( hi guys I'm so sorry it has taken me this long to get this chap to us but I have been really busy with UNI exams and I lost the Mojo I had for this story and I only just got it back hehehe I think this I a sad chap but its my fav so enjoy it and please review)

It was the nausea and not the early morning sun streaming through the shabby curtains that finally forced Hermione out of bed every morning, as she sat rapped around the toilet in the tiny bathroom that Fred and George had added on to Harry's bedroom at there sisters request, Hermione had never felt so alone as she did at that very second all she wanted was to be rapped in Harry's strong arms and feel protected from the world. As Hermione forced herself to stand she felt another wave of sickness sweep over her and was forced back onto her knees as she emptied her stomach for the second time that morning, finally when she felt well enough to stand she walked back into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. When the nausea had started Hermione had assumed it was simply one of those 24 hour bugs and hadn't given it another thought till it went on for more then a week and then she began to wonder if it was something more serious, so she had called the orders healer to check her out and got the shock of her life when she was told that she was 4 weeks pregnant. She let her hand slip down to the soft swell of her stomach and knew that she would always have a piece of Harry with her, it was the baby that kept Hermione going these days for it was 5 months since Harry had alighted in the middle of the night and there was still no word from him. The fact that she couldn't tell him about the baby chocked Hermione up inside and the thought of Harry dying without knowing of the precious gift of there child almost killed her. Hermione knew that the house would start to wake soon and that she should get dressed and go down to breakfast, the only person hermione had told of her condition was Ginny and the other Weasley's because she felt that at this point in time that they would be the only ones that would understand. Many of the order were still angry at her for letting Harry slip away in the dead of night and to Hermione's dismay one of those people was Ron, Hermione knew that Ron still deeply care for her and that he was just hurt about being left out and such but it still cut Hermione up inside when he was slightly indifferent towards her, she also knew that he would protect her and the baby with his life so she was able to give him the slack he needed to get over it. Hermione had taken to wearing the shirts that Harry had left behind for two reasons the first being that it made her feel close to him and the second was that they were bigger then her own clothes and were able to hide the growing swell at her abdomen, most people assumed the first reason. As she entered the kitchen she saw Ginny sitting at the huge table breast feeding her tiny 2 week old son looking so content in the simple pleasure of this act and hermione longed to hold hers and Harry child in that way.

Ginny Looked up when she heard somebody enter the kitchen and was not surprised to see Hermione standing in the large door frame looking distressed; it was becoming a daily routine for the two women Ginny would come down to the kitchen to feed herself and Devlin before the mass of people flooded the kitchen in search of breakfast, Hermione also preferred to come before the others and to flee before they arrived so as so that she did not have to put up with the angry and outbursts from others that were still upset about her not stopping Harry leaving. It was like they thought Harry had no Say in the matter and that Hermione had forced him to leave against his will. Since the war broke out Grimmould place had been expanded to cope with the influx of people that were now living in it, there would have to be a minimum of 50 members of the order and there family living in it at any given time and Hermione was one of the only people to get there own room, this also caused friction for many people but as Harry was the owner of the house and she was living in his room there wasn't much any of them could do about it anyway but they did let there anger on the subject show mainly when Hermione was around. Ginny knew first hand what it was like to be in Hermione's condition having just given birth to her first son not 2 weeks a go and could sympathies with Hermione about having the father of her baby not around and in danger because Draco of late was being called be Voldermort and the other death eaters more and more frequently but Ginny knew that Hermione was feeling a whole different thing in that she had no way of contacting Harry and telling him that he was going to be a father or even know if he was still alive. The thought of Harry being dead made Ginny want to vomit so she could imaging what it was doing to Hermione and that amount to stress was not good for her baby so Ginny did everything in her abilities to help Hermione in her time of need so to say.

"Morning Hermione" Ginny said as she slide Devlin into his carry sling and slipped him over her shoulder and stood "did you sleep well"

"As well as I could" Hermione walking towards the bread box "and we both know that wasn't good"

"You need to take better care of your self Mione" Ginny said and came closer to her "for the baby"

At the mention of her baby Hermione grimaced and moved away.

"I would never intentional hurt the baby Gin" Hermione whispered she could feel the tears coming on, since the beginning of her pregnancy Hermione had been getting more and more emotional most people put it down to she missed Harry. "I just miss him so much Ginny its killing me, I just want to tell him about our baby and hold him in my arms it was the only place in the world that I have ever felt completely safe"

"I know sweetie" Ginny said softly pulling Hermione into the circle of her arm being carful as not to squish Devlin "he's going to come back Mione, you know that he loves you and I know he loves the baby even before he knows about him, that's just Harry"

Ginny was so happy when she saw a smile cross Hermione's lips, it was the first smile she had seen in a long time.

Just then a group of people entered the kitchen and upon seeing Hermione put there noses in the air and ignored her and said good morning to Ginny.

"Sweetie don't let them get to you ok" Ginny whispered "they don't know any thing ok"

"I don't if they don't like me they can leave, the sooner the better " Hermione said loud enough so that they could all hear her, Hermione had had enough of being the shrinking violet!!!

One of the women in the group gasped and moved towards Hermione.

"What right do you have to say that??" she almost screamed Hermione recognized her as one of the Harry Potter groupies of the order they felt like Harry was a close personal friend that they had a right to do anything they wanted in his house and that really got up Hermione's goat "your nothing"

"She's everything and if you have a problem with her you can get out of my house" from behind Hermione came a voice that was as familiar to Hermione as her own "leave"

The group that left so quickly it wasn't funny they almost ran, Hermione's knees were going weak and she was getting dizzy she grabbed the edge of the bench to steady her self. She just stood starring at him.

"Another boy for the Weasely clan I see Gin" Harry said looking at the tiny blonde baby in the sling hanging from Ginny's shoulders "what's his name"

"Devlin"

Harry laughed and watched Ginny scurry out of the room so fast he thought she might fall and the he turned to Hermione expecting to see a smiling face but he was met with a pale drawn face, she looked like she was going to clasp and he thought she had lost weight.

"Harry" Hermione whispered and held her arms open for him, he came straight to her and held her that tight that was impossible for him to miss the bump that there baby had made in her body

"Hermione ?" Harry asked looking down at the women that he had missed like a man misses air for the past 5 months "you're pregnant"

The tears were running down her face as she nodded her head and just then it seemed like the whole house descended on the kitchen at that moment, then all hell broke loose as they spotted Harry. Aware of what would come next Hermione lent up and told him that she would be in his room when he could get there. Hermione backed up and moved towards the door exiting the kitchen she made her way up to there room and curled up on his bed and waited.