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"Fred?" Hermione's voice rang out in the shop, over the noise of children preparing to go back to school that year.
Fred looked down from his position on top of a large shelf, frowning at the note of anxiety in her voice.
"Yeah Hermione?"
She ascended the final stair to the upper level and looked around, checking they weren't within hearing distance of any shop patrons.
"I- well I just found out, um, that- I just thought you should know-"
"Spit it out, love."
"I'm pregnant."
Hermione studied her friend's face carefully for any hints as to what he was feeling, but he seemed to be frozen. She was about to finite any immobilising curse on him when he suddenly grinned wide, asking softly,
"I'm going to be a dad?"
"Yeah," Hermione laughed breathlessly, relief flooding through her.
"That's brilliant Hermione!" He swept her up into his arms, squeezing tightly and making her giggle as she was lifted into the air.
"We're gonna have a baby," she wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder. "Merlin, how do we even begin to prepare for this? We need a place for the baby to sleep and of course we have to do as much research on raising children as we can and we need to think of names and oh my goodness are we really ready for this responsibility, I mean it's a big deal, it's a huge deal, Fred-"
"First things first," he interrupted gently. "Tell our family."
Hermione looked at her friend, seeing the certainty and reassurance in his expression, and knew they would be alright.