Percy had a grueling conversation with Molly and Arthur. He broke down and told them everything. They were understanding and sympathetic. He felt better getting everything out of his system, the guilt of betraying Oliver and the pain of being without Hermione. Before Percy left his dad asked him a question that really took him by surprise, "if she loves you and you love her, why aren't you together now"
Percy thought about that all night and couldn't figure it out. He was about to give up and get some sleep when an Owl showed up at his window. He took the letter recognizing the hand writing as Harry's. He cried out in horror as he read the words. Hermione was in the hospital, the baby was in trouble.
Percy rushed to St Mungo's and ran straight for the reception desk.
"Hermione Granger" He said, panting and out of breath.
"She's on the second" The woman said sounding bored. Percy took off running looking and looking for the room. Finally at the end of the hall he saw it. He pushed the door open quickly and scrambled inside. Harry lifted up a finger, advising him to be quiet.
"She is sleeping" Harry explained. Percy approached the bed and said the beautiful girl with a blanket thrown over. He ran his hand lightly over her face and sighed.
"I love her," Percy whispered and Harry nodded.
"I know" Harry replied, "But the point is she needs to know"
"She will" Percy replied. He looked up at Harry, "Is she ok? Is the baby ok?"
"They took a fall outside" Harry explained." Hermione was running to get away from an argument with Oliver at their flat and she fell"
"Oliver made her do this" Percy questioned, rage building inside of him.
"It was an accident," Harry told him. "And she is going to be ok"
"Right" Percy replied, "Can you sit with her for a moment? I have to do something and I will be back"
Harry nodded as Percy ran out.