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.

Disclaimer: Not mine, blah, blah, blah.

Chapter 16

Ron and Harry

"So David hasn't made a move at all?"

"No. he's still head over heels for you."

"He thinks he is. Boys are stupid. They think they want one thing, but they really want something else."

"Yeah. Wait… what?"

"Trust me, my two best friends are boys."

Harry set down his fork. "This is all interesting, but I really need to find a new male friends." He got up and moved by Neville.

"Harry misses Ron. Which reminds me that I should be off. I've been trying to get Ron to eat for three days. I don't know how he's surviving." Hermione stacked several brownies on a napkin. Meet me in the library and in hour, Jenna."

"Bye, Hermione."

Ron was sprawled out over his homework. He was pale and snored loudly.

"Ron?" She poked him in the head. "Wake up."

"Uh?" Ron slowly picked his head up and a piece of parchment stayed stuck to his cheek. Hermione promptly removed it.

"I brought you some brownies. Please eat. Starving yourself won't make Ginny un-pregnant."

"I know. It's just such shocking news to hear. She's the youngest in the family, but she's the first to have a baby. It's all Harry's fault."

"You can keep saying that, Ron, but it won't help anything. Eat, now."

Ron didn't need to be told twice. He took the napkin from Hermione and inhaled two brownies.

"Hungry?

"'Oost ah wit." (A/N: Special mention to you if can figure out what he said.)

"I figured. I wanted to talk to you."

"I don't think I like where this is going."

"It's not bad. I just want to know where we are."

"The common room…"

"No, I meant in our relationship. Are we just friends, best friends, in between friends and more than friends, or more that friends. Do we just fancy each other or are we in… love?"

"I take back everything I said to you that day in the Headmistress' office. I still want you to be my girlfriend, and I still love you."

"I love you, too." Hermione kissed her boyfriend, and liked her lips afterwards. "Mmm, chocolate."

"There's more where that came from," Ron growled. He dropped the brownies and pulled Hermione into his lap.

"Ron!" Hermione squealed.

Ron kissed her neck passionately.

"Ron, stop!" she giggled."

"I can't help it. I missed you so much," he managed to say before kissing her neck again.

"Come on, Ron. You need to be studying for our final final exams."

"That's at the end of year! It' s March!"

"Exactly. I cut you a bit of slack. I started studying in November. Now, I do have a study schedule for you upsta-"

Ron kissed her again in order to shut her up.

Hermione giggled. "We could always start tomorrow."

3 Months Later
"Hermione! Where are you taking me?"

"Just come on!"

Hermione pulled Harry into a clearing near the entrance of the forbidden forest.

"Someone has a surprise for you, Harry!" Hermione said anxiously.

"What are you talking about, Hermione?

"Here." Hermione handed him a mirror.

"Harry!"

"Ginny?" Harry's voice broke.

"Yes, Harry, it's me. You haven't two-wayed me or owled me in three months. I'm not mad though. I just missed you."

Tears ran down Harry's face. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, just really tired, and I'm having mood swings like crazy."

"Pregnancy hormones," Hermione muttered.

"And how's th-our baby."

"He's just fine. I hope he turns out like you. Except for the facing off Voldemort every year part."

"Ooh! Show him your belly, Ginny!" Hermione coaxed.

The mirror lowered to Ginny's stomach. Her white t-shirt clung to her swollen belly.

Harry touched the glass. "Wow, it's… growing."

"I swear I just woke up on day and it was like this. Hermione's mum told me I wouldn't get that big because I'm usually petite. She told me I would gain 20 pounds at the most."

"I can't believe that in only five months I'll be a dad."

"Yep. The expected due date is October 14th, nine months after Valentine's Day."

"I wish I could be there."

"I do, too, but I am keeping a picture diary of my pregnancy so you'll get to live it. Can I talk to Hermione?"

"Of course, Ginny. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Hermione took the mirror from the grinning Harry.

"Hey, Hermione! So, update me on you and Ron."

"It's none of your business, Ginny."

"Well, that hickey on your neck is telling a story of it's own."

"Where?" Hermione's hand flew to her neck.

"On the right. I take you 're not studying with him as much as you say you do."

"Well, we put aside a little time to play."

"Don't play too much. You'll end up like me."

"Don't worry. I'm waiting until I'm married."

"Married to Ron?"

"Oh, stop it. I don't know."

"Okay, okay." Ginny yawned. "I'm tired of being tired! Your parents have probably forgotten what I look like!"

"You should go sleep. You're staring to have mood swings. Talk to you tomorrow."

"Bye."

Ginny's face faded away and Hermione's reflection appeared.

"It's staring to become real," Harry whispred.

"Huh?"

"Ginny being pregnant is becoming real now that she's showing. Before it was like a dream because she looked exactly the same."

"In five months it's be as real as it can get."

"Ginny seems happy."

"She's happy that you're safe. It's hard to track someone down in the muggle world." Hermione held Harry's hand comfortingly. "And this summer, you and Ron are staying in my house and since we'll be out of school you can stay until October when the baby is born."

"Thanks, Hermione," said Harry, pulling her into a hug. "You're the sister I never got the chance to have. And pretty soon you will be."

"What?" Hermione pushed Harry back slightly so she could see his face.

"When Ginny's done with her last year of school. We're gonna get married, and Ron believes you're the one. So, we'll be in-laws."

