Disclaimer: Simply borrowing these characters and not making a profit.
-- Chapter Fourteen --
- Munku-JGSPTV, Without permission, Beloved, Shui-Wing0, Suzaku West, bloodbunny, Midnight Mistress, Yana5, robin the bird, Jacki, Abbie - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – And the big secret is revealed! :-) Two of you guessed what it was, actually. Enjoy.
--
Hermione started to drift off into a slumber, resting her head on his lap.
Harry sat there quietly, watching her. He smiled. She looked so serene. It was such a contrast to just half an hour earlier. It reminded him just how easily things change.
His thoughts drifted to Draco. How is it that one moment, they can be so intimate, but the next, he was practically telling him to go to hell... in Latin. He closed his eyes, trying desperately to block out all of his thoughts.
He was about to get up and move when Hermione shuffled. He didn't want to wake her, so he remained sitting. He thought about Hermione. It suddenly hit him, like a light bulb going off. It was too obvious.
When Hermione awoke, Harry confronted her.
"You're pregnant, aren't you?"
Hermione avoided his eyes and nodded.
"We used spells. We used lots of different spells, and potions, too," she explained, still avoiding his eyes.
"You've gotta tell-," Harry began, but was interrupted by Hermione.
"I've been reading books. There's a potion. It can slow it down. I'll be able to get out of school, even start a job," she rambled.
"Hermione," Harry stopped her. "Go talk to Ron."
She stared him in the eyes.
"Ron. I love Ron, but you know just as well as I do that he can't do this. For God's sake, it took him three years to approach me. And look how he's treating you. I can't tell him!" she yelled.
She broke down uncontrollably.
"I can't tell him," she whispered through sobs.
"You have to," Harry responded gently. "You know you do."
She remained silent.
"If you want, I'll call him," he suggested.
She looked up at Harry.
He understood. He got up, and with a squeeze of her hand, walked out of the room.
He went straight across the common room, ignoring the baring stares, and up to his own dorm.
"Ron," he called.
"Mmmm," answered a groggy voice.
"Get up," he said.
"Mmmm," Ron repeated.
"Now!" Harry said, through gritted teeth.
"What's the matter with you, mate?" Ron asked.
"Get up, take a shower, and go see 'Erms," said Harry.
"What's wrong?" Ron instantly perked up.
"She'll tell you herself."
Ron quickly got up and headed out.
"Give her a couple minutes," Harry stopped him, a lot more gently than before.
Ron looked at Harry, a dismayed look spreading across his freckled face, but he nodded. He continued out though and sat down in an armchair for a few minutes. He too looked like he'd throw up.
Just as Ron left, a big barn owl flew in.
He opened the letter.
It had only two words:
I'm sorry.
Harry smiled and put the note away. Then he went downstairs. He stood on the steps and watched Ron go up the stairs to the girls' dorms.
-- End of Chapter Fourteen --
-- Chapter Fourteen --
- Munku-JGSPTV, Without permission, Beloved, Shui-Wing0, Suzaku West, bloodbunny, Midnight Mistress, Yana5, robin the bird, Jacki, Abbie - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – And the big secret is revealed! :-) Two of you guessed what it was, actually. Enjoy.
--
Hermione started to drift off into a slumber, resting her head on his lap.
Harry sat there quietly, watching her. He smiled. She looked so serene. It was such a contrast to just half an hour earlier. It reminded him just how easily things change.
His thoughts drifted to Draco. How is it that one moment, they can be so intimate, but the next, he was practically telling him to go to hell... in Latin. He closed his eyes, trying desperately to block out all of his thoughts.
He was about to get up and move when Hermione shuffled. He didn't want to wake her, so he remained sitting. He thought about Hermione. It suddenly hit him, like a light bulb going off. It was too obvious.
When Hermione awoke, Harry confronted her.
"You're pregnant, aren't you?"
Hermione avoided his eyes and nodded.
"We used spells. We used lots of different spells, and potions, too," she explained, still avoiding his eyes.
"You've gotta tell-," Harry began, but was interrupted by Hermione.
"I've been reading books. There's a potion. It can slow it down. I'll be able to get out of school, even start a job," she rambled.
"Hermione," Harry stopped her. "Go talk to Ron."
She stared him in the eyes.
"Ron. I love Ron, but you know just as well as I do that he can't do this. For God's sake, it took him three years to approach me. And look how he's treating you. I can't tell him!" she yelled.
She broke down uncontrollably.
"I can't tell him," she whispered through sobs.
"You have to," Harry responded gently. "You know you do."
She remained silent.
"If you want, I'll call him," he suggested.
She looked up at Harry.
He understood. He got up, and with a squeeze of her hand, walked out of the room.
He went straight across the common room, ignoring the baring stares, and up to his own dorm.
"Ron," he called.
"Mmmm," answered a groggy voice.
"Get up," he said.
"Mmmm," Ron repeated.
"Now!" Harry said, through gritted teeth.
"What's the matter with you, mate?" Ron asked.
"Get up, take a shower, and go see 'Erms," said Harry.
"What's wrong?" Ron instantly perked up.
"She'll tell you herself."
Ron quickly got up and headed out.
"Give her a couple minutes," Harry stopped him, a lot more gently than before.
Ron looked at Harry, a dismayed look spreading across his freckled face, but he nodded. He continued out though and sat down in an armchair for a few minutes. He too looked like he'd throw up.
Just as Ron left, a big barn owl flew in.
He opened the letter.
It had only two words:
I'm sorry.
Harry smiled and put the note away. Then he went downstairs. He stood on the steps and watched Ron go up the stairs to the girls' dorms.
-- End of Chapter Fourteen --