* Unexpected news *

"You are the most insensitive man I had the misfortune to meet!" were the words that welcomed Ron and Hermione to the little apartment in London, and by the expressions used in the sentence and the tone of the voice, they realized it was their daughter who was doing the talking. Apparently, her and Adam were in the middle of a heated argument to even notice that her parents had arrived for dinner.
"Oh, Come on, Belle! You're overreacting." Adam said. Belle's eyes got as big as plates.
"Overreacting?! Overreacting?! You're the one who's overreacting here!" she shouted. He snorted. "I just asked you to lay the table for dinner." she said, her arms crossed across her chest.
"And when I told you I couldn't, you yelled at me!" he fought back.
"Because I needed you to do it!" she shouted.
"I was bathing our daughter, for crying out loud! I wasn't drinking butterbeer in front of the TV!" he shouted back, throwing his arms in the air. Hermione and Ron looked at each other.
"Isn't this like a deja vu to you too?" Ron asked in a whisper. Hermione nodded. Watching her daughter having a spat with her husband reminded Hermione of the many fights her and Ron had had in their youth. "You think they'll notice if we say something now?" he whispered.
"I don't think so." she whispered back as Belle placed her hands on her hips and glared at her husband.
"And I was expecting to have a quiet dinner with our daughter and her family." Ron said. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"What is wrong with you these days, Belle? Why are being so irrational?" Adam said.
"What's wrong with me these days?! You want to know why I'm being so bloody irrational, Adam?!" she shouted. She was beyond furious by now.
"That would be ideal, sweetheart." he answered sarcastically.
"BECAUSE I'M PREGNANT!" she shouted. Ron and Hermione gaped, Adam stared at Belle, shocked, and silence enveloped the whole room.
"You... you are... again?" Adam managed to ask. Belle nodded and looked down. He went to her and held her arms in his. "How far... when...?" he asked then.
"2 and a half months. The night of your birthday, if I had to be precise." she answered. Adam looked at her and suddenly got on one knee. Hermione and Ron just looked at them, shocked, but neither of them dared to say a thing.
"Belle, you can be the most irrational, exasperating, bossy, demanding and most daring girl I ever knew. But you're also the most caring, smarter, the most gorgeous and the most incredible one as well. You gave me the most wonderful gift by giving birth to our daughter, and in a few months you're going to give me another wonderful one. Would you do me the honor to give me a third gift and be my wife?" he asked taking out a small velvet box and opening it. Belle looked at him, her hands on her mouth.
"Adam, I... I just... I can't... I don't want you to do it just because we're having another baby and..." she started before he cut her in.
"I've had this ring with me for three months, waiting for the right moment to do it. But I realised every moment is right when I'm with you. So... Belle... my beautiful Belle... would you be my beauty for evermore?" he asked. Belle looked at him, her eyes welling up. She smiled and nodded, then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. He put his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as they kissed.
"Bloody hell!" Ron shouted as Belle and Adam pulled away and Hermione elbowed him. The young couple looked at the eldest one, partly shocked.
"How... how long have you been here?" Belle asked as Adam stood up.
"Since you called him 'the most insensitive man you had the misfortune to meet.'" Ron quoted. Belle blushed.
"So..." she said.
"Belle..." Adam said showing her the box. Belle looked at him and smiled shyly, blushing even more. He put the ring on her finger. It was a beautiful red rose filled with small diamonds.
"I guess we have a wedding AND a baby shower to plan." Hermione said, smiling, as she went to hug her daughter.
At the beginning of the evening, Ron and Hermione wer expecting to have a quietly expected dinner, but as they already knew, everything that had to do with their children was always unexpected.