Story- Who's Is It?
Author- J.E.A.R.K.Potter
Disclaimer- The day I own Harry Potter is the day I begin hating pop...
Chapter 6
Hermione's Depression, and Harry's cure
"Calm down, Mione," Harry said softly, still trying to calm Hermione down.
"How can I calm down? Haven't I been calm all this time? Even after Vol--- He rapped me? Now you're telling me to calm down after Mal--- Malfoy just did the same thing as Vol--- He did to me?!"
Harry looked at her in disbelief. "Malfoy just..."
She nodded, and hugged him tighter.
"I'm going to kill the..." Harry shook his head, and rocked Hermione back and forth. "Everything will be alright, Mione. I promise," he whispered softly into her ear.
She looked up at him, her chocolate brown eyes pouring out sixteen years of hurt, sorrow, pain, agony, mystery; everything, including love.
"I promise I won't leave your side, Mione. These two bastards will never lay another finger on you, even if it does..."
"Kill you? Then where will that leave me--- I mean, everyone who loves you?"
"It'll leave all of you knowing the Boy Who Lived became the Boy Who Died to save one of his best friends, his girlfriend, and the most beautiful woman that he's ever seen, and grown to know and love for almost seven years."
"Wh--- What?"
"I've been..."
"I understood you, but--- But you love me?"
Harry nodded.
"No one's ever really loved me," she said softly.
"I do, Ron does, the entire Weasley family does, Kris and Dean..."
She shook her head. "They love my power, not me."
"But they act like they do."
"Keyword: act. What I don't get is if they don't care, and believe me, they don't... Then why would it matter if I get pregnant or not? It'll just mean a powerful grandchild for them as soon as I have the baby," she said.
"I really don't think they care about that, Mione. I think they care about you. You told me that they've grown to accept you as their child."
"They don't care. They never, ever have really cared," she said, laying her head d\on his shoulder and hugging him around the waist.
"Even if they don't care, Hermione, I care."
Hermione gave Harry a weak smile. "I love you," she mouthed.
"I love you, too, Hermione Granger," he smiled. "Let's get out of here, maybe go to the Weasley's... Stop by at Three Broomsticks while we're at it, get something to drink, you know."
"Alright, let's just---"
"I'll write Kris and Dean a note, why don't you go and get our stuff."
They both went and did their thing, and met back in Harry's room. He had out his broomstick, ready to fly them to Ron's house. Hermione had made their trunks minature, so they could carry them in their pockets, and then Harry looked at Hermione.
"Sit in front. I'll stay behind you, and make sure nothing happens," he said, getting mounted on the broom.
Hermione hesitated, but then got on in front of him, and they flew off into the night sky.
(Back in the present)
"I love you, Hermione," Harry said smiling as he came out of his flashback.
"Love you, too, Harry," she said.
"Do you think the baby will except the fact of who the real dad is?" he asked.
"It won't matter. Even if you're not his/her biological father, you're its dad," she said.
Harry smiled, and nodded.
Ron came in the common room. "You two wanna..."
"Is all you think about FOOD?" Hermione asked.
"Not all the time, only when I'm hungry," Ron asked.
"In other words, all the time," Harry said, helping Hermione up.
They left the common room, and Ginny caught up with them.
"Hello my little niece or nephew... Come out soon so Auntie Ginny can see you, will ya?" she cooed at Hermione's stomach.
Harry and Ron laughed, and Hermione nodded.
"It needs to come out. Bloody 'ell, I'm in my ninth month now, you know. Due date is..." Hermione said, but all of them interrupted her.
"February twenty-ninth, we know, Hermione. Believe us, we know," they all said.
"Look!! There's Draco!! Gotta..." Ginny began to run off, but Ron caught her.
"You're not going anywhere NEAR Malfoy, Gin," he said.
"But I'm..."
"Not buts, Gin. He..."
"Ron! Look, there's Luna! Shouldn't you be with her? Let Gin go off, alright?" Hermione said, giving Ron the death glare.
"Uh--- Yeah..." Ron looked confused, because Luna was nowhere in site.
"Thanks, Herms. At least SOMEONE doesn't care who I love," Ginny said, and ran off.
Hermione looked at Harry, and she looked like she was going to be utterly sick to her stomach.
"How can you let my little sister go off with that good for nothing, bastardized..."
"He won't try anything in school, Ron. He hasn't even bothered us, has he?" Hermione asked, her hands on her hips.
"I guess..."
"No guessing about it!! He hasn't bothered us, so Ginny will be perfectly fine! Now go stuff your mouth since you dragged me out of my very comfortable spot!" Hermione demanded.
"Yes, Miss Granger," Ron said, gulping; he went over to the Gryffindor table, and sat down.
"I'm going to go and lay down. I need some sleep," Hermione said softly, looking up at Harry.
"I'm coming with," he said.
Hermione sighed. "I'll be alright, I promise," she said.
"I promised you, Mione, that I'd never leave you side; besides when I was forced to. Now, I really, really think I should be with you. Since the baby is only a few days away from its due date and all," Harry said.
"I guess," Hermione said, and began heading back to the common room; Ron was to busy stuffing his face to notice anything, really.
Harry followed her, watching behind them, though; his eyes at Malfoy flirting with Ginny.
