Chapter 2

After having sex with Harry in his office, Hermione took a turn for the worse and she started to feel sick again. So, she left work early, having caught up on all her Case files that she needed to assign to other Lawyers or to finish off herself, and went to St Mungo's.

She called her Healer before to arrange a private appointment and was seen very quickly. She was barely in the Healer's office for ten minutes before her Healer called her in.

"Good Afternoon Mrs Granger-Weasley, what can I help you with today?" Healer Harrison asked.

"Well, I've been feeling really sick the last few days and I've taken potions but nothing is shifting it. I thought it might have been a stomach bug but it has lasted too long." Hermione explained. The Healer nodded, taking down some notes.

"That's fine Mrs Granger-Weasley, I will run some diagnostic charms to see what's wrong. Anything changed in your life recently that could be causing undue stress or anxiety as that can cause you to feel nauseous?"

"No, everything with Ronald is the same. I just got promoted at work today, so that hasn't affected me in that way either. I guess having Hugo going off to Hogwarts could have given me a little anxiety, but I didn't notice the usual signs that you've had me look out for previously with my anxiety attacks from the war." Hermione frowned.

The Healer just hummed and went about casting some diagnostic spells. It wasn't long before she smiled, "I've found the cause of your prolonged sickness, Mrs Granger-Weasley." She said with a smile on her face.

"Okay… What is it?"

"You're pregnant Mrs Granger-Weasley. Congratulations, around four weeks I would say." The Healer said. Hermione however, just completely blanked out.

Pregnant. four weeks. Oh Godric. Hermione realised that she hadn't slept with Ron in over three months, so it couldn't be his, which meant… Which meant that the baby was Harry's.

How was she going to deal with this? She was married. Not that she was happily married otherwise she wouldn't have started cheating on her husband with her - their - best friend. How was she going to explain this? How would her children take being both cousins and half-brothers and sisters? How would Mrs Weasley react? How would she be able to run for Minister for Magic whilst pregnant with another man's child who wasn't her husband… Would this ruin her career?

How would Harry react…

"Mrs Granger-Weasley, are you okay?" Her Healer asked after she'd been quiet for so long.

"I was on the potion… th-this wasn't meant to happen… '' Hermione cried.

"Well, I can see on your notes that you had an issue earlier in the year with an infection. Did the Healer tell you that the potion to clear up the infection cancels out the contraceptive potion?" Healer Harrison questioned, Hermione just shook her head still not able to form many words, "Well, it cancels out the yearly potion so you would have had to take another dose."

"Oh…" She mumbled feeling stupid, like she should have known this.

"Mrs Granger-Weasley, are you okay? I guess this was a very unexpected pregnancy if you were taking contraceptive potions. Would you like to contact your husband to let him know? We can discuss options if you feel the need. You're still early enough for a potion if you made the decision soon, otherwise you are still early enough that we could probably use the non-invasive spells." The Healer explained.

Hermione just shook her head and looked at the Healer with tears in her eyes, "It's not my husbands." she whispered, feeling wretched.

"Ohh. Do you know who the father is?" The Healer asked kindly. Hermione shot her a withering look before huffing.

"Of course I know who the father is." She practically growled at the Healer who looked a bit taken aback.

"All I meant by that was, that you weren't sexually assaulted, Mrs Granger-Weasley."

"Oh no. Nothing like that. Just your run of the mill extramarital affair." Hermione sighed before looking at her watch, "I'm sorry, I need to go. How long do I have before a decision needs to be made?" Hermione asked.

"You're four weeks now, you will only be able to have the potion for another two weeks before it has to be the non-invasive spell option. This can be used up until the twelve week mark. After that it is the invasive operation. You still have time to decide. As soon as you have contact me via floo or owl Mrs Granger-Weasley and we can get you seen straight away. In the meantime, just in case you do decide to carry on with the pregnancy here are some pregnancy vitamin potions for you to take. I can put them into discrete vials if you would prefer?"

"Yes please if you don't mind. Can you get them sent to my house?"

"Of course Mrs Granger-Weasley. Good Luck." The healer said dismissing her. She thanked her before leaving and went over to the Floo to head home.

All she had to do now was tell Harry…

Harry arrived at Hermione's house that evening carrying a Chinese takeaway and some wine. However, Hermione was in the kitchen already, and she was baking cakes and cookies. Harry watched her and knew that she was immediately stressed about something. Hermione only ever baked if she was stressed, it was something about keeping her hands and mind busy to stop her from going into an anxiety attack. Stop thinking about the thing that is stressing you out and it gives you time to digest it and accept it. She was currently bent over what looked like a sponge cake placing buttercream flowers over the top of it very artistically. Was there anything Hermione couldn't do? He thought to himself as a smile was pulled on his face he watched her for a minute.

