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~~~~~~~Hermione's View As soon as we walked back down to Dumbledor's office, I had stares. Cho worked fast at spreading gossip, and she knew who to spread it to. More students had come back from their spring holidays, and no one had wasted a single moment in telling them. Did Sirius get any stares? Nope, not since the Ministry had cleared his name after finding more clues that proved he wasn't involved in the murders of the Potters. It was all me. Soon we reached the office and entered. Dumbledor was nowhere to be had, but his phoenix, Fawkes started to sing as soon as we entered. He was beautiful and his song was even more beautiful than his plumage. We sat down to a lunch of ham sandwiches, potato salad, juice, and still warm chocolate chip cookies. When Sirius reached for the coffee pot I believe I gave him a heart attack. "No, no coffee." I told him. "Unless you want to review what I just ate, you won't open that pot. The smell made me throw up this morning." He grimaced. "I won't take my chances." He sent the pot back down. "I'll survive."
"I'm sorry, I just don't want to take my chances. I enjoyed lunch." I told him as I looked around Dumbledor's office. I had never spent much time up here. I avoided, or tried to avoid trouble as much as possible. It was a nice room, very cozy. "So Hermione, what are you planning on doing after graduation?" Sirius asked. "I have an interview with Flourish and Blotts as soon as my NEWTS scores get in. They have an offer for a new editor, and writer, and are looking for someone to write Hogwarts: A History in a new version, the one they have out now predates your years here. And if I get the offer to re- write it I'll be sure to mention the Marauders a few times. Just to get you into history." I told him. "Just make sure to call us Prongs, Moony and Padfoot. You can leave the other to be lost in time." Sirius said. He still hated the fact that Wormtail hadn't been caught yet. "I'll make sure to forget that name." I told him. I yawned, just realizing how tired, emotionally, and physically I was. "I almost forgot, the Professors excused you from classes tomorrow." Sirius said. "There is no way I am missing any reviews. I aim to have the highest score possible." I told him. He laughed. "Well I suggest that you hit the sack soon. It's been a long day." ~~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry's view. Professor Bradwell's office was really nice. The last time I had been here was when Moody the fake tried to kill me. There was a tray of sandwiches, potato salad, juice, coffee, and warm chocolate chip cookies. I grabbed a sandwich and a cup of coffee and sat. I needed caffeine; I was starting to feel a bit drained. "Harry, I want you to know that you don't need to try and do everything right now." Bradwell said. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "From past experiences, and from what I have heard, you have a tendency to try and fix everything at once, and making it so that no one gets hurt. One thing I mean by that is to wait a bit to try and talk with Hermione. Only do that when you both feel that the time is right. Don't try and overextend your self. You already have proven yourself to be a good friend. I do however suggest that you, Hermione, and Ron all have a chat about the recent events. Other than that, wait for a sign. I encourage you to still be friendly with Hermione, not to alienate her. Lord knows she already will be facing some, shall I say crap from the other students for being pregnant after Miss Chang's actions today. And in knowing how the rumor mill of this school works, by the time classes start tomorrow, even more will know. Speaking of tomorrow, Professor Dumbledor has excused both you and Hermione from classes tomorrow, the Professors are already aware of the situation." I started to laugh. "There is no way Hermione would miss a single day of class, especially when we are reviewing for the NEWTS. She after all might have forgotten something. I have known her for seven years, and if possible she is always at class. And if she goes, I go." I yawned. I was getting tired. It felt like I hadn't slept in weeks. "Harry?" The Professor asked "Yeah?" I said yawning again. "Go to bed." She smiled. "I'll do that." I told her. I headed back to the common room and dorm. "7th Years are the Best." I told the Fat Lady. I stepped up into the common room where I was yanked by my arm and tossed on to the couch where Hermione was already seated. "I demand to know what is going on here." Ron said. He was starting to get quite angry, he was