Hermione was now six months pregnant; she and Ginny were gone for the day, looking at baby clothes and furniture. They had left their husbands at Ron and Hermione's now fully-moved-into house. Ron and Harry sat on the sofa drinking butterbeers and talking.
"I was thinking," Harry said suddenly. "I think it's time that Ginny and I buy a house." They were still living in a London flat, bigger than Ron and Hermione's was, but still quite cramped. Harry also still owned the house at Grimmauld Place, but refused to live there. He leaned forward a bit to put his butterbeer on the table in front of him, where Ron—despite Hermione's past scolding---had his feet up.
"Yeah…"
"Yeah, I was actually thinking of looking for something here in Godric's Hallow. It just seems fitting, you know?"
"That'd be great; right near us!"
"Well, we'll need someone to help us with James when our next one's born."
"We're going to have our own to worry about…" Ron said. Then a look of surprised comprehension came to Ron's face. "Next one? I though you wanted to wait a little longer."
"We did, but its too late now."
"Ginny's pregnant again, now?"
"Yeah, it was sort of an accident…"
"Oi, that's enough, mate! She's my sister, remember." Ron had long gotten over Harry and Ginny being together, but he really would never get used to any hint at his best friend sleeping with his sister. He could still remember when he found out that Ginny was pregnant the first time, or even when he first found out about her having had sex with Harry…
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Ron paced back and forth in front of his bed. It was Harry and Ginny's wedding night and they had just embarked on their trip to Greece, much to Ron's disapproval. 'I can only imagine what he's doing to her right now! No I don't want to imagine it; that sodding prat.' He thought angrily of what he wanted to do to his best friend as soon as he got back.
"Ron will you please come to bed? What's the matter?" Hermione spoke, bringing him out of his thoughts.
"You know what they're probably doing right now?"
"Yes." She answered simply. He looked at her, completely abashed.
"Oh come off it Ron, you can't honestly think that they haven't had sex before."
"She's my little sister!" He said, as if that would justify his feelings.
"And?"
"And… " He was lost for words.
"You are such a hypocrite! It's fine for us to sleep together—live together—but they can't."
"He supposed to be my best mate. Best mates don't shag your sister!"
"And how come you're the only one who feels that way, Harry doesn't." Ron looked at her questioningly. "He's like a brother to me, he knows about us, and he doesn't act so…irrationally."
"That's different!"
"How?"
"I don't know!" He yelled. Then resigned his argument and climbed stubbornly into bed muttering to himself all the while. "Wait a second! They've had sex before?" He said even more angrily.
"Goodnight, Ron." Hermione turned away from him and shut off the light next to her. They both fell asleep without another word.
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Even now, every time Ron heard anything suggestive about the couple, he could feel that reaction bubbling inside of him. He had learned to control it though. 'He's still a git, though.' He couldn't help but think as Harry continued.
"But don't tell Ginny I told you. And don't tell Hermione; Ginny'll kill me. She wants to tell everyone at the same time." Ron grinned. "Come on, Ron, I'd really like to live to see this child to be born." Ron rolled his eyes and took a swig of his butterbeer.
"How far along is she, anyway?"
" 'Bout two months."
"Better tell mum soon. She'll go mad when she finds out another you kept this a secret for so long too. She'll go on like she did with us." Mrs. Weasley had quickly gotten over the joy about her youngest son's first child and had since been constantly reminding them about her stress over how little time she had to knit baby blankets. "Have you started looking at houses?"
Harry sighed, "Yeah, but nothing seems…" he began to explain but the sound of laughter and the door creaking open stopped him. The girls were home; they heard the rustle of bags as they walked into the room.
Hermione put the bags down by the sofa and rubbed he stomach, "Ron, get your feet off of my new table!" She said immediately. Ron jumped and made to argue but thought better of it and put his feet on the floor.
Ginny sat down, "You have to see all of the cute things we bought for the baby!" she said excitedly. Hermione's mood instantly changed.
"We ordered the sweetest little bedroom set, you'll love it. All of the things we ordered should be arriving next week, but in the mean time we got a few other things." She hurried back over the bags she had but down, Ginny picked up the others. They began pulling out dozens of small clothing items in all pastel hues and adorned with lace and frill.
"My son will not be put in any of that! Look at all the bows on it. You'll confuse him!"
"What makes you so sure that it's a boy?"
"The fact that it's nearly impossible for a Weasley to have a girl. It took six tries for my mum to finally get Ginny."
"What about Bill?" She had that same look on her face that she always got when she knew she had gotten him.
"It's only 'cause Fleur's part vela."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "So you're pretty much saying that you don't want to have a girl? You aren't going to love our child if it's a girl?" She started out jokingly, but as she thought about it she began to get emotional.
"No! You know that's not what I meant." She looked at him angrily, and disbelievingly.
"Merlin!" Ron stood throwing his hands up in defeat. "I can't say anything around here anymore without you turning into a great human faucet."
With a huff Hermione left the room; she was infuriated. Ron stormed out after her to try to rectify the situation. Harry and Ginny were left sitting on the sofa, buried in a pile of baby clothes, and looking extremely uncomfortable.
Once again, thanks for the reviews and encouragment! I will be keeping the rating of the story as is. This chapter took a little longer than I wanted it to to get it finished but I'm sure the next one will be up soon. I'm really looking forward to the next chapter because they decide to find out the sex of the baby, really this chapter was just to set that up and the Harry/Ginny move. We all know what if the baby is a boy or a girl, but Ron doesn't...
