, some father-son bonding!" Ron pleaded. His lip stuck out from his mouth as he pouted.

"Oh don't give me that look you prat." Hermione slapped his arm playfully. "You know we need the money." Ron frowned.

"A week?" He asked.

"Fine." Ron brightened up and hugged her.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" He kissed her quickly.

"You sound like a lad who's mum just let him stay home from school." Hermione laughed.

"I look young then, yeah?" Ron stroked his chin.

"Oh yes...very young, and very sexy." Hermione said, Ron lifted his eyebrows, and brought her lips to his. All of a sudden, Ron felt a suddle vibration in his pants. Hermione stood up quickly.

"Damn pell cone." Ron said, taking his phone from his pocket.

"Cell phone Ron, cell phone."

"Yea, yea, yea. Hello?" He brought the phone to his ear.

"Oh 'ello Harry. Tonight? The Burrow? Alright. See you there. Bye." Ron hung up.

Hermione sighed and laid on her back. "What time?" She asked.

"Four. We have a few minutes." Ron brought himself on top of his pregnant wife.

"Ron!" She exclaimed, he began to kiss her neck.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley we have to go." Hermione attempted to say seriously, but a giggle eventually came to her lips.

"See? You know you like it." He said into her neck.

"Yes, but we have to get ready. Come on then." Hermione sat up, and Ron followed.

"Good, I'll help you change." He began to unbutton her blouse. Hermione rolled her eyes and got up.

"I have to shower first!" She added.

"Good, I'll help you shower then." He dragged them both into the bathroom and closed the door.

"Ohh!!! Merlin look at you!!!!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed Hermione into a bear hug.

"Yep. Getting bigger every day, yeah?" She replied, returning the hug.

"Oh That's wonderful!!! Getting closer and closer to the big day! You two must be so excited!" She let Hermione go and pulled Ron in.

"Very." He said.

"Your father and everyone else are outside in the yard dear, why don't you go say hello?" Mrs. Weasley said, practically pushing Ron outside.

"Sure, Mum, WOAH!" Ron said, half-tripping out the door. Hermione giggled, and Mrs. Weasley turned back to her with a huge smile on her face.

"Hermione dear, sit down." She pulled out a chair, and Hermione sat politely. Mrs. Weasley left the room. She cam back 5 minutes later with a long velvet box in her hands, and gave it to Hermione. Hermione opened to box to reveal a small silver chain. She looked questionably at her,

"This is the silver Weasley bracelet. It was passed down for many generations, it was given to me when I had Bill from my mother-in-law. All the Weasley boys wear it when their born, and I would like you to have it to have my new grandson wear." Hermione gasped.

"Oh, but I couldn't! Ginny should take it!" Mrs. Weasley placed a hand in front of her face.

"But, Ginny's son or daughter will be a Potter, not a Weasley. Its in tradition to give it to the youngest sons son. And since Ron is my last little boy, his son's will be the ones to wear it." Hermione smiled greatly and took Mrs. Weasley into another bear hug.

"Thank you." Hermione's tear strained cheek, rested on Mrs. Weasley's shoulder.

"No, thank you dear. For making Ronnie so happy." She looked out the window to see Ron playing with Charlie's children. His oldest, Kyle, tumbling on him, and the rest attempting to pin him to the ground. "And giving me more beautiful grandchildren."

Hermione looked up at her and wiped the tears from her face.

"They'll have a wonderful Grandmum." Ron burst into the kitchen, breathless.

"Those little buggers aren't as weak as they let on, yeah?" He saw the tears on Hermione's cheeks and went over to her. "What's wrong love?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Mrs. Weasley nodded at her.

"You too go back outside, the food will be ready in a bit." Ron placed his arms around his wife and lead her outside.

"Hermione! Would ya look at you!" Harry exclaimed and gave her a hug.

"Yep! Big as a house I'm afraid. Don't worry Ginny, you'll be too." Hermione laughed, returning Harry's hug, then moving on to Ginny.

"Oh thanks." She replied, sitting back down and resting her hands on her already bulging tummy. After seeing the Weasley lot, Hermione took a sit next to Ginny.

"So, how much longer?" Harry asked.

"About 2, 3 weeks."

"Excited?" Ginny asked.

"That and nervous." Hermione replied, grabbing on to Ron's hand.

"Everything's going to be fine, love." He brought her hand to his lips. "I'm going to help mum bring out the food." Ron got up and went back inside the house. Hermione shifted herself in the lawn chair, feeling oddly.

"You okay?" Harry asked.

"Yea, just cramps. Damned painful things."

"You want some medicine, love?" Ron asked, coming out with potato salad.

"No, I'm fine. It'll go away." She said with a reassuring smile.

A large crash was heard on the path from the house to the yard. Everyone turned to see Mrs. Weasley with her mouth wide, and her dropped tray of ribs on the floor.

"What's wrong Molly?" Mr. Weasley asked. Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth and pointed to Hermione. Hermione looked puzzled as everyone looked at her. Ron gasped as he looked at her chair.

"'Mione, stay calm."

"I am calm what are you-" Hermione looked down to see her sundress soaking wet.

"Oh Merlin..." She said.

"ARTHUR GET THE CAR! GET THE CAR!" Mrs. Weasley screamed.

"Going!!!!" Mr. Weasley ran into the house.

"Come on, love." Ron grabbed his wife and helped her up from the chair. He lead her into the house, out onto the front lawn, and into the car.

"Her bags!" Ron screamed. Ginny ran onto the lawn.

"Harry will apparate over to your place and get them just go! We'll meet you there!" Ron nodded and Arthur took off into the air. Hemione started to breath deeper and heavier as her contractions began to take effect.

"Ow...ow....OUCH BLOODY HELL!" Hermione screamed.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Mr. Weasley said, flying the car as fast as he could.

"Breathe love, breathe." Ron attempted to calm his wife down.

"I'M BREATHING RON! WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME? YOU DID THIS!" Ron rubbed his temples.

"This is gonna be a long night."

They arrived at St.Mungo's and Hermione was brought into a levitating wheel chair. Ron walked up to the desk.

"Hello, my name is Ron Weasley, this is my wife Hermione Weasley and she's having a baby." Ron said, out of breath for the second time today.

"Right now sir?" The purple haired witch at the desk asked.

"No, In 4 years, YES RIGHT NOW!" Ron screamed impatiently.

"No need to yell sir. Who's your doctor?"

"Doctor Morgan."

"Okay well just fill out these forms please sir." She handed Ron a group of papers and motioned over to a small man. "Gill, bring this woman to room 143, maternity ward please." The small man nodded and grabbed the wheelchair handles.

"I'll see you in a few minutes okay?" Ron said, kissing her quickly. Hermione nodded. The small man started down the hall. Ron grabbed a quill from the desk and began to fill out the mountain of forms.

"Dad, could you call Hermione's parents please? Here's the number." Ron took a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote the number on it.

"No problem. Congratulations son." He patted Ron's back.

"Thanks. See you." He smiled and went back to the forms.

Hermione laid in the hospital bed.

'Thank god those contractions are gone. Thank Merlin for potions....Where in the hell is Ron?' She thought. She sighed and sat back.

Ron ran into the room, noticing that today was not a good day for his lungs. He stood next to the bed and pushed Hermione's bangs out of her face.

"Hey, love. How are you?" He asked.

"Better now, they gave me a potion to reduce the contractions. Sorry for yelling before." She turned red. Ron laughed.

"Its okay. You can be pretty brutal sometimes though." Ron held Hermione's hand and rubbed his fingers against her knuckles.

"Sorry I took so long, the damn brute at the desk was mad I tell you! She kept asking if I spelled my last name wrong, and had a strange assumption that I put the wrong birth date...." Ron looked bewildered. Hermione laughed. Doctor Morgan entered the room and walked to the bed also.

"Hello Hermione! Ready for the big day?"

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess."

"Don't be nervous, everything looks fine. He's just a week early! Eager lad, he is." Dr.Morgan said.

"Reminds me of someone." Hermione squeezed Ron's hand. Ron rolled is eyes.

"How much longer is it going to be?" He asked.

"Well, I don't really know yet, could be a few minutes, or a few hours." Hermione gasped.

"A few hours?" Dr. Morgan nodded.

"This kind of thing is very unpredictable. All depends on the young bloke there." She poked Hermione's stomach. Hermione groaned and leaned back into her pillow.

"Damn bloke also has his fathers stubbornness."

"Enough with the Ron jokes, yeah?" He replied.

"Sorry love, I guess it takes away the pain." Hermione and Dr.Morgan laughed.

"Okay so, if you start getting contractions about 5 minutes apart, call me." The doctor said, patting Hermione's leg and leaving the room.

"I'm glad my pain takes away yours." He pushed the stray hairs from her face and kissed her forehead. She smiled and brought his lips down to hers. He placed his forehead against hers.

"I love you so much." A small blush ran across Hermione's face. Hermione winced as another contraction came. She held onto Ron's hand and gripped it tightly.

"GAH THIS HURTS SO DAMN MUCH!" She screamed. Ron rubbed her knuckles with his thumb and smiled.

"What in the world are you smiling about????" Ron laughed and bent to her ear.

"You're so beautiful do you know that?" Hermione blushed again.

"Ick, I probably look terrible! My hairs all messed up and I'm all sweaty and-"

"But you're giving birth to our child. You could be covered in mud and you'd still be the most beautiful woman in the world." Ron cut her off, and kissed her once more. Hermione's blush increased. Ron backed away as the nurse entered the room.

"Mr. Weasley, your family has arrived. I sent them to the waiting room." The short nurse said.

"Okay thank you." He replied. The nurse nodded and left.

"Alright love, I'm gonna go see everyone, I'll be right back, don't have my baby without me." She giggled.

"I wont." He kissed the back of her hand and went off.

"Ohh I'm gonna be a grandma again! I'm gonna be a grandma again!" Mrs. Weasley sang.

