Innocent Lies

by mrs.ronweasleyy

Something happens to Hermione her first night back at Hogwarts. She leaves Hogwarts in the middle of the year, and no one knows where she is. What happens when 9 years later, she is reunited with her old friends? Will she have to tell them her secret?

7. Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Hermione's POV

I haven't been able to tell him. How could I? I can't bear to see his reaction or what he'll think. What would he want to do? Would he want me to keep the baby? Or give it away? I can't bear to just give something that will live inside of me for nine months away! I can't tell him. I won't tell him.

General POV

Hermione walked into the Great Hall. She was alone. She silently walked up to the Gryffindor table, where Harry and Ginny were sitting. She wanted to tell them, she wanted to tell them so badly. But she knew she couldn't.

"Hello, Hermione." said Ginny, smiling up at her. Hermione buried her face into her hands, and started sobbing.
"Herms?" said Harry, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" he asked.

She didn't answer. She kept on sobbing.

Suddenly, Ron walked in. Hermione looked up. She grabbed her things and rushed out before Ron had a chance to sit down.

Ginny's POV

I knew something was up. Something had happened that Hermione wasn't telling us. She sat down and just started crying. I mean, what happened? And then, right when Ron walked in, she totally panicked and ran out. They're completely avoiding each other.

I stood up and ran after her.

"Hermione!" I called, chasing her down a long empty corridor. "Hermione, please stop!" But she didn't. She kept running. She ran right into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

"Shit!" I mumbled. I followed her inside. Myrtle was sitting on top of the sinks, and she smirked at me when I walked in. "Where's Hermione?" I asked.

"In there," said Myrtle, pointing to a bathroom stall. "But I wouldn't bother her if I were you." she giggled and flew over to the window. "There's going to be a storm tonight." she said to herself. She sat down and started singing. I walked over to the stall she had pointed to.

"Mione?" I said.

"Don't call me that!" she shrieked. "Don't ever call me that again!"

"Okay, okay." I said. "Hermione, what's wrong? What happened?"

Suddenly the door to the stall swung open, and Hermione ran out and hugged me.

"Oh, Ginny, I want to tell you. I want to tell all of you. But I can't. You won't understand. I just can't."

"Yes you can, Hermione. Just spit it out."

But Hermione shook her head.

"I can't Ginny. I'm so sorry, but I can't."