Before we knew it, Christmas came around. I was especially excited, because I would soon get to see Niamh. Serius had been watching over her while I was at school. I was Niamhs godmother and he was her godfather. Serius and Angus were also very close. This would be the first time I would see her since I cane to this "world".

But, there was one problem, It had been almost three months since Malfoy raped me, and I was starting to show that I was pregnant. Hermione noticed that I put on some weight. My appetied was also a bit, eh, abnormal. I had been eating more than Ron. One morning at breakfast, my plate was overflowing with sausage, ham and pancakes.

"Hungry much?" Said Ron.

"What, I'm hungry." I said mocking him.

He wasn't wrong. Everyone noticed something was going on, but I had a feeling Hermione was the only one who actually knew. On a brighter note the last class before holiday was especially fun. Neville at last mastered expelliarmus. Everyone cheered him on. I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he fainted. Chuckles were heard, then I helped him up. I glanced at Harry, who was smiling, but not at me, at Cho.

After Harry gave his speech he walked towards Cho, who was looking at Cedric's picture. I cast an invisibility spell on myself and watched from behind the door as they kissed. I could just hear my heart break. I reversed the spell and slid out of the room quietly It took everything in me not to cry. Still a few tears made their way out. I brushed them away and went to the common room.

When I got there Ron an Hermione were on the couch waiting for Harry and I to return. I joined them and Harry came on just a few moments later. He sat in front of the fireplace, facing us to tell us about the kiss.

"So how was it" asked Ron.

"Wet.. I mean she was sort of crying" Said Harry

"That bad then?"

"Well Ron how many girls have you snogged in the past hour?" I said.

He glared at me and Hermione spoke. "I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satisfactory, Cho spends half her time crying these days"

It was then when I stopped listening. So many things were rushing through my mind. Harry, Niamh, and this baby. What was I going to do? I was too young, and it was the bastard child of Malfoy. I suppose I had time to work that out, but deffinatly not enough time before people would find out, who knows what would happen then.

Before I knew it everyone was laughing. Harry looked at me. I was resting my head in my hand as I thaught, and without even realizing I had a hand on my stomach.

"Jess, are you alright?" he asked.

I broke from my daze, the three of them were now staring at me. "Um, yeah just a bit tired. I think I'm going to head off to bed," I said. I got up and made my way to the dormitory. "Goodnight." I said over my shoulder.

There was silence. I was in the hall before out bedroom when Hermione came up from behind me making me jump. I grabbed my stomach.

"Bloody hell don't do that," I said to her.

"Jessica, are you alright?" she said.

"Brilliant, we left things open too long, and Harry made his choice. And in the next few months I'll have to make a decision of my own."

I gasped realising what I had just said. Hermiones eyes grew wide and I could see in her eyes that she knew exactly what I ment.

"Jess you aren't."

I stayed silent. She looked at me and hugged me. I just looked down my hands on my stomach. Later that night was when Mr. Weasly was attacked. Thankfully they got to him in time. While Harry was sent for lessons with Snape. I was sent to the hospital... again. Pomfrey took a small vile of my blood and re-bandaged my arm. Looking back on it Dumbledore probably had her colect the sample for a pregnancy test, although I didn't realize that then.

When we got to Kings Cross, Moody met us there and braught us to Grimmald. Mrs. Weasly was at the hospital with Mr. Weasly. He wasn't going to be discharged until the next day.

When we got there we put away our things and went downstairs. There to meet us was Serius who was holding Niamh.

"Jessie!" she squealed. I bent to her level and picked her up, hugging her.

"Hi Niamh!"

"She stayed up all night waiting for you to come. She just woke up from a nap as you came in the door." said Serius.

I chuckled. "Miss me much?" I said coming down the stairs, setting her down. Harry and Hermione came down after me.

"Harry! Mione!" She said and hugged Hermione. She jumped onto Harry and he picked her up. "Hey you." said Harry.

I smiled at them. Harry had always treated Niamh like his little sister, and she his big brother. Watching them always made me think that Harry would be an excellent father one day.

Wait what was I thinking? I loved Harry and it would be nice if we ever got married, but was I thinking about raising this baby? No, even if I wanted to I couldn't. Soon everyone would know. I guess I only have until then to come up with a plan.

"You been a good girl uncle Serius, Niamh?" I said as Harry put her down.

"Yeeeesss" She siad. She ran to me, "Jessie can we play?!"

"Of course." She took my hand and led me to her room. Her bedspread was pink. Serius must've gotten it for her. He sould make a good father himself. Niamh sat down on a blanket that had a small pick nick set up. In te corner of the room there was the napsack with her things that Angus had stored with the portkey that brought us here. Niamh tugged my arm and sat me down.

"One lump or two?" she said.

"Two please" I replied. She put two imaginary lumps of sugar in my cup and we both sipped our pretend tea. Pinkeys up.

"Jessie remember the gift that daddy put in the bag for me to open on Christmas? Can I open it now?" She asked.

"It's not Christmas yet Niamh."

"I know, but I really, really want to open it. Please Jessie."

"Well you have been a good girl, go fetch it." She shot straight up and got the gift. It was in a bag that had an extention jinx.

"Well go on," I told her. She reached one arm in followed by half of her body. She nearly fell in so I had to pull her out. She came out clutching a teddy bear that was almost the size of her.

"Wow, Niamh."

"There were some letters in there, but my hands were tooo full." she said. I giggled and reached in for the letters. One had my name on it the other was for Niamh.

"This ones for you Niamh."

"Read it!" She said as she jumped into my lap.

"Oh, okay easy Niamh." I read the letter.

"My Dear Niamh,

Merry Christmas Darling. If you're reading this, then that means that I'm not around anymore. I'm sorry that I can't be there for you. I know it maybe hard to understand now, but I needed to leave you in order to keep you and Jessie safe. I know that you'll miss me, and that's okay. I'm always with you darling. In your heart.

Jessie, Uncle Serius and Uncle Reamus wil protect you. They all love you as much as I do. As long as you have friends and people to love you, you'll never be alone Niamh. I love you so much.

Love, Daddy."

Niamh stayed still holding her bear close, she had teary eyes. I rubbed her arm, "Niamh, are you okay?"

"It's alright to miss Daddy. Is it alright to cry?" She asked.

I held her close, her words just broke my heart, "Of course it is sweetheart."

I held her tight as she cried. She hugged me back, dropping her bear. I shed a few tears myself. This little girl has to grow up without a father or mother. It was so unfair, at least I never knew my parents. She did. I was going to become a parent soon myself, I couldn't even imagine how I was going to do that.

In a way I was selfish. In dreams that I've had, Niamh has to grow up fast. Even now she's mature. Even the most mature of people need to show their pain now and then. I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head,

"Shhhh... It's okay. It's all going too be okay." I told her. I dried my own eyes and turned around. Harry was in the doorway. He looked at me, then closed the door.

Niamh soon fell asleep again. I put her to bed and gave her the bear. She clutched it in her sleep. I looked down and rubbed my stomache. I then left the room closing the door behind me. Harry was still outside. We looked at each other for a moment, then we hugged.

I didn't want to let go as he held me tight. So much would happen soon. He still didn't know I was pregnant. I wanted to keep it that way. I loved him. Even if he didn't know for himself yet, he would always be my best friend. We'd also be connected together, always.