A/N~ Next chapter shall be... Dun dun dun!!! Hermione's baby!!! Remember: REVIEW! Hehe!! :D -Jackie
Author- J.E.A.R.K.Potter
Disclaimer- The day I own Harry Potter is the day I begin hating pop...
Chapter 6
Hermione's Depression, and Harry's cure
"Calm down, Mione," Harry said softly, still trying to calm Hermione down.
"How can I calm down? Haven't I been calm all this time? Even after Vol--- He rapped me? Now you're telling me to calm down after Mal--- Malfoy just did the same thing as Vol--- He did to me?!"
Harry looked at her in disbelief. "Malfoy just..."
She nodded, and hugged him tighter.
"I'm going to kill the..." Harry shook his head, and rocked Hermione back and forth. "Everything will be alright, Mione. I promise," he whispered softly into her ear.
She looked up at him, her chocolate brown eyes pouring out sixteen years of hurt, sorrow, pain, agony, mystery; everything, including love.
"I promise I won't leave your side, Mione. These two bastards will never lay another finger on you, even if it does..."
"Kill you? Then where will that leave me--- I mean, everyone who loves you?"
"It'll leave all of you knowing the Boy Who Lived became the Boy Who Died to save one of his best friends, his girlfriend, and the most beautiful woman that he's ever seen, and grown to know and love for almost seven years."
"Wh--- What?"
"I've been..."
"I understood you, but--- But you love me?"
Harry nodded.
"No one's ever really loved me," she said softly.
"I do, Ron does, the entire Weasley family does, Kris and Dean..."
She shook her head. "They love my power, not me."
"But they act like they do."
"Keyword: act. What I don't get is if they don't care, and believe me, they don't... Then why would it matter if I get pregnant or not? It'll just mean a powerful grandchild for them as soon as I have the baby," she said.
"I really don't think they care about that, Mione. I think they care about you. You told me that they've grown to accept you as their child."
"They don't care. They never, ever have really cared," she said, laying her head d\on his shoulder and hugging him around the waist.
"Even if they don't care, Hermione, I care."
Hermione gave Harry a weak smile. "I love you," she mouthed.
"I love you, too, Hermione Granger," he smiled. "Let's get out of here, maybe go to the Weasley's... Stop by at Three Broomsticks while we're at it, get something to drink, you know."
"Alright, let's just---"
"I'll write Kris and Dean a note, why don't you go and get our stuff."
They both went and did their thing, and met back in Harry's room. He had out his broomstick, ready to fly them to Ron's house. Hermione had made their trunks minature, so they could carry them in their pockets, and then Harry looked at Hermione.
"Sit in front. I'll stay behind you, and make sure nothing happens," he said, getting mounted on the broom.
Hermione hesitated, but then got on in front of him, and they flew off into the night sky.
(Back in the present)
"I love you, Hermione," Harry said smiling as he came out of his flashback.
"Love you, too, Harry," she said.
"Do you think the baby will except the fact of who the real dad is?" he asked.
"It won't matter. Even if you're not his/her biological father, you're its dad," she said.
Harry smiled, and nodded.
Ron came in the common room. "You two wanna..."
"Is all you think about FOOD?" Hermione asked.
"Not all the time, only when I'm hungry," Ron asked.
"In other words, all the time," Harry said, helping Hermione up.
They left the common room, and Ginny caught up with them.
"Hello my little niece or nephew... Come out soon so Auntie Ginny can see you, will ya?" she cooed at Hermione's stomach.
Harry and Ron laughed, and Hermione nodded.
"It needs to come out. Bloody 'ell, I'm in my ninth month now, you know. Due date is..." Hermione said, but all of them interrupted her.
"February twenty-ninth, we know, Hermione. Believe us, we know," they all said.
"Look!! There's Draco!! Gotta..." Ginny began to run off, but Ron caught her.
"You're not going anywhere NEAR Malfoy, Gin," he said.
"But I'm..."
"Not buts, Gin. He..."
"Ron! Look, there's Luna! Shouldn't you be with her? Let Gin go off, alright?" Hermione said, giving Ron the death glare.
"Uh--- Yeah..." Ron looked confused, because Luna was nowhere in site.
"Thanks, Herms. At least SOMEONE doesn't care who I love," Ginny said, and ran off.
Hermione looked at Harry, and she looked like she was going to be utterly sick to her stomach.
"How can you let my little sister go off with that good for nothing, bastardized..."
"He won't try anything in school, Ron. He hasn't even bothered us, has he?" Hermione asked, her hands on her hips.
"I guess..."
"No guessing about it!! He hasn't bothered us, so Ginny will be perfectly fine! Now go stuff your mouth since you dragged me out of my very comfortable spot!" Hermione demanded.
"Yes, Miss Granger," Ron said, gulping; he went over to the Gryffindor table, and sat down.
"I'm going to go and lay down. I need some sleep," Hermione said softly, looking up at Harry.
"I'm coming with," he said.
Hermione sighed. "I'll be alright, I promise," she said.
"I promised you, Mione, that I'd never leave you side; besides when I was forced to. Now, I really, really think I should be with you. Since the baby is only a few days away from its due date and all," Harry said.
"I guess," Hermione said, and began heading back to the common room; Ron was to busy stuffing his face to notice anything, really.
Harry followed her, watching behind them, though; his eyes at Malfoy flirting with Ginny.
A/N~ Next chapter shall be... Dun dun dun!!! Hermione's baby!!! Remember: REVIEW! Hehe!! :D -Jackie