It's been a couple of weeks after the Ron fiasco, and we haven't heard anything from Ron. Hermione was pretty ticked that he sat there letting Lavender just talk and talk about our daughter; then kept going on about it, causing me to break my hand. I really thought we could be reunited you know? But I guess we all were in wrong. I mean Hermione could have just ignored Lavender; Ron also could have asked Lavender to stop; I also didn't have to get physical, I should have just dropped it. That's it! We're going to have a meeting, to discus what happened. Now all I have to do is convince Ron and Herms to do the same.

I arrived in front of George's, when suddenly I heard a loud crash. I dashed to the seen to see Hermione covering Harmony with her body, protecting her from the crash. The rubble was going everywhere, smoke flowed through the streets. The explosion left once whole building half. Little pieces rained from t he sky landing everywhere. Harmony and Herms weren't exactly close to it but still close to get possibly injured. I couldn't help but run to make sure my family safe. Hermione's arms were wrapped tightly around Harmony, tucking her head onto of hers, hiding Harmony from any harm. I dashed to them and pulled them close. I went to the floo then floo us home.

Once we got home we were immediately greeted with a worried Mr. Granger. Harmony was fine; she just left to go play with her toys in room. I guided Herms to the bathroom to clean her up.

"Herms, are you ok?" I asked taking a rag whipping the black muck from her rosy cheeks.

"Is Harmony ok?" she countered.

Typically Hermione worried about others.

"She's fine, but what about you?" I questioned.

"I'm ok, I think," she mumbled.

I went to pull her into a hug when she suddenly cinched. Ignoring her protest, I lifted up the left side of her beige sweater to see a gash. It didn't look deep, but blood was still oozing.

"Hermione, I asked you if you were ok," I groaned.

"I am!" she protested.

She moved from me then began to walk away, slowly she began walking slower. She gripped the door handle refusing to let go.

"Let me take you to St. Mungo," I pleaded.

"Fine," she growled.

I gently picked up her petite body and began walking down to the living room, so I could use the floo. Harmony swiftly notices us and makes her way over to us.

"Daddy, what's wrong with mommy?" she wonders.

"Mommy's, is really hurt, we have to go to St. Mungo's," I answered.

"Can I come?" she asks.

"Sure."

So she held onto my brown jacket as we went through the floo. Once we arrived Herms was quickly taken to a room. Dr. Chang walked into the room, then lifted Herms then began cleaning and wrapping the wound. Dr. Chang then handed me some potions to relive the pain, if Herms began to groan. We arrived home to find Ron sitting on our couch, eating a burnt grilled cheese.

"Daddy, why is the meaner here?" Harmony questioned.

"Sweetie, that's not nice," Hermione mumbled gripping my arm tight, while her eyes were barely opened.

"Sweetie, go find grandpa," I shooed.

"Ok," she said running around looking for a direction to look first.

I gently sat Hermione, in single chair. She soon began drifting off to sleep, as soon as I helped her into the chair.

"Why are you here?" I questioned, taking the maroon blanket off the couch and placing on top of Hermione.

"I wanted to say I was sorry to Hermione," he answered wiping crumbs off his face.

"Well, as you can see she's pretty tired," I told him.

"I heard about what happened today, was she in the ruckus?" he asked.

"Harmony and Hermione were in the outer layer. Hermione protected Harmony with her whole body."

"She get hurt?" he wondered dumbly.

"Yes, she was injured, we went to St. Mungo's," I answered getting slightly annoyed.

Ron got up, then started heading towards the front door, then he just stopped.

"What?"I questioned.

"Why are you so mad at me? I mean really, Harry, why?"

"You have abandoned us many times, then the last time you did we were fighting over Hermione's love, instead of being happy for us you just disappeared. Ron, I'm not mad. The word I'm looking for is irritated. It's always been you, Hermione, and I then you dropped us for whatever you did. Besides Bill, George, Charlie,and Fleur everyone else hated us. I admit we should have told you sooner, but the fight was caused because of YOU. Then you show up thinking everything is supposed to be all ok! Did you know when we got to the scene of Hermione's parents, her mother asked were where you, Hermione just broke down and told her you were gone. That was the last sentence her mother spoke! I LOOKED FOR YOU RON! I ASKED EVERYONE IN GOD DAMN UNITED KINGDOM BUT YOU WERE GONE! YOU SELFISH BASTARD! THAT'S WHY I'M SO DAMN ANGRY!" I shouted full of rage.

He just did like every coward does, he ran. I felt my whole body giving off rays full of anger. A cool petite hand gently wiped tears off my cheeks. I turn to see Herms, then she pulled me into a tight embrace. My legs buckled causing us to fall the wooden floor onto our knees. I devolve into her arms. She pressed her lips against my forehead. She just held me, while I sobbed.

"Shhh, let it all out," she whispered into my ear.

I just hugged her tighter. I heard little giggles coming closer, so I quickly sat up. Harmony ran into my arms then frowned.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" Harmony wondered.

"Nothing," I lied.

"But daddy, your eyes are red and big," she exaimed.

She's deffinatly our daughter.

"Daddy, was crying because he's happy," Herms chipped in.

"Why is daddy happy?"

"Because you're having a little brother or sister," Herms answered.

"SHE IS?" I cheered.

"I AM!" Harmony squealed.

"Yeah," she smiled.

I pulled my girls into a large embrace. I'm going to be a daddy.

Btw sorry this chapter isn't the best I'm looking for a new beta so please inbox me, once again sorry for the misspelling or incorrectness