The Answers

Harry lied in his four poster bed and just stared up into the red canopy. So many thoughts were running through his mind of what his life was going to become. He had been lying in his bed for four hours; he guessed it was around midnight. He felt like a jerk because of his actions that he had taken with Hermione. He felt hopeless.

"Harry, I'm pregnant," Hermione had said with tears in her eyes.

There was a long pause in which Harry could find any words to come out of his mouth. He starred into her teary brown eyes for a very long time.

He could tell that Hermione wanted to say something too, but she also couldn't find the words.

Finally, Harry decided to break the silence.

"Are you sure?"

Hermione just nodded her head as a tear slowly slide down her face.

Without even thinking of what he was going to do, Harry got up and walked out of the library, leaving Hermione sitting behind the bookshelf.

Looking back on it now, Harry thought of so many things that he could have said. He could have asked her if she was alright. Who knew about it? What was she going to do about school? Was she going to keep the baby? He felt like the biggest jerk for just walking out on her, but he was scared and that was the only thing that he knew how to do.

Harry's friends knew that something was wrong because Harry didn't talk to them at all that day. He just spent the whole day walking around the castle and the grounds. Harry wasn't planning on going anywhere, he just needed somewhere else to be besides the life that he was about to live.

Ron burst into the bedroom and flopped on the bed. He didn't know that Harry was awake so he was startled when he spoke.

"Where were you?"

"Party in Hufflepuff tower. You should have come! It was insane!"

"No, I'm still not in the mood," Harry moaned.

"You look depressed, what the hell happened to you?"

Harry didn't say anything and just turned onto his side so that his back was facing Ron.

"Did you and Hermione have a fight?"

"No, not really."

"Well then, what's wrong? Mate, you look and sound awful."

Harry wanted to tell Ron about Hermione, but he thought that if he didn't say it then it wouldn't be true. Harry just decided to leave it like this.

"I made a mistake that I can't take back."

"Which is…..?" Ron was trying so hard to get the details.

"I don't know, Ron, I just need to sleep."

Harry slept a sleepless night, which he was expecting. He got up in the morning to find that everyone else was already at breakfast. He wasn't really hungry so he decided to skip breakfast and go outside for another walk.

Outside, Harry found a few students walking here and there. It was an overcast type of day. The kind where the sun is always trying to peak out behind the clouds. He walked a little bit and looked up to see Hermione laying underneath the tree….their spot.

Harry walked over to her and new this time exactly was he was going to say.

Hermione didn't see him coming; she was a little startled as he lied down next to her. Harry was on his stomach while Hermione was on her back.

"Hey," She said distantly.

Harry softly kissed her on the lips, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Hermione asked.

"For walking out on you yesterday and being a complete jerk about it."

Hermione didn't take an offense from it because she had expected that out of him.

"That's okay, I sort of hit you with some shocking information and I knew that you would do something like that."

Harry held Hermione's hand and was trying to be comforting, "I'm going to be there for you through all of this." Hermione smiled.

"Have you decided that you are going to keep it?"

"Yes, I think it's for the best that I keep it. I really don't know what I'm going to do about school." Hermione's top priority was school and now, something was getting in the way.

"Maybe someone can tutor you when you leave?" Harry suggested. But then, he wanted to ask the question that would change his whole reputation. "Have you told anyone?"

"Just my parents."

"Oh, what did they say?"

"Nothing…well at least I don't think my dad said anything. I wrote them a letter and they sent one back and it was in my mom's hand writing. They just said that they'll help with anything and I need. I could tell they were a little disappointed."

"I'm sorry for getting you pregnant," Harry replied softly.

"It's not all your fault Harry…I was involved too." They both smiled.

"Have you told Ron yet?" Hermione asked.

"No, can you imagine what he's going to say when I tell him? This whole year they've been trying to get us to have sex and the time that we do….we get pregnant!"

"Just our luck," Hermione laughed.

They both got up and walked hand in hand towards the doors to get some breakfast.


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