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Chapter#8

It's An Old Relation (III)

In the other part of the great hall Hermione couldn't quite place that dreadful churning in the pit of her stomach.

She didn't know why it was happening but it had started right at the moment when one of the girls amongst the time-travellers had announced that, the little boy, Hugo was sick.

He was the most beautiful, the cutest little boy she had ever come across. His hair was bright red, so he was definitely another Weasley. His eyes were light brown in colour, almost identical to her own. Surprisingly, she found it utterly adorable, how he refused to take the potions and she found it even more surprising when without even realising, she spoke up,

"Is he alright?"

Everyone turned to look at her and then Victoire smiled,

"Yeah, he's okay. No need to worry Aunt Hermione. In fact, I think it would be the perfect time for him to introduce himself." Victoire then whispered to Hugo, "Hugo, sweetie, do you think you can get up and introduce yourself to everyone?"

"Yeah" Hugo nodded and Victoire settled him on her lap in a sitting position,

"My name is Hugo Arthur Weasley and I'm seven. I love quidditch, Dad taught me how to fly on my broom and I support the Chudley Canons like daddy and all my uncles. I like painting, mum and Aunt Audrey taught me how to do it. I like reading too; I can't go to sleep without reading with mum first. And I want to be like dad, when I grow up."

All sorts of cooing sounds could be heard in the great hall, all the females being quite vocal about how adorable they thought the little boy was.

"Your dad is Ron, isn't he?" Molly asked, her eyes shining with unshed tears of joy

Hugo just nodded in response

"Oh my!" Molly gushed, "He looks just like Ron"

Hermione noted with mild amusement that Ron looked considerably pale after Hugo's announcement of him being Ron's son.

But as soon as that thought entered her brain, she was consumed by a feeling of pure dread.

Hugo was Ron's son...Hugo was Ron's son...Ron was Hugo's father... But who was Hugo's mother? Who had Ron married? Even the thought of Ron being with someone else and having children caused Hermione such heart ache that it was unbearable. She was shaken out of her thoughts by the sound of Ron's voice.

"M-mine? You're my son?"

Again Hugo nodded

Ron gulped audibly and looked at Hermione, their eyes met for the briefest of moments and he quickly looked away.

"Hugo, you can lay back now. I think this is enough, you should rest." Victoire said adjusting him again, so his head was in her lap

"Although we already know-" Fred started

"but we're inclined to ask." George said

"Was Hermione really mental enough-" Fred smirked

"to marry our dear, ickle Roneikinns here?" George finished

"HEY! I AM NOT MENTAL..."

"DON'T CALL ME RONIEKINNS..."

Both Ron and Hermione began to protest at the same time but stopped short as they realised the implication of the twins' words.

Fred and George were now smirking teasingly at their victims of whom, Ron was looking even paler than before and the colour of Hermione's face could give the red of Weasleys' hair a fair competition.

"My mummy's not mental, she's really smart." Hugo said, sounding offended

"So Hermione is your mum?" Ginny asked, looking every bit the twins' sister

"Yup! My mummy's Hermione Weasley." Hugo smiled proudly

'FINALLY!' echoed throughout the hall as everyone burst out cheering and shouting, accompanied by a dozen or so wolf whistles.

It seemed that the whole school had been waiting for the-ever-bickering Ron and Hermione to get together.

Even the Slytherins joined in with a few cat calls of their own, though their intentions were clearly to offend the couple in question.

Ron, it seemed was in a state of shock, his face was as white as a sheet and his eyes were wide while Hermione, if it was even possible, looked even redder, blushing furiously.

"Bloody Hell" it was all Ron could manage in a mortified whisper

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end, eh mate?" Harry said, "Oh how long have I had to tolerate your petty fights and constant bickering! OH MERLIN, FINALLY!"

"Honestly Harry, you weren't the only one, we ALL had to bear them for so long." Ginny grinned

"C'MON PAY UP EVERYBODY!" shouted Seamus

Several people groaned in response.

"Hey...wait...you were all betting on us getting together?" Ron asked, the colour finally returning to his face

"Of course we weren't!" Seamus said clutching his chest in mock hurt, "We aren't that immature Ron."

