Chapter 1

Hogwarts was over and done with for the Golden Trio, all living their own, separate lives. Ronald Weasley had moved to Romania to be his brother Charles apprentice in becoming a dragon tamer. He had left almost immediately after Hogwarts, he has written al least once a month.

Harry had begun his training as an auror, and had moved into the same apartment as Hermione since they both worked at the ministry. He was hardly around, always gone from early in the morning and coming home late. But he was allowed Sunday's off and he spent them with Hermione or Ginny. He was happy with his new life and Hermione was proud of him.

And as for Hermione, well she was doing just as good. She was accepted into the Ministry as a secretary to the Law Director. Her job paid good money and she didn't mind sitting at a desk, going through documents most of her day to her it was a calm, easy going job and she enjoyed it very much.

So everyone was happy with their lives and wouldn't change it for the world.

A year after Hogwarts

The night was warm and calm, everyone sound asleep in their beds. The streets were silent other then a random car that was on its way home, only a late couple walked the streets probably just finishing a date and were now having a pleasant conversation. So all in all it was a normal, peaceful night….

He was so close to her, she could hear every footstep he made, they were heavy and loud a sign that this man was big and probably drunk. With her heart beat pounding in her chest and her blood running cold she began to pick up speed . She was terrified beyond belief and forgot about her wand that was in her side bag. The mans footsteps began to get faster and Hermione found herself running the empty streets being chased by a man that probably wanted to kill her for the fun of it.

Taking a sharp turn left she ran straight into an alley with no way out . Turning to face her advancer she backed away from him her back hitting the wall. Her mind began to fog and forgot anything that could defend herself . He was only 3 inches from her face now and she could smell that alcohol coming off his breath.

"Scream and I'll slit your throat," he said as his hands moved onto her sides and up her shirt.

His touch was rough and hard not a single sign of gentleness. He was quick with his work and only had to hit her twice when she cried out. When he was finished he left her there in the dark alley in a quivering, shocked state, she wouldn't move, couldn't. Her body was in such a tremor that she couldn't bring herself to do anything other then stare at the brick wall across from her and cry.

Hermione awoke in her dark room, staring at the ceiling. Her heart raced in her chest as her dream played in her head. Sitting up Hermione wrapped her arms around her knees, that dream had been coming back almost every night ever since it happened a month ago.

Outside Hermione could hear the sound of keys, getting out of bed she went to her window to see that Harry was just arriving home and was unlocking the door. Walking away from the window Hermione made her way out into her hallway. She had bought a small two bedroom apartment after school with her left over school money and her saved up summer job money. It wasn't anything special just perfect for living, there was a good size living room with couch, love seat, a small bookcase, and T.V, a small kitchen that held refrigerator, sink, counter, stove, and a small square table, a nice bathroom and two bedrooms, one actually a bedroom the other an office for her paper work that she usually received from the Ministry. She loved her small apartment and thought it suited her perfectly.

When she reached her door, she unlocked it and just spotted Harry turning the corner up the stairs. "Harry,"

He took a step back and looked down on her. Harry hadn't changed much, he still had his jet black messy hair, circular glasses, green eyes. The only thing that changed was that he was free to do as he pleased and he seemed to smile more.

"I'm sorry I know you just got home but I really need to talk to you please," whispered Hermione not wanting to wake anyone in the apartment. Harry gave a smile and stepped down the few steps to her door.

"Sure Hermione,"

She let him in and locked her door, turning on the lamp near the couch Harry took a seat, she could tell he was tired and hated holding him back from sleep but she needed to tell him.

"Do you want a drink?" She asked. He nodded and Hermione disappeared into the kitchen only to return in a second with two glasses of water. Harry finished his glass in a quick gulp and placed his empty cup on the table with a sigh, sitting back he rubbed his eyes. Hermione could tell something was bothering him so she thought she'd help out if she could.

"Hard day huh?" she asked.

He looked at the ceiling and nodded. "It's crazy at the ministry. I thought that since Voldemort was gone that everything would settle down and it did for awhile but now they just receive word that the Death Eaters haven't gone into hiding but their still out there causing trouble," he stopped to collect his thoughts with a deep breath he went on. "Their following Lucius Malfoy."

Hermione froze, that's just great a Malfoy taking over, trying to continue in Voldemort's steps. She feared that if something wasn't done fast enough they'd be back to where they were eight years ago.

"Are you serious, I mean do you know for sure?" Hermione asked praying that they could be wrong and it was some sick joke.

Harry shook his head. "I wish we were wrong but he sent a letter that said so. We would of traced the owl back to him but the damn bird blew up in the office, I'm still picking up feathers out of my office."

Hermione looked down at her hands, it was hard to believe that after the war against Voldemort when everyone thought they were safe and would be able to live without fear a new wizard had stepped up and took his place and now they were facing the same thing all over again.

Harry sat back his eyes closed as his mind wondered to many thoughts and then he remembered that Hermione had something to tell him, opening his eyes he looked at her."Didn't you have something to tell me?"

Hermione paused, then quickly remember what she had to tell him. Placing her cup on the table she breathed in and let it out then turned to Harry. "Remember a month ago, that event that happened."

Harry nodded knowing exactly what she was talking about. That day had been a dreadful one and it still bothered him but he had been more worried about her, and even a month later it was still on her mind.

"Well last week I went to the doctors and she gave me some surprising news," she continued to look down at her hands as tears started to well in her brown eyes. "She told me that I was a month pregnant."

Harry looked at her letting her words sink in. When he didn't speak Hermione started to worry that he was upset, she looked at him and found that he was staring forward.

"Are you mad?" she whispered looking at him. He turned to her his eyes glazed a small grin pulled at his lips.

"I would never get mad at you, even over this Hermione I find it hard to get upset. It's not like you asked for this and what ever you choose to do with this I'll be behind you a hundred percent. I promise," he said taking her hands, the tears finally coming from both of their eyes.

"Thank you Harry," she said.