Hermione awoke to sunlight streaming through her and Harry's bedroom window. Hermione lay there peacefully for a few minutes until she remembered the whole discussion that her and Harry had had about him being late to quidittich practice, she looked over at Harry to see that he was still sound asleep. Figures. She thought to herself rolling her eyes, while attempting to turn her body to see her watch on the bedside table, which was difficult as to Harry's arm, was draped across Hermione's stomach making it almost impossible for her to move. Finally after several attempts to sit up she managed to, picking up her watch and looking at it, it read 11:45. Crap I told Harry he should've gotten up at 10 o'clock but no we had to stay in bed. Typical Harry, so stubborn! As she thought this she started to shake Harry awake. Which was quite the task since Harry was a heavy sleeper.

"Come on Harry time to get up sweetheart. You're going to be late for practice you know. Its 11:45 right now." She said quietly while shaking his shoulder getting no response what so ever. Come on Harry for once maybe you could be on time to practice. "Harry I'm serious you need to get up and dressed." Hermione said.

Harry just groaned and rolled over away from her so he was facing the other direction. Finally Hermione just gave up trying to be nice about it she leaned forward so her mouth was right next to his ear and began to speak in a loud tone of voice.

"Harry get up NOW! You have to go to practice its 11:45 in the morning and if you don't get up now you're going to be late!" She said practically yelling towards the end of her sentence.

That woke Harry up he sat bolt up right and looked around his face groggy from just waking up. But that soon wore off when he glanced at his watch he jumped out of bed and grabbed all his discarded clothes that were around the bed and ran towards his closet to get his uniform on. "Jesus Hermione you didn't have to shout in my ear you know you could've done it in a nicer way." Said Harry a touch of annoyance in his voice.

"Well Harry I did try that for about 5 minutes but it wasn't working and you really had to get to practice so this was the only solution." She snapped at him. "You had better hurry up if you want to make it on time. Do you want me to make breakfast for you?"

"Yea. Yea sure that would be good." Said Harry as he was jamming his foot into his shoe trying to go as fast as possible.

Hermione had no idea how Harry was able to get dressed eat a very rushed breakfast and be able to make it out the door before 12 o'clock. It's a miracle thought Hermione. Harry is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. I mean I love him with all my heart and he loves me to. He's always there when I need him the most. A shoulder to cry on, someone to hug, somebody to laugh with cry with, somebody to just love me for being me. She thought as she busied herself with things to do around the house.

It was Thursday November 17th and Harry was up in the kitchen making breakfast for Hermione who was still sleeping. He wanted it to be a surprise for her because he hadn't really had a chance to be with her in the past few weeks with practice and all. The coach was pushing them hard practice everyday of the week 12 o'clock till 5 o'clock in the evening. It was brutal but after their last season who could blame the coach. Either their team was getting worse or every-body else was just getting better.

As Harry was passing by the calendar on his way to bring the tray of food he had prepared for Hermione he noticed that 4 days ago was circled in red marker. Wow. Thought Harry. She hasn't been acting grumpy or anything. Maybe this is just a stage she's going through. Better pray that it last's. He thought. When he entered the room Hermione was just starting to wake up. She sat up and looked over at Harry when she spotted the food her face turned pale and she got up and quickly crossed the room over to their bathroom and shut the door.

Harry heard something hitting the water in the toilet then some gagging and finally the toilet flushing, then the sound of the bathroom sink's water. Hermione whipped the door open and stumbled back into the room weakly. She probably wouldn't have made it to the bed unless Harry had gone and helped her by picking her up wedding stile and carrying her back to the bed for her to lay down. Harry took the blanket and brought it up and then tucked it around her to keep her warm. Then sat down on the edge of the bed and began to stroke her check.

"Hermione, honey do you feel all right?" asked Harry in a concerned tone. His eyes fixed on her.

"Yes, I'm fine Harry I just was having a moment I guess." She stated flatly.

"Hermione I want you to go see a doctor because that didn't sound like you have a moment I think you have the flu." He said his hand now moving down to hers to give it a gentle squeeze.

"But Harry I'm fine." She said. But she knew that was a lie. She knew that she had missed her period, which was supposed to come 4 days ago. And she had been throwing up almost every morning for the past week or so Harry hadn't noticed because he had left early every morning since that morning almost three weeks ago now. Things weren't okay by all means. She knew she was pregnant and that Harry and her hadn't been all that careful two or so weeks ago when Harry had wanted to stay in bed with Hermione. Hermione wasn't scared that she was pregnant she was scared about how Harry would react. What if he doesn't want kids and flips out on me and then leaves me with a baby that I'm defiantly now ready to take care of by myself. I don't work I don't make enough or have enough money to take care of myself let alone a baby and myself. Harry does that he makes more than enough for the both of us. Hermione was focusing on all the negatives about this. I should go see a doctor. That way I'd know for sure if I were pregnant or not.

"Hermione are you okay? You kind of zoned out on me there for a couple minutes." Said Harry looking at her incredusly.

