Chapter 3: Scares and Discoveries

"So, how's Harry been? Least time we talked you said he still wanted to be with Abby" Hermione said as they washed the dishes.

"Well, I think he might be over Ab" Ron started. He continued after Hermione gave him a confused look. "Well, he has a date tonight, and they have been going out for a month now…"

"I see. Well we can't let Abby know this. Who is he with?"

"I think he said her name was Amanda Daniels. She's thin, blond, has blue eyes, and is tall…well taller then Abby."

"Well, I still say we don't tell her…" Hermione sighed.

"Agreed" said Ron as he put the last dish away. "Want to play chess?" he asked with big eyes.

"Sure" said Hermione as she laughed.

Half way through their 2nd game Abigail came storming through the door. "Something wrong?" asked Hermione.

"Oh no, I just got to see Harry on a date with this blond bimbo, who is such a bitch! You should've seen the way she treated Kelly! Erg! I'm going to my room!" and with that she stormed down the hall to her room. They heard her slam the door, scream in frustration and then throw something against the wall.

"I guess she knows…" started Ron

"Yep. Hope she didn't break something she'll miss…"

"Shouldn't we go and console her or something?" asked Ron

"No just let her cool off-"

"Hermione!! Help…"they heard something hit the floor. They ran down the hall, opened her door and found her on the floor clutching her stomach.

"Hermione, it's- ow!!" she stopped and started breathing like she practiced.

"Quick Ron, we have to get her to St. Mungos!" Just as they apparated to St. Mungos there was a knock at the door and a familiar guy with emerald eyes and jet black hair yelling, "Abby?"

At the coffee shop

Harry was on a date with one Amanda Daniels. 'She's blond, blue eyed, thin, perfect…why am I so bored?' Harry thought as he listened to his date goes on about some gossip she heard. Finally he excused himself to go to the bathroom. Once there, he splashed himself with cold water to try to get out of the daze he was in. Truth be told, he had heard that Abigail worked here, that was the only reason he brought his date here, in hope to see her. He had never really got over her, and he knew he never would. He just wished she didn't take up almost all of his thoughts. He still worried about her, since she looked so sick when he last saw her. Ron had told him that Hermione said she was great, but he didn't know if that was true or not.

Harry heard something going on outside, which his date was a part of. It was hard not to recognize her voice. He splashed his face just one last time, dried it off and told himself to get his thoughts back on the now, not the past as he headed back to his seat. When he got there he saw his date sitting in her seat glaring at the corner before turning to him and telling him what happened.

"Oh Harry, it was horrible!" she whined.

"What was?" he asked.

"What can I get the happy couple?" Harry startled as the waitress asked them. He noticed she was almost glaring daggers at his date, but he didn't really care.

"Two coffees, please" he said as he looked at his date who just nodded in agreement. As soon as the waitress left, Amanda told him what happened.

"Well here's what happened. Our waitress was just about to come over and take our orders when this blimp of a girl came in. Honest to god, the girl was huge! Anyways, once the waitress saw her she immediately went over and started talking to her, without taking our orders! So I went over there after a minute and tapped her on the shoulder and said that we would like to be served tonight, and they got all hissy at me! After a few minutes I just came back here, I didn't want them to keep saying stuff like that to me! Honestly Harry, I don't much like the service here." Then she started glaring at the corner again.

"Well…usually they're very nice here, as long as you're nice to them…"

"I was nice!" She hissed at him. He didn't believe her at all, but decided to let it go. Then their coffee came, and they sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Why are you glaring at the corner?" he asked turning to see.

"That blimp of a woman is sitting there! Drinking a hot chocolate, really, she doesn't need the calories." He couldn't believe what his date was saying! Well he could, after all she did check the calories of everything and anything before she ate it, she was obsessed with her weight.

He turned to look at the girl who was so rude to his date. He spotted her immediately. She had long brown hair that fell past her shoulders, and wasn't the skinniest person he'd ever seen. She was just staring out the window, as if lost in thought. Then she turned and caught his eyes. He stared into her blue eyes for a minute, they seemed so familiar to him but he couldn't place her. He watched as she paled and quickly got her coat, hat and mittens on, and then threw money on the table. He watched her slowly get up and quickly rush past them. Just as she was leaving he heard their waitress call out to her. "See you Abby, and let me know when the twins are born!" He paled himself, and he looked out the door. That was Abby? As in his Abby? She was pregnant? And with twins…he was so shocked!

"What's wrong Harry?" the voice of his date brought him back to earth from his thoughts.

"I'm sorry Amanda, I have to go, we should do this again sometime soon" and with that he rushed up to the counter. Obviously the waitress knew her and could probably tell him where to find her.

"Excuse me, miss," he said.

"Hmm?" she said as she looked up.

"That girl that just left. Was that Abigail Porter?"

"Yes it was, why?" she gave him a suspicious look.

"I know Abby; could you tell me where to find her?"

"Well sir, I don't just give out peoples addresses. Who are you and how do you know her?"

"I'm Harry Potter-"

"Oh! Why didn't you say so? She lives on the 3rd floor, #290 in the apartment building on Maple Street," she told him, cheerful all of a sudden. He thanked her quickly before rushing out to find her.

After a few minutes he found the apartment and knocked on the door. "Abby?" There was no answer. "Abby!" still none. He kept at it for a few minutes, before a neighbour came out.

"Hey buddy, give it a rest! She's not there!"

"How do you know?" Harry asked, looking at the man standing across from him. He had shaggy blond hair, brown eyes and was built. He must lift weights.

"Because I just got a message from her roommate saying that she went into labour. She's a week early, so the healers aren't too worried, but are still taking precaution."

Labour he couldn't believe it, he just found out she was pregnant!

"Listen, if you want to wait out here for Hermione to come home then do it, just be quiet. Some of us need to work in the morning." With that the guy went back to his apartment. I'm going to stay here all night if I have to Harry thought. He was tired of being left out in the cold, and he was going to get some answers.