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Chapter 15

One Down, Eight More To Go

"So what's your plan?" Ron asked, sitting back down.

"What plan?" Hermione asked, sitting in her boyfriend's lap.

"The plan to get David and Jenna together."

"So far my plan is to actually come up with a plan."

"Are you expecting me to help you find a plan?"

"No, you don't have to. In fact, you don't have to help me at all. I'll find a plan alone, and I'll work with David alone-"

"The words 'you', 'David', and 'alone' do not belong in a sentence together. I will help you find a plan as soon as dinner is over."

"Of course. You must stuff your face. I would stand between you and food. Let's go."

"Hermione!"

Ginny ran down the boys' staircase and pulled Hermione off of Ron's lap.

"Ginny! We were about to head down to the Great Hall… together."

"And you will after you step into the 6th year girls' dorm for a second. It's important." Ginny put her hand on her stomach.

"Oh. Oh! I'll be right back, Ron," Hermione said to her confused boyfriend.

Once they were in the dorm Ginny started pacing the room.

"Are you pre-"

"Yes. I mean, I'm about to find out."

"How?"

"Harry just felt so responsible for this and he wrote a letter to my parents telling them that he might have gotten me pregnant."

Hermione's eyes grew larger. "What did they say? Are they mad?"

"Well, of course they're upset, but they're gonna help me. They owled McGonagall and she's going to do a magical pregnancy test. She told me to bring you along."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Harry's going, too because he might be a dad soon."

Hermione headed for the door. "I'll tell Ron to go ahead without me."

Fifteen minutes later Harry, Ginny, and Hermione found themselves in McGonagall's office. After a twenty minute lecture, she handed Ginny a goblet of bubbling orange potion.

"Drink it. It'll take a few minutes. Meanwhile, I will explain why I asked you to bring Miss Granger. Miss Weasley, if you're pregnant you will be a target for the Dark Lord. You will be pulled out of school immediately and be put in the muggle world. That's where you come in, Miss Granger. You will need to convince your parents to take in Miss Weasley for a while. That is the basic plan. Any questions?"

Ginny set down the goblet. "How will I finish this year and start next year?"

"Someone will apparate to you at the end of each week to bring you your work."

Ginny doubled over. "I'm gonna be sick." She opened her mouth expecting for the contents of her stomach to come back up (to put it nicely). Instead, a stream of blue light came flowing out. The blue light circled the room several times and darted back to Ginny's stomach. The stream entered her stomach and made it glow for a few seconds before disappearing.

The three teenagers looked at each other thinking the same thing: What had just happened? Instead of explaining anything McGonagall handed Ginny another potion.

"What's this for?" she asked, looking at the clear potion.

"I will tell us how for along you are." Hermione inhaled sharply.

Harry shot up out of his seat. "I need to get some air." He quickly strode across the room and out the door.

"I'll check on him. Drink your potion." Hermione stood up and followed Harry.

Hermione was still searching for Harry half an hour later. She nipped the marauder's map earlier form Harry's trunk and searched around for him. It seemed he wasn't on the map. She walked out to the grounds hopelessly trying to find him. Crookshanks was laying by the Whomping Willow as if waiting for something. Hermione looked up at the tree. It was unusually still. She smiled and headed for the tree.

The crawl space was very tight. Just when Hermione thought she was about to be stuck, the entrance to the Shrieking Shack appeared. Once in the Shrieking Shack, she headed upstairs to the room where Harry first met Sirius… in human form that is.

Sure enough, Harry was in there, sitting on the floor staring at the rotting wall.

"Harry?"

He didn't turn or even acknowledge her presence so she sat by him.

"I've been looking for you a while. Ginny's probably worried about you. I saw her about 15 minutes ago. She said she's about a month along. I have to write a letter to my parents tomorrow. Ginny also said she had to pack."

Harry held his stomach as if he felt sick. Hermione wrapped her arm around his shoulders.

"I'm one of your best friends who's a girl. I won't laugh if you cry." Harry's breath shuddered as he exhaled. "Come on. It'll make you feel better. It's always okay to cry."

And as if an invisible dam broke in Harry's eyes, the tears came streaming down. "I'm too young to be a dad. I don't want to be a dad."

"I know that right now, you don't think you're ready. My dad told me that he thought he would be a horrible father, but I would say otherwise. Nobody can ever be completely ready, but you can do your best prepare."

"I'm not worry about being prepared. I may never be allowed to see Ginny again. She's gonna be put in the muggle world for who knows how long."

"But there's a way you can keep in touch. I bought two way mirrors last year and gave Ginny one. Whenever you want to talk to her I'll let you borrow mine. But no one knows that we have these, so keep it a secret. McGonagall probably doesn't want you two to be in contact."

"I guess it's better than nothing."

"That's the attitude. Now, dry those eyes and go comfort your girlfriend."

Hermione got on her feet and helped Harry up.

