A/N: Well, so sorry for the delay, but I rewrote this about five times, never satisfied with it, until the fifth time, when things really started going wrong with my computer, so I lost the entire thing! Bloody computers! And to top it all off, I got writers' block half way through!

Oh well, something did come out of this experience, something which could be taken as either bad or good. I am now going back to what I used to do a few months ago of updating anything at any given point. I've stuck to updating in a set order for a while now, so whilst it was good for me to stick to a schedule for any amount of time, I do believe it was harder for me to write chapters because of it. See? Being organised helped, but didn't do me much good.

Disclaimer: I never said I owned Harry Potter. Did you say I did?

Chapter thirty

"Go on, get a move on, I haven't got all day."

Bella turned and scowled at the stern-faced mediwitch who seemed to hate her for no apparent reason and was also hurrying her through the doors into the Long Term Residents' ward at St Mungo's. In the letter she had received from the ministry about the conditions for her freedom with which she had to comply, it had told her that she had to visit St Mungo's and try to help the Longbottom's. She hadn't been looking forwards to it, and now she almost wondered if it was too late to return the Voldemort's services in order to get out of facing the people she had driven insane.

"I'm going, I'm going," Bella growled and allowed herself to be pushed along the ward by the mediwitch.

The Long term Residents' ward was different from all the other wards in the building in that it had been personalised by the patients residing there with photos and the like.

On the way down to the end of the ward where two of the patients who had stayed the longest so far she passed a blond-haired, blue-eyed moron who asked if she wanted a signed photo ("With joined up writing too!"), a wizard who was murmuring to himself whilst rocking back and forth and a witch who had a fur covered face and was growling at odd intervals, amongst other patients.

Finally they reached the last two occupied beds on the ward. On one sat a woman who was staring at around with a vacant and vague expression, She had a thin and worn face, wide eyes and white, wispy hair. On the other bed was a man whose face was as thin and worn, whose eyes were equally as wide, and whose hair was equally as wispy and white as the woman's, only he was laying on the bed, staring upwards unfocusedly at the ceiling. Bella would recognise them anywhere, even though they had changed a lot over the past fifteen years: Alice and Frank Longbottom.

"Oh Gilderoy! No!" The healer who was forcing Bella along the right path had suddenly turned and ran off to stop the moronic blond from signing the walls. Evidently Bella was on her own from then on.

She gulped and walked further down towards the second but last bed. Alice Longbottom was on that bed, so maybe she wouldn't freak out as much as her husband might if Bella managed to get a response out of them.

Alice Longbottom's vague stare wandered around the room as Bella approached, then it met Bella's eyes, and though they had previously held insanity, they now held a look of absolute fear. Bella smiled, in an attempt to reassure the witch on the bed, but all it did was increase her fear to the extent that she whimpered and dived off and under the bed. Bella sighed. It was irritating, but had actually gone better than she had expected. At least Alice had responded.Granted, it wasn't a positive response, but it was still a response.

Figuring that she had gotten enough of a response out of the witch under the bed, Bella walked onto the next bed, the one that held Frank Longbottom, but before she would get close enough for him to see her, she was interrupted by a voice from behind her.

"Stay away from my husband."

Though the voice was rough and hoarse, it was evident that it was filled with far more hate than Bella had thought possible... On second thoughts, maybe not, Voldemort could add much more venom to his voice. That could be because he looked like he was part snake though.

Bella turned quietly and came face to face with an extremely pissed off Alice Longbottom and an invariably shocked mediwitch. The mediwitch looked from Bella to Alice, then back again, before speaking in absolute shock.

"You got her to speak."

Harry paced around the living room of Grimmauld Place as nervous as hell as he waited for Bella to return from St Mungo's. He felt as if he was being paranoid whenever he thought of it, but he couldn't felt believing that some huge, and probably terrible revelation would come from Bella's visit from the wizarding hospital.

"Harry, will you stop pacing? As much as I hate the carpet, I don't think pacing with wear a hole in it," Sirius joked. He had been watching Harry for the last half an hour, trying to do something - Harry wasn't quite sure what it was yet, if he had failed to get started yet because of so many distractons, or if there was anything Sirius was trying to do at all - whilst Harry worried over Bella. "Relaz already. She's in St Mungo's! If she gets hurt at all they can heal her there!"

"Oh Merlin, what if you're right? What if she does get hurt?" Harry responded, and Sirius sighed.

Harry certainly hadn't been worrying about anything happening to Bella up until this point. All he had been worrying about was big and possibly horrible revelations that might not exists. Now he was worrying about Bella getting hurt too.

Who knew what would actually happen? The ministry had ordered Bella to go and try to help out Neville's parents, but what if Bella did help? What if they remembered everything that happened and wanted revenge? Oh Merlin, what if they killed Bella? Harry didn't know what he'd do. What if-

No! Harry cut his thoughts off beforwe they could get much further. Nothing would happen to Bella, and if something did... well, the healer at St Mungo's would be able to heal her in no time.

