The spring rain flew all around Harry as he pulled his cloak closer to him.
The rain was coming down extremely hard and soaking right through his
cloak.
The street was deserted. No one was out and no one wanted to be in this awful weather. Harry picked up his pace towards Double Drinks & Jokes. Fred and George Weasley had opened a joke shop and bar all in one in Hogsmeade. They were actually quite successful. The twins even offered Harry and Ron a job after school got out.
Harry pushed open the huge oak door and walked into a heavily scented room.
"Harry! How are ya?" One the twins, Harry wasn't sure which one, called across the room from behind the bar counter. Harry took off his cloak and hung it on the hooks. The room smelled of burning wood and joke firecrackers. Harry strode over to the bar and took a seat. There was only three other costumers: two of them looking at joke books and one reading by the fire.
"What can I do for ya, Harry 'ol pal?"
"Can I have a bottle of Weasley Whiskey?" Harry rubbed his eyes. He hadn't slept all night; for he was too preoccupied by thinking about the news Hermione had given him the night before.she was pregnant. A chill ran down his spine every time he said those very words.
"Um..,maybe that's not such a good idea. You don't want a repeat of that party night now do ya?" Harry lifted his head and looked at the twin, his face full of anger.
"Fred, just give the man what he wants. Doesn't it look like he needs one? I mean c'mon. He looks like he hasn't slept or eaten for a while." Said George coming from around the corner. Fred shrugged his shoulders and turned to get Harry his order. Fred placed an ice-cold bottle in front of Harry. He took the bottle and took a long gulp.
"Geez, what's eaten you?" George came around the bar and sat in the seat next to the seventeen year old. Fred leaned on the counter so he could hear the conversation.
"Hermione.is.pregnant."
"Congratulations!" Fred's face was a huge smile. He looked down at his friend and his face fell. "Um.I'm a bit confused. Aren't you supposed to be excited?"
"Hermione asked me the same thing. I'm seventeen! Why the hell should I be excited?"
"Um.let's see. You created a life, Harry. It doesn't matter what age you are, it should always be exciting."
"How would you know, have you been told that your best friend is pregnant by you?" Harry shot George a dirty look. He took another swig of the cold liquid and put his head on the table.
"Yes."
Harry lifted his head and looked directly at the twin. "Come again?"
"I said 'yes'. My girlfriend is pregnant. Does the name Angelina Johnson ring a bell?"
"Yeah, but that's different."
"And how so?"
"You are two years older! You're nineteen as apposed to seventeen."
"So, its still a child and I'm still excited, as you should be. Hermione didn't do anything wrong. She didn't do this to herself and you shouldn't be mad at her. You helped with the process."
"I guess you're right." Harry ran his hands through his damp black locks. "I was just so surprised. I didn't want to have children.ever. I was always afraid of the fear of me and my wife dying.leaving behind the child to never really get to know their parents.like what happened to me."
"I assure you that won't happen."
"How? No one can ever tell when someone is going to die."
"Harry! Look at your past! You've defeated Lord Voldemort several times since you were a baby, almost dying each time. And did you die?"
"No." He said it slowly and flatly. He took another sip of his whiskey and drained the bottle. "Thanks for talking with me. You guys are great. And congratulations on the baby, George."
"See? You're excited about my baby so you should be even more excited about yours, right?"
"Sure, I'll try. I gotta get going now." Harry wrapped his cloak tightly around his self and headed out the door. He turned back and poked his head through the door. "I don't have any money right now to pay, so how about I come back on Saturday?"
"Don't worry about it. It's on us. Now go, tell Hermione how you really feel."
"Thanks." Harry turned to face the cold, wet rain and headed back to Hogwarts.
~~~~*~~~~
The rain pounded on the window of the Girl's dormitory. Hermione was sitting in the window seat, wrapped in a wool blanket. She watched the rain fall to the lake, making ripples from each drop. Her head was pounding and she felt the need to relieve her stomach almost always.
'I will not cry.' She thought. 'I know Harry was just surprised, he'll blow over.' But thinking to her self did not help and one silent tear rolled from her eye and down her cheek. She didn't bother to wipe it away. Instead she let it fall off her chin on to the blanket.
"Oh god! What have I done? Why did I do that to make me suffer? Oh god please let this be easy!" She couldn't hold back the true feelings and burst out crying. She buried her head in the blanket and leaned on the window. She spent the rest of the afternoon there, missing all of her classes.
