Chapter One: He Still Lives
Hermione had sat with the Weasley family, as they sat and listened to Professor Mcgonagall talk about all the students who had been lost, and the headmaster Dumbledore, tears ran down her eyes as she remembered all her classmates, and professors who had been killed in the battle. Harry was sitting next to her, then Ginny next to her, Mr. Weasley next to her, and Ron had been on the other side of his mother, who hadn't stopped crying. The other older Weasleys were sitting next to Ron. Percy had been another one who died in the war. She couldn't stand being in the Weasley House, they had all gathered for the reception after the ceremony.
"I need to get some air," Hermione hugged Ron, and Ginny, who had been sitting with her and Harry, before going outside in to the lake, to sit by the shaded tree. She noticed someone standing there, one of the Weasleys, his red hair giving him away as such, recognizing it had been George as she got closer, she froze, not sure if she should bother him, or not. She went to go back, but stopped at the sound of his voice.
"'Mione, don't go," His back was still facing hers, while talking, "We were suppose to beable to do anything together, Fred and I. I thought we would had died the same way, we came into this world. Together," he was sobbing in his hands.
Hermione, walked up next to George, and rubbed his back, "George I know I can't imagine a loss like loosing a twin, so I wont pretend to," she felt him pull her into a tight hug, and felt his ttears on the side of her neck as he rested his head on her shoulder, "But I know how it feels to loose people you love." She had been talking about her parents, who had been killed some how by the 'Death Eaters', she had new tears escaping her now.
"I am sorry about your losses as well, Mione," George now was rubbing her back, as she cried into his sleeve.
She felt safe in his arms, not sure why, but she did. She looked up into his eyes, which stared back into her, "Oh, Goerge, will anything ever be the same again?"
"It am afraid not," He pressed a couple of shy kisses, on the crown of her head, as she cried against his chest, "But we are safe from Voldemort," he remembered how brave she had been, as alot of there classmates fell to death around them during the war, "You were so brave, Hermione, and bnow is the time to let yourself mourn, cry all you want, I am here." He forced a smile as he looked down at her, "Your best friends, brother Goerge, Hogwartz class clown..." His smiled escaped his face, remembering how his brother had died, by protecting him, when the aim was aimed towards him, and how his oldest brother died protecting his only little sister, "Nothing is going to be the same," he had tears down his eyes, I feel like I am missing a part of me, without my twin. I don't know who I am, I feel-"
"Lost," Hermione watched as tears fell down Goerge's cheeks, she pulled his face down to his her shoulder, to cry. She pressed one of her own shy kiss on the side of his head, "You are George, you always were George, and your brother will always be a part of you, don't forget that."
He turned his face towards her, as she prepared to kiss the side of his head again, there lips met taking both of them by surprise, the puilled away looking at eachother. He pulled her back in, and kissed her on the lips.
Hermione pulled away, amd started walking back.
Goerge grabbed her wrist, "Please, don't go," he still had tears in hios eyes, "I don't want to be alone."
She felt her stomach turn, and fell to her knees, as everythinh she had to throw up, was out, she looked at George, "I am pregnant," she had tears in her eyes.
"We just kissed," Goerge said confused.
"Not with you," She began to cry in her hands.
"Who is the father?" George looked at her, expecting her to say either Ron, or Harry.
"Fred," She couldn't stop the tears from falling, "We been seeing each other for two years, we loved each other but didn't want anyone to know, because we didn't want to hurt Ron, or Harry," she looked at George, "I loved him so much, and was going to tell him about the baby, but knew he wouldn't want me to fight if he knew, and so I planned to tell him after the war, but now-" she cried harder.
George surprisingly cracked a smiled, "Merlin, that is the greatest news ever," he looked at her, "Don't you see a part of my brother is going on living, with you," he wrapped her in his arms, as she cried.
"You're pregnant, Mione?" Minerva, was coming out to get Miss Granger, to go home, but stopped when she heard her tell the Weasley boy about the baby.