even turning red again, and this time not embarrassed red, but highly pissed off red. I turned to Hermione. "Did he do the same thing to you?" I asked. "No, he found me when I was walking back from Dumbledor's office and informed me if I did not comply he would make sure that I had no chocolate for a week. What could I do?" She laughed. I rubbed my arm. He really had yanked hard. Ron cleared his throat. "I demand to be told facts. Good Hard Facts. As to why after the Cho incident I could not find either of you for the rest of the day. Why I saw Sirius here in school. Why neither of you two showed up for lunch and why people keep saying that Hermione is carrying Draco Malfoy's love child." At the last comment Mione and I cracked up. "This is not funny." He said. "Yeah, actually it is. While I no longer hate Malfoy, I would never have children with him." She was still laughing. All of a sudden Ron slammed his hand on one of the tables. It made Mione jump a foot and we both stopped laughing. "Ron lighten up." I could tell he had really scared Mione. "I am not going to lighten up until you both tell me the truth, the whole truth. I am sick of always being the last to know." He had gone beyond the angry red color, and had started to turn normal colored again. This meant business. ~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~ Hermione's PoV When he slammed his hand I jumped a foot. I didn't think he was that mad. Harry tried to reason with him a bit. That had only made things worse. I looked over at Harry and he looked at me. It was now, or face the angry Ronald. "Should you or I?" I asked Harry quietly. "Maybe I should. I have no clue how he is going to react." Harry said, again trying to protect me. "Fine with me." I whispered to him. "Ron. We found out who the father is." Harry told him slowly. "Hermione and I were just off in separate places thinking how we are going to deal with this newest task." He handled the situation quiet well. "Is that true Hermione?" Ron asked. "Yes it is." I told him quietly. "So you are carrying Harry's baby, yet have never slept with him or anything like that?" Ron seemed to not believe the Voldemort factor. "I have never touched her Ron Weasley and you damn well know that." Harry started to get up. "And if you don't choose to believe us and the experts, then I guess you aren't the friend to either of us that we thought you were." I stood up not wanting to see any blood shed. "Lets just all take some time to cool off now." I said trying to be diplomatic. "Why the hell should I listen to you?" Ron snarled at me. "You're just a little slut." Harry lunged at Ron.
"STOP IT!" I screamed. "RIGHT NOW GOD DAMNIT!" My sudden outburst caused them to stop dead in their tracks. "I'm sorry." I said as I bolted out of the door to find someplace to think about the combustion that I had caused. ~~~~~*********~~~~~~ Harry's PoV After she ran out of the room Ron and I stood there for a second trying to comprehend what all had just happened. "See what you did. Hermione and I are telling you the truth, and you can't get it through your thick head. Hermione is having a really tough time with this, tougher than I am. I am still trying to figure this all out." I told Ron as I backed away from him. "Yeah, well I don't think I can consider you a friend anymore. I still a. don't believe you, and b. cannot you held this behind my back all day long." Ron said, still fuming. "I AM TELLING THE TRUTH!" I told him. He suddenly decked me. "I am tired of you. I am tired of being the sidekick. I am also tired of you and your pathetic life. You must have used the 'Poor me, I have no parents, my relatives are asses' to get her to sleep with you." He said, decking me again. "My mum was right way back in fourth year, neither of you two can be trusted." HE stormed off. I reached up and wiped the blood from the cut on my lip. "Thanks for understanding man, thanks a whole fucking lot!" I kicked the table out of my way and went to find Sirius. I figured he'd still be here somewhere. I pulled my map out of my pocket. Ron was in the dorm, the little speech bubble held more profanity than anything I had ever seen. Hermione was back in Myrtle's bathroom. Sirius was in the kitchen. I made my way to the fruit painting and tickled the pear, slipping in the entrance. Sirius was sitting at a table working his way through a mound of cookies. "God what happened to you?" Sirius asked as I sat next to him. "Ronald Weasley." I said. One of the elves brought over a mirror and a rag. "For Mister Potter. His Wezzey got mad." It was one of Dobby's friends. I looked in the mirror. My