Here's a funny story I wrote a few years ago. It's a love story with many funny bits. I hope you enjoy it. Comments and suggestions are welcome.
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Harry Potter and Ron Weasley sat at the dining room table playing Wizard's chess. Harry was playing rather poorly and continuously peering through the doorway at the fireplace in the sitting room. "Blimey harry," Ron chuckled. "I know I'm going to win anyway, but you could at least put up a fight."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I was just wondering when Hermione will get here," he said, contemplating the chess board. "We haven't seen her much since her wedding." Hermione had gotten married to a muggle-born wizard named Ryan Nelson that she had known as a young child. Ryan had promptly contacted Hermione when he came of age and the two had become nearly inseperable. Ron had thought them an odd couple, but Harry felt that they complimented each other. Hermione was studious and practical while Ryan was athletic and fun loving. He played Quidditch for Puddlemere United.
Harry leapt from his chair when green flames appeared in the fireplace. Hermione and Ryan stepped out of the flames, dusting ash off of their robes. Hermione squealed when she was suddenly seized by Harry and drawn into a tight hug. Ryan smiled at Ron as the red-head approached. Ryan wasn't as tall as Ron, but he was broad shouldered and muscular. He was quite good looking with his short light brown hair and bright blue eyes. Ryan grinned at Harry as Ron took his turn to hug Hermione. "Alright there Harry?" Ryan asked.
"Alright," Harry replied with a casual shrug. He was prevented from saying more when he was startled by two squeals from the doorway. He turned to see his wife, Ginny and Ron's wife, Luna, hurry into the room.
The three young women embraced while the three men looked on with cheerful smiles. "We've missed you so much," Ginny said excitedly, releasing Hermione. "How have you been?"
Hermione glanced at Ryan before turning back to her friends. "I'm pregnant," she said in a rush.
After a moment of surprised silence, Ginny let out a piercing scream of excitement. Harry shook Ryan's hand enthusiastically. Ron dropped to his knees in front of Hermione and leaned closer so that his nose was nearly pressed to her navel. "Hello baby," he said in a loud voice. When Hermione giggled, he hissed at her. "Quiet, I'm talking to the baby." Focusing on her abdomen once again, he said, "I'm your Uncle Ron. Remember that... I'll be your favorite."
"Get up you idiot," Ginny chuckled, smacking the back of her brother's head.
"Yeah, get up Ron," Harry agreed. Once Ron had moved, Harry dropped down in front of Hermione. "It's my turn," he said with a smirk. He spoke in a gentler tone than Ron had. "Hey little one. I'm your Uncle Harry. We can't wait to see you. Remember that Uncle Ron is a nutter and that I'm your favorite." He stood back up and grinned widely at Hermione.
"Alright, that's enough," Ginny said shooing Harry away from Hermione. "Come sit," she said. "Dinner's ready."
A few moments later, they were all seated around the dining room table, passing dishes of delicious hot food. Harry and Ginny's two year old son, James, was perched on Ron's lap. He had just gotten up from a nap and was reluctant to sit in his own chair. He looked very much like Harry, but he had Ginny's warm brown eyes.
"James," Ginny said gently, "don't you want to sit in your chair like a big boy?" James hastily buried his face in Ron's chest.
Ron smiled. "I told you I was the favorite," he told Harry smugly.
"Well, I can't very well be my son's favorite uncle, can I?" Harry retorted, rolling his eyes.
"I'm so glad that you two have matured so much," Hermione muttered sarcastically.
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