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"Daddy, who's that?"
"That's your uncle Ron. That's who you're named after," Harry said.
Little Ron ran over to his uncle and gave him a hug, which was returned somewhat
awkwardly.
Harry sent his son outside to play with his cousin.
"If you don't remember any of us, how did you end up here?" Mrs. Weasley asked her
son.
"Someone told me to come here. I met him a few weeks ago. He said he went to school
with me. He was Irish, I think."
"Seamus?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, that was his name."
Hermione still didn't say a word.
"Why did he send you here?" Harry asked.
"He said you could help me remember my life; remember who I really am. I remember
the past five years, but nothing before that. I don't know how I ended up where I did.
Practically my whole life is a blank. He said that I'm a wizard, is that true?"
"Yes it is, and we're your parents," Molly and Arthur told him.
"Harry over there is your best friend. Hermione-"
"Is your other best friend," Hermione said quickly, cutting Molly and Arthur off.
"You also have four more brothers; Bill, Percy, Fred and George," Mrs. Weasley
continued.
"Your sister Ginny, little Ron's mother, passed away. So did your brother Charlie," Mrs.
Weasley said sadly.
"How?"
"Ginny fell very ill. Your brother died in the war."
"What war?"
"The same war Harry and I saw you die in," Hermione said, voice shaky. "How are you
standing here in front of us now? Voldemort shot the killing curse at you. Harry and I
tried to counter it, but it hit you, and you vanished… We mourned you," Hermione said,
tears rolling down her face.
"Please don't cry," Ron said, walking over to her, giving her a hug.
She wanted to pull away but she didn't. She hugged him back.
"Okay, no more tears," she laughed nervously.
"Hermione, can I talk to you for a minute?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Hermione said, following him to another room.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked her.
"No… I can't believe that he's been alive for the past five years… How?"
"I've been thinking about that. You know how Dumbledore said it was my mother's love
that kept me alive when Voldemort tried to kill me?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe we did the same thing for Ron."
"I guess that makes sense," Hermione said.
"The Golden Trio, reunited again," Harry smiled.
"He doesn't remember us, Harry."
"He will. We're going to make him remember everything, starting with his magic. Then
you can tell him everything else."
"Oh yeah, I'm just going to keep everything inside for God knows how long, and then
I'm going to blurt everything out.
'Hey Ron, remember five years ago when we were
Seventeen, on the night before we thought you died? Well, on that night you told me
you were going to marry me as soon as the war was over. Do you remember what
happened after that? Well, let me remind you. Instead of going back to the main part of
the cave, we went to the back where nobody else was. Before either of us could actually
think about what was happening, the hormones running through our seventeen year old
bodies took over. Our clothes went flying and then I freaked out before I let anything else
happen.
You said "screw waiting until the war is over. Why don't you marry me right
now." You told me that other people could find out later. "We'll just tell Harry in the
morning. We can make things official later. All that matter is what we say right now."
Then I told you yes, and between the two of us, we were married. Since we were married
and the clothes were already gone, we had no regrets about what happened after that. So
after my first and only night with you, nine months later, after you died, I gave birth to
our daughter Mia'… You think that's how I should tell him, Harry?"