Back to their house with the blue fence and red front door, Ron and Hermione came home after their hospital stay. Ron led the way, holding all the things neccessary for a baby, like diapers and blankets, while Hermione carried their little girl. Ron removed their wards and led the family in. Ron set everything down, and relieved his tired wife of their baby so she could take off her sweater. Rosie was sleeping, but Ron was talking to her anyway. Hermione tuned back into what Ron was saying and began to laugh. Ron looked over and frowned at his wife.
"I'm completely serious Hermione. If we don't start turning her off boys now, who knows where we'll be in 10 years? My little girl might get her first kiss!" Hermione laughed more. Ron walked away with his baby girl, continuing to talk. "Don't listen to Mummy, honey. She doesn't understand that you're Daddy's angel. You'll be good and stay away from those boys, won't you?" Rosie didn't even stir in her sleep. Ron sighed. "We'll work on this tomorrow Rosie." Hermione giggled quietly as she led her husband and child to the white room across the hall from theirs.
Ron and Hermione watched their baby sleep soundly in her white crib, with white blanket and white mobile. The couple looked around the room. Everything was prepaired for a baby, but in no way ready for their special little girl. The room was white, and as welcoming as a hospital. The couple exchanged a glance, and walked away from the room closing the door to Rosie's room, and setting a charm that would let them hear her anywhere in the house. As they walked hand in hand down the hall to the kitchen, Hermione spoke.
"We need to decorate. At least add some pink." Ron nodded his head.
"I was actually thinking that orange would be a good color for her room." Ron winced as his wife smacked him, but laughed with her as well. "Okay, pink. Maybe just a bit of orange. No don't hit me again woman! Hear me out." Hermione lowered her hand. "What if we painted orange and pink and blue flowers? Some red and yellow roses, real big, and then some smaller wildflowers?" Hermione looked thoughtfully at her husband and smiled.
"I think that would be wonderful Ron." Ron brightened at the complement. He hugged Hermione to him and gave her a deep kiss. The kiss lasted on and on until Hermione broke it, yawning. Ron chuckled and had Hermione sit. He made them each a sandwich, then they went to take a nap. They snuggled together in their bed, and settled into some much needed sleep. Much too soon, Rosie was crying out.
Ron and Hermione jolted awake and Ran to their daughter. Hermione picked her up, but seemed confused. The new parents stared at their bundle of joy wondering what they should be doing. Hermione walked over to the changing table and checked Rosies diaper. Hermione changed her efficiently, but she still cried. Hermione looked at Ron and he snapped his fingers.
"I bet she's hungry!" Ron smiled as though he had solved world hunger, as oppossed to why their baby was crying.
"Thank you Ron!" Hermione said sarcastically as she sat down in the rocking chair and fed their child. Ron had that bludger struck look on his face again. "What?" Hermione asked quietly when she caught her husband staring at her and Rosie in that wierd way that she never really understood. He gave that look sometimes when he thought she wasn't paying attention, and it freaked her out, like she was all he needed for happiness. It's a lot for one person to live up to. Ron shook himself out of it, and walked over to sit on the arm of the chair and kissed his wife on the cheek.
"I was just thinking about how awesome it is that we have her. A little genius to make our family grow." Hermione smiled softly, then sat in silence with Ron until Rosie stopped feeding. She burped, and stared sleepily at her parents. Together Ron and Hermione rocked their baby back to sleep. They placed her in her crib and Hermione pulled out her wand. She waved it and silently cast a spell to paint the room in Ron's vision. Rose Claire Weasley's room was officially a rainbow garden, envisioned by the first people to love had light blue walls with green grass. There were red and yellow roses the size of Ron's hand, and little multi-colored wildflowers among the grass. The crib changed to a soft pink color, and the mobile turned into a rainbow Noah's Ark theme. Ron and Hermione smiled at their sleeping baby and closed the door, ready to let their family grow like the flowers on Rose's walls. AN: So that's the end of it! I'm so sorry about taking forever to post this! I don't even blame any of you if you forgot all about the story. Also, something's wrong with the download part, so I'm not sure if the story is going to post correctly, but here's to hoping! Thank you to all of you who read! Thlove