Blended family

Chapter one.

Hermione's POV, three months ago.

"Love I need you to understand."
"Your leaving us?" I choked back tears.
"You know I love you and the kids, I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to one, or all of you." He grabbed my forearm.
"I- we could go with you, we could be safe, go into hiding."
"Love Listen, Harry even shot the job down, it's very dangerous. I love you and I always will."
"Gen is 10. she needs her mother to help her through all the milestones in life. Hugo needs his mum to be safe, a-and alive."
"Your leaving us." Was all i could muster.
"Yes hermione and- he paused. If it doesn't go to planed, I don't think I'll survive."
"W- what. You mean you could die." I was now letting the tears fall though I was silent.
He nodded.
He grabbed my waist pulling me to him leaving no gap.
He put his head on my shoulder.
"Take care, take care of the kids. I love you, tell the burrow t-that I love them, just in case I want want my ashes to me spread all around hogwarts. Their is no other place I would want to be. And if it dose go south, I need you to marry."
What. I can't remarry.
"But you must, Hugo and gen need a father figure. They need to call someone, someone alive dad." Do you understand?
I nodded, because if I spoke I would bawl.
He brought his face to mine and connected our lips.
He pulled away way to soon.
"I love you."
" Ron, please don't leave us." I whimpered
"Love, I'm doing this to help the world, to help out children, to help our grandchildren, and all of the generations to come.
With that he walked out.
Not seeing him ever again.

Hermione's POV two months ago.
I walked into the saint mungos morgue that morning I found out that my husband, my love, my soulmate had died from the killing curse.
I walked into the small room were my mother in law and my deceased husband were.
I walked up to the table were my husband was laying, and mum right above him stroking his hair, holding his left hand.
"I'm so sorry." I spoke, to my husband.
"I'll love you always. And I will keep your wishes." I kissed his cold pale- gray forehead.
Just then their was a knock at the door.
Come in. Molly spoke, knowing who it was.
The door opened and in came, the most foul person I had ever met. He looked the exact same. Though totally different. He gave me a weak smile, that showed his smile lines. He also wore Zeeni retro brow line glasses.
" I just need to ask you a couple questions mrs. Weasley." He frowned.
"Just call me granger." "Like you always did." "He did want me to get remarried, anyways."
He nodded.
"Do you wish to bury mr. Weasley?"
No, cremated."
He nodded before he checked something off the list.
"The killer has been found do you wish to send him to Azkaban?"
"Yes."
He sighed.
"That's all minister fudge needs to know."
"I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs. Weasley and miss. Granger. He spoke before he walked out, closing the door.
I went around the table and hugged molly.
"I'm sorry, I hope you and the family will stay in contact."
She looked at me like I had just grew a second head, I gulped at what she was about to say.
"Of course dear, you may be my in law but, we are you family and we have been since you Harry and- Ron were eleven.
She kissed my cheek before she gave one last look at Ron.
She shut the door behind her.
I looked at him, kissed him one last time before I apparated home to my children.