That was the last time we saw Ron.

Hermione and I left that night so that when he came back we wouldn't be there. The Weaselys weren't really fond of us being in a relationship; expect George, Fleur, Bill, and Charlie. Remus and Tonks were happy for us, though.

Six years have passed since that day, and we actually really miss him. Hermione and I have been married for five years and we now have a beautiful little girl named Harmony. Harmony was born November 6, 2000. She has Hermione's chocolate locks, but she has my emerald eyes. She was already genius and a troublemaker. At only four, correction-four and a half, year old she is already smarter than most kids her age, much smarter than I remember being. Maybe it's because Hermione takes her to work almost every day. But she still hasn't shown any signs of being a witch.

I walked into the kitchen and noticed Harmony sitting on the countertop wearing her scarlet red night gown and reading the newspaper upside down. Hermione was cooking breakfast wearing her soft white robe.

"Momma, what you making?" Harmony asked, looking up from the paper.

"I'm making eggs and pancakes," Hermione answered smiling.

"Why?" Harmony questioned.

"Because that's the only thing she can cook," I chuckled walking in to kiss Harmony's forehead.

"I KNEW IT!" Harmony cheered.

Hermione just turned around and ignored us both. Soon she was finished and began placing the green plates on the table. She took out Harmony's favorite plate, which had a cat placed in the center of it. Watching Harmony conquer the dinning chair is really funny; she bounced off the floor then held onto the top of the light brown wooden chair. Thus usually making her chocolate locks fall in her face, tickling her nose.

"Harmony, you're turning five soon," I began.

"Who do you want to be at your party?" Hermione finished.

"Teddy, Victoria, Uncle Bill, Uncle Georgie, Aunt Fleur, Grandpa, Mr. and Mrs. Lupin," Harmony said figuring out how Hermione made a smiling face on the top of her whipped cream.

"Ok, you want to help us send the invitations?" I asked, summoning the syrup over to me.

"Daddy how you do that?" Harmony questioned.

I turned to Hermione who was completely tuned out; I tickled her side causing her to bolt up.

"What?" she whined.

"Our daughter wants to know how I summoned the syrup." I mumbled banging my head on the table.

"Oh? OH! Finish eating and we'll tell you, sweetie." Hermione exclaimed.

After we were all finished eating and it was cleaned up, Hermione sat Harmony down on one side of the couch. I flopped on the other side of Harmony. Hermione was shaking and sweating like she was pig, a cute pig. Harmony gave Hermione a confused stare, and then turned to me.

"Daddy, you never answered my question," she complained.

"Oh… well… um I d-did t-that with…something …called…magic," I stammered out haltingly.

"Oh, that what it's called," Harmony giggled.

Hermione and I whipped our heads so fast I think we both pulled something.

"WHAT!" we both yelled in confusion.

"Magic, I made Mister Waffles comes to me when I lost 'im," she concluded.

Mister Waffles is her golden brown teddy bear. He has green eyes and a little, black button nose. She has had it ever since she was born. She has to sleep with it at night or she will cry for FOREVER. Honestly, a true fact, never question her. She's like a mini Hermione but she likes getting into trouble like me. It's honestly funny.

"Thank god," Hermione sighed, flopping on the couch.

"So you not mad?" Harmony wondered sitting on Hermione's lap.

"Why would we be mad?" I asked.

"Because I'm a freak!" Harmony cried.

"Hey, hey don't cry," Hermione shushed.

"Love, your mom and I can do magic too," I ran my hand over her hair in a comforting gesture.

"Really?" she asked, whipping her eyes.

"Yes, see look at this Accio wand," Hermione incanted, making her wand come to her.

"Momma, why you have stick?" she wondered.

"Love, this is called a wand," I reassured her.

"Oh! So I not an freak!" Harmony cheered.

"Of course not, sweetie," Hermione laughed.

After that disturbing discussion, we got dressed and headed over to Bill's house so the kids could have a play date. When we got there, we noticed something strange. I walked up to the steps to knock on the door, leaving Hermione and Harmony to stay behind me. When to door was opened, it revealed someone I least expected.

Ron.

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