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Harry sat looking at Hermione, taking in her words, looking at her as if she was fading away before his eyes he looked harder at her. He took her hand in his, and then shook his head as if removing water from his ears.
"I'm sorry, love, but what did you say?"
Hermione smiled shyly at him, and she took a deep breath. She had to tell him and she was very scared. She looked down for a moment and then back at him.
"I'm pregnant Harry. It's yours. That's why I haven't been around much. I wasn't feeling well, so I went to the Healer and they ran a test. I almost hadn't realized that I was a week and a half late…" Her face flushed, but she continued, "we should have known. Teddy knew before both of us. This was the "booby" he was talking about."
Harry took this all in, and he thought long and hard about his past, and what he wanted for a future. He smiled at Hermione. She seemed so happy with this, but Harry was concerned that this might pull her away. He was afraid that she might feel like he was forcing her into a relationship over their unborn child.
"Well, Harry? What do you think?"
"What do you think?" Harry replied firmly. He knew his own opinion meant less to him than hers, and he had to know what she felt before he would let her know how excited he was. He had a plan for the future and it included him, Hermione, Teddy, and their unborn child.
Hermione just smiled gently at Harry, placed her hand on her stomach and gave the hand he was holding a quick squeeze. For the first time in her life she felt wanted, and happy. She wanted nothing more than to be happy with this child, and with Harry.
"I'm excited for her…"
"Her?" Harry murmured back, smirking.
"I think it's a girl.." Hermione flushed. She had many late nights thinking about the baby and how she wanted a little girl.
"What would her name be?" Harry was breathless, talking about his child with the one girl he had ever truly cared about.
"Phia." Hermione said positively.
"As in Sophia?" Harry asked.
"No, as in Phoenix, but I suppose like Sophia." She paused to muse over this new name, as the elderly witch brought in their food, which was steaming hot . The smells from the food had Harry's mouth watering.
Hermione was hungry as well and ate with the appitite of haven't eating for several days. Harry wasn't bothered by it and he was smiling and couldn't stop. He looked at Hermione, and then asked only one of the many questions that was on his mind.
"Hermione, will you move in with me?"
She looked across the candle lit table and into his emerald eyes, her own brown eyes reflecting back. She hesitated and then smiled again as she placed her hand again over her stomach. She knew that Harry was truly trying to show her that he really loved her and wanted her to be with him. She was also still nervous. Ron had left her with scars that she was scared of having reopened.
"Yes, Harry. I would love too." She smiled at him.
Harry grinned back and felt his heart thudding in his chest. He was so happy that he couldn't help but get up and pull Hermione to him to dance again. He felt as if they were walking on clouds.
"Tonight?" This was Harry's next question. He wanted her to move in, under his protection as soon as she was willing, but she looked down again.
"No, Harry not tonight. I will go home and get everything sorted out. Once I have gotten someone to buy my apartment and got everything taken care of, then we can move in together."
Harry saw her cautious look and he frowned as well. He thought he had been doing a great job on showing her. She kissed his lips lightly. She knew what she was making him feel, and she felt bad, but she needed this time.
After they ate a dessert of chocolate covered strawberries, Harry walked Hermione home. She smiled at him at her door, but didn't invite him in to stay. She kissed Harry long and hard and then pulled him into a tight hug.
"Page seven hundred through seven hundred and five. That will show you." She kissed him again, this time with tears in her eyes. She walked into the apartment and Harry apparated home.
Lavender was keeping Teddy for a sleep over with Cassidy. He took a long shower and mulled over everything that he had found out tonight. He got dressed in his dressing gown and then was going to go to sleep when he thought about what Hermione had said to him before her left.
He opened her diary and found page seven hundred. It was tear stained and it looked as if the quill had been held down so hard on the page it had tore in several places.
Entry 12
Ronald hit me tonight. I can't believe it. He says he didn't mean to. I just didn't want him going out again. He leaves me alone so much. I haven't cried this hard since I wiped my parents memories. I was just standing in the door way begging him not to go. He wouldn't stay. He backhanded me and stormed out. I ran into the bathroom, and locked myself in. He came back, and begged me to come out. I put a curse on it that he will never be able to undo. I wish Harry was here, but Ronald wouldn't want him to know what he is doing. I can't wait until Ron leaves again. I will leave this time! I am DONE!
Harry was so angry. He wanted to hit Ron in the face with the force of a Hungarian Horntail. He couldn't believe he had treated her this way. He bit his lip and read on.
Entry 13
This morning Ronald had flowers and chocolates for me. He begged me to forgive him and said that he wouldn't leave anymore. He said that I would have his full attention from now on. I had already packed my trunk, and I think he knew it. That may have been why he did all of those nice things. He makes me very happy when he is himself. I know that I could really be in love, finally.
Entry 14
Ronald went out again tonight. I am left alone, with Crookshanks, and Pig. They seem to be the only company that I am allowed to keep. I told him I would leave. He told me that I could, "go ahead." He knows I won't. He knows that I will not go anywhere. The only person who could get me out is Harry and I never see him anymore. From the way Ron talks, Harry and Ginny are getting along great. I never understood what Harry saw in Ginny. She always seemed to be stuck up, and the way she always had a different boyfriend, before Harry. I always thought that Harry saw her as the little kid sister that always got in the way. I guess not… I miss Harry. I wish he would come by so that I wouldn't be alone anymore.
Harry had started to cry at the first mention of his name. He hadn't tried to stop by. He had only been concerned about himself and what he had wanted at the time. He had no idea that Hermione had ever gone through any of this. He had thought that Ron loved Hermione.
Entry 15
There was a post today, it was from Lavender Brown. It was addressed to me, and this is what it said,
Hermione,
Hi this is Lavender. I was just wanting to let you know that I am pregnant, with Ron's child. We have been seeing each other for the past three months, and I am now two months along. I have told him to tell you and that it's not fair to keep leading you on. He insists that he will be with me, when he can tell you. I thought I would just let you know, women to women.
I'm sorry you had to find out this way.
Lavender.
I confronted Ron, and he swore that she was lying. I begged with him to tell the truth. He swore he was and that he would never be with Lavender, and that I was the girl that he wanted. I don't know what to do anymore. I am losing my mind. I need Harry. Harry was always the sound of reason. With out him around I am not myself anymore. I just feel like crying, and it sounds as if Ronald has left again.
Entry 16
I know I haven't written in a few weeks, but it's because Ronald keeps coming home and starting huge fights. I don't even know what they are over, but by the time we quit yelling, I am the one apoloigizing to him. He makes everything worse. I am making him leave tomorrow. Lavender came by today for a cup of tea while Ron was at work. There is no denying she is pregnant, or that it is Ron's. She cannot lie about it. When Ron got home, we confronted him together, and he stopped denying it. I told him that he has until in the morning to get his stuff and get out, or I will tell his mom. I will not be the weakling he has made me anymore. I will be free soon. I feel so much better… I think I might write to Harry.
Entry 17
I have been writing for several months now. My book will be published soon. I have been so busy, it hasn't been so lonely. I would love to get out of the house and get some air. I just don't know if I can handle to world by myself. I have been in here so long, things might have changed… Oh! There's a knock on the door…
-It's Harry! He has invited me on a trip! I have to pack!
So the truth was now out about everything that had happened with Ron and Hermione. Ron had always made it seem as if it was him that didn't want Hermione and that he had choose to leave. Harry had never bothered to ask her, but now he couldn't blame her for being unsure. At that moment, Harry vowed he would treat Hermione like the princess she deserved to be.
He fell asleep thinking of his baby, and his soon to be family.
