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PG-13
Saddest Day
(Part Three)
Ron
did not return to the Burrow. Instead he owled his parents that he
would be at Fred and George's apartment to clear his mind of the
whole situation. Mrs. Weasley insisted that both Hermione and Harry
remain at the Burrow. Hermione could not be alone in her state and
Harry would take care of her. Mrs. Weasley also insisted that when
Ron finally returned that would have to sort this whole thing out
like adults.
"You three have to grow up," Mrs. Weasley said sternly. "If this has taught us anything it's that you three are adults now and must learn to handle problems like adults." She gathered them both in a hug. "Now Hermione, go upstairs and get some rest. Ginny will share the bed with you."
Ginny had not come back either. The sun had gone down and though Mrs. Weasley was worried she knew that her own daughter was in pain. A little bit of that crush that Ginny had on Harry was still in her. Hermione having Harry's baby was something she would have to get use to.
"Harry, will you go look for Ginny?" Molly asked after Hermione went to bed. Arthur had gone to Fred and George's to bring Ron's things and to make sure the young boy was okay. "It's dark and I don't want her to get sick."
Harry nodded and quickly taking a jacket disappeared out the front door.
Ginny Weasley was normally a very reasonable person. But right now the thought of being reasonable was out of the question. Hermione was pregnant. Not only that but she was pregnant with Harry's baby. She didn't know why it unhinged her so much but the thought cut through her chest like a knife. Ron must be furious and overall he must be hurt. His best friend had taken the only girl he loved.
It was getting cold and the sun was beginning to set. She was surprised that her mother hadn't thrown a fit that she had run away. But to hear him say what he said just hurt her more than she could ever describe—
"Ginny?" Harry had emerged from the clearing. Her eyes narrowed at the sight him. He looked haggard. He looked tired and she could see that his eyes were bloodshot. "Your mum wanted me to see if you were okay."
"I'm fine," she said quietly. Ginny could feel herself at the boiling point but at the same time she could feel the tears beginning to form. She had to remember that she was with Dean so there was no reason to be upset. It's not like she still had a crush on him. They started to walk and she sped up so she wouldn't have to look at him.
For goodness sake, she thought to herself, he's a taken man. He's going to be a father. Entering the house, she went into the kitchen and walked to the fridge to gather food. Taking a knife, she began to slice pieces of roast beef for a sandwich. She was aware that Harry stood at the doorway watching her.
"Talk to me Gin," He pleaded. "You have to understand—"
"Understand? YOU BROKE MY BROTHER'S HEART!" She shouted and looked at him the same way that Ron had earlier. She held the knife and shook it angrily. "I could kill you for what you did!" Harry came closer to her and she put the knife down. "How could betray him? He has done nothing but be a brother to you. He loves you and you hurt him." She began to cry openly. "You betrayed me." She leaned on the table and lowered her head as she let herself calm down.
"If I could take back what I did I would," he said to her after a moment of silence. "But I can't. And I won't leave Hermione because she's my friend. At the moment she's only friend I've got"
"Is that what you call the mother of your child? Just a friend?" She asked and sat down at the table. She put her head in her hands. He sat down across from her.
"It's what she is. Hermione and I were really drunk that night we had the party," he explained. "She was really upset about Ron and I was upset about y--about just everything, I guess." Harry was relieved that he saved himself from slipping up. "We just let ourselves slip up."
"Is that what you're going to tell your kid?" She asked him. "That you and Hermione slipped up? You're having a child, Harry. Are you going to marry her? And what if Hermione decides to get married or something? Are you getting custody or is she?"
"I haven't thought about it," he replied. "Me and Hermione will work it out but I have no intention of marrying her. I don't love her like that. But I have to be loyal to her, she needs someone."
"Well I have to be loyal to my brother Harry," Ginny said to him and walked out of the room before he could respond.
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Ginny entered the room quietly so not to wake the sleeping girl. She didn't even know if she was mad at Hermione either. The thing was that Hermione was her only female friend. They were like sisters and she had thought that one day they could be. But Hermione had ruined it in one drunken, stupid night. She sniffed back a tear and continued to dress into her pajamas.
Looking at her friend, Ginny saw how young she looked. Hermione had always been the mature, rational one. Ginny took a blanket and put it on her friend. However, certain events were making her not sure of who Hermione was. Her friend was having a baby. The baby of the man she had once loved. Dean didn't even compare to him. She climbed into bed and before she could stop it, she let out a sob.