"Wait, go back to the part about Ron saying I'm 'the one'."

"You now that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley met and 'courted' at Hogwarts." Hermione nodded. "Well, apparently, this has happened for many generations in his family. So, he figures since you've been one of his best friends for 7 years and now you're dating…"

"… Then, I must be the one he's gonna marry. Wow, he's really serious, isn't he?"

"Ron's not serious about a lot of things, but he's really serious about this."

"I want to finish school before I think about marriage. And I was thinking about being an auror or maybe a teacher. And…"

"Are you having relationship doubts?"

"No…maybe. Yes."

"David!"

David stopped and waited for the tall red head to catch up.

"Aren't you Hermione's boyfriend? Uh… Weasel?"

Ron gritted his teeth. "Actually it's Weasley, Ron Weasley. I needed to ask you a question. Why do you like Hermione?"

"I don't think it's safe to tell her boyfriend that."

"I won't kick your ass… today."

"Well, she's smart and beautiful. She has a great personality, and she doesn't care about her looks."

"And why did you like Jenna?"

"She's smart, beautiful, has a great personality, and she doesn't care about her looks."

"Either you're repeating yourself, or you like Hermione because she's exactly like Jenna."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about. I gotta be somewhere. See ya, Weasel."

In one swift motion, Ron had David pinned against the wall.

"Call me that one more time and let's see what happens." (A/N: This is the part where I'm supposed to tell you to not do this at home, but if it's someone really annoying, go ahead.)

"Woah, Ron!" Harry seemed to appear from nowhere. He pulled Ron off David with a bit of trouble. As soon as David was release, he sprinted off.

"What are you doing!" Ron pushed Harry off of him.

"Hermione asked me to follow you. I didn't know why, but I figured it out pretty quickly."

"I don't need a baby-sitter."

"But you do need someone to keep you in check."

"Hermione does that."

"Could she have stopped you from bloodying up David?"

Ron looked away and didn't answer.

"Exactly."

Ron spun around and looked Harry straight in the eyes, his face red with anger.

"He knew my name! he knows I hate to be called 'Weasel'! he's jealous and he's deliberately trying to piss me off!"

"And sending him to the hospital and getting detention would have made you feel better?"

"Exactly!" Ron paced in front of Harry.

"Hit me."

Ron stopped pacing. "What?"

"You have built up anger against me and now David. So, release all your anger on me. Hit me."

Ron clenched his fist. "Harry…"

"Hit me!"

Ron shut his eyes and swung. Pain soon took over his whole hand. He looked at the blood on his fist and blood on the wall where he punched it. It was just inches to the left of Harry's head. There was a long moment of silence. All that was heard was Ron's heavy breathing. Harry didn't dare to move.

"I… can't hit you. No matter how much I hate you, I just can't hit you. I won't hit you."

Harry let out a deep sigh of relief. "I really am sorry for… you know, but I can't regret it. I'm gonna have a baby boy in the fall. well, Ginny is."

"I'll forgive you if you promise to marry my sister. She's already a pregnant teen; I don't want her to be a single mom."

"Of course, no question about it. You should go to the hospital wing. Your hand doesn't look too good."

"Oh, yeah." Ron looked down at his bleeding knuckles.

The two teenagers talked the whole way to the hospital catching up on the last three months. When they entered the hospital wing they were equally surprised to see not Madam Pomfrey but Professor Grubby-Plank attending to students. They had assumed that Madam Pomfrey never left the hospital. Professor Grubby-Plank forced Ron onto a bed, and began casting healing spells on his hand.

"I thought you were a Care of Magical Creatures teacher," Harry commented.

"No, Mr. Potter, I have no area of expertise. I substitute for all the teachers."

"Where's Madam Pomfrey… ow," Ron flinched as Professor Grubby Plank jabbed his wound a little too hard.

"She's tending to your sister." Professor Grubby-Plank pointed her wand at Ron's face. A few green sparks issued from the end. "As I understand she fell down the stairs and landed on her stomach. My sister lost a baby that way."

"Lost baby?" Harry paled.

"Yeah, the baby can't survive a fall like that."

"You're not very good at giving bad news, are you?" Ron said. His face was pale, too, but not as Harry's. "We have to hell Hermione, Harry."

Instead of answering Harry collapsed onto the hospital floor.

50 Reasons Why Ron and Hermione Should Be With Hermione was deleted. Here's a copy of the email I got.

Mrs.GerardWay15,

Title: "50 Reasons Why Ron Should Be With Hermione"

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I do not remember ever putting song lyrics in the story. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I doubt I ever did. I sent them an email saying that the removal was not for a fair reason, but they expected that because I'm the author of the story. I was just really upset that they removed it and it didn't even have song lyrics.

When I asked if anyone wanted to be my beta, I got a few reviews from ppl volunteering, but the email files from before the 12th of January are gone, so if you were one of those people who volunteered to be my beta, please say so again. Sorry for the inconvinence (I know that's probably spelled wrong).

Oh, and the person I pick to my beta will know the plot of the story in advance, so if you don't want to hear the ending just yet, then you might not want to be my beta.

Okay, last week I've been in Colorguard clinic. I've gotten everything except for the frickin' toss. I practiced it for three hours today and I haven't gotten it yet. But all I can do is try before I get it.

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