It was a beautiful day. The sun was shinning, the sky was that perfect shade of blue. The sound of the ocean was enough to make even the most hysterical person tranquil. However, the effect was not felt by one, Molly Weasley. While Arthur stirred his drink, molly knitted. Blankly she shared, but furiously she knitted. After many weeks of obvious tension and mostly small talk, Arthur spoke up.

" Molly darling, are you knitting a scarf for Hagrid?"

" Arthur, what are you on about?"

He merely pointed down. She had knitted a six inch wide scarf, that was now teetering on twenty four feet long. Extremely multicolored, for every time she ran out of yarn, she simply had picked up another roll from her basket without looking.

Molly giggled at herself and flushed a little.

" You know, I haven't felt quite like myself lately" She replied, a tear in her eye.

" I know you're worried about the young ones"

" Your family, my dear friend, is why I have come!"

Turning around in their beach chairs, they saw a remarkable site. A muggle clad Minerva McGonagall.

Without a moments hesitation, they rose and ran to her with open arms.

" Minerva my dear, i hope we find you well!"

For the first time, Minerva McGonagall appeared disheveled. Her hair was down, loose and under an enormous straw hat. Her clothes looked like something out of a department store from the 70's.

" It's quite hot here" she sounded exasperated. " Bill told me where to find you. Although, i must say, he didn't know the exact location, so i must admit, i have been looking for you for two days."

They bid her welcome and hurried her into their small cottage, out of the sun, where at least it was a bit cooler. While Arthur poured their guest a cup of tea, Molly nearly jumped into Minerva's face.

" So you have been to see Bill and Fluer then.." she asked, McGonagall simply nodding, taking the tea cup from Arthur.

" Have they had any word of Ronald and Ginny?" She looked at Minerva, searching her eyes for the answer.

" Well no, not exactly" Molly retreated into a seat looking defeated.

" I have actually seen your children for my own eyes."

Arthur nearly dropped the tea kettle, jumping into the seat on Minerva's left side. Their faces bore the look of intense interest. With ease, and a smile, She continued.

" They are currently residing in the southern United States. They, although i never asked how, acquired a house.I would like you also inform you that they now hold the company of Luna Lovegood, Angelina Johnson and your son George."

"She's a Weasley now Minerva" Arthur smiled.

" Oh yes, i had forgotten." She cleared her throat, placing sugar into her cup, " Also, they are traveling with Draco Malfoy."

She looked at them, expecting for them to leap out of their skins at this, but they smiled to each other, Arthur taking Molly's hand across the table.

" Yes, we know of Draco. They stopped by the burrow just before they left. I never thought I would ever be able to accept that young man for anything but the son of a monster. But he has had quite the life, and for the shear fact that he's survived with a good head on his shoulders, well i just find that remarkable" Molly gushed a little, her cheeks going pink.

" We were getting very worried about them. There were reports that they were in the state of Maine for a while, so we sent word to them to leave their position. However" She looked down" we hadn't heard anything since"

" They are safe, you can rest assured. In fact I hear there is even more good reason for your family to celebrate. It seems Mr. Potter has asked for your daughters hand in marriage."

Molly's face went bright pink, and she laughed, wiping her eyes with her sleeve. Then, almost as if she was struck by lighting, she went rigid.

" Minerva, how was it you came to find them?"

Minerva shifted in her seat, like it had suddenly become a chair of nails. Glaring into her cup she muttered, " It was Ronald who came to me." and took an enormous gulp of tea.

Slowly, and with as much detail as she could, Minerva recounted the events that unfolded involving Ginny's brush with death. Molly and Arthur spoke not a word, aside from little noises Molly would emit whenever Minerva spoke the word "shot". There was a look of total shock on their faces, and finally she finished.

Molly immediately stood, grabbed her coat and went towards the door. She gave them a look to hurry and join her.

Arthur went to her side, " Molly.."

" No! Don't you dare tell me what you're going to tell me. Our children are in danger, my little girl...our little girl almost died Arthur! We almost lost her forever! No!" She was screaming now, " I don't want to hear it! We will go! You will take us Minerva, and we will go to them."

" Molly, did you listen to her closely? She's fine now!" Arthur said.

" I give you my word Molly, " Minerva said, joining them at the door, " I would not have left if i felt any of them were in trouble. I assure you, Ginny is quite well and doing better everyday. Most importantly, she is with her brothers, she is with her friends, and Harry is never going to leave her side!"

The stern look on molly's face faulted slightly, however, now she looked more sad than anything. Sensing her pain, Minerva spoke again, taking Molly's hand.

" How about this, I know how to contact them, we'll send word. Ask to join them."

But Molly had cut her off,

" ASK? I DO NOT NEED TO ASK TO SEE MY BABIES!!

