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All three of us fell silent. Glancing at Ron, I wasn't surprised that he looked scared out of his wits; Mrs. Weasley was definately a force to be reckoned with. He started edging slowly to the back door, obviously hoping that he wouldn't be noticed.

"Ronald Weasley, you stay right where you are!" Mrs. Weasley commanded him hotly. He shoved his hands in his pockets, glaring at the floor and muttering darkly to himself.

Mrs. Weasley took a deep breath, as if Ron had deeply disappointed her. Her eyes, usually so kind but know full with great annoyance, landed on each of us in turn. "Now, will someone be kind enough to explain what is the source of this incredible noise and of course, why exactly there is a sweet little girl sitting in my living room."

I felt all the color drain from my face. I gulped, willing myself just to disappear. This was definately not my day.

Evelyn, of course, was only happy to oblige. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Weasley. We never meant to make so much noise," she said in a voice dripping with sickly sweetness.

Ginny snorted with laughter in the midst of the Weasley crowd. She feigned innocence when her mother jerked around and glared at her disapprovingly.

"Well, that's quite alright Evelyn. I'm sure you never meant to make such a ruckus," Mrs. Weasley accepted the apology, somewhat flustered. "But, if you would be so kind to explain, what exactly is the cause of this noise?"

Evelyn's once innocent face flashed quickly to that of a smug feline. "That girl in your living room is none other than the daughter of Hermione Granger, the whore. She just admitted, not two minutes ago, that she is in the business for a bit of extra cash, and unfortunately got pregnant when she slept with a guy she didn't even know..."

Mrs. Weasley's eyes flitted to my own. "Is this true Hermione? If you were having money problems than you should have asked for help. There are much more decent ways to earn a living," she stated with a slight hint of pity

I suddenly felt all the lost color rush back to my face. "I was being sarcastic you wench!" I yelled, glaring at her.

Evelyn feigned shock, letting her hand flutter to the place over her heart. I could tell there was a hint of a smirk playing on her lips though, and it made me all the angrier. "Hermione Granger! Why I never thought that such words would ever come from your mouth," Mrs. Weasley stated, her shock actually genuine.

"You see Mrs. Weasley? That just goes to prove what a truly horrid person she is," Evelyn had, miraculously, gotten over her bout of fake shock.

"You take that back Evelyn!" Ginny yelled harshly at her.

"I was only stating the truth!"

"You were stating a lie and you know it! You are no better than a whore yourself, playing my brother like a toy, and yet you accuse Hermione of such vile behavior! You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"You're just saying that because she's your heroine," Evelyn said icily. "How do you know she really didn't sleep with a man for a little bit of money?"

"Because....because I just know, okay? Hermione's not like that, she would never stoop that low. That sweet, innocent girl is not the offspring of some drunken guy in a pub! She is the daughter of a respectful man, who given the chance and the knowledge of her existance, would be the best father there ever was!" Ginny announced with finality.

Evelyn opened her mouth, and closed it again. She seemed at a loss for words. Well, now that's a first, I thought bitterly. Mrs. Weasley seemed to jerk out of a reverie and turned sharply to address the group that had assembled behind her. "Okay, I want everyone out!" When no one gave any sign of movement, her eyes turned into narrow slits and she bellowed, "NOW" Everyone snapped to attention and quickly shuffled out of the kitchen, some whispers fluttering around the group. Once the kitchen was emptied, she turned back around and watched us. "I want an explanation and it had better be good."

Evelyn opened her mouth to let loose another torrent or words, but Ron clapped his hand over it. "I think it's time for Hermione to have her say," he explained hotly to her. She pushed his hand away and wrapped her arms around herself, pretending to be angry.

I looked at the three expectant faces...well make that two expectant and one smirking...and took a deep breath. "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you earlier Mrs. Weasley. I should have....I should have told everyone actually. Although I don't agree with everything that Evelyn has said," I glared coldly at her, "Part of what she says is true."

"Ha! I told you!" Evelyn piped up triumphetly.

"The girl in the living room is mine," I pressed on, ignoring Evelyn's outburst. "Her name is Anna, short for Annabelle. However," yet again the icy glare was given to Evelyn, "she is not child of some drunken guy in a pub."

"You're lying! You admitted it!"

"Right, Evelyn. Because I regularly go into pubs, search for a drunken guy and just hope that he knocks me up!"

"See! I told you!" Evelyn almost screamed with excitement. "She is nothing but a whore!"

"Shut up Evelyn!" Ron said loudly to his new wife. "She was being sarcastic."

"You always take her side," Evelyn pouted.

"No, I don't!"

"Yes you do! Just because she was your girlfriend at Hogwarts doesn't mean you can just forget what we have!"

"I haven't forgotten what we have Evelyn! Hermione and I as a couple were in the past," Ron tried to explain to the screaming woman.

"ENOUGH!" Ron and Evelyn both snapped their mouths shut. Mrs Weasley stood, still in the kitchen doorway, her hands on her hips in an frustrated fashion. She pushed back her red hair back with one hand and looked at me again. "Please continue Hermione," she said sweetly, as if she hadn't just bellowed loud enough to wake the dead.

"Anna, my daughter...her father is..." I paused. I could feel my heart beating fast, ready to leap from my chest at any moment. "Well, Anna...she has a dad. And her dad is...well, it's...Ron," I said his name quietly, almost a whisper but Mrs. Weasley picked it up all the same.

I lifted my head in time to watch her shocked expression quickly turn to that of thundering anger. Her eyes flashed menacingly as she took terrifying steps towards the now wide-eyed Ron. "RONALD WEASLEY! YOU GOT OUR HERMIONE PREGNANT?!?"

"No, no...Mrs Weasley! It wasn't like that," I protested, stepping between the angry woman and her terrified son.

"Seriously mum...I didn't mean..." Ron started but trailed off when his mum gave him a look of pure fury.

"YOU GOT HER PREGNANT AND THEN LEFT HER! TO MARRYHER," Mrs. Weasley pointed an accusing finger at Evelyn, who despite her shock at finding out that her husband had fathered a child, still looked at Hermione with an air of disgust. "I WAS GOING TO STAY QUIET," Mrs. Weasley continued, "BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU LOVED HER, BUT NOW..."

"Mrs. Weasley! Please listen!" I pleaded with her. I was glad when she pursed her lips together, giving me her attention. "It was as much my decision as it was Ron's to sleep together. I didn't really mean to, and he didn't either. It wasn't actually planned. It just...happened. I knew there could be consequences to my actions, especially since he was engaged at all at the time..."

"You slept with her while we were engaged?!?" Evelyn gasped, utterly horrified.

I continued on, ignoring her although I felt a fleeting moment of satisfaction at her expression. "Anna is my responsability, and mine only. I decided that it was best for....for Anna, if I didn't tell Ron that he was her father. I might have told him later on about her but I never really planned on it. I'm not telling Ron to become and instant father and I'm not telling him to divorce Evelyn. It was my decision to keep Anna and I won't let him be burdened down with the responsability of caring for a child. I will allow him to have visiting rights, if he really wants to, but as from now on, I will go back to the life I led, alone, with my daughter," I paused to catch my breath. "I'm sorry if I was the cause of such havoc in your household Mrs. Weasley but right now, my daughter and I have to go home."

As I hurried from the kitchen, a loud, resounding smack rang in my ears.

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