All I Have To Give

A Harry Potter Tale

Disclaimer: I don't own it. I just like making the characters dance for my amusement, mwahahaha!

Last Chapter: "You are pregnant. The conception was sometime early Thursday morning." She said, relief and happiness threading in her voice. Early Thursday morning? Then...that was when they had forgotten the Fertility Potion!

This chapter is titled after: Need You Tonight by INXS

11. Need You Tonight

"I'll get you your Concealment Potions, dear." Madame Pomfrey said, rushing back to her office. Hermione placed her hand gently on her lower abdomen. She was pregnant. She wasn't going to die. Her little baby growing inside of her was healing her and pushing the poison from her body. She was having a baby.

Even as happy as she was, she felt her heart slowly breaking, realizing that she could never be with Bill again. She would never sit in the door frame of the nursery, watching Bill hold their child as he slept. She would never kiss him or hold him or be able to be intimate in any way with him again. It was over. And as relieved and happy as she was, part of her wanted to die at the thought of not being able to share their child's life with Bill.

Madame Pomfrey came in and handed her a small suitcase like purse. "Inside this are all the potions you will need throughout the pregnancy. Take one a month and you will show no outward signs of pregnancy, no morning sickness, no mood swings, no odd cravings or tenderness. The only sign will be a lack of period, but I doubt your friends will notice. Take this one now," she said handing her a vial. Hermione took it, uncorked it, and drank it. Her face soured when it hit her tongue, it tasted foul. "That will cover you for October, dear. The toxin should be out of your system by Christmas and when you return from your holidays, I'll be able to check the sex of the baby. Are you going to want to know the sex?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes, I'll want to buy things for it before it comes, I'd rather know the specifics." she explained.

"Very well dear. I'm estimating your due date to be sometime in late June, but it will be more conclusive further in to your pregnancy." She said happily. "You should go and rest, dear, I'll go and inform the Headmaster." Hermione nodded, having no intentions of resting, and she left the Hospital Wing, heading back to the village.

She kept Bill's coat around her, knowing her time with it and his scent was limited. She felt overjoyed about the baby, but kept her feelings quiet as she walked down the near empty streets back to The Three Broomsticks. When she entered, she made her way back to the booth that they had been sitting at, to find just Ronald and Bill there. Bill saw her and immediately jumped up, walking to her. Ron's head was resting on the table. "Where is everyone?" She asked, looking at the empty booth.

"Ginny convinced Harry to go with her on a walk and Draco decided that he and Prue should interrupt Neville and Luna's date." He explained. "How are you?"

"Fine," she answered automatically. "How drunk is he?" she asked distracted by the red head with his forehead on an empty glass.

"Pretty far gone, I'd say. He kept getting more and more pissed after you left. I told Ginny I was heading back to the castle, but I wanted to wait for you." He said, trying to catch her attention.

"We should get him to the castle, finish this before I chicken out." She said, shivering involuntarily.

He nodded. "I'll need your help, he's just lucid enough to barely walk, not drunk enough to just carry with a spell."

She walked over and grabbed Ron's bicep, pulling him out of the booth. Ron looked at her and snatched his arm back, "Don't touch me, you filthy mudblood." He growled, and then he fell back on to the booth, passed out.

Hermione felt the sting of tears, but held them back, pulling out her wand and pointing at the unconscious Weasley. "Mobilicorpus!" She shouted and he floated in to the air. She looked at Bill, who was red from anger at what his little brother just said, but he took her hand in his and they walked out of the pub, Ron's body floating along, trapped in Hermione's spell. When they reached the apartment, Hermione dropped Ron on the couch unceremoniously. She then grabbed her book from the coffee table and sat in the chair by the fire.

Bill sat silently, watching her with concern on his face, and she just gave him a weak smile. He didn't try to speak, but just watched the flames dancing around the logs, waiting for it to die out and allowing him to send Ron home. He'd endured Ron's insults on her throughout the entire time that she was gone, he barely contained any control he had. He knew that Hermione was hurting over what he had said to her, and it was all Bill could do to keep from killing him. He had to remind himself that Hermione wouldn't want him dead and it would destroy his mother. Hearing his own flesh and blood calling Hermione a mudblood ate into his soul. Ron was raised better than that and it wasn't too long ago that he was killing Death Eater's who dared insult Hermione in such a way.

Draco had lasted longer than Harry with the insults, but his temper soon got the better of him and Prue took him away from the situation. He couldn't believe Ginny's attitude toward the situation. Instead of sticking up for Hermione, she just sulked in the corner and complained that Hermione had left. It wasn't right that his youngest siblings were behaving so abominably.

The hour passed and the fire died down. Hermione put her book on the table and Bill hoisted Ron up, tossing him on the embers and throwing Floo powder in shouting the Burrow. Ron disappeared in a flash of green flames and he looked at Hermione again. Her face was twisted in agony, her pain seared his heart. "Don't listen to anything he said," Bill told her.

He noticed she was gripping her arm, the spot where her scar was, through his jacket. She stood and took off the jacket, placing it on the back of the chair. She began to trace the scar and he could see the tears trickle down her face. "Maybe he's right," she said so quietly he almost didn't catch it. "Bellatrix branded me and at the time, I knew her beliefs were rubbish, but now...if Ron, the man who was supposed to love me, who was supposed to be my best friend...if he believes it, then maybe its true. Maybe I am just a worthless mudblood."