"Mom...please...I think we heard that song in every waiting room for every grandchild." Fred said.

"And you will continue to hear it for the rest of you life as long as you give me more grandchildren!!!"

"What if we don't?" George asked.

"Then I'll have to kill you so you won't be alive to hear it!" Mrs. Weasley went over to Mrs. Granger, who was sitting, twiddling her thumbs in nervousness.

"Don't be nervous dear!" She placed her arm around her shoulder.

"This is one of the most happiest day of your life!! You going to be a grandma!!" Mrs. Granger nodded and wiped her eyes.

"My little girl has really grown up hasn't she?" Mrs. Granger gave up trying to hide her tears.

"Let it all out deary. Its hard I know, when you only have one. See with me, I always had another one to stay young. But now, my youngest boy is having his first child! Next my Ginny.....then, I'll be hysterical." Mrs. Weasley brought up Mrs.Granger's sunken chin.

"Its just that, it seems like yesterday she was four years old and playing with Barbie dolls in her room! And now she's having her own babies...."

"She's grown up to be a beautiful woman and you should be very proud of her." Mrs.Granger smiled.

"I am." The two mothers stood up and gave each other hugs.

"Hey all." Ron walked in the waiting room.

"Hey bro! Congrats!" Fred replied.

"We knew you could do it." George added.

"Oh move you two. MY BOY!! OH MY BABY BOYS HAVING A BABY!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed Ron into a hug.

"Mom....can't....breathe........help..."

"Sorry love. How's Hermione?"

"She's doing great. The doctor says the baby could come any minute now.....or in a couple of hours.." The whole room sighed.

"I know, I know." Mr.Granger walked up to Ron and shook his hand.

"Congratulations." He said, smiling.

"You too grandpa!" They laughed.

"I'm not a grandpa yet. You better get back there are help me become one." Ron nodded and turned around. He stuck two thumbs up into the air and left the room.

Ron walked into the now crowded hospital room, now in panic.

"What happened? 'Mione?" He asked nervously.

"Don't worry Mr. Weasley, your wife just started going into labor. Here, put these on." The nurse gave him long green hospital robes and a mouth mask. He nodded and slipped them over his clothes. When he finished, he put on the mask and walked over to his wife.

"'Mione?" He asked, grabbing onto her hand.

"Oh Ron, thank Merlin you're here. It hurts!!" She strained. Her head pushing against the pillow.

"I know love, don't worry, it'll be over soon." He comforted her and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Okay Mrs. Weasley, your going to have to start pushing." Hermione nodded.

"Mr. Weasley, if you could count to ten for us." Ron did the same, gripping Hermione's hand tighter.

"Ready love?"

"Yes." She said and pushed her chin to his chest.

"1..2...3...4...5..." Hermione screamed in pain as she clenched her leg with her free hand.

"6...7...8...9..." She squeezed Ron's had, making it turn a purplish color. Ron squinted in pain.

"10.." Hermione let out a breath.

"Your doing fine. Now, again. I can almost get the head." Dr. Morgan said.

"You can do this 'Mione." Hermione nodded and resumed her stance.

"1...2...3...4..." She strained harder, face turning that same purplish color as her husband's hand.

"5...6...7...8.."

"I can see it Hermione! A little more!" The doctor exclaimed. Hermione continued to push.

"9...10"

"The heads out!" Hermione sighed in relief, Ron did the same.

"Red hair as expected." The doctor smiled. Ron's face turned a bit crimson, but he shook it off as soon as his wife squeezed his hand harder.

"One more push and this lad's coming out." Ron leaned his head against the side of Hermione's and whispered.

"I love you." Hermione smiled and pushed her head to chest once more.

"1...2...3..4.." Hermione let out an ear piercing yell as her baby was born.

"Here he is!" The doctor held up the baby boy before his parents and placed him on Hermione's abdomen.

"Oh Ron..." Hermione replied, taking her child in her arms. Ron used his free hand to wipe a tear from his eye, staring at his first son. He then bent down and gave her a passionate kiss. They broke apart as the doctor handed Ron scissors. He took them and cut the part of the cord that was indicated. The nurse then took their son to be cleaned and weighed.

"7 pound 9 ounces." She said. Hermione smiled again, not letting it wash off her face. The nurse wrapped the baby in a light blue blanket and topped his head with a blue cap. She handed the small child to Ron. He took him happily and sat down next to Hermione's bed.

"Hey kiddo. I'm your dad. See her?" He pointed to Hermione. "She's your mum. Your gonna have to deal with us for the rest of your life." Hermione laughed.

"He's beautiful..." She said, connecting her lips with Ron's once more.

"He's ours, WilliamMichael Weasley."

RupertGrintKevinClarkObsessed: DONE!! FINISHED! SCORE!!! You don't know how long that chapter took to write. Well actually you do because it took me forever to update. Don't worry, the stories not finished, The next chapter will contain tid-bits of info on the rest of their children and they're adjustment to parenthood. Yes, I will eventually do death. Hope you enjoy!!!!!