Just a LITTLE Problem

Chapter three: Circles

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Sirius's mind was so full of thoughts whirling around his head that he didn't know what to think. He glanced over at Remus, wondering what he thought. Remus looked calm and Ron - well, he looked like he'd just realized the Devil had a halo and wings. The thought of Satan with a halo over his head and wings at his back was enough to make him laugh. Everyone turned to face him. How can he be laughing, Harry wondered. Hermione opened her mouth and then clamped it shut. She turned on her heel and strode out the door. "Thanks," Harry muttered sarcastically. And he hurried after her.

"Wha---Harry wait up!" Ron said, shooting out of his seat. "I don't get it Sirius? How can you laugh?" and Ron was off after them. Harry hadn't waited.

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Harry picked up his step- jogging to catch up with Hermione. Turning to face him she uttered helplessly, "Harry." Her cheeks were stained with salty glittering tears. He froze, the sight going straight to his heart. It wasn't fair, he thought. "Hermione…" He didn't know what to say. Wrapping his arms around her he inhaled her scent. Ron stared at them. He felt like he was going in circles. When had they become more than just friends. He didn't understand. Yes he did. Harry and Hermione cared about each other in the love love, will you marry me way. And Hermione had gotten pregnant. How he couldn't understand. She'd obviously just told him. If what'd happened earlier in the library was anything to go by, then she'd realized something big earlier. Maybe she just found out herself. No that was absurd, and yet… He snapped back into reality as Sirius, closely followed by Remus, ran out of the Three Broom Sticks. "Where are-" they were already running down the street, having spotted them disappearing around the corner. Ron feeling irritated with himself followed. He decided that he wouldn't say anything. He wouldn't know what to ask anyway. Besides, Remus and Sirius would ask the right questions so he'd get the answers anyhow. Everything, he though, would make sense later. Hopefully.

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Harry could hear them behind him and yet he didn't care. His step didn't falter. The only thing that mattered was the woman in front of him. Hermione ran. She didn't stop. Harry behind her. Nothing was ever going to be the same. Nothing.

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End of chapter three.

A/N. Well what do you guy's think? Are they acting in character? Should I change anything? What do you think about mpreg? What do you like and dislike about this so far?

On another note I don't think I mentioned that their in their seventh and final year at Hogwarts.