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Format: Novella
Chapters: 21
Word Count: 33,875
Status: COMPLETED
Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Sexual Nature
Genres: Romance
Characters: Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred/George
Pairings: Ron/Hermione
First Published: 05/28/2004
Last Chapter: 07/09/2004
Last Updated: 07/09/2004
Summary:Ron and Hermione realize that they have feelings for each other. Harry realizes that he's not as happy as he thinks he is.
Chapter 21 is up!
Chapter 9: New experiences
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Beware! This is the chapter with the sexual nature in it!!! There's not much, but it's enough to classify it as sexual nature!!!
Ron arrived at the shop in just time. He walked in and immediately went behind the register. The shop was very busy, and Fred and George were running around trying to help people.
"Where the hell have you been?" said Fred from across the room to Ron.
"Slept late," he said back. "Can I help you?"
Ron finished helping the last customer and finally got a chance to take off his cloak. Fred walked over to him.
"Is Ginny really...you know..."
"Yeah. She is," replied Ron.
Fred's cheerful face fell.
"Are you sure that Harry's the father?"
"What? Of course! Who else has she been with?''
"Well, there was this one guy that she was with five months ago when her and Harry had the fight," said George.
"Yeah. Adrian Podmore," said Fred.
"Are you saying that Harry could possibly not be the father?" asked Ron.
"There's a posibility."
Ron's heart sank. He didn't mind that Harry would be the father of his niece or nephew, but now there was a possibility that some bloke that he didn't even know could be the one to father Ginny's baby. Ron felt his legs getting weak. He went over to a stool and sat down.
"Sorry you didn't know, little brother, but I was thinking that Hermione might have known for sure that Harry was the father," said Fred clapping him on his back.
Ron nodded and got up. He grabbed his cloak and walked out of the shop. He aparated back to the flat.
Hermione was in the shower when he arrived. He waited outside the door. She finally came out with a towel around her. She jumped when she saw Ron.
"Ron! You made me junp out of my skin! What're you doing here?"
"Forget about it. I need you to do something for me."
"Alright."
"Is there anyway that you can be sure that Harry is the father of the baby?"
Hermione looked at Ron confused.
"What?"
"Is there anyway that you can be sure that Harry is the father of Ginny's baby?" he repeated.
Hermione leaned against the wall.
"Who else could it be?"
"Well, Fred and George say that it could be this bloke, Adrian Podmore."
"When was she with him?"
"When her and Harry had that fight about five months ago."
Hermione's eyes grew large.
"Yeah. Let me get dressed, and we'll go to St. Mungo's. Go to the burrow and get Harry. Tell him that uh...that the minister called him in and he needs to go to the Ministry. He'll come here to get his things."
"Then I explain everything."
"Yeah."
Ron nodded and aparated to the burrow. Hermione went into her room and put on her robes and her cloak over that. She walked back downstairs and grabbed a bottle of water out of the refridgerator and took a sip. She heard two loud cracks from the living room, and she rushed in the next room. Harry and Ron were standing there talking.
"We've got to go to the hospital and do something, Harry," said Hermione.
"Alright. Ron told me."
The three aparated into Hermione's office at St. Mungo's. Hermione grabbed a needle and sat Harry down.
"Alright, I just need a bit of your blood."
She took some of Harry's blood and put a cloth on it to stop the extra blood comming out of Harry's arm where she has pricked it. She then took it into her built-in lab in her office and found Ginny's pregnancy test. She took a sample from it and put it in another cup and then put Harry's blood in a cup. She then took this clear potion and poured it into both cups. She shook them both and let them set. She walked back to Ron and Harry.
"It will take about ten minutes," she said.
"How will you know?" asked Harry.
"Well, they will be the same color."
"How?"
"It's too complicated to explain. It would only confuse you."
"Well, what do we do while we wait?" asked Ron.
"Oh! You can meet Ophelia," said Hermione walking out into the hall.
She returned with a witch that was about a year older than them. She had curly brown hair, and alot of it. Silver-rimmed glasses stood in front of her amazing blue eyes. She was about the height of Hermione if not a millimeter taller.
"Harry, Ron, this is Ophelia. Ophelia, this is Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley."
Ophelia held out her hand and shook hands with both of them.
"I've heard so much about both of you," she said in a sweet, timid voice.
"Oh?" said Ron with a raised eyebrow to Hermione.
"It's all good though, nothing bad of course. Herm wouldn't say anything bad about either of you."
Hermione let out a nervous laugh.
"Well, I've got to go and finish wrk so I can get home tonight. Nice meeting you."
Ophelia left the office. Ron stared at Hermione.
"What?" she said.
"Oh...nothing, Herm."
Harry and Ron both laughed.
Hermione hit them both in the stomach.
"We didn't deserve that!" said Ron.
"I think that you did," she said playfully.
Ron smiled and kissed Hermione.
Harry watched his two best friends. He was so happy to be back in good terms with them.
Ron and Hermione broke apart. Hermione turned and went back to her office lab. She looked at the cups. Both were a bright purple. She sighed and ran back out to Harry and Ron.
