It was the next morning, and I was totally tired and not feeling good at all. I felt like I had to puke, so I rushed to the bathroom, where I retched a few times. Then I felt better. Thank God. It was just morning sickness.

I walked down to the common room, where Ron was waiting for me. "Hey, Hermione. What's up? You don't look like you feel so good..."

"Oh, yeah," I responded, "I threw up. Stupid morning sickness."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hermione." He caressed me lovingly, and I smiled.

"It's all right. I knew it would be coming." I responded. "It's part of the whole being pregnant thing."

"Yeah, I know it is," Ron said, with a laugh.

Just then, Harry came down from the boys' dormitories in his dressing robe and horrible bedhead.

"Wow, looks like someone is eager to start the day!" Ron said, chuckling. I laughed too.

"Hey, you guys," Harry mumbled, "I think I'm sick..."

He collapsed to the floor, and Ron and I both rushed over to him. He was unconcious.

"Bloody hell, he IS sick!" Ron said, "Hermione, can you try to help me lift him and take him to the hospital wing?"

"Ron, I don't know if I can do that..." I said, looking down at my bulging stomach.

"I'll help!" A voice called from the corner of the room. Colin Creevy.

Ron sighed, and said, "All right, Colin. You can help."

Colin ran over and picked up one end of Harry, and Ron picked up the other.

"I guess I should come too. I'm worried about him," I said.

"All right, Hermione. You can come." Ron said, smiling gratefully at me.

We got to the hospital wing after what seemed like a long time, since we had walked there so slowly. How could you not, with a dead weight in your arms? When Madam Pomfrey saw Harry, she said, "Put him on that bed over there. I'll take care of him. You students were very kind for helping him out, so I will award you 20 house points."

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey!" I said enthusiastically. Ron and Colin looked happy, too. "We'd best get going now, I think. Come on Ron, Colin."

Ron and Colin followed faithfully after me, and we got back to Gryffindor Tower.

"I wonder what's wrong with Harry," Ron said, concerned.

"I don't know, but it had better not be anything serious," I responded.

"Nah, I don't think it's serious. Probably just a bad case of the flu or something."

"Yeah, you're right, it probably is."

"Bloody hell, look at the time!" Ron shouted suddenly, standing up.

"Oh my gosh! We're late for Potions! Snape is probably going to take away that 20 points we just earned! Let's hurry!"

Ron and I raced through the halls and down to the dungeons, people staring at us curiously as we flew by. Ron flung open the door to the Potions classroom, and we both stood there, panting. Snape gave us an angry look, but before he could say anything Ron spoke.

"Sorry we're late, Professor. You see, Harry's sick, he passed out, and we had to take him to the hospital wi-"

"Quiet, Mr. Weasley. I don't care why you two are late. All I care about is the house points that you're losing for being that way. 20 points from Gryffindor."

"See, what did I tell you?" I whispered in Ron's ear.

"Ms. Granger, don't make me deduct further points." Snape said menacingly.

"Sorry, Professor. I won't do it again," I said meekly.

After what seemed like the longest hour of my life, Potions was over, and it was time for my Ancient Runes class. Ron and I parted and went to our seperate classes, giving each other a quick peck on the lips before leaving. We didn't care who saw, because without Malfoy around any more it didn't matter.

I went through the Ancient Runes class and all the others like usual, nodding off a few times and being woken up sharply by whoever the teacher happened to be at that point. Finally, the day was over and it was time for dinner. I was really hungry, probably because I had another person inside me to feed besides myself.

Ron and I met up outside the Great Hall and joined hands, walking in. When we got in there, we saw Ginny sitting at the Gryffindor table, looking deeply upset by something.

"Hey, Ginny," I said, concerned, "Is something wrong?"

"Yes," Ginny sniffled, "I'm afraid for Harry. I'm afraid that he's really, really sick and never going to get better."

This sounded very childish to me, but my reply was sympathetic. "I know how you feel, Ginny," I said, "But why are you so concerned about him all of a sudden?"

Ginny hesitated to answer my question for what seemed like quite a while. Then, finally, she responded. "Harry and I have been seeing each other, Hermione. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

I just sat there, shocked for a moment. Then I said, "Well, Ginny, that's awesome for you two! But just make sure that you don't get yourself into some serious trouble, ok?" As I said that, I looked down at my stomach, and she got the hint.

"Ok, I won't." Ginny said, smiling.

"Well, Ron and I have to go, Ginny. We have a lot of homework tonight." I said, with a sigh.

"Ok. I'll see you later then!" Ginny said, back to her old cheery self.

When Ron and I got back up to Gryffindor Common Room, we both sat down at a table and started doing our homework. I had way more homework than Ron, because I had to write two feet on the importance of the ancient runes. Ron and I both worked for about two hours, and then Ron stood up.

"Well, I'm done with my homework, Hermione. I think I'll call it a night," He said, yawning.

"Ok," I responded, "At this rate I'll be up until midnight. See you in the morning!"

"Yep." Ron leaned over and gave me a kiss good night, and I smiled at him. Then he went up to the boys' dormitories. With a sigh, I went back to my work.

I was finally done with my homework around 11:00. I walked up to the girls' dormitories, dragging my feet, half asleep. When I got up there I changed into my pajamas and crawled into bed for a deep, dreamless sleep.

Finally, morning came. I heard the birds chirping, and the sun was shining brightly through the window. I squinted my eyes against the glare, got dressed, and went down to the common room, where Ron was standing waiting for me.

"Hey, Ron," I said, yawning.

"Hi, Hermione. You tired?"

"Yep. Very much so. I was up until 11."

"Oh, that's bloody awful! Why don't we go down to breakfast now? That might cheer you up."