lip had already started to swell and I knew I was going to have a black eye tomorrow. "Sirius, is there anything you can do for this?" I asked my godfather. "Not really. Black eyes can't be healed, and the lip will go down. I take it Ron was not happy when you talked." Sirius set down his newspaper. "Happiness was an understatement. He thinks I slept with Hermione. He thinks this is an elaborate lie. I thought he was going to deck her for a minute back there. He called her a slut and said that his mother had been right about us back in fourth year." I told him. I grabbed a cookie and shoved it in my mouth. "Has Ron ever liked Hermione?" Sirius asked. "Yeah, after the Yule ball and through part of 5th year. Then he decided that he liked Hannah Abbot." I told Sirius. "Then it was Cho, this year, Susan Bones and Julie Moon." I told him. "Do you think Ron could have still had feelings for Hermione, and thinks that somehow this went against your friendship?" Sirius asked. "It could be, I thought he got over her a long time ago." I told him. "And I only see Hermione as a good friend." "See, this could be the reason for the black eye. Could Ron think you have feelings for Hermione since the Ginny debacle ended in September?" Sirius asked. "No, I dated around for a while, and didn't seem to find anyone to my liking. I told him that." I remembered the conversation. "Well, maybe he thought that you took the opportunity to date Hermione, liked her, and chose not to tell him because you wanted to see if it would work out." Sirius said. "I never dated her. She had Justin for a while, Seamus last year, and this year said she didn't want to be tied down." I remember when Mione was telling us that during the first Hogsmeade weekend. We had been celebrating her birthday. We sat and ate cookies for a while longer. ~~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~ Hermione's view Ron was mad. Beyond mad. For a moment back there I thought he was going to attack me. Harry stepped up to him before Ron got a chance. Now I'm back in Myrtle's bathroom trying to re-salvage my makeup and stop crying again. I heard someone coming, so I ducked into a stall. "Mione?" I heard Lavender ask. "Are you in here?" I slowly opened the door. She and Parvati were standing outside. "We heard the fight going on and thought that we better check on you." Parvati held out her arms and gave me a hug. I started to cry again.
Lavender pulled something over me. It was Harry's Invisibility cloak.
"Just to get you back to our dorm room." She said as we began the walk back. When we finally got there. They took the cloak off of me and sat me on the bed. I sobbed again. Lavender quickly to a face cloth and wiped off my make-up. "It's going to be alright Hermione. Ron will get over himself." Parvati said as she unbuckled my shoes. "How mmmmuuch of the fffight did yooouu hhhear." I asked my voice still shaky. "After Ron slammed his fist." Lavender said. "So you know that." I trailed off. "Yes we know Harry is the father of your baby. We however believe that you didn't sleep with him. That this is some evil plot." Lavender finished her sentence. "Hermione, why don't you try and get some sleep?" Parvati said. "Put on a pair of my pajamas." She tossed me a pair that had cows on them. I pulled them on and slid in Lavender's bed. Lavender tucked the covers around me and turned on one of her slow song cds in her enchanted cd player. I started to drift off to sleep pretty fast. ~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~ Harry's PoV I slept on the couch again. Not wanting to face the wrath of Ron again. By this time all of the Gryffindors had heard that we had gotten into a fight, and like true Gryffindors, no one asked questions or spread any gossip. By this time however, the whole school knew she was pregnant. Rumors ranged from a fling in the Bahamas, to Malfoy's love child. One even said that it was Voldemort's kid and that he had slept with her in the form of some Muggle movie star. Josh Hartnett. I got up, showered and dressed after Dean told me Ron had left, and slowly made my way down to breakfast. For some reason no one asked why I had a black eye, they were to engrossed in the gossip about Hermione. Breakfast was busy, and I didn't see Hermione there, but she probably got up early and ate to avoid the stares. Soon the bells rang and we all rushed off to class. We had potions first, and when I arrived, Snape was in a foul mood. "Take your seat Potter." He said. I had arrived a minute late. He hadn't however taken any points off. I looked around the room and saw that Lavender and Hermione