Hermione looked at the woman, "Yes Minerva," she looked at the woman she had grown to trust in the last three months, since her parents murdure, Minerva had taken her in, as her daughter after the murdure of her parents. Since there had been no other family to give a roof for the girl..
Minerva looked at her, with soft eyes, "I was wondering why you were always running to the restroom, and getting sick," she knelt down beside the young girl, "You need to tell the family."
"Please no," Hermione didn't want them to think little of her, or there other son, for having sex without being married, "If they knew that Fred, and I had been sexually active without even being married, they will hate me," She knew she would have to tell them, because there was no way Minerva wouldn't let her go home without telling them the news.
After the other company, who had visited them, left. Minerva sat with her arm around Hermione, as the young girl went on telling the Weasley's about the baby, anf her relationship with Fred. When she finished, she looked down at the floor, trying tpo hide the tears in her eyes with her hair.
Mr. Weasley looked at the girl, and then his wife, "Well, this was un-expected."
Molly was crying, as she hurried to place her hand on Hermione's stomach, "Merlin, our son will continue to live, even in his death, his blood runs through this childs body," she pulled a piece of the girls hairs behind her shoulder, "Don't cry, this is wonderful time, a piece of Fred is still alive," she kissed the girls cheek, "Though, I would had wished for you two to tell me of this, instead of keeping it a secret. I always knew you should be a part of the Weasley family, and would had been alright with you and Fred dating, and being in love."
"Well if Ron hadn't been acting like the jealous boyfriend around, then maybe it would had made them more comfortable being open with there relationship," Ginny glared at Ron, "She always told you she wasn't more then a friend with you, but you still through jealous fits when she even talked about studying with Fred. That is why she lept it a secret."
Ron had the look of shock on his face, before looking at his best friend, "I suppose I should had been a better friedn, then."
Hermione smiled a little at Ron, "You will always be my best friend."
His cheeks were red, as he smiled at her, "Thanks Mione."
Mr. Weasley cleared his throat before talking, he looked at the young woman for a moment, "We will be here for you, Hermione, your not alone," he had tears in his eye, "A grandchild, I am going to be a grandpa."
Ginny smiled at her best friend, "I can't believe your having Freds baby, that is so romantic," she gave Harry a dreamy look, taking him by surprise.
"Do I have something on my face?" The-boy-who-lived, wiped the side of his face at a mark that wasn't even there.
"Don't you be getting any ideas now Ginny, you will wait until you are married, before even thinking about that," Molly looked at her only daughter.
Minerva looked at Hermione, "I think we should-"
The young mother-to-be, was asleep, against Molly's shoulder, Mrs. Weasley smiled at Minerva, "She had been so brave, during all the funerals, and the war," she patted the girls cheek, and placed her hand on the expecting stomach, "I think I would like for her to move in with us, Authur," she looked at her husband.
"I won't have a problem with that, my dear," He smiled as his wife stroked Hermione's hair, as she had done many times with Ginny.
"I could assure you, she will be just as safe at Hogtwarts, Mr, and Mrs Weasley. She-" Minerva covered her mouth, when she realized how protective she had gotten for the young girl, she looked at the girl, and then the Weasleys, "She could stay the remaining of the summer with you, and then I want her to return to Hogwarts to finish her schooling."
Molly walked Minerva to the fireplace, and handed her so floo, she smiled warmly at the woman, "This is her home when she gets out of school, but she will always be your girl Minerva," she knew how much Hermione loved Minerva, because the older woman had been there for her for most of the young girls witch life, and pretty much claimed her as her daughter, when the Grangers had died. She knew the young girl trusted Minerva, and knew there were hardly any secrets that were kept between the two.
"Your son had been a gentlymen, his time with her, he did indeed love her," Minerva wrapped her arms around the woman neck, "Take care of our girl." With those words, Minerva flooed back to Hogwarts.
A/N: Like I said at the top, this is my first HP fic, adn I will continue if you leave a review that makes me want to continue. I hope you like it...