Hermione and Ron's Little Joy!

For everyone who didn't like the original story, Ron and Hermione's Baby, this is my revised rewrite. Please review, and NO FLAMES PLEASE!


Chapter 1: On Cloud Nine.

Hermione Weasley was on cloud nine and she walked home from the healer's office. She had just found out the greatest news in the world! She was a little nervous about telling her husband, Ron. She knew he would be thrilled, but she wanted the moment to be right. She arrived at her front door. She took a deep breath and opened the door, and what she saw took her breath away.

"R-r-Ron?" She stuttered as she looked at the beautiful sight.

The ceiling was bewitched to look like the night sky, the floor was bewitched to look like grass, and the walls looked as if they were outside. She saw a lake, brilliant trees and birds flying overhead. There was a candle lit table with a pink tablecloth on it. Ron walked in.

"Ah…what do you think Hermione?" Ron asked her.

Hermione didn't know if she could talk but to managed to say, "It's brilliant Ron! Gorgeous!"

"Come sit down." He pulled out Hermione's chair for her. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes," he said as he sat down.

"What's the occasion?" Hermione asked for she knew well it was not their birthdays or anniversary.

Ron looked at his wife and smiled. "The occasion is that I love you."

"I love you to Ron, so much, but I need to tell you something…"

"Not before my little surprise". He wove his wand in the air and beautiful romantic music filled the room.

"May I have this dance?" Ron asked as he bowed to Hermione.

"Oh Ron!" she said as she stood up, "dancing under the stars. My favorite thing to do with my husband."

They danced and danced, Hermione was so swept up she couldn't tell him now. She decided to wait till morning…if she could.

Ron pulled out Hermione's chair again and said, "Dinner is served."

He brought out turkey with stuffing (Hermione's favorite), potatoes, carrots, and chocolate cake.

Ron started to pour wine into his and Hermione's glasses, "A toast to…"

"Ron. I can't drink this." She said.

"Why not?"

"Well I was going to wait till later…"

"Hermione is everything all right?"

"Of course!"

"Then why can't you drink the wine?" Ron asked again sounding worried.

"All right, Ron…I'm…I'm…we're going…to…"

"Hermione! Are you trying to say you're…"

"Pregnant? Yes I am Ron!"

"Hermione! This is wonderful!" Ron ran over to his wife picked her up and swung her around and kissed her with passion.

"I'm so relieved you feel this way!"

"Of course! How far along our you?" Ron asked his wife.

"About two months." She replied.

"Oh I can't wait till everyone finds out!" Ron exclaimed.

"Me to! In fact we should go tell Ginny and Harry now!"

Ron grabbed his wife's hand and said, "Now just hold on a second. Pregnant or not you still have to suffer through a romantic night with me."

Hermione smiled and kiddingly said, "So I really have to?"


They both laughed and sat down to a romantic dinner.