were missing. Snape didn't say a single word, however. He started lecturing us on the 15 uses for doxy wings. A small piece of paper made it's way to my desk without Snape or any of the Slytherins noticing. Ron had taken a seat near the door and still was shooting me god-awful looks. I opened the note and read the contents. Harry, Lavender and I heard the fight yesterday in the common room. We haven't told anyone. Hermione fell asleep yesterday around two, and has slept so far. Professor Dumbledor excused Lavender from classes so that Hermione wouldn't wake up alone. I have a feeling that Hermione will probably show up for afternoon classes, seeing as we have Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. She will probably skip out on Arithmacy however. Have a nice day. Parvati. Those two were really nice girls. I'm glad that Lavender stayed with Hermione. Seeing as I have a free hour between this and Curses and Counter- curses Pre-Auror class I should go check on her and see how she is doing. I kept doodling and not really paying attention to the review, but Snape seemed too preoccupied to notice. He didn't even notice that Malfoy and Blaise Zambini kept cuddling in the back corner. Soon the bell rang. I went to get up. "Potter. Stay after for a minute please." Snape said as the students filed out. He had turned out to not be as bad as he had been at the start of 5th year. "Yes sir?" I asked him. "How are you?" He asked. "Fine." I told him, not knowing where this was going. "Really?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "No. Not really." I told him "Care to elaborate." He asked. "Well, Ron thinks I knocked Hermione up, not some fertility person. He gave me this black eye. I haven't seen Mione since yesterday's debacle with Ron. I think she would like to kill me about now. And I have a headache." I told him. "Ronald has a thick head." He said as he handed me a headache draft. "Yes he does." I told him as I swallowed the potion. "New flavor." He had improved the flavor of the potion. "Yes. Actually was done by a student. Good job on that one." He said. "Don't get overwhelmed Harry, deal with things as they come, don't worry so much." He said. "Now get going. I have a 1st year class of Ravenclaws next. They are terrified of me." He smiled. I headed off towards the Gryffindor dorms. I knew I wouldn't run into Ron. He had a class that started 5 minutes after Potions. I went in the common room which only held a few students, most first years that had a half hour break. I headed up the stairs to the dorms, turning to the 7th year girls dorms. I quietly knocked and stuck my head in. Lavender turned towards me. She held her finger up to her mouth. She followed me out into the hallway. "How is she doing?" I asked. "She is still sleeping. She needed it. She was so emotionally drained. Her aura was practically non-existent." Lavender said. Lavender was big on Divination, and was actually had a better inner-eye than the old bat of a teacher. "I feel so bad after that fight with Ron." I told her. "I almost got Hermione hurt." "Hermione said you saved her from Ron. She doesn't blame you." Lavender said. "Oh." Was about all that I could say. "You better get going. People might start to suspect something when they see you outside the door." She said as she started to push me towards the stairs. "We should be in afternoon classes I think." She said. "I'll wear a red shirt if she is willing to talk to you. Blue if she isn't." "Thanks Lavender. Right now you are being a better friend than I could be." I told her.
~~~~~~~Hermione's View As soon as we walked back down to Dumbledor's office, I had stares. Cho worked fast at spreading gossip, and she knew who to spread it to. More students had come back from their spring holidays, and no one had wasted a single moment in telling them. Did Sirius get any stares? Nope, not since the Ministry had cleared his name after finding more clues that proved he wasn't involved in the murders of the Potters. It was all me. Soon we reached the office and entered. Dumbledor was nowhere to be had, but his phoenix, Fawkes started to sing as soon as we entered. He was beautiful and his song was even more beautiful than his plumage. We sat down to a lunch of ham sandwiches, potato salad, juice, and still warm chocolate chip cookies. When Sirius reached for the coffee pot I believe I gave him a heart attack. "No, no coffee." I told him. "Unless you want to review what I just ate, you won't open that pot. The smell made me throw up this morning." He grimaced. "I won't take my chances." He sent the pot back down. "I'll survive."
