Harry Potter had awakened that morning with a terrible feeling that something bad was going to happen. He'd been having this bad feeling for the entire week. So, he had been extra cautious in everything he did that week and to his relief nothing seemed to have gone wrong.
That is, until just a moment ago when his best girlfriend, Hermione Granger, said something rather absurd to him and their best friend, Ron.
They had just finished dinner and were now sitting in Hermione's living room catching up when she said it.
"I'm pregnant."
Two simple, but life changing, words had left him processing the situation while his friend Ron Weasley sat frozen in shock.
When Hermione had owled him earlier that morning asking him to meet her at her new address, which he knew nothing about, he didn't expect to hear this type of news.
He watched as she took a deep breath and repeated what she said before.
"I'm pregnant and I decided that I would keep the baby," she said cautiously.
As he looked at her, he could tell she was nervous and scared of what they would have to say.
"Congratulations then, Mione," he said. He knew how she got into this predicament in the first place and decided to give her moral support instead of making her feel worse about her situation.
"Thank you, Harry," She smiled at him grateful for his support.
Ron, on the other hand, could never seem to control his temperament or the words that flew out of his mouth. He gave her no sympathy.
Ron stood up from his seat on the couch in rage.
"How could you do this to me Mione, to us?! How could you whore yourself out like that?! All for a bloody snatcher!" Ron shouted angrily.
Hermione looked at Ron shocked and confused at his words.
"Ron, how could you even say that? I was- It wasn't consensual." She said hurt.
"If it wasn't consensual then get rid of it! That child will turn out just like its disgusting, snatching father. It's an abomination to the wizarding world and should never be born," Ron ranted furiously, "I swear to Godric, Hermione, that if that child is born, I will kill it mys—."
Ron held his throbbing right cheek which was slowly turning red but so was his entire face and neck as he realized what had just happened. Hermione had just slapped him and was now going into a rant of her own.
Harry had stood up in case Ron decided to take drastic measures.
"You listen to me, and you listen to me good Ronald Weasley," She started, "There is no us! If you ever try to harm my child in anyway, I will make sure to snip your dick off, raw and painful. Don't you ever speak about my baby like that! My baby is not an abomination and he or she has every right to be born. My child will be so much better than its father, and I will see to that myself."
Ron tensed at what Hermione said to him. His eyes seemed to widen a bit in fear when he heard her threaten his manhood.
Hermione calmed slightly after seeing his facial expression and sighed exasperated.
"Ronald," she said softly, suddenly tired, "I know that this is a hard pill to swallow, but all ask is for your support as my friend. This is honestly the hardest thing I've ever been tasked wth and I need help and support from my best friends. Is that too much to ask for?"
Ron turned his head away from her and shook his head.
Hermione sat back down on the couch across from Harry and Ron and turned her attention back over to an exhausted looking Harry.
"The real reason why I asked you both to come here tonight is because I found out that Scabior is alive."
"What?! He's alive?!" Harry asked loudly. Ron now turned back to face her with mild interest.
Hermione blinked and nodded.
"How is that even possible? How do you even know this Hermione?" harry asked curiously.
Hermione shrugged nonchalanty.
"I don't know how, but I can ensure you that he is still very much alive. He broke into my apartment yesterday morning," she said bitterly as her mind flashed back to her encounter between Scabior and herself.
Harry stared at her momentarily and was hit suddenly with the feeling that the snatcher had done so much more than simply break in.
"Just give me a few more weeks 'Mione, I will officially be an auror and I promise you that I will find him and make him rot in Askaban."
"Thank you Harry, honestly," she said while moving hug him.
"Always, 'Mione," he replied. He would make sure that his friend would be avenged.
As he pulled away from the hug, he could see the exhaustion written over her face. He then decided to bid her goodbye, but not before adding a few of his own spells around her apartment.
He wanted to ensure her safety now that he knew that the snatcher was still alive. He vowed to himself that he would find the snatcher who faked his death. Oh, how he would make sure that the snatcher paid for every one of his wrong doings.
'Yes, he will pay,' Harry thought as he grabbed Ron's shoulder and apparated away from Hermione's home.