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"Hermione, are you sure you should be drinking that potion when you are pregnant?" Ron asked in a hushed tone. Ron had admitted in private that he told Harry she was pregnant. Hermione was upset that Ron spilled the news, but she could not blame him. She said she understood and would wait for him to approach her. Surely he would have questions and be very upset with her, but hopefully he would understand that she had not wanted to alert him because it would distract him for the central purpose of their mission. Hermione shrugged.
"We don't have any other options, do we? I am the only one with a female's voice, I will the only one who can come close to sounding like here. I hate to say it, but this is a risk we have to take. " She admitted this because it was unavoidable from as far as she could see. She knew that she probably would lose the baby, but it was the world or one child. Selfish as she had ever been, the world was the only one of its kind in existence. Hermione could always get pregnant again. Harry would have been furious had she told this to him. Perhaps, she concluded, this was why he avoided the topic. He knew that this would only end in an argument. And fighting would jeopardize the mission more so than even the pregnancy
A crack sounded, Harry had left earlier for the final supplies for the potion. Ron and I waved calmly to him as he approached from a far, at a rather quick pace. He had the smallest bag in his hand. I was laying out Bellatrix's clothing, it was rather inappropriate clothing, she thought, and would not to her own body justice. She imagined the baby suffocating behind the corset.
"Hermione, you can't drink Polyjuice Potion. You can't. It will kill the baby instantly. You can't." Ron nodded subtly and moved over next to Harry. Well, at least some things really were predictable after all. She crossed her arms in preparation.
"Harry, I did not want to have this conversation. We are doing this. The world can't be recreated as a pregnancy can." It came out effortlessly and even smoothly as if she did not care in the slightest that she was ending a life. She almost wondered if she did not actually want the kid. Even if she did not have a place being a mother; Hermione thought how she probably wasn't going to be a good mom. Harry shook his head.
"I went and asked Fleur. She said that this is too dangerous and that doing so would likely ruin your chances of another child. I will not let this happen, Hermione. I won't sit back and watch you kill my child." Hermione was enraged.
"YOUR CHILD? YOUR CHILD?" She flourished her wand from her pocket and hexed him instantly. Boils formed all over his face and she stamped away to the tent that Fleur and Bill replaced for them. How insulting to call it his child. It was not only his child, it was their child. This meant it was their decision unanimously. If no decision be met, they would sit and wait it out. Eventually someone would give in and switch sides.
Ron came to the tent immediately afterwards, surprisingly having reversed her spell. He lectured her on all sorts of things about holding back her temper, trying not to let the hormones get the best of her, and above all else to consider how Harry feels in his position. Hermione threw her arms up in the air, "I did consider that. I also considered that Harry isn't the only person in the world who matters." As soon as the words left her mouth Ron's heart visibly skipped a beat. He must had daydreamt a series of alternative events that could have occurred. She had not meant that, and he had known it, but it must have given him the tiniest bit of hope.
He towered over her when he finally stood.
"Then perhaps you should not have married him, Hermione."
So, I am really sorry that the chapters are getting spread so far apart. I'm not only really busy, but I'm super duper depressed about the Harry Potter movie franchise coming to an end. I have always looked to the characters are role models, and I adored all the actors and actresses within the Harry Potter films and its just been kind of sad. Every time I start to write a chapter I start crying and get all emotional like women do.
I'm not even going to promise that I'll have a chapter out within a week, because to be honest that's not reasonable right now. Chapters will be brief for a little while.
I need you as readers to be more understanding than ever. I've gotten so many great reviews and subscribers and I appreciate all of it. I'm trying the best I can. I'm in the middle of four writing projects on top of school, raising my son, working, and still juggling a somewhat social life. I love all of you for being into the things I write. PLease stick around. I don't think you'll be disappointed when this finally comes to an end, as all things must.
