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I guess I should've seen this coming
I guess I should've seen this coming. Today is Hugo's fifth birthday and the only thing I can concentrate on is the feeling in my gut, or uterus, that I'm pregnant again. It's only been four months since Ron and I started sleeping together again, and only two months since the discussion with Ginny that made me feel better about the prospect of being pregnant again, but I can tell that I am. After going through the pregnancy thing three times I can feel the signs well.
I thought I would be happy but the only emotions that are screaming at the forefront of my mind are absolute fear and paranoia. I haven't told anyone yet, hell, I still need to confirm it for myself, but as I said before, I should've seen this coming. Ron and I have been having sex everyday, sometimes multiple times a day for four months now so I guess this was inevitable. I can hear him coming in the room from the bathroom as I lay in bed. We're awake earlier than usual so we can set up for Hugo's birthday but I'm having some issues getting up.
The entire family is coming over today, except I think Percy and his lot, and my parents will be coming as well. I think I'll talk to Molly and my mum and Ginny about this today. They'll know how to make me relax- and Molly can do the pregnancy charm to see if I am for real, I can't bring myself to do it, and I don't want to do it alone. I am happy, but fear is a powerful thing and right now it seems to be an easier emotion to cling to rather than all the others that are rushing through my mind and body. Ron opens the door and walks over to where I'm lying in bed and sits down next to me. I lock eyes with him as he runs his fingers through my hair.
"Baby we got to get up so we can get ready for Hugo's big day," he says gently as though he doesn't want to wake me up even though I'm so obviously awake.
"I know Ron," I glance at the clock and notice that it's too early for the kids to be up and kiss him lightly on the lips. God I love how attentive he is, it just makes me want him so badly when he treats me so gently. "Let's go shower," I say quickly and he grins in response. I'm surprised when he picks me up quickly and carries me to the bathroom.
I giggle as we get dressed, a solid half an hour later, and rush to get everything ready for Hugo's birthday- at times like these I can't help but love that we both have wands. An hour later everything is set up and it's 10am. The family is coming around 1130 or 12 and the kids are just getting out of bed. We wish Hugo a happy birthday and make his favourite breakfast which I find myself eating a lot more of than I normally would have. I'd better be careful with cake today or Ron will know right away about this pregnancy.
By 1130 the kids are fed and bathed and dressed and entertaining themselves in the living room while Ron and I drink tea and make birthday cake in the kitchen. We hear the floo network active in our living room and the joyful voice of young James Potter who is soon accompanied by his parents and younger siblings. Ron and I head to the living room and greet the Potter family and two pops tell us that someone has apparated in and we find Molly and Arthur standing behind us putting Hugo's present on the coffee table. Another few floos later and the entire Weasley clan, minus Percy's lot have arrived. My parents floo in as well so we start the birthday celebrations with a family game of Quidditch, even allowing the children to ride on their own brooms or with their parents.
Bill, Fleur, Charlie, George, Angelina, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were all up in the air with kids on their brooms or flying very near to them while I stood with my parents, Molly and Arthur, watching them play. After a few minutes of watching Ron with Hugo on his broom and the delight spread all over their faces, I can feel my emotions rising and decide to go inside to the kitchen to sit for a few minutes; almost the second I sat down at the table my mum walked in with Molly, both looking concerned.
"Hermione dear are you alright?" Molly asked cautiously.
I smile and look up at her, "Well, yes, I'm fine actually, just a bit emotional that's all."
"I remember when I was pregnant with you I was emotional all the time," my mum replies, and after a few seconds her eyes light up, "are you?!"
The grin shared on the faces of my mum and Molly is enough to make me have a hundred more kids, "I think so, but I didn't want to do the charm alone. Molly could you?"
She reacts right away and the next thing I know her wand is against my stomach and a blue mist is coming off of it- yup, definitely knocked up.
The squeal of delight coming from Molly gives my mum the answer and they both look at me happily, "Honey you're happy about this right?"