"You go ahead. I have to go somewhere." There was a loud crack and Harry was gone (assuming he took and passed his apparation test at the beginning of the year). Hermione groaned and headed for the secret entrance.

Hermione burst into McGonagall's office 15 minutes later."

"I found Ha-"

Professor McGonagall and Ron looked at Hermione for a few seconds before Hermione spoke again.

"Why are you here, Ron?"

"I was called up here to be told something about Ginny."

Hermione ran up to McGonagall. "Please don't tell him!"

"It's his sister, Miss Granger. He needs to know."

"Then let me tell him. It might be better if he hears it from me."

"Very well. Proceed."

Hermione nervously sat on Ron's lap and kissed him. "I love you, Ron."

"I love you, too, Hermione, but what do you want to tell me about Ginny?"

Hermione shifted uncomfortably. "Um, well, Ginny is leaving Hogwarts and she's not coming back."

"What! Why?"

"Well, in eight months Ginny's going to have a… boy. A baby boy."

"WHAT!" Ron shot up, sending Hermione to the ground. "My sister is-is pregnant! She's only 16! I'm gonna kill Harry! I swear I'm gonna murder him! I don't care if I end up in Azkaban; an illegal curse would be too good for him!"

"Ron! Calm down! Stop yelling!"

Ron looked Hermione right in the eye. The look he gave her made her shiver. The only other person who looked at her that way was Malfoy.

"You knew all this time, didn't you? We're not supposed to keep secrets from each other. I'm one of your best friends and your boyfriends. Or at least I was."

Ron stormed out of the room. Hermione pulled her knees up to her chest, buried her head in her knees, and cried.

"Two-way me every day and take a lot of pictures of yourself so it's like I was there. I wanna see your tummy grow."

"Take care of Harry and try to talk to Ron."

"It's been a week, Ginny. He hates me. But you know what? I deserve it for the way I treated him during Christmas break."

"Don't say that. I know you're gonna be the aunt of my little boy."

The two girls hugged each other tight and only let go when Mrs. Granger pried them apart.

"The train's leaving in a minute, girls. I think it's time for Hermione to get on."

"Okay, Mum. See you this summer." Hermione hugged her parents and got back on the train.

Harry was looking out a window staring at Ginny. He looked close to tears.

"Why didn't you come outside?"

"Too hard to say goodbye," he muttered.

"I understand. Ginny said she would two-way us when she got to my house."

When Harry didn't answer, Hermione stopped trying. They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Hermione?" Hermione jumped.

"Uh, yeah?"

"Are you gonna make up with Ron?"

"I would like to, but he won't answer his diary."

"Do you have it with you?"

"Yeah…" Hermione reached into the overhead compartment and gave the diary to Harry.

Harry put his wand to the diary and started at it for a moment.

"Done."

"What did you do?"

"Ron's diary will hit him over the head until he replies."

"You getting good at silent spells."

"But you're an expert in wandless magic."

"True." Hermione looked in the diary." He's answering! Look!"

"WHAT!"

Hermione frantically searched for a quill.

"I don't have a quill!"

"You brought the diary but not a quill?"

"Yes, I know. There must be a way to talk to him. Maybe a simple spell will work on the diary. What did the wandless spell book say? Um, 'Focus on your target and what the spell does.' Sonorus!"

Nothing happened.

"Let me try again. Sonorus."

The book moved a bit, but still nothing big happened.

"I thought I was pretty good at wandless magic."

"What? What did you do to the diaries? I can hear you."

Harry and Hermione exchanged looks.

"Um… Ron?"

"Yeah."

"It worked! So, anyway, are you still mad at me."

"You kept a secret about my sister form me. Of course I'm mad at you."

"Ron? This is Harry speaking now."

"I especially hate you. Some best friend you are!"

"And you have every reason to hate me, but you can't blame Hermione for anything. She was just keeping her promise she made to me and Ginny. Please forgive her."

"… I'll think about it, but I will never forgive you, Harry."

"This is Hermione now, Ron. Didn't you once tell me that best friends are forever? I forgave you and I can't remember why I was mad at you in the first place."

"Do you really expect me to forgive and forget? My sister's having a baby."

"Well, it's not really something you forget, but I do ask that you forgive Harry. He has been your best friends for almost seven years."

"I'm not gonna say I will just now, I need time to think about it. I'll talk to you when you get back.

"It's Harry again. See you, later."

"Goodbye, Ron. I love you so much."

"I… bye, Hermione. Quietus

"I can honestly sat that didn't exactly brighten up my day," said Hermione, throwing down the diary.

"What do you expect from Ron?"

"I started to expect more, but now…

"Hermione?"

Hermione picked the diary up from where she had thrown it.

Yeah, Ron?"

"I sorta forgot to say goodbye to you."

"No, you already said goodbye."

"But I didn't do it the right way."

"What are you talking about?"

"Goodbye, Hermione. I love you… so much.

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