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Disturbing Discoveries
"When did you find out you were pregnant?" Ron asked.
They were sitting on the sofa again. It was pitch black outside.
"Three weeks after we thought you died. I wasn't doing so well, so Harry made me go to
the hospital. They did some tests to see if anything was wrong, and that's when they told
me I was pregnant."
"Was it hard? Those nine months, I mean," Ron asked nervously.
"Don't worry about that. It was years ago," Hermione said.
"Tell me. I feel like I need to know. Please," Ron said.
"Right after you vanished, the rest of your family came back. I will never forget the look
on your poor mother's face. Ginny fainted. Your dad and brothers started to cry when
Hagrid told them what happened… Harry and I could hardly look at them. We couldn't
save you. We blamed ourselves."
"It wasn't your fault."
"Hagrid took us with him. We stayed in his hut for two-and-a-half weeks, until your mum
and Ginny showed up one day. They wanted us to stay with them… Ginny really missed
Harry, and Hagrid had told your family about us. Your mum pulled me aside and told me
she wouldn't take no for an answer. She said she promised my mother she would look out
for me, and told me not to make her a liar. She said she was happy that she could call me
daughter now. She was very sweet," Hermione said.
"So Harry and you came back here, then?"
"We did. I was sick when we got here, a few days later was when Harry made me go to
the hospital. He and Ginny were actually with me when they told me I was pregnant. That
was the first time in quite awhile that I saw your sister truly smile. Harry looked happy,
but concerned at the same time. I was in shock. I think Harry was really worried about
me."
"What happened with Harry and Ginny?" Ron asked with a smile.
"They got married a month later. And a month after that she got pregnant with your
nephew."
"Are he and Mia close?" Ron asked.
"Practically inseparable," Hermione smiled.
"Mione?"
"Yeah?"
"I was going to try pretending that I didn't hear you and Daniel in the kitchen, but I did…
What happened when you were pregnant?"
"It doesn't matter. It was five years ago, Ron."
"It matters to me, Hermione."
"Ron, it just brings up bad feelings."
"Let them out then."
"You're just as stubborn as ever. Leave well-enough alone, Ron," Hermione said, clearly
agitated.
"No."
"Fine. You want to know how I was feeling, you want to know what happened when I
was pregnant?"
"Yes."
"I was so mad at you," she said. "You got me pregnant at seventeen, and you weren't
even there to help me through it. I had to deal with rumours about us. I was called a
whore so many times, I couldn't keep count. People started spreading the rumour that I
didn't even know who got me pregnant in the first place. This was me they were talking
about! Being pregnant and in school did not help my stress levels at all, either… Harry
and your mum also got really sick at the end of my fourth month, we thought they
weren't going to make it for awhile. You were gone, and my parents were gone. I was so
scared that I was going to lose everyone else too. All of this was going on, and then the
doctors tell me that I would probably miscarry. A few weeks later, I found out that some
people at Hogwarts wanted me out… Later that day-"
"There's more?" Ron asked, in shock.
Hermione nodded, as she wiped away her tears.
"Mione, I'm sorry," Ron said sincerely. "You don't have to tell me anymore if you don't
want to."
"But there's more," she cried, fresh tears rolling down her face. "We've got this far, you
should know the rest," she said.
"Not if it's going to make you cry," he said gently.
"You never could bear to see me cry," Hermione said, giving him the faintest smile.
"You really should know the rest, though."
"Okay," Ron said.
"I was at Hogwarts on a modified schedule. I went for four hours a day Monday to
Friday. It was unusual, but McGonagall okayed it. Anyway, out of the blue one day,
Crabbe and Goyle showed up back at school. I had a bad feeing as soon as I saw them…
As I was leaving school that day, I got this huge pain in my stomach, so I sat down in the
corner for a minute, hoping it would go away. When I got up, Crabbe and Goyle were
standing over me, wands pointed at my stomach. The next I knew, I was at St. Mungo's.
All your family was there, Harry and McGonagall too. She told me that I killed Crabbe
and Goyle, but told me not to worry about it."
"What?" Ron asked.
"I know, it's totally shocking. I still can't believe it. To this day, I still don't know what
happened. She told me not to think about it, and not to mention it anymore. The only
thing I know for sure is that McGonagall protected me. Honestly, I don't even know if
anyone else knows what really happene. I received no punishments," Hermione said.
"Those guys were going to kill the baby; the life inside you. You were protecting Mia. I
don't see how any sane person would punish you for that," Ron told her.
"Crabbe and Goyle were dead but the healers told me that they did manage to hit me with
a small part of the spell. The healers told me that there would be less than a ten percent
chance that Mia would make it… I cursed them all to hell, and told them to tell me
something I wanted to hear. They ordered me to bed rest until my ninth month. They said
it was the only hope I had, and that the odds were still not in my favour. Your mother,
who was finally starting to get better, told them all to shut up," Hermione smiled. "She
said that she would take good care of me, and that in four months, she would be a
grandmother."
"I could see mum telling them off for sure," Ron said.
"I knew she was only saying that to lift my spirits, though. When we got back home, she
made me lie down, and she came to sit with me. I still remember exactly what she told
me. She said, 'You're used to taking care of everything and everyone. It's who you are.
But for now, you have to let us take care of you, so that you can take care of the little girl
inside you. I know those doctors scared you, and made you mad when they said the baby
probably wouldn't make it. All you want to do is protect her because you love her. The
way to protect her is by letting us take care of you. That means staying in bed and letting
us fuss over you'… I was so tired that day, I felt like my body had given up on me. All I
could think of was Mia, so I gave in, and let your mum take care of me," Hermione said.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there to do that," Ron told her.
Hermione gave him a small, but genuine smile. "It's okay," she said.