Wow! Chapter 10 already! And we have only gotten to her 13th –ish week? My, we have a long ways to go. Plus I have plans for after the baby pops out!

I hope you have enjoyed it so far.

Now, on to the fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Sorry I must have ran out of creative disclaimers…

Chapter 10: Tours and Talks

Hermione sat across from Charlie in a small diner that was located in the small Romanian town. The two were just finishing up their meals.

"So are you ready to face the dragons?" Charlie asked.

Nodding, Hermione ate a few more French Fries from her plate. It was amazing how hungry she was. Then again, she reminded herself, she was eating for two.

"Charlie?" The witch questioned.

"Yes." He answered looking into her deep chocolate brown eyes.

"Who's Marlene? When I was in the clinic and you came in you were saying something about Marlene being feisty."

Charlie couldn't help but chuckle. "Marlene is a Chinese Fireball. She was just transferred here the other day. I must say, I have taken quite a liking to her. She gave me a small burn today, nothing to worry about," He assured her when he saw Hermione's face. "Jill was able to fix me up in no time."

It was much later and the pair were walking towards the reserve. Charlie, being the gentleman he is, insisted on paying for their dinner. Hermione promised to pay him back, but knew he probably wouldn't let her.

They finally got to the reserve, and Hermione was in awe. There were over twenty different cages. Extremely large cages. All housing one dragon each.

The dragons were all of different colors and shapes. She listened as Charlie told her about all of them. Hermione couldn't help but notice how his eyes lit up as he talked about the dragons.

Charlie had left Hermione alone. Not on purpose of course. But, Marlene had decided to throw a temper tantrum, and Charlie left to help.

"Are you lost? A pretty young thing like you, shouldn't be hanging around dragons, you could hurt yourself."

Hermione turned around and saw a man standing behind her. He was tall with sandy brown hair, a crooked smile, and an American accent.

"The name is Johnson, Liam Johnson." He said extending his hand and saying his name in the famous James Bond way.

"Hermione Granger." She answered. "And I am here getting a tour of the reserve. I start work at the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures tomorrow, as the Ambassador of Dragon Relations."

"Ah, so you're the new meat."

"New meat?" She questioned.

Liam nodded, "All the other people who have tried to do that job have only lasted a few months at most. I assume you just moved here then." He said with a smile.

Nodding, Hermione smiled back, "Today actually."

"I take it you don't know anyone here. So this is what I will do. Since I am a good citizen, I will show you around the rest of the reserve and then let you take me to supper."

"Oi! Johnson! What are you doing?" Charlie asked as he walked up to Hermione.

"Charlie, I had no idea you were back." Liam stated while engulfing Charlie into a manly hug.

"You learn things when you don't take weeks off for vacation." Charlie answered back smugly. He looked between Hermione and Liam. "I see you have met Hermione."

"You know Hermione?" Liam asked, surprised.

"Hermione and I go way back. I have known her since she was, what, twelve?" Charlie said looking down at Hermione.

"Fourteen," Hermione corrected, "It was the summer before my fourth year. The summer we all went to the Quidditch World Cup."

"Yes, that's right." He said, now remembering. "I am glad you have met Liam, my best mate."

Hermione looked at him with wide eyes, "Your best mate?"

"Has been since I saved him from Dyna, a Hungarian Horntail. You remember what those are like, from the Triwizard Tournament, it was the same breed Harry had to fight."

"He's lying, I didn't need his help." Liam said, quickly defending himself. "Are you that Hermione Granger? Best friend of Harry Potter?"

Nodding, Hermione wanted to steer away from where the conversation was heading. "Well gentlemen, I should be going. I start work bright and early tomorrow."

"Of course." Liam nodded. He watched as Charlie left with Hermione, and couldn't help but wonder if something was going on between the two. Shaking his head, Liam convinced himself he was seeing things.

-.-

The next day, Hermione made sure she was at work on time. Her time was spent filling out paper work, and learning how to actually do the job. It wasn't until an hour left in her work day that she got an owl. She wasn't sure who would be writing her. After all, she hadn't met many people in Romania.

