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Seamus quietly slipped into their flat. Rose knew he would be late and he didn't want to wake her - He needn't have worried.

"Hello stranger."

Seamus jumped; He had expected his wife to be asleep.

"Good morning, love," he whispered, kissing her forehead. He went to the wardrobe to change out of his work robes

"Hey, Shay?" Rose said.

"Hm?" Seamus tried to untie a not in his shoelaces.

"I'm pregnant."

"What?" He looked up, confused.

"We're going to have a baby."

"Really?"

Rose just nodded beaming.

Seamus seemed to fly through the air jumping to the bed to hug her.

"When?"

"Middle of March. 'found out this morning."

"I'm going to be a father?" He asked grinning stupidly.

"Uh huh."

He hugged her again, Smiling at her as if he had never heard anything so wonderful.

"Have you told anyone else?"

"No, I wanted you to be first."

"I love you, Rosie. But we're going to have to tell your parents."

Rose gave him a look. "Both of them? I'm not sure that would be the best idea. Dad..."

Hermione's smile faded as she watched her husband's face as they their daughter and son-in-law disappeared through the fireplace.

"Ron? Ron?" She tried to gauge his reaction, "This is great! We're going to be grandparents!"

Ron just stared into the grate.

"What? This is great, maybe now they'll understand what we went through with her," She chuckled, trying to break the tension.

Still no response.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's not. She's too young."

"Honestly, Ron. That's your problem? She's almost 24. Rosie's not a little girl anymore."

Ron shook his head, just slightly. Hermione couldn't tell if he was disagreeing or just trying to clear his head.

"But she can't be pregnant. That would mean..."

It suddenly dawned on her. This was why Ron was upset. Honestly, he could he so dense at times.

"Yes, Ron," she said, exasperatedly "They've been married for two years. Of course they've slept together. What else do you think they do? Play chess?"

Ron blushed, "No. She's too..."

"Ronald Bilius Weasley. Our daughter is not too young to be having...relations...with her husband. We were married by her age. And we'd been sleeping together for ages before that."

"I know," Ron sighed, defeated, "I just don't want to lose her."

"You won't. Don't worry. She's in good hands."

Again, I'm not JKR (but you've probably figured that out by now).

Originally posted May 2011.