A/N: Thanks Bri892 for your guidance
Chapter 10: The Burrow
It had been three weeks since Hermione had awakened from her sleep curse / coma. According to the Weasley timetable, that was enough time to recover and rejoin the fold. Hermione was excited to receive a dinner invitation delivered by Pig, Ron's owl.
"You are still a tiny little thing, aren't you? You certainly have calmed down." Hermione told the miniature owl.
Sabrina cheered and offered to write the reply. "Can we go? Please?"
The reply was returned with Pig and Sabrina dunked in the tub. Hermione could not believe what a mess a small child could make with a quill and ink. "I'm buying crayons next time I go to Tesco."
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Arriving at the Burrow, Hermione and Sabrina were surrounded by red heads. The living room was filled with loud boisterous voices and too many people for the small room. Arthur quickly ushered the adults out "Either you help in the kitchen or you watch the children play outside."
Fred grabbed Sabrina as they ran off with the other children. Ginny, Fleur and Angelina were perched on one couch while Molly sat with Hermione on the other. Bill and George kissed her on the cheek and returned to the kitchen with Arthur to prepare dinner.
"Are you lined up by due date?" Hermione asked the three pregnant women across from her.
Immediately, the group swept up Hermione in conversation. It was if she had never been gone. This was easy and comfortable; if only everything else was this simple, Hermione thought.
Dinner was a loud raucous affair in the garden with a kids' table and an adult table. Hermione looked fondly at Sabrina leaning on Teddy Lupin as Victoria Weasley made her a plate. Relaxing from her parenting mode, Hermione sat down next to Ron. He was happy to fill her in on the last few years; dating shallow girls who wanted a piece of the Golden Trio, being an Auror, and his Quidditch team (Chudley Cannons) disbanding. He was determined to find the right girl and requested Hermione vette all his future girlfriends.
"It's just me and Charlie now - the two Weasley bachelors. Everyone has a kid or FOUR!" Ron said pointing at Bill.
Smirking, he leaned over to Fleur, whispering before clinking his fork on his glass. "I would like to raise a toast to Hermione, you have been missed."
"Here, here!"
"And I would like to raise a toast to Fleur, for being the most amazing mother to my five children." Bill leaned down and kissed his wife.
Another round of "Here, here!" echoed around the garden until Ron yelled out "Five? She's already pregnant, you can't knock her up while she's still pregnant."
Within moments, the adults around the table gasped.
George and Fred said "Twins, just like us!"
Molly clapped her hands over her mouth and started to cry. Dinner was abandoned as everyone gathered around to congratulate Bill and Fleur.
"Gerd and Forge, the sequel" Ron muttered to Hermione "Merlin, help us!"
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After dinner, the adults headed into the family room. The kids headed upstairs to play under the watchful eyes of Molly. Enjoying a warm cup of tea, Hermione got to know Pam, George's wife.
The group chatted away for another hour, catching up, when an angry cry came from Sabrina. She stomped down the stairs, crying about dunderheads and ran into Hermione's arms.
"I think someone is a bit over tired." Molly whispered to Hermione.
"And that is our queue to leave. Good Night everyone and thank you for having us." Hermione struggled to gather their belongings while carrying Sabrina.
Fred jumped up and helped her to the floo. Sabrina tucked her head into Hermione's neck and tightened her grip as they stepped in. "Severus Snape's Quarters."
A/N: Edited on March 16, 2015 to include Percy (cause I forgot he existed)
Guide to the Weasley's:
Molly & Arthur - raising Teddy, Age 8
Charlie - Single
Bill & Fleur - three kids, pregnant with twins. Victoria age 7, Stephan age 5 and Rose age 3
Percy - Estranged from the family
Fred & Angelina - 1 kid & pregnant, Colin age 4
George & Pam- 2 kids, Julianna age 3, Robert age 2
Ron - Single
Ginny & Harry - pregnant