A/N: Okay, the first chapters are pretty short, but that's because it's mostly background stuff... gimme some time, the chapters will start to get longer, I promise!
CHAPTER TWO: THERE GOES MY LIFE
5 years later ( July 1998)
Hermione came bursting through the door, tears and a smile lighting up her face. Harry was sitting at the kitchen table and stood up right in time to have the wind knocked out of him by his now eighteen-year-old wife's body colliding with his.
"WE'RE PREGNANT!" She told him while trying to control the shake in her voice and squeezing his neck fiercely.
"WE ARE WE ARE WE ARE!"
Harry collapsed back onto the kitchen chair, unable to speak through the knot in his throat. He looked up at Hermione. His Hermione, and imagined her looking very pregnant with his child. He was hard-put to imagine her as more beautiful any time later than she was right then, standing in front of him, smiling and crying and laughing all at once. No, she was absolutely stunning, and he had never loved her more. He stood up, put a hand onto her lower belly, and pulled her into a deep embrace, followed by a series of long, slow, kisses.