Disclaimer: Not mine. Well, the plot is; the characters are Jo's.

“Oh Merlin’s pants -- Yes, Mrs. Weasley?”

“I want you downstairs this instant!”

“All right, Mrs. Weasley, I’ll be down in just a --”

“No! Right. Now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“What’s taking you so long?”

“I -- well, I’ve got -- er --”

“If you need help, just let me come in and --”

“No, no, that’s all right, I just need some time to get organized-- Mrs. Weasley!”

“Hermione?! What in the name of all that is magical are you wearing? Is that your Hogwarts --?”

“Yes, it is, but please, can you not have your voice so loud?”

“I will not quiet d-- oh, listen to me! I’m sorry, Hermione, you just shocked me a bit.”

“Here, sit down on the bed.”

“Thank you, Hermione. I guess all these happenings have gone to my head.”

“Well, I’ll just go…”

“Oh, yes dear, by all means go change into some other clothes.”

“Mrs. Weasley?”

“Yes?”

“You’re not mad at me, are you? Because I could hear you yelling at Ron from up here, and….”

“Well, I have to say that I am disappointed in the choice you made, but I guess I can stop you now that you’re both of age.”

“Er…what did Ron say we did?”

“He said that -- that you -- well -- to be honest, he never did say what actually happened between you two.”

“Oh, okay then.”

“Why? What did happen? Did you two have…relations?”

“Mrs. Weasley! You know me much better than that! How could you think --?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Hermione dear, of course you wouldn’t do such a thing, what was I thinking?”

“That’s all right, Mrs. Weasley.”

“But something must have happened-- Ron doesn’t turn that certain shade of red unless he’s just divulged some information he wasn’t intending to release.”

“I guess…”

“Hermione, you’re like my second daughter, you know you can tell me anything.”

“Even when it’s about Ron? Your youngest son?”

“I’ll try not to be too judgmental.”

“Thanks.”

“Well? What is it that happened that was so bad?”

“I, well, I sort of, gave Ron a…a…”

“A what?”

“A…hand job.”

“A what? I’m sorry, Hermione, I’m not too familiar with today’s lexicon.”

“It’s like -- actually, I’m not that comfortable saying it out loud, so here. I’ll write it down.”

“Okay, then. ‘When a man has a…then you…and…’ oh my! This is a common practice?”

“I’m not that sure, really, I just know that they like it.”

“Well, the last thing I want to visualize is you two…at least you didn’t have sex before you got married.”

“And I plan to keep it that way.”

“Oh, Hermione, I’m so glad that Ronald came around and chose you instead of that Lavender girl Ginny’s told me about.”

“Me too, Mrs. Weasley, me too.”

"Ron! What in the name of Merlin have you done?!"

"Oh no, Mr. Weasley's home."

"What's he going to do to Ron?"

"I'm not sure, but we'd better go downstairs and straighten things out. You see, I told him that he pressured you into sex, and --"

"Mrs. Weasley!"

"Well that's what I was thinking at the time! You can't blame me for my reaction."

"Come on, let's go before he turns Ron into a tea cozy!"

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