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Life is so Unpredictable

By: Caylyn O'Sullivan

Chapter 9: Are my Senses Deceiving me?

Weasley/Granger

"I still don't get why you would move to Oxford, I told you your always welcome here," Hermione had been at the Weasley's for an hour telling about her current life cutting out anything that would lead to questions, because after all, she did give up way too easy.

"I just found a wonderful home there," Hermione replied with a smile.

"Oh. Oh I forgot to tell you deary, look at the clock Ron got it for you when he got one for Harry, I guess he just considers you family," Molly said pointing at a clock that showed were every Weasley currently was.

Hermione looked up and saw a hand with her picture on it pointing at 'Visiting,' Hermione looked around the clock to see what all the Weasley's were up to now. She was Charlie was 'Traveling', Bill was 'Home,' his wife Fleur was 'Home,' and a very cute blonde haired baby was 'Home,' she was Fred and George both "At Work,' Ron 'Traveling,' and Ginny 'Home,' and last Harry was 'Visiting'.

"Thank you, very much and I never knew pleg…I mean Fleur and Bill had a child," Hermione said.

Molly looked up at the clock and "Oh yes, little Genevieve. Cute little thing, only five months old," Molly smiled to herself.

"Wow." Hermione said looking back up at the clock and saw Ron's hand move from 'Traveling' to 'Arriving. And Fred and Georges hands moving from 'At Work,' to 'Traveling. "I think Ron is home," She said smiling.

Molly took a quick glance at the clock and said, "Yes he is, why don't you all go greet him, well I finish up the dishes and then me Ginny and Hermione can go dress shopping," At this Ginny's face lit up and biggest broadest smile ever formed on her face.

"Yeah and me and Ron will go tux shopping," Harry said just as the door was being opened.

Both Hermione and Ginny stood up and started to walk to the door, closely followed by Harry. They came to the last corner and Hermione knew that just around the corner was her best friends who had been so in love with her. Then a very surprising thing happened, the baby started to kick. Hermione put her hands to her stomach and looked down, realizing she had only drank enough potion for a few hours Hermione went racing into the kitchen for her purse. She took out the potion and dashed out of the room towards the bathroom, being looked at by a very confused Molly Weasley.

"Hermione's here!" She could hear Ron say from the bathroom.

Hermione sat on the counter waiting to see if her stomach was going to grow or not, seeing that it was growing inch by inch she took a sip of potion and flushed the toilet before sneaking to the door way of the kitchen, where Ron and everyone else was she started creeping up behind him putting a finger to her lips telling Molly not to say anything. Then Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey you," She said squeezing him.

Ron whipped around sending Hermione flying into the table. She smashed into it quite hard, or her stomach did. Hermione never even stopped to think about the pain, her baby might have just been harmed. She thought putting her hands on her stomach thinking, baby? Come on kick, please be alright. Like the unborn child had heard Hermione's thoughts it gave an extra hard kick and then a few kicks after wards.

She laughed and turned to Ron. "Ouch," She smiled and hugged him again.

Then Ron felt something weird, her stomach… kicked him? "Are you hungry or something, because your stomach is rumbling so much I felt it kick me." Ron laugh but stopped when he saw the look on her face, "What?"

He turned to see Harry and Ginny had an identical look. It was a look of shock. Then Hermione snapped out of it, and laughed. "Yeah I guess I am," she smiled at Ron and turned to Mrs.Weasley.

After a few hours of talking Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to go into the living but Molly asked Hermione if she could help her with the in the kitchen, Hermione noticed that there were even more dishes in the sink. That's weird I thought she was done. But all the same she agreed happy to help out.

"So you say you have a job?"

"Yeah I'm a manger at a hotel, paid maximum wage and I have Friday afternoons off."

"Wow, I guess that would send you well on your way, because you know it's quite expensive,"

A little confused Hermione replied with, "Yeah life, it tends to be like that,"

"No not life, mother hood. I mean you are pregnant right? Or are my senses deceiving me?"

Hermione dropped a plate. "Please don't tell, Ron. Harry and Ginny know. But not Ron," She said getting down on her knees to pick up the pieces.

"Oh dear I won't, unless he's the father or something, because then he deserves to know. Honey what are you doing here stand up," Molly got her wand out and said "repario, accio plate," catching the plate. Hermione slowly stood up rather embarrassed. "At first I thought you were only a couple of months and I thought, I wonder who she's dating, then your episode with the running to the washroom, with that potion, obviously pregnancy potion I took some in my seventh year in Hogwarts, had to keep Charlie hidden. Then I thought okay so maybe, a few months, then the kicking stomach. That's when I realized you must be five months pregnant, and it's kind of dangerous to be using shrinking potions on unborn babies that old."

"I'm actually six months pregnant, and no Ron isn't the father, me and Ron never…well you know, and what do you mean dangerous?" Hermione now had her hands on her stomach with a worried look in her eyes.

"I mean it could make your baby not grow as fast it, won't hurt it particularly, but it may take it longer to be born. That is also one of the uses, but if your going to a muggle doctor, that's different. For instance I was using the potion from when I was three months pregnant to seven months and it took Charlie sixty-nine weeks to full develop unlike the normal forty weeks, and just think what muggle doctors would think?"

Hermione nodded, "Oh, well then maybe I only want to use it till the weekend is over then I'm going back home," She said with a smile "Do you think that it will make a difference?"

"Maybe a week, but that's not that unusual, it should be alright. Hermione I suggest that you take more than a little sip because it won't be bad, it won't make a difference other than you don't have to take the potion every five minutes or so, just take a couple of mouth fulls and it should be good for the week," She patted Hermione's growing stomach and started putting the dishes away.

Hermione took her advice and drank the potion. Watching her stomach rapidly shrink. "So Hermione who is the father?" Molly said turning to Hermione.

"It's…it's" Then there was a loud bang from the living room and Hermione heard voices, looking at the clock she saw that Fred, George, Charlie, and Arthur were all at 'Home'. Hermione leaned back so she could see in the living room. Fred and George were sooty from the fire place, Arthur was laughing at Charlie who had something blue all over his face. Obviously something from Fred and George because they and everyone else were laughing as well.

A/N: Aren't I evil with cliff hangers, wait you know who the father is…ok well it's a cliff hanger for Molly, and people who weren't paying attention earlier in the story. Please read and review, many thanks to those who have already done so…!