Summary: A moment in Ron and Hermione's life.
A/N: I was in a mood for some kind of fluff...
Disclaimer: Yet again I will not say I own them. I am not rich, I still write just fanfiction, oh, not like JKR.
One moment
"Dada," Rose said as Ron came to look at his daughter. He smiled, this was one of the first times the little girl said 'Dada'.
"Yes, it's Daddy. Feel like eating?" Ron asked without waiting any other answer than would the little girl go to sleep or stay awake.
"Mama," she replied, like she knew what Ron had meant. He smiled and took the little girl in his arms.
"Hermione, here we come!" Ron said and carried Rose up.
"Oh good morning Rosie," Hermione said taking the girl from Ron's arms. "I'll feed her, you go with our guests, love."