Chapter 4

Remembering to Breathe.

Only one person in her whole life had ever called her 'Mione and she knew instantly it was him. She met his eyes. Jamie's eyes. All of the not-so-hidden feelings she felt for him smacked right into her in that second and she gasped.

"Please don't leave!" he begged her. I'll do anything just talk to me for a little while Please! Harry yelled silently in his head.

Hermione however wanted to flee, but her legs wouldn't move, so she simply continued to stare at the love of her life, with her mouth slightly open.

As soon as Harry realised that this was his chance to talk to her all the words came out at once-

"I-er-I need to findyou- I – you said not to- b-but I wanted to explain- about- W-well.."

Harry continued like this for a few minutes before Hermione's brain kicked in He's here – tell him you love him-that you're sorry. NO! Hermione stood up to leave and walked from the café.

Harry just watched her calmly walk away before he realised what was happening and then burst after her faster than if he were chasing a golden snitch in the Quidditch match of his life.

"Hermione! Wait!" He yelled, running. Hermione stopped and Harry collided with her. Somehow they ended up on the floor – Harry on top of Hermione, staring down at her.

For a few precious moments they both felt the memories of past situations where Harry lay on top of Hermione, and a warm glow flooded both of them. Hermione came crashing back to earth first.

"Harry get off me" she said quietly; sadly.

"Promise me we'll talk then I will." She looked so sad he wanted to hold her and never let her go. Only he knew he never could. Hermione looked into his eyes again and knew she couldn't resist any of it any more. The moment she'd been dreading since she found out she was pregnant had finally arrived. She breathed.

"Ok".

Harry let out the breath he hadn't realised he was holding and got off Hermione. He reached out for her hand and she took it. They tingled and for a moment neither let go. But then Hermione let go. She breathed again.

"Lets go to my place" she said, unable to stop staring.

He smiled his wonderful smile and nodded.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews!!! I've never written fanfic before and was extremely pleased to get reviews for my first chapter.

Black Sentinel – alas you were wrong about who wrote the letter but thank you very much for reviewing.

ladybird2223 – to answer your question Jon is about 9 years old and therefore hasn't got his Hogwarts letter yet, but his mother is a witch, his father a wizard and Jon [and Jamie] have both already started doing some magical things [which hopefully we'll see later in the story] – his parents are therefore assuming he'll go to Hogwarts [since they both did] and therefore have decided to return to England to make sure he is properly settled before he is ready to go to Hogwarts. Thanks very much for the review – it was my first one!