Disclaimer: Don't Harry Potter, enough said! FYI, Ron's eyes are now green and screw whoever has a problem with that. P.S. Ron and Riley are twenty-two instead of twenty-four and so are Ireth and Draco.

Chapter 4

"I'm not wearing them," Riley glared defiantly, looking at the object in her hands in disgust. Ron rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"Love, you're going to have to start wearing them," He tried to reason with her but that seemed to get her angrier.

"I'm not wearing maternity clothes, they make me feel fat besides I'm only like five months along," She pouted, her eyes glistening.

"Yeah but you're bound to get bigger," He winced when he realized how that came out. She drew back, a hurt expression on her face. She slapped him before locking herself in the bedroom.

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He knocked on the door once more; he had been trying to get her out for over an hour.

"Riley, look I'm sorry, it was insensitive of me, will you please open the door?" A click made him smile and she looked at him, a frown on her lips.

"You're right, so you better make me feel better," She smiled and he chuckled. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Ron smirked and placed a kiss on her lips.

"That's a good start," She giggled, making him smile widely. He dipped his head down and captured her lips once more. He backed them into the room and he sat down on the bed. She straddled his lap and he deepened the kiss. She pushed him back hesitantly and his eyes held confusion.

"Ron, I don't know about this, we haven't done anything in months," She voiced her worries and he smiled.

"It's ok, I can wait, if you want me to and I really hope you don't want me to," He admitted, making her laugh.

"I guess we can try but what if we hurt the baby!" Her eyes grew wide at the prospect and he grinned.

"We don't have to, I'm fine," He forced the words past his lips and she noticed.

"We can ask the doctor first and then we'll see," She promised, looking into his sparkling green eyes. He kissed her before gently pushing her off him. Suddenly, she got back on and pressed her lips to his in a needy fashion. He smirked before placing his hands on her waist. The brunette gave one last peck for good measure before slipping off.

"I'll start supper," She told him and opened the door only to shriek. Ron ran forward and pushed her back inside on instinct. Molly Weasley had appeared a sheepish smile on her face.

"Sorry, just thought I'd drop in tell you about the Christmas dinner we're having at the Burrow tonight, sorry it was short notice," The redhead smiled brighter and Ron chuckled.

"It's all right Mum, we'd love to," The taller male replied and put a hand on Riley's lower back.

"Actually I was hoping to talk to you, do you think it's too early to wear maternity clothes?" Riley questioned the elder woman and she instantly looked at Ron.

"You called her fat!" She accused, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

"No, I just bought some maternity clothes for later or future pregnancies," He protested but the woman still glared at him.

"I raised insensitive children," She placed her hand against her forehead and sighed heavily.

"Mum!" His face turned red and Riley stifled a giggle.

"Speaking of children, I can't wait for this little one to make an appearance, have you thought of names yet?" The woman looked up from Riley's stomach to the couple. They looked at each other before shaking their heads.

"I guess we haven't thought of it," The brunette admitted, placing a hand on her stomach. A bump had started to form and she smiled unconsciously. Ron placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. She smiled up at him and he returned it.

"Well, that's something we'll discuss at dinner tonight," Molly's voice held no room for argument, which meant this was going to be the main discussion.

"Would you like me to help with the food, I might as well," Riley offered and the plump woman smiled.

"Thank you dear, come on we better get started now," The woman apparated and Riley looked at Ron.

"Can I apparate?" Riley questioned and the redhead shrugged.

"We can go by broomstick if you don't want to risk it," He offered and she nodded. They arrived fifteen minutes later and were almost trampled as they entered the home. Riley noticed Hermione had a bump similar to her own as well as Ginny. Blaise was off with the boys and Ron soon followed. The brunette grabbed her sister-in-law and Hermione. She dragged them into a separate room and glared at them.

"Does anyone else know you're pregnant?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips. They both blinked at her in shock.

"How'd you know?" Ginny questioned, she was sure this dress was baggy enough. Hermione had a flowing dress as well.

"Please, I could feel it when you hugged me and you also had the glow I did," The Gryffindor smiled smugly and the other girls floundered for an answer.

"We were going to tell them at supper," At the mention of supper, Riley's eyes widened.

"I promised to help Molly, we'll talk more about this later," Riley glared at them and they just nodded. Ron stopped her from going into the kitchen immediately.

"Is everything all right with Gin and 'Mione, they seemed a little frazzled when they came back from your talk," He looked over at the girls. Hermione was alright with Harry but Ginny was quiet and fidgety around Blaise. Could it be she hadn't told him yet? Riley sighed and looked up at her husband.

"You'll find out at supper," Riley kissed him quickly before going into the kitchen. In a few hours, a whole feast was on the table. Riley questioned the portions but understood when her redhead practically inhaled the food on his plate. Hermione stood and Riley motioned to Ginny, it was always better to do it with someone. The only female Weasley child stood and bit her lip. Blaise looked at her questioningly and she smiled nervously.

"Uh, Hermione and I would like to tell you that we're both pregnant," Ginny closed her eyes, fearing the look on her fiancé's face. Molly and Arthur looked between their daughter and Blaise. Everyone blinked and turned to the eldest Weasley's and Blaise.

"Ginny, how could you not wait until you were married?" Molly shouted and the tiny girl winced. Riley sighed before standing up to go in front of the redhead.

"Ok chill, maybe what she did was wrong but you should be happy, four of your relatives, whether through marriage, biological, or adoption are going to be parents. It's a wonderful thing and now we can decide on names together, which will be better," The brunette countered, looking at them all. Molly fell back in her seat and closed her mouth.

"Good, now let's get on with dinner so I can go torture your son with my mood swings without anyone watching," The girl waddled back to her seat and plucked some food from Ron's plate. He was about to protest before she silenced him with a glare.

"I'm a hormonal woman carrying your child, I'm entitled to some food," She snapped but smiled sweetly at everyone else.

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"Amelia?"

"Jackson?"

"Tara?" They were playing the name game at home. The Weasley's had suggested horrid names such as Winston, Margo, and Hugo. Riley would be darned if her child's name was anything like those.

"Rosalie?" Ron suggested and she was about to shoot it down when she thought it over. That would be a nice name for a girl, she thought idly, rubbing her stomach.

"That's perfect," She grinned and kissed him softly.

"Now, let's go to bed," She stood up uneasily before plummeting on the bed. He chuckled and laid down next to her.