A/N: Hi people! This is story number three! Well enjoy hope you like it!

"Oh, Hermione, she's beautiful!" Ron said looking at his wife and a baby in her arms.

"I know Ron, I know." Hermione said quietly. "Hey Ron, how do I look?" Hermione asked jokingly. Actually after 12 hours of labor Hermione didn't look too bad. Her hair was bushier than usual and she looked extremely exhausted, but that's normal.

"Hermione you look as beautiful as ever." Ron said giving her a peck on the cheek.

"What should we name her?" Hermione asked.

"What about Gwyneth?" Ron asked looking through a name book.

"Gwen Weasly? I don't think so. I was thing more like Beatrice, Bea for short." Hermione said yawning.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow, 'Mione" Ron said putting the baby in the crib.

"No, we need to decide on a name or it will bug me all night!" Hermione said sitting up.

Ron looked at the clock. It was one thirty in the morning.

"Alright." He said sitting down.

They both flipped through the book of names until Ron glanced at the clock again. Three fifteen. Ron had decided on three names: Ann, Gwyneth, and Maura. Hermione had picked out two: Beatrice and Ann. They had, after twenty minuets of a heated discussion, a baby girl named Beatrice Ann Weasly. Hermione had quickly drifted off to sleep. Ron settled on to the couch.

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Ron was standing over a young woman's body. She had been dead for ten minuets. Ron cried as he walked over to a crib. It was empty. He heard footsteps. He ran down the hall to find death eater holding his baby girl. The death eater left never to be seen again.

Ron awoke in a hard sweat. He glanced over and saw his wife and daughter sound asleep. He, once again glanced at the clock. Ten forty five. Harry and Ginny would be here in about twenty minuets. Ron sighed as he got up. He went down the hall and got two cups of coffee. He walked back to the hospital room.

"Oh, hi Ron!" Hermione said cheerfully. "Could you get Bea for me?"

Ron gave Hermione the baby and her coffee.

"Ahaha!" Hermione said taking a big drink of coffee like she hasn't had it for months. Oh wait she hasn't.

Ron couldn't help but grin at his wife.

"What's so funny, Ronald?" Hermione giggled putting her coffee down.

Ron shook his head, sat down, and picked up the paper. The front page was all about the war. The war. Ron's dream.

"Hermione we have to talk."

A/N: Cliffhanger? How was this? Please R&R!