"Hey, Mya. D'you want some bacon?" Ron called from his own untidy kitchen. For four weeks, since that first night together, they had been living alternately in their apartments, swapping every so often, having given each other spare keys. Since that first night, Hermione had had a few more workless weekends, all spent with Ron. As soon as Hermione entered the kitchen, and the smell of the cooking meat reached her nose, she felt her stomach churn.
She clasped her hand to her mouth, "Oh God," she said, whilst running upstairs to the toilet.
"Mya? What's up?" he called up the stairs, "My bacon's not that bad."
Hermione pulled her hair behind her back, and retched over the rim of the toilet. She felt an unusual pain as her breasts pushed against the edge of the loo. She stood up, flushed the loo and turned to look at herself in the mirror. Even by her standards, she was looking incredibly pale. When she opened the door of the bathroom to see Ron sitting on the bed, she gasped in surprise.
"You alright?"
She nodded, and went to sit beside him. He turned to face her.
"Er, look, Mya. Sorry about the personal question, but what time of the month are you at?"
What? She thought, but suddenly realised his meaning.
"Overdue," she said, looking into her lap.
He inhaled deeply. "How long?"
"Three weeks."
"Shit," he whispered. They sat in silence, until Ron took Hermione's chin in his hand, and gently tilted her head to face him. Her eyes still looked to her lap.
"Hermione…" he asked gently.
She turned her brown almond-shaped eyes to stare into his green ones.
"Mya, you have to do a test on yourself. I'll do it I you want. But we have to know I you're…if you're pregnant."
"I'll do," she said, standing up and removing her wand from her back pocket.
She did the incantation quickly enough, knowing it easily, having done it to Ginny at every one of her pregnancies. She gripped the wand tightly in her hand.
"We'll have to wait for a minute or to. Blue means I am. Red means not."
It was bizarre to her that, although the magical world could do so much, it still took 'a minute or two' to do a pregnancy test. They remained in silence, him sitting, her standing, until the tip of the wand glowed, a definite blue.