"You know, 'Mione," Ron started, smiling down at the newborn baby boy in her arms, the one with the wisps of flaming red hair and the sea-blue eyes, "Even though we were trying to be so careful...I'm glad that this happened anyways."

How could she tell him about that night after the bar; how they had gotten so caught up in what was happening, how her wand had been in her purse and George hadn't cast any contreception spell? How Hugo wasn't Ron's child. She couldn't tell him. Never.

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"She got your baby

It happened fast

If you could only

Erase the past..."

'Blood on the Dance Floor'

[Michael Jackson]