"What? Oh, I'm f-fine," said Hermione in a less than confident voice. "Yes Harry I'm absolutely fine." She said with a fake cheery smile on her face.

"Well if you're sure then. Do you still want breakfast?"

Hermione felt a twinge in her stomach at thought of even eating anything. "No, no I think I'll pass. I'm not that hungry right now."

Hermione and Harry were sitting on the couch together watching a muggle movie on the TV that Harry had convinced her to buy even though she insisted they didn't need one. Harry was laying on his back taking up the whole couch, with Hermione sitting on top of him her legs hanging over the edge. They were watching a movie called 13 going on 30. Hermione had heard it was a good when she went into London and heard a couple of women talking about it in the store.

"Hermione this is a chick flick I don't want to watch this." Harry fake whined. "Come on I know a better way of entertainment" Said Harry tugging at the waistband of her jeans.

"Oh Harry, come on it's not that bad we just start, can't we finish it and then do something that you would like. Please." Said Hermione sticking out her bottom lip and giving Harry a pleading face.

"Heeerrrrmmmiiiooonnneee, please we can watch this later I promise." He said.

"Harry you sound like a little kid, who wants ice cream or a toy." Said Hermione smiling.

"Well you can't blame me really, I promise we can watch this later." Said Harry now pulling her down so she was laying on top of him her face right next to his.

"Har…" Hermione started but was interrupted by Harry's lips crashing down onto hers in a full-blown make out session. Harry's hands moved down to her waist as her hands came up and embraced his face. Harry's lips began to move down kissing her jawbone with feather light kisses, just skimming the surface of her flawless skin. Hermione let out a sigh as he made his way down her jawbone.

The phone began to ring just as Harry was right above "the spot".

"Crap. Hermione we don't have to answer that do we?" Harry said kissing her lips between every word.

"Yes Harry we do." Said Hermione starting to sit up, but Harry wouldn't hear of it. As soon as she started to get up he tightened his arms around her waist making it impossible for her to get up. "Come on Harry. I really should answer that."

"Fine but put it on speaker phone it might be Ron calling me back."

"Well why don't you just get up and answer it then?"

"Fine." Said Harry and then stood up, stretching and then walking towards the phone to pick it up. "Hello?" He said. And then his face turned to confusion and looked quickly over at Hermione. "Yes, yes well she hadn't said anything about that but I understand perfectly yes I will discuss this with her and I'm sure we'll figure this out. Yes, you to, thank you." He said and then hung up the phone.

"Harry who was that?" Hermione asked. She hadn't really been paying attention to Harry's conversation she had been trying to concentrate on the movie attempting to figure out what she had missed.

"Hermione that was St. Mungo's, do you have any idea why they were calling?" He asked in a calm voice his facial expression blank.

Hermione's stomach filled with dread. She felt like the floor had been ripped out from under her and she was free falling through air.

"Yes I do know why they called, and you probably know now too right?"

"That would be correct Hermione." He said in the same tone of voice.

"Harry I can explain, you see I ju…."

"Hermione I'm sure you can explain but what I don't understand is why you wouldn't tell me that you thought that you were pregnant before you went and had some tests done which turned out to be positive and you were right in thinking that you were pregnant, because you are 100 right and your almost a month along."

"Really?" she said a small smile beginning to blossom on her face. But just as soon as it had come it was gone again. "Harry I'm sorry okay I was just scared."

"Scared of what Hermione? If you were scared why didn't you just come and talk to me about whatever it was?" He asked his voice beginning to have an aggravated tone to it.

"I was scared that you would hate me for becoming pregnant with your baby that you wouldn't want a baby, that it'd be to much pressure on you and then you'd leave me to take care of it all by myself and I wouldn't have enough money for me and the baby because I don't work and do anything to make money you do and always have made more than enough for the both of us." She said this all in one breath and in a hurry to thinking maybe the faster she said it the worse it would be.

Harry's face softened and he moved closer to wrap his arms around her in a hug to make her feel better. "Hermione honey I would never leave you, you mean the world to me and having a baby won't make that any different. I want kids this may be sooner than I expected but that's not a bad thing. We are young and we aren't married but that doesn't matter right now. What matters is that you know I would never leave you and that when we do get married which is obviously going to be after your pregnant I'm not marrying you because I have to or because you have my baby I will be marrying you because I love you with all my heart and I want to be with you as well as our baby." He said taking his right hand and moving it down to rest on her stomach.

"You mean that Harry?" Hermione asked looking up her eyes red around the outside and her cheeks streaked with tears.

"Yes I do Hermione." He said wiping away her tears with his fingers. He leaned down to give her a peck on the cheek.

"I love you Hermione"

"I love you too Harry."

A/N: hey everybody who is reading this I want to thank you guys this is really important to me. I love to read and write so hopefully this chapter is just as good as the last. LET ME KNOW!! lol anyway this story is based on my older brother and sister inlaw. so let me know what you think!! REVEIW! please i need feed back!!!