Hey guys i decided to update again since its 235am and i don't feel like doing my english paper. lol. i hope you all enjoy this one, it was really fun to write. please read and review!

On June 10th, the twins are nine and a half months old and little Harry is just 19 months old. Hugo just turned six a month ago, but today is the eleventh birthday of our eldest child, Rose. For her birthday the only thing she wanted was books, so we got her a bunch of muggle books and some magical books she might need for her first year of Hogwarts, plus some extra magical books for what I call light reading and what Ron calls torture.

The entire family came over for dinner tonight and now I'm sitting in the twins room trying to put them to sleep while Ron is over in little Harry's room doing much the same.

I found out last night that I'm pregnant again. I'm telling Ron as soon as I go into our bedroom. I think he'll be okay with it though… I've been back at work for a while now and even with having so many young children it is actually not that hard to raise them all with the help of Molly and my mum, not to mention Harry and Ginny. Rose has also taken to being an older sister and absolutely adores getting to play with her younger brothers, and Hugo is starting to learn to play with them safely as well.

Little Ollie and Jack are asleep now so I sneak away to go into my bedroom and find that Ron is already lying in bed waiting for me. It was a long day for us both and we're exhausted, but I know that I need to tell Ron about the pregnancy.

"Hey baby," I say to Ron as I crawl into bed next to him. He kisses the top of my head in return and I continue, "Ron I need to tell you something." This gets his attention and he turns to face me and nods for me to continue. "Ron I think, well no, I know that I'm pregnant again."

Ron doesn't say anything at first, instead he kisses me softly on the lips and when he pulls back he says "at least this kid will be over a year apart from the twins." We both chuckle a bit and he adds, "I guess we should go to the doctor tomorrow?"

I smile, "Actually I dropped by St. Mungo's yesterday. The baby is due March 2, maybe we'll get lucky and he or she will be born that close to your birthday just like the twins on mine." We smile, but I can't help but wonder how Ron feels about this, I mean, it means that we're having our seventh child. "Ron can you believe we're having our seventh child?"

"I know," he pauses and smiles, "I always thought my parents were crazy. But we have enough money to handle it financially, and we both love kids, so I don't see the problem with it. We can keep having more if you want to." I'm a bit shocked at his ease with discussing having multiple kids in the future… after all, I'm almost 36.

"Ron I'm almost 36, and by the time I have this little one I will be 36… are you okay with having more? I feel like maybe we're too old to keep having kids," I hope he knows what I mean… my body is going to start aging a lot more soon, especially after this pregnancy.

"Hermione we can have as many kids as you want, or after this pregnancy we can stop. You're not too old, we have our entire lives ahead of us and hey, my mum had me when she was your age and Ginny after that."

I nod and we leave the conversation there, and go to sleep dreaming of possible babies to come.

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Dropping Rose off at the train station is proving to be as difficult as I was dreading it would be. Harry and Ginny are having issues dropping Al off as well, especially because it means they only have one child at home, but dropping off my eldest child and only girl is breaking my heart.

She got up early this morning and put her robes on, not wanting to wait any longer to be a student at Hogwarts. She reminds me so much of myself its ridiculous; she spent the entire summer reading all of her textbooks and organizing her trunk multiple times. I actually feel like I went back to Hogwarts this summer with how many questions she's been asking about it.

Ron got his Muggle's Driver's License over the last week. We thought that since going to the train station is going to be a regular occurrence now, plus the added fact that I seem to be getting fatter earlier with each pregnancy it would make sense to have two drivers in the family. I still think he confunded the instructor though, there's no way he passed on his own, he didn't practice at all!

It's almost eleven now, and while Harry is having a word with Al, we say our own private goodbyes to our eldest child.

"Rose honey, you be careful, and learn a lot," I hug her and add quietly in her ear, "and let yourself have fun." She smiles at me as our groups join back together and I notice that Ron nods to Harry and we both look to see Draco Malfoy dropping off his son. A few cracks about inheritance and the sorting later, my little girl is climbing on the train with her cousin and I feel Ron's arms around me. Hugo is basically attached to my leg at this point, I know he doesn't want to show it but he's going to miss his big sister a lot.