"I'm sorry, I just don't want to take my chances. I enjoyed lunch." I told him as I looked around Dumbledor's office. I had never spent much time up here. I avoided, or tried to avoid trouble as much as possible. It was a nice room, very cozy. "So Hermione, what are you planning on doing after graduation?" Sirius asked. "I have an interview with Flourish and Blotts as soon as my NEWTS scores get in. They have an offer for a new editor, and writer, and are looking for someone to write Hogwarts: A History in a new version, the one they have out now predates your years here. And if I get the offer to re- write it I'll be sure to mention the Marauders a few times. Just to get you into history." I told him. "Just make sure to call us Prongs, Moony and Padfoot. You can leave the other to be lost in time." Sirius said. He still hated the fact that Wormtail hadn't been caught yet. "I'll make sure to forget that name." I told him. I yawned, just realizing how tired, emotionally, and physically I was. "I almost forgot, the Professors excused you from classes tomorrow." Sirius said. "There is no way I am missing any reviews. I aim to have the highest score possible." I told him. He laughed. "Well I suggest that you hit the sack soon. It's been a long day." ~~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry's view. Professor Bradwell's office was really nice. The last time I had been here was when Moody the fake tried to kill me. There was a tray of sandwiches, potato salad, juice, coffee, and warm chocolate chip cookies. I grabbed a sandwich and a cup of coffee and sat. I needed caffeine; I was starting to feel a bit drained. "Harry, I want you to know that you don't need to try and do everything right now." Bradwell said. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "From past experiences, and from what I have heard, you have a tendency to try and fix everything at once, and making it so that no one gets hurt. One thing I mean by that is to wait a bit to try and talk with Hermione. Only do that when you both feel that the time is right. Don't try and overextend your self. You already have proven yourself to be a good friend. I do however suggest that you, Hermione, and Ron all have a chat about the recent events. Other than that, wait for a sign. I encourage you to still be friendly with Hermione, not to alienate her. Lord knows she already will be facing some, shall I say crap from the other students for being pregnant after Miss Chang's actions today. And in knowing how the rumor mill of this school works, by the time classes start tomorrow, even more will know. Speaking of tomorrow, Professor Dumbledor has excused both you and Hermione from classes tomorrow, the Professors are already aware of the situation." I started to laugh. "There is no way Hermione would miss a single day of class, especially when we are reviewing for the NEWTS. She after all might have forgotten something. I have known her for seven years, and if possible she is always at class. And if she goes, I go." I yawned. I was getting tired. It felt like I hadn't slept in weeks. "Harry?" The Professor asked "Yeah?" I said yawning again. "Go to bed." She smiled. "I'll do that." I told her. I headed back to the common room and dorm. "7th Years are the Best." I told the Fat Lady. I stepped up into the common room where I was yanked by my arm and tossed on to the couch where Hermione was already seated. "I demand to know what is going on here." Ron said. He was starting to get quite angry, he was even turning red again, and this time not embarrassed red, but highly pissed off red. I turned to Hermione. "Did he do the same thing to you?" I asked. "No, he found me when I was walking back from Dumbledor's office and informed me if I did not comply he would make sure that I had no chocolate for a week. What could I do?" She laughed. I rubbed my arm. He really had yanked hard. Ron cleared his throat. "I demand to be told facts. Good Hard Facts. As to why after the Cho incident I could not find either of you for the rest of the day. Why I saw Sirius here in school. Why neither of you two showed up for lunch and why people keep saying that Hermione is carrying Draco Malfoy's love child." At the last comment Mione and I cracked up. "This is not funny." He said. "Yeah, actually it is. While I no longer hate Malfoy, I would never have children with him." She was still laughing. All of a sudden Ron slammed his hand on one of the tables. It made Mione jump a foot and we both stopped laughing. "Ron lighten up." I could tell he had really scared Mione. "I am not going to lighten up until you both tell me the truth, the whole truth. I am sick of always being the last to know." He had gone beyond the angry red color, and had started to turn normal colored again. This meant business. ~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~ Hermione's PoV When he slammed his hand I jumped a foot. I didn't think he was that mad. Harry tried to reason with him a bit. That had only made things worse. I looked over at Harry and he looked at me. It was now, or face the angry Ronald. "Should you or I?" I asked Harry quietly. "Maybe I should. I have no clue how he is going to react." Harry said, again trying to protect me. "Fine with me." I whispered to him. "Ron. We found out who the father is." Harry told him slowly. "Hermione and I were just off in separate places thinking how we are going to deal with this newest task." He handled the situation quiet well. "Is that true Hermione?" Ron asked. "Yes it is." I told him quietly. "So you are carrying Harry's baby, yet have never slept with him or anything like that?" Ron seemed to not believe the Voldemort factor. "I have never touched her Ron Weasley and you damn well know that." Harry started to get up. "And if you don't choose to believe us and the experts, then I guess you aren't the friend to either of us that we thought you were." I stood up not wanting to see any blood shed. "Lets just all take some time to cool off now." I said trying to be diplomatic. "Why the hell should I listen to you?" Ron snarled at me. "You're just a little slut." Harry lunged at Ron.
