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"Y-your daughter, Hermione?" Mr. Weasley asked. He was the only one able to permit speech right now.

Hermione could only nod. Everyone was looking at her, what could she do? All of a sudden she was bombarded with… hugs. Not questions about Joan or where she had been or even, as she had sadly thought, words of ridicule.

Her favorite family in the world was hugging her for coming back.

"Hermione, dear, welcome back, we've missed you so much," Mrs. Weasley wept into her shoulder. Hermione looked around her; only the ones she had ever really known were hugging her. Not the other women or children in the room, they were just looking on, she was fine with that. The introductions would have to wait.

After everyone had calmed down Hermione sat on a couch with Joan and looked at Ginny. She was sorry that all the attention was on her, after all Ginny and Harry had come here to tell their family about a soon to be new addition to the family.

Ginny looked back at her and smiled. She understood.

"Alright Hermione," Bill looked at her. "Time for introductions and explanations."

Hermione looked temporarily frightened. Ron, who was sitting next to her, gave her hand a quick squeeze. Everyone else now looked a bit uneasy; who was the father? But first, to Hermione's happiness, the introductions came first.

"Alright, Hermione," Mr. Weasley said with a small smile. "We have lots of people for you to meet."

"Go for it," Hermione replied. Joan was slightly dozing off in her arms; the portkey had really taken a lot out of her.

"Ok," Mr. Weasley started. "Charlie and his wife, Claire. Their two little ones; Sam, she's 3 and Justin, he's 1 and a half. Then there's Bill and Fleur (yes Delacour). Their child David, he's 3 and they have a child on the way."

It was true she was already showing.

"Next to them is Percy and Penelope," Mr. Weasley went on. The couple didn't have a child yet but Penelope looked to be about 4 months pregnant. (I'm just letting you all know that, incase you forgot, Penelope was Percy's GF in the 3rd book I believe. I don't own her at all)

"Then we have," Mr. Weasley continued. "Fred and Angelina, I'm sure you remember her from Hogwarts. They have a small one around here somewhere." Mr. Weasley, and everyone else for that matter, looked around the sitting room looking for a little child.

"Ah, here she is," Mr. Weasley said as he laid his eyes on a little girl not older than Joan. "This is Olivia, she's 5. Next we have George and his wife, Sarah. They have Kate and Jackie, their 5 year old twins and a 2 year old son, Zack. Last but not least, as I'm sure you know, Harry and Ginny have married."

Hermione nodded to everyone new and received a few hugs from the women and the not so shy children. After that all the people in the room looked from her to Joan, waiting for an explanation. Hermione took a deep, steadying breath and Joan sat up.

"Well, as I'm sure you know, this is my daughter Joan. She's 5 years old. I found out I was pregnant with her right after I had to leave. She looks just like her father." Everyone looked at Ron as she said this, knowing how he felt about Hermione and expecting him to look devastated. They all were highly surprised to see he was beaming.

Then it dawned on them, Joan, with her red hair and bright blue eyes. Nearly exactly the same as Ron's, he was the father. It couldn't be anyone else; she looked just like him and he wasn't close to tears at the mention of the father.

Mrs. Weasley jumped up and hugged Ron, Hermione and her new granddaughter. When she sat down Joan got up and walked over to Mr. Weasley.

She looked him in the eye and said quite bluntly, "I've always wondered what a grandpa looked like."

Mr. Weasley was reduced to tears of joy and put his 'new' granddaughter on his lap.

Even though Ron and Hermione weren't married they now had two new members added to the family. And both were welcomed by all with open arms.

"Now," Harry looked at everyone in the room, this was it. "Ginny and I have news for all of you." He took a deep breath and Ginny stood next to him, their hands grasping the others.

"Mum, dad," Ginny looked at them both. "I'm pregnant." At those words the room erupted again. Hugs and handshakes were past around and Mrs. Weasley was crying again with tears of joy. After 10 minutes or so Molly stood up and told everyone that no on was to leave without a meal inside them. They were going to celebrate Hermione's return, Joan's appearance and Ginny's pregnancy.

