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Chapter 12: 24th of June 2004
William fell asleep with the diary closed in his hands. When he woke up, it was already 11am and he found the other side of the bed empty.
He got up and saw Mary standing at the window, with a bathrobe around her. William got out of the bed and went to her.
Wrapping his arms around Mary from behind, William kissed her neck. "Good morning." he murmured.
Mary sighed and put her hands on his arms.
"What's wrong?" he asked, resting his head on her shoulder.
"I am." she said quietly. "I'm engaged. I shouldn't be doing this…"
William was silent for a while before he said, "Well, my mum is married when she falls for my father, that's worse."
"What am I going to do?" asked Mary. "I can't break the engagement, you know my family and the Malfoys… they won't let us off."
"We can just get out of here. We can go to France, Italy, anywhere as long as they couldn't find us…" suggested William.
"And desert everyone we love?" asked Mary. "What if the Malfoys and my family go to find the Weasleys and ask them about our whereabouts? We can't drag them into this."
"… You're right." William mumbled.
"Don't worry, we can work something out." said Mary. "I hope."
After breakfast, Mary went home and William remained in his house to read the diary:
24th of June 2004
Diary,
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!
It's happening again!
I'm a father for the second time!
When Hermione asked me to go to the private hospital, I knew that something was up. So I sat outside the Healer's office, thinking of all sort of possibilities that could have happened to Hermione. Then the Healer asked me to go in to hear the results.
"Well, Healer? What's wrong with me?" asked Hermione as we sat in our chairs across the Healer's desk.
She held my hands tightly as she tried to prepare herself for the results. I frowned, wondering whether Hermione knew much more than I did.
The Healer looked at her seriously. "You're 3 weeks pregnant."
I looked down on my lap while Hermione cried hysterically, "I knew it, I knew it!"
She turned to me, "What are we going to do, Harry?"
I didn't respond. My mind was in a blank. Then the next thing I thought was, "Are we going to kill this one?"
And that was what the Healer asked next. Well, she didn't say the word 'kill' but she meant the same thing anyway.
I was about to say 'no' when Hermione said loudly, "No! I'm not going to give this one up, no matter what!"
Hermione had said what I had in mind, so I said, "We have killed the first one, we don't want to kill the next one as well,"
"That's right…" said Hermione and she frowned. Then she grabbed my arm. Her grip was so hard that I felt that she was going to leave her handprints on my arm permanently. "But how are we going to keep it from the Weasleys, Harry! I can't stay away from them for nine months!"
Hermione did have a point back then and I could only say, "I don't know, I don't know…."
Suddenly Hermione and I just went hysterical. We were like teenagers, who found themselves in deep trouble and not knowing how to handle it.
Then the Healer banged on her table to get our attention and she yelled at us because we were behaved like kids.
She then told us that there's a way to keep this whole thing quiet.
Hermione thought a moment and said, "Wait a minute, you suggested something the last time I came here…"
"And you didn't bother to listen to me," said the Healer.
The Healer suggested Hermione to take the Speed-Pregnancy Potion, invented for teenagers, unwed mothers, or mothers who don't want to spend nine months at home. If Hermione drank the potion, she would have the baby in nine days instead of nine months.
Nice.
Hermione and I went for it straight away, all because we didn't want to lose this baby.
Hermione went home to pack her things, then she came back to the hospital with a trunk. Whatever she said to the Weasleys must have worked.
Hermione was assigned a private room in the maternity ward and once she had changed into the hospital robes, the Healer approached her with a light blue potion in her hands.
"This is the potion, Miss Granger," she said to Hermione as Hermione sat on her bed. "Now it's important to ask you one last time, are you sure you want to drink it?"
Hermione looked at me and I nodded to give my approval.
"Yes," said Hermione.
"All right then, drink it up," said the Healer and handed her the small bottle.
Hermione took a deep breath and let it out. Then she drank the potion in one go.
She handed the potion back to the Healer and she said she's sleepy. The Healer said that it's normal and she wanted to send me out because Hermione needed her rest. So I said goodbye to Hermione and told her that I would go back tomorrow. So she smiled at me and she fell asleep almost instantly.
"It's no use, Mr Potter." said the Healer. "She will be asleep again when you visit her."
"What? But I'm not visiting her late at night." I said in confusion.
"At her first stage of pregnancy, Miss Granger will be sleeping the whole time, almost 20 hours a day. It's normal for any pregnant women."
My jaws dropped.
"How long will that last?" I asked.
"For Miss Granger, I think it will be 4 days."
20 hours? If I times that by 4 days, it will be 80 hours…
Is Hermione turning into a pig? Why the hell does she have to sleep so much?
Okay, maybe 'pig' isn't a good word, make that Sleeping Beauty. That sounds better.
Oh well, I will try to visit her when she's awake. If only I'm a Seer, then I will know when it's the right time to visit her.
When I got home and sat on my sofa, I felt happy and sad at the same time as I thought about today. I'm happy because… well, I'm going to be a father for the first time. But I'm sad because I should have been a father for the SECOND time.
If only Hermione listened to the Healer's suggestion when she had Julia, then we would be able to have Julia and this baby as well.
Julia wouldn't have died in the first place.
Updated you soon about Hermione.
Harry
Someone banged on the door and William closed the diary. He opened the front door and immediately, Aidoneus rushed in and grabbed William by the collar.
"Hey, what's going on!" yelled William. "Let go of me, Malfoy!"
"Not until I get things straight, Potter!" snapped Aidoneus. "Where the hell did Mary go last night?"
"How…" started William, who went slightly pale. Did Aidoneus manage to find out about him and Mary? "How was I supposed to know? You are her fiancé, not me!"
Mary rushed into William's house. Her cheek was red and she was horrified by the sight in front of her.
Aidoneus glared at William. "Mary told me that she was a friend but she couldn't tell me who the friend was. It's you, isn't it? You are the one she's staying with last night, right?"
Mary's eyes widened. "I didn't stay with him!"
"No!" said William. "It isn't me, I swear by my father's name!"
Aidoneus let go of William with a shove. "Your father's name." he spat. "Well, your father has a rather bad name."
"No he doesn't." said William defensively. "My father is the nation's hero, and you know it."
Aidoneus sneered. "Yeah, but he ruined it by having a love affair and murdering his best friend."
"Aidoneus, don't…" said Mary, putting her hand on her fiancé's arm and he shook it off roughly.
William glared at Aidoneus.
"Look at you, you are blushing!" said Aidoneus with glee. "Blushing with embarrassment, are you? But comparing with your father, your mother is way worse. That Mudblood Granger committed adultery, had an abortion and even had a bastard, which is you…"
Something in William's mind went snapped and he punched Aidoneus right across the face. Mary screamed as Aidoneus fell to the floor.
"Don't you call my mother a mudblood, you foul and evil…" shouted William in anger.
"Come on, Aidoneus, let's just get out of here…" said Mary, who was trying to help Aidoneus up.
Aidoneus wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and pushed Mary away. "Go away!" he snapped and he got up.
He glared at Mary, then back at William. Aidoneus smirked and said, "If we are in the same situation as your parents and Weasel, Potter, is that means you are going to kill me in the end as well?"
William didn't say anything.
"Well, history will not repeat itself, Potter." Aidoneus pulled Mary to his side. "I'm going to marry Mary this time and I will make sure that I will not be killed like that poor Weasel."
Laughing, Aidoneus went out of the door, taking Mary with him. Mary looked back at William, who was looking at her sadly. Then William slammed the door shut.