"STOP IT!" I screamed. "RIGHT NOW GOD DAMNIT!" My sudden outburst caused them to stop dead in their tracks. "I'm sorry." I said as I bolted out of the door to find someplace to think about the combustion that I had caused. ~~~~~*********~~~~~~ Harry's PoV After she ran out of the room Ron and I stood there for a second trying to comprehend what all had just happened. "See what you did. Hermione and I are telling you the truth, and you can't get it through your thick head. Hermione is having a really tough time with this, tougher than I am. I am still trying to figure this all out." I told Ron as I backed away from him. "Yeah, well I don't think I can consider you a friend anymore. I still a. don't believe you, and b. cannot you held this behind my back all day long." Ron said, still fuming. "I AM TELLING THE TRUTH!" I told him. He suddenly decked me. "I am tired of you. I am tired of being the sidekick. I am also tired of you and your pathetic life. You must have used the 'Poor me, I have no parents, my relatives are asses' to get her to sleep with you." He said, decking me again. "My mum was right way back in fourth year, neither of you two can be trusted." HE stormed off. I reached up and wiped the blood from the cut on my lip. "Thanks for understanding man, thanks a whole fucking lot!" I kicked the table out of my way and went to find Sirius. I figured he'd still be here somewhere. I pulled my map out of my pocket. Ron was in the dorm, the little speech bubble held more profanity than anything I had ever seen. Hermione was back in Myrtle's bathroom. Sirius was in the kitchen. I made my way to the fruit painting and tickled the pear, slipping in the entrance. Sirius was sitting at a table working his way through a mound of cookies. "God what happened to you?" Sirius asked as I sat next to him. "Ronald Weasley." I said. One of the elves brought over a mirror and a rag. "For Mister Potter. His Wezzey got mad." It was one of Dobby's friends. I looked in the mirror. My lip had already started to swell and I knew I was going to have a black eye tomorrow. "Sirius, is there anything you can do for this?" I asked my godfather. "Not really. Black eyes can't be healed, and the lip will go down. I take it Ron was not happy when you talked." Sirius set down his newspaper. "Happiness was an understatement. He thinks I slept with Hermione. He thinks this is an elaborate lie. I thought he was going to deck her for a minute back there. He called her a slut and said that his mother had been right about us back in fourth year." I told him. I grabbed a cookie and shoved it in my mouth. "Has Ron ever liked Hermione?" Sirius asked. "Yeah, after the Yule ball and through part of 5th year. Then he decided that he liked Hannah Abbot." I told Sirius. "Then it was Cho, this year, Susan Bones and Julie Moon." I told him. "Do you think Ron could have still had feelings for Hermione, and thinks that somehow this went against your friendship?" Sirius asked. "It could be, I thought he got over her a long time ago." I told him. "And I only see Hermione as a good friend." "See, this could be the reason for the black eye. Could Ron think you have feelings for Hermione since the Ginny debacle ended in September?" Sirius asked. "No, I dated around for a while, and didn't seem to find anyone to my liking. I told him that." I remembered the conversation. "Well, maybe he thought that you took the opportunity to date Hermione, liked her, and chose not to tell him because you wanted to see if it would work out." Sirius said. "I never dated her. She had Justin for a while, Seamus last year, and this year said she didn't want to be tied down." I remember when Mione was telling us that during the first Hogsmeade weekend. We had been celebrating her birthday. We sat and ate cookies for a while longer. ~~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~ Hermione's view Ron was mad. Beyond mad. For a moment back there I thought he was going to attack me. Harry stepped up to him before Ron got a chance. Now I'm back in Myrtle's bathroom trying to re-salvage my makeup and stop crying again. I heard someone coming, so I ducked into a stall. "Mione?" I heard Lavender ask. "Are you in here?" I slowly opened the door. She and Parvati were standing outside. "We heard the fight going on and thought that we better check on you." Parvati held out her arms and gave me a hug. I started to cry again.
Lavender pulled something over me. It was Harry's Invisibility cloak.
