Hey! I got a lot of response for that last chapter, I'll try to make this one even better than the last... If that's possible... :)

The sun shined in Hermione's face, waking her up completely. It was shining like it was going to be a good a day. It was lying. Hermione quickly found out there were no good days, especially for people who would have a lot of explaining to do in just a few short months.

Everyone in her dormitory was still asleep, despite that the day was Christmas. Part of her wanted to crawl back under her quilt and sleep, but the other part was telling her to get out of bed and spread Christmas cheer.

Ginny decided for her by hopping on her bed, yelling,"It's Christmas!", and proceeding to do the same to the other girls. Hermione groaned and put her pillow over her face in annoyance. But Ginny pulled her right back out of bed and pushed her into the bathroom.

"I have a feeling this will be a very good day," Ginny beamed. "First, it's Christmas and second... It's Christmas!"

Hermione glared at her as she brushed her teeth. "Yes, it's going to be great watching that troll snog your brother every chance she gets. And especially now because Professor Flitwick showed us all a spell to make mistletoe appear," Hermione fumed.

"Well, that doesn't mean you can't do it too. I mean, your having his baby. Doesn't that give you more admitance to him than her?"

Hermione thought about that for a moment, but then shook her head throwing down her toothbrush. Lavender had lots of things Hermione didn't have. "Merry Christmas!" Hermione said with a fake smile, slamming the door.

She dressed quickly and ran downstairs into the Great Hall. "Hi, Harry," she said taking a seat across from him. "Where's Ron?" Harry just opened his mouth when Ron burst in looking disheveled. Everyone was silent and turned to look at him out of curiosity. He awkwardly looked around and waved,"Merry Christmas!" Hermione pretended nothing was going on as she spread marmalade on her toast.

The silence seemed to erupt into its normal chatter in seconds as Ron sat next to Hermione. Hermione and Harry stared at him wondering what he had done. "Lavender problems," he explained. "She's wild!" Suddenly, Hermione felt annoyed and angry. "I'm not hungry," she announced.

They looked at her sideways, as if she had said the most bizarre thing they'd ever heard. She glared daggers at Ron, hoping he'd get the picture. It wasn't like she expected him to drop down on his knees and ask for forgiveness, she just thought, that after all they'd been through that he'd have a little bit more sensitivity.

Instead, he smirked and said,"What's got your wand in a twist?" That just pushed her off the edge completely, making her face go red and blotchy. She drew in a deep breath, but let it go in her anger. "Nothing," she looked around and lowered her voice. "Except the fact that I'm pregnant and you're off living the life of an arrogant bachelor!"

"What are you two talking about?" asked Harry, munching on a piece of bacon. Hermione and Ron exchanged glances, then stared back at Harry. "Not much," Ron explained. "You know. Quidditch and... things." Hermione smiled faintly, then frowned again. "I'm going to the library," she said abruptly. "Care to join me Ron?"

Not giving him a choice, she dragged him along with her. Once they were in the library, Hermione looked around and pulled Ron into an empty aisle. She was silent with anger for a moment, only pointing a single finger at him. "What are you doing?" she scolded, punching him in the arm forcefully. "Do you want to get another girl pregnant?"

"No, but I mean, a guy has needs," Ron said, not getting the point at all. Hermione clenched her jaw and her hands balled up into fists. A lump formed in her throat, as if she were about to cry. He said he loved her. Maybe it was just a spur of the moment thing, but to her, it felt real. She let a few tears slip out, but refused to let anymore fall.

Just like when her parents had dropped her off at King's Cross her very first year at Hogwarts, she heard the words faintly. It's time to be a big girl. Just like then, she had to be a big girl. "So you don't love me," she whispered. Ron sighed. He did. He just felt like he was needed around Lavender, even though all she did was snog him.

Hermione took his silence as a sign that he didn't love her, and continued,"Fine. Look, we decided we were going to keep the baby, okay? So if we do, you'll to work with me, and let's just say that it doesn't make my heart leap with joy when I see you kissing Lavender."

Ron really didn't want to, and he honestly didn't mean to say it but he did. "I'll break up with Lavender."