Hey everyone. This is my first attempt of doing a Harry Potter fanfiction so please review. Tell me what you think, it doesn't matter it it's good or bad. Constructive criticism is well received. And if you have any ideas or suggestions you can also tell me.

Thank you. Love you all.

I don't own any of the characters, they are property of J.K Rowling.

She was washing the dishes without magic; she preferred that way because she thought it left them cleaner. She was listening to the radio while she sang the songs she knew. She stopped washing the dishes and admired the ring in her finger. It was simple, yet beautiful, just like him. Hermione Weasley, that was her new name since two years ago. She felt so happy; she had the life she had always dreamt of. A perfect, cute and caring husband, a nice house, a high place at the Ministry of Magic and she was now safe. No more death eaters, no more running from Voldemort and all the evil of the magic world.

She smiled at herself when she touched her belly. That baby, her son or daughter, she still didn't know, was the proof of Ron and her love.

Suddenly she felt a great pain inside her, she dropped the dishes and fell to the floor.

Ron Weasley was sitting in the living room reading the Daily Prophet when he heard a loud and harsh sound coming from the kitchen. He knew Hermione was there washing the dishes because they had had dinner minutes before. He stood up and run to the kitchen. As soon as he got to the door he saw his wife on the floor crying, there was blood on the floor around her.

"Hermione! What happened?" He asked concerned when he got near her.

"The… baby… I don't know… what… happened." Hermione said between sobs.

"The baby? But … how are you?"

"I'm fine… it's just" but she started screaming in agony.

Ron was scared; he had never seen her this way. She was strong, brave and she never screamed unless she was having an argument.

"HERMIONE LISTEN TO ME!" but she didn't stop screaming. She was holding her belly with such force Ron was scared she was going to rip her skin. "STOP! LOOK AT ME!"

"Ronald take me to St. Mungo's" It was an order. Her voice was shaking but it demanded something.

Ron helped her stood up and carried her to the fireplace and with green flames around them they got to St. Mungo's.

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! THIS IS AN URGENCY!" Ron shouted. He was trembling. His arms and his shirt were covered with Hermione's blood. She was now calm but she had no forces, so he had to hold her up.

"Please Ron, I beg you, find someone now." Hermione said in a whisper.

He looked at her. Her eyes were dark and she was crying. She looked pale and her skin felt cold. He couldn't contain the tears that were forming in his eyes and he began to cry. It was all so confusing, he didn't know what had happened, all he could see was that his wife, the woman of his dreams was suffering and he had to do something quickly.

"PLEASE SOMEONE!" Ron shouted a last time and a healer went to his aid.

"What happened?" he asked looking at Hermione.

"I don't know. She was fine and then she fell to the floor. There was blood everywhere and she is not okay. Please help me."

"We'll do what we can." The healer said and helped Ron put Hermione on a stretcher.

"One last thing! She's pregnant. She said something about the baby." Ron said. The healer nodded and disappeared taking Hermione through the corridor.

Ron waited for the healer after owling the Potters, his parents and Hermione's parents. Twenty minutes later he saw Harry running in the corridor with Ginny behind him.

"What happened Ron? I got your owl." Said Harry trying to catch his breath.

"I'm not really sure. Hermione was fine and then she fell to the floor and there was too much blood. She was screaming Harry. It was horrible. Thanks for coming."

"Of course we came. You're my brother and Hermione is like a sister to me. And you both are Harry's best friends." Said Ginny stroking her 5 months of pregnant belly.

They sat together in silence. Minutes later other members of the family were arriving. All of them were very worried but expressed their support for Ron and Hermione. After what seemed a whole year, the healer came to the waiting area.

"Ronald Weasley?"

"Yes?" said Ron standing up and approaching the healer.

"Mr. Weasley I have news. But I would like to talk in private." Said the healer pointing to Ron's family.

Ron followed the healer into his office.

"Please sit down. I have news, bad news about your wife Mr. Weasley."

"What?" asked Ron, his voice trembling "Is she alive?"

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley is alive. But pitifully your baby is dead."

Ron felt like a big pail of cold water ran through his veins. His baby, their baby, was dead. All the happiness they have felt since they realized they were going to be parents had just vanished away.

"How?"

"This is not common. We don't have many patients like your wife. She is a very strong woman. But first I have to ask you something, I just want to confirm my suspicions." Ron nodded "Has your wife been under the cruciatus curse?"

"Yes. But please, this has something to do with what happened to Hermione? If not, please, I don't want to talk about it."

"Mr. Weasley, let me explain you. As I said, this is not common. Sometimes, when a person has been under the cruciatus curse, it leaves aftermaths in their victims. We suppose your wife has suffered after that, little pains, or strong ones, but she didn't tell you. Pitifully, your baby suffered one of those aftermaths. It is like having your baby under the curse. Usually, the cruciatus curse only causes extreme pain, but your baby was so small and fragile that he was killed. All the blood you saw was from your baby. Your wife had a miscarriage. I'm very sorry Mr. Weasley."

Ron was processing all the information he had just received. Just thinking about his baby being under the cruciatus curse made him shiver with fear. Then he remembered. Bellatrix, she was the one who caused all this. But she was death; his mother had killed her 7 years ago during the battle. The Malfoys were as guilty as Bellatrix was, they saw how she tortured Hermione and didn't stop her. Ron's hands formed into fits. He was mad, angry and he wanted revenge.

"Can I see her?" asked Ron. His voice was harsh because he was trying to contain all the mixed emotions he was filling.

"Sure. Follow me please." Ron did as the healer said.

They arrived to room 309 and the healer went away. Ron opened the door and saw Hermione resting in a bed. She wasn't pale anymore, but she looked sad.

"Hi" said Ron. Hermione couldn't contain her tears and started to cry.

"I'm sorry Ron" she said between sobs.

"Hey, don't worry, everything is fine as long as you're okay. And you don't have to apologize, you're not guilty." Said Ron taking her hand and giving it a little squeeze.

"Yes Ron, I'm guilty. I failed you. You want children, a big family and I can't give it to you." She broke down and cried harder.

"Don't say that Hermione. Yes, I know I want a big family and lots of children, but if we can't do it it's okay. I love you and you're everything I need to be happy. I can spend the rest of my life only with you. And you're not guilty! Please stop crying." Hermione looked at Ron. He was always so sweet with her and she had just failed him.

"And what if we never have children?"

"Then I'll have you and you'll have me forever. But don't worry, that's not going to happen. We're going to have a big family and nothing will stop us." Said Ron and kissed Hermione's forehead.