He woke up and looked around for her.

Oh Merlin. Where is she? He panicked slightly.

After saving her from suicide, Harry was afraid that Hermione would do it again. Not that she wasn't happy. He did everything he could for her to make her happy. It's just that, he would say things that would stir up old memories and she would shut down. He felt hopeless when this happened. She just stopped whatever she was doing and just crumple. Like an old porcelain doll that was handled too rough. And she would be like that for a while. The time differed depending on the memory. The first time it had happened, she shut down for almost three weeks. Harry did everything he could think of short of cursing her. When she finally came back around, it was in the middle of the night and she just screamed. Like she was being murdered. Harry started throwing hexes and curses before he even had his glasses on. Morgana, was he scared for her.

Harry walked into the large library in the small manor. And there she sat. curled up by the fire in her favorite gold faded chair reading. He smiled. Of course she's reading. I'm surprised that there are still books she hasn't read. He leaned against the door fraim and watched her read. She looked up feeling his eyes on her and blushed.

"Oh Harry. Good morning." She closed her book and stood up to kiss him.

He opened his arms to receive her and hissed her softly. "Good morning love." She leaned against him grateful for everything he'd done. It had only been three months since he had saved her and he had done more than Draco had done for her in years. "Love,"

"Hm?" Hermione inhaled he soft musk sent and melted against him.

"Tonight is the monthly Weasley Dinner. We can't put it off another month. Molly threatened to send George over if we don't come."

She smiled thinking about the solo twin. He had been so sad lately even with a wife. And then Angie said she was pregnant. And then he was George again. Molly was thrilled to have he son back and to be having a grandson. Even though the gender wasn't known, they all know that they were having a boy.

"We'll go. besides, I miss Ginny."

The two of them appeared a little ways away. Hermione pulled her black fur lined cloak closer. Harry had gotten it for her when they found out that Draco had boxed everything of hers away and hid it like the child he was. She had eventually gotten her things back but, she preferred to wear what Harry had gotten her. She still kept the things from Draco. Not that she was holding on to hope that they would get back together or anything. But because they were things that she loved.

Harry wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to kiss the side of her head And whispered in her ear. "There's still time to go home love."

She smiled and shook her head. "I miss my friends Harry." She took his hand and pulled him along as he chuckled. As soon as they were close enough to hear the laughter, Ron ran out to hug his two best friends.

"Harry! Hermione! I've missed you both! It's been dead boring now that we've all settled down." Harry hugged his best friend the Hermione did the same.

"We've missed you too Ron." Hermione said kissing his cheek.

Ron looked over his shoulder and into the house. "Oi! You lot! Harry and Mione are here!" He practically dragged them inside and Harry and Hermione were surrounded by the people. They loved. Molly pushes her way through to see her two adopted children.

"Hermione!" The elder woman held the younger one at arms length to survey her. "You're looking a bit peekish dear. Is Harry not feeding you?" Hermione laughed and hugged her might-as-well-be mother. "And Harry, you're looking thinner." Molly fussed. Harry laughed and hugged the woman. Ginny came into the kitchen to see her extended family but stopped in the door way. She then rushed in and took Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the room causing the family to give the girls a confused look.

Ginny pulled Hermione into her room. She then locked at silenced to door magically.

"Hermione," the girl started " You know I'm training to be a healer, right?" The brunet nodded confused. Harry had mentioned it once or twice from Molly's letters. "How long have you been pregnant?"

Hermione took a deep breath and sat down to tell her the story.