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Azure-x-Roze: I'm not going to spill much, but yes the two people are Ginny and Harry. But to answer to your other questions, I don't know how to answer you properly cause if I tell you it'll be a major leak to the plot, sorry!

Foxya15: You'll see :)

Lady Luna Riddle: Ooooh, so sorry if you were insulted about me comparing Ron to Jacob! But I only compared them to their similar eating habits (Devouring more like it), and how their temper (jealousy) always gets the better of them most of the times. Hermione is reasonable and knew Jacob is not entirely bad and not to blame for most of the things he did. But since Bella is family, I thought that it's kind of natural for Hermione to be on Bella's no?

NorthernLights25, : Thank you C:

skydancer2ooo: No she couldn't, the muggle plumbers would've been suspicious to see it fixed that quickly within a night. Yes, she could've obliviated or confound them. But I figured Hermione is more of an honest person and wouldn't do something like that unless it was in dire need and utmost necessary. And while her stay here in Forks, she's not allowed to use her magic that often due to Wizarding rules of secrecy. And about Jake, I didn't mean to sound so negative about him, but I was just pointing out his few similarities with Ron. (Explanation in my reply to Lady Luna Riddle) and I will be trying to update sooner! I'm half done with Chapter 11 anyway. :D

Marsgoddess1: Crookshanks Reaction to seeing Edward for the first time will be shown later on in a short story one-shot I'll be writing when I'm done with this one ok :)

Ceralyn: :D

Selena Knight: Corrected! And thank you heaps for pointing that out! X3

SaikaHan, Romioneluverr, Pinky Prattle, SparklyVikingOriginalVampire: Thank you :D Will do, and so sorry it took so long! Were here is the new chap. :)

Deepest apologies for keeping you all at the dark for so long! It's been a mad month with these blasted exams and all, I've been juggling between writing, homework, and tryouts this whole time! Please forgive me! But I'll definitely finish this story no matter how long it takes.

Heaps of love,

Lea

Ps. Riley on Next chap :) [Finally... .']

-THE BURROW, ENGLAND-

"Mental!" Ron Exclaimed as he stepped out of the Floo network one night, "Absolutely mental!"

Fleur, and Lavender— his fiancé, who was drinking coffee stared at him quizzically as he strutted over into the kitchen and plopped down on to one of the chairs in a huff. Mrs. Weasley, on the other hand just sighed as she took off her reading glasses, placing her newspaper down on the table.

"What is it now Ron?" She asked exasperatedly.

"Ginny!" he said as if it explained everything.

Molly was taken aback. "Ginny? What's wrong with Ginny? Is she alright?" she asked worriedly.

Fleur frowned and exchanged worried glances with Lavender who had placed her cup in the sink to wash later on. Over the years Fleur and Lavender have bonded with Ginny. They were now considered good friends, including with Hermione, Angelina, and Audrey; though it took a few months for Hermione to bond with Lavender due to past occurrence.

"Is eet ze baby?" Fleur asked, as she sat down next to Molly, followed by Lavender who sat next to Ron. "Ees she going into labor?"

Ron shook his head. "No, no she's not… I think. But hold on," he said. He scrunched up his eyebrows before gasping in sudden realization. "On a second note, it might be because of the baby after all!"

Fleur stared at him as if he'd grown another head, while Molly just frowned.

"Ron, you just said the baby isn't even born yet." She pointed out.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not that stupid, mum." Ron frowned. "What I meant was the mood swings. Ginny's mood swings."

Before anyone could ask further, the door opened. Revealing a disheveled Bill Weasley and four years old Dominique in her favorite cotton blue pajamas.

"What wings Ron?" Bill yawned as he entered the room with the sleepy child.

Dominique cracked her eye open slightly at the mention of one of her favorite uncles.

"Bonsuu unca Woney…" the little girl greeted, waving her small hands slightly and tiredly before it returned to lightly clutch her fathers' shirt once more.

Fleur looked up questioningly at Bill.

"Beell?" she spoke. "Why is Domi steell awake? Eet is past 'er bedtime, is eet not?" she asked as she took the tired child from him.

"I know. But the little princess got a nightmare." He said, kissing his wife on the cheeks lovingly. "Something about 'evil fanged people' and 'a brave good doggie' being attacked.I guess I shouldn't have told her about that time in Egypt with those blasted Vampires before bed." He said sheepishly.

Fleur in return gave him a look that clearly stated 'You think?'

"And before you ask, Vicky is still asleep upstairs." He added. "She did wake up for a mo' because Domi was screaming, but I've tucked her in already."

