Chapter Two: Dinner
I walked down the stairs with Ginny right behind me.
"Mummy," Albus said coming up to us when we reached the bottom. "I hungry."
"I know, luv," Ginny said picked up Albus.
"Hi Aunt 'Mione," Albus said to me. He pronounced 'Mione,' like "my knee."
"Hi, Albus," I said messing his hair up.
We walked in the kitchen and Harry and Ron were putting James and Rose in highchairs, so they could eat. Ginny walked over to Harry, kissed him and put Albus in the highchair next to James.
I felt awkward as I walked over to Ron and Rose and kissed Rose before kissing Ron on the cheek. I sat down next to Rose and fixed her a plate. Ron sat down beside me.
Molly make lasagna, garlic bread, corn, green beans, and peas for dinner. I put a little bit of everything on Rose's plate.
"So, Ron dear, how's work going?" Molly asked when everyone had made their plates.
"Oh, well, there's a new Dark Lord risin to power over in the States. We've been consulting with the minister of magic over there, giving him tips and stuff. They've never had any major problems over there before now, even when Voldemort," Ron shuddered a little at saying the name, "Was in power."
"If they're unable to stop him they're gonna send me over there to see if I can stop him, or at least gather more info on him so we can figure out how to stop him."
"Oh, well then, hopefully they can catch him," Molly said. "Are you going with him, Harry"
"Yea, but only to meet with the minister of magic, then I'll be coming back home to report in," Harry said looking at Ron.
I didn't hear the rest of the conversation at dinner, because as soon as Ron mentioned that he might have to go to the States, I drifted off in thought.
'I hope Ron will have to go over to the States that way, I won't have to pretend around him. I can be myself...well, at least at home I can.' I thought, and then another thought occurred to me. 'Merlin, I hope this new Dark Lord is nothing like Voldemort was. He was absolutely horrid. He...'
I didn't get to finish because everyone was looking at me. Molly had asked me a question. "Dear, how does it feel to be out of the hospital?" she repeated.
"I'm, sorry," I replied. "It feels good to be home." I half-lied. It was good being back with Rose, but not being around Ron.
"If you need any help at all dearie, all you have to do is ask," Molly said, glancing at Ron.
I think she noticed how uncomfortable I was around Ron.
I didn't want to upset anyone so, I put my hand on top of Ron's and smiled at him. He smiled back and I almost breathed a sigh of relief.
The rest of the conversation at dinner was about how everyone's day went.