A/n: Yay for me! I uploaded faster than I thought I would've! I just want to get this story finished and over with so I can start another one hehehe. This chapter's quite boring actually, nothing special really happens in here. It's not really important you don't have to read it but I suggest you read the parts near the end.

Chapter twenty three

            "I never knew you had that angry, I'm-gonna-kick-your-ass side Hermione!" Ron teased as him and Hermione walked to the Quidditch Pitch.

            Hermione laughed. "Well I don't know. Everyone has their limits."

            Ron agreed and held Hermione's hand tightly. Suddenly his expression became serious. "Are you sure you're not interested in that Malfoy git anymore?"

            "Don't worry. I'm only interested in you now, and only you." Hermione assured him. "I learned my lesson with him."

            "He doesn't deserve a great girl like you." Ron said which made Hermione blush. "You don't deserve an asshole like him either. You deserve so much better."

            "What are you saying?" Hermione asked.

            "Well, it's just that…" Ron's voice trailed of. "I'm having doubts about, you know, us."

            "Ron, what are you talking about?" Hermione's tone of voice became higher. "Are you saying that this – us – should be over?"

            "No of course not! I'd never dream of ending this!" Ron replied. "I'm just saying…maybe I don't deserve you."

            "What are you talking about Ron? I don't even know if I deserve you!" Hermione answered. "It doesn't matter to me anymore! I love you and that's what counts." She leaned closer to Ron and kissed him fiercely.

            "Wow Hermione. I've never seen that side of you either, and I wanna see more of it!" Ron said as he kissed her again.

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            "What's gonna happen to us Harry?" Ginny asked Harry that night in the Gryffindor common room. They were sitting next to each other on the couch in front of the fireplace, with Ginny's head resting on Harry's shoulder. "What's gonna happen when the school year ends?"

            Harry kissed her softly on the forehead. "I already told you.  You must've been sleeping again when I did."       

            Ginny giggled. "Probably."
            "I'm gonna try to get a job here in Hogwarts." Harry told her once more.

            "What if you don't get one?" Ginny asked worriedly. "What are you applying for anyway?"

            "Oh, I don't know. Anything besides Filch's job. But if I have to do it, then I will." Harry replied.

            "Have you even told Dumbledore about it?" Ginny asked as she lifted her head and faced Harry. "What if there are no more job positions for you?"

            "Don't worry a bit about it, Gin. I'm practically a shoo-in. I know there's an open job here. I'm sure of it." Harry assured her, but deep in his head he thought, I never really thought about this…what if there are no open jobs here in Hogwarts? Maybe it's time I should ask Dumbledore.

            "Good." Ginny smiled. "I couldn't bear to think that I'd have to spend a whole year here without you." Ginny kissed him on the cheek and cuddled up to him.

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            The next day was the last day of March. Exams were coming up around the corner and everyone was nervous. Even Hermione.

            I haven't studied at all for the past few months! I should've studied back in January but I didn't bother to think of exams back then. She thought as she remembered when she found out she was pregnant. She was around 3 months pregnant now, and more and more students are noticing it. She made sure to wear baggy clothes so it wouldn't be as obvious but since practically the whole school found out, it doesn't really make much of a difference. Ron, Hermione, Harry and of course, including Ginny, spent most of their time in library, cramming for exams. For once, Ron didn't complain. He loved spending every minute of the day with Hermione, even if it meant studying.

            "Who is Bulimaniciarada Bjork?" Hermione questioned Harry and Ron. Harry and Ron looked at each other.

            "Bu-who?" Ron asked with a confused look.

            "Ugh, I can't believe you don't know!" Hermione said frustratedly. "Come to think of it...even I don't remember who she is! I'll be right back." Hermione quickly got up and headed to the enormous bookshelves. She realized that she was starting to lose her ability to learn things just by hearing or seeing them once or twice.

            Where is that damned book? She asked herself. She stepped on the 5th step on a stepping stool to reach the books that she couldn't. Hmm…where is it? A-ha! There it is! She leaned over a bit and grabbed on a huge, thick book called 'Sorcerers, Sorceresses and everything about them'. Suddenly she leaned too much and the weight of the book pulled her down, causing her to fall.

            Just then, something caught her, just in time to break her fall. The thing that caught her gently set her down on the floor and said, "Are you alright?"

            "Uhh…yes I'm quite alright. Thank you." Hermione said gratefully. She turned around to thank her savior but he – she was pretty sure it was a man, she could tell by how strong his arms were – was gone. Strange, she thought. Very strange…

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            "Uh, excuse me professor. May I come inside to see Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked as Professor McGonagall stepped out of the statue.

            "What for?" McGonagall asked.

            "I - er – I have to ask him something." Harry said.

            "About what? Surely you can ask me instead. Do you have any idea what time it is?" McGonagall demanded.

            "Well, I was just wondering…could I perhaps….apply for a job here?" Harry inquired.

            "A job? Here at Hogwarts?" McGonagall asked surprisingly. "What kind of job are you interested in?"

            "I don't care what type of job, though I prefer being a broom instructor like Madame Hooch or something like that." Harry told her.

            "Oh. Well, I'm very sorry Harry." The professor paused. She looked at Harry sternly and gently at the same time. "I doubt that there are any positions open for you here. We already have a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Ms. Figg. And Madame Hooch doesn't look like she's going to be retiring anytime soon."

            Harry suddenly became worried. "I – I could do Filch's job!"

            McGonagall shook her head. "Filch does his job quite well by himself. We tried hiring another caretaker to work with him. It was nasty business! Filch became quite insane and we had to fire the other caretaker."

            "But please, surely there's another job somewhere for me?" Harry pleaded.

            "I don't know. I'll discuss it with the other professors when we have a meeting. Good night Harry." And with that, McGonagall went back inside.

A/n: o0o0ohhh I told you this wasn't much of an exciting chapter but it was actually pretty long. Thanks to the reviewers of course! Meow-chan I agree with you, I guess I did go pretty fast but I just wanted other things to happen so I made the things that had to happen in between fast so the things I wanted to happen would happen! Whoa did that make any sense? Thanks a lot to Stephanie A.M. too! Awww your review really flattered me thanks a lot!