"We only had a bet on the fact that your children will have red hair." Snickered Dean

"WHAT?!" Ron and Hermione both shouted embarrassedly

"And betting on the colour of their children's hair being red is just so mature isn't it?" Lavender said rather sulkily

"Hey, it wasn't only us! The whole school was in on it." Seamus said

Hermione raised her eyebrows at him and he sighed

"Okay, okay not the whole school maybe, but most of it. The Slytherins are an exception obviously, so are the professors, some younger students and Lavender for obvious reasons but otherwise the whole school." Seamus sniggered

"Harry, Neville, you too?" asked Hermione and both of them averted their gazes looking anywhere but at her.

"Seems like both of you are already over the shock of having a son, are you?" Charlie teased and both of them turned the shade of a tomato at once

"Sod off" Ron mumbled

"So Hugo, do you have any siblings?" asked Harry

"Well sure he does, there is me of course." Said Rose standing up

Rose had red hair, just like Hugo but it was frizzy and slightly bushy (considerably less than her mother). Her eyes were a bright blue colour exactly like Ron's and she bore great resemblance to her mother.

She stood up and came forward, "Well, I am Rose Weasley. I am Ron and Hermione Weasley's only daughter and the elder of their two children. I'm fourteen and in my fourth year at Hogwarts. Just like my mum and dad, I'm in Gryffindor. I am always top of my class and I love Charms. I'm also on the quidditch team; I play keeper like dad."

"She also has a superiority complex" Scorpius said

"And has an abnormal love for books." Al added

"Plus she has temper issues." It was again Scorpius

"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!" Rose yelled

"See, temper issues" Scorpius sighed

Rose just picked up a cushion from a nearby sofa and retaliated by throwing it at Scorpius, as hard as she could. It hit him straight in the face and he shut up, retorting by only sticking out his tongue at her.

For Ron and Hermione, it seemed that the reality of the situation had just sunk in. Ron just opened his mouth and then closed it again, but he couldn't help the grin that broke out on his face once he caught sight of Hermione's face. Hermione just looked dumbfounded and was blushing profusely; for once it looked as if Hermione was lost for words. It was just so unreal for both of them, they had spent the better part of the last two years dancing around each other, secretly fancying the other and trying hopelessly to cover their frustration and fear of rejection by unnecessary fighting and bickering; and now just like that some kids who claim to be from the future show up, tell them that they get married in the future and have children together.

Finally Ron broke the silence in typical Ron fashion, "Bloody Hell!" he exclaimed loudly

"Language Ron!" Chided Mrs Weasley

"Sorry" he mumbled embarrassedly

"I don't know what to say" said Hermione softly, "This is just...so unbelievable."

"Not for us it isn't." Ginny smiled happily, "Have you ever noticed, how utterly and hopelessly in love with each other you are. It was always just a matter of time."

Ron and Hermione blushed at Ginny's words

"Can we please not discuss my parent's love life?" Rose groaned

"Hey Rosie, why don't you tell everyone your middle name? That'll certainly save you the trouble of having to listen to your parent's love life as teenagers." James smiled evilly

"James, I will kill you if you dare utter another word." Rose hissed angrily

"Hey, we want to know, don't we Georgie?" Fred said

"Yes we certainly do Freddie." George joined his twin

"C'mon tell us" They both chorused together

Rose still said nothing, so Harry spoke up, "Don't worry Rose, you can tell us. Really, how bad could it be?"

"You have no idea" Rose mumbled

"I reckon, you'll obliviate us anyway, so why not tell us." Ginny gave Rose a reassuring smile

Rose sighed, looking uncertain but nonetheless nodded, "Okay, I'll tell you." She sighed again, "My full name is Rose...Hero Weasley."

"Hero?" Ginny said, forcing herself not to laugh, "Who decided that name? Ron or Hermione?"

Unfortunately for Rose, the rest of the people in the great hall were not as considerate as Ginny.

All the Weasley men, save Ron were snorting with laughter, Harry and many others joining them. Even the professors were chuckling slightly.

"I told you it was bad." Rose huffed crossing her arms in front of her chest, "And to answer Aunt Ginny's question; it was dad who chose my middle name."

