Disclaimer: Not mine, no money for me. Courtesy of Alex

For Renate, my friend and soul mate. May you not be angry with me because this story is not about your favorite couple, and may you forgive me and enjoy my writing. That applies to all readers out there too. Have fun and let me know what you think, please.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I said, I'm pregnant."

George remained silent. Not because he was angry or upset, in fact, he didn't really know what he felt. He was completely at loss as what to do, should he be happy, or play the supportive boyfriend – ok, scratch that, he wouldn't have to play it. Anything Hermione would chose to do was fine with him, even if she wouldn't keep it. That, actually, was what he expected her to do. She was the brightest witch Hogwarts had ever seen, and he didn't expect her to give all this up just for a night of drunk passion. She wasn't a fool, he knew she would never give up her life.

"Are you mad?"

He looked up, just to see her worried face a few inches away from him.

"Why would I be, I mean…" Silence would be best now, he thought, and looked down to his feet again, shaking his head slowly as if it would help make the thoughts of this… tricky situation go away. He chose, though, to continue.

"I… I just want you to know that I'm always there for you, no matter what you chose to do, I'll… oh, I think you get the idea."

He looked up again, only to see her face go paler than some seconds ago. Oh no, he had said something dumb, he knew it. Now it would be very wise to just wait and let her scream at him. But the screaming never came, Hermione just let herself glide on the floor, again sobbing uncontrollably. George got up from his bed and sat down behind her, resting his head on hers and drawing lazy circles on her back. He knew that she found that circles thingy relaxing, so he just continued doing this until she had calmed down.

"I don't think you understood what I really wanted to say, Hermione," he whispered.

"Well then tell me," she sighed, and leaned back so she was cradled in his arms.

"I love you, Hermione, and I want you to know that if you chose that your life is more important, then I'll understand. And if you chose to have this child I'll be happy too. I will always support you, no matter what you do. You just have to understand that I cannot take this decision from you, at least not if you don't want me to."

Hermione looked at him, her eyes meeting his, and began to smile. Yes, this was definitely the man who had made her life at Hogwarts a living hell, and still the funniest time of her life. This was the man who had played pranks on her, and who had never been too shy to tell exactly what he wanted. This was the man who had thrown everything away so he could make his dream of a joke shop come true. He was intelligent, cunning and yet so charming. He had won her heart, which wasn't easy. And he had just opened his heart to her, and she knew that there wasn't a better man for her.

"You know my career is important to me, don't you?"

George's smile faded. Oh, whom was he kidding, he had expected this. He just nodded, although the dryness of his throat made it quite hard. He had promised her to be there for her, even if she…

"So will you come to Hogwarts with me so I'm not alone when I tell Professor McGonagall?"

"Tell her what exactly?" Hey but hadn't she said that…

"That she'll have to put down another Weasley for the Hogwarts list of course!"

George looked at her incredulously for a moment, but then he understood what she had said.

"So you're keeping it?!" George was nearly bursting of happiness. He had always wanted a big family.

"No, we are keeping it. You're not going to get out of this one."

They didn't talk for some time, as they were too preoccupied with looking adoringly at each other. Hermione had never dreamed of such an ending. Well, she knew that he cared, but being a father wasn't necessarily something someone who had just turned 19 wanted. But he seemed happy and for her… well, of course she had wanted children. Maybe not this early, after all she wasn't even 18 yet, but this wasn't really a problem. She worried more about the fact that she would have to go back to school, and she wasn't sure that she would even be allowed to. There never had been any pregnant student at Hogwarts, and

The earlier she found out, the better. She put on a clean shirt and they apparated to Hogsmeade.

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George and Hermione managed to get back to the Burrow just in time for dinner, so nobody questioned their absence, thinking that Hermione had been somewhere reading and George had gone to that Muggle shop to bewitch that girl with his card tricks. The bigger surprise was actually that Hermione was hungry again, something that hadn't occurred for the last three days. She seemed relieved about something, but nobody was as foolish as to ask her why. After dinner they managed to sneak away, for the others were playing Quidditch and didn't need George.

"So… she didn't seem very happy about it, did she?" George asked while jumping on his messy and unmade bed.

"Of course she was upset."

"Well, but she was really, really upset. She never talked to me like that, and I did a lot of stupid things!"

"You weren't her favorite student."

"Yeah, right, because you are her favorite student…" He was grinning now. This was going to be funny.

"Of course I am. I've done some really impressive things for Gryffindor."

"I've done some impressive things for Gryffindor too!"

Hermione snorted.

"Like what?"

"For example, we won some important Quidditch matches, because I smashed the Slytherins' skulls!"

"You have a point there… Come on then, dear Gryffindor hero, so I can reward you properly for provided services."

He loved this seductive smile and was more than willing to get his reward, which, he was sure, implied lips and tongues. Oh yes, more than willing…