I must've looked shocked, "yeah, of course I am, but I haven't told anyone else yet because my guess is that I'm only a couple weeks along which means you two have to keep your mouths shut. Think you can manage?" They both smile and hug me, "Oh honey you're giving us more grandchildren, we'll do whatever you want!" After the mother's promise, we all head back outside to continue watching the game and when the game is finally over and Ron flies back to the ground with Hugo and after he helps Hugo off the broom, I can't help but lay a long passionate kiss on him. He doesn't know why- neither does our audience, except for a select few- but he returns it whole heartedly until an "ew" is heard from Hugo. We break apart, laughing and I scoop him up.
The whole family enjoys a late lunch/dinner together and then after a loud rendition of 'Happy Birthday,' we all eat cake, me three pieces while no one was watching, I hope. Hugo rushed to the living room right after cake to get at his presents so we all followed him in there and were happy at his delight in his new gifts. He had gotten a new Chudley Cannons poster, and a new chess set which he let the others play with right after his party which was very nice of him indeed.
As the kids are in the living room playing the men went back outside to talk about work and Quidditch while me, my mum, Molly and Ginny went into the kitchen to start cleaning up. Angelina and Fleur joined their husbands outside, they are much to like guests in my house to help with clean up.
While standing in the kitchen there is a bit of tension in the air and I can tell that my mum and Molly are trying really hard not to say anything about my newly discovered bun with Ginny in the room. I smile and decide to break the ice, knowing that I'm going to tell Ginny anyways, "Hey Ginny," she looks up at me and silently asks me to continue with her eyes, "I was thinking I'd like you to be godmother again."
Wow did that ever get her attention, she bounded over to me and looked at me very seriously, "you mean? You are?" I just nodded and then she was hugging me very hard and laughing, very happily. She realized that our mums already knew and replied, "Of course I will be, and how come you told our mums before me?"
I laugh at her lack of segue and tell her, "It was earlier today while you all were playing Quidditch, I didn't know for sure and then it all sort of came out. But you can't tell anyone yet, I need to tell Ron first and I think I'm only a couple weeks along anyways so we shouldn't be telling people yet."
"Okay I won't, but when are you going to tell him?" Ginny asked and I could feel the stares of our mothers on my back, they wanted to know too and then a voice came seemingly out of no where, "tell me what?" it was Ron.
I guess Ginny and our mums took that as their cue to leave because they filed out of the kitchen very quickly and then Ron and I were in the room alone, with the door closed.
"Tell me what Hermione?" Ron asked curiously.
I walk over to him and take his hand, then lead him over to the table and sit him down and place myself on his lap. His arms wrap around me and I whisper softly in his ear, "I'm pregnant."
I could feel the excitement radiating off of him and he grips me tighter as I pull my head away and I can see tears in his eyes, "oh baby, that's amazing." He kisses me softly and after a few minutes I adjust my body so that I'm straddling him and only after I hear a knock at the door do I realize we're in our kitchen during our sons birthday party very easily hitting second base. I laugh and move so that I'm no longer straddling Ron and say come in. Harry and Ginny walk in, and I can tell she's already told him.
"Gin I told you not to tell anyone!" I say jokingly. She smiles and replies, "Sorry I had to tell the godfather, he's just as happy for you two as I am."
Once I get off of Ron's lap Harry gives me a quick kiss on the cheek in congratulations and surprisingly does the same thing to Ron. "I'm sorry guys, I'm just so happy."
His grin says it all and after a few more minutes of talking about how they aren't to tell anyone else until I'm further along we all head back into the living room and find the party in full swing. No one else notices, I don't think, how happy Ron and I are, or if they do I think they're just assuming it's more to do with our son's birthday, which of course I am very happy about. Hugo is such a great little boy. He's so happy and smart; he's actually a lot like I would've pictured Ron when he was growing up.
The party slows down after a few more hours and Bill and Fleur are the first to leave with Louis and the rest of the family soon follow suit aside from Molly, Arthur, my parents, Harry and Ginny. I figure we should let our dads in on the pregnancy, considering how badly their wives are going to want to talk about it, but I also know that if we tell the kids that everyone on the planet will know soon, so I motion towards the kitchen and all the adults follow us in there.
