This chapter is later than I planned, blame that on me working 40 hours in three days.
But I hope everyone likes it! It's on the longer side.
Disclaimer: I own the computer I wrote this on, does that count? No? Okay, so I don't own Harry Potter.
Chapter 17: Debacle
Exchanging a quick glance, Hermione and Ginny jumped off the beds and fled down the stairs. Hermione made it to the bottom first, and regretted going down the stairs.
There in the middle of the living room, were two Weasley men wrestling on the floor.
"Charlie Weasley!"
Everyone jumped at the loudness of Mrs. Weasley's voice, it even caused the two fighting to stop.
"Charles Septimus Weasley! You, young man, are supposed to be resting. What on earth could posses you to tackle your own brother?" She scolded.
And sure enough, once Charlie got himself up from the floor- there laid Ron. Ron was sporting a cut lip, a bloody nose, and a deep purple left eye. Charlie, however, didn't seem to have a scratch on him- except for anything dragon related.
"Ronald Billius Weasley, you explain this minute." Molly said looking her youngest son in the eye.
"I don't know Mum, honest! I walked in the door, saw Charlie, and then he just came at me." Ron said trying to control his bleeding.
"Charles." Molly said rounding on him.
Charlie just shook his head and looked up at his mum, "He deserves it mum."
Mrs. Weasley sighed, "I cannot think of anything that would force your brother to deserve something like that."
Charlie said nothing but focused his attention on Hermione, who he just spotted. "If you want to know the whole story, I can't tell you, but Hermione can. That is if she wishes."
Ron looked over at Hermione, "Bloody Hell! Hermione, I didn't know you were back!" He said putting on a happy face, and ignoring his mother's chiding for cursing.
He got off the floor and walked over to give Hermione a hug. Hermione promptly moved so she was standing behind Ginny and out of the way.
"Don't, just don't." She said looking at the floor.
"What's wrong 'Mione? Now I can't even hug my friend?" Ron asked.
"Ron, that day in the cemetery, you not only hurt me physically but you hurt me emotionally as well. I haven't found it in me to forgive you, at least not yet." Hermione spoke softly, but loud enough that everyone could hear.
Molly Weasley could feel her anger level rise. If Hermione was implying what she thought, then her son deserved a hell of a lot more. "Ronald Weasley, did you lay a hand on that girl?" She asked out raged.
Everyone could see Ron's ears start to turn red. "What did you expect? Did you know about her and Fred sleeping around?" He yelled.
"Don't fucking talk about something you know nothing about!" Charlie roared. Molly was too stunned to reprimand her son and his foul language.
Ron turned around and glared at his older brother, "And you do?"
"Yeah I do! Because guess what? I was there to help Hermione out when you were the one who forced her away from her family and friends! It was I who went with her to the doctor's appointments. I was also there when she found out she was having twins. When she was in labor, who was there? Oh yeah, that's right, I was. And I was also there when Hermione and I decided to give a serious relationship a go."
Once the last words were out of his mouth, Charlie looked over at Hermione- who was blushing. Charlie knew that she wanted to wait to tell his family, at least until they knew where the relationship was going. His face washed over in relief when he saw her smile and nod.
Ron returned his glare to Hermione. "Is it true?" When Hermione lifted her head and gave a curt nod, Ron became more out raged. "I can't fucking believe it! First Fred, now Charlie! Who's next? George, Percy, or Bill?" He yelled before storming out of the house. It was a couple of minutes before the remaining inhabitants of The Burrow heard a loud pop, and they knew Ron had disapparated.
"Oh, Hermione. I am sorry you had to face that. I thought I raised him better." Mrs. Weasley said while putting her arms around the girl.
"Harry, I didn't see you there." Hermione said, trying to forget what Ron had said, and hugged her friend.
"Hermione, it's good to see you. I hear you had the babies." Harry said with a smile.
"Oh yes, you will have to meet them, that is once they wake up from their nap." Hermione said gushing about her kids.
"Now, Hermione you need to go upstairs and rest, because we are having everyone over for supper tonight. I just know everyone will be excited to see you. And Harry, dear, do you mind finding Ron, and try reasoning with him. I know he doesn't deserve it, but his is still a part of this family. Charlie, you need to rest as well, so I am sending you up the stairs. Ginny, you will help me get the food ready." Molly said going into her Mrs. Weasley mode.
Hermione did as she was told; she was never one to ignore an order from Mrs. Weasley. She got herself settled in Charlie's old bed, and smiled- it still smelled like him. Hermione was almost asleep when she heard the door creak open. Grabbing her wand, she was ready to face the intruder who dared come into the room while her babies were sleeping.
"Relax Hermione, it's just me." She heard Charlie say in reassurance.
"What are you doing here?" She asked tiredly.
Charlie smirked, "If I recall, this once was my room. Plus, I was having a little bit of trouble climbing the stairs- and this is all the further I got." He spoke while he sat down on the bed- the same bed Hermione was currently trying to sleep in.
"Fine, but if your snoring keeps me awake, you will be moving." Hermione said with a grin.
Faking shock, Charlie let out a gasp. "I will let you know, that I do not snore."
Laughing, Hermione rolled over, "Sure you don't."
Charlie was going to say something else, but noticed Hermione had already drifted off to sleep.
-.-
Ron apparated to the first place he thought of, The Hogs Head. He wasn't sure why, but once he saw that sign he knew the only thing he wanted was a drink. Walking into the bar, Ron sat at the first available stool he saw, and ordered a Firewhiskey.
