Disclaimer: All HP characters don't belong to me. Some sentences are quoted from "Fred and Edie" by Jill Dawson and the movie "Another Life"

Disclaimer 2: Baby William belongs to me. There's no baby in the real story, only abortion and miscarriage.

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Chapter 12: Leaving William

The next morning, Hermione got out of bed, feeling totally depressed. That day was the day when she and Harry had to send William to the orphanage and straight after that Hermione would go back to the Weasleys.

The first thing William did in the morning was cry. Hermione rushed to him immediately and took care of him while Harry made breakfast.

"Hermione, breakfast is ready," said Harry quietly.

Hermione didn't listen, she just patted William gently as she rocked and fed him. Harry went to her silently and sat down beside her on the bed. William was drinking his milk, but he was looking at his father at the same time.

It was quiet for a while before Harry shifted closer to Hermione to put his arm around her shoulders. Together, the family of three just stayed together in silence.

Hermione didn't eat anything at breakfast, neither did Harry. He managed to get a few bites before he pushed his breakfast away and got up.

"I'm cleaning this up," said Harry and started collecting the plates before Hermione put her hand on his.

"Let me," said Hermione. "You just go and spend a bit of time with William."

Harry was still before he nodded. He went upstairs while Hermione cleared the table as slow as possible.

The afternoon arrived and Harry was changing William's bedclothes to another outfit, an outfit for outing. Then he placed all of his son's stuff into a bag.

Hermione began to pack her own clothes into her trunk slowly, as if she was in a trance.

Harry pointed his wand to the cradle that William occupied and it disappeared. Shifting the bag's strap over his shoulder, Harry then handed William over to Hermione.

Holding William with just one arm, Hermione picked up her trunk.

"Ready?" asked Harry.

Hermione looked around the bedroom, as if she was trying to find anything that belongs to her. But she found nothing, so she had no choice but to nod.

Putting his arm around Hermione's shoulder, Harry led her out of the bedroom.

"Hi, I'm Miss Daisy, the matron of the orphanage," said the young lady at the muggle orphanage in London.

Harry shook her outstretched hand. "Well, you know us already, we are the, um, Potters."

"Pleased to meet both of you… oh, is this the baby?" asked Miss Daisy, looking at William, who was now lying in his mother's arms. His eyes were open and he was looking at the matron, for her voice was new to him.

"Yes," said Harry.

"He's adorable," commented Miss Daisy.

Harry nodded grimly. Hermione didn't say anything.

"…. um, I know that you two couldn't bear to give up your baby, I can tell from your faces," said Miss Daisy slowly. "Do you want to reconsider of putting him here?"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other before they looked down at their baby. Hermione opened her mouth to speak but then she closed it. The decision was sad to make, but she had no other choice…

"We will put him here," said Harry.

Hermione sighed.

"For the time being," Harry continued. "We will come back for him as soon as…" he paused and swallowed. "We are able to."

Hermione stared at Harry but she understood what he meant. As soon as Ron divorced her, she and Harry would be able to take William back from the orphanage.

"Yes… that's right," said Hermione quietly.

"Well, can I have him now?" asked Miss Daisy.

At first, Hermione didn't move. Then she looked at William. Hermione bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. She opened them.

"Y-yes, take him," she said and let Miss Daisy to take her baby.

Miss Daisy took William in her arms for a while before Hermione remembered something.

"Oh wait…" she said, putting her hand in her pocket. She searched for something and took it out. It was a small seashell with a thread through it. The seashell was the same one she picked at the beach during her vacation.

"Can I put it around my son's neck?" asked Hermione. "It's… our family symbol."

Miss Daisy nodded and let Hermione placing the necklace around her son's neck. Then Hermione kissed William's forehead.

"Goodbye, Mummy and Daddy will see you again," she whispered, her lower lip trembling.

William looked at her with his big eyes innocently.

Suddenly, Hermione just couldn't bear it any longer. She dashed out of the door.

"Hermione!" yelled Harry behind her.

