I followed Harry to his detention. "You know what to do." She smiled sweetly. I watched Harry as each hour passed. As he wrote using his own blood, over and over the words, I must not tell lies, we etched into his skin. He didn't whine once, he just gritted his teeth and bared it. It was around eleven when I could no longer take it. I stayed though. When Harry left I came out of the shadows. "Is she allowed to do that to you?" He turned in surprise but relaxed when he saw me.

"I thought I smelled cherry blossoms." His smile brightened the minute he saw me.

"Is she allowed to do that?" I grasped his hand to examine it.

"It's fine," he smiled, "nothing I can't handle."

"It's etched in deep, how long has she been doing this?"

"Long enough to get it etched in this deep."

"Your scarred body will be the one to save this earth." I told him serenely.

"Your scarred soul is what will save the earth." I smiled.

"We'll save it together. I now realize why we had to mate. And why we only had a chance to save our planet."

"Why?"

"Malfoy is right, I was promised to him. "If I chose him over you then the dark side would gain my immortality and power. It had to remain with you, so that the light could overcome the dark and not the other way around."

"I always wondered how I was supposed to beat your dad."

"You're supposed to beat him using my abilities. My mother gave up her immortality so that my father would become mortal. My gifts will enable you to win." We had arrived back at the room of requirement.

"Mischievous managed." I didn't remember him pulling that map out, but I guess I was more concerned with the blood and cuts anyway. "This time let's make sure that the room knows no one can enter. Wouldn't want Umbridge walking in during the night."

"Right, but I'm changing the look of it."

"Very well."

When we walked in we were in a lavender room with blue tones everywhere. And the bathroom was a gentle green with a soft pink tub and the lights were all different colors of soft hues. "It's my dream room." I said blushing. "My room that grandmother gave me was lovely, but they weren't the colors I would have chosen. She died before I could ask her to change it and once she was gone I didn't have the heart."

"Speaking of heart," Harry pointed to the heart shaped bed in the middle of the room; it was a beautiful silver color. "Ready for bed?"

"No, I think I want to go take a nice hot bath, please go to bed without me."

"Ok, just don't stay up to late." He undressed and got under the covers. I smiled as I went over to the tub. I watched as the water filled the tub, suddenly I shrieked. "What," Harry ran in completely naked, "What is it?"

"Oh, Harry." The thing that had made me scream was a girl. She now turned away and blushed as Harry grabbed a towel. "What are you doing here?" She asked him.

"Myrtle," He sighed.

"I was just sitting in a pipe minding my own business when another pipe appeared, water rushed through it and I ended up here. You haven't forgotten about me have you Harry? If you die you could always come and share my toilet."

"Thanks Myrtle." I could smell his disinterest. "You can't tell anyone you saw us here Myrtle."

"Why," She suddenly gave me a jealous glare, "Is she your girlfriend?"

"I suppose you could say that."

"What are you two doing here? Perhaps I should tell Professor Dumbledore."

"Odds are is that he already knows." I told her.

"You shouldn't be alone with demons Harry, they're not safe."

"I'll be fine Myrtle, thank you." What are we going to do now?

"Very well Harry, I'll trust you. I won't tell anyone, but I'll be watching you from now on. Ta-ta."

"Who was that?" I asked as her cries faded through the pipes.

"Moaning Myrtle, she's had a bit of a crush on me since we had to enter the chamber of secrets through the bathroom where she died."

"Oh," I wonder who else has had a crush on him.

"Don't worry. I'm yours forever." He answered me, even though I didn't ask the question. "Your blood runs through my veins and mine through yours." He kissed my forehead dropped the towel and climbed back into bed. I smiled as I watched his muscles ripple in the dull light of a small lamp. Climbing into the tub I shut my eyes.

"So what are you to Harry?" Myrtle was back.

"His girlfriend."

"I see. So Harry has forgotten about me."

"Myrtle, you're dead."

"If Harry had died in the chamber of secrets we would have been together."

"But Myrtle, Harry lived. You love him don't you?" I looked at her as she nodded. "I'm sure that Harry by the end held a fondness for you in his heart, but Myrtle that fondness is why he couldn't die."

"What do you mean?"

"Harry didn't die, and he's not dead and true you can't be together, but he's living for you. Surely if he died you'd be sad that he'd never get to experience all of the things that life had to offer. Just like you missed out on it. Having a family, having someone to love. Growing up."

"I suppose I'd be sad."

"Myrtle, you love him so I'm sure you would be."

"He was never meant to be with me. I learned of a prophecy here. He's meant to be with you, much as I hate it. Promise me that you'll choose Harry, when you do choose. Help Harry, true he'll be eternally yours, but he'll live and revenge will be had for my death."

"I promise with all my heart Myrtle that I will not let Harry die at the hands of my father." She smiled.

"We'll be good friends I'm sure."

"I'm sure too as long as we no longer talk in a bathroom," I laughed, "at least not while I'm using it."

"Deal," she laughed and flew up the pipe. She wasn't so bad. I'm not sure if what I told her about Harry was true, he cared about every one though. I didn't say he loved her I said he most likely grew fond of her. Yes that's accurate, knowing Harry, I'm sure it is.