And he was being paranoid, anyway. Nothing would come out of Bella's trip to see the Longbottoms other the remote possibility that the Longbottoms would wake up. Nothing else would happen. Nothing at all.

How very wrong Harry was.

An hour later Bella walked up Grimmauld Place in a state of shock. It seemed so surreal as she kocked on the door of number twelve and woke the sleeping portrait of her Aunt.

"SCUM! MUTANTS! FILTH! HALF-BREEDS! SQUIBS! BEGONE FROM THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS!" came the voice of the portrait.

"SHUT UP YOU OLD HAG! NO ONE CARES WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!" That was Sirius. But before Bella could hear more of the screaming match that was sure to take place, that door was opened by Harry, who was looking as if he had been worrying himself ragged.

Not knowing what else to do at Bella flung herself at Harry and hugged him tightly. Harry, not sure what to do, brought her inside so he could find out what happened. When Bella finally felt that she could talk, she started to explain what happened.

"Well," Bella sniffed a bit, completely overcome with emotions. "After I arrived I managed to get Alice Longbottom to talk... I was going to leave a bit after that but..."

-------Flashback-------

"Ms Black, before you leave, we're going to have to check you, just to see if you have picked up anything dieases or anything within the hospital. It's a new precedure, just been introduced," said the mediwitch, having only just recovered from the fact that Bella had managed to get Alice to talk in time to see that she was turning to leave. Bella turned back.

"Uh, sure."

The witch nodded and pulled out her wand and murmured a spell. About a minute later something must have happened, because the other witch's eyes widened in shock, then in disbelief.

"That can't be.."

The witch cast the spell again. It must have given the same result as it had a similar reaction from the witch.

"P-please wait here a moment."

The mediwitch rushed off for a moment then returned with another witch, probably her superior or something. The newcomer cast the same spell, and then turn to the original healer. The two nodded.

-------End Flashback-------

"So? What did they say?" Harry asked, unsure at what Bella was trying to say and what could possibly so unusual that two fully trained mediwitches were shocked by it.

"Harry," Bella said, looking straight into his eyes. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh..." Harry said in response. "That's nice..."

Harry fainted.

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger, and the long wait, and it beingnot as long as I would have wished it to be, but, well, writers' block sucks. Next chapter, since I've given up updating in any particular order, should be up pretty soon, since I have now over come You-Know-What.

coolone007-2: Yes, there's someone in Hermione's life too. I just need to work out who.

Paladin3030: So that's where you've been! I was wondering! Sorry, Neville hasn't blasted Bella. He might do at some point.

lucas13: I'll try!

Silverscale: Oh... Nope, never heard of Ranma. Or, at least, I don't think I have. It could be because I hardly ever watch anime, or TV in general.

LadyBlackIce01: I have no idea. Maybe.

Amscray: Alastor was visiting them? And I think you're right about it being Ms not miss.

LOL Again: It was not idiotic! But thanks anyway.

Blackhand/Exzlayer: Thanks! And I intend to continue to write.

harrysgal8: Dammit! I was hoping someone would tell me where it's going!

Ryua Malfoy: Lord Thingy is a wonderful thing to call Voldemort, isn't it? Lovely habit to get into, one which I'll probably get into soon for fun, then will be unable to break. Hell, give me a few months and I'll be flinching at 'Voldemort'.

JoeHundredaire: You actually worked that out? Wow... Thanks! I think...

EmeraldThrone: Nope, still can't find you. And that is a fun thought - a fight between all the characters you mentioned and more. Could be interesting.

Shadowface: Well, I tried to update quickly. It just doesn't always work out.

Fire Gazer: Glad you liked that line. I like it too.

e: Well, if you insist.

A. Person: eats cookie heeheehee! Reverse phycology got you to find out what Ehno's name means. And you were right! Ehno means protector! So Ehno is protecting both Harry and Sirius, but also some more people. If you want to exact answer, try to think broadly, very broadly indeed.

DJ Rodriguez: Yes, Harry and Bella are free. And I'm female, not male, as bro implies if you haven't guessed by now from my yahoo name thing from the group.

sappjody: I plan to do another.

Nutty Al: Those pairings do get a bit repetitive.

Monoceros: Thanks! It's great to know people find this interesting.

athenakitty: Fudgie might be booted, there might be compensation for Harry and Sirius, and the land speed record for the worker was very fast, approaching the speed of sound, I believe.

android181: I'll try.

kittyofwonder: Harry and Bella can go off and get married, huh? It's very possible. As for Harry's homework... I think he's going to be buried in it. And Hermione in love with Harry? Ick, I am not a fan of Harry/Hermione fics. Besides, Hermione's already with someone, I'm just not saying who until I know myself. Anyway... the baby's/babies' story should be fun.