A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters.
This is for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
March Fortnightly Challenge
Sophie's Smut 3. Bulge
Word count: 397
"Hermione, here, take Rose for a minute," Ron said holding the baby out towards her. Hermione blinked looking at their daughter. She was wearing a little red onsie, in the back...a very obvious bulge. Hermione bit back a smirk.
"Actually, Ron, dear, I've got my hands full right now, with dinner. You'll just have to change Rose yourself this time."
"She just wants her mummy," Ron argued. Hermione raised one eye brow at her husband.
"And you just want to get out of changing another stinky diaper. You've gotten out of the last three, thanks to Harry, Ginny, and somehow Draco...no, I really don't want an explanation. Either you change this diaper or you take over making dinner. We're having chipped beef, with carrots and potatoes. I'll change her, if you peel the potatoes, without magic." Ron paled looking at his wife.
"You're mad!"
"Nope, just muggle-born," she stated with a smile as she watched him leave the room, carrying their now crying daughter towards the nursery.
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"Hush little Rosy, don't you cry, Daddy's going to make this nasty thing go bye bye," Ron sang off key as he opened Rose's onesie and looked at the dirty diaper. He hated the way it smelled, it always seemed to stink when it was his turn. He had no problem with the wet ones, it was just the stinky ones he disliked. Rose squealed at him kicking her pudgy little legs.
"Okay, here it goes, Rose, just hold still for me, please?" he asked the baby. She looked back, her big eyes open wide as if trying to look completely innocent. Slowly Ron removed the offensive diaper, dropped it in the bin and cleaned Rose. She giggled kicking again. Ron smiled as he reached for a clean diaper. He slid it under her little behind, just as he was about to wrap it, Rose decided it would be a perfect time to pee. Glaring at the infant, who smiled at him, Ron cleaned her up again, grabbed another diaper and put it on her.
"Next time, Rose, next time, your mother can have a bath, got it?" he asked. Rose cooed loudly as he picked her up and held her against his chest.
"Adadaa," she murmured falling asleep in his arms. Ron smiled placing her in her crib and went to join Hermione in preparing dinner.