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"Wow, I can't believe that I'm going to be an uncle!" Ron said to Hermione while he changed into his pajamas. "A double uncle! I wonder what they will name them. How does Ronald Junior sound?"
Hermione slipped on a pair of boxer shorts and a sports bra, her usual nighttime wear. "Lovely. But don't you think that Ginny and Harry ought to decide the names?" She smiled and snuggled next to him in the bed.
"I suppose. Hermione?" He said.
"Mmmmmm?" Hermione nestled her face into the crook of his neck.
"Well...er...do you think that maybe we might have children someday?"
"Mmmmm...well, we aren't even married yet. Maybe we should wait. I have a feeling that your mum will be too busy for the next few months to plan another wedding."
"I love you." He whispered, half asleep.
"Mmmmm... good night." She murmured and her mind gave in to slumber.
The next morning Hermione dressed in short white shorts and a white tank top, and then walked down to the kitchen. Ginny, Harry, Fred, Alicia, George, Angelina, Charlie, Bill, and Ron sat around the table eating toast and kippers.
"Hullo, My-Own." Ron said, kissing her on the cheek. "Today we are going up the hill to play some Quidditch. I don't suppose you want to join us?" Hermione shook her head. Quidditch was never her thing. Instead she grabbed the book she was reading, Which Witch? This Witch, and went down by the creek to read. She relaxed to the sounds of water rushing and birds singing. The book enclosed her in a different world, where she forgot about Bill, Fleur, and Ron. Hours passed when finally a voice interrupted her rest.
"Wow, that was the most fun I've had since I played at Hogwarts." Ginny sat down next to her, all sweaty.
"Hullo. I'm glad you had fun." Hermione smiled at her friend.
"Er...Hermione? Could I ask you something that has been bothering me for a long while?" Ginny inquired meekly.
"Of course, Gin! You know that you are one of my best friends!" Hermione sounded surprised.
"Well, do you remember that summer before my fifth year? You told me that you fancied Bill. We never got to talk about it after that one conversation. What made you decide to go out with Ron?"
Hermione stared at her confidant for a moment. She did remember that summer. Although Ginny knew that Hermione had liked Bill, she didn't know what went on between them that summer. No one but Fleur did. "I...." Hermione chose her words carefully, because Ginny was very good at reading her thoughts. "Ron is so nice and sweet. I really like him a lot. I was just infatuated with Bill."
"So you don't fancy him anymore?" Ginny asked.
"Bill is getting married, and I am with Ron. I haven't thought about Bill since that summer." Hermione lied. She felt guilty about lying to Ginny, but she didn't want to cause any trouble.
"Okay. Oh, Hermione, I am so happy to be here with you again. It will be like the old days!" Ginny said excitedly. "We can go for walks, picnics, and also I want to pick out baby clothes! You can help me!" Ginny quickly forgot Bill, but he remained in the back of Hermione's head.
Does anyone know what kippers are? I put them in because my e-mail friend from England said that they eat them a lot. As she would say "I haven't a bloody clue" what they are. Are they like grits?
Well, that is chapter five. Do you like it? I suck at English from England so please keep in mind that I am from Florida, where we speak completely differently. I am trying to make this sound authentic.