A week later, Harry, Hermione and the whole Weasley family were sitting around the kitchen table, at the burrow. It was a little squished to say the least. But no one really minded, as it was rare they were all together and, Mrs Weasley's food was so delicious.
When everyone had finished gorging themselves, Fred nodded to Hermione and they both stood up and moved over to stand near the sink. Hermione fidgeted with the hem of her shirt and Fred drummed the worktop absentmindedly.
Seven pairs of eyes followed their movements, wondering what Fred and Hermione were doing.
'Umm...we have some news.' Fred announced, rather nervously.
'Are you and Hermione engaged?' Ginny asked excitedly, practically bouncing in her chair.
'No' Fred answered, as Hermione held her hand out in front of her, proving there was no ring. Ginny's face fell, and George sniggered. This caused Ginny to try and kick him under the table. The table shook due to the fact that Ginny had kicked the table leg, instead. This caused Harry's glass of Pumpkin juice to spill onto one of Percy's sheets of paper.
'Ginny!' Percy fumed, pulling out his wand and using a spell to dry it out. 'Watch what you're doing!'
'It's George's fault!' Ginny yelled back.
Soon the three siblings were screaming at each other.
'ENOUGH.' Mr Weasley's voice boomed, George and Percy were silenced at once. But, Ginny continued to mumble under her breath. But with one glare from Mrs Weasley, she was quiet once more.
'So, what's the big news?' Mr Weasley asked, rather impatiently. 'Please don't tell me you've managed to convince Hermione, to drop out of school, and start up that ridiculous joke shop you're always on about.'
'Have you?' George asked hopefully, rising slightly from his chair.
Hermione and Fred chuckled lightly, 'No, of course not. I don't think anyone could convince Hermione to drop out of school.' Fred smiled.
George's face fell much like Ginny's had moments before.
Fred then decided they'd let them guess for long enough. He looked across at Hermione and she nodded.
'Ok...well...' He began, reaching for Hermione's hand. She laced her fingers through his, and he squeezed her hand, reassuringly.
Ron's face grew red with anger, and his fist clenched tightly on top of the table.
Ginny's face was painted with anticipation, and Percy was far too busy typing something into his calculator to notice anything going on.
'Hermione's...pregnant' Fred grinned.
Hermione blushed, bright red, and looked down at the freshly mopped floor.
The whole table went silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Hermione's stomach although she was nowhere near ready to show yet. It would be a good few months until any sort of bump would appear.
'Congratulations, Hermione!' Ginny shouted, breaking the silence. She then jumped up and rushed forward to hug, Hermione. 'Oh, and you too Fred.' She added, moving over to hug her brother.
'Thanks.' Hermione smiled sincerely.
'Yeah, thanks Gin.' Fred grinned, releasing his sister.
'Congratulations Hermione.' Harry grinned too, getting up and hugging her and then shaking Fred's hand.
'Oh my God! I'm going to be a grandmother!' Mrs Weasley squealed rising and pulling both Hermione and Fred into a hug.
Only Percy, Ron and Mr Weasley remained seated.
Ron had gone white by now, probably feeling sick to his stomach by the latest announcement.
'I'm so sorry Percy' George said gravely turning towards him.
'Why?' Percy asked looking confused.
'Well obviously, you're going to be the least favourite uncle.' George explained shaking his head sadly.
Everyone started laughing, except Mr and Mrs Weasley, Percy and Ron.
Mr Weasley then rose from his chair, finally coming to terms with the idea. He hugged both Hermione and Fred and congratulated them both.
'You'll make great parents' He assured Fred and Hermione,
'And we'll help out anytime you want us too.' Mrs Weasley smiled.
'Thanks Mr and Mrs Weasley' Hermione smiled. 'I'd better go now, I have some last minute packing to do for tomorrow'.
'Of course, dear.' She nodded 'Oh, how exciting, I think I'll go and call Bill and Charlie.'
But she hadn't gotten out of the door, before Ron who hadn't spoken since the announcement, suddenly stood up and started shouting.
'How could you do this Hermione?' He yelled. You did it behind me back too!'
He lunged for Fred but George pulled him back. 'How could you?' I thought we had something special! Doesn't four of years of spending everyday together mean anything into you? How could you do this Hermione? With my own brother!' Ron hissed. 'You knew when you started dating him how much it hurt me, but you still went and did this! Then you go and rub it in my face, in my own home!'
'It's not Fred or Hermione's fault that you didn't ask her out earlier!' Fred, said defending Hermione.
He felt her grip on his hand tighten, and he pulled her closer to him.
Seeing this, Ron, lunged for Fred, but George grabbed him tightly and pushed him away.
Ron stumbled backwards before hissing 'Some brother you are' and stomping out of the room.
'Congratulations again.' Harry smiled weakly. 'I'll see you tomorrow, on the train.' Then he left the kitchen, presumably to find Ron and calm him down.
An uncomfortable silence fell on the room.
'I'm so sorry...' Mrs Weasley began, but Hermione cut her off.
'Its fine, I might have guessed he'd react, like that.' She sighed shaking her head in dismay.
'I think I best go, now.' Hermione said. 'Thanks for a lovely meal Mrs Weasley.'
'It was no problem, Hermione. After all, you're family now.' Mrs Weasley grinned.
'Well, goodnight.' Hermione nodded, stepping into the fireplace and mumbling her address.
'I'm going to go and check if she's okay.' Fred told his parents. 'She's probably a little shaken up.'
George smiled sympathetically, and Mr Weasley nodded, as Fred grabbed some floo powder from the mantelpiece and disappeared in a flash of bright green flames.