Hermione and Ron walked up the stairs towards his room, neither saying a word until they got up there. Although Ron hadn't lived at the Burrow for years, the room still looked exactly the same as it did when they were in Hogwarts. The walls were bright orange and there were old pictures of the Chudley Cannons Quidditch team players. She knew that at least three or four of the players weren't on the team anymore.

"Wanna sit?" He asked her awkwardly, sitting at the edge of his bed. She sat down next to him and took his hand in hers.

"Ron, I'm sorry." She began.

"Is the baby his?" He asked. Ron didn't sound upset, but he looked at her with a pleading look. He just needed to know the truth.

"Yes. The baby's his. I'm so sorry, Ron. I never meant for this to happen. I ran into him at the Leaky Cauldron one night and we had a couple of drinks and one thing led to another."

"Hermione, it's okay. I love you, more than anything in the world, but you and I both know that we're not meant to be a couple. It's been like this for so long but neither of us were brave enough to do anything about it." Ron smiled at her and pulled her into a hug. "Plus, I don't know if I'm ready to be a dad yet, but I know Charlie is and I know he'll take good care of you."

"Are you sure we're okay?" Hermione asked him, pulling away from the embrace and looking at him.

"Of course. I wish I could say the "other guy" is a git, but I can't. He's my brother and he's a good guy. I also wish I could say I was heartbroken, but I'm not. We both want different things in life and we're too different. I promise I'm okay. Hell, I'm going to be an Uncle again. I'm excited." Hermione couldn't believe how well the conversation went between them. Now, she just had to go downstairs and face the rest of the Weasleys who were sure to have some questions about what had just transpired. She also had to face Charlie, but she was excited about that. She wasn't anxious, Ron wasn't upset even though he had every right to be, and now she could focus on being excited for her daughter to be born.

Ron and Hermione went downstairs together and walked back into the living room.

"Whoa… Hermione!" Ginny squealed. Crap, Hermione hadn't put her cardigan back on and her belly was on display for everyone. "Congratulations!" Hermione didn't say anything and walked over to stand next to Charlie, who gave her a quick smile.

"So, Charlie and I wanted to surprise everyone," She began, "But I guess that didn't happen. We're expecting!"

"I'm going to be an Uncle!" Ron called from the other side of the room. Ginny looked as though she was bursting with questions but she thankfully didn't ask any of them. They all heard footsteps coming from down the stairs and Hermione rushed into the kitchen to grab the cardigan. Although the others had found out about the baby she could still surprise Molly and Arthur.

When she went back inside the living room everyone was sitting on the couches and were starting to pass around presents. Hermione sat in an empty spot conveniently in between Ron and Charlie which would make her announcement even better. Everyone laughed and joked as they opened their gifts to and from each other. Molly had made Hermione a gorgeous sage green sweater that complimented her brown eyes, Harry and Ginny had gotten her a new quill set, Charlie had gotten her a journal, the twins had gotten her some things from their joke shop. Once all the presents were open, Hermione glanced at Arthur and Molly with a smile.

"So, now that the presents are all open, would you like the good news or the bad news first?" .Hermione asked them. Molly's face turned pale as a ghost.

"Normally I'd expect something like this from Fred or George." She murmured, causing the twins to roar with laughter. Hermione answered her own question for Molly who looked like she was having a panic attack.

"So, the bad news is Ron and I have decided to go our separate ways." Hermione told her. "But the good news is that-"

"I'm going to be a dad!" Charlie blurted from next to her. Molly and Arthur looked from Charlie, to Hermione, and back again. Hermione stood up and took off her cardigan so they could see her baby bump.

"Charlie and I are happy to announce that we're expecting a baby girl"

"Oh my goodness, dear, this is quite unexpected but happy news!" Molly exclaimed, running over to her and wrapping her in a hug. "We're so happy for you!" The night went on and everyone enjoyed themselves. Not much else was said about Charlie and Hermione's situation. It was pretty common knowledge to everyone that Ron and Hermione weren't romantically compatible and it was only a matter of time before they realized it for themselves.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Charlie asked Hermione as everyone started to get their coats on and get ready to leave. Hermione hadn't thought that far ahead.

"Oh, um, I'm not sure." She stammered, well aware that her cheeks were bright red.

"I was hoping that you could come home with me." He suggested, a small smirk on his face. "It is up to you though. We can take this as slow or as fast as you'd like." Hermione burst out laughing.

"It's kind of too late for that. I am already pregnant." She pointed out. Ron walked over to the two of them.

"Hermione I'm going to head to the house. Are you coming back tonight or are you going with Charlie?"

"Oh, um I don't know." Hermione stammered.

"It's not a hard question." Ron laughed. "Either you guys can come back to the house and stay in the guest room or you go to Charlie's place. It's not going to hurt my feelings either way." Hermione looked at Charlie.

"I'm going to go to Charlie's." She replied. "I don't think I have anything at the house anyways, I brought everything to Hogwarts."

"If I find anything I'll know where to find you." He said with a wink. "You guys can take the car if you want, I'll aparate." He gave them both a hug and then he was gone.

"I don't think he realized my flat's in Romania." Charlie said with a bark like laugh. "I'm sure mom and dad would be fine if we stayed here or we could do the floo powder. It's up to you."

"Let's do the floo powder. I'd like to spend some time with just you." She replied. They both went to the fire place and she took his hand.

"Dragon's Lair." Charlie bellowed and off they went. Hermione hadn't been her since that night and now that she was back the events that had occured kept replaying themselves in her head.

"So, first things first," Charlie murmured into her ear and she jumped a mile in the air. She turned around and he got down on one knee.

"Charlie, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" She stammered.

"A little bit. But not indecisive. Hermione Jean Granger, I've never felt like this about anyone in my entire life. I feel like you're a part of me and I love you. I know we don't know each other well and we have a lot of growing to do together, but I want to grow with you. Will you marry me?" Hermione got really warm and nodded her head.

"Yes, Charlie Weasley. I will." He put the ring on her finger and kissed her. It still felt so right.
"Now before you ask," Charlie began jokingly, "This ring was my grandmother's. It was supposed to go to Bill but when he proposed to Fleur her mother insisted that he use her grandmother's. I didn't just have a random ring."
"I love you." Hermione giggled.

"I love you more," He replied. "And I don't want you to think we need to start planning this wedding now. We could even wait a few years if you want."

"We'll figure it out." Hermione shrugged. "Everything will come together when it's meant to be." They went up the spiral steps that led up to Charlie's loft and they stripped down and got into bed. His hands instantly went her belly where their baby was. Within a few minutes she felt the baby move and Charlie jumped.

"Was that her?" Her whispered. Hermione giggled and nodded her head. "Have you thought of any names for her?"

Hermione turned over so she was facing him.

"I was thinking Molly, after your mom." She told him. "But we can talk about it if you have another name you like more."

"No, I like Molly and I know that would mean a lot to her. Molly Grace?"

"I love it." Hermione said and she drifted off into sleep. Completely at peace and happy in the arms of her true love. They were finally a family.