            Really, the worst part of their breakup would be telling Molly. The woman had always been so sure they would end up married, surrounded by little witches and wizards with bushy red hair. The thought had always frightened her, though Hermione had chalked it up to being nineteen. Now she wasn’t so sure that the fear lay more in Ron as the father and husband, rather than the children themselves. It would be nice to have a large family, coming from just her parents and later finding a ridiculously large one in the wizarding world. I wonder if Sirius would want kids...if he’d want to do that with me, once he’s back...