Ron couldn't help but laugh at that; there wasn't much chance that he or she could have anything but red hair, really, considering his family. He almost wanted to apologize for it, but then again, he wasn't sure he could think of anything better than the idea of it.
"It's brilliant," Ron agreed, and now that he'd gotten over the shock of it all, was beside himself with excitement about it. Not that he knew the first thing about being a father or even remotely thought he was ready for it, but they both had ages to work all that out, right? Nearly a year.
He was trying not to think of the part that meant telling his Mum and his brother, and how much grief Charlie'd likely give him for it. Or that telling his Mum meant admitting just he and Hermione had managed to make a baby in the first place. He'd be twenty-five next year and still he couldn't manage to talk about any of that with her. Somehow, Ron reckoned it'd be the same when he was forty.
"It's gonna be amazing," he went on to say, feeling less and less like he was trying to convince himself of the fact, "D'you feel alright? Not sick or anything?"
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"It's brilliant," Ron agreed, and now that he'd gotten over the shock of it all, was beside himself with excitement about it. Not that he knew the first thing about being a father or even remotely thought he was ready for it, but they both had ages to work all that out, right? Nearly a year.
He was trying not to think of the part that meant telling his Mum and his brother, and how much grief Charlie'd likely give him for it. Or that telling his Mum meant admitting just he and Hermione had managed to make a baby in the first place. He'd be twenty-five next year and still he couldn't manage to talk about any of that with her. Somehow, Ron reckoned it'd be the same when he was forty.
"It's gonna be amazing," he went on to say, feeling less and less like he was trying to convince himself of the fact, "D'you feel alright? Not sick or anything?"