That night was the best Hermione could ever remember. After, of course, her first time kissing Ron and the day Joan was born. She was welcomed back, with the only question of who Joan was. She was home, her real parents had died and she had graduated from Hogwarts. America was never really home, just were she lived.

Now she was home, that was all she wanted.

Hermione left with Ron that night. They hadn't gone till late, around 10:30. Joan had fallen asleep on floor of what used to be Ginny's room. It was now a play room for all the grandchildren. Hermione was informed of the fate that had befallen her daughter from Kate, or was it Jackie? She'd have to work on names.

As Hermione walked up the many stairs in the Weasley house to retrieve her daughter she stopped to look in on all of the children. Almost all of them were sleeping on what looked like small cots.

Looks like Mr. Weasley got promoted, the twins seem to be doing well in the joke shop business as well, Hermione thought to herself as she knew that with out the extra money they wouldn't be able to afford cots for all the children to sleep on if they got tired.

The ones that were awake were putting together a puzzle quietly in corner. Hermione walked in and quietly picked up the child that belonged to her. She didn't want to wake or disturb the others. She walked out of the room and down into the kitchen.

She and Ron were the first to leave, so the kitchen was full of chattering adults drinking tea when she entered.

"Well," Ron stood up. "We had better be leaving. I think all the traveling has really taken a lot of Joan's energy."

Hermione gave a big yawn. "Hermione's too, for that matter." Everyone chuckled at that while Hermione gave him scowled at him.

Mrs. Weasley was the first to get up to give her youngest son, his… girlfriend? And her granddaughter a hug each.

Hermione and Joan would be staying at Ron's flat, although Hermione wasn't sure what to expect.

They walked out of the Burrow, after many hugs and 'welcome backs'. With Joan held securely in her arms and directions from Ron, she apparated to Ron's home.

Hermione was stunned. Boy was that the understatement of the year.

She was looking up at what she guessed was where Ron lived. It was huge.

How did he afford this? Hermione asked herself and as if reading her thoughts Ron answered.

"Being an Auror gets you REALLY good money," he said, looking very proud of himself.

"What's an Aerer?" Joan asked sleepily.

Ron and Hermione chuckled at her mispronunciation.

"It's Auror, sweetie," Hermione corrected her.

"And an Auror fights and catches bad people," Ron explained in the easiest way to understand.

"Oh," was all Joan could get out before her speech was overtaken by a yawn.

"Bed time," Hermione told her daughter. Joan would have fought her mother on this had she not already been sleeping.

Hermione and Ron walked up the stairs that led to Ron's part of the large building.

As Ron pulled a key out of his pocket Hermione asked, "Why not charm it to lock instead of using a key. If you charm it then no one could ever get in."

"I would," Ron answered. "But the owners of the building have rights to enter my home at any given time if they want. It's safer to just lock it, that way if they want in, they can without getting suspicious.

Hermione nodded in understanding. As they walked into his flat Hermione had to hold back a gasp. It was huge, bigger than the outside led on to be.

"Ron?" She asked.

"To a wizards eyes it's huge. To a muggle's it's like anyone else's. An invisible enlarging charm if you will."

Hermione was too tired to question him on this and just looked at him; silently asking where she and Joan would be sleeping.

"I'll give you a tour tomorrow. Your room is this way, and Joan's is right across from it. Mine is down the hall," Ron explained.

He opened a door to a light pink room with all of Joan's things put away. Off to the left there was a bed close to the ground and covered in a pink bedspread with fairies on it that really glittered. Hermione turned Joan's day clothes into pajamas with the swish of her wand.

After putting Joan to bed Hermione asked where she would be sleeping. She was shown to her 'sleeping quarters' and would have gasped at the beauty of it had she not been so tired. She settled for hugging Ron in thanks.

Her walls were blue; her favorite color and her four-poster bed was a light blue that looked as if it changed shades every now and then. Hermione gave Ron a sweet goodnight kiss and then he left.

She changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed. The sheets were so welcoming that before her head even hit the feather pillow she was fast asleep.

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