Ron apparated past the stone steps up to his sister's apartment, eager to see his best friend after his two weeks paternity leave. The Auror department had been sorely lacking for Ron without Harry around to do raids with.

"Ronald!" Hermione, red-faced and out of breath scalded from the middle of the stairwell, "must you use magic for everything?"

"Sorry!" Ron replied with his sheepish smile as she reached the top, and watched Hermione's frown soften, as he knew it would.

The door swung open and they jumped.

"I thought I heard you two bickering out here!"

"Harry!" Said Ron, pulling him into a hug.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ginny who was just behind Harry, walking past the two men to find Ginny cradling her tiny son inside their cosy apartment, like a miniature version of the burrow where Ron and Ginny had grown up.

"There's my nephew!" Hermione said as she gave Ginny a hug. Whilst she was cooing over baby James, Harry came over to say hello to Hermione.

Ginny turned to Ron, and asked, "come on then, aren't you going to hold your nephew?"

"Uh, of course." Ron said nervously. Ginny laid the baby in her brother's arms, helping him to support the newest Weasley's little head. As baby James relaxed, so did Ron.

"Hey, this isn't too bad!" He said, grinning at Ginny while hopping a bit to bounce the baby. "It's just a shame that he doesn't have the Weasely red hair!"

Ginny laughed. Next to them, Harry hugged Hermione. He missed his feisty friend, they were both so busy in the ministry that they didn't see each other as often as he would like. He just hoped that now that he had a baby and her and Ron didn't that they wouldn't be further pushed apart. It seemed like not only was there two completely separate worlds of muggles and witches and wizards, within that there was also a complete separation of those couples with children and those without. Harry's first baby was only just a month old and they had already had offers of "pushchairs and pizzas" and "whine and dine" gatherings from the families downstairs.

Hermione pulled away and reached around to try to smooth down the back of Harry's hair which she had seen sticking up.

"Gosh I just hope that your son hasn't inherited your hair Harry!" She teased.

"Unfortunately, I Think - " he stopped mid-sentence, transfixed as baby James opened his mouth and gave a big yawn.

"awww!" The group squealed. Harry's eyes were fixed on his son, a smile on his face, as charmed by James as everyone else and every bit the doting father.

"Are you going to offer some drinks, darling?" Ginny asked smiling at his watching of James' every movement.

"Oh, yes of course." He replied, snapping out of it and looking around, "four pumpkin juices alright?" Seeing nods, he disappeared into the kitchen.

As the three of them settled down onto the sofas in the living room, Ron said to his wife, "Hermione do you want to hold him?" He knew how much Hermione already loved their baby nephew; he was all she could talk about.

She nodded vigorously, and Ron gently passed him over to her, as Ginny watched anxiously. She had to remind herself that Ron was no longer the clumsy boy she thought of him as, but a powerful Auror just as accomplished as Harry.

Hermione looked down at the little baby, talking softly to him. Ron put his arm around her, looking down at James too.

Ginny smiled and stood up. "I'll see if Harry needs any help in the kitchen," She said, and received a reply only by murmur of the couple who were engrossed in the baby.

Ron rested his head on Hermione's shoulder, and placed his wand on the sofa next to them so that he could lift his hand to gently stroke James' pink cheek. As he was doing it, baby James grabbed the tip of Ron's want with his chubby fist in a vice-like grip. Ron gasped and laughed with glee, "look, 'Mione! Look! He's got my wand!" Hermione laughed too, both at the baby's action and Ron's joy, as tiny little red sparks came from the end of the wand.

They caught each other's eyes and went quiet. They shared a look so intimate that Hermione already knew what Ron was going to say next.

"So do you… uh… do you maybe, you know, want to try for one? A baby I mean?" She didn't realise he was going to say it in such a typically Ron fashion, but the sincerity in his eyes made her sure that he really did want to be a dad.

By way of reply, Hermione leant in and gave Ron a soft, slow kiss with as much love and gentleness as she used to hold baby James.

As she came up to the living room doorway, Ginny whispered to Harry to come over. Harry came up behind her, with the tray of drinks and snacks hovering next to him.

"Well…" Harry said, causing them to break apart and look up, "looks like we're going to be having a new niece or nephew soon too!"

Ron looked at Hermione and grinned, "Yeah well, someone's got to continue the Weasley hair, I just hope my genes are stronger than yours, Gin!"

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