A/N: I know, I take too long, I'm sorry!

Chapter 3:

"A baby? You're having another baby? Is that even possible at this point?"

Fred broke the awkward silence with this question. It was pretty much what was on all the Weasley kids' minds…but no one wanted to say anything after their mums quarrel with Ron earlier. Who knew what kind of mood she'd be in now.

"Excuse me!" Molly exclaimed indignantly. "I am not old and decrepit yet! I can have another child, thank you very much."

"But there will be quite a gap between Bill and this baby…don't you think?"

"So! What does that have to do with anything?" Molly was getting tired and impatient…not to mention her dignity was ebbing away slowly during the conversation with her kids. Well, she thought to herself, I knew something like this was going to happen, I can't blame them.

"You know what, this baby isn't coming for a while, so why don't we just leave it for now, okay?" Mrs. Weasley decided to calmly end the discussion, it can wait. She thought.

"Yea but how're we…" Ron started off. He stopped mid sentence. Every one knew what he was going to ask. How're we going to pay for the baby? They were already having financial problems as it is, wouldn't adding another Weasley just be adding to the problems? Ron looked around; he could see Ginny, Fred and George nodding their heads at him, telling him to just leave the question.

"Umm…never mind." Ron finished dully.

"What's she playing at having another one?"

"Ron, just shut up and leave mum alone."

"Do you really think she could have another one Ginny? Like Fred said earlier, at this point? Fred you agree with me don't you?"

"Stop being such a prick Ron"

"But Fred, you said it yourself"

"Yeah, but I can say it"

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means that you can't say it Ronald…it was said pretty simply"

"Oh, shut up George."

It was later in the afternoon. The Weasley children were upstairs in the attic discussing the matters that their dear mother felt unnecessary to discuss. The summer heat was pouring in from one of the holes on the roof, beating the already heated discussion.

"Well what am I suppose to tell everyone? How can I tell Harry and Hermione this, its so embarrassing"

"Oh shut up Ron, you're not the one that's pregnant; I don't know why you're acting like such a girl, why are worrying so much?" Ginny replied smartly.

"You just—you don't know anything Ginny. People at school already say things about mum." It was partly true; there was one person in Ron's mind while he was saying this.

"You need to stop worrying about every little that Malfoy says to you Ron."

"I was hardly even thinking of Malfoy thank you very much."

"I've got better things to do than this, so I'm off" Ginny tiredly exclaimed.

Ginny stormed off. She was so mad at Ron. She hated Ron for saying all that stuff, she was so close to cursing him with her famous bat bogey hex, but she really hated Ron because all the stuff he said was true. No matter how mean spirited or cruel hearted the words Ron said in that argument, they were pretty much all true. But, she thought, my parents can do anything they want to.

"Ugh" She involuntarily said out loud as that thought drifted in her mind. "Bad mental images." She murmured off to her bedroom, disgusted with what she had just thought.

Harry,

Got some big news to tell you. I'm telling Hermione too…so don't get any weird thoughts.

My mum's pregnant…yeah weird I know. I know you're just laughing as you read this, but I'm serious.

She is.

Ron

He re read it a good 10 times before Ron decided to crumple it up and throw away the note.

"I'll just tell them in person…"

He was really worried with what Harry and Hermione were going to say when he told them. He was just worried what people would say when they heard. He could just hear Malfoy's evil laughter ringing in his head.

"What? Another one? You've got to be joking me Weasley. Isn't there enough Weasleys befouling the world already?"

Yeah, that's what Malfoy would say to him. Except probably not with using the word befouling, that was probably to smart for Malfoy anyways, he didn't even know where he got that word from, he wasn't even smart enough to use it.

It was probably what Malfoy would say if he had Hermione's brain.

Eww, Hermione and Malfoy.

"What am I saying? I'm just rambling, I must be tired."

He took a look at the clock to see that it said 12:00. He drifted off to sleep having the most bizarre, not to mention scariest, dream he had ever had.

Ron woke up, he was in a room at St Mungos, lying on a bed. Everything looked fuzzy, but as his sight cleared up he saw that there were people around him. They were looking at him funny.

"Hey Harry. What am I doing here?"

Harry just looked at him, lying on the bed. "Why am I at St Mungos, I feel fine!" Harry gave him a puzzled and scared look.

"He doesn't remember what he's doing here, Mrs. Weasley." He looked and saw his mum standing next to Harry, crying while his dad was trying to comfort her, everyone was looking at him with a look of concern and panic.

"Harry! Why am I here? Where's Hermione?" And then he turned around and saw Hermione, but she …she was—

"What ARE YOU DOING? You're KISSING MALFOY?" Ron was mad. He was furious, he wanted to give Malfoy a punch. He also wanted to give Hermione a punch for kissing Malfoy, especially while he was lying at the hospital—which, he still did not know the reason why. He tried to get up. But he stopped immediately. It seemed that his upper torso could get up fine, but he couldn't move anything below his chest.

"Ron! Stop moving, you'll hurt it!"

"HURT WHA…" He looked down.

His belly was bulging in a most peculiar way…it took him a while to register exactly what he was seeing…

"WHAT? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

"Ron? Ron? RON! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ron was still screaming from his horrifying dream. Ginny was standing besides him, apparently slapping him to wake him from his dream.

"Ron! Shut up okay. It was just a dream."

Ron looked down, and saw his flat stomach. He sighed in relief and massaged it. "Ah, not…pregnant…good."

"What!" Ginny yelled. He looked around him, he was now fully awake. He now saw that his whole family was standing around his bed.

"You had a dream that you were…"

"Ron, mate, I think you don't have to worry about anything here." George said with an amused look on his face.

Actually, he was laughing. Everyone was laughing. At him.

"Ugh, you're never going to let me forget this, are you?" He said and buried himself under the covers, trying to drone out the noise of his family's laughter.