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Just so you all know, Hermione is now 10 weeks along.

Chapter 3: Decisions

Sunday was supposed to be a day of rest, but not for Hermione. She woke up at six with the need to throw up. This has been a constant in her life since that day she went to St. Mungo's almost five weeks ago. This caused her to remember the pregnancy thing was real and not a figment of her imagination. Making sure to brush her teeth, Hermione continued to get ready for the day.

Once she was showered and dressed, Hermione walked into her kitchen to find something to eat, even if it was just ice cream. Before she could find anything, she spotted two familiar people.

"Harry! Ron!" She spoke with delight. After all, she hadn't seen them for a few weeks, due to her own fault of course.

Ron smiled, "Mum sent us to get here to bring you to brunch, since you haven't shown up lately."

Hermione immediately felt guilty. "I know, I've just been busy with work." Hoping they would believe her lie, for Hermione didn't want to tell them the real reason why she hasn't been over.

"That's what we figured, 'Mione." Harry said with a smile, "Well, shall we go?"

Hesitating, Hermione wasn't sure what to do. But she knew there was no way around this. If she didn't come today, she would have to lie more and to the faces of her best friends. Instead of lying her way out of this, she put on a fake smile and nodded.

"Just give me a couple minutes, and I will change my clothes."

Once in her room, Hermione took a deep breath. She didn't have to tell anyone, especially not the rest of the Weasleys, about 'it'. At least not until she was ready. Quickly throwing on a simple sun dress and some complimenting flats, she walked back out into the living room finding Ron and Harry ready to leave.

She smiled and shook her head thinking, some things will never change.

Harry and Ron got ready to apparate, but stopped when they noticed Hermione walking over to the fire place.

"Since when do you prefer to floo?" Harry asked.

Hermione shrugged, "I just haven't been feeling well and I don't think it's a good idea to apparate." She didn't want them to know that she wasn't sure if it was okay to apparate due to her 'condition.' "You guys don't have to. I know you both like apparation. I will just meet you there."

Taking a handful of floo powder, Hermione walked into the fireplace, threw the powder down and spoke her destination.

-.-

Once arriving at The Burrow, Hermione remembered why she loved it there. The whole place screamed family. Molly was in the kitchen, getting the food ready. There were multiple conversations coming from the living room. Although deep down she knew there was a difference from before. She knew there should be one more person with the family.

She tried to walk out of the fireplace as quietly as she could, but apparently couldn't. Instead she was greeted with a lot of people smiling and yelling her name. Hermione didn't think she had been gone this long. But she smiled and hugged everyone.

Walking towards the kitchen, Hermione took a deep breath to try to calm down. She knew this was a bad decision even before she was done inhaling. The smell. Not really sure what the smell was. But Hermione's stomach didn't like it.

Hoping no one noticed, Hermione ran up the stairs saying something along the lines of having to pee so people wouldn't be as suspicious. She ran into the bathroom in enough time to lock the door and cast a silence spell on it before she threw up into the toilet. This only lasted a couple minutes, by then her nose realized the putrid smell was no longer hanging around.

After flushing the toilet, Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were read from being sick and her complexion was slightly worse. Once she performed a couple quick spells, she looked almost like her old self. She also added a spell to make her not smell anything anymore. Hermione wasn't sure how many times abruptly running from the room screaming that she had to pee would be accepted in the Weasley house before she was questioned. With Mrs. Weasley there, Hermione knew it was very, very few.

Once she walked back down the stairs, she knew that no one had missed her really. At least that is what it looked like. Everyone in the living room assumed she had gone into the kitchen with Molly and Ginny. And Molly and Ginny thought she was still in the living room. She put on a smile and went into the kitchen.

She found Ginny sitting at the table and laughed inwardly. Molly never accepted the help of other people when it came to preparing food. So Hermione took a seat at the table across from Ginny.

Ginny smiled when she saw Hermione sit down. "Hermione, how have you been?" She asked with a grin.

All Hermione could do was glare at her. "I am fine Ginny. Thanks for asking." She found The Daily Prophet sitting on the table, so she picked it up and began reading just for something to do.

It wasn't long after Hermione sat down at the before Molly was calling everyone in for brunch.

She stared down at the small amount of food on her plate. None of it looked appetizing to her. The only thing she wanted to eat now was some ice cream. Strawberry ice cream. Sighing, Hermione picked up her fork and ate as much as she could. She didn't want Molly to notice anything.

Once brunch was over, and Hermione had helped cleaning the table, she decided to take a small walk outside in the gardens.

She ended up at the small creek that was near The Burrow, but far enough away. This creek held so many memories for her. Hermione sat down on her spot. Her spot actually being an old tree that had fallen over. It was really her and Fred's spot. After all it was the first place they had kissed. The memory brought tears to her eyes. She quickly wiped them away, realizing that Fred would not want her to be acting like this. She needed to be strong for herself and her baby.

