(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 te go into Honeydukes and get me some cauldron cakes please?" "Hermione, if te eat any più 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, te ok?" Ron rushed over to her. "Ron, the only thing that's...