Two Weeks Later
All seventh year Gryffindors had Transfiguration first thing in the morning. They all sat waiting for Professor Tonks, but she never came. Instead, five minutes later, Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom.
"Where's Professor Tonks?" Hermione asked.
"Professor Tonks is unfortunately very ill. And if you don't believe me, I will tell you that she is currently in the Hospital Wing clutching a bucket. So for today I will be your teacher."
After the day's classes were completed, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to the Hospital Wing, only to find that Tonks wasn't there. So they headed to her quarters and knocked on to door. However, Tonks didn't answer the door; Remus did.
"Hello, Re-, I mean Professor," said Harry.
"It's okay, you may call me Remus outside of class. I however assume you were here to see how Tonks is?"
"Yes," said Hermione, "it was our main reason, but it is nice to see you too."
"Thank you," he replied, "I suppose I'll leave you to see Nymphadora then. Goodnight," he said just as he exited the quarters.
"Wotcher guys," greeted the obviously very sick Tonks. "Sorry I look so terrible, but when I'm sick I usually loose all of my morphing abilities. The thing is, I really don't feel that bad."
"Hi Tonks," said Harry.
"McGonagall said you were ill so we decided to come visit," said Ron.
"Well, thanks guys, but I really do feel quite ok. I probably ate to much or something."
"We'd still come and see you anyways," said Hermione with a smile.
"That's nice to know. Thank you," she replied, looking quite distant as if she was thinking of something else that had been taking all of her attention and was drawing it to the one thought.
"Tonks," said Hermione, "is everything alright?"
"Y-yes," she said meekly, but a few seