Oliver pushed his way through the crush of people to a large group of redheads. Though some of their children had black hair like Romilda's, it was easy to tell they were all Weasleys. Antonin and Hermione had to hurry to keep up with their son. As much as Hermione would've rather chewed on glass than to be polite and socialize with Ron and his wife, especially in public, she put on a warm smile for her son's sake. Uncomfortable pleasantries and stiff handshakes were exchanged by the adults. Hermione almost envied Romilda for her ability to use her large brood of children as an excuse to keep interrupting their awkward small talk. With six children ranging in age from fourteen to just under two and another set to make its entrance into the world any day, Romilda had her hands full.