A/n: Hello! Well here it is, the sequel to My Biggest Mistake. Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing…except characters or things that aren't in the books.
Now or Never
Chapter one
"Harry!" Hermione squealed when she opened the door to her middle-sized home. "I'm so glad to see you!" She wrapped her arms around a tall, handsome boy who was standing in front of her.
"Hey Hermione." The boy chuckled.
Hermione kissed him on the cheek (a friendly kiss of course), then gasped. "You shaved this morning didn't you?"
"Uh…" Harry looked at her, not sure of what to say.
"I can tell because father's cheek feels the same way when he shaves." Hermione giggled. She led him to her cozy living room.
Harry smiled at her and noticed that her chocolate brown eyes were trying to deceive him. She was acting all happy and such but he could tell something was deeply troubling her. Hermione was already seven months pregnant and she was quite big in the middle section.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" Hermione replied, trying to force a smile. Harry stared at her and she sighed. "I knew you'd be able to notice sooner or later..." She looked out the window. She quickly told Harry about what happened on the day she got back from her 7th year.
**Flashback**
"So it is true! You are pregnant!" Mrs. Granger gasped when she saw Hermione walking towards them, carrying her luggage.
"Professor McGonagall wrote to us and told us about – this – and I'm very, very disappointed in you." Mr. Granger said sternly. He gave Hermione a cold stare.
"Mum, Dad, I can ex -" Hermione began.
"Explain? What else is there to explain? It's here now, what else can we do about it?" Mrs. Granger spat. "You know how I'm terribly against abortion…"
"And who was it with? Ron? I knew that bloke had a wild side in him, but I didn't think it was that wild!"" Mr. Granger guessed. He took Hermione's trunk and they made their way to their blue minivan.
Hermione suddenly felt a surge of anger inside her. "No it wasn't Ron ok! Ron had nothing to do with it. If you'd only listen to me first before making assumptions maybe you would know the real story!"
"Is it Harry then?" Mr. Granger started up the car and they began to move. "I thought that young man looked pretty decent to me though…"
"NO! It wasn't Harry or Ron! They had nothing to do with it! They've been very
supportive since day one." Hermione answered, trying to stay calm.
"Hermione, we expected so much more from you. However, we will still support you, no matter what. Even if we don't exactly know the full story…" Mrs. Granger replied.
"BUT WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME! I would tell you the story if you only let me!" Hermione yelled. She was getting very frustrated.
"Don't yell at your mother!" Mr. Granger snapped. He glared at Hermione from the rearview mirror.
"Just listen to me first!" Hermione growled.
"It was probably that Longbottom kid. I've heard about him…" Mr. Granger muttered.
"Or perhaps it was that Finnigan child." Mrs. Granger added.
Hermione's face started to grow hot. "Conor! Joanna! For the last time! Let me explain!"
" Show some respect! Aren't you learning anything from that school?" Mrs. Granger scolded.
"You people are impossible." Hermione mumbled.
They remained silent for the rest of the trip. When they got home, Hermione didn't say a word to her parents and went straight to her room. She locked the door and lay on her bed, not bothering to turn on the lights.
"Good thing it's her last year at that school." She heard her father say from outside her door.
"Yes, I'm really worried about her." Her mother replied. "Conor, maybe…we made a mistake in letting her go to Hogwarts. Don't you think?"
Hermione tried not to yell. How could her parents be thinking like this? They don't even know what happened and here they were, judging her beloved school.
"I thought that a long time ago, when she first got her letter." Conor Granger replied. He wiped his arm across his forehead and brushed his light brown hair from his face. "But I knew she would be happy if we let her go. That huge smile on her face…we couldn't just say no."
"I know." His wife, Joanna Granger,
agreed. "It's too late now though. We should've stopped her and listened to our
instincts before this happened."
Hermione stood up and unlocked
the door. "I can't believe you two! Do you think I'm deaf?"
"We thought you were sleeping,
honey." Joanna said calmly.
"Why are you saying all those things about my school? Hogwarts is the best thing that's ever happened to me! You have no idea what it's like to be there! You wouldn't even let me explain what really happened so how would you know?"
"I think it's very irresponsible of that Dumbledore fellow to let this happen to his students." Conor commented.
"And for your own good, Herm, we've decided that you should stop seeing those wizard friends of yours." Joanna told her.
"WHAT?" Hermione felt as if her heart was ripped out. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"You have many – er – what do you people call them? Oh yes, muggles! You have many muggle friends out here so we think you don't need your wizard friends." Mr. Granger told her.
Hermione was furious. "DON'T YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME EVERY SUMMER? I yearn for the summer to end just so I could be with Ron!" She paused and continued, "And Harry of course…and Ginny…and everyone else there! You can't stop me from keeping in contact with them."
"We didn't say you couldn't write letters to them, or call them once in awhile." Mrs. Granger replied. "We just think you shouldn't see them anymore. That's all."
"That's all? That's all?" Hermione shrieked. "UGH!" Hermione slammed the door in her parents' face, knowing they would have a talk with her about respectfulness the next day. She lay face down on her bed and sobbed on her pillow.
"Wouldn't your parents get mad if they see me here?" Harry asked.
"No. They like you. They just don't approve of Ron, Ginny and all the other purebloods." Hermione sighed. "We still owl each other though. But I make sure that my parent's aren't home when Pig comes."
Harry remained silent, not sure of what to say.
"Don't worry Harry. I'll still come to your birthday party at Ron's." Hermione smiled. "My parents are going on vacation in two weeks…that's when your birthday is right? In fact, they went to the travel agency right now. I convinced them to re-live their 2nd honeymoon in Hawaii."
Harry grinned but couldn't help feeling sorry for Hermione. He knew how hard it was to be locked away from all the magic. He now lived in Sirius Black's house in Grimauld Place. Dobby and Winky insisted in working for him and they helped Kreacher in the housekeeping. Then he said, "I'm not sure if I want to go the Burrow…"
"Why not?" Hermione wondered. "Oh…is it because of…"
Harry didn't say anything.
"I understand." Hermione nodded. "I know it must be really hard for you but I still think you should come."
"I can't avoid her for the whole night." Harry answered.
"I know. I didn't say that you should." Hermione replied, "But you shouldn't stop being friends with her."
Harry thought for a minute and changed the subject to House elves. Then he decided he had to go home.
"Sorry, I have to get back. Dobby gets really worried when I come home after dark." Harry told her.
"He sounds worse than your Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon!" Hermione teased.
Harry laughed. "You know how he is. He'll try to save me again…he's quite paranoid."
Hermione laughed with him. "Oh Harry, can you give this to Ron?" She handed him a box wrapped in brown paper with a note in it. "And can you give him a kiss for me?"
"I'd be glad to." Harry joked. "Well, so long for now." They walked towards the door.
"Good bye!" Hermione said as she closed the door.
A/n: Ahh! So long and boring wasn't it? Sorry it's still the introduction anyway. Well hope you review! And if you don't know who 'she' is, you'll find out on the next chapter! hehehe