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property of J.K.Rowling. Happy? Now, te much (un) awaited 2nd chapter (like
anyone will actually read and like it [actually they might do, I'm just
assuming...] I'll shut up now)
"What?" Said Harry in disbelief. "You're both FIFTEEN, for god's sake, and you're both still at school! How are you going to manage that?" He said to both of them. Ron and Hermione stared at him. Then Harry noticed a pearly tear slide silently down Hermione's face. He went and gave her a hug.
"How many months?" Asked Harry, his tone of voice much quieter and calm then it had been a few minutes ago.
"2 months," whispered Hermione.
"And when exactly were you to planning to tell me that you were seeing each other in the first place?" Harry said, but this time he spoke to Ron.
"Umm...I...uhh...we j-just didn't think th-that you'd take it s-seriously," Ron stammered, carefully looking anywhere apart from Harry.
"Why did he have to find out like this?" Ron thought to himself. "Now he's gonna think that we don't trust him!"
Harry laughed at Ron's reply. "You IDIOT! How on earth can you possibly think that I'm not backing you up all the way here? Of 'course I would have taken you seriously Ron, you two are my best friends. Don't you two worry about anything, I'm with you all the way."
"Yes, but how will I manage to get all my school work done when I'm having a baby? I mean, come on, I'm fifteen, nearly sixteen, I have another two years of school to complete, I'm going to have to take care of a baby, and Ron can explain to his parents and mine what's happened, because I certainly will not!" Said Hermione, giving Ron a look that quiet plainly said: 'You better tell them what's happened or you're in big trouble.' Ron gulped, and Harry fought hard to keep his face straight.
"We're going to have to tell a teacher, you know," Hermione piped up one lunchtime, "They're obviously going to find out sooner or later." She finished.
"How about Dumbledore?" Harry suggested, cramming as much chicken into his mouth as possible.
"Harry do you have to eat like that?" Hermione said, referring to the fact that Harry was eating as if he had never eaten properly in his life before. She waited a few seconds for Harry to reply.
"Hey, I missed breakfast his morning." Harry shrugged. Hermione shook her head, and then muttered something under her breath that sounded a lot like 'boys'.
"Oh god, what if something's happened?" Hermione thought, as she felt the last of all liquid leaving her throat, which was now as dry as a desert.
"Miss. Granger! Ah, now I must tell you, you really should sit down." Said Professor Dumbledore. Hermione sat down on one of the chairs opposite Professor Dumbledore.
"Your child, when it is to be born, that is, will have extraordinarily astonishing powers, but as it's mother, you are one of the few people who will be able to control it, so that's why I'm telling you in advance, Hermione, so that you know, know what's coming, simply because you must be prepared." There was a pause, in which Hermione stared at the ground, her mouth dry, and temporarily unable to make any sort of sound.
"Umm, professor? When you say 'extraordinarily astonishing powers', exactly what do you mean by that?" Hermione said uncertainly. Professor Dumbledore took a deep breath, and looked Hermione straight in the eye, which made her look away from him again.
"Well, those, Hermione, will only become known when the child is born. But one thing, which I feel I should tell you-this child will be immortal, and do some of the greatest things ever recorded in history, even at a very young age." Said Professor Dumbledore. "Like you, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter already seem to have done." He added with a warm smile.
"S-Sir, h-how do you know all o-of this? I m-mean, this child, my child, how can it have all of these powers, and it isn't even born yet. I mean-" Hermione started, but Professor Dumbledore cut in.
"Hermione, you will know all when the time is right, but not now, you and your child will find out together, when the time is right," he repeated. "And Hermione? Just for the record, it's a girl, just like you wanted, and am I right in saying that Ron wanted a girl too?" Hermione blushed.
"You may leave now, and have a good day. Oh, Hermione, could you please inform Mr.Weasley and Mr. Potter of the news I have just told you, I'm quite sure you'd like them to find out about it from you." Professor Dumbledore said to Hermione.
"What?" Said Harry in disbelief. "You're both FIFTEEN, for god's sake, and you're both still at school! How are you going to manage that?" He said to both of them. Ron and Hermione stared at him. Then Harry noticed a pearly tear slide silently down Hermione's face. He went and gave her a hug.
"How many months?" Asked Harry, his tone of voice much quieter and calm then it had been a few minutes ago.
"2 months," whispered Hermione.
"And when exactly were you to planning to tell me that you were seeing each other in the first place?" Harry said, but this time he spoke to Ron.
"Umm...I...uhh...we j-just didn't think th-that you'd take it s-seriously," Ron stammered, carefully looking anywhere apart from Harry.
"Why did he have to find out like this?" Ron thought to himself. "Now he's gonna think that we don't trust him!"
Harry laughed at Ron's reply. "You IDIOT! How on earth can you possibly think that I'm not backing you up all the way here? Of 'course I would have taken you seriously Ron, you two are my best friends. Don't you two worry about anything, I'm with you all the way."
"Yes, but how will I manage to get all my school work done when I'm having a baby? I mean, come on, I'm fifteen, nearly sixteen, I have another two years of school to complete, I'm going to have to take care of a baby, and Ron can explain to his parents and mine what's happened, because I certainly will not!" Said Hermione, giving Ron a look that quiet plainly said: 'You better tell them what's happened or you're in big trouble.' Ron gulped, and Harry fought hard to keep his face straight.
"We're going to have to tell a teacher, you know," Hermione piped up one lunchtime, "They're obviously going to find out sooner or later." She finished.
"How about Dumbledore?" Harry suggested, cramming as much chicken into his mouth as possible.
"Harry do you have to eat like that?" Hermione said, referring to the fact that Harry was eating as if he had never eaten properly in his life before. She waited a few seconds for Harry to reply.
"Hey, I missed breakfast his morning." Harry shrugged. Hermione shook her head, and then muttered something under her breath that sounded a lot like 'boys'.
"Oh god, what if something's happened?" Hermione thought, as she felt the last of all liquid leaving her throat, which was now as dry as a desert.
"Miss. Granger! Ah, now I must tell you, you really should sit down." Said Professor Dumbledore. Hermione sat down on one of the chairs opposite Professor Dumbledore.
"Your child, when it is to be born, that is, will have extraordinarily astonishing powers, but as it's mother, you are one of the few people who will be able to control it, so that's why I'm telling you in advance, Hermione, so that you know, know what's coming, simply because you must be prepared." There was a pause, in which Hermione stared at the ground, her mouth dry, and temporarily unable to make any sort of sound.
"Umm, professor? When you say 'extraordinarily astonishing powers', exactly what do you mean by that?" Hermione said uncertainly. Professor Dumbledore took a deep breath, and looked Hermione straight in the eye, which made her look away from him again.
"Well, those, Hermione, will only become known when the child is born. But one thing, which I feel I should tell you-this child will be immortal, and do some of the greatest things ever recorded in history, even at a very young age." Said Professor Dumbledore. "Like you, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter already seem to have done." He added with a warm smile.
"S-Sir, h-how do you know all o-of this? I m-mean, this child, my child, how can it have all of these powers, and it isn't even born yet. I mean-" Hermione started, but Professor Dumbledore cut in.
"Hermione, you will know all when the time is right, but not now, you and your child will find out together, when the time is right," he repeated. "And Hermione? Just for the record, it's a girl, just like you wanted, and am I right in saying that Ron wanted a girl too?" Hermione blushed.
"You may leave now, and have a good day. Oh, Hermione, could you please inform Mr.Weasley and Mr. Potter of the news I have just told you, I'm quite sure you'd like them to find out about it from you." Professor Dumbledore said to Hermione.