It was like every frustration in her life had come back to haunt her. Especially that stupid childhood crush. She had idolized him and thought of him as a hero. But when she got to know him, she fell in love with who he was. Harry was someone loyal and caring. She turned herself away from Hermione. Ginny didn't know what to do. An arm draped over her and she felt Hermione come close to her.
"I'm sorry Gin," she said and Ginny could hear that her friend was crying. "Most of all, I never wanted to hurt you. Everything is so messed up. I pulled Harry and Ron apart—"
"It's not your fault, it's my fault for never admitting I still loved Harry," Ginny said and wiped her eyes. Hermione pulled her closer and squeezed her hand. "If I was really in love with Dean than it might not have hurt as much but it does, it really does."
"And if I had told Ron that I loved him than maybe it might not have happened. But I can't go back. Yes, I having Harry's baby but it's my baby too and what I choose to do is to take any love that I have left in me and give it to my child. I really don't deserve to be loved in any other way but a mother." Hermione sighed thinking of Ron and what might've been.
Ginny turned to her and wiped her friend's eyes. Hermione and Harry did do something wrong. Hermione, however, was putting way too much pressure on herself. She had a hard time since her parents died and now she was pregnant.
"No, you deserve to be with my brother," Ginny said to her and smiled. "Go to bed Hermione, you need to rest, for the baby" Hermione smiled back and closed her eyes.
Hopefully tomorrow would be better.
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Harry sat in Ron's room. He couldn't sleep and seeing all of Ron's things made it worse. Looking around he spotted a picture of the three of them. It was their graduation day at Hogwarts. He never noticed how Ron had put his arm around Hermione and how she was leaning against him very closely. It was only beginning to settle in him that he might lose Ron forever.
When did life get so complicated? Once upon time, his only problem was facing a powerful wizard. Now it was how he was going to keep his friends together. How were they going to face this situation if they were all split apart? Walking to Ron's dresser, he saw a picture of Ron and Ginny. They were laughing and making faces at the camera. He didn't want to lose Ginny either.
Harry went out into the hallway. Knocking on Ginny's door, he was greeted with the pajama-clad and sleepy-faced Ginny. She looked at him warily but closed the door behind her.
"What is it, Harry?" She asked and he took her hand. Pulling her down so that both sat on the floor, he leaned against the wall. The hallway was small but he could still straighten his legs. Ginny sat Indian style and leaned back. She noticed that he was still holding her hand.
"I don't have to say what you already know," he said to her as he looked into her eyes. Harry lifted her hand and kissed her fingers. "But if you need to know...I love you, Ginny. I've always loved you. I just couldn't stand to see you with Dean that night." Ginny felt tears fall from her eyes. But this time, she was crying because she was happy. At the same time, she felt a conflict between her heart and her head.
"I don't know if I can do this right now," she said shaking her head. Getting up, she headed for her door. Harry pulled her to him and she found herself face to face with Harry. "I have a boyfriend."
"I understand," he whispered in her ear. Ginny felt shivers go down her spine and stomach go in knots. "But I will...never...never give up on you."
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Harry walked in the next morning while Mrs. Weasley got breakfast ready. Ginny was already there and their eyes met. She gave him a small smile and went back to the morning paper.
"Where's Hermione?" He asked and sat down across from her. Mrs. Weasley set a plate of food down.
"The poor dear has...morning sickness..." Mrs. Weasley said quietly. "She's a bit on the irritated side today so watch your words. Both of you." Hermione walked in, a bit pale, but was able to muster a smile. However, her smile faded when she saw the runny eggs that were the table. Her cheeks puff and she put her hand to her mouth. "I'm so sorry Hermione. I forget how sensitive your stomach was." Harry pulled out a chair for her while Mrs. Weasley took the food away.
"You okay?" Harry asked her. He was very sensitive to Hermione's needs. It had become very clear that their relationship was platonic. Harry would be a really good father. He would be soon. Ginny felt something in her stir as she looked at him.
Hermione nodded and an owl flew in through the window. Dropping the letter in Molly's hand, it flew off. She ripped the letter apart and gasped after scanning it quickly. Ginny went to her mother and Molly wrapped an arm around her daughter. She looked at Harry and Hermione nervously.
"What's in the letter, Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked though there was a gnawing feeling inside her. She held on to Harry who was keeping her up by wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Don't be too alarm children but it was Fred and George," she said and Ginny looked at her mother in alarm. "Ron disappeared last night."
With that, Hermione fainted.
END