"Just to get you back to our dorm room." She said as we began the walk back. When we finally got there. They took the cloak off of me and sat me on the bed. I sobbed again. Lavender quickly to a face cloth and wiped off my make-up. "It's going to be alright Hermione. Ron will get over himself." Parvati said as she unbuckled my shoes. "How mmmmuuch of the fffight did yooouu hhhear." I asked my voice still shaky. "After Ron slammed his fist." Lavender said. "So you know that." I trailed off. "Yes we know Harry is the father of your baby. We however believe that you didn't sleep with him. That this is some evil plot." Lavender finished her sentence. "Hermione, why don't you try and get some sleep?" Parvati said. "Put on a pair of my pajamas." She tossed me a pair that had cows on them. I pulled them on and slid in Lavender's bed. Lavender tucked the covers around me and turned on one of her slow song cds in her enchanted cd player. I started to drift off to sleep pretty fast. ~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~ Harry's PoV I slept on the couch again. Not wanting to face the wrath of Ron again. By this time all of the Gryffindors had heard that we had gotten into a fight, and like true Gryffindors, no one asked questions or spread any gossip. By this time however, the whole school knew she was pregnant. Rumors ranged from a fling in the Bahamas, to Malfoy's love child. One even said that it was Voldemort's kid and that he had slept with her in the form of some Muggle movie star. Josh Hartnett. I got up, showered and dressed after Dean told me Ron had left, and slowly made my way down to breakfast. For some reason no one asked why I had a black eye, they were to engrossed in the gossip about Hermione. Breakfast was busy, and I didn't see Hermione there, but she probably got up early and ate to avoid the stares. Soon the bells rang and we all rushed off to class. We had potions first, and when I arrived, Snape was in a foul mood. "Take your seat Potter." He said. I had arrived a minute late. He hadn't however taken any points off. I looked around the room and saw that Lavender and Hermione were missing. Snape didn't say a single word, however. He started lecturing us on the 15 uses for doxy wings. A small piece of paper made it's way to my desk without Snape or any of the Slytherins noticing. Ron had taken a seat near the door and still was shooting me god-awful looks. I opened the note and read the contents. Harry, Lavender and I heard the fight yesterday in the common room. We haven't told anyone. Hermione fell asleep yesterday around two, and has slept so far. Professor Dumbledor excused Lavender from classes so that Hermione wouldn't wake up alone. I have a feeling that Hermione will probably show up for afternoon classes, seeing as we have Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. She will probably skip out on Arithmacy however. Have a nice day. Parvati. Those two were really nice girls. I'm glad that Lavender stayed with Hermione. Seeing as I have a free hour between this and Curses and Counter- curses Pre-Auror class I should go check on her and see how she is doing. I kept doodling and not really paying attention to the review, but Snape seemed too preoccupied to notice. He didn't even notice that Malfoy and Blaise Zambini kept cuddling in the back corner. Soon the bell rang. I went to get up. "Potter. Stay after for a minute please." Snape said as the students filed out. He had turned out to not be as bad as he had been at the start of 5th year. "Yes sir?" I asked him. "How are you?" He asked. "Fine." I told him, not knowing where this was going. "Really?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "No. Not really." I told him "Care to elaborate." He asked. "Well, Ron thinks I knocked Hermione up, not some fertility person. He gave me this black eye. I haven't seen Mione since yesterday's debacle with Ron. I think she would like to kill me about now. And I have a headache." I told him. "Ronald has a thick head." He said as he handed me a headache draft. "Yes he does." I told him as I swallowed the potion. "New flavor." He had improved the flavor of the potion. "Yes. Actually was done by a student. Good job on that one." He said. "Don't get overwhelmed Harry, deal with things as they come, don't worry so much." He said. "Now get going. I have a 1st year class of Ravenclaws next. They are terrified of me." He smiled. I headed off towards the Gryffindor dorms. I knew I wouldn't run into Ron. He had a class that started 5 minutes after Potions. I went in the common room which only held a few students, most first years that had a half hour break. I headed up the stairs to the dorms, turning to the 7th year girls dorms. I quietly knocked and stuck my head in. Lavender turned towards me. She held her finger up to her mouth. She followed me out into the hallway. "How is she doing?" I asked. "She is still sleeping. She needed it. She was so emotionally drained. Her aura was practically non-existent." Lavender said. Lavender was big on Divination, and was actually had a better inner-eye than the old bat of a teacher. "I feel so bad after that fight with Ron." I told her. "I almost got Hermione hurt." "Hermione said you saved her from Ron. She doesn't blame you." Lavender said. "Oh." Was about all that I could say. "You better get going. People might start to suspect something when they see you outside the door." She said as she started to push me towards the stairs. "We should be in afternoon classes I think." She said. "I'll wear a red shirt if she is willing to talk to you. Blue if she isn't." "Thanks Lavender. Right now you are being a better friend than I could be." I told her.
