Sorry that it's taken so long to update! This chapter was really hard to write! Also, I don't own any of the old characters and places and stuff like that.

NOTE: this is NOT going to be the last chapter. There's more!

Chapter Four

Ron stood over the crib, wand raised and pointed at Lily. There was anger in his face that Hermione had never seen before.

"Ron, what are you doing?" she whispered, too scared to raise her voice. Tears were brimming at her eyes and her knees were shaking.

"This baby needs to die. It has no right to be here," Ron said, facing Hermione. She began to edge along the wall as he advanced towards her. Ron pointed his wand at her throat.

"You just had to screw Harry, didn't you?" he asked in a menacing tone. He turned around and once again pointed it at Lily, who was crying. Hermione broke down, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Avada Keda-"

"Stupefy!" A jet of red light came in the door way and hit Ron. He fell down face flat on the floor. "Petrificus Totalus!" The voice shouted again, making Ron slightly white and frozen. Hermione began breathing again and managed to stand up, even though she was still violently shaking.

She cautiously walked over to Lily's crib. The baby had stopped crying by now. Hermione sensed a person behind her and turned around.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Harry asked, putting his hands on her shoulders, slightly out of breath. Hermione shook her head and looked down at the ground, a couple more tears escaping.

Harry sighed and pulled her into an embrace, holding her tight. He rocked side to side slowly. Hermione sobbed occasionally and Harry rubbed her back.

"Shhh. It's okay Hermione. Please stop crying. Shhh. I hate seeing you like this," Harry said calmly and gently. Hermione separated from him and looked into his eyes.

For a second, the electricity between the emerald-green and chocolate-brown eyes could be seen. Both felt a jolt as Hermione kissed Harry. They both secretly wished the moment could last forever. It didn't. They were separated when Harry was pulled away, falling to the floor.

A very furious Ron was the one who pulled him. He stood over Harry, and Hermione could feel her lips tingling as Ron began to yell at him.

"You ahole! What the he do you think you're doing?" Ron demanded.

"Being kissed by Hermione, I suppose," Harry replied, rubbing the back of his head as he sat upright.

"Why? You know how I feel about her!" Ron shouted, looking as is he could kill him.

"Um…so?" Harry answered slowly. His gaze began to follow Ron's pacing. Hermione's breathing turned shallow, as if she didn't want to remind Ron that she was still there. She quickly and quietly took Lily out o her crib and sat down on her bed. Ron slowly turned and faced her. As he walked towards her, his face turned from rage to love and pleading.

"Hermione, why did you kiss Harry?"

"Because he saved my daughter from my ex-best-friend," Hermione said coldly. Ron's face turned to sadness and hopelessness. His eyes flickered fire and ice. Lily started to cry once again.

"Accio bottle," Hermione said casually, wand pointed at the doorway. The bottle came zooming through the room and onto her bed. she put her wand back into her pocket and the bottle into Lily's mouth.

This drew Ron's gaze, and Harry took this opportunity to stand up. "Ron, I think you should go. You are not welcome here anymore," he said. His tone was gentle, but it had just enough force to get the point across. Hermione nodded, agreeing. Ron's fists were clenched, but he didn't make any effort to move.

"Ron, I said to leave us alone!" Harry said from behind him. Ron turned around and faced him.

"Make me."

This made Harry's temper flare. He pushed Ron towards the door. Ron pushed Harry's chest back. Harry fell in such a way that his wand was shot out of his pocket.

"Da," Harry mumbled under his breath. He was laying on his stomach, face down into the carpet.

Hermione gasped. "Honestly Ron, fighting in front of Lily. You wouldn't want her to get bad ideas, now, would you?" she asked sweetly.

Ron looked as if his head would explode any second. But all he did was exhale sharply and storm out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Mfle muzz enflentoing," Harry said into the carpet.

Hermione looked up, still holding Lily. "What was that, Harry?"

Harry rolled over onto his back and said, "That was interesting."

"Yes, it certainly was," Hermione agreed. "I don't think he really likes Lily that much, do you?"

"Oh, I think he adores her," Harry replied sarcastically. He got up slowly and smiled weakly at Hermione. He took a seat down on the bed next to her.

Hermione was looking down at Lily, who by now had finished the bottle and was beginning to drift off to sleep again. She took the bottle from Lily and put it next to her pillow. She propped Lily's head on her shoulder and burped her. Hermione let a smile escape, but it quickly faded when she looked at her crib.

"I should probably put her back to sleep," she said softly. Hermione motioned to get up, but couldn't, frozen to the spot.

Harry put his hand on her right shoulder and said gently, "Why don't you put Lily in her crib?"

"Harry," she replied, her voice trembling and her body feeling like ice. "I'm scared."

"Of what, Hermione?"

"I'm scared that Ron will come back. Or even worse, Malfoy. His room is right through the bathroom."

Harry sighed. "I'm here, Hermione. It's okay. I won't let anyone get near her. You can trust me."

"Oh, Harry. What would I do without you?" Hermione asked, putting Lily carefully back into her crib. She sat back down onto the bed and clasped her hands together.

"So…" Harry started.

"So…" Hermione replied back.

"Have you given any thought as to what we're going to do?"

"Actually, yes, I have," Hermione replied, lying back so that her legs were hanging off. "We could move into Hogsmeade. That way, we're close to the school and won't have to travel far for anything."

"Okay," Harry replied. He lied back too, so that they both looked like little kids staring at clouds. "Hogsmeade it is."

"Harry," Hermione started. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"What was Ron talking about when he was yelling at you?"

"About…?"

"Me. When he was all, 'You know how I feel about her!'"

"Oh. That," Harry said uncomfortably. "Well, for about the past three years or so, he's kind of…well, had a crush on you."

"What?" Hermione exclaimed. She faced Harry. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah. You didn't know?" Harry asked, amazed.

"How would I know?"

"I don't know. I guessed that he would have told you by now."

"Never mentioned it, not once," Hermione said, still in shock.

"Didn't you ever wonder why he was always picking on Victor?"

"But if he likes, or, liked me, then why did he try to kill Lily?"

"That I don't have an answer to," Harry replied. "But I'm pretty glad I stopped him."

"I'm glad you did too," Hermione said, kissing Harry on the cheek.

Their last month at Hogwarts was busy. Hermione stressed about their final exams, while trying to juggle studying and taking care of Lily. Harry did his best to try and help, but Hermione was very cautious about who got to go near her, feed her, etc.

Neither of them exchanged another word with Ron, who had recently taken to locking himself in his dormitory, doing God only knows what.

The day of graduation, Hermione's parents were there, and they got to meet their granddaughter. Lily was a happy baby, not crying much during the night, and almost always had a happy look in her eyes.

Both Hermione and Harry did perfectly fine on their finals, and Hermione was nominated Class Valedictorian. She gave an emotional speech, which made almost everybody cry. Her grades were the highest ever achieved by any one student.

Harry and Hermione moved in together in an apartment in Hogsmeade. They had a nice set-up. Harry got a job being a waiter at the Three Broomsticks during the day, then Hermione would work for a couple hours at Honeydukes at night.

Despite their challenges, Lily had a pretty good baby-hood. She was adored by Hermione all the time, and Harry tried to be a good father, but it was sometimes hard.

They haven't decided whether or not to get married yet. Neither one knows how the other feels, and they think that maybe getting married might end up in disaster. Both have mutually agreed that they might want to wait until they are older.

A.N. This ISN'T then end of the story. It's just a filler, because I'm now going to skip until Lily's about three or so. I just had to put this in to help you guys not go crazy. I already have some of the next chapter written, and it's going to be sooo good!