Chapter Eleven
Hermione's POV
"Mummy!" shrieked Kira as I stepped into Abby's house.
"Sweetie, are you alright?" I asked, lifting her into my arms.
She nodded.
"Do you still want to go home?" I asked, praying she would say no.
She nodded again. Crap.
"Thank you so much, Maya. Happy birthday, Abby. I'm so sorry about all this."
"Not to worry. Happens to me all the time." said Maya. "Bye, Kira." she said.
"Bye, Kira!" said Abby, watching me put Kira in the car. Kira waved at her.
I sat into the car and started driving home, as slowly as I could.
By the time I got home, Kira was fast asleep. I lifted her into my arms, and walked inside; praying for strength to endure what was coming.
At first, the four of them didn't notice me walking in. But once Ginny said: "Hey Her—shit!" I knew that they had seen. Kira suddenly stirred and woke up.
"Where are we mummy?" she asked. Ron's eyes widened.
"We're at home, sweetie." I said. She wriggled out of my arms and yawned.
"Who are they?" she asked, once she had seen my old friends and Leah.
"Friends." I said.
"Good night, mummy. I love you." she said, kissing me on the cheek.
"I love you too." I said. She ran up the stairs and into her room. Once the door had shut, I held my breath.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" he yelled. He stood up and walked towards me. "HUH? WAS THAT YOUR DAUGHTER? ISN'T THAT SOMETHING WORTH MENTIONING!" he bellowed in my face. I closed my eyes. I couldn't bear to look at him.
"Ron, leave her—"
"Shut up Ginny! Just shut up!" he yelled. I felt tears coming, and they started to fall.
"Damn right!" he said. "You deserve to cry! I loved you, Hermione! And you left, just like that! And now you have a 10 year old kid!"
Ginny rushed over to me and gave me a hug. She pulled me back to the couch.
"When did it happen, Hermione?" she asked. I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. I couldn't let Ron know.
"Herms?" said Harry.
It took me a minute to gather enough strength to speak.
"Back at Hogwarts." I said quietly.
"With who?" said Ron. I didn't answer. Tears were constantly falling down my face, stinging my cheeks.
"With who, Hermione!"
"You." I said, almost in a whisper. And I ran upstairs to my room.
