Weasley or Granger

Thanks for the support right from the start everyone, you rock! Some people have asked me if Ron and Hermione had consummated their relationship yet (had sex). Well, I want to say no. Yes they are married, but they have also only been together about a month, they've only just shared their first kiss ever, so I don't want to move things to fast for them. If you disagree with me let me know, because I don't know if I'm right in this decision. LOL. I hope you like this chapter!

It was already Monday and there were only five more days until the grand do-over wedding. Ron had finally convinced Hermione to take the rest of the week off work in order to get more done for the wedding. All the extra time thankfully resulted in free time for Hermione. It was about mid-afternoon when Hermione realized she had taken care of all she could today. With a long sigh of relief she pulled a book from the shelf (A Winters Tale, by William Shakespeare), plopped down on the long couch and began to read.

She had been reading for about ten minutes and couldn't help but be amazed that she wasn't interrupted. That is until she heard the sound of loud footsteps coming down the stairs; footsteps that were unmistakably Ron's.

She was right. Nearly two seconds later Ron appeared around the corner with a wide, boyish smile.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked with a small smirk.

Ron blushed slightly and jammed his hands into his pockets.

"Have you noticed anything different around here?" He asked shyly.

Hermione's lips twisted in thought for a moment. "It's quiet," She answered.

"And we're alone…" he added with a large smile as he stepped closer towards her.

"Mum and Ginny have gone dress shopping," He said and took another step. "Dads at work, Harry's just left, and everyone else is out and about," he finished and was now standing right in front of her by the couch.

A large smile tugged at Hermione's lips and she leaned over past Ron to set the book down on the coffee table.

"So," She said. "It's only us?"

Ron nodded and slowly sat down on the couch beside her. He leaned over and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. It was a very rare occasion when Hermione and Ron could sit down together and…well, do stuff. They had both been so busy lately that they didn't have much time for each other, and they were almost never alone. Hermione and Ron had both agreed that there would be no consummating of their relationship while any members of his family were in the house. They had only come to this wise decision after an extremely embarrassing moment when Mrs. Weasley came up to Ron's room to tell them dinner was ready. Hermione hadn't been able to look her mother in law in the eyes for about a week.

The couple was now in full passion mode. Hands wandering and both wearing fewer articles of clothing then they had on ten minutes ago.

"Maybe-we-should go-upstairs," Ron suggested between kisses.

Hermione didn't respond and Ron didn't ask again, the couple didn't seem capable of breaking away from each other.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The sound of a large fist hammering against the Weasley's front door was the thing that finally broke Ron and Hermione apart.

Ron quickly pulled away from a deep kiss. "Bloody hell," He sighed as he lowered his head to rest in the crook of Hermione's neck.

Hermione moved her head to the side before yelling. "Who is it?"

A muffled voice answered back, "Delivery!"

Ron sighed again as he removed himself from Hermione. "Another delivery!"

They had been getting all sorts of packages and mail the last week. Supplies and decorations for the wedding, letters of congratulations, and gifts.

"I'll be right there!" Hermione called as she sat up on the couch and looked around the room quickly.

"Where is my shirt!" She muttered.

When she finally located her shirt, she carelessly threw it back on over her head and headed towards the door.

She opened it and the bright sunlight stung at her eyes.

"'Lo, Miss. We have some packages for you," Said the young delivery wizard at the door. He smiled at her roguishly when he took notice of her disheveled look. Hermione blushed and straightened out her shirt as she ushered two more men in who carried two, large boxes each. They set them down on the kitchen floor.

"What's all this stuff?" Ron asked as he entered the room. Hermione blushed once more as she saw that Ron had not bothered to put HIS shirt back on.

"I think it's the silverware and draperies," She replied. Ron furrowed his brows and frowned at her.

"Draperies!" He spat.

"Yes," Hermione argued. "They're for decoration!"

Ron didn't argue back. They had already fought several times on wedding details. Hermione was planning for a huge, extravagant wedding, while Ron didn't seem too thrilled by this idea. Hermione had then told him that his wedding was the drunken one and this one was hers.

"And the fountain, Miss?" Asked the delivery wizard. Hermione looked out the door and saw the two men holding a large stone fountain that had two angels adorning the top.

"Oh, you can just leave that there out front," She replied. The two wizards set down the heavy statue and the third held out a clipboard for Hermione.

"If you could just sign right here," He said and pointed to a line where her signature should be.

Hermione took the clipboard and quill while Ron stood behind her, staring disgustedly at the fountain. She signed it 'Hermione Granger' and handed it back to the man who smiled.

Hermione smiled in return before thanking the men and closing the door.

When she turned around, Ron was right behind her giving her an odd look.

"Granger?" He asked. It was now Hermione's turn to give him an odd look.

"Weasley?" She said. "don't you think we're close enough to be on first name basis by now?"

Hermione walked past him and started to open the large boxes.

"No," said Ron, frustrated. "I mean, you signed 'Granger'."

"So what?" Hermione responded, not bothering to look up at him.

"So," Ron said with an obvious tone. "Your name is 'Weasley' now."

"Why?" Hermione asked, finally turning to look at him.

"Because you're married to me," He responded.

Hermione shrugged at him and looked annoyed.

"That doesn't mean I have to change my name, I've been Hermione Granger for eighteen years now and I don't feel like changing it," She explained and turned back to her work as if her statement had just settled their argument.

Ron looked over her with suspicion and slowly began to grow angry.

"You just don't want to because you don't like the name Weasley!"

Hermione turned to him once again, this time looking angry and offended.

"That's not why! I just don't think a girl should have to change her name, why can't you change yours?" She snapped.

"YOU!" Ron started to yell, ready to give her a piece of his mind; suddenly, however he stopped to think about it.

"Ron Granger," He stated softly. "It sounds like a superhero name…or a cowboy," He said wistfully.

Hermione smirked. "I'm glad you like it," She said as a matter of fact.

At her words, however, Ron snapped out of it and his anger returned.

"No!" He yelled. "I'm not changing my name!"

"Well, I'm not changing mine," retorted Hermione.

"Fine!" Snapped Ron, red in the face. "We'll both keep our names and our children will just have really stupid long names!"

"Children!" Hermione yelled, not really realizing what they were arguing about, but just focusing on yelling louder than Ron. Suddenly, she comprehended what Ron and just said and her expression softened…slightly.

"You want to have children?" She asked lightly.

"Eventually, Yes!" Ron yelled, still clearly angry.

"Wow," Hermione sighed, no longer focusing on the fight.

"Yeah, and they'll have names like, Alan Granger-Weasley." Spat Ron.

"Alan?" Hermione asked with awe, her eyes misted with unformed tears.

"Elizabeth if it's a girl!" He shouted.

Hermione's heart melted and she smiled widely. Ron was the most adorable man ever!

"I love you!" She stated joyfully as she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Ron froze, not knowing exactly what was going on. One moment they were having a blazing row, the next, she was hugging him. He still didn't understand girls, not one bit.

"Mental," Ron sighed after Hermione released the hug and continued with her boxes.

The argument hadn't been settled, but they rarely were.

They all had a long stressful week ahead of them and Ron decided it would be best not to start up the argument once more. Whatever he had said or done to suddenly make Hermione happy, he liked it. Seeing her happy made him happy. They'd decide names later. Weasley or Granger…it didn't really mater what they were called as long as they were together.

Let me know what you think! Did it stink, was it funny, ect. Can't wait to hear from you!