A/N: In case I didn't make it clear. Fred and George arranged a wedding. The palnend it all themselves and then recruited Ginny and Fluer. Also this is not the last chapter, there is at least one more. Just so everyone knows. thanks for reading and for all fo your reveiws.
After the wedding Hermione, Ron and Harry took a walk before she was leaving on their honeymoon.
"Well, Mrs.Weasley" Ron said with a chuckle, "How does it feel?'
"It feel…"Hermione started, "right"
"What made you change your mind about getting married?" Harry asked.
Hermione sighed and shrugged; "I guess I realized that I couldn't imagine my life without him," Hermione told them. She grabbed Ron's arm as they made their way back. "Ron, were ok right?"
Ron stared at her for a moment then threw his arm around her shoulder, "After everything we have been through, it would take a lot more than this to tear us apart". Hermione smiled.
'That's what I thought," Hermione replied happliy, "I love you both"
"She is starting with lovey-dovey shite again," Harry mumbled. Hermione popped the back of his head.
"So, Potter when are you getting married?" Hermione asked. Harry glared at her.
"Don't you put that in Ginny's head, you understand me?" Harry asked.
Hermione and Ron just laughed. Things had certainly changed in her life and they were changing fast but some things would always be the same.
"Angelina and Fred already have a name" George groaned.
"I know but she is nine months pregnant" Hermione whined, "I have time still"
"Hermione, you are eight months pregnant" George told her. "We don't even know if it's a boy or a girl"
"It is a girl," Hermione told him. George looked at her questioningly, "The healer told me the spell to find out the gender, I waited because I was nervous. Then today curiosity got the better of me"
George smiled and pulled her to him. He kissed the top of her head, a little girl huh?" Hermione nodded. "Well, we still need a name" George told her.
Hermione pulled her list out and read to herself, 'Well we narrowed it down to Jennifer Ray, Bethany Marie and Tara LeAnne" Hermione reminded him. "What do you think?"
George groaned again, this time louder and fell back onto the bed, "I still can't decide," he told Hermione.
"What are Fred and Angelina naming their baby?" Hermione asked.
"Paris Christine" George replied, "I personally think it's dumb name," George grumbled.
"I think it's beautiful," Hermione said softly. Hermione started to cry and George sat up looking alarmed.
"Mione, what is it?" George asked.
"She will never have a name" Hermione wailed, "Poor little nameless baby. She is going to have identity problems, she will think we didn't care"
George chuckled, "Hermione we will come up with the something the baby will have a name"
'You're right" Hermione said wiping her eyes, "I am being silly. Maybe we should just wait until the baby is born to decide. Something will come to us"
"That sounds good" George told her. He lied down beside and slipped an arm around her waist, "I love you "
"I love you too," Hermione whispered and the two cuddled until they fell asleep. A few hours later George was awoken by a ruckus in the bedroom and noticed Crookshanks was chasing an owl. George kicked the cat, hoping Hermione didn't notice. He grabbed the letter from the owl.
"Hermione" he cried, "Hermione wake up."
She looked up at him wearily, "What is it?" Hermione asked.
"Angelina is going into a labor" George shouted, "Come on. Let's go"
Hermione and George quickly dressed and went to the hospital. At 6:00 in the morning little Paris Christine Weasley was born.
Fred and George were together after her birth both looking down at the little one.
"Wow" was all George could say. Fred nudged him.
"This is big" Fred said, "I mean this is big. We have to buckle down and be serious now. There is a little life that depends on me, and you will have your own soon"
George nodded, "Yeah" he breathed, and when he looked down at little Paris he realized he couldn't wait for his little girl. He loved her already.
