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Chapter 4: Molly and Arthur

Hermione arrived at The Burrow with Ginny not far behind. She was surprised to find no one in the living room. Figuring they were all still playing Quidditch, Hermione headed out back to find Mrs. and Mr. Weasley. She didn't have to look far, the two people she wanted to see were in the kitchen.

Molly brightened when she saw the girls walk in. "Hermione, Ginny, I didn't think I would be seeing you anymore today. Harry and Ron are both outside with everyone else immersed in that game of Quidditch."

Hermione nodded, "Thanks Mrs. Weasley, but if it's alright I would like to speak with both of you."

Arthur and Molly looked surprised. "Sure dear." Molly said with a smile. She and Arthur sat down at the table, while Hermione and Ginny sat across from them.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione decided it was now or never. "I just thought that I should explain why I haven't been here as much."

"It's fine Hermione. Ron told us that you have just been working hard, we understand." Molly said with that familiar twinkle in her eyes.

Shaking her head, Hermione sighed. "That's not the entire reason. I guess I have been working, but not much. For once in my life I have only been doing just above the bare minimum." She took a deep breath. "Fred's funeral," Hermione had a slight struggle getting his name out. "Well it affected me more than anyone thinks." She looked up and saw the confused faces of two people she viewed as parents. "Fred…" Hermione stopped to take another breath. "Fred and I were together." She stopped to let this sink in. When she looked up, their faces looked even more confused than before. "Fred and I dated, for quite some time. We just weren't sure how to tell the family." She finished with her head down.

The whole kitchen was silent.

"You and Fr-Fred?" Mrs. Weasley questioned with a shaky voice.

"Yes."

"Hermione, why did you two feel the need to keep this from the family?" Mr. Weasley spoke for the first time.

"We both thought it would be best for our relationship. I wasn't even sure what I wanted out of a relationship. I was supposed to still be in school. But I went with Harry and Ron to help defeat Voldemort." She looked up into their eyes. "It was right before we left to go hunting for the Horcruxes that Fred and I talked. We both agreed that we loved each other, and wanted this relationship to work. We also decided we would tell everyone once the war was over and everything was back to the way it was. And obviously that didn't happen how we planned."

The Weasleys nodded. "Hermione I am glad you told us, but I wish you would have sooner. We could have been helping you through the grief with the rest of the family. And here I was thinking you had just begun working again." Mrs. Weasley said while starting to get up, thinking the conversation was over.

"Mrs. Weasley, I'm not finished." Hermione said rather sternly. She just wanted to tell them and get it over.

Molly then abruptly sat back down, wondering what else Hermione could have to say.

"I- um… This is really hard to say. But I want you to know that I loved Fred, very much. And I know he loved me." This was it. Hermione took another deep breath. She had decided it would be easiest to just say it. "I'm pregnant."

Hermione couldn't take her eyes off of the table. She couldn't stand to look at their faces, knowing they would be disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly. I thought you said you were pregnant. As in with a child. And with the way you were talking, I think you were implying that Fred, our dead son, is the father." Mr. Weasley said with a disapproving tone in his voice.

Grabbing a picture from Ginny, Hermione set it on the table and pushed it forward. "This is your grandchild. And I know for a fact it is Fred's, it can't be anyone else's. Like I said, I loved- love- him very much." She finally looked up at the older couple, and could see many questions forming in their minds. "I'm ten weeks along. It happened a few nights before the final battle. I hadn't seen him in a while so while I was supposed to be on watch one night, I apparated to his flat. I went there with the sole intention of talking, but one thing lead to another…" Hermione blushed as she said this, remembering she was talking to the Weasley's. "I have decided to keep the baby. I wanted to let you know so you can decide how involved or not involved you want to be. And that picture is for you to keep, I got extra copies."

She sat in the chair waiting for them to say anything. When no one said anything, Hermione figured this was her cue to leave. She stood up and walked towards the door while looking at the ground the whole way. That is until she was stopped. Molly was standing in front of Hermione, and suddenly took the young women in her arms.

"Dear, we are here for you no matter what. This will be one of our first grandbabies and we would be honored to be a part of his or her life." Mrs. Weasley said quietly while still embracing Hermione.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Molly, and buried her face in her shoulder. She knew that Molly didn't care if there were tears now falling on to her shirt.

Finally the two released their embrace. Hermione gave a weak smile and wiped the remaining tears off her face.

"Now we need to make sure you two are doing well. How about I make some food. I noticed you didn't eat much at brunch." Mrs. Weasley said before turning to the stove and starting to prepare some food for Hermione and the baby.

"Molly, I am fine. Honest." Hermione said trying to argue.

Mr. Weasley shook his head. "It's not use, she won't listen. Just accept the food and smile." He said.

Hermione chuckled, "Actually I think I'm going to go watch the boys play Quidditch. You want to go Ginny?" She asked while walking towards the door.

However, she was stopped before she could open it to lead her out side. "Ginerva Weasley. You make sure this young girl stays away from brooms. No flying, or riding. Don't even let her near one." Mrs. Weasley said with a glare aimed at Ginny.

"No problem, mum, Hermione is terrified of flying. We are safe." Ginny said with a light laugh.

Shaking her head, Hermione continued outside. Once she got to the Quidditch pitch she saw Harry, Bill, George, Ron, and Percy up in the air playing some Quidditch like Molly said. Hermione sat herself down and laid back in the sun. She watched as Ginny mounted a broom and flew off to join her brothers and boyfriend.

It wasn't long before she could feel someone sit down next to her. Looking over, Hermione spotted Charlie, Ron's second oldest brother.

"Shouldn't you be in Romania?" She asked with a smile. Charlie was the brother that Hermione had never spoken to much. Bill was around more and more with his job at Gringotts. Percy she had gotten to know a little before he started being a prat. George was her boyfriend's other half, it would be strange if she didn't know him. With Fred there was of course proof the she got to know him well with the baby. And Ron was considered one of her best friends.

That left Charlie, who was always in Romania she never got to talk to him.

Glancing over, she saw him smirk.

"I should be, but I have been trying to come back more often. For Mum, ya' know? It's all been hard on her." He said the last part quietly.

Hermione could sense the conversation taking a turn. She tried to hold back the tears.

"So, how are those dragons doing?" She asked, hoping to change the topic.

Charlie smiled and started talking about all of his favorite dragons on the reserve. He was glad that someone was interested in what he had to say for once.

Laying in the grass Hermione watched some of her best friends play Quidditch, and listened to Charlie talk about dragons, a topic she didn't know much about.

It wasn't long before Mrs. Weasley was calling them all in for supper. Hermione smiled as she and Charlie hurriedly finished their conversation and walked up to The Burrow.

Before Charlie could open the door for the two of them, Hermione stepped in front of him blocking his way.

"Charlie, I just want to say thanks for going to Australia and getting my mum and dad. I just- er- It was- um… Thanks." Hermione said.

Charlie looked down at the girl standing in front of him. She wasn't really a girl anymore, more like a young women. He pushed the thoughts away from his mind. This was his kid brother's best friend. So Charlie smiled, "It was no problem Hermione. I had a nice time in Australia. And I am glad you have them back now. How about we get some supper, yeah?" He said with a chuckle.

Hermione nodded and followed him inside.

Oh Snap! I threw in Charlie…

Do you think Molly and Arthur's reactions were okay? I think they would be cool about it. I mean yeah, pregnant out of wedlock, but still they seem like cool parents!

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