Chapter Two
Harry woke up wrapped tightly in some old, faded, patchwork quilts, the smell of mothballs, potions, and fried eggs lingering through the room.
"Go back to sleep, honey, you need your rest," cooed Hermione Granger, who was Harry's fiancé, as well as the first human Gringotts employee in history.
"I feel so weak, sweetheart, lean down here," Harry whispered.
Hermione obeyed, and Harry grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto the bed, kissing her tenderly. Hermione pulled away, "Honey, you're weak, all this can wait."
"Are you keeping something from me?" asked a puzzled Harry.
"No! I'm fine," Hermione stuttered quickly, before stumbling for appearantly no reason.
"Hermione, Is there anything you want to tell me?" asked Harry tentatively.
"Harry, I think I'm-I think I'm Pregnant," she confided.
Harry grinned, "I'm so proud, Baby. It'll all be fine, we'll move the wedding to July, and I'll apply for a raise at work," he stumbled over the words as if he were reassuring himself as well as his bride-to-be.
Harry woke up wrapped tightly in some old, faded, patchwork quilts, the smell of mothballs, potions, and fried eggs lingering through the room.
"Go back to sleep, honey, you need your rest," cooed Hermione Granger, who was Harry's fiancé, as well as the first human Gringotts employee in history.
"I feel so weak, sweetheart, lean down here," Harry whispered.
Hermione obeyed, and Harry grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto the bed, kissing her tenderly. Hermione pulled away, "Honey, you're weak, all this can wait."
"Are you keeping something from me?" asked a puzzled Harry.
"No! I'm fine," Hermione stuttered quickly, before stumbling for appearantly no reason.
"Hermione, Is there anything you want to tell me?" asked Harry tentatively.
"Harry, I think I'm-I think I'm Pregnant," she confided.
Harry grinned, "I'm so proud, Baby. It'll all be fine, we'll move the wedding to July, and I'll apply for a raise at work," he stumbled over the words as if he were reassuring himself as well as his bride-to-be.