Ron nods at me, looking for approval which I give and he takes my hand in his and tells his father and mine the news, "Well, for those of you in the room that don't know yet, Hermione is pregnant." The eruption of happiness from the ladies in the room, despite the fact that they already knew, is a tad shocking and our fathers take a few minutes to recover their hearing before congratulating us both soundly.
"Okay now we're not telling anyone else until I'm further along, so for now just keep this to yourselves please," I add, "Actually I need to find out how far along I am anyways."
"We'll go to the doctor tomorrow," Ron says and I nod and he gives me a light kiss on the cheek and I notice the entire family watching us with silly grins on their faces.
"Okay enough of this silly lovey dovey stuff, it's late and our kids are going to be up all night at this rate," we laugh at Ron's comment and head back to the living room where we say goodnight to all and once we're alone we put the kids to bed and head back to our room.
After yet another, more private celebration, I find myself lying on Ron's chest and I kiss it lightly before I hear him whisper, "is this really happening Mi?"
I smile and climb up his body to look him in the eye, "Absolutely it is." I kiss him again and fall asleep in the bliss of our happy news, thankful that the fear that had been trying to consume me had been beaten back for another day.
The next morning we get up early and drop the kids off at Harry and Ginny's who agreed to watch them while Ron and I head to St. Mungo's to see a Healer about the status of our pregnancy. Their giddiness is still apparent when we drop Rose and Hugo off and I can tell that they're going to be pumping us for all the information the second we get back.
Ron and I walk through the doors of St. Mungo's and go up to the desk to ask to see a healer, then sit down in the waiting room until someone is available. Fortunately it doesn't take long and before I know it I'm back in a hospital gown and sitting with Ron in the examination room. Ron is sitting next to me with his arm around me when the Healer walks in and smiles at us, "Hello you two," Healer Parker has just walked in, the woman who has been with us through each pregnancy. "Hi Healer Parker," we reply. "Okay so I believe you two are here because you did a pregnancy test and got positive results?"
We nod, and I add, "Yes we did it yesterday, but I've been feeling like I might be pregnant for a couple of weeks and I missed my last period." Ron always gets uncomfortable with period talk, but this time it seems to go past him completely unnoticed.
Healer Parker nods and asks some more questions about things like my diet, which gets a response from Ron somewhere along the lines of, "she's been eating like me," I laugh because I didn't think he'd noticed. Then she asks me to pull up the gown to expose my stomach which I do and then her wand is on pressed against my skin.
"It's probably too early to be able to tell you the sex of the baby, but I'm sure I can tell you how far along you are." We nod excitedly when a screen appears in the air above my stomach out of no where and we smile when we see movement inside my uterus; very similar to a muggle ultrasound but only a wand is needed.
"It appears that you are about seven weeks along," she smiles as the screen fades. Ron and I smile at each other and he kisses my forehead gently, "Thank you so much," Ron says to Healer Parker and she moves to sit down so she can write something in our folder. Wow, that's a lot farther than I thought. It's strange that we conceived a child a week after my conversation with Ginny, as though my body somehow allowed it to happen.
"Hermione because of your previous complications with pregnancy I'm going to recommend that you two come back here a bit more often than most people," she pauses and looks up from what she's writing so I nod, affirming that I understand. "If you're almost two months now, I wouldn't start telling people until at least after the third month so that you're into your second trimester, just in case." I must've looked alarmed because she quickly added, "don't worry, there's no cause for panic, this seems like a perfectly healthy pregnancy." I let out the breath that I didn't know I'd been holding, and she continues, "So I would like your next appointment to be during your 18th week, so you'll be about four and a half months pregnant. How does that sound?"
I agree right away, as done Ron and after we get the potential due date; which is in January, we leave to go pick up our kids and share the news with Harry and Ginny. As expected, they were ecstatic and would hardly let us leave hours after we got there. Eventually it got late in the day so our little family packed up and headed home to spend the rest of the day watching movies, reading, and playing with our kids.