As the scarlet steam engine disappears from view, we all head back to the Burrow where Ron and I pick up our three youngest sons and head home. Little Harry is walking now so we've had to magic the house a bit for his protection. The twins are doing the stumble and fall thing a lot, which is absolutely adorable but also sort of painful so we added a cushioning charm to the floor to ensure that no one gets hurt.

Having three little boys so close together was basically the least thought out thing I've ever done in my entire life. I love them all of course, and it's been fun having them at work with Ron and me but seriously, they're all going through the same phases so close together that I feel like I'm stuck in a perpetual tornado of poo, screaming, and mischief.

It's surprising me everyday how much trouble little kids can get into; even at the age they're at now. I have a sneaking suspicion though that George might be responsible for a lot of the interesting little manoeuvres they seem to have put together.

I can already tell that Hugo is going to love it when the boys are old enough for him to play with and talk to. He constantly asks questions about the boys, wondering why his brothers aren't as talkative as he is. I can tell he wants so badly to play the big brother role and it's adorable. I think he's going to miss Rose's presence in the house as much as me and Ron, but hopefully the boys will keep him busy.

I can't believe how much weight I've already gained in this pregnancy, I still have months to go and I'm already the size I was when I was six months pregnant with Rose. It must be the age thing, but I've also been letting myself indulge in Ron's sweets more than I used to; I've needed the added energy to work and take care of all my boys.

Working back at the Ministry is great. I'm very thankful that I'll get to be back for a full year before this new baby is born. Getting to work everyday with Harry and Ron, and being able to have the kids with us has been a real treat. Being pregnant again has been a lot more trying this time than last time though. I do think I'm getting too old to continue doing this. I've had to take supplementary potions from Healer Parker a few times a week to help with the "nutrition and well-being" of the baby and my body, but I don't mind, I certainly don't want another scare like what happened with the twins.

I can't believe the twins are almost a year old already, or that I'm almost 36. The other day Ron and I were talking about all of our kids and how they all have the Weasley trademarks, and I got very upset because I knew that one of our kids didn't have the Weasley trademarks at all. It's sort of hard to think about that sometimes. We have all these little versions of Ron running around and although facially you can see me in the kids, all the main indicators spell Ron.

I imagine that Lizzy would've looked a lot like me. She already had deep chocolate eyes even when she was born; I wonder what our next child is going to look like. I wonder if it'll be another boy. I giggle a little at that thought, I don't know if I could handle actually having five sons. I would like another daughter… but I also know that having a daughter might actually be a lot harder in some ways; it would feel more like a replacement.

Coming home seems oddly quieter, even though Rose wasn't ever much of a noise maker. Ron is playing with the boys in the living room so I take the opportunity to go down the hallway and step into our daughter's room. I'm very glad that we have enough money to have a house large enough for all the kids will always have their own rooms… unless we have a lot more.

As I stand in Rose's room I feel a sense of loss. Her bookshelf is half empty, and all her favourite clothes are gone. I feel a tear on my cheek and I sit down on her freshly made bed. I smile through my tears when I see that the picture that usually sits next to her bed of the whole family is gone and I know that it must be finding a new place to live right now at Hogwarts.

I cry a little more, and as I stand up from her bed I see a picture of Ron and me on her wall from our Hogwarts days. I have a strange sense of catharsis run through me. I know that Rose is going to be okay. She's an incredibly smart kid and she's with friends at Hogwarts. She's going to experience the best and worst times of her life in that school, hopefully more good than bad, but when she's finished she's going to be a brave, talented woman who is going to make me proud; hell she already does make me proud.

I smile as I turn out the lights in her room and shut the door with a click. I wander back to the living room and scoop little Harry up from where he was sitting on the floor and take a seat next to Ron on the couch who had Jack in his arms. Hugo was sitting with Ollie on the floor as well and I give Ron a quick kiss on the cheek when he asks if I'm okay.

Being surrounded by my family is exactly what I needed right now. I breathe in the smell of little Harry's hair, and relax on the couch with him in my arms.

