Chapter one

Tears fell from her eyes. No, she couldn't be. Please no. . she begged. She saw that it was true and fell to the floor, beginnging to cry.

So, she was. Her mother had once told her to have a child was a gift from god. But right now all she wanted was for him to take it back. She sat up her eyes red from all her tears that still flowed from her eyes.

"Hermione," someone called from the other side of the door.
She didn't answer. She didn't care who it was at the moment. She was lost to the world, wrapped in herself. Vaguely, she heard someone opening the door and walk in.

"Hermione," Harry repeated once more. He looked at her for a moment. She was pale white and her eye's blood shot. He quickly rushed to her side and spoke to her.

"Hermione. . . HERMIONE," but he didn't get a response from her. She just kept on weeping. Harry just hugged her, not knowing what else to do.

"Why?" she asked to no one, as she hugged him back, tears falling onto his shirt.

"Shhh, it's going to be ok," he cooed comfortingly. She shook her head in despair and muffled a moaned in his shirt. Harry looked down at his best friend that lay in his arms and shook his head sadly. He slowly laid her down on the floor as he stood up and then bent down to pick her up.

Hermione opened her eyes as she was being carried to her bed.

"Harry," she said her voice scratchy.

'I'm here,' he said softly as he laid her on her bed.

"Don't leave me, please," she begged in a tired voice, before tears fell from her eyes yet again.

He nodded and laid on the bed next to her. She sighed and fell to uneasy sleep.

Harry lay next to her, his mind racing. Something was terrible wrong. Hermione had not been the same since they had saved her a few weeks ago from a group of death eaters. She had been kidnapped and had been held captive for three days until the order got to her.

For the first week she would not speak to anyone about anything that happened to her, not even to Dumbledore.

Her smiles were so few now a days; his heart hurt, remembering how she had been before all this had happened. He heard her moan in pain in her sleep and he closed his eyes, feeling powerless.

He blamed himself for what had happened to her in those three days. A tear feel from his eye, but he wiped it away and slowly stood up, heading to her bathroom. He turned on the light and closed the door and immediately noticed a pregnancy test box on the counter. His mind went blank for a few seconds and then it all came together.

His heart pounded against his chest roughly as he saw this. 'NO. . NO' he screamed in his mind. He picked up the box and threw it against the wall in anger and sadness. He closed his eyes and walked back into the room where she lay, asleep. He looked at her once more before breaking into tears.

'I'm sorry,' he said to her as he moved her hair away from her face. He walked to the other side of the bed and laid down beside her once more.

Then and there he made a promise to her before drifting to restless sleep.