This is such a short chapter, even though it's been forever since I updated! I am soooooo sorry!! I am soooooooooo busy. I have softball, school, church, homework, meetings, Bible studies, and babysitting. It's gonna be even crazier with all the tests coming up. I'll update asap. Just please be flexible and don't give up on me!!! :) Love you guys. Hope you like it!!

Disclaimer: Still don't own HP.

I wake up the next morning with a smile on my face. When my parents came home last night, Ron and I went home. It was so great to be back in his arms. I breathe in a deep, happy breath. Something in my stomach churns. I sit up quickly, knowing what is coming. I grab my robe quickly, and race to the toilet. I vomit for a few minutes, then sit on the bathroom floor.

"Hermione," Ron hollered from inside our room.

"In here," I respond, "puking." Ron soon walks in and sits next to me.

"You 'kay?" He asks.

"Yeah. Morning sickness. Ron grimaces and leaves to get me a cup of water. I brush my teeth, then lie down in bed again.

As it turns out, morning sickness isn't only morning sickness. I have been by the toilet for the past two days. I haven't eaten anything, so that makes my stomach feel worse.

Even worse, Ron's leaving. Again. Tomorrow morning; our anniversary is in three days. I don't know if he will even be here.

To stay distracted from that possibility, I am going to go to the doctor's office tomorrow to see if I can do anything about how I am not able to keep any food down. I don't think they can do anything about it, but since I'm going to St. Mungo's this time, maybe they will have a potion or something. Weirdly enough, I haven't wanted to research about it on my own. Of course, Ron has joked about it once or twice, but that is normal I suppose.

"So," Ron says, trying to break the awkward silence that has come upon us. Ginny and Harry stopped by, but they were arguing when they got here, so it's been kind of...awkward.

"How are you feeling, Ginny? Today, I was finally able to get away from the toilet, I have been throwing up so much lately," I ask Ginny. I grab Ron's hand, randomly realizing that in eight hours...he'll be gone.

"Oh, I am fine. Just fine."Ginny says back sarcastically.

"No you aren't! You've been so moody and puking nonstop, too!" Harry yells.

"'Too'? What do you mean 'too'? Are you saying I'm moody, too?" I ask Harry, getting upset quickly.

"Wait, what do you mean 'too', Hermione? Are trying to say that I'm being moody?" Ginny yells at me.

"Obviously you are. You've been pouting like a spoiled brat since you got here. Why'd you even come if you were going to act like this?" I ask, wrenching my hand from Ron's. I cross my arms over my chest and stand up. Ginny does, too.

"A spoiled brat?! Well, I'll tell you something, Miss Granger--"

"Excuse me," I raise my hand to stop her, "It's Weasley." I interrupt sternly.

"You're not a Weasley." Ginny sternly says with a glare. I hear myself suck in my breath quickly.

"Ginny!" I hear Ron whisper warningly to her.

"Get out." I tell Ginny, pointing to the door.

"With pleasure." Ginny says back and leads the speechless Harry out the door.

I plop down next Ron and sob into his shoulder.

I think I may have just lost my best friend.

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