Fleur nodded appreciatively at her husband and cooed to her little angel. "Come Dominique, laissez-moi vous prendre aulit… Say night – night to grand-mère Molly, your papa, Uncle Ron, and Aunty Lavender…"
Dominique yawned. "Papa, ev'one… Nighty – night… Domi tu aimes…" She said as she rested her small head to the crook Fleur's neck, clutching a fistful of her mother's silky robe in to her small hands.
"Love you too princess…" Bill murmured as he kissed her forehead.

"Oh, sweet dreams sweat heart…" Molly said fondly as she stood up and gave little Dominique a kiss before Fleur took her back upstairs to tuck her in.

"I love French babies." Ron blurted out suddenly when Fleur and Dominique were no longer in the room.

Lavender stared at him incredulously.

"Ron..." Molly sighed.

"Oh, Right. Sorry, where was I?"

Bill yawned. "Something about wings…" He said as he grabbed a glass of water from the counter.

"Wings?" Ron furrowed his eyebrows. "I didn't say anything about a bloody wi— Oh, wait hang on. I did say something about wings; it was about Ginny's mood swings actually."

"Yes, yes. Ginny's mood swings." Molly waved off impatiently as she sat back down. "Go on then what is it? Tell us what is wrong already Ronald you keep on driving off the point!"

"Sheesh, mum…" he mumbled.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley." Molly said in a warning tone.

"Alright! Alright! Well as I was saying, I was going to visit Ginny, Harry, and the kids again today—" he said as he tried to fish something from his pocket.

"And I found this." He said as he took out a small folded piece of parchment. "Placed on top of the Chocolate jar… can't believe it actually bit me though… Blasted jar…" he mumbled.

"Well let me see it then." Molly said anxiously as she snatched it from his hands.

"Oi, careful there mum!" Ron yelped, cradling his hands. "I'm delicate."

Bill snorted and almost chocked on his glass of water while Molly pointedly ignored him and proceeds to read.

"To whom may concern, I'm off to…" She trailed off and scrunched her eyes in confusion. Though realization soon dawned on to her, and she gaped at the small piece of parchment in astonishment and disbelief.

"I told you right? Mental." Ron said, shaking his head.

Bill, seeing her curious reaction, walked up behind her to see what the fuss is all about. However, before he could even read a single sentence, Molly stood up abruptly, "Just wait till I get my hands on her!" she hollered.

Lavender jumped up in shock, while Bill winced at the loud noise due to his sensitive hearing.

"Where is my quill and spare parchment…" she muttered under her breath while she left in searching for said objects in the study room. Leaving the three remaining occupants in an awkward silence.

"Well…" Bill trailed off. "I guess I'm off to bed. Got work to do first thing in the morning… Night" He said.

Lavender looked at Ron questioningly. She clearly doesn't understand what's going on.

"What was that all about?" she asked.

Ron just shrugged. "I'll tell you later."
"But Ron," Lavender whined.

"Later, promise. Come on now, I'll tell you on the way." He assured her, taking her hand and leads her to the fireplace.

Lavender huffed in irritation. "No one tells me anything anymore!" she cried. Though she lets him lead her nonetheless, and floo'ed home.

-FORKS, AMERICA-

"What in the name of Merlin are you two doing here!" Hermione exclaimed in utter astonishment and incomprehension. "More yet, what do you think you are doing Ginny!"

"What?" said the very pregnant Ginny Potter, who was sitting on top of her. "You're not happy to see us? To see me?"

"It's not that Gin." Hermione sighed.

"It's the fact that you're due any day now and you're not supposed to be doing something so reckless as jumping on to people." she admonish.

Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Oh hush, I'm perfectly fine aren't I? You worry too much." She snorted, waving her hand off nonchalantly. "I mean really, what worse could happen?"

"Oh I don't know." Hermione started. "Maybe your water might have broken and you could've gone in to labor all of a sudden? Or the fact your baby might have gotten squashed if you missed and fell stomach first to the floor?" Hermione stated dryly.

Harry nods his head in agreement rapidly. "She's got a good point love."

"Don't I always." Hermione snorted.

Outnumbered, Ginny pouted and huffed in disappointment. "You two are no fun, you know that?"

Hermione just shook her head at her redheaded friend.

"What brought this on in the first place anyway Harry?" Hermione asked him curiously.

"She just said she misses you and wants to see you right away." Harry shrugged.

"That's it?" Hermione looked at him astounded. "You did try to talk her out of it didn't you?" she frowned.

"I did! I really did try to! Honest. But she was giving me that look, and you know how I couldn't say no to her when she does that." He said sheepishly as he helped Ginny up to her feet, leading her to one of the couches. "Besides, she threatened to hex my bits off… not to mention a year on the couch…" he mumbled.

Ginny gave him a kiss. "Sorry love." She said, though it was clear as day that there was not an ounce of regret in her eyes, only amusement.