He stood and went to her, pulling her into his arms. "Never say that, Hermione. Ron is wrong, you are not worthless, you are perfect! You are everything to everyone in your life. You are one of the most powerful witches in the world and more brilliant than any of them." he cupped her face and made her look at him. "You are beautiful and strong and amazing, you light up the room when you are in it and you keep the world from falling apart." Seeing more disbelief, he bent down and kissed her. He needed her to know just how much she meant to him. She kissed back almost automatically and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their kiss grew passionate and fierce, each struggling against the other, desperately trying to come together as a single being. He picked up her legs and walked them to the bedroom without removing his mouth from hers. He set her down, melding his body against hers and kissing her deeply. He began to travel down her neck and finding the sweet spot on her neck that she loved.

"Bill, ugh...Bill, no, I'm –" She didn't finish her sentence as his mouth descended on hers again, cutting her off. He cast a silent Conception Charm automatically, his need to show her how much she meant to him overriding his conscience that was screaming at him, telling him he was crossing the line, the point of no return.

*Mature part, avert your eyes until you see bold.*

Their clothes disappeared in an instant, and Hermione was already seeing stars as Bill kissed, sucked and nibbled his way down her body before reaching her sensitive center. She felt a dizzying sense of shock when she felt his tongue enter her and begin to slowly trace her clitoris. Her pleasure intensified as he ate more hungrily at her, biting and sucking, licking at her greedily. She gasped when she felt him enter one finger into her and then another, rubbing her into a frenzy as he continued his actions with his mouth. Feeling her orgasm bubble up, it surfaced when he bit down on her, causing her to cry out as wave after wave hit her. He had never done that before and she felt amazed at it. He began to kiss his way back up her body and she spread her legs wide for him to slip between them. He kissed her deeply and she could taste herself on him.

He pulled up from their kiss, and looked at her, running a his fingers down the side of her face that was already slick with sweat. "You are so beautiful." he whispered, staring at her in wonder. She reached up and kissed him, ignoring her voice that said she should stop this now. Slowly, gently, he entered her, moving slowly in and out of her, bringing every sigh and moan that her body possessed with each slow thrust. He took his time, exploring her with his hands and mouth, moving just a bit faster as her pleasure built.

They cried out, their moments hitting them at the same time, and he just held her, kissing her again and again until they both were over come by sleep.

*Alright, its over. You can look now. I kept it short and sweet.*

Hermione woke up with strong arms around her, the press of a naked man at her back and she slowly began to remember why that was bad. She carefully removed herself from his arms and stepped out of the bed. He was still sound asleep, his face peaceful and angelic. Meanwhile Hermione felt like the whore of Babylon. She went to the shower and cast a Silencing Charm so he wouldn't hear it, then she dressed and gathered her belongings. She removed her clothes from the wardrobe and the dresser, took her things out of the bathroom, and her books from the living room. She put them all in her trunk and cast the Levitation Charm on it and she led it out of the bedroom, closing the door silently behind her. Once in the living room, she knew what she had to do.

"Dobby!" She called, and the House Elf appeared instantly.

"Miss Hermione called for Dobby?" he said, smiling at her, one of her Christmas hats atop his bat-like head.

"Yes, Dobby. Could you do me a favor and return my trunk to my private room in Gryffindor Tower?" She asked.

The little Elf smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Dobby will help Miss with whatever Miss is needing!" He grabbed the trunk and Apparated with a 'pop'. Looking around the room, Hermione said goodbye and walked out of the dorm. In Bill's office, she pinned a letter to Ron, telling him that they had had sex the night previous and asked why he had left so early. It sounded convincing enough and she walked to the Owlery to send it. By the time she was done, breakfast had already begun, so she walked to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Ginny.

The younger girl looked at her expectantly. "Well, what happened last night? Did you go back and talk to Ron?"

Hermione nodded. "What do you think happened, Ginny?" She growled angrily, eating her meal as fast as she could so she could escape the Great Hall before Bill woke up.

Ginny squealed in delight. "I knew it would work! See, now everything can go back to how it was before!" she said happily.

"Yes, you're plan worked. Congratulations. Except your brother wasn't there when I woke up without so much as a note. I just wrote to him asking what happened." She said, putting on the anger as much as she could. It didn't help the agony she was feeling or the way that her food was turning rancid in her throat. They heard the screech of owls and Ginny shrugged.

"Here comes the post, I'll be he's written."

Sure enough, Hermes came and landed on the table beside Hermione, with a letter in his beak addressed to her. Hermione took it and the owl took off. She opened it and read,

Hermione,

Its over. I'm through slumming it. Enjoy your life.

Ron

She felt the tears prick in her eyes again at the word 'slumming'. As if he were anything special! She passed the letter to Ginny and then stood from the table and left the Great Hall. She headed straight for the loo and breakfast went away as quickly as she'd eaten it. She flushed the toilet and went to the sinks. She rinsed her mouth and leaned on the sink.

It was over with Ron. It was over with Bill. She had betrayed Fleur last night by letting it happen. She had heard Bill mutter the Contraceptive Charm, so she knew he hadn't done it for the baby or her cure, he had wanted to comfort her, show her what she meant to him. She got the message and it killed her. She was certain that he didn't love her, not the way he did Fleur, but he did have feelings for her. That was what he wanted her to know, that he believed every word he'd said last night.

What would she tell her baby when he asked about his daddy? Did she tell him that he was living with his wife and other children?

Attention: I know it was short, but it was meant to be. Ron's a dick, isn't he? But, were we really expecting anything different? I felt so bad for Hermione...Bill officially cheated on Fleur and he did it on purpose, I wonder why?

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