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Sorry for the typo in the last chapter, it was supposed to be Chelsea instead of Hermione (if you catch that mistake).
Here we go...
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You said what now!
It's 7:30 Sunday morning. Chelsea Potter woke up and starred into the ceiling, and then turned her green eyes to the red-headed guy lying next to her. She turned to him and studied his face. His freckles gave him that boyish look. His closed eyelids are sort of pink-ish. His slightly red lips are...kissable. Chelsea beamed and ran her hand through Ron's fiery red hair. Very soft, she thought.
Maybe it was Chelsea's hand stroking or starring that made Ron slightly move. His eyes crinkled and opened slowly. Chelsea smiled at him, and he said, "Morning, sunshine." Ron gave her a crooked little smile.
"Were you starring at me?" Ron asked, puzzled.
"No, I was studying your facial features," replied Chelsea.
"Yeah? So, what have you learned so far?"
"That you have cute little freckles, attractive eyes, incredibly soft hair, and very kissable lips," replied Chelsea, emphasizing the word very.
"Well, I'm honored to be studied by you, Miss Potter. Would you like to see if these lips are really kissable?" grinned Ron
"I would love to, Mr. Weasley," said Chelsea, thus kissing Ron on the lips. She giggled in between the kiss.
After awhile of kissing, they pulled apart.
"What time is it?" asked Ron. Chelsea turned to her night stand and checked her alarm clock which was turned off.
"7:45" she said shortly.
"We're morning people, aren't we?" chuckled Ron.
"Yeah, so is Harry," replied Chelsea.
"How? I mean, how is that possible? I mean, I know you guys are twins and all, but-" asked Ron puzzled.
"Fraternal twins, yes, and we're just a lot alike. We're both morning people, we eat ice cream in the middle of the night when we're nervous, and just things like that," explained Chelsea.
"And finish each other's sentences." added Ron.
"That too."
They chatted for about some minutes, and decided to go out for doughnuts and coffee. Chelsea put on her jeans and grey sweatshirt and sneakers, then tied her hair up in a ponytail. Ron put on his baseball cap (A/N: Sorry, I know they don't do baseball there, but...yeah.) And his white sweatshirt and his khaki shorts. They had to walk for about three blocks to reach Dunkin's Doughnuts. They finished their coffee and doughnuts there, and decided to bring some for Harry and Hermione.
By 9:00 they reached their flat to find Harry checking the Daily Prophets in the kitchen island and Hermione making pancakes on the stove.
"Hey guys," greet Chelsea as she walked in.
"Morning," said Hermione.
"Hey. Where were you two?" asked Harry. Ron lifted up the Dunkin' Doughnut's bag and Harry nodded.
"We got you some coffee and doughnuts," said Ron.
"Thanks, Ron," replied Hermione. Chelsea caught a glimpse of the silver ring on
Hermione's left hand which was holding the spatula. She hurried to Hermione and lifted up her hand to see it clearly.
"What's this?" Chelsea asked Hermione and Harry. Ron closed the pantry and all eyes except for Harry's were on Hermione's ring.
"That's a ring, Chels," replied Harry in a calm voice, as if nothing had happened.
"I know that! I mean, what's this ring doing in her left finger?" she asked again
"Um..." Harry started, looking at Hermione, giving her a you-tell-her look. Hermione shook
her head.
"Is there something that you're not telling us?" asked Ron, puzzled.
"Well, uh, Chels, Ron, last...last..um, night, I, uh...asked...Hermione to um...uh..." started Harry.
"HE ASKED ME IF I WOULD MARRY HIM!" Hermione screeched. She could not stand Harry's stuttering.
Chelsea and Ron's eyes widened. The next second, Chelsea flung her arms to Hermione, hugging her.
"Oh my gosh! You're gonna be my sister in law! Oh my God! Congratulations! This is great!" said Chelsea excitedly.
Ron gave Harry a brotherly hug and congratulated him. After, Chelsea hugged Harry.
"Harry, you're getting married! My gosh, you're getting married! I'm so proud of you! Congratulations!" exclaimed Chelsea.
"Thanks, Chels," replied Harry.
After all of the hugs and kisses, they sat down for breakfast. Ron and Chelsea did not eat, since they already ate at Dunkin's Doughnuts.
"So, did you tell Mum and Dad?" asked Chelsea.
"Not yet. But we will," said Harry.
"Today?" asked Ron.
"Yeah." answered Hermione.
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The four apparated to the Potters' house. After all of the greetings, hugs, and kisses, the family, Ron, and Hermione sat down for dinner. They chatted throughout the entire dinner, and the fun added up when Sirius apparated in.
After dinner, all gathered up in the living room. Harry took Hermione's hand and called everyone together.
"Um, everybody, I-actually we, have an announcement to make," began Harry.
"Hermione's pregnant!" exclaimed Lily with a worried cast set on her face.
"No, no, Mum, no," Chelsea said calmly, calming her mother down.
"Oh, good," sighed Lily.
"Go on, Harry, Hermione," said James.
"Thanks, Dad. Anyway, I asked Hermione to marry me last night," started Harry.
"And I said yes!" exclaimed Hermione happily, showing off her ring.
Lily was definitely surprised by the news. James and Sirius gave Harry and Hermione hugs
in turns, but Lily just stood, looking at her one and only son and his fiancé.
"Mum? Are you okay? Where's my hug?" asked Harry, still with a smile on his face.
"You...you're getting married? You both are only 18! Hermione's still 17!" exclaimed Lily.
Everyone was taken aback by this. Harry's face began to grow red.
"Lily, honey," started James, putting his arms around Lily to calm her down.
"James, they're only 18 and 17! They're not ready for marriage! They have no real jobs! How are they going to start a family at such a young age?" exclaimed Lily, outraged.
"We're in training, Mum! You and Dad got married when you were out age! How did you and Dad manage to start a family at that age?" shot Harry to his mother angrily.
"Harry, calm down," said Hermione, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, there's no need to raise your voice to your mother!" barked James. Harry took
Hermione's hand and apparated out of the place. Lily fell down and sat on the couch and started sobbing. Chelsea, Ron, James, and Sirius came to her rescue.
"Mum, calm down, Mum," said Chelsea, giving her mother a hug.
"Lily, darling, please, don't cry, Lily," started James, kissing her temple.
"Lils, stop crying, please, Lils, stop," tried Sirius.
"Mrs. Potter, I'm going to go talk to Harry, don't worry," said Ron.
"He hates me! I'm the worst mother alive!" shrieked Lily, sobbing uncontrollably.
"No, Mum, you're the greatest, you're just upset," said Chelsea.
"Yeah Mrs. P, Harry's just shocked, that's all, he didn't mean it..." said Ron.
"They're too young! They're barely out of the house!" sobbed Lily.
"Here, sweetheart, drink up, drink up," said James. He hurried out of the kitchen with
some Calming Drought. Lily drank and withing seconds she was calm. James wiped her tears from her cheeks.
"Are you okay, Mrs. P?" asked Ron concernedly.
"I'm fine, Ron, thank you." replied Ron.
"Good," said Sirius.
"I think I should go apologize, I mean, we were, eighteen when we got married, and Hermione's a darling girl for Harry," said Lily, after she considered pensively.
"Good, then. We'll go tomorrow," said Sirius.
"No, we'll go now," stated Lily lucidly.
"Now?" asked Sirius.
"Right now," said Lily. They grabbed their jackets and with five pops they were all at Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Chelsea's kitchen.
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