Hermione just stared at her in disbelief. "Goodness Ginny, you do the strangest thing when pregnant." she muttered, shaking her head while standing up.

Ginny just smiled innocently.

"Where are the kids?" Hermione asked as she took a seat across from them. She realized that her father left them during the commotion; she assumed he went in to the kitchen by now, helping her mother prepare supper.

"Your mum took them upstairs, when we arrived." Said Harry, "Last I heard from her Teddy was teaching James how to play Gobstones."

"I see." Hermione mused, "Do you have any place to stay? Does Molly know about this?" she asked worriedly.

"Don't worry; we rented a house earlier on before we came here. It's a few blocks down from your uncle's house actually." Ginny said. "And about mum, I left a note on top of the chocolate jar. Thou I'm pretty sure Ron would be the one to get it. I'll bet you he came in to the house shouting how 'mental' I was if he did and showed the note to her." She scoffed.

"What's on the note anyway?" Hermione asked curiously.

"It only said that we are going to America." She shrugged nonchalantly.

"So Hermione, what's this I hear about you and a certain young American?" Harry asked suddenly, raising an eyebrow.

Hermione narrowed her eye at Ginny accusingly.

"What?" Ginny said. "How should I know he was listening in on us? You can't blame me for concentrating on trying to bend over the fireplace with this load on the front without toppling over!" she defended.

Hermione sighed. Harry on the other hand just continued, refusing to drop the subject.

"Well go on then," Harry urged. "I'm your best friend for eleven years for Merlin's sake! Not to mention my sister in all but blood. You should've told me first thing you know? So I know which bloke to hunt down later on… "

"Harry!"

"Just joking,"

Hermione sighed.

"It was nothing, really." She started. "It was late and raining. He thought I would probably be caught up in the traffic on the way home –which I did, mind you— so he invited me to dinner first in this local diner close by. That's all!"

Ginny snorted in disbelief. "Right…" she muttered.

"Gin…" Hermione groaned.

"Alright, alright, I'm feeling nice here at the moment so, Harry, lets spare our darling friend Hermione from more embarrassment—"

"Hey!"

"—and continue to the next topic then shall we?" Ginny said innocently.

"Oh come on!" Harry whined in protest.

But he quickly complied when Hermione gave him a look that rivaled McGonagall's. The three then proceeds to talk animatedly about anything in particular to pass the time, only to be cut off when the door bust open and ran in Teddy with little James waddling behind him.

"Mummy Ginny, I want to go to the beach, please." He said, tugging at her arm slightly.

"Beech peas! Beech peas! Jam'e want beech too!" James parroted. Instead of going to Ginny, he went to Harry instead, patting his knees for attention while staring up at him with his big doe like brown eyes, much like his mothers.

Harry glanced at the window.

"It's still raining, maybe tomorrow kids." Harry said.

James and Teddy both groaned in disappointment.

"Noooooooo…" Teddy moaned. His hair turning into a dramatic shade of dark blue.

"Meanie rain." James pouted while glaring out the window.

Harry laughed at their antics. "How about this, why don't you and Teddy go and say 'hi' to aunt Mione over there instead. She said she missed you, you know?" He grinned.

Oh Harry knows how much the children adored her alright. So it's no surprise that at the mention of her name, the two disappointed children perked up instantly and quickly ran towards Hermione enthusiastically.

Teddy was the first to reach her. He jumped on to the sofa, gave her a hug, and a sloppy kiss to the cheek.

"Mione!" he said cheerfully. He gave her a bright smile as his hair turn into a bright canary yellow.

Hermione smiled. "Hello Teddy." She murmured, hugging him to herself. She always did have more of a soft spot for the little cub.

When Andromeda collapsed three years ago and was sent to St. Mungos, everything turned bad for the little guy. The healer's had announced that Andromeda might have caught a rare disease that caused the bearer to loose his/her strength rapidly while it spreads through out the body, tearing at all muscle tissues piece by piece and rending ones body muscles useless, while causing severe panic attacks on the fourth stage. She died a year after being admitted in to the hospital.

Teddy, who was only four years old, was so heart broken. He didn't smile, and his eyes were so lifeless for a whole month. He often got nightmares. And usually, Hermione was the one to comfort the toddler when neither Ginny nor Harry was around due to work or getting ready for the arrival of baby James. It's a good thing he returned to his normal cheery self after meeting a certain chatty, strawberry blonde Weasley on a family gathering, much to everyone's relief and amusement.

"I miss you." Teddy muffled out.

"I miss you too little cub." Hermione said as she gave him a kiss.

The tender moment didn't last for long however, broken by a thump and a small 'oomph' that echoed throughout the room.

Peering over Teddy's shoulders curiously, Hermione laughed at the scene before her.

