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It had been a long seven years, but the end was fast approaching.  The "Dream Team" of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was closing in on their graduation and the halls were abuzz with talk of the future.  In the Gryffindor common room, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter were also speculating.

"So Harry, what do you s'pose it'll be like, I mean being an auror after You Kno- I mean Voldemort is gone?"  Ron shifted in the plush red couch, trying to get comfortable.  His cheeks already came close to matching the couch, since the two friends had just come back from their last quidditch practice of the year.  There weren't even games left, so this practice was just a farewell to the seventh years.  Ginny, who was already picked to be captain next year, even managed to sneak a cake from the kitchens that said "GOOD LUCK HARRY POTTER and ron weasley"  Dobby hadn't imagined that Harry would ever be sharing the spotlight with anyone, so he hadn't put Ron's name on until Ginny came to pick up the cake and made him add it.  Not that Ron seemed to mind, "Ginny dis ih gweat!"  Ginny rolled her eyes at her older brother and tried not look at the crumbs dribbling down his shirt.

Back in the common room:

"Well there are still Deatheaters out there, Ron, so it's not like there won't be any work for us.  But Ron, I was wondering…"

"Yeah?"

"Well, with you going off to play for the Canons, what's going to happen with you and Hermione?"

"What d'ya mean?" Ron turned his attention to his robes, and slowly began picking off crumbs, pieces of lint, dust, etc.

"Well, you two have been very serious this year, are you going to do the long distance thing?  You're going to be traveling with the team, and Mione will be here, working in the ministry, how are you going to do it?"  Ron started picking a hole in his robes, after running out of dust and lint, he started unconsciously unraveling a loose thread he found poking out right over his stomach. "Ron?"  Harry's emerald eyes were baring down on the redhead, and Ron's cheeks were turning more crimson by the second.

"armg and ldkadkh bealkd" he mumbled

"What?" 

"WELL I'M NOT READY TO GET MARRIED IF THAT'S WHAT YOU MEAN!"  Ron enunciated every syllable.  He then jumped up, and stormed off to the dormitory.  As he was entering the stairwell to the dorms, he thought he heard a quiet sob, but passed it off as nothing and continued stomping up to bed.

In the stairwell to the girl's dormitory, Hermione Granger was standing quietly against the wall.  She had just been on her way down to the common room to meet up with her best friend and her boyfriend, with some exciting news.  Now she tried to reevaluate to figure out just how this news would hit.  She had been very happy when she performed the pregnancy test spell just minutes before.  She and Ron were finishing their studies, and had brilliant career plans.  As she stood against the cold stone wall, her mind running a million miles a minute, she began to realize that maybe Ron didn't want to be the father that she had expected him to be…and she began planning a new life for herself, and her child, without the redhead she loved in the picture.