(I just want to note that I'm not sure when Rose was actually born...I'm just making it Ch.3of this story.)

Ron felt terrible. He had betrayed her, and he felt sick. That bloody thing inside of her made Hermione....different. Really different. It made her hormonal, and hungry. All the time. "Ron...could आप go into Honeydukes and get me some cauldron cakes please?" "Hermione, if आप eat any और cauldron cakes, you'll turn into one." Ron walked into the living room to find Hermione lying down on the couch. She looked tired. "Mione, आप ok?" Ron rushed over to her. "Ron, the only thing that's...

Ron buried his head in his hands. Why didn't Hermione just listen when I कहा that we should go to St Mungos? he thought. Her screams pierced his heart, sharper than swords piercing the flesh.
"Ron!" he looked up and saw Harry and Ginny running towards him. Ginny enveloped him into a tight hug "Its going to okay Ron. Hermione will be okay." He wanted to cry, he wanted to scream. The only time Hermione screamed like this was when..
He tried not to think about it. Harry sat अगला to him and gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.
His parents; Molly and Arthur arrived next. Molly burst into tears and...