"Ron? How did he.." Hermione trailed off awkwardly

"Well, he got his hands on your muggle literature, Shakespeare to be specific. That's where he found the name." Rose explained

Hermione just smiled amusedly at Ron who was blushing a dark shade of red

"How about we take Rose out of her agony and introduce ourselves next?" Louis asked his sisters

"Alright. Louis, you want to go first?" Dominique said to Louis, who nodded and instantly stood up

"Oh you are definitely Bill and Fluer's!" Tonks exclaimed

"How did you know?" Louis asked

"It's so obvious, you look like the perfect mixture of the two of them." Tonks smiled

Louis sighed, "Well, you guessed right."

At this both Bill and Fluer looked at each other and broke out into large identical grins. Fluer wrapped her arms around Bill's torso as he kissed the top of her head. Fluer noted with immeasurable elation that Louis was indeed the perfect mixture of the two of them. He had the same blue eyes as her own and blonde hair, that he kept pushing out of his eyes. His other facial features were similar to Bill's. Not to mention, he was ridiculously handsome.

"So, my name is Louis Weasley. I am fifteen and in my fifth year at Hogwarts, along with James and Fred. Quite unsurprisingly so I'm in Gryffindor and I am a prefect. I love quidditch, I play too but just not on the house team; I think I'm always much needed in the commentator's seat. I like to prank but not as often as these two," he pointed at Fred (II) and James, "though I do fool proof every plan that they come up with."

By the time Louis finished his introduction, more than half of the females in the great hall were gaping at him. He was used to this by now, he knew he was 'extremely good looking and extraordinarily handsome'; every girl in Hogwarts had made sure she told him this every once in a while.

"Okay, my turn." Dominique said

"Oh and I almost forgot, I am the youngest of the three in the family. You have two elder daughters as well." Louis said gesturing towards Dominique and Victoire

"Thank you so much Louis, how could have we gone without such important information from you." Dominique drawled sarcastically

"Glad I could be of help Dom." Louis smirked

Dominique had the typical Weasley red hair, it was just darker than the rest of her cousins; more auburn than bright red. But that was the only Weasley feature that made an appearance in her physical looks. Her dark blue eyes were a shade lighter than her mother and sister but otherwise she looked exactly like Victoire.

"Ignore my idiot brother. So anyway, my name is Dominique Weasley. I am in my sixth year and in Gryffindor, in fact I just turned seventeen last month. I play beater on the house team and I do pretty well in studies too, I actually got seven O's and two E's in my O. W. L's ." Dominique finished her introduction

"Vic, you should go next." Teddy said

"I don't think I'll be able to get up." Victoire said gesturing towards Hugo, who was now sound asleep, head in her lap

"I can take him, if you want." Hermione spoke, before anyone else was able to get a word in

"Well, I could use your help." Victoire smiled and Hermione smiled back as she got up walked to the sofa where Victoire was sitting with Hugo

Victoire stood up cautiously, being careful not to wake Hugo. She held his head with her hands as Hermione slipped onto the sofa in her place. As soon as Hermione settled into place, Hugo rolled onto his other side, snuggling up against her stomach and buried his face in her jumper. Hermione felt as though her heart would burst with love for the little boy. In all her life she had never experienced such joy and love and warmth at just mere contact with another person, until now. She was however shaken out of her thoughts by Victoire's voice calling for attention.

"Right then, I am Victoire Weasley, the eldest child of Bill and Fluer Weasley. I'm 20, I was in Gryffindor back at Hogwarts and I played chaser on the house quidditch team. I was prefect too and eventually made it as head girl as well. I got 8 O's in my O. W. Ls and 7 O's in my N. E. W. Ts. I am currently working in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the ministry."

Victoire bore an uncanny resemblance to her mother; she had the same piercing blue eyes and long silver hair, her nose was a bit different but everything else was exactly the same.

"I see you've got your hands full there mate." Charlie gave Bill a teasing smirk

"Shut up" came Bill's mumbled response

Yes, I know what you're all going to say and I do know that Hugo in fact had inherited Hermione's hair (bushy and brown) and Ron's blue eyes but a red-haired Hugo with Hermione's eyes seemed much too cute for me to not write.

I mean, a ginger Hugo is just too adorable!