The wand clattered to the floor as Hermione dropped to her knees, head in hands. Ron rushed to kneel next to her beside her. He gripped her shoulders and gazed into her eyes. Even though the tears rolling down Hermione's cheeks made Ron hurt so badly inside, he smiled.

"Hermione, look at me. Listen. I know it's not what you wanted, and it's not a good time and all that, but…we're having a baby! I know it's hard, but think about how great it will be. I mean, look at Harry and Ginny. They're so happy, and you're fantastic with Lilly and James."

Hermione stared at him blankly, "What?"

"I think this will all be ok. We'll have a family," he said, smiling earnestly and reaching to wipe the tears from her cheeks. She stood up, away from his touch. He followed.

"No we won't Ron. I'm not keeping it."

"What? You have to keep it. You can't just destroy it. It's ours. It's our baby. Yours and mine," Ron said, deeply hurt.

"I can't believe your saying this. There is no way I'm keeping it. It might be your sperm, growing inside my uterus, but it'll be my life which gets spent having and looking after this baby, and my job I'll lose when it comes," she shouted, waving her arms around to emphasise herself.

"What? No. It's not like that. I'll look after it. We will. Honestly. I'll do anything. Please Hermione. Just give it a chance. I want us to make a family together. Please. Just don't destroy it. It's wrong. You can't do that to a baby who…"

"It's not a baby yet, just a few cells, and it's not wrong to destroy it. We can't have a baby yet. For god's sake, Ron. It's not playtime anymore. We're not ready. We can't. It's my body, and I don't want it."

They stared at each other. Both felt like crying.

"Mya?"

"Yeah?"

"Just think about it. Please. I know it's a big deal, but it means so much to me. And I don't wanna lose you. Please Mya."

"I've got to go. I've got loads of work to do anyway. I'll think about it. I guess I'll see you at work tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I guess."

She turned to leave, but instead walked to him, and put her palm flat on the side of his face.

"I love you Ron. More than anything. But I don't love this thing inside me. But you're not gonna lose me over this. Anyway, we've got the same friends: I don't think you could lose me if you tried."

She kissed him on the lips, and within a minute, she was out of the door, hands in pockets, walking home.