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Well, I am really and truly sorry about not updating in such a long time. I've been in and out of writers block and I forced myself to write this chapter, knowing you guys would want to read it, so here it is.

Chapter 4

Hint of Truth

"It isn't your child," Hermione said it again, hoping to get it through his brain. She then thought of a random lie as to prove to him that the baby wasn't his, and that it wasn't just any person off the street.

"It was my boyfriends from at home." She said.

"Oh," Harry said, blushing tremendously.

Hermione then could feel water in her eyes and she knew Harry would know something was up if he saw her like this. She ran out of the room with her face covered in her hands.

Harry sat there in confusion and disappointment. He wanted Emily to be his, for some reason. He knew she had to be his, everything just seemed right. He seemed bonded to Emily, somehow and someway. He needed her to be his, she just had to be.

"Harry," Emily said, "Is this what you wanted?" Emily handed him the small toy snitch that seemed to flutter around in his hand.

"Yes, thank you." Harry said. Emily stood their and waited for Harry to saw something else but he didn't, he just sat there silent.

There was definitely a lot on Harry's mind now, especially because of Emily. He had just wished Emily was his. He said he wanted Emily to be his, and he knew he shouldn't have done that. He's not suppose to want to have his ex's child, no matter what. Especially now, now that he's been madly in love with Ginny for the past few years and he was suppose to get married, or was he?

Harry clicked back to reality and saw Emily still standing there. He now knew exactly what he had to do no matter what, go talk to Hermione. He and Hermione always had a no-secret policy, and he really wanted to talk to her about this whole Emily situation. Now that he asked her, he knew she must have been heart broken. He also knew that if Hermione told her boyfriend about that, he wouldn't like that his girlfriend's ex thought that his child was his own.

That was one thing Harry didn't completely understand, about Hermione's boyfriend. He trusted that Hermione had a boyfriend because she told him so, but it still seemed a little fishy. Why wouldn't Hermione have mentioned it before or something? Why did she wait until this question arose?

Harry got up and decided to walk down stairs. When he got to the top he turned around and saw that Emily was following him. He had no idea what to do since he had hardly ever been around young kids in his life, but he knew he needed to do one thing, talk to Hermione alone.

"Emily, honey, can you please stay up here so your mommy and I can talk alone?" He said. It was the only idea he had that would get her to stay up there.

Emily shook her head yes.

"Thank you." Harry looked up at her and had an idea come to his head. "When I'm done talking to your mommy, all three of us will go out and have ice cream okay?"

Harry suddenly saw her eyes light up bright and a huge smile form across her face.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" He said.

"Yes," Emily said, shaking her head once again. She seemed to love ice cream.

"I'm going to go and talk to your mommy now, and we'll go and get ice cream in about ten minutes, okay?"

Emily shook her head and ran off back into the room. Harry walked downstairs and saw Hermione sitting on a chair, leaning her head on her arms. He can't believe he disappointed her that much by just asking her one simple question.

Hermione on the other hand, knew that his asking her was not the reason why she was mad at him. Actually, she wasn't mad at him at all. She was really and truly mad at herself. She couldn't understand why she had to lie to him, but she had a feeling. She knew that Ginny was afraid that if she told him, Harry might re-develop feelings for her. Or even if he didn't, the fact that he had knew that he has a child with a different woman than Ginny would make her jealous.

Hermione hated Ginny for that. She hated her because she made her lie to the one person she truly cared about and that ever really loved her. She knew that she might never forgive Ginny for making her lie, but Ginny wasn't really the one holding her back, their friendship was. Hermione knew she could go and tell Harry when ever she felt like it, Ginny wasn't controlling her.

Hermione saw Harry coming down the stairs and just wanted to become invisible. Her she was making a life long decision, whether to tell him or not. If she told him she knew it would destroy her and Ginny's friendship, Harry and Ginny's wedding, and maybe even ruin her and Harry's friendship.

"Harry… I need to tell-"

"Look, Hermione, don't even talk. I need to talk to you first. I want to say that I'm sorry, sorry for everything. I shouldn't have asked you that, it wasn't right for you or your boyfriend. It just wasn't fair. I should have known that if you were to become pregnant with my child that you wouldn't have left me. I should have trusted you with that."

By now Hermione was almost back in tears. Harry just described exactly what she did, and told her that he trusted her to never do that. She should have never done that. But now, there was no turning back, she had Harry's child without him knowing, and now he's going to hate her for that.

Harry took Hermione's hand in his, and she immediately turned her face toward him, unsure of what he was doing. All she knew was that if Ginny caught her with Harry's hand entangled in her hand, she wouldn't like it.

"Hermione, I am really and truly sorry. Now please, will you forgive me?"

Harry got down on one knee and anyone who walked through the door would think he was proposing. But really, all he wanted was Hermione to forgive him. She had no idea what to say, but she knew that she had to say-

"Yes, yeah, of course I do Harry." Now, all Hermione wanted to do is hope and pray that he would forgive her for what she did.

Hermione went to open her mouth but Harry immediately closed it.