Hermione ignored Harry and kept running. She ran past the orphanage's facilities and as she did, tears started to run down her cheeks. Wiping them away, Hermione kept running until she passed the orphanage's gates.

Leaning on the walls of the orphanage tiredly, Hermione breathed heavily. Then she closed her eyes and squatted down on the floor. She started to sob nosily and buried her face in her hands.

It was a while after Harry came and found her crying. Harry sighed, squatted down as well and pulled her into his arms. Leaning on Harry's shoulder, Hermione continued to cry.

"We will be reunited again, I promise," whispered Harry as he rubbed Hermione's back to calm her down.

"No, it is me who should be promising you," said Hermione weakly and shifted back to look at Harry.

"Huh?"

Hermione swallowed and stared at Harry with determination. "I'm going to tell Ron when I get home. I will get a divorce."

"Hermione, you're home!" cried Mrs Weasley at the door of The Burrow.

Hermione smiled slightly.

"Ron! Hermione's back! Come get her trunk and put it in your room!" called Mrs Weasley.

"All right, all right…" said Ron and came out. He glanced at his wife before he grabbed Hermione's trunk and dragged it upstairs.

Hermione sighed.

"Hermione, have you been crying?" asked Mrs Weasley in concern. "Your eyes are red."

Hermione shook her head quickly. "Um, no. I better go upstairs."

And she left before Mrs Weasley could ask anymore.

Ron tossed Hermione's trunk onto his bed. Hermione closed the door.

"Ron, I need to talk to you," she said seriously.

"What?"

"I…" said Hermione and paused. "I want a divorce."

Ron stared at her, his eyes widened. "What?" he said again.

"I want a divorce," said Hermione again.

Silence.

"Why? I thought you were happy here!" demanded Ron.

"Since when?" snapped Hermione.

"It's Potter, isn't it! You want to leave so that you can be with Potter!"

"Since when you call Harry 'Potter'?" asked Hermione angrily.

"Since I discovered that he has been hanging around my wife!" said Ron and marched to Hermione. He looked so terrifying that Hermione actually stepped back in fear.

"Now you look here, I married you. You are Mrs Weasley and you belong to me. I have my rights to keep you, understand?" said Ron, practically growling.

Hermione's fear vanished and she scowled. She turned and marched out of the room.

Hermione sat in the garden and stared into space. She couldn't imagine that Ron could be so… so old fashioned. He actually had the old idea of the wife becoming a so-called item of her husband soon after the wife married into the family.

"Why? Why did I marry Ron in the first place?" thought Hermione over and over again.

"Hermione?" asked a voice and Hermione turned. It was Mrs Weasley.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

"I'm okay." muttered Hermione but then she thought of telling Mrs Weasley how unreasonable Ron was.

"Molly, Ron…"

"What about him?"

"He's… being ridiculous," ended Hermione lamely.

"I know that married couple will fight sometimes, but everything will be fine soon." said Mrs Weasley, patting Hermione on the shoulder.

"But…" started Hermione.

"I know Ron is the one being silly. But that's his nature, just give way to him." said Mrs Weasley.

Hermione looked at Mrs Weasley's smiling face and sighed again. "All right."

"How naïve of me to think that Molly would help me," thought Hermione miserably.

At night, Hermione lay down beside Ron, who was already snoring loudly in his sleep. For the first time after she had given birth to William, Hermione could feel that something was missing tonight… but what?

Then Hermione realized that William wasn't around in this room. She would not be hearing William crying in the night anymore.

Suddenly Hermione discovered how much she missed William. She wondered what he was doing at this moment, was he crying or sleeping?

Or was he missing his parents?

Hermione imagined William, all alone in the orphanage and had absolutely no idea what was going on. A few hours ago he had his parents and now he had strangers to take care of him…

Hermione started to sob. She missed her baby so much and she wanted to hold him in her arms once again…

"Hermione, be quiet." said Ron dreamily.

Hermione stopped sobbing, but she continued to weep. She wondered when she, Harry and William would be reunited…