Hermione's skin continued to tingle with nerves as she watched Ron in trepidation. There was never any moment of doubt that eventually, Ron would come around to the idea of being a father. That he would love their child, and work hard to provide for her or him in whatever way that he could. But Hermione also wanted Ron to be happy, and not to strain their marriage so shortly after they had wed. She watched so intently that, somehow, the last thing that she expected was a kiss, and she tensed up for a moment before relaxing briefly against the touch.

Not ready to let him go yet, Hermione leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Ron's shoulders. Now that she knew he was getting over the initial shock, Hermione could let herself lean on him, and realized how much she still needed his strength. How much they were still ultimately stronger when together.

"You scared me," she protested with a laugh, blinking quickly again as she felt tears threaten to fall. She pressed her forehead against his temple, then leaned over slightly so that she could press another kiss to his lips. "Of course it's alright. It's unbelievable, isn't it? We're having a baby. A little person both of us made together."