Authors Note: Ok Ok, I'm sorry. Its been about 2 ½ weeks since I updated. The only reason is because SCHOOL. Now I'm home and sick with a bad cold, so what do I do? I come and type for my readers. And myself, I can't help but want to write this story! Ok...

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Harry walked Professor Dumbledore out of the common room. He had just undergone an hour speech of Dumbledore, and he understood every word. He walked back to Hermione's room.

He pushed open the door to the cream colored room silently, and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him quietly. He stepped towards Hermione's bed where she lay sleeping. He pushed her covers on her, and walked out of the room.

He sat down on his favorite chair in their shared common room. He picked up his pile of books and homework assignments that he kept missing in class, and attempted to start them. After a couple of minutes, he put them down on the coffee table and sighed. He had too much on his mind. What Dumbledore had said to him really made him think about his life in perspective.

He placed his head in his hands and mentally made lists and charts. He watched a shadow rise through Hermione's glass pane covered with her curtains. She was up.

He glided slowly towards her room and knocked on the door.

"Come in, Harry" Hermione said.

Harry walked into her room and closed the door behind him. Hermione smiled at him, and he felt a bit better. He sat on her bed next to her. She looked like she felt better.

"Hermione, I've been thinking..." Harry started.

"Harry, what is it?" she questioned.

"Umm, I was thinking.. I was thinking... I was thinking that you should rest up more. These classes seem like they are too much for you." He rushed the words out of his mouth, hiding what he truly wanted to say.

"Oh Harry, don't be silly. I'm going to be like this all the time. Now that I'm heading into my second and third months, its going to happen more often." she answered him.

She then looked away, and her breath shortened.

"What is it 'Mione?"

"Its just... I'm so scared Harry!"

"I know, 'Mione, I know."

"Its not only that. I'm going to start, well, showing soon. I'm going to look pregnant. Then there's no turning back. And what am I going to do? I haven't even told my mom yet, she just won't understand. I can't tell anyone– no one understands!" she said and started to cry.

"Don't worry Hermione. Its ok" Harry said, and patted her softly. "Its ok. We will go to Hogsmeade together and go shopping. Don't worry, on a day that no one else does. You will be all taken care of."

"How? How can I make you miss more class? I'm going to have to repeat the year, I don't even know when, with a–ba-BABY- and all..." she started to sob loudly.

"What am I thinking Harry? What am I doing?"

"Hermione, you are doing a great thing. You are going to be a mom. You are going to have a baby, yes, and a beautiful one. And I am going to be here to help you . Through it."

"I can't make you do that Harry. And I won't."

"Hermione, how about we rest this topic for another time? Ok? Now what do you say we go and try some of that homework? I could definitely use your brain for that."

Hermione laughed. "Sure Harry."

They walked out to the common room holding hands. Harry moved a chair closer to the desk, and motioned to Hermione. She sat down, and he pushed her in.

He then moved a chair next to her and placed the books on the desk.

"Ok, what do we have first..."

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The autumn months passed with more or less of the same things happening for Harry and Hermione. Before he knew it, it was December, and Hermione was in the beginning of her fourth month of pregnancy. She was beginning to show it as well, and felt irritable as a result.

"Hermione, I think we should go to Hogsmeade on Tuesday. I will get permission from Professor McGonagall, or Dumbledore."

"I hate to say this, but I think that you're right. I can't fit into half of my clothes. Maybe talk to McGonagall." she asserted.

"Alright, I'm going to go talk to her now. Would you like to come?" Harry asked.

"Its alright. I'm tired. I'm going to go to sleep now. Goodnight Harry, and thank you."

Harry walked towards Professor McGonagall's office. He knocked at the door, and entered when he heard his permission to do so.

"Professor, I need to speak with you. Its about Hermione..."

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Authors Note: Alright, please review! Please..... I know it was short, its going to get better. And I have to make the months go by faster or we will be here for the next 6 years! Its almost December, so Happy Holidays!