A.N. This chapter takes place after they've gotten the rest of their furniture and Hermione is four months along.
CHAPTER 7
For Every Hello
Hermione woke up to find Harry already dressed and on his way out of their bedroom.
"Harry?" she mumbled. Harry stopped dead and turned around to face her.
"Yes, Love?"
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, um...you see, Claire just sent me a letter saying that we need to leave for Germany immediately."
"Why?" asked Hermione, who was suddenly very awake.
"Death Eaters, Hermione. I wouldn't leave unless it were important." He said defensively. Hermione sighed and glanced down at her slowly rounding stomach.
"Do you see the condition that I'm in?"
"Yes, I do."
"Who's child am I having?"
"Mine...ours."
"Exactly. Harry, it seems like whenever things get good, you up and leave again. When are you going to stop leaving your pregnant wife home alone?" Hermione said, getting a little worked up.
"Hermione..."
"How long will you be gone this time? Three, four days? A week?"
"A month." He replied.
"What?!"
"I'm sorry." He said. "But this is important."
"Important?! You're talking to me about something being important? Look at me! This is important!" she shouted, pointing at her stomach. "You cannot leave me for a whole month of this pregnancy!"
"Hermione-"
"Don't you and Claire have another partner?"
"Tonks." He replied, nodding his head.
"Well, how come she never has Tonks assist her? Why is it always you?"
"I don't know, Hermione."
"The hell you don't." she muttered.
"I beg your pardon?" Hermione didn't answer. "Do you actually think that I would do that to you?" she still did not answer. "You do!"
"Don't you DARE yell at me!" she hollered at him, frightening him so much that he backed into the wall. "YOU AREN'T THE PREGNANT ONE BEING LEFT BY HER HUSBAND FOR A MONTH! SO DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT YELLING AT ME! GOT THAT?!" Harry simply nodded. "Good." She replied, slightly out of breath. She sat back down on the bed.
Harry had no idea what to do. He was afraid she would kill him if he walked out of the room, and afraid that she would yell at him if he spoke.
"Go." She said, pointing to the door.
"What?"
"Go on your little mission, and capture those Death Eaters. But if you are gone for even a day more than a month, I myself will come to bring you back. And if I have to come in get you, you better find a really good place to hide." She growled at him. He nodded, and walked over to the bed.
"I love you, Hermione."
"I love you too, Harry." She said, kissing him good-bye.
"I'm sorry."
"Its fine. It just seems like everyone in the world gets a hello for every good-bye. But I feel like my hellos and good-byes are uneven. I've heard more good-byes out of you than anything, and I'm growing rather weary of it." Harry let what she had just told him sink in. He felt terrible, but he just had to go.
"I don't want to say good-bye anymore." He said sorrowfully.
"You don't have to. Just go." He hugged and kissed her, then apparated over to Germany.
"Good-bye." Hermione said to the air.
CHAPTER 7
For Every Hello
Hermione woke up to find Harry already dressed and on his way out of their bedroom.
"Harry?" she mumbled. Harry stopped dead and turned around to face her.
"Yes, Love?"
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, um...you see, Claire just sent me a letter saying that we need to leave for Germany immediately."
"Why?" asked Hermione, who was suddenly very awake.
"Death Eaters, Hermione. I wouldn't leave unless it were important." He said defensively. Hermione sighed and glanced down at her slowly rounding stomach.
"Do you see the condition that I'm in?"
"Yes, I do."
"Who's child am I having?"
"Mine...ours."
"Exactly. Harry, it seems like whenever things get good, you up and leave again. When are you going to stop leaving your pregnant wife home alone?" Hermione said, getting a little worked up.
"Hermione..."
"How long will you be gone this time? Three, four days? A week?"
"A month." He replied.
"What?!"
"I'm sorry." He said. "But this is important."
"Important?! You're talking to me about something being important? Look at me! This is important!" she shouted, pointing at her stomach. "You cannot leave me for a whole month of this pregnancy!"
"Hermione-"
"Don't you and Claire have another partner?"
"Tonks." He replied, nodding his head.
"Well, how come she never has Tonks assist her? Why is it always you?"
"I don't know, Hermione."
"The hell you don't." she muttered.
"I beg your pardon?" Hermione didn't answer. "Do you actually think that I would do that to you?" she still did not answer. "You do!"
"Don't you DARE yell at me!" she hollered at him, frightening him so much that he backed into the wall. "YOU AREN'T THE PREGNANT ONE BEING LEFT BY HER HUSBAND FOR A MONTH! SO DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT YELLING AT ME! GOT THAT?!" Harry simply nodded. "Good." She replied, slightly out of breath. She sat back down on the bed.
Harry had no idea what to do. He was afraid she would kill him if he walked out of the room, and afraid that she would yell at him if he spoke.
"Go." She said, pointing to the door.
"What?"
"Go on your little mission, and capture those Death Eaters. But if you are gone for even a day more than a month, I myself will come to bring you back. And if I have to come in get you, you better find a really good place to hide." She growled at him. He nodded, and walked over to the bed.
"I love you, Hermione."
"I love you too, Harry." She said, kissing him good-bye.
"I'm sorry."
"Its fine. It just seems like everyone in the world gets a hello for every good-bye. But I feel like my hellos and good-byes are uneven. I've heard more good-byes out of you than anything, and I'm growing rather weary of it." Harry let what she had just told him sink in. He felt terrible, but he just had to go.
"I don't want to say good-bye anymore." He said sorrowfully.
"You don't have to. Just go." He hugged and kissed her, then apparated over to Germany.
"Good-bye." Hermione said to the air.