Baby. She smiled and placed her hand on her abdomen where she felt a small bump. The bump wasn't noticeable enough to be seen through her clothes, but Hermione could feel it.

Hermione had been contemplating about her 'situation.' Her options were simple. There was always adoption. But Hermione knew that after carrying something inside her body, she could never be able to let it go. In the wizarding world there was not abortion, but rather a simple spell she could have Ginny do. No pain was involved, and Hermione would be perfectly fine. Hermione shook her head. She would never do that. No matter how bad her situation was. Although Hermione respected other people's choices if they chose that option, she doesn't know their predicament. But it just wasn't right for her.

The last option was the one Hermione chose. It was the only option for her. Not that she minded much. Of course it meant that her life would change dramatically. But this was her and Fred's child, there is no way she would do anything else.

She heard a twig snap behind her, and turned around to find Ginny.

"Hey you kind of disappeared after brunch, so I thought I would come find you." Ginny said before joining Hermione on the tree.

Hermione smiled, for once in a long time it was a genuine smile. "I needed some time to think."

The pair sat in silence for a while and listened to the creek.

It was Ginny who broke the silence. "Have you thought about what you want to do?" She asked gesturing to Hermione's stomach.

Nodding, Hermione took a deep breath. "I am going to keep it. I mean there is no way I am just going to sweep it from my life. And after having it grow inside of me, I can't just give it away."

Ginny's face grew into a big smile. "I am so glad! I wanted it to be your decision, but I was secretly hoping you would choose this." The two girls hugged each other a laughed. They sat down again and Ginny's expression sobered. "When are you going to tell mum and dad?"

Hermione's smile faded. She hadn't really thought about that much. In the back corner of her mind she knew she would have to tell them sooner or later. But she wasn't sure when.

She looked back at Ginny, "I haven't really thought about that."

Sure Hermione could wait a while before telling them. She was sure she could find an excuse. Some reason why she couldn't tell them now. But Hermione couldn't think of one.

All she needed to do now was figure out how she was going to do it. Then she had an idea.

"Ginny can you go with me to St. Mungo's?"

Ginny stared at her friend with wide eyes. "But I thought you were keeping the baby."

"Yes of course I am. But when I tell your parents I want to give them a picture of their grandchild."

Smiling, Ginny nodded.

"Okay. I am not sure if it is okay to apparate, so we have to floo. We can tell everyone you are coming over to my place and once we get to my flat we will go to St. Mungo's from there." Hermione instructed.

The friends walked back up to the house. They noticed how empty it was once inside. The only person left was Molly who was making some last minute snacks in the kitchen.

"Mum, where is everyone?" Ginny asked as they walked into the kitchen.

Molly smiled at the two who just entered, "They all went to play some Quidditch. I'm heading down there now if you want to join. I was just going to bring them all some snacks."

Hermione shook her head, "No thanks Mrs. Weasley. Ginny and I are going to go back to my flat for a bit. Just to have some girl time."

Mrs. Weasley nodded, "Well you two have fun." She said, glad that both of them have begun to be their old selves again.

Ginny and Hermione waited until Mrs. Weasley was out the door before going to the living room to use the fire place.

-.-

Hermione was lying on the exam table, again. But this time she wasn't drug there by her best friend. She waited for the Healer to come in and give her a checkup. Nervous was the only word Hermione could find that would explain how she felt. She knew that today she would get to see her baby for the first time ever. Deep down, Hermione wished it was Fred who was sitting in the chair by her, not Ginny. But then again, life can't be perfect.

Eventually the Healer came in, the same one as last time of course. It was hard to get an appointment as a walk in. After all St. Mungo's was a very respected Wizarding hospital. With a small amount of force, Hermione and Ginny had managed to get in and see a healer.

After all the formalities were over, the Healer began to work. He first made sure the baby was growing at a good rate. And that Hermione was doing better.

Finally he waved his wand over Hermione's abdomen for what had to be the twentieth time. This time however a small picture appeared above it. In the center was a small moving blob. The blob was actually her baby. You could see its head and body, along with little stubs where the arms and feet will be formed.

Hermione couldn't help but to cry. It was one of the most beautiful things she had seen. This baby was hers.

Ginny looked at Hermione and saw the tears, which almost brought some to her own face. Instead she turned to the Healer. "We need four copies of this, please."

The Healer nodded, "Sure. Everything looks fine Miss Granger. I want to see you back here in a few weeks for another check up." He handed Ginny a small stack of papers. That stack of papers was the pictures of the baby.

The next thing Hermione knew she was in the lobby of St. Mungo's again facing the fire place she had emerged from. She took a deep breath, grabbed some floo powder, and called out "The Burrow!"

This is the longest chapter to date. And I rather like this one. You get to see Hermione's inner thinkings.

Also with the whole abortion issue… I don't want anyone to think negative of me. My stance is Pro Choice and I hoped I conveyed that through the writing…

Review please! And I may just update sooner!