A/N: Again thank you for the wonderful reviews, and I am truly glad that people are actually reading my fanfiction. Hope all of you are having a wonderful day.

Disclaimer: I just own the bracelet around my wrist, the glasses on my face, and this imagination that puts these pairs int beautiful tales together.

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Chapter 7- The Next Day

Arthur was glad that Bruce had let him borrow his private plane, to avoid the crowds which he knew made his wife nervous, and he would be

annoyed due to fans. He was especially grateful for the private restroom, where his wife had spent the last hour bent over the gold-rimmed toilet. He was stroking her hair, "I think Bruce, stalked the fridge with ginger ale, and saltines. Do you think you're ready to try and lay on the sofa, I could put one of those history channels on you like."

She smiled as she got to her feet, with a little help from her husband, as he brought her into the lounge part of the plane, a bottle of ginger ale, and saltines were already out, "So when did you tell Bruce, about us expecting, or me for that matter?"

"I told him about you when I informed him that I would be sticking around, and I told him you get motion sickness from heights, so he stocked his fridge with snacks that will help your stomach." He helped to stretch his wife's legs out over his lap, as he sat beside her. "So how are you going to introduce me? Your boyfriend, love, sex slave?"

Hermione laughed as she tossed a cracker at him, shaking her head, "Definitely not a sex slave, but boyfriend doesn't seem right either, how about Arthur."

"How will we explained the bands around our fingers, that you swear you would never remove, no matter what?" The Atlantian reminded, tracing her finger with his, sending chills through both their bodies, "Hermione."

"Arthur," She rubbed his waistline with her foot, and smiled sweetly, "You know we have another four hours, and I disabled the cameras when we got on the plane."

He smirked, as he laid beside her, and brought his lips to hers, "What should we do then, Mrs. Curry?"

"I have a few ideas," His wife explained with a teasing smile.

he rest of the flight, went by quickly.T

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Europe-The Burrow

Hermione smiled once they finally made it to the crooked house, which had been like a second home to her, "This would be the Burrow, our first stop before going to the Longbottom estate."

Arthur looked down at his wife, and back at the oddly shaped house, "How is it still standing."

His wife smiled up at him, before taking him by the hand, and going to the front door, "Magic, my love, magic."

He loved when her accent was strong, unlike when they were home where her accent wasn't as strong, "You're beautiful."

She knocked on the door, as she leaned into his side, "Molly is a hugger, just so you know." Just as she finished warning her husband, the woman of the house opened the door, and instantly pulled the younger witch in for a tight hug,

"So glad you stopped here before going to the Longbottom estate." Molly kissed the woman on her cheek, as she pulled back to look at the large man, her eyes widening at his size, "Who is this young man, Mione?"

"I'm Arthur," Introduced the Atlantian king, as he smiled down at the older woman, who was hugging him, "Glad to finally meet you."

"Mione, is that you?" Came another voice from within the house.

Hermione practically ran into the house and threw herself into the arms of a raven-haired man, "Harry, I am so glad to see you." She turned to look at her husband, "Arthur, this is Harry, he's one of my best friends."

Harry looked taken back for a moment, before reaching his hand out, "Hello, thank you for looking out for Mione. I am glad she met you."

"I am glad to have met her too," The sea king agreed, smiling as his wife smiled at her friend, clearly missing him the last almost two years.

"So where is your girlfriend?" Asked the younger witch, as she looked for the younger female of the house.

"Putting down her niece," Answered the witch in question, as she came down the stairs with a smile. She hurried over to her friend, and wrapped her arms around her, "I missed you so much Hermione, it's been so hard not being able to talk to you all this time." She had tears in her eyes, as she hugged her friend.

After the small group was done embracing, they all joined together around the large table, as the other Weasleys returned. George was married to Angelina. Percy was married to Penelope, while Billy was married to Fleura with their two children, and Charlie was visiting with his girlfriend Sidney, from the reservation. Ron was married to Lavender, and they just had their first daughter.

The table did feel weird without Fred, and Arthur Weasley, but the laughter around the table and sharing of the memory felt good. Arthur had died during the war, having taken a killing curse that was aimed for his wife, and Fred died when he pushed his twin, from a falling wall when someone aimed a curse in their direction.

"Are you alright, Mione?" Molly asked, noticing as Hermione, was just nibbling on a slice of bread.

All eyes turned to her.

Arthur wrapped an arm around his wife's waist, and smiled at his wife's extended family, "She just had a rough trip, the plane hit a bit of turbulence on the way here."

"Why didn't you just apparate, or floo?" Bill asked from beside her.

"My stomach gets upset when she tries apperating with me," Arthur lied, smiling at his wife when the others nodded, all feeling that makes sense.

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When the couple was about to leave, Molly, pulled the two to the side, and handed the witch a box full of a pink potion, "These will help with morning sickness dearie, don't worry I won't tell anyone your secret, or that I didn't notice your rings." She kissed the side of the witch's head, and smiled at the large man, then looked back at the woman, "If you two want to hide the fact you're married, or even expecting a child, take this potion daily and you'll be back to your normal self. Arthur should try to be less hands-on as well if you want to keep you two being married from the others."

The young witch just broke down in tears, as she was pulled into the older witch's embrace, "I didn't want to ruin Draco, and Nevilles, special day with me being married."

"Now listen here Dear, those boys along with all the Weasley's love you, and only want to know you're happy. They will still have their spotlight, on Friday." She kissed the young woman again, before stepping back to look at the two, "You coils apparate up until your sixth month. I don't recommend you apperating all the way to America from here, but short distances are safe." She went back into the house, after hugging the larger man.

Arthur watched as his wife shrunk the box of potions, after drinking one, before placing it in he purse. He reached for her hand, "Are you ready?"

"Let's go," She smiled, as she took her husband's larger hand, and apparated away from the Burrow.

To be continued...

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, and they will be at the Longbotton Estate tomorrow. Keep leaving the wonderful feedback.