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"She sent this adressed to you," Mr. Edwards said, picking another letter off of his messy desk and handing it to Harry.

Harry took the folded paper from his boss' hands hesitantly and looked at it to see it magically sealed with his name written across the back in Hermione's perfect handwriting.

Unlike mostletters he recieved from Hermione, this one was only one page. He felt butterflies dancing in his stomach as he opened it.

Harry,

I just wanted to let you know, I'm resigning from my position as auror, but please try to understand. If you want to contact me, you can owl me at my parent's house. Thank for all your hospitality and support.

Love you,

Hermione

Harry stared down at the letter, feeling sick to his stomach.

She was leaving. She was probably already gone. She was leaving.

He didn't know what had happened at the healer's office or, for that matter, if anything happened at all.

He did, however know that she had always been there for him when he needed her. When everyone else--even Ron--seemed to be against him, she was there offering an open ear and sound advice. Even Ron had died and she was just as miserable as he, she put aside her feelings to comfort him. He had to find her.

He had to make her stay.

"Would it be alright if I--" Harry squeaked.

"Yes, please, go and try to talk her out of her decision," Mr. Edwards said tiredly.

With a pop, Harry was in his flat.

Hopefully, she hadn't left yet.

Hermione was trying to get her suitcase to close in the middle of the living room floor with tears in her eyes. Just before she was about to throw herself onto it, she noticed Harry standing sullenly in front of the fireplace.

"Harry," Hermione said in shock.

"Where--What--Who?" Harry stuttered as he walked towards her, led her away from the suitcase, sat her down on the couch, and sat down beside her.

"Harry, please," Hermione said, wiping a tear from her cheek.

"No," Harry said flatly. "I deserve an explanation." She couldn't just quit her job and leave him without so much as a reason why. After all they'd been through together, he deserved it.

Hermione looked down at the floor with tears streaming down her face, sighing.

"What happened, Hermione?" Harry squeaked, sounding clearly heartbroken. "I thought we were having fun together?"

"We are," She said sadly, "We were."

"Then why are--"

"I'm pregnant," She shouted out, bursting into tears as she burried her face in Harry's shoulder.

"That son of a--" Harry stuttered, "I'll kick his--"

"You will do nothing of the sort," She said sharply, snapping up and looking him dead in his green eyes.

"Hermione, look what he's done to you," Harry tried to reason. All through their time at Hogwarts, Ron had sworn up and down that Victor was no good. Harry had thought he was jealous. For once, Harry must have missed something that Ron caught. Why did it have to be something so important?

"What good will that do?" Hermione asked, exasperated. "Us getting back together and him continuing to cheat on me? My child having his/her father around when it's convenient for him? It wouldn't do any good!"

"Are you really telling me that you're not going to tell Victor at all?" Harry asked, completely shell-shocked. Hermione had always been so level headed and rational. He couldn't believe she could just not tell Victor that she was pregnant for his child.

Hermione stared at him tears streaming down her defiant face.

"I should go," She said, standing up and wiping the tears from her face.

"Where are you going to go?" Harry asked in a cold voice, standing up.

"Away."

"That's not going to fix anything and you know it," Harry argued. "Why'd you quit your job?"

Maybe it was the mention of the job she loved so much or maybe it was Harry screaming at her, but Hermione could no longer stand on her own two feet and collapsed back onto the couch, burried her face in her hands and sobbed loudly.

"Harry," She stuttered, "You know you don't want me around here, pregnant, moody, throwing up all the time. You'd worry about me all the time. Then, you'd feel guilty leaving me alone to go out. You have more important things to worry about than me. Don't worry about me! I'll be fine," She finished, saying the last part completely calm.

"Hermione, y-you."

"Harry, I have to leave. For both of us. If I stay here, you'll end up practically raising my child and then resenting me for it," Hermione reasoned.

"What's so wrong with that?" Harry asked, trying to pull at anything, just to get her to stay.

"I can't ruin your life just because I've ruined mine," She said, staring him in the eyes sadly.

Harry sighed. Hermione was the most strongheaded person he knew and she'd made up her mind.

"Why did you have to quit your job though?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Harry, it would be selfish to keep my job and try and raise a child alone. When we started to get field assignments, I'd never be around. And imagine if something would happen to me. I'm sorry, my baby is more important to me than work."

"Where are you going to go?" Harry asked, slumping onto the couch, defeated.

"My parents for now."

"You're going to live the rest of your life at your parents house?" Harry asked, feeling a pang of guilt. "Hermione, if it's about the money--"

"It has nothing to do with the money, Harry. I know you'd readily give me anything I needed. I'm not going to spend the rest of my life at my parents house. Just the rest of the summer, I promise. And, I'll see you next weekend for your birthday," Hermione said, sitting down on the couch beside Harry and rubbing his back in a comforting motion.

"What are you going to do after the summer?" Harry asked weakly as he buried his face in his hands. He still couldn't believe it. She was really leaving him.

"I've been in touch with Professor McGonagall. She's offered me the Defense Against the Dark Arts job," Hermione said, smiling slightly at the thought of her new job. "I guess they figured I was the next best thing to you," She tried to joke.

Harry stared at her blankly.

"Harry, please, it'll be great, I promise. It'll be a new beginning for us." She said.

Harry tried his best to hold back tears. Hermione was really leaving.

"Thank you, Harry, thanks for everything," Hermione said giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

With a pop, she was gone.

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