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Chapter 4: 14th of February 2004
The next morning, William was jogging down the street when he saw Mary arguing with a man with fair blond hair. But they were too far away, William couldn't make out what they were arguing about.
Mary then threw up her hands and turned around. Once she saw William, she broke into a smile immediately. She then glared at the man and spoke to him for a while before she made her way to William. The man grabbed her wrist but she shook it away. The man stood at his place, glaring as Mary walked to William, then he walked away.
"Hi." she said, smiling at William.
"Who is he?" asked William.
Mary frowned and muttered something.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that." said William.
"My fiancé." said Mary in a louder voice.
"Oh I see…" said William, nodding. "You two have a quarrel, huh?"
Mary nodded grimly. "Can we don't talk about this?"
"Fine."
William went silent and they started walking on the street.
"Have you found out anything about Julia yet?" asked Mary.
William shook his head and looked at Mary. "You know something, why don't you just tell me?"
"It's better that you find it out yourself." said Mary.
"That will take a while." said William and sighed.
"Why?" asked Mary.
William looked at Mary and said, "I… I found this diary. It belongs to my father and its entries are dated from January…" Then William frowned. "Wait a minute."
"What?"
"I was born in July." said William slowly.
"Yeah, so?"
"Then my mother would have taken nine months to have me." He turned to Mary. "So far, the diary didn't say anything about a woman being pre…" Suddenly William looked troubled. He tried to pronounce the next word, but somehow he got tongue-tied. "P-p…"
"Pregnant?" suggested Mary.
"Yeah, that's the word." said William quickly. "I mean, if I was born in July, the diary should have mentioned about me, but so far there's nothing! What does that mean?"
"Um…" Mary tried to think.
"Maybe I was adopted!" said William suddenly. "My mother isn't Hermione Granger, or Ginny Weasley, my father may not even be Harry Potter!"
"William, you are getting ridiculous!" said Mary in alarm.
"Then how can you explain why both Ginny and Hermione are not preg…" William couldn't pronounce the word again and he gave a short scream of frustration.
Mary looked at William, confused. "What is it with you and the word 'pregnant'?"
"I'm allergic to the subject, all right?" snapped William.
Mary rolled her eyes. "Men. Well, I can tell you why you are not being mentioned, if you could just calm down."
William took a deep breath. "Okay, I have cooled down."
"Look, according to the case, you were born in July 2004. You were conceived in June. Your mother drank the Speed-Pregnancy Potion so that she could have you in nine days instead of nine months. That's why you were not mentioned, because you didn't even exist back then."
"My mother drank the what?" asked William blankly.
"Speed-Pregnancy Potion. Honestly, didn't you pay attention in the Sexual Reproduction class in your 6th year?" asked Mary. "I'm a year younger than you are but I know that there's been such a class for like 23 years in Hogwarts."
"I didn't go. I told you, I'm allergic to that subject." said William. "So I was c…con…"
"… Conceived." said Mary dryly.
"Yeah. And my mother drank the Speed-Preg…" William made an impatient noise. "That potion to have me in nine days instead of nine months." said William.
"Yes." said Mary.
"Are you sure?" asked William.
"Hey, I have heard and read about your parents' case for years, of course I'm sure." said Mary, sounded as if she was insulted.
William held up his hands. "All right, all right… Just asking. Want to go somewhere for breakfast? I haven't eaten yet."
Mary smiled. "Okay. I know where we can have delicious pancakes."
"Cool, let's go."
William got home and sat down on the sofa tiredly. Then he saw his father's diary on the floor. Quickly, he bended down and picked it up. He flipped to the next entry.
14th of February 2004
Diary,
I'm dead. No, I'm going to die. Ron is going to kill me. Ginny is going to kill me. The Weasleys will kill me if they know what I'm thinking.
I can't believe I'm doing this. I have a girlfriend, for Merlin's sake!
At least Ginny still regards me as her boyfriend… Shit.
I'm falling for Hermione Granger!
Oh why oh why Harry Potter, what the hell are you doing, falling for your best friend's wife?
I don't know what I'm thinking, Diary! I'm very, very confused. Today is such a mess!
You can't do this, Harry, Hermione is married!
William raised an eyebrow at his father's words. Not only he was shocked to find that his father had fall for someone else's wife, he was also a little confused at Harry's entry. Apparently, Harry was so lost that he didn't seem tonotice what he was writing. But despite that, William read on.