Opening it, she found it was from the Healer she had talked to yesterday.

Hermione,

I thought I would send you an owl to remind you of our meeting. I know it wasn't set in stone, but I need to talk to you about your pregnancy and your job.

Hope to see you soon,

Jill Campbell

After reading the letter, Hermione rested her hand on her small baby bump. She had forgotten about talking with the healer.

Getting up from her desk, Hermione made her way to her boss' office.

"Mr. Hughes, I was wondering if it would be possible to leave work a bit early?" She asked upon walking in.

"Miss Granger, may I inquire as to why?" He asked looking up at the new employee.

Hermione cleared her throat, "Yes, I have an appointment with a Healer at the clinic I have forgotten about."

"Are you ill? Is that why you need a Healer?" He wondered.

Shaking her head, Hermione wasn't sure what to say. "I just need to talk to the Healer about some things."

Douglas Hughes nodded and allowed the witch to go. He knew the reason she was going to see the Healer. Sure he was a man, but that didn't mean he was stupid. She looked just like Martha, his wife, did when she was pregnant. Hermione was always touching her abdomen, obviously unaware she was doing it. Doug figured she would tell him in her own time. Until then, he just hoped this woman would stay at the post longer than the other's had.

-.-

Walking into the small clinic, Hermione found Jill right away.

"Hermione, it's nice to see you again. How about we go into my office and we can have a chat." Jill greeted with a smile.

Once the two women were seated in the small office, Hermione waited for Jill to speak.

"I understand you are taking the open post for Ambassador of Dragon Relations, and I think that is great, but I am concerned about the job and your pregnancy. I noticed something yesterday, which is why I wanted to talk to you." Jill saw Hermione's worried expression. "It's nothing to be alarmed about. I just noticed you have been under some stress. A little amount of stress for you, isn't as little to the baby.

"My guess is the stress is due to the move, which now that you are moved, hopefully won't be a factor anymore."

Hermione nodded, "It's been a big life change lately. But I think I am going to like Romania." She answered.

"Which is why I want to see you every two weeks. This job is stressful, and I just want to make sure the baby is okay. Also you will not be able to go to the reserve after your sixth month. And once you hit the fifteenth week, no more apparating." Jill said, almost like a mother giving rules to her children.

"Thank you Healer Campbell. I will make sure to follow all of your orders." Hermione said, turning into Head Girl mode.

"I will see you back here in two weeks, and thank you for coming in." Jill ended with a smile. "And Hermione, I suggest you tell Mr. Hughes. I also am going to suggest you tell someone on the reserve. That way you can work something out for when you can't go to the reserve anymore. And incase anything should happen, it would be best to know."

"I actually plan on telling Mr. Hughes once I leave here. I was going to tell him before, but I wasn't sure what you were going to say. And as for the person at the reserve, Charlie Weasley knows. I told him the whole story." Hermione told the Healer.

Jill nodded, "The whole story, huh?"

Hermione blushed, "Yeah, well he asked, and I know his family really well."

All Jill did was smirk and allow the other witch to leave.

-.-

On her way home, Hermione stopped by the Romanian Ministry offices. She found her boss, packing up and getting ready to head home.

"Miss Granger, I am guessing everything turned out fine at the clinic." Mr. Hughes said as he put on his cloak.

"Yes everything is fine. I just came to tell you that I am pregnant. And the meeting was to tell me about how it will affect my job. I know I will still be able to do my job, so I hope you don't think I won't be able too. I am just going to have to limit my time on the reserve until the baby is actually born. I won't need much time off for Maternity Leave." Hermione said quickly, just wanting to get it out.

"Hermione, I was aware of your condition. I have three kids, so I know the signs. You need to know that I do not hold it against you. I have seen your transcripts from Hogwarts, as well as performance reviews from England. You are also a war heroine. So, I know you will be able to handle this.

"Don't worry about anything, we will talk about what we need to when it gets closer. Right now you need to get home and relax." Douglas said with a smile, before walking out the door and apparating home.

Smiling, Hermione herself, made her way home. It seemed everything in her life, might be okay, for once.

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