Romione❤️ one-shots

Pregnant alternative one shot

Ron sat on the couch in the Sitting Room of his and Hermione's new house with her resting against him. She sat with a blanket wrapped around her legs while she read, the fire was her only light.

Ron looked down at his wife of 3 years and was hit once again with the question that often sprang to his mind at times like this: how did I deserve her? He thought this and a smile crossed his lips. He continued to sit there, running his fingers through her hair.

At about 11 o'clock, Hermione closed her book and looked up at him, smiling.

"All done for the night?" Ron asked, motioning to the book in her hand.

"I think so. I'm at a nice stopping point for now," she replied and yawned.

"Is someone tired?" Ron asked in a very baby-like voice.

Hermione nodded and got up. Ron folded up the blanket and placed it on the arm of the sofa. He then picked her up, bridal style and carried her to their bedroom and set her down on the bed before walking over to the dresser and getting them both PJs and started to change.

Hermione stayed on the bed and was watching him undress and dress again. He crawled under his side of the covers and gestured for his wife to do the same on her side. Smiling, she did so and scooted toward her husband and kissed him softly.

When they broke apart, Ron couldn't stop the semi-shocked look on his face.

"Wow!" was all he could say.

After a minute of semi-silence, Hermione broke it. "Ron, there's something I need to tell you. I was going to wait till morning, but I just can't."

Ron felt his heart leap. Hermione never got this excited unless it was major.

"What is it?"

Hermione grabbed both his hands in hers. She sighed; she looked all around the room with her eyes until they finally landed on Ron's. "Ron, what do you think about little Weasleys running around this place?"

If she was talking about the same thing that he was thinking about, he was ready to do back flips. She can't be serious. "Are you thinking the same thing I'm thinking?" Ron felt his jaw drop then form a smile.

Hermione smiled and nodded. "I'm pregnant."

After a moment of letting this wonderful news really sink in, Ron jumped out of bed and did a jig, before yelling loud enough for half of England to hear him,

"I'm going to be a dad!"

He jumped on the bed and kissed his wife. "You are the most beautiful, brilliant, wonderful, terrific woman I have ever met. What did I do to deserve you to be the mother of my child?...wow...my Child...OUR child. I can't believe it!" Ron was calming down now...at least not jumping or dancing and he was getting back into bed. "Mione, we're going to be parents. Not just aunt and uncle...parents. Oh god. My mother is going to flip." he continued to mumble in disbelief for a few more minutes.

"Ronald, we'll tell everyone during Sunday dinner at the Burrow. Then we can go to see my parents and tell then on Monday night. I can write them to see if it's ok. Does that sound like a good plan?"

Ron nodded. Hermione gave her husband another kiss. "It is hard to think of us as parents, isn't it?" Ron kissed his wife. He couldn't hold back anymore. He knew no other way of showing her how much he loved her.

When they broke apart, Ron gazed into her beautiful brown eyes and said, "I love you so much, you will never know how much I love you."

"I love you too... Daddy."