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Hermione was sitting on the upstairs balcony porch with Luna, pouring over books. Luna had her face buried in a book of runes,while Hermione was stretching her neck and shoulder, staring at her scar in the sunlight, tracing with with her fingers. It finally had become a part of her, that scar. It seemed silly of her to think of herself without it now. It was beautiful in it's own right. Draco had done such a great job of making it look more like a tattoo, that when she looked at herself in the mirror, she bore no bad feelings towards it. Mind you, she remembered fully the incident that occurred. The man pointing the wand at her, the extreme pain. But now she only saw it as something Draco had given her, a gift if you will. She sat back normally, looking out across the yard, the sun peeking its way through the trees. It was warming the flowers and everything smelled so lovely, everything so colorful. It was definitely nothing like she had ever seen living in the cities she had lived in.

" So...." Luna spoke quietly, " When are you going to tell him?"

Hermione's eyes slowly went the trees, to the floor, to Luna's face behind the book, back to the floor, then once again to Luna, " Er?...What?"

" Draco.."

" And what am I telling him exactly?"

" That you're having a baby..."

Hermione shot a devistating look to her dear friend. Jaw dropped, she breathed heavily, " WHAT?" dropping her book," Luna what are you talking about? I'm not...having a baby" She whispered the last part.

" Well...How can you be so sure? Think about it,Ginny is having premonitions", she finally looked to Hermione, " Plus for two weeks now I've caught you blanking out, rubbing your stomach."

"WHahhh?"

Hermione saw Luna point, and she looked down. Her hand was caressing her stomach.

In silence she sat there. Her hand remained on her belly, while her free hand roamed, finding her hair and pulling on it.

Quickly she came back to reality and threw her hands up into the air.

" No, that's impossible. you're just being crazy"

The way Hermione spoke, it was almost as if she was trying to convince herself more so then looked deep into Luna's eyes. Her look was so innocent, yet so severe. Hermione had never seen her look so serious before. After a moment, she brought her hands back down, taking it all in.

" Holy shit Luna" , she gaped, " What if you're right?"

" IF?" Luna furred her eyebrows at Hermione, " What do you mean IF ?"

The door below them creaked with age, as someone exited the house. From between the posts, they could see it was Draco and George with white wash paint, heading towards the fence.

" If this wasn't real, it is seriously time to wake up " Hermione told herself. On the other hand, what would Draco say...what could he say?

" Luna..what am I going to do?" She asked, a bit of pleading in her voice.

Luna sighed, " Father used to say, Truth is like robins, Lies are like bluejays"

Hermione squished her face and turned back to Luna,

" ................WHAT?"

" Oh, bluejays are annoying.."

She said it in a way as if Hermione should have gotten it the first time around.

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Around mid-afternoon the group assembled around the table for lunch, Angelina and George cooking a wonderful looking meal. For a while they all laughed and joked about. Hermione however just sat there, her arms crossed, staring at the food. Luna took notice of it.

" SPPTT!" She whispered, Making Hermione look up and towards her.

At that Luna started making bizarre hand gestures towards Hermione, then a talking motion, then to Draco....then rubbing her belly.

" Luna, if you're full you can just say so" Harry laughed, pointing at Luna rubbing her belly comically.

" oh no", Luna said, " that's not it..."

She turned towards Hermione.

For a few moments everyone watched as Luna and Hermione exchanged gestures. Luna had a smile, continually nodding, while Hermione, looking utterly upset, shook her head furiously.

George leaned towards Draco, " What the hell?" he whispered,

" ............I have no idea" he whispered back, shrugging deeply.

" Hermione, When all is said and done, you'll feel better about everything, trust me" Luna said, reaching for her friends hand.

" Hey, What's going on?" Ginny said loudly, but neither girl would turn away from each other.

Luna started repeating her original "talk to Draco about the baby" hand movements.

There was a small squeak in Ginny's direction, Hermione shot her a glare.

With her hand over her mouth, Ginny was somewhere between crying and a horrible fit of giggles. Her face growing steadily redder by the second, she had obviously realized what Luna and Hermione were on about.

" Ginny" Harry whispered, " what are you doing?"

" Don't you get it Harry", she whispered back, " Hermione's going to.."

" Ugh!" Hermione growled....pushing her chair back and standing up quickly,

" Well I might as well do this all at once.......I have something to say.."

She turned in Draco's direction.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Ginny stood, a little confused, as everyone they knew was in that room, and went to the door.

" Now what...." Hermione muttered to herself.

She heard the door open, and ginny's voice..

" Professor?....MUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

There was a loud shuffling noise as everyone rose and ran towards the voice.

Hermione sat again, staring at the now empty table..

" yes....well..that settles that.."

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A/N Sorry for the short chapter, i wanted it to end at a certain point but i didn't want to add a whole lot of filler to make this one longer, if you catch my drift :)

i had to edit this, like i dork i wrote Angelina Spinnet....instead of Johnson..oy...