Baby James was sprawled on the floor; he had bounced off from the sofa, after trying to copy Teddy.

"Definitely got that from your father." Ginny snorted as she stared at her baby boy fondly.

James rolled over and sat on his butt for a moment and sniffled. He took a deep breath and gave out a loud frustrated wail.

Harry instantly jumped up from the couch, worried that James might have hurt himself. Though, Ginny assured him that she had cast a cushioning charm beforehand on the floor.

Nonetheless, Harry is still worried. He tried to pick him up to check for injuries, but the toddler just flailed his little hands and wailed louder.

"No! No! No!" He cried.

"Come on chap. I'm just checking for injuries." Harry grunted, struggling with the squirming child.

"No! Daddy! Jam'e lone! Jam'e lone!" James screeched.

"Hermione? Is everything alright? Is little James crying?" Called Jean worriedly from somewhere down the hall.

"Everything is fine mum!" Hermione called back.

"You sure son?" Harry asked uncertainly.

James nodded frantically. Harry reluctantly set him down and went back to the couch next to Ginny who put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"He'll be fine." She whispered as she gave him a kiss and watched as baby James bravely stood back up by himself.

He stared at Hermione for a moment; his face was all scrunched up in concentration. But then he determinedly waddles over to Hermione. Seeming to realize that he is far too small to climb or jump over, he resolved on hugging her legs instead with his dimpled little hands smartly. Resting his head on her knee, he gave her a winning and a slightly smug accomplished grin. A grin Hermione was familiar with on the face of the late Sirius Black.

"Eddy see! Eddy see!" James said excitedly. "Jam'e did lone! Jam'e did lone Aunt Mie! Mie see! Jam'e big boy now!" He said, his little hands waving up and around to emphasize how 'big' he was while puffing out his chest proudly.

Hermione laughed while Ginny ruffled his already messy hair affectionately.

"Well then you lot," Harry started as he stood up. "Who's up for a game of Feather Frenzy Snaps!"

-HERMIONE-

"I'm back!" I called as I closed the door behind me. Thank god it stopped raining when I left Harry and Ginny's rented house.

"In the kitchen!" I heard Bella and Charlie call simultaneously.

I hung up my coat and walked my way in to the kitchen. When I entered, Crookshanks jumped down from the table he was sitting and immediately ran up to my feet, brushing against me while purring and meowed in greetings.

"Miss me now don't you?" I crooned as I picked him up and stoke his soft fur gently.
I sat across Charlie and I saw him grunt in displeasure and glared at my cat warily.

"What?" I asked, frowning at him curiously.

"Hermione, you need to do something about that cat." Charlie said in a serious tone. He made it sound like a matter of life and death, which caught me off guard.

"Whats wrong with Crooks?" I asked him, creasing my eyebrows.

"He keeps giving me the evil eye!" he cried. "Look! He's doing it right now!"

Bella snorted. "Dad, I'm pretty sure cats can't do that sort of thing. But if he can, he's probably giving you 'the eye' because you were practically trying to drown him in the bath tub earlier."

"WHAT!" I cried as I held my cat closer to me. "CHARLIE!" I yelled affronted.

"I didn't! I didn't drown him. He's alive isn't he? He's fine!" he grunted.

Crookshanks hissed angrily in reply.

"Well now that answers if he's fine with it now doesn't it?" I said sarcastically.

Bella snorted while Charlie gave a pout.

"Bella, where's Edward?" I wondered curiously. I've just noticed his absence; usually he stays in here with us while we eat so he could still be with Bella.

Bella shrugged. "Probably with Carlisle, He said something came up."

"Was it something urgent?" I asked again.

She shook her head. "No, didn't seem to be." She frowned. "He won't tell me what it is when I asked though… that prat." She muttered.

I could practically feel my eyebrows flying up in amusement at that. Hah, she's turning British… who would have thought?

"Girls, can we please stop the chatting and start dinner already? I'm rather hungry here…" Charlie grunted as he discreetly eyed the roasted chicken with longing.

I just shook my head while Bella just rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh seriously, Dad." Bella sighed as she took a seat beside me.

"Give me a break, Bells. A man needs to eat!" Charlie said. "And I swear I heard that roast calling for me to cut and eat him up already." He murmured, as he took the cutting knife excitedly.

I laughed at that.

"Well then, I'm rather famished myself actually…" I said. "Chasing active children all day tends to do that… well then let's eat!"

Notes:

*Bonsuu - Bonjour - Hello

*laissez-moi vous prendre au lit - Let me take you to bed…

*Domi tu aimes - Domi Love you

*Feather Frenzy Snap - Exploding Snaps, but instead of exploding and singes ones eyebrow, it will cover their entire body with assorted feathers instead. (Courtesy of George Fabian Weasley of W.W.W)