Like a Prayer
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A/N: Ok! The chapter You've all been waiting for!! CHAPTER 6! :does happy dance: and I have decided not to end it, not yet anyway! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!! :cough: ok…I bet I am scaring you all away, I shall shut up now…ON WITH THE READING!!
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"What the hell do you think your doing!?"
Harry's head snapped into the direction of the door, where Ron stood, mouth open, wide eyed. Hermione didn't seem to want to see who was there, her eyes were tightly closed and she still faced Harry.
Harry tried to find words, something to calm Ron down, but he didn't have time, Ron was cursing wildly.
"You knew I like Hermione, Harry!" Ron was saying as he threw open the door.
Hermione's eyes shot opened and she stared at Harry, she quickly turned around and found Ron right in front of her.
"That's right, Hermione," he said his voice slightly rising in anger.
Hermione looked back at Harry for help, but he was speechless. Hermione turned back to Ron, who had inched dangerously close.
Harry was completely aware of what Ron had in mind, but he could stop it. He was still shocked. He shook himself out of it, and wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist pulling her back. Just in time to, because Ron's hand was in a fist right were her head use to be.
"You…you tried to hit me!" Hermione said in disbelief.
"I missed didn't I?" Ron said mockingly. "Well next time I won't miss."
Tears streamed down Hermione's colour drained face. Ron had stomped out of the room, yelling and cursing.
There was silence for a minute, where you could only hear Hermione's sniffs. She turned around, her cheeks flushed.
"I never…knew he liked me," She said in between gasps.
Harry felt so guilty, this was all his fault. Hermione was going to cry, Ron was going to ignore him, for the rest of his short and meaningless life.
Hermione was making an attempt to keep her tears in, by making loud groaning noises. It didn't last very long though, soon she burst out crying, her face wet from the tears, and her eyes puffy from crying. She rubbed her eyes like a child. And loud long sobs echoed around the room.
Harry tried to comfort her, telling her everything was ok (even though it was) and stroking her lovely brown hair. Harry spread his arms out and scooped Hermione up hugging her and rocking her back and fourth.
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There was no conversation at the breakfast table it was completely silent. Except for Mrs. Weasley trying to make conversation every now and then.
Ron sat across from Hermione, and he glared at her coldly. Every time he did this, Harry could hear a quiet sob escaping Hermione's lips.
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Mrs. Weasley had become very nervous, she didn't know what was wrong with Hermione. But she was often crying. Several times she had taken Hermione aside to try and talk to her, but she never said anything, she just cried louder and her eyes became redder.
One particular day, Hermione had just come out of the bathroom she looked extremely stressed. For the rest of the day, she kept telling herself it was all a dream. Just one bad dream. Harry had become very worried. Ron still wasn't talking to him, but at least he had become slightly better. But Hermione, only sobbed loudly whenever she looked at Harry.
**One week Later**
Hermione had come down with the stomach flu. She was constantly sick. She refused to go home though. She kept saying that she was fine.
"Hermione, I don't think your fine, I think we should talk to your parents."
Hermione stared at him nervously, as if she was afraid of him. Her eyes weren't happy and warm anymore, they were constantly cold and dark. She didn't even let Harry touch her anymore, any time he came close, Hermione would make some excuse to get away. One night Harry decided it was time they talked.
"Tell me what's wrong, maybe I can fix it."
"You'll only make it worse," she replied.
"How do you know that?"
Hermione's eyes flashed with love for a moment, and she slightly smiled.
"I don't know if you want to know what I am about to tell you, but you have the right to know," she took a breath. "I'm…I'm pregnant."
A/N: Is that to short? I am really sorry if it is!! Really I am!
