AN: Thanx for the reviews!! Here's chapter 2! Enjoy!!

Chapter 2

Harry and Ron were sitting at lunch, waiting for Hermione. "Why are you so quiet?" asked Ron. Harry looked up "No reason... I told Hermione about the prophecy last night, and she didn't take it very well" said Harry.

"Well at least she knows now, it was a shock to me too but... just give her time" said Ron comforting. "I hope you're right, cause I don't want her skipping lunch because of me" said Harry.

"That's her way of dealing with it, not seeing you" said Ron. "I suppose you're right" said Harry fidgeting with his food. Then Padma walked up to Harry. "Hi" she said cheerfully "Hi replied Harry confused. "This seat taken?" she asked nicely.

Harry, still looking confused said "Um, well Herm-" "Good" said Padma and sat down. Harry and Ron glanced at each other. "I really need to talk to you Harry" she said concerned. "Ok" said Harry not really listening and still playing with his food.

"It's about Hermione", THIS got his attention though "What about her" he asked looking at Padma. "Well..." she glanced at Ron "Do you trust him?" she asked pointing at Ron. Ron looked at her irritated. "Yes, just tell me already" said Harry.

"Well, how do I say this to make it sound less harsh... Hermione's pregnant" she said straight. Harry and Ron stared at her for a minute before bursting out in laughter. Padma just stared at them. "It's NOT funny" she said which made them laugh more. She crossed her arms "Do you mind telling me what the big joke is?" she said irritated.

"Yeah" said Harry "It's impossible because, Hermione and I've never... you know... I mean were both still... you know" said Harry, hoping she got the point. "Really?... WHO says you're the father, who says Hermione hasn't been cheating on you?" she asked.

"Because Hermione wouldn't do that, she's loyal" said Harry, "Well maybe she's not as loyal as you THOUGHT she was" Harry sighed "Padma, look-" "No YOU look, Harry. I'm doing this for YOUR sake but fine, don't believe me.

Just don't come crying to me when the truth hits you" she got up and stopped turning around "You know I never really liked Josh but-"

"Josh?" asked Harry "Yeah, the father but you go right ahead and hit your head hard against the wall, cause frankly I don't care anymore" said Padma and left.

Harry felt the very unpleasant tug of doubt and fear in the pit of his stomach.

"That's ridiculous, Hermione will never do that" he though to himself. "Can you believe her?" said Harry turning to Ron. "We-ll" said Ron. Harry looked at him disbelievingly.

"Don't tell me you believe her" said Harry. "Ok, ok I know but... wasn't Hermione just saying yesterday how 'nice' he is?" "Yeah, but that doesn't mean anything... does it?" asked Harry.

"I don't know Harry, I'm hoping not but, why is she ignoring you then?" said Ron, hating to see the way his best friend was looking right now.

"Because-" Harry had no answer "I don't know. I just know that I can't believe that Hermione would ever do that" said Harry looking down.

Ron couldn't take it anymore "Yeah you're right... forget it, Padma was just in the mood for gossip. I'm sure it's rubbish" said Ron nodding.

Harry smiled faintly and looked at to where Josh was laughing with his friends. "It's not true" he said to himself softly.

Harry was making his way to Quidditch trials when he heard someone call him. He turned around and found that Josh was walking up to him. "Hey" said Josh kindly. "You play Quidditch?" asked Harry. "Yep, I'm gonne give my best to and get in"

"What position?" "Keeper, so has Hermione spoken to you yet?" asked Josh "About what?" asked Harry denying that it was what he thought it could be. "You know" said Josh "No I don't, why" said Harry.

"I just want to know because she didn't look so good this morning... and she said she was going to talk to you so. All I'm trying to say is, just give her time ok, she'll be fine" said Josh.

"Well what does she need time for? Why can't I just go and talk to HER?" said Harry in a more offensive tone then planned. He knew he shouldn't believe Padma, but odds WERE against him as things were now.

"No, she needs time and the situation is-, it's her baby so just give her time to deal with it" said Josh and Harry froze at his words. He just stared at Josh.

"Her, her what?" Harry stuttered. "Just relax, she will come to you" said Josh patting Harry on his shoulder as he walked away. Harry just stood there, trying to regain his composure. He felt a thousand different feelings sweeping over him all at once.

Anger, hurt, confusion but most of all denial, he just didn't want to believe it. Then Ron came up to Harry, throwing his arm around Harry's shoulders.

"Don't look so worried, mate... it's not like you haven't played Quidditch for the past SIX years" said Ron laughing as they moved to the field.

"Right" said Harry faintly. Ron looked at Harry confused. "You ok?" he asked. "No, yes... yes, I'm fine" said Harry as he tightened the grip on his Firebolt to keep it from slipping through his sweaty hands.

"You look a little pale" said Ron. Harry looked up for the first time.

"I'm fine Ron, honest". Ron narrowed his eyes, eyeing Harry suspiciously. "Are you sure?" said Ron teasingly. "YES Ron, just drop it okay" said Harry.

Ron was taken aback. "Um, alright... sorry" he said. Harry sighed "Sorry, I ... I guess I'm just, stressed" Harry covered. He wasn't sure if he wanted Ron to know what he had just heard.

Hermione sat in the head prefect's common room reading a book as she waited for Harry to return from the trials.