He placed the Chinese takeaway and wine on the kitchen table and walked over to his… What was she exactly? He hated to admit to himself that he had always had feelings for Hermione. He wasn't entirely sure when they started but he knew for sure that he was in love with her when she helped him save Sirius from the Dementors. The way she risked her life with Remus during the full moon and even rode Buckbeak even though she was terrified of flying. He knew that she was the one for him. She would do anything to protect him, even face her worst fears.

As he got behind her he placed his hands on her hips and rubbed them forward to under her hips and kissed her neck. She leaned back into him with a sigh and placed down the buttercream she was using to decorate the cake she baked.

"You've been home a while? Everything Okay?" Harry asked, still kissing her neck.

Hermione sighed and pulled away slightly from Harry. She waved her wand and a tea set with cookies and miscellaneous other baked goods went flying to the table. She walked over and sat down before looking at him, "We need to talk." She said matter-of-factly.

"Sounds serious." He said back, pulling out the chair opposite her.

"It is." She confirmed before taking a deep breath and diving right into it, "Well, I've been feeling a bit off this past week in general and thought that I was coming down with a stomach bug. However, it lasted too long and made me sick again today after our… meeting." She said with a smirk, before continuing, "I went to the Healer just to check as potions haven't been working. She checked me over, and well… I'm pregnant. Four weeks. It's yours." Hermione finished barely able to look her best friend and lover in the eye. She was wringing her hands together with anxiety. She took a deep breath before grabbing her tea and taking a calming sip before looking up at Harry. What she saw made her reel back slightly. He was looking at her with complete love and adoration on his face.

"You're pregnant?" He confirmed. When she nodded, he got up from the table and walked around to her and pulled her up so she was standing. He didn't even say anything to her, just kissed her soundly.

After she had completely lost the ability to breath she pulled away panting. She looked at him again and he seemed so happy.

"Harry, I'm still married." She reminded him. This brought him up short.

"Shit. What are we going to do about Ron? You'll need to divorce him quickly if we can make this seem like you didn't get pregnant during the affair." Harry muttered to himself. "It's your third pregnancy so you'll show a little earlier, but that can be hidden with well placed glamour charms. We can do this Hermione. We can make this work."

"Harry, are you sure?"

"Of course I am. I love you. I always have." He assured her before giving her a deep kiss. They then sat down together eating their Chinese food and Hermione not drinking any of the wine before disappearing off to bed.

One month later when Hermione was eight weeks pregnant saw her packing all of Rose and Hugo's belongings as well as her own, to move out of their family home. She and Ron had finally gotten that divorce settled through fairly quickly.

Hermione decided to be able to get this done without incident and very quickly and smartly without it being dragged through the Daily Prophet, she needed to hire a private investigator. And so with her connections at work, she got the best and they investigated… thoroughly.

It just so happened that it wasn't just Hermione who was having an extramarital affair. Ron had also been using his missions to get away with seeing his other family. Turned out, he was shacking up with Lavender Brown for the best part of their marriage. He even had children with her. Lavender, was currently pregnant with her fourth child of Ron's, was ecstatic when she found out they were divorcing. They had one boy and two girls, with another boy on the way. They were called; Dahlia Weasley-Brown, Poppy Weasley-Brown, Ren Weasley-Brown and the new baby was due to be called Sorrell Weasley-Brown.

The PI also found out that Mrs Weasley was also aware of his duplicity due to the Weasley Clock she had in the kitchen. With every child conceived it created a new hand. As soon as Lavender got pregnant she knew Ronald was having an affair and never spoke of it to anybody. She just cast a Notice-Me-Not Charm on the clock hand, and demanded to regularly see her grandbabies. She went around to Lavender's cottage every other weekend.

Ron had already moved out to be with Lavender and they were already planning their wedding. Both of them were being dragged through the mud by the Daily Prophet but neither of them cared because they were now with the person they were meant to be with.

And Hermione, the new Minister for Magic, was a saint. She spun her story perfectly to the public. She began with hiring the PI a day after she found out she was pregnant. He got back to her the next day which was when she had found out about the affair between Ronald and Lavender. She wasn't even mad at it because it helped her situation.

The story for the affair went into the Prophet in the evening edition that day, this included a photo of her packing some of her things up and leaving her house. She made it very dramatic. She still loved the photo of herself leaving the house. The devastation on her face was palpable.

She went to Harry's house and moved in there permanently. They stayed quiet for a week or so before appearing out side by side looking very close. The Prophet didn't take long writing a story about finding comfort in one another, and so, they used it to their advantage. They went out on a date a week later, they even had a kiss so that the camera could take a picture of them.

The groundwork was laid. She would wait another two-three weeks before announcing her pregnancy, which would give them four or so weeks, since they first started dating. They had it worked out perfectly. Both she and Harry had a plan to say the baby was premature if she went into labour earlier than planned.

However, the entire pregnancy went smoothly and she went to forty-two weeks before she went into labour and their daughter was born.

They named her Serena Minerva Jean Potter.

Because she was the sign that they were both finally happy and at peace with their lives.