I do not own Harry Potter, or Harry Potter musical. The Characters in this story belong to J.K. Rowling. The situations are from the imagination's of myself and my friend Lacey. Enjoy!
Humming to herself Hermione proceeded to dust off the shelves the muggle way. Singing along to the tune in her head she didn't notice the whoosh of the flames signaling that the floo had been activated.
"Hi Hermione," Harry called as he stepped out of the fire place causing Hermione to jump a foot in the air frightened. "Oh Harry! I didn't hear you come in."
"Sorry I didn't mean to frighten you." Harry glanced at her and continued speaking. "I've noticed lately that Rose and Lily look a lot alike, and that Rose's eyes are the exact shade as mine. Weird, right?"
Hermione took a deep breath mentally preparing how she was going to word this so that he wouldn't suspect. "Well Harry they are cousins and my grandmother had green eyes." She put extra emphasis on the word cousin.
"I know that they are cousins Hermione," Harry mimicked her tone making her think that maybe he knew the truth. "I just think that they look more alike than any of their other cousins. And I have seen pictures of your grandmother her eyes were brown."
"Not my grandmother, her grandmother Harry." Maybe he did know but Hermione would be damned if she went down without a fight. Harry gave her a look that said he wasn't buying it but he went along with the conversation determined to wear her down; he needed to know if he was right. "I've seen pictures of her as well, and her eyes were blue."
Hermione could think of nothing else but to deny his claim; after all he had seen photos of everyone in her family. "They were not." She defended half-heartedly. "It doesn't matter. Are you here for Ron? He's not here, he stepped out."
"I never said that it matters Hermione," he said this while thinking it most certainly did matter. "You are getting really defensive about this." He joked. "And no I came to hang out with you."
"Well I am extremely busy, and have no time for this Harry!" as she said this she made her way into the kitchen and Harry followed not too far behind.
"You should have thought of that before you invited Luna and me then." Just then they heard the whoosh of the floo and turned to see Luna step into the kitchen.
"Hi Harry. Hermione I see you are making the house fit for Nargle infestation." Motioning to Harry she asked what she had been dying to ask since waking up that morning. "Have you told him yet?"
"Luna I have no idea what you are talking about." Hermione gave Luna a pointed look that the blonde either did not see or chose to ignore; one could never tell with Luna Lovegood.
"But you said that you were going to tell Harry about Rose and Hugo and the baby. Remember? You asked me to come here for moral support." She prompted before adding in a dreamlike state: "you're starting to show."
Before Hermione could answer they heard the whoosh of the floo again, and all three looked at each other in confusion. "We're we expecting someone else Hermione?" Harry asked, but before she could answer a grating voice called from the sitting room.
"Harry love? Are you here?" It was Ginny. Hermione was about to call that they were in the kitchen when Harry muttered under his breath: "Crap! Gotta hide!" before he moved across the room and slid under his cloak.
Hermione was confused and voiced it: "Hide? Why?" she could hear Ginny starting to move around the house calling for Harry as she went. Letting out a sigh of frustration Harry explained from his place in the corner.
"She slept with Dean, and I am not ready to talk to her yet. She is pretending that everything is perfectly normal." The woman can't see it but Harry is giving Hermione a pointed look, as if to say 'just like you are.'
"Harry? Harry love?" Ginny was definitely persistent it nothing else. Hermione took a few minutes to think, really just making Harry sweat before turning to Luna.
"Luna? Would you take care of Ginny please?"
"Of course Hermione." Walking out into the hall she called: "Hi Ginny. Harry isn't here; I haven't seen him since Tuesday." She leaves out the fact that today is Tuesday since Ginny is very dim-witted. Luna could see Ginny struggling to think for a few moments.
"But… today is Tuesday Luna."
"Merlin's teeth!" Luna muttered under her breath before continuing in her normal voice. "Last Tuesday Gin!"
"Oh okay. I have such wonderful news for him if you see him tell him to come home." And with that she stepped back into the fire and disappeared with a whoosh of the flames.
Walking back into the kitchen she was about to relay the news to Harry when she saw him stepping out from under the cloak, before he cut her off with an angry voice.
"I already know what it is. She is carrying that bastard baby of Dean Thomas. And she thinks that she can pass it off as mine. This isn't the first time I've caught her sleeping around; that's why I've filed for a divorce, and full custody of the kids. Which I will get."
"Divorce! But Harry that is illegal in the Wizarding World. Think of the children" She pleaded with him, while wanting nothing more than for him to be able to get it.
"It was a muggle marriage Mione! So divorce is not only legal but makes up more than 50% of marriages! And I am thinking of the children! I don't want my daughter growing up thinking it is okay to sleep around!"
"She probably already does," Hermione muttered this under her breath. "You think I want Hugo thinking the same?!"
Just then Luna in her usual dreamy tone announced why they were all there since they had gotten so far off topic. "Hermione you were going to tell Harry that Rose and Hugo are his and that you are carrying his baby now. Remember? That is why we are all here…"
Just as Hermione cried "Luna" Harry yelled "What?" and promptly fainted.
"What? That is why you wanted me here. You said if you chickened out to just tell him the truth."
"I would have told him," Hermione insisted while shaking her head and refusing to make eye contact.
"No you wouldn't have! You were darting around the subject," looking down at Harry's prone body she contemplated his earlier actions. "Personally I think that he figured it out years ago."
"Just go Luna. I have to wake him up." Hermione commanded in a resigned voice, but when Luna looked at her she saw that Mione was more relaxed than she had been in years.
"All right!" she said. "But if you try to erase his memory," she added knowing she wouldn't "I'll just tell him again and again and again." And with that Luna was gone