"I'm treating you and Emily for ice cream, and you can't say no." Harry said.

He got up and went upstairs to go get Emily. He carried her downstairs over his shoulders, and Emily screamed and yelled with excitement.

"Oh gosh, what have I gotten myself into now?" Hermione muttered silently to herself.

Harry came over and grabbed Hermione with his free arm. She was caught by surprise when he did this, not quite sure about Harry holding her arm, it might cause controversy as he is suppose to get married. He walked all three of them to the car, where they drove off to a muggle ice cream shop.

Ginny and Ron walked inside of the house full of dirt and sweat. Both of them were still in the clothes they just played qudditch in, which were full of dirt from this competitive game. The mixture of dirt and sweat made the part of the house which they were in smell bad.

Ginny took a quick glance around the first floor of the house and noticed that something was missing. Well, this thing was more like someone. The house was so quiet that Ginny knew that no one was occupying it at this moment. She knew that if Hermione and Emily were home, there would be a lot more noise than the dead silence that filled the room now.

"Hello?" Ginny called back.

When there was no response she knew that she was right. There was no way any of them could be home, they were never this quite. She quickly scanned the bottom floor of the house and noticed that there was no note left for her. She thought this was odd as Harry always left and told her where she was going. This had suddenly gotten Ginny mad. Harry left her without telling her, and disappeared with his ex and their child.

"I wonder where they are." Ginny asked, not exactly showing him that she was mad about this.

"Probably going to get a DNA test," Ron said sarcastically.

Ginny, on the other hand, was not in the mood for his sarcastic little jokes.

"Ron, don't be stupid," she said giving him a strong voice and another one of her evil glares."

"What?" he said. "You have to be blind if you don't think he's her father."

"WHAT? The look nothing alike."

"What are you talking about? Emily looks exactly like Harry, except with a little bit of Hermione thrown into her."

"Ron, you need to stop saying that." Ginny said, letting all of her anger come out this time. "NOW! Because you obviously know it's NOT TRUE!"

"Bloody hell, what the hell is with you're rotten attitude? Are you afraid Harry might make a move on Hermione while there alone?" Ron said, bring up his attitude level.

He ran up stairs making a lot of noise. He knew what he just said to Ginny made her completely mad. Well, she was now going to be more than mad, he knew she was going to be pissed. Even though Ron said those things out of anger, he believed them, completely. He knew that Ginny was jealous of Hermione, and bloody hell, he would be to if it was him in that position.

"Wow that was the most fun I've had in a while." Harry said when they opened the door to the front door.

"Here honey," Hermione said, giving Emily a napkin. She was the only one left still eating her ice cream. Well, she really wasn't eating her ice cream; she was more like trying to. By the time she had eaten any of her ice cream half of it was all over her face.

She was enjoying it though, so Hermione let this be.

Ginny, hearing the word honey being used ran into them. She was afraid that Harry was calling Hermione honey or vise versa. When she saw that it was only Emily and Hermione, she felt completely stupid. She didn't know why she had this jealous rage over them, and it was her best friend and her fiancé, she knew she shouldn't have.

"Where have you been?" Ginny asked, with a change in her tone. "I was so worried about you."

Ginny walked p to Harry and stood on her toes to give him a kiss. This made Hermione shiver and feel sick. Ginny noticed her and quickly documented this in her head. Emily felt this odd movement and looked up at her mother.

"Sorry." Harry said, immediately turning away from her and changing the subject. "Where's Ron?"

"Upstairs, we had a little quarrel earlier."

"That figures," Harry muttered very softly. "I'll go upstairs and talk to him."

"Harry. No wait," Ginny said. She grabbed onto his hand forcing him to come back over to her. She obviously didn't want him to go and talk to Ron.

"No Ginny, I'm going up there to talk to our best mate. I don't need you too going and getting into fights and ruining my friendship with him."

Harry charged upstairs wanting to know the whole story. Whatever Ron and Ginny were fighting about, she didn't want Harry to know. He didn't like this at all, there was suppose to be no secrets in there relationship. To him, it seemed like Ginny was breaking his trust, or at least, ever since Hermione came.

"What's up mate?" Harry asked him.

When he went upstairs Harry knew exactly where to find him. He knew that Ron would be sitting on the bed in the guest bedroom, gazing out the window. This is exactly what he did every time he and Ginny fought, and it became completely predictable.

Ron didn't answer him; he just turned his head away from Harry even more. If he had to turn his head anymore, his neck would end up cracking and stop.

"Nothing, it's stupid." He said. He knew never to try to stay silent with Harry, because he would always be forced to talk.

"Why are you and Ginny fighting?"

"Because…" Ron said, thinking of a way to answer this politely. "I accused you of being Emily's father."

"Oh," Harry said, processing this all in his head. "That was pretty stupid. After you said that to us, I asked Hermione."

Ron had a sudden shocked look appear on his face and he became interested in what Harry was saying.

"She told me it wasn't. She has a boyfriend."

Ron stood there, still confused. He couldn't believe his suspicions were wrong.