I was finally able to relax. What to do about Harry's hand and Malfoy, How am I supposed to keep something like a pregnancy under wraps from every body. I'm sure that Snape had us make that potion for this precise reason, but it only his the symptoms, not the stomach and I'm not even sure if I want to use that potion, but I also can't have Ginny and Seamus and Dean knowing that I keep getting sick. Soon they'll realize it's not just a flu.

As I got out of the bath still wondering what to do when I heard Harry tossing and turning. "Harry, Harry!" I shook him as he eventually sat up. He was sweating; it was a cold sweat from fear. "Harry, how can we do this?"

"Do what?"

"Do you realize that our child will be born around the time for finals, and after that how will we keep my father from her, from us."

"I'll protect you, you're never to leave my side." He fell back asleep almost instantly. I couldn't sleep though; I was too worried. I got up and decided to take a late night walk through the halls. I went to the Great Hall, wondering where I could go this late at night when an oozing voice made my blood run cold.

"So, out for a midnight stroll are you?"

"Maybe, what's it you Malfoy, you're not supposed to be up either."

"I'm a prefect, I have to do a nightly sweep of the halls. I took the early morning shift thinking perhaps I'd run into you and look, I have."

"And what does that do for you?"

"This," he smiled and pushed me against a wall. Instantly he kissed me before I could scream. I knew my eyes were changing colors, and Harry, I knew he felt my rage. He'd be barging down the stairs right about now; I had to get Malfoy away. I pushed him off of me using my claws to scratch his face. "You'll regret that."

"Not as much as you if you don't leave my sight."

"You will be mine one of these days." He whispered, and left. I sighed falling to the floor. Malfoy had disappeared right at Harry jumped down the last staircase.

"What happened?" His eyes blazed green with envy.

"Like you don't already know."

"I'll kill him."

"You'll do nothing but go to bed." I told him sternly.

"But…"

"No buts… To bed, we've been up long enough."

We walked up to our room in the room of requirement and fell happily into a peaceful slumber.

When I woke Harry was not beside me. "Harry?" I heard the shower water running. I walked into the bathroom and into the shower with him. He was deep in thought and didn't notice me. I wrapped my arms around him. "How are you feeling this morning?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he laughed and put his hand on my stomach. "Not more than a day old and already trouble, must be a boy."

"Well Mr. Potter, would you die if it was a girl?"

"Of course not," he smirked, "Mrs. Potter." I smiled as he called me that. It was the first time we were able to acknowledge that we were truly married, even if we couldn't tell anyone else. "So what made you join me for this lovely morning shower?"

"Wanted to wash off the stench of Malfoy."

"Well, let me help you." He laughed as he wrapped his arm around me and started to kiss my neck. I laughed before I realized I had no idea what time it was. Almost instantly a clock appeared saying the time.

"Noon?" I yelled. "Harry, we have to get to lunch. We've been out of the common rooms all night and its not like we can say we went down early as we missed breakfast!" We hurried to get dressed. He grabbed a black shirt that even though it was a medium that fit him when he was younger, the massive muscle he obtained from quidditch made it stretch across his chest. He put on a tight pair of jeans that Sirius had bought for him.

I grabbed a lavender skirt and a baby blue blouse that showed a nice amount of cleavage. I ran to brush out my long blue-black waves and Harry came up softly behind me. I was rushing so I didn't notice until he took my hand a placed a sapphire ring on it. It was a beautiful cool blue color and was cut in the shape of a heart with diamonds all around it. "It was my mother's engagement ring," he spoke softly. "Sirius gave it to me right before I left, he told me I might need it."

Smiling I put my hand on his. We began to kiss before realizing we were massively late. "We have to get going, people will already be suspicious."

"I wish for once I didn't have to worry or think about what other people thought.

"Well, we're in very hot water and we lack that luxury, so let's get going."

"Hey," a smiling Ron and Hermione greeted us at the gates of the school, clearly something was up.

"Did we miss lunch?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but we got you some things." Hermione held out some food for us to eat.

"Thank you Hermione," I smiled at her.

"Sure," she laughed and whispered, "let's see how long you can keep it down this time." I hit her gently as she ran and I went right after her.

"So, what were you smiling about earlier?" We had stopped at the lake away from the two boys.

"Oh, nothing, it's just… well I've liked Ron for a long time and this morning, he took me for a walk out here…" She stopped short and blushed.

"And?" I asked anxiously.

"He got down on his knee and proposed."

"Really!" I cried as I hugged her. I heard Harry say really at the same time, evidently Ron had told him.

"When is the ceremony going to be?" I asked her.

"Well, we were thinking we'd marry over Christmas break, like you and Harry."

"Do your parents know about this?"

"Not yet." She admitted.

"Shouldn't you see what they think before doing all this?"

"You're right, let's go write them." We ran up and grabbed the boys on our way to the owlery.

"Where are we going?"

"To write home, we need their input so that we can marry." Hermione beamed as we ran to the owlery hand in hand.