She felt confidant and ready to tell him what was in her heart, which was that she loved him and that she'd be by his side no matter what. Just then the door opened and Harry came in. He stopped after seeing her. "Hey" she said with a smile.

Harry just looked at her, then walked to the closet where he stored his broom. Hermione followed him with her eyes, looking confused. She shrugged it off and stood up.

"We need to talk" she said hugging the book to her chest. "Oh is that so?" said Harry closing the closet door. "Pardon me?" asked Hermione confused.

There was no reply. Hermione felt awkward. "Well... did you make the team?" she asked. Then Harry spun around so suddenly that Hermione dropped her book.

"How could you do this to me?" asked Harry angrily. Hermione looked at him, surprised now.

"Do what?" she asked. Harry gave a sarcastic laugh. Hermione felt very confused, seeing Harry like this was scaring her. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about" he said. "If this is about the prophec-" Hermione started but was cut off by Harry.

"FORGET the bloody PROPHECY Hermione... how long did you think you could keep this from me?" he asked. "Keep WHAT from you, Harry" she asked, feeling worried about the way Harry was acting towards her.

Harry just looked at her "I can't believe you, how could you... just forget it-" "Forget what?" asked Hermione but Harry just rambled on "I don't care anymore... it's probably best this was... I think you'll agree with me if I said that um, oh I don't know... we're OVER"

"No I wouldn't" said Hermione desperately as Harry moved to the steps "Oh, too bad, you don't have a choice" he said. "Harry please, what is going on?" she asked and he stopped at the stairs and was quiet for a moment.

"You know what. Malfoy was wrong. You're not a mudblood.., you're lower then that" he said. This shocked Hermione as she felt her heart break and she stared at Harry as he ascended up the stairs.

She felt tears sting in her eyes and tried to take everything that just happened in, but she just couldn't make sense out of it.

She walked to the couch and sank down slowly. She looked at her lap as her vision started to blur. "What just happened?" she asked softly as tears fell from her eyes.

Then she hugged her knees to her chest and cried freely.

Harry entered his room, slamming the door shut with all the anger and pain he was feeling. He threw his robe on the floor as he felt his eyes start to burn.

He removed his glasses and wiped his eyes furiously. He looked out the window asking "How could she?". He tried to swallow the lump in his throat but he just couldn't fight it anymore and he sank to his knees as tears escaped his eyes.

He leaned against his bed, running his hands through his hair.

Hermione woke up very early the next morning to Crookshanks licking her salty cheeks. She groaned "Crookshanks... no, get off" she said pushing him away softly. She turned around and sew the sun beaming into the common room.

She sat up suddenly "What am I doing here?" she asked and rubbed her aching head. Then she recalled the previous night's events. "Oh yeah" she said softly and looked at the staircase leading to Harry's room. She sighed.

She wondered what was wrong with him or what she had done wrong for him to insult her the way he had.

It had really hurt her, to be insulted by the one she loves... but then again, maybe it hurt him when she wasn't understanding about the prophecy?

Still, why would he call her a mudblood because of that? Hermione felt confused. "I think I should just go and take a shower" she said as she got up.

Harry woke up feeling miserable. He didn't know how he was going to face this day and if he even had the strength to.

Hermione came down the stairs feeling fresh, yet her heart was just as dull. Then she heard a knock on the common room's door.

She walked over to open it, looking confused... to find that it was Josh.

"Morning" he said cheerfully. "Josh, hi" she said surprised. "We don't have Arithmancy today so I thought I'd come by and ask if you and Harry worked things out" he said standing in the door. "Oh, um... I did talk to him, but I didn't say much"

"Come again?" asked Josh confused. "HE got quite a mouthful though" Hermione added. "What do you mean?" asked Josh. Just then Harry came down the stairs, pulling on his cloak. He stopped at the sight of Hermione talking to Josh.

"Oh, good morning, Harry" said Josh with a smile. "Don't 'good morning' me" said Harry with a cold voice. Josh's smile faded, while Hermione ignored Harry's eyes.

Josh looked at him confused "I don't-" he tried to say but Harry cut him off "I've been wanting to do this since I spoke to Padma" he said walking closer, then punched Josh hard on his nose making him fall to the floor.

Hermione gasped "HARRY!" she said pulling him back. "Get off me" he said pulling his arm free from her grip. Hermione just clenched her jaw to keep herself from crying again.

Harry looked at Josh disgustingly as Josh tried to stop the blood flowing from his nose.

"What the hell is wrong with you Potter?" he asked. "Why don't you ask yourself that" said Harry angrily, then looked at Hermione.

"You two really deserve each other" he said and left for breakfast. Hermione looked at Harry confused as he left, then dashed down to Josh.

"Are you ok?" she asked concerned, her voice breaking. Josh's angry expression turned to sorrow "Sure, I should be asking you that" he said placing an arm on her shoulder. Hermione took in a shaky breath.

"No, I-I'm fine" she said but a tear escaped her eye as she handed Josh a tissue. He took it and covered his nose. "Thank you... oh Hermione" he said as he embraced her and she just let the tears fall.

"Don't worry, everything will be ok... he's just-, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed" said Josh trying to lighten the mood.

Hermione laughed a little as she returned the hug.

AN: So there! Tell me what you think! Have a nice day!