"Righto Mrs Weasly here is the keys to your new home," said the estate wizard with the green suit and bald head, dangling the keys.
"Thank you," Hermione replied.
If the wizard had any questions about Hermione that he wanted to ask he didn't. He simply just picked put his bag and disapparated from the house leaving Hermione there alone with her thoughts.
The house, well more like a cottage really, was a nice, small two bedroomed house with a field that would be perfect for any child to run around in which would now be perfect for Hermione now with the little one on the way. The cottage was located in the deep forest somewhere in London that only a few people knew about and was too far in for any Muggle to come in on their own so the place was well protected and isolated. Hermione had inherited it from her Grandmother that she had never knew about and had actually never really knew existed before two years ago when she died and left everything to her but she hadn't been it before and now she really wished she had.
The place was a dusty tip! Every square inch of the inside cottage was cover in at least a inch thick of dust and there were cobwebs with dead flies on them or on the floor and she could barely see the walls cause the paint or wallpaper had faded making it look white. The furniture looked like it saw better days as well but Hermione wouldn't know they were covered in dust! And that was just the living room!
Not being able to see this sad sight anymore Hermione grabbed her wand from her pocket and cast a spell all over the house and everything went nuts. The dust that was in the house started to lift from their place and levitate in the air for a moment and escape from the only open door in the house which was where Hermione was standing in front of meaning all the dust went through her !
The rest of the cottage was now being redecorated at that moment with cobwebs being caught by a floating feather duster and the dead flies were being sweep into a dust pan and the wallpaper on the walls were showing them to be a lovely shade of blue with a big white lily on it as well. The furniture was a simple white made out of wood style with various knickknacks to accompany it. Actually after a tidy up it's not half bad. Neither was the kitchen either with its maple wooden floor and white cupboards and island with wooden desktop.
After spitting out the dust in her mouth and shaking herself of the dust in her jeans and blue shirt, Hermione decided just to sit down and relax a bit after the little bit of excitement that happened there. Plus her back was hurting which was another sign of pregnancy which, amazingly, she had seemed to miss.
The place was quite cosy and it would be a perfect place to raise her baby once he or she was born and afterward… well Hermione hadn't really thought about afterwards but all she did do was make sure she was out of the Burrow before morning which she had done five hours ago and the sun was bright in the sky.
People would have thought that she was being a bit rash about running away after just one fight with your husband but if they knew the truth, the whole, truth, then they would not be thinking about it being rash at all. But they would advise her to go home with being pregnant after all.
As automatic as breathing Hermione placed her hand on her swollen belly and made small circular movements like she was trying to warm her belly up. She had been doing this ever since yesterday since she found out she was pregnant and found out that she was five months gone.
Despite being that far gone Hermione doesn't look it, she actually looks like she just gained a bit of weight. Actually she never displayed any symptoms of pregnancy at all. No morning sickness, no missing periods, no nausea, no mood swings or even tender breasts it was just the back pain. After a while Hermione got worried and went to see a Healer about it (he seemed a bit ditsy and clumsy but he was the only one left in) and after a few test he told her that she was indeed pregnant. She was delighted at first that she and Ron were going to become parents and years of marriage, but then the Healer told her how far gone she was…
Hermione was consumed with guilt about it and knowing that she couldn't keep what happened a secret anymore with a baby coming now so she went home and waited for Ron to come home and tell him that the baby she is carrying is not his.
Hermione's state of thought was interrupted by the sound of a door bell and Hermione was confused but she got to the door. Who could be calling her from out here? I thought this place was deserted? Hermione turned the handle and was greeted by a big blast from the past.
"Hermione! How are you, love?" A happy and familiar voice asked her.
"Professor McGonagall!" Was all Hermione could say until she got her voice back, "What are you doing here?"
Professor McGonagall removed her glasses, cleaned them and put them back on her face "I could be asking you the same thing."