Today is Valentine's Day. I'm going to hate this day from now on….
Anyway, Ginny invited me to the park for a celebration. I thought it was just the two of us at first, but then Ron and Hermione came along, I didn't know why. Hermione was beautiful in that white dress of hers…
Where was I?
Oh yeah, we had a picnic at the park. Ginny and I were, well, behaving like a loving couple, you know, feeding each other with food and stuff. Ron and Hermione were sitting apart, doing their own things. Hermione was reading and Ron was eating. It was like they were pretending that Ginny, their spouses and I didn't exist. But I noticed that Hermione kept glancing at our direction once in a while.
Then when Ginny fed me with a piece of chocolate, Hermione suddenly got up. She looked upset.
"I'm going to take a walk." she said quietly and she left.
"Ron, go with her." said Ginny. Clearly, she wanted to be alone with me.
Ron got up and he left as well. Then Ginny and I went on to do our own stuff, kissing and things like that. But my thought kept running back to Hermione's sad face.
An hour later, as I was lying on Ginny's lap, I began to worry about Hermione, because she was not back yet and I could sense that something was wrong.
So I excused myself from Ginny (with great difficulty) and went to look for Hermione.
And I found her, sitting alone at the fountain. She looked sad and lonely, like an old maid. Ron was nowhere in sight.
"Hermione?" I asked gently. "Are you all right?"
Hermione looked up at me and suddenly she just went sobbing. So I sat down and put my arms around her. She then leaned onto me and cried.
"Hush now, Hermione, don't cry…" I said quietly.
"I feel terrible." said Hermione weakly.
I asked her why and she went on telling me about a fight she and Ron had. She then told me how often she and Ron fought. Poor Hermione. I felt angry at that time, Diary. Apparently Ron took Hermione for granted, he didn't care much about her. I should have known. I should have told Hermione to marry someone else when she said she was getting married. Like Viktor Krum, or me, that would be cool… argh! I'm getting off topic! Anyway…
"I feel that there's no love in my marriage. At least, not anymore." she sobbed. "I envy you and Ginny, Harry. I'm sure you two will still love each other years after you two are married."
I tried to comfort her and as I did, I wiped the tears off her face (I didn't have my handkerchief) with my fingers. "Come on, don't cry now."
Hermione sniffled and stared up at me. Her eyes were shining with tears and her lovely nose was red, no, pink. Suddenly I had the urge of kissing her, I don't know why, Diary! She's so beautiful and pure, not like Ginny, who has a rather fierce personality…
"… I think we better go back." said Hermione softly.
I blinked, as if I was being snapped out from a trance.
"… Yeah." I said and I released her.
Hermione and I got up. "Are you okay?" I asked in concern.
"Much better, thank you so much." said Hermione and then, without warning, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. It was a friendly kiss, but it made my heartbeat faster than usual.
So we went back to the picnic.
Ginny was frowning when she saw me and Hermione. "Why is she with you?" she asked.
Hermione sat down and picked up her book.
"Be reasonable, Ginny. Hermione is upset." I whispered and kissed her on the forehead to make it up to her.
Ginny wasn't satisfied. "Didn't I tell you that she and Ron will be all right?"
I sighed. Hermione looked at Ginny before she returned to her book again.
"All right, I'm sorry." I said tiredly.
"You don't sound sincere." said Ginny.
I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around her. "I AM sincere." I said and looked at Hermione. She was looking back at me. This time our eyes met and she smiled.
There you go, Diary, I have the worst Valentine's Day ever! I cheated (err, mentally) on my girlfriend and I'm falling for my best friend's wife!
Hey… Diary, this may sounds stupid, but I think Hermione likes me too. But then it just might be my wishful thinking. She's married!
For some reason I seemed to have a liking for girls who are attached. First it's Cho Chang (who was with Cedric before he died), then Ginny (who was with Dean before I went out with her), and now it's Hermione! Can't I go and like someone who is single for once!
Okay, okay… maybe it's just a tiny crush, I will snap out of it, Hermione is married after all… will I?
Argh, I have an awful headache, I'm going to bed.
Harry
William closed the diary. So his father had fallen for a married woman! And if Hermione was really his mother…
William swallowed. Did his father and Hermione commit adultery?
