A/N: Not that I need to say this, we all know this, but J.K. Rowling owns everything.

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December 23,

It's already been one a year since they died, I still can't believe they're gone. I'm never going to be able to see their smiling faces as they wave when I get off the Hogwarts Express, or the amazement in their eyes when they would take me into Diagon Alley. No more explaining my classes or new things I learned over the year. Nothing. What I wouldn't do to see Voldemort brought down right this moment. I will make whoever killed my parents pay!

Merlin, what I wouldn't give to have everything be back to normal; well about as normal as it could be when you're at the top of your class, Head Girl, had perfect OWL's and just found out that you're pregnant. Oh, Molly is going to kill us.

Oh yes I did write that right, I am pregnant, prego, knocked up, with child, carrying, bun is in the oven. I, Hermione Jane Granger, am PREGNANT. How did I get myself into this? Oh yes, I remember now.

FLASHBACK

"Come on love. No one will find out. We'll sneak you back into the town in a few hours, no one will even know you weren't there. I can't wait until the Yule Break when you're at the Burrow. Besides we wont have any privacy, you know how my mum is. She may love that we're dating but she isn't about to leave us alone for long." He mumbled as he kissed a trail across my throat, knowing full well I wasn't about to say no with him doing that.

It had been 3 months since we had been together, 3 very long months and Merlin knows I want him as much as he wants me right now. But I'll never admit to it, you don't give a Weasley boy information like that.

"What do you say 'Mione? Wouldn't you like to make a happy man?" Merlin! That deep husky voice of his filled with need could me be quiver without a touch.

"Seems to me, like you are already a very happy man indeed, love." I whisper as I run my hand over the obvious bulge in the front of his pants.

He just had to come and stay over night. Early Christmas shopping he told Dumbledore, needed my help, he said. Shopping my arse. He knew full well Dumbledore would let him stay. Ever since the Headmaster had heard tales for what the Weasley twins did to that old toad Umbridge, he had let them come and do whatever they wanted.

"Well then, allow me to make you a very happy woman." He moaned as I gave him a squeeze through his pants.

END FLASHBACK

Oh! a very happy woman I was indeed, and now look at me! 17 and pregnant.

What would my mum say if she could see me now? My parents just loved George when they meet him. We started dating over the summer before my 6th year. We practically lived at each others house that summer. He would always come over after the shop closed and ended up spending most nights of June and July at my house. He use to bring some of the new products they were working on to show my parents. Dad and he always ended up in these crazy brainstorming sessions, dad always had a different view of how things where being a Muggle. George always called him his secret weapon again Zonko's.

But now here I am, sitting in the kitchen of the Burrow, at almost 1 am trying to think about how this is going to work. Because as my dear dad use to say 'the shit has hit the fan.'

Till next time- Hermione.

"Can't sleep love?" That husky voice Hermione had always loved so much asks from doorway. Clad in blue pajama pants, a white wrinkled tee shirt, with his rumbled deep red hair, he looked adorable.

Shaking her head, Hermione closed her journal and pushed it to the side "We need to talk."

"Never words someone wants to hear, what's up?" He asked taking as seat next to her, looking slightly worried as she wrung her hands.

"No, it's nothing like that, it's just, I have some news." She said, still not looking at him.

"Good news, or bad news?" He asked concerned, now that he was sure she wasn't about to break up with him.

"Depends on how you look at it," Hermione said quietly as she looked down at her hands, waiting for the words to sink in. "we're... we... well...I'm... I'm pregnant."

The moment her words sunk in, he fainted and landed on the worn out wooden floor with a thud.

"George." She said, giving him a shake, "George, wake up." She said again, to no response. Taking her wand she gave him a little zap.

"Oww." He whined as he rubbed his side where she zapped him. "Was that necessary?"

"Yes, I had the same response when I found out and I was out for over an hour." She said with a small smile.

"We... we're going to have a baby?"He asked, both voice and expression filled with shock.

All Hermione could do was nod her head as eyes began to well up with tears.

"Gin...Ginny went with me to see Madam Pompfrey before we left." She said as George wrapped his arms around her.

"George, what are we going to do? I still have school and N.E.W.T.'s and you have the new shop to worry about." She whispered. Her tears finally feel from her chocolate brown eyes, wetting his wrinkled tee as he rubbed her back.

"I don't know love, but everything will work out, I promise" George said as her rubbed her back. Resting his chin on top of her head." 'Mione, love, we've talked about the future, we agree, we want to be together, get married and have a family, right?" He asked, the wheels turning in his head.

"Of course that's what I want." She said, but suddenly pulled back to look at him with a surprise etched on her tear stained face, "You don't mean-"

"That we should get married now, well not tonight now, but soon? I know it sounds crazy love, but why not? We love each other, you're pregnant, this is as good as time as any. We can wait to tell everyone for as long as possible. So why not? What could happen?" He asked quickly his excitement evident in his voice.

"The worst that could happen?" She asked sarcastically, "I'll tell you what could happen, when your mum finds out, that alone should be enough to make us not do that. She'll have a huge fit, and question us for days and yell and you know how she is. Look at what she does when you and Fred pull something, this will be worse, much, much worse."

"Maybe. But we're already are planning on spending the rest of our lives together so let's do it, let's make it official?" George said with an eagerness, and determination he only showed when working on new products or trying to get her into a bed.

"How would we hide this? How, someone will find out. I'll be showing in a few months. Madam Pompfrey already knows, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are sure to know by now if not by the time I get back." Hermione asked as she looked up at him. Eyes filled with worry.

"We'll talk to Dumbledore.. We can go see him tomorrow when everyone's gone. 'Mione, he'll understand why we can't tell mum yet, we could even ask him to do it, to marry us." George said with hope.

"You think he'll do it?" She asked a little excited,ever since they had gotten serious, she has secretly hoped Dumbledore would marry them, for he along with Arthur Weasley had become the father figures she turned to after he parents had been killed. Arthur was their for her over breaks, while Dumbledore she could always go to during school.

"I can't hid this from Ginny, she already knows I'm pregnant, and Merlin knows you can't hid anything from Fred. We have to tell the two of them. They could, I don't know, help us." Hermione said finally began to stop crying and now started to pace around the kitchen

"Of course Dumbledore will." George said confidently. "We can go tell them now if you want. Fred's still up and I thought I heard noises in Ginny's room when I came down."

"Can we?" She asked.

"Sure thing, love."

"So we're going to do this, get married?" She had stopped pacing, and was looking in right in the eyes, a slight eagerness and hope in her voice.

"Couldn't dream of anyone else I'd rather spend my life with." He said as he pulled her towards him and kissed her forehead.

"Come on, we should go talk to them before they fall asleep." Hermione said as she picked up her journal and pulled him from the kitchen, still clasping hands .

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