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We made a habit of ensuring that Harry, Ginny, Ron and I got together with our kids every year for Halloween. It's a significant day in Harry's life and ours, but it's also a day that we like to enjoy with the children. Harry has always really embraced holidays and celebrations with his kids, my guess being that he never had it growing up until he met Ron and he knows how important it is.

Sadly though, this year seems strangely empty as we all gather at Harry's. With three of our eldest children at Hogwarts we only have two children who really understand the idea behind Halloween. Little Harry, Jack and Ollie are all too young yet. So today after Ron and Harry took Hugo and Lily trick or treating we got the youngest Weasley children to bed in a guest bedroom and settled in the living room to watch as Hugo and Lily go head to head in a chess match.

After a few minutes of enjoying the game, Ron turns to me and Harry and says, "Do you two realize that today is basically the 25th anniversary of our friendship?"

I smile nostalgically as I'm reminded of being rescued from a mountain troll during our first year at Hogwarts.

"I can't believe it's been that long," I say and notice Harry fighting a smirk and trying not to say something, finally he breaks.

"I can't believe we locked you in the loo with that troll," he snickers and Ron looks alarmed but chuckles as Ginny covers her mouth in surprise. WHAT! I thought they had just rescued me, I had no idea they had been the ones to endanger me in the first place.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I say loudly, "I took the flack for you two and you were the reason I was in trouble in the first place?"

They were both laughing now, but Ron gave Harry a light smack on the arm, "Damn it Harry we decided we'd never tell her."

"Sorry Ron, I had to make this anniversary the best one ever," Harry retorts and we all laugh.

"Okay so seriously what did happen that night?" I ask, now rather curious.

"Well we knew there was a troll and that you didn't know about it so we were heading to the girls washroom to warn you and we sort of found the troll and got it through a door and trapped it… then we realized we'd trapped it in the girls washroom," Harry explains and now I can't help but laugh.

"Yeah, and we would've told you, but we were so impressed that you took the blame for us that instead we just became friends, after all there truly are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other," Ron adds and I smile and shake my head.

"You boys," we all smile, and afters a few moments of silence I have to add, "I have to admit though guys, that might've been a terrifying experience, but I'm thankful it happened. Look at us now, twenty-five years later and we're all still here and together."

Ron rubs my back gently and says, "And we always will be."

Ginny started laughing a bit and muses, "Yeah they don't call you the golden trio for nothing."

We all laugh at Ginny's comment and start talking about the times we had growing up in Hogwarts.

Things take a bit of a serious turn when Ginny asks me sort of uncomfortably, "Hermione did you ever regret becoming a witch? Knowing that if you hadn't you wouldn't have had to endure the war or risk your life?"

I can see that this question gets Ron and Harry's attention and I realize that they've all probably wondered about that for a long time.

"Oh not for a second," I pause because I've never talked about my muggle life before Hogwarts really, "I never fit in at my muggle schools. I had some friends sure, but it never felt right and I never felt like I belonged anywhere until I walked into Hogwarts. Plus if I hadn't been a witch then I couldn't have helped in the war and we needed all the help we could get." I say this and I know that it's true. I hope that it will settle the matter and I'm surprised when it's Harry that speaks first.

"I know what you mean Hermione, I never fit in either," he pauses and gets that awkward look in his eye like he might become emotional, "and as for needing you in the war, you should know by now that I, that we, could never have done it without you."

I feel my eyes well up in tears; Harry isn't exactly an especially emotional person especially when it comes to using his words so I know that what he's saying means a lot to him.

"Thanks Harry," I say quietly and wipe my eyes as Ron grins in my direction.

We all smile for a second and I realize how lucky I am to be able to call all the people around me family.

"Merlin it's been a great twenty five years," Ron says and we all grin a little at him then he adds, "except for the whole war and misery thing."

We all laugh at this and the mood lightens when Hugo announces that he won the game and Lily demands a rematch.

Okay so I know I turned Hermione into a Weasley baby machine... lol, but i basically just love the idea of her and ron having loads of "beautiful red headed babies."