~To Be Continued~
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A/N: okay, sorry that was soooooooo short. I'm kinda at a writer's block. I have a good thing happening, but I need something in between here and there. Thanks for all of you that reviewed!!! K bye!!! luv blah gurl
The street was deserted. No one was out and no one wanted to be in this awful weather. Harry picked up his pace towards Double Drinks & Jokes. Fred and George Weasley had opened a joke shop and bar all in one in Hogsmeade. They were actually quite successful. The twins even offered Harry and Ron a job after school got out.
Harry pushed open the huge oak door and walked into a heavily scented room.
"Harry! How are ya?" One the twins, Harry wasn't sure which one, called across the room from behind the bar counter. Harry took off his cloak and hung it on the hooks. The room smelled of burning wood and joke firecrackers. Harry strode over to the bar and took a seat. There was only three other costumers: two of them looking at joke books and one reading by the fire.
"What can I do for ya, Harry 'ol pal?"
"Can I have a bottle of Weasley Whiskey?" Harry rubbed his eyes. He hadn't slept all night; for he was too preoccupied by thinking about the news Hermione had given him the night before.she was pregnant. A chill ran down his spine every time he said those very words.
"Um..,maybe that's not such a good idea. You don't want a repeat of that party night now do ya?" Harry lifted his head and looked at the twin, his face full of anger.
"Fred, just give the man what he wants. Doesn't it look like he needs one? I mean c'mon. He looks like he hasn't slept or eaten for a while." Said George coming from around the corner. Fred shrugged his shoulders and turned to get Harry his order. Fred placed an ice-cold bottle in front of Harry. He took the bottle and took a long gulp.
"Geez, what's eaten you?" George came around the bar and sat in the seat next to the seventeen year old. Fred leaned on the counter so he could hear the conversation.
"Hermione.is.pregnant."
"Congratulations!" Fred's face was a huge smile. He looked down at his friend and his face fell. "Um.I'm a bit confused. Aren't you supposed to be excited?"
"Hermione asked me the same thing. I'm seventeen! Why the hell should I be excited?"
"Um.let's see. You created a life, Harry. It doesn't matter what age you are, it should always be exciting."
"How would you know, have you been told that your best friend is pregnant by you?" Harry shot George a dirty look. He took another swig of the cold liquid and put his head on the table.
"Yes."
Harry lifted his head and looked directly at the twin. "Come again?"
"I said 'yes'. My girlfriend is pregnant. Does the name Angelina Johnson ring a bell?"
"Yeah, but that's different."
"And how so?"
"You are two years older! You're nineteen as apposed to seventeen."
"So, its still a child and I'm still excited, as you should be. Hermione didn't do anything wrong. She didn't do this to herself and you shouldn't be mad at her. You helped with the process."
"I guess you're right." Harry ran his hands through his damp black locks. "I was just so surprised. I didn't want to have children.ever. I was always afraid of the fear of me and my wife dying.leaving behind the child to never really get to know their parents.like what happened to me."
"I assure you that won't happen."
"How? No one can ever tell when someone is going to die."
"Harry! Look at your past! You've defeated Lord Voldemort several times since you were a baby, almost dying each time. And did you die?"
"No." He said it slowly and flatly. He took another sip of his whiskey and drained the bottle. "Thanks for talking with me. You guys are great. And congratulations on the baby, George."
"See? You're excited about my baby so you should be even more excited about yours, right?"
"Sure, I'll try. I gotta get going now." Harry wrapped his cloak tightly around his self and headed out the door. He turned back and poked his head through the door. "I don't have any money right now to pay, so how about I come back on Saturday?"
"Don't worry about it. It's on us. Now go, tell Hermione how you really feel."
"Thanks." Harry turned to face the cold, wet rain and headed back to Hogwarts.
~~~~*~~~~
The rain pounded on the window of the Girl's dormitory. Hermione was sitting in the window seat, wrapped in a wool blanket. She watched the rain fall to the lake, making ripples from each drop. Her head was pounding and she felt the need to relieve her stomach almost always.
'I will not cry.' She thought. 'I know Harry was just surprised, he'll blow over.' But thinking to her self did not help and one silent tear rolled from her eye and down her cheek. She didn't bother to wipe it away. Instead she let it fall off her chin on to the blanket.
"Oh god! What have I done? Why did I do that to make me suffer? Oh god please let this be easy!" She couldn't hold back the true feelings and burst out crying. She buried her head in the blanket and leaned on the window. She spent the rest of the afternoon there, missing all of her classes.
~To Be Continued~
****************************************************************************
A/N: okay, sorry that was soooooooo short. I'm kinda at a writer's block. I have a good thing happening, but I need something in between here and there. Thanks for all of you that reviewed!!! K bye!!! luv blah gurl