A/N Chapter 2! Here it is for you! I think you'll really like this chapter... Okay well you will at least like the first two parts... I dislike the ending but it's important!! I love you all! Remeber to R&R and Now on with Chapter 2:

Chapter 2: Happiness Always Come to a Bitter End

The room was frozen in dead silence. It had only gone on for a single hour, but for those standing around the dead body; it seemed as if years had passed. The crying had stopped, but the pain was as strong as ever. The kind of pain, that never goes away, ever.

"Harry…" whispered Hermione. She placed her head on her chest as she had once before. "Come back…" She paused for a moment. "I need you. Your child will need you…"

"Miss Granger, did you say, your child?" asked Dumbledore.

Hermione raised her hand to her mouth. He couldn't have heard her, could he? She had said it so softly, that not even if someone had been right beside her would they have heard her. But Dumbledore, who was standing on the other side of the room, had.

She could not keep it a secret any longer. They would all find out when her stomach grew large in a short period of time.

Hermione lowered her hand, closed her eyes and nodded. All eyes, which had previously been on Harry, found their way to her.

"Miss Granger, what do you mean by your child? Harry's child? Your and Harry's child?" questioned Professor McGonagall, her voice shaky and nervous. Again Hermione nodded. It was time to explain everything, whether she wanted to or not.

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---Flashback to a few days prior---

Hermione and Harry stood alone in the darkened Gryfindor Sixth Year Boy's Dormitory. The room was lit only by moonlight. The door was locked with no intent on being opened. The two bodies stood in the center of the room, one looking down on the other as he embraced her, his arms rapped tightly around her.

"Hermione…" whispered Harry. "I love you."

"This is wrong." said Hermione turning her head. Harry placed his chin on top of her head. She still wouldn't look at him.

"Hermione, love is something you can't fight." said Harry. He had much more force in his voice now.

"That's just it. I love Ron, you love Ginny. We can't do this." Hermione was on the verge of tears. She tried to wiggle out of the embrace but Harry just pulled her in tighter.

Harry didn't want her to say Ginny's name. He knew that he felt neither love nor friendship to Ginny, just as he felt no devotion towards Hermione, but this was something he had to do. He slipped off her robe, revealing her white shirt and black cashmere skirt.

"Harry, no." muttered Hermione, eyes closed. She pounded her fists on Harry's chest, but Harry acted as if he felt nothing.

"Hermione, this is what you want, and you know it, even if you refuse to admit it to yourself." Murmured Harry, his voice husky.

"That's just it!" Hermione's eyes were bright with tears and her expression forceful. "It's because I want to that makes it wrong!" Harry had slipped off Hermione's tie and began to unbutton the white shirt.

"Harry, please! We can't!"

"Hermione, I want this as much as you do." He laid her on the bed, and climbed on top of her.

"Harry…"

"You don't have to do anything. Don't speak. Just be still… and feel me." Harry took her hands in his as the moonlight began to fade away into complete darkness.

I don't want Harry to regret this…I don't want to regret this. I won't regret this… Just being with Harry, I'm happy.

And possibly for the last time, Hermione was happy. She knew not of the grief and regret that this would soon cause. All she knew was that she felt more affection, love, and fondness for Harry than she ever had for Ron. But, like everything else, her happiness would soon come to a bitter end.

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Having just finished recalling the nature of her pregnancy, Hermione looked around the room, eyes fluttering. Everyone looked shocked; except for Ron whose eye's shown a sad glisten full of hurt and betrayal.

Hermione, of course, wasn't able to convey Harry's feelings to them, for not even she knew them. But after revealing her feelings, the story seemed different. It appeared more tragic, more… understandable. Of course they had all known that Harry seduced Hermione, even if the reasons behind it were unclear. But now it seemed to have more depth.

The room stayed in an awkward silence. Hermione waited for someone to speak, and became nervous when no one did. Thankfully, Ginny spoke up, a bit shaky, but she did. "How… long… in… are you?"

"3 weeks…" said Hermione staring at Harry's body. Dumbledore noticed the awkwardness between the occupants, and changed the subject.

"I think it best to move Harry's body."

"Where to?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"To my office. It best to place it somewhere the students won't see it, until the funeral." replied Dumbledore after a short pause.

"Headmaster…" asked Draco. "May I come with you? I want to say goodbye," asked Draco who was staring at the floor. Dumbledore paused for a moment and then nodded. He lifted Harry's body into his arms and carried it out of the room, followed by Professor McGonagall and Draco. Ginny, after realizing that Hermione and Ron needed to be alone, left the room as well.

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Hermione and Ron stood together, neither one speaking. They stared at each other for a moment, until Hermione looked away out of discomfort. Ron continued to watch her.

"Ron…" Hermione stuttered. "I'm sorry."

"You loved him?" said Ron in somewhat of a whisper.

"Well… you see…" Hermione stuttered again.

"Did you love him?" said Ron, with more force.

"Ron it's complicated!" She was trying as hard as she could to give a direct answer.

"DID YOU LOVE HIM?!" he shouted.

"Yes!" said Hermione rather fiercely.

"How?" Ron choked out, after a moment of silence.

"How what?"

"How could you love him? You…you're in love with me…or you were."

"Of course I love you Ron. I always have!"

"You don't have to pity me, Hermione."

"Ron!" Hermione was sobbing. "I love you, but I loved Harry too!"

"So what? I was just something on the side then?" he asked angrily.

"No. I was confused. I couldn't think straight!"

"You could have just said no!"

"I wanted to say no!"

"Then why didn't you?" he questioned in disbelief.

"Because… Because part of me wanted to."

Ron laughed in disgust. "And look all the good that it's done everyone Hermione." he spat.

"Ron, please!" Hermione ran up to Ron, holding on to him for dear life, hoping that he would be her pillar of strength and support throughout her ordeal. She looked up at his wounded, jealous expression in fear, eyes brimmed with tears. "I love you."

Ron gave her an icy glare that caused her to almost shiver from the cold she was feeling. He grabbed her wrists, pulling them off of his waist. Hermione resisted grabbing on tighter but he was too strong. He threw her shaking hands off of himself, knocking her to the floor. "We're through." He stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him. Hermione pulled her knees to her chest, clutching them tightly, hiding her head in shame, sobbing out every feeling inside of her.

E/N Did you like it? I worked so hard on the flashback scene, and it's my favorite! BIGGEST THANKS to my beta balanced insanity for working so hard to make the end better... and less... well... balanced insanity, you no! READ AND REVIEW!!! This time I'm going to go for 7 reviews before updating! So R&R!! I Love You All! xsound of silencex