"Harry, you're the father," she said.
Harry gave a huge smile that was clearly from ear-to-ear. He was so relieved that everything was going perfectly. Ron wrapped an arm around Hermione's waist.
"I guess that I won't have to go balistic on Podmore then," said Ron.
"Protective of Ginny, aren't you?" said Harry.
"I am. I just don't want to see her hurt, you know."
Harry nodded.
"I know," he said.
Hermione cleaned up the lab, and the three aparated to the Leaky Cauldron. Evelyn came and took their orders like before.
"I hope that everything goes perfect at Ginny's dinner tomorrow," said Harry.
"It will, Harry. Don't worry about it," said Hermione.
"Yeah, mate. It'll all go good," said Ron.
Harry looked down at the table and rubbed his hands together. He has never been this nervous, even when he was playing quidditch for the first time. The thought of what it would feel like if Ginny were to say no was absolutely terrifying. He really loved Ginny, and he just hoped that she was the same with him.
Hermione stared at Harry wondering what exactly was going through his head. She had some idea, but she didn't want him to worry about this too much. She, Harry, and Ron had been best friends for so long that she felt like Harry was her brother that she never had. Harry had always been there for her, and she knew that she had to be there for him. She hated to see him be so worried like this.
The trio finished eating, and they paid for their meals and walked out onto the muggle streets. They walked into a jewelry store looking for the perfect ring for Ginny.
They arrived back at the flat two hours later with the ring in posession. Harry had been very picky at which ring he wanted for Ginny. He had finally, after an hour and a half of looking at different rings in several different stores before he finally picked one. It was a diamond with a silver band. Hermione was absolutely pleased with his selection.
Harry went into his room and put the ring in his bedside table. He walked back down to the living room where Ron and Hermione were sitting on the couch with each other.
"I'm going for a walk," Harry said.
Hermione lifted her head from Ron's shoulder.
"You ok?" she asked.
"Yeah. Just a little gittery. I want to get it out before tomorrow."
Harry walked out of the flat and onto the muggle streets.
Hermione put her head back on Ron's shoulder and Ron intertwined his hand with hers.
"Hermione," he said.
"Yes, Ron?" she said.
"Are you happy?" he asked.
He loved being with her.
"Of course I am. Are you happy?"
"I'm the happiest I've ever been," he said.
Hermione smiled and leaned up to kiss him, but Ron beat her to it. His lips met hers, and a tingling sensation went through her body. He was so good at kissing. They both opened their mouths and their tongues found each other. Hermione shifted to face him better. Ron's hands went to the side of her face and Hermione's hands went on his arms.
Ron broke apart from her.
"Do you want to go to my room so that Harry doesn't walk in on us?" he asked.
He didn't want sex from her, he just wanted to be with her and not fear that Harry would walk in on them.
Hermione smiled and nodded.
Ron got up and helped Hermione to her feet. He then picked her up with his arms under her legs, and the other supporting her back. Hermione's arms went around his neck and she kissed him once more as he began walking towards the stairs.
The entered Ron's room, and Ron put Hermione on his bed and closed the door with his foot. He went on top of Hermione and they began to kiss more. It wasn't too long until they were both pouring sweat and breathing hard. Ron had removed his shirt, letting Hermione run her hands up and down his bare, sweaty chest. Hermione sat up and removed her own shirt revealing what Ron had been trying to touch earlier that time on his bed. She came down on him and they kissed more. Ron's hands went over her front. Hermione let little moans escape her mouth. Ron went down further to her neck and then to her collar bone.
"Ron..." whispered Hermione.
"Hermione...no..." he said to her.
"But, Ron..."
"No...I want to tell you something."
"What is it?"
Ron stopped kissing her, and looked into her beautiful brown eyes.
"Hermione, I-"
There was a knock on the door. Ron climbed off of Hermione. He walked over to the door. Hermione found her shirt and put it on.
Ron opened the door revealing Harry. He was soaking wet from head to toe.
"Harry, what's wrong?" asked Ron.
Harry looked at Ron, who didn't have a shirt on.
"I should ask you the same thing," he replied.
"What?"
Harry pointed to his own chest. Ron's eyes grew and he went into his room and grabbed his shirt and put it over his head. It stuck to his chest because of the sweat.
Harry noticed that Hermione was sitting on Ron's bed. Ron came back to the door.
"Am I...interupting anything?" he asked Ron.
Ron looked back at Hermione who was running her fingers through her hair.
"No," Ron lied.
Harry nodded with a small smile.
"Well, I'm going to go and take a rest. I just wanted to make sure that you two were still here."
Harry closed the door.
He went back to Hermione and sat next to her.
"Ron, that was amazing."
Ron gave a little chuckle.
"Thanks..."
"What was it you were going to tell me?" she asked.
Ron hesitated.
He looked at Hermione and took her head in his hands.
"Hermione...I love you."
Hermione broke into a smile.
"Ron, I love you, too."
Ron smiled and kissed her.
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