Chapter 1: The News

Dear Faithful Journal;

I'm sitting on the window ledge in my dormitory, waiting for Hermione. I told her I had some huge news that would shock her something awful. I can't believe it myself! I'm still in total shock... I mean me? I'm only 18 for Christ's sake! This is NOT supposed to happen! And after my first time too! I don't know what I'm going to do... I guess I'll have to tell Mother... At least it's the end of my last school year here; I won't have to mysteriously leave. Oh my God, what if everyone finds out? I couldn't handle it if everyone knew! And what about Harry? I can't exactly go up to him and be all, "Hey Harry, how's your day been? Oh, well that's good! By the way, I'm pregnant, with you're child, and yes it's yours for sure. Sorry to ruin your day..." I mean, he's told me he loves me, and I do love him to but we're so young! Not to mention the fact that we stopped dating a few weeks ago… Oh, mother is going to kill me! At least Hermione and I will be living together, that is, as long as she still wants to... oh god, what if she doesn't? What if she totally hates me? What if she thinks I'm some sort of a slut? What if she tells everyone? Oh God, I couldn't handle that... Wait, wait, wait! I should start thinking logically here. She's my best friend. We know everything about each other!! She wouldn't do that...would she? No, no! Of course not! Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough. What is taking her so long? I told her that I had to tell her something important! Did she not believe me? Urg! If she doesn't get in here soon I'll explode! I need to stop thinking about this; maybe I should just continue packing, only one more day before I leave this wonderful school forever! I can't believe the time passed so quickly! The seven years seem to have gone by so fast... I'll miss this school, and all the people within its walls. Yes, I think I should just continue to pack until she gets here.

Forever Yours,

Abby

"Well, you wanted to tell me 'something very shocking,'" Hermione teased, but stopped as she looked at her best friends face. She had noticed that Abby had been feeling sick now for a few weeks, but she still refused to go to Madame Pomphrey. She was really starting to worry about her, especially now, and she looked at her closely. She was really pale, more so then normal, and her blue, normally shining eyes looked dull. Her medium length, brown hair even looked limp and even her magical abilities seemed off.

"Hermione, I think you should probably sit down," Abigail said, pointing to her friend's bed. She watched as her best friend for a little over two years sat down. She started to pace, before finally stopping in front of her friend and took a deep breath.

"Okay Mione, I don't really know how else to say it, so I'll just come right out. Promise me first: please don't tell anyone, and please don't freak out!" Hermione watched her friend, who seemed terrified with tears in her eyes, looking like she would break if she didn't comply. She nodded slowly, now very curious about what was going on.

"Hermione, I…I'm pregnant." There, she finally said it; all she could do was pray that her best friend would stick with her. She watched Hermione open and close her mouth a few times before finally asking, "Are…are you sure?"

She gasped a little as Abby nodded her head. She then took a deep breath, let it go and calmly said, "Tell me everything."

"Harry and I were sitting in the room of requirement a month after Harry had beaten Voldemort. As you know, we both had just recently got out of the hospital wing after being in there for almost two weeks because of our injuries from the final battle…."

Hermione just nodded as Abby took a breath before continuing. "Well we were sitting on the couch, and I was just resting my head on his shoulder, thinking about how calm it was now that the war was over. We were both just relaxing, enjoying our time together when Harry cleared his throat. He told me that he had be meaning to tell me something for a long time now, so I just sat there and waited for him to continue. He told me that he loved me, like he always did, but this time it was different. He told me that now that the war was over he would like to take our relationship to the next level. I was a little shocked, but I did feel the same. So I told him that, and then he kissed me, I deepened the kiss and well, you can probably guess where that lead to…" Abby told her friend while blushing. "Over the next month, we were closer then ever, until we both came to the conclusion that it might be better to go our separate ways, since we will be going in different directions with our lives. It was a hard choice, but I think we made the right one…until now. Hermione, I don't know what to do!"

Hermione sat there a few minutes just absorbing everything that her friend told her. She watched the tears ran down her friend's face. Finally, she said, "Well, you should tell him."

"But Hermione…I can't! I don't want to ruin his life! And I don't want him to worry."

"So instead, you're going to put your own life on hold to raise a child by yourself?!"

"Well, my mum might help me…if she will still talk to me once I tell her. Plus, how hard can it be? I mean my mum raised me by herself! So I should be able to raise a kid!"

"But Abby, your mom was older and you weren't a baby!"

"Hermione, I'll tell him…sometime, just not now." Nervously she watched Hermione take a deep breath, wondering what she was going to say next. Would she be alright with it? What would happen if she wasn't? Thousands of thoughts were racing through her head, and she almost missed what Hermione said.

"…Alright, but only because we'll be sharing an apartment."

"You still want to?" She asked surprised.

"Yes, now more then ever."

Ecstatic, Abby told her thanks then asked, "Can I ask you one more thing?"

"Yes…"

"Would you be its godmother?" Her friend almost jumped on her as they squealed and hugged. Although neither knew what was going to happen, at the moment they were content just living in the present.