"Yeah I know, shocking. For me it was to. I actually thought she could have been mine."

"Are you jealous that whoever that guy is father's Hermione's only child?" Ron asked, not actually thinking about what he was saying.

"No," Harry said clearly. He seemed to have jumped on the question a little too early, before Ron even finished. This made Ron have a feeling that he was jealous.

"Why? You would be a lot more jealous of him then I would be." Harry said, trying not to sound like he was.

"Why would I be jealous of – Bloody hell Harry, lets just drop this okay?"

"Fine," Harry said, glad he didn't have to lie anymore.

"Hey Ginny, can I talk to you for a second?" Harry asked. He had now just rejoined them downstairs. Ron had apparated home, still not sure if he actually wanted to talk to Ginny again.

"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked. If Ginny and Harry were talking, Hermione didn't want to be left alone.

"He went home. Ginny, in the kitchen," Harry commanded. Hermione was surprised by his tone of voice and was afraid something would happen.

Harry walked over to the kitchen door and let Ginny walk in first. He then slammed the door behind himself, leaving Hermione left alone in suspense. All she knew was that something bad was going to happen, and she wasn't sure what.

"Can I ask you a question?" Harry asked. This was actually more or less of a rhetorical question, because whether she said yes or no, Harry was going to ask her anyways.

"Why have you been lying and keeping so many secrets from me?" Harry asked, his anger rising.

"What?" She asked. "What are you talking about?"

Ginny was now completely lost. She wasn't sure if Hermione had told Harry, and she was completely afraid that she did. She now felt like she could melt. She felt really hot and she could feel her face blushing. Her blood in her veins started pumping faster and faster. What did Hermione tell him?

"Well, first you somehow FORGET to tell me Hermione had a daughter."

"I didn't think that it was that big of a deal" Ginny said, coming up with a stupid excuse.

"And then," Harry stared again, his anger still completely intact. "You forget to tell me that Hermione has a boyfriend. You've been making me look like a complete idiot in front of her. What do you want us to not be friends anymore? If I remember correctly, it was your idea that I should forgive her, so why are u making me look so bad when I'm with her?"

"She has a boyfriend?" Ginny asked, forgetting all of the other stuff he said. The rest of the stuff was true, and she just didn't want to answer it.

"Yes, she does. You know she does. You keep making me look like an idiot around her. Do you have a problem with the fact that we use to date? I've noticed a complete change in you attitude ever since she's been around, and I don't like it!

I can also tell there's something you're lying to me about Ginny. You're hiding a big secret from me that I don't know about it. I'm going to find out about it if it's the last thing I do."

With that Harry stormed out of the kitchen and went upstairs to his bedroom, where he slammed the door. He didn't want to be around Ginny, not with the way she was acting now.

Ginny walked out in the kitchen mad as she has ever been. This was her first real fight with Harry and it was all because of Hermione. It made her mad that she could have just ruined her wedding all because she had to have Harry's stupid daughter.

(AN- sorry, that was a little harsh, but sometimes when your wrapped up in the heat of the moment you say and think things that you wish you've never had.)

"YOU," Ginny said strongly when she walked through the door.

Hermione heard most of the conversation because they were yelling throughout almost the whole thing. She knew exactly what Ginny was coming to say and that she was going to be really mad at her for telling Harry she had a boyfriend.

"You… Why did you tell Harry, all this, this stuff? Why did you tell him you had a boyfriend without telling me first?"

"Well, it seemed like a good lie, at the time. Plus Harry believed it." Hermione said, trying to argue her point. She didn't actually just tell Harry that so they could get into a fight.

"Hello, your supposed to keep me informed so we always know that were on the same page. We don't want to slip up on this lie. You have to tell me everything you tell Harry."

"I just thought…I didn't think," Hermione said still trying to defend her actions.

"That's right, you didn't think!" Ginny then stormed up the stairs, most likely going to find and make up with Harry.

When the coast was clear, Emily looked up at her mum and waited for her to talk. Hermione didn't seem to talk; she just stared out the window. Emily then decided to climb up on her lap, and wait for her to say something.

"What hun?"

"Mommy, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No I don't…"

"Do you like daddy?" Emily asked her.

Hermione was astounded by this question. How did Emily know who her father was?

"Who's your dad?" Hermione asked her, trying to see if she had actually figured this out.

"Harry, he's my dad. And you like him but he likes that Ginny lady. I don't really like her mommy."

"Its okay honey, she's been acting really weird lately. But how did you get a crazy idea like that?"

"I dunno, I think you do."

"No honey, I don't like Harry, and Harry's not your father."

Hermione leaned her head back as far as she could go. She hated lying to everyone, especially Emily. She just couldn't stand it anymore. What she couldn't understand was how her 3 year old figured everything out so quickly, when Harry couldn't even figure it out yet.

AN- alright, wow, this chapter was a lot longer than I expected. I dragged out all the details, but it's finally getting good, right. It will not take as long as it did for this update, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to update this weekend, which was my plan.

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