"That's an excellent idea."

When Ron and I got down to breakfast, Ginny was there looking worried again. I went over to her and whispered in her ear.

"Ginny, don't worry about Harry so much!" I said, "He'll be fine!"

"I know he will be, but I'm still worried. I can't even eat," she said, with a lot of worry in her voice.

"Well, at least eat a few pancakes or something!" I said, "You HAVE to eat!"

"I'm NOT hungry!" she said. Then she stood up and stalked off in anger.

"Ron, I think something is seriously wrong with your sister," I said, worried and confused.

"Yeah, me too. She's really getting riled up over Harry being so sick."

"Well, I am too," I said, "since he's our best friend. So I can understand why Ginny is so worried. After all, they're dating."

"Yeah," Ron responded, "but I'm worried about her. If she doesn't eat she could get really sick, too."

"I agree. She should stop not eating! It's really dumb!"

"Well, why don't we finish eating and go back up to the tower. I'm so glad it's Easter, we don't have classes today."

"IT'S EASTER?" I asked, very surprised. "WHY DIDN'T I KNOW THAT?"

"Jeez, Hermione! Can't you tell by the decorations? There's little white bunnies hopping around, for God's sake!"

I looked down at my plate, and jumped up in surprised. One of those bunnies had hopped on my plate and was nibbling on my pancakes. I pushed it off and grabbed a chocolate egg from the middle of the table.

"Come on, let's go, Ron," I said, standing up.

"Yeah," Ron said, laughing at my reaction to the bunny.

As we got up to Gryffindor Tower, I said, "I was so upset that it's Easter because I didn't get any presents for anyone! We've always given eachother presents, but this year I completely forgot! I'm so sorry, Ron!"

"It's ok, Hermione. Actually, I kinda forgot, too." Ron said, with a laugh.

"Well, whatever, Ron. Let's just have a nice Easter together. This will be the last one we have where we don't have to be the Easter bunny."

"Yeah, you're right," Ron said, sounding kind of amazed at the thought.

"In fact, why don't we go outside? It's so nice out, we should really take advantage of it!"

So Ron and I went outside and spent the rest of the day with our feet in the lake, sharing a few kisses and laughing at jokes that we told eachother. It got to be night, and then Ron got an idea.

"Hey, Hermione," he said, smiling, "why don't we go skinny dipping?"

I laughed out loud at that, but responded with a "Yes." So Ron and I both stripped down and got in the lake. I shivered a bit, but it felt good. After all, it had been so long since the last time I swam.

Ron came over to me and swept me up in his arms. Then he kissed me long and tenderly. It felt nice.

Suddenly, we heard footsteps coming over the school grounds. I looked up, and saw, to my horror, that it was Filch. I went to pull Ron under the water so he wouldn't see us, but just then he shone his flashlight on us. We just floated there, completely helpless. I was still in Ron's arms, with the top of me completely exposed.

"Well, well, well," Filch said menacingly, "Weasley and Granger, skinny dipping past their bedtime. Naughty, naughty,"

"Please, Filch!" I said pleadingly, "Don't report us to the headmaster."

"Oh, I won't," he said, "I had a much worse plan in mind."

To my absolute horror, he bent over and picked our clothes up off the ground and tucked them inside his coat.

"There," he said, laughing, "how do you like that?" Then he just walked away.

Ron and I stayed in the water, staring at each other. Then Ron spoke.

"Ok..." he said, "how do we get out of this?"

"Well, I have an idea," I said, "let's get out of the lake and run."

So Ron and I got out of the lake and went into the school. But we were about to run into another misfortune. Peeves.

"Well, well, well," he said, imitating Filch's voice exactly, "Ron and Hermione are running into the school at night, naked." Then he let out a huge screech, and a bunch of Slytherins popped out from where they had been hiding. They all started roaring with laughter, since Ron and I were standing stark naked in the middle of the entrance hall. Then I got an idea. I joined hands with Ron, put my wand over my head, and apparated up to Gryffindor Tower. It was best to get there as quickly as possible, before any of the professors woke up.

When we got to the common room, we hurried up to our dorms, dried off, and got our pajamas on. Then we crawled into bed and slept restlessly, dreaming of being royally embarassed over and over.

When I woke up, the light of early morning was out. I rolled out of bed, dressed, and went down to the common room, to the laughs of fellow Gryffindors. Obviously, they had heard the story from last night. Breakfast was going to be hell, with those Slytherins down there. I walked down to breakfast with Ron, both of us expecting the worst. We decided to just grab some food and hurry back up to the tower, thankfully unseen by the Slytherins.

We ate our food in the tower, and then decided to go down and visit Harry. When we got to the Hospital Wing, we saw him, still laying in a bed, looking pale as a sheet that's been bleached one too many times.

"Hey, Harry," I said, leaning over the bed, "how are you? Ginny's been worried."

"Oh, has she?" he groaned. "I didn't mean to worry her."

"Well, are you feeling any better?" Ron cut in.

"No, not really," he responded.

"Well, Ron and I got into the funniest situation last night," I proceeded to tell him about what had happened. He laughed weakly.

"Gosh, that must have been extremely embarassing. I wouldn't want to be caught in that situation."

"Well, we were," said Ron.

"Sorry Harry, but we have to go!" I said suddenly, "We're already late for class!"

Ron and I ran to Potions, where we had class with the Slytherins. Of course, we were constantly being taunted. I was just glad Draco wasn't there. Life is hectic enough as it is.

Well, there you have it! The long-awaited Chapter 5! It was an Easter special, so I hope you liked it. It was shorter than usual. Sorry, writer's block. But have a really great Easter!