Disclaimer: sorri I forgot a disclaimer b4, so heres one now; not mine.

AN: thnx for the reviews guys! im so happy ppl actually like this one :D neway, after reading some suggestions, i finally got some direction in the story. heres some info u need to kno: Hermione is 3 months pregnant. any ques? just ask. btw, everything in italics is a flashback to 3 months ago. ok here goes chappie 2 enjoy!

Chapter 2

Hermione was still sitting on the bathroom floor hugging her knees while rocking herself back and forth. She was mumbling something softly to herself, haunting words such as, "baby", "life changed", and "forever". She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice someone banging on the door.

"Mione you almost done? Coz I desperately need to go."

Hermione blinked several times before scrambling up to her feet. "Uh… just a minute Ron! I'll be out soon, I promise." She tossed the box and the pregnancy test into the trash and grabbed some toilet paper to dab at her wet face smeared with tears. After sniffling for a bit, she made sure the pregnancy test was well hidden in the trash bin and she turned the knob.

"It's all yours," she said, keeping her head down while walking past him. Ron grabbed her arm and made her to face him.

"Mione? Mione, what's wrong?" He looked concerned as he studied her face. "Have…have you been crying?" He laid a hand upon her cheek and held her close, tilting up her chin to get a better view.

"You have! Why, what happened? What's wrong?" He held her in his arms gently, like he would a fragile porcelain doll.

"Nothing!" she snapped, pulling away from him. "Ron, honestly. I'm fine." He regarded her for a minute, causing her to shift uncomfortably. "Don't you need to use the loo?" It took him a moment of realization until he started squeezing his legs together.

"Right…but don't think we're done talking about this." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before rushing through the bathroom door.

Hermione sighed and crashed her head into her hands. "What am I going to tell him?" she groaned. She couldn't stand the idea of lying to him but she couldn't very well tell him the truth either. She already lied to Ron once before (which is how she got into this mess in the first place) and that had nearly killed her. She can almost recall that same queasy feeling she had that morning he uttered the four words she least expected to hear. It had been months ago but the event still fresh I her mind like it was only yesterday.

Hermione nervously fumbled for the keys to her flat and allowed herself in. It was rather difficult, having her hands shaking uncontrollably.

"Get a hold of yourself Hermione!" she quietly scolded herself. "This is not your fault…not entirely." She took one last heave of breath and steadily began shuffling her feet towards the kitchen. "Oh Merlin, who am I kidding. He's going to hate me if he found out!"

As Hermione was passing the couch, which was facing away from the front door, she heard someone stir followed by a muffled voice. "Hermione?"

She nearly jumped out of her skin as she turned to face her boyfriend who was now sitting up on the couch still half-asleep. She moved her mouth open then closed but no words came out. "Hi," she said finally in a strangled voice. Not finding the strength to say more than that, she turned away quickly heading for the comforts of isolation her bedroom offered.

"Wait Mione."

"I don't feel like talking right now okay Ron-" she replied hurriedly, refusing to look at him again even as she spoke.

"I know you don't. And…" he hesitated for a short moment before continuing. "And I know why." Hermione froze. He knew? How could he know, he wasn't there. "It's about last night, isn't it?"

She was trembling as she watched Ron walk around the couch and stop right in front of her. She knew what was to come. He was going to break up with her, tell her she's a horrible person and a bad girlfriend. Or worse, he could kick her out of their apartment. Where will she stay then? Harry's maybe…?

"Listen Ron. Before you say anything, I just wanna explain." She was desperate, desperate and foolish. "Please let me explain-"

She was silenced as Ron placed a finger over her lips. "There's nothing to explain. I understand perfectly well." Hermione sighed and closed her eyes. This was it. The moment she dreaded since she woke up earlier that morning and discovered a man's body laying next to her, a man other than Ron. And what's more, she woke up on that man's couch.

"And I'm sorry."

Hermione opened her eyes, peering at him through a veil of confusion. "What?" Was she hearing right? Was Ron apologizing for her own faults?

"I pushed you away after that fight we had last night, and I'm sorry. You're right. You were absolutely right."

She was completely and utterly confused. She was sure Ron would be lashing at her right now but instead, he was apologizing. Why would he be apologizing?

He gingerly took her hands in his. "That girl, she meant nothing to me. It's you that I love and…well, I've been thinking." He looked away turning to a slight tinge of pink. "I've been thinking a lot actually – even more after you stormed out – well, I just don't know what I'd do without you." He glanced up again to meet her eyes, while the majority of her mind still fought with misunderstanding. "I wanted to wait at a more appropriate time to do this but – oh, hell with it." He slowly got down on one knee. As he did so, Hermione's heart began to race rapidly against her ribs.

"Ron…?" she squeaked.

"Will you marry me?"

For a while, actually for the longest while, she was speechless. All she could do was stare at him wide-eyed, the shock ever-so-slowly wearing off. So it was safe to assume Ron had no clue what she'd been up to recently. It was cruel to keep him in the dark though, wasn't it? But Ron kept his eyes on her determinedly. He rose to his feet again.

"I know you're upset with me…outraged even all because of her, and our fight…but I swear to you. Luna is nothing to me. And that kiss, it was nothing. I didn't even wanna kiss her. You're the one I want. I'm asking you to spend the rest of your life with me to prove how much I love. Because that's what I want; I want a life with you." He took a breath to examine the indiscernible expression she held on her face. "Please Mione. Please say yes," he said, taking a velvet box out from his pocket and opening it to reveal a golden ring with a pear-shaped diamond in the centre.

AN: a ha! so Hermione's engaged to Ron but its not his -gasp- i was afraid it mite end up sounding confusing n all so please review…i live for it :P