I hope you liked the last one! This is a bit longer. Enjoy! Ps: Im not J. !

The Calm Before the Storm

For a normally hustling and bustling household, Ron Weasley found it quite odd for it to be so quite. Usually the kids were running around, blowing something up or other, but as of now the house was dead silent, with the exception of the faint clinking of the dishes that Hermione was washing. The calm before the storm, Ron mused to himself. He got up from his armchair, folded The Daily Prophet, and entered his small, cozy kitchen.

Something had been bothering Ron the entire day, from the moment his wife got of the phone with his sister. Later this afternoon, Ron and Hermione were to take care of the Potter's children, alone…for the first time. The idea terrified him. So, he decided to bring it up to Hermione.

"Hermione, I'm not so sure about this…" he began, his ears started to turn pink.

Hermione whirled around taken off guard by her husband. Oh what is it now?, she though to herself. "What is it Ron?" she asked, a slight edge of concern in her voice.

Ron fumbled with is fingers. "It's about 'sitting Harry's kids." He blurted out. Hermione visibly relaxed and laughed. She had been expecting something much dire.

"What do you mean?" she asked, a smile playing at her lips.

"Well-" began Ron

"Don't you want to help Harry and your sister?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Of course I do but- " Ron's ears tinted pink again.

"Is it their children you're not found of?" pressed Hermione, accidently dropping the cup she was washing. Before she could bend down to get it, Ron leaped of the chair and picked it up, then handing it her with a wink. She smiled and raised her eyebrow.

"No," continued Ron, "I am quite fond of them…" he said, thinking about all the trouble they caused him; in the good way of course…sometimes.

"Then what is it, Ronald?" She sighed, placing her hand on her hips.

Ron blinked sheepishly and blurted, "It's ya know…awkward." Hermione couldn't help but laugh.

"Awkward?" she repeated.

Ron took a seat at the petite table, set for five children. "First off, Harry is my best mate and Ginny is my little sister, so that's awkward. Second, whenever I look at their children, they remind me of mini-Harrys and a mini-Ginny. It's, weird. Call me mental but that's what I see…" he explained clearly lost in his own thoughts. Hermione took a seat beside him, placing his hand over his. He gave a grateful smile.

"Ron, you haven't changed at all."

A confused Ron looked up and Hermione, "What's that supposed to mean?" he said indignantly.

"Look, remember remember that one time we asked them to watch over Rose and Hugo? Don't you think they were feeling the same thing?" Hermione said, looking at Ron fondly. Ron nodded his head in defeat, and pushed away from the table.

"I suppose your right." With that, Hermione got up to finish washing the dishes. "Now that I think about it, Harry and Ginny are probably jealous." Said Ron. Hermione whipped her head around to face him.

"Jealous of what? They have everything they need to be happy." She replied, the tiniest hint of annoyance in her tone.

Ron chuckled. "Of our children of course!" he laughed, helping Hermione clean up. Hermione smacked his arm, soap dripping from her hands.

"Ron! Their children are wonderful kids! And so are Rose and Hugo." Hermione shot back, begining to wonder what he's getting at.

"Yes, but our kids are better looking. After all," he smirks, pulling Hermione closer,"they got their looks from their mother" he finishes, and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Go on, I'll clean up the rest." Ron took out his wand and muttered some spells. Hermione 's cheeks blushed faintly.

She went to the kitchen doorway and called out, "Rose! Hugo! Clean up your rooms! The Potters are coming over!"

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