Aberforth was hesitant about giving him the alcohol, but saw the need for it in the young man's eyes.
Harry found his best friend sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of what he assumed was Firewhiskey.
"Ron, mate, let's go back to The Burrow- your mum is wondering where you are." Harry said, while refusing the drink Aberforth tried to give him.
Looking down at the amber liquid, Ron wanted to ignore Harry.
"Come on, Ron. I'm sure if you just apologize to 'Mione, everything would be normal." Harry said.
Ron looked over at his friend. "You don't get it Harry. Nothing will be the same. Hermione and I were supposed to end up together. But she chose Fred over me, and then she chose to go gallivanting throughout Romania and once again pick one of my brothers over me. I'm in love with her; she is the only one I see when I look into my future. So I can't go back and pretend everything is fine, I won't." He said before downing the rest of his drink and motioning for Aberforth to bring him another one.
Unsure of what to say, Harry just sat there staring at Ron- not really believe in what he just heard.
"All right, mate, but you know where to find us." Harry replied before walking out the door and apparating back to The Burrow.
Aberforth watched the young Weasley sit at the bar and drown his sorrows. He wasn't sure what was troubling the man, but made sure to keep a close eye on him with all the alcohol he was ingesting.
"Hello Ronald."
Ron looked up to find a head of long striking blonde hair, "Hi Luna." He mumbled not really wanting to hear about her Tumbeasts or Dimbelwits.
"Lovely day out today, isn't it?" She asked.
"Yeah." He said, not really wanting to be bothered.
Even though Ron was not talking much, Luna knew she should keep trying to break through the hard exterior.
-.-
Molly Weasley busied herself in the kitchen in the time leading up to dinner. She was glad to have her family back- save for Ron. Molly was unsure of what to do about her youngest son. She still loved him, but she knew he had changed after the war.
Hearing the tell tale sign of apparation in the back yard, Molly looked out the window and saw Percy coming up the walk with Audrey (who she had taken a liking for). Another pop and she saw her husband walking up behind Percy.
It was around that time she heard the fireplace start up, and after walking into the living she found Bill and Fluer- who had a cute baby bump. Not long after Bill arrived, George and Angelina- also with a baby bump- stepped through the fire place as well.
"Good, everyone is here. Now, George, be a dear and go wake up Hermione and Charlie. Hermione is sleeping in Charlie's old room and Charlie should be in your former room. Then we can eat!" She said happily.
There was one final apparation pop, and Molly looked out the window to see Harry walking towards The Burrow.
When he walked through the door, Molly looked at her son- in all sense of the word but blood- and sighed sadly when he shook his head.
She was about to say something, when everyone heard screaming coming from above.
-.-
George did as he was told, and went to wake up the final two members of the dinner party. He decided to wake Hermione first, since Charlie's room was first on the way up.
"Come on 'Mione! Get up. You may have just reappeared from Romania, but you aren't exempt from the family dinner." George yelled turning on the lights.
The sudden onset of yelling, light, and sound, awoke both Hermione and Charlie, as well as the twins. Hermione let out a very girly screech, while Charlie looked around dumbfounded with his wand in his hand. Along with Hermione's screech, Fallon and Greyson started screaming from being awoken from a nice slumber with loud sounds.
"Bloody Hell, George! You don't go screaming at people when there are kids in the room sleeping." Charlie said as he tried to get off the bed.
Hermione was already over by the cribs and had Fallon in her arms trying to calm him down.
"Were you two in the same bed?" George asked curiously with a sly smile on his face.
"Oi! What's going on in here?"
The three adults in the room looked towards the door and found a half dozen red headed Weasley's watching the interaction.
Molly pushed her way through, and helped Hermione by picking up Greyson.
Smiling as best as she could, Hermione cleared her throat. "Well, hello, it's nice to see you all again." She started poorly. "I want you all to meet Fallon Arthur, and Greyson Henry." She said pointing to the correct child. "They are my twin boys, and their father is Fred. Yes this is a shock and believe me, I was more shocked than any of you."
Bill was the first to speak, "So you and Fred…" He said trialing off to let her fill it in.
"Yes, Fred and I had a relationship for over two years. Yes, we kept it from you because we weren't sure what you all would think. But we were going to tell you all, honestly. However, we didn't get the chance. And now I have Fallon and Greyson, and with Charlie's help we are managing."
The Weasley men who didn't know of Hermione and Fred's relationship looked dumbfounded. Nobody had guessed anything was going on between the two. But with one look from Mrs. Weasley, they all kept their thoughts to themselves.
"Wait, twins?" George questioned looking back and forth between the two little boys. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of there being another pair of Weasley twins, Fred's twins. Even if he couldn't have his twin back, this is the next best thing.
Everyone migrated back to the ground floor, leaving Hermione, Charlie, Mr. and Mrs. Wealsy, and the twins.
"Did I hear correctly, Fallon Arthur?" Mr. Weasley commented.
Charlie watched as Hermione's face lit up in a smile. "Yes, I thought it was appropriate to name each one after their grandfathers." She said before walking over to him and placing Fallon in his open arms.
Mr. Wealsey had no idea what to say. For once in his life, he was speechless. Usually he had a comment for everything. But right now he was holding one of his first grandchildren- one named after him, and he had nothing to say.
"Well, how about we get some food?" Mrs. Weasley asked, breaking the silence and heading for the stairs, and heard the others follow.
Just so you all know, I hated writing Ron like this in this chapter. I hate writing anyone mean, period. But bear with me. Also, what was all of that with Luna?
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