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"What do you need my help to?" Harry asked, sounding both worried but also curious.

"Well, the thing is that.." Ginny started, but Hermione interrupted her by putter a hand on her shoulder.

"Let me" she said. "Harry, you see, when I met Ginny this morning, it was actually because I had hired Abigail Warden, Gin.."

"Yes, I know that Ginny work as Abigail. But what would you need a detective for?" Harry interrupted her.

"Don't interrupt me Harry, it's not polite. Well, I wanted help to finding Ron."

"Ron. But Hermione, Ron is gone. Dead" Harry said, not showing any emotion at all.

Hermione flinched as the word 'dead' came up. "We don't know that Harry, we don't know that, we don't!!" Hermione said, trying to convince Harry. And probably herself too.

"HE IS, SO STOP THAT BULLSHIT HERMIONE!"

"NO!! WE DON'T KNOW THAT! AND MAYBE."

"Hey you two, please sit down and talk as two grown-ups, please" Ginny said, trying to drag Hermione down on the bed again.

Both Harry and Hermione sat down again, and Harry said calmly,

"Hermione, why can't you just let it be? There's no need to rip open the old wounds, and start bleeding again. It was hard enough the first time. I don't want to go through that again"

Hermione had been looking down at the bed, while Harry had spoken. She looked up, tears in her eyes, "but I never stopped bleeding"

Totally silence. Nobody said anything. The only thing there could be heard was the voices from downstairs, and Hermione's sobs.

After what felt like hours, but only was minutes, Hermione stopped crying, dried her face with her sleeve, and said, "There's something I have to tell you. I know I shouldn't have kept this a secret, and I don't know why I did, but.. I have a child"

Ginny and Harry looked at Hermione stunned, "You mean..?" Harry asked, what Ginny was thinking.

"I mean, we, Ron and I do" she said, tears starting to show in her eyes again.

Ginny had no idea what to say, and was hoping that Harry would, but he didn't say anything. "Her name is Melissa, she's 5 years old now"

"But how can it be Ron's. I mean, he disappeared in August 99, and you left in October 2000. And you weren't pregnant when you were here" Ginny said, trying to figure it all out.

"I found out I was pregnant three months after, you know, and I gave birth in May 2000."

"But.."

"I hid it from you. I was wearing big sweaters and stuff"

"But why would you do that?" Ginny asked.

"I was, I don't know. I was devastated that Ron was gone, and overjoyed about this beautiful little girl that was ours, and everything was a mess. I was a mess, I couldn't handle more than one thing in my life. And I chose Melissa, over searching like crazy over somebody everybody else believed was dead"

"But why are you starting again now?" this was almost too much for Ginny.

"I, Melissa started in muggle school, kindergarden, last month, and she sees how all her friends have a mum and dad, and she only has a mum. You know, she's starting asking about her daddy. Here, last week she said 'mummy, where is my daddy? Why isn't he here and playing with me, like Bella's daddy plays with Bella? Doesn't he love me?' I tell you, I cried like never before. And Melissa was just staring at me with those beautiful blue eyes, and I said, 'of course he loves you sweetie, it's just. he'll be back soon. Very soon, I promise'"

"You promised her that you would find him, even thought you know that he is, most likely, dead" Harry said. The first thing he had said in a long time.

"I, I don't know. I don't. I just.. I love that girl so much, and I can't stand to see her un-happy. And now she asks me everybody when her daddy will come home. I have to try, I just have to!"

Harry was silent, lost in his own thoughts, and Ginny hated the silence, but could find nothing to say. A child. Ron's child. Her mum would be so happy.

"Okay, Hermione. I'll help you. You are my friend. Just remember one thing, though" Harry said,

"What?"

"This is painful for me too"

Hermione nodded.

"So, you have any picture of your bundle of joy?"

Hermione smiled, and found her purse, and took out a stack of pictures, and sent them to Harry, who passed them to Ginny. "Yep, beautiful child indeed. Very Weasley"

I think I said that you'd found out what happened to Ron in this chapter, didn't I? Well, next chapter then. The thing is, I prefer shorter chapters, and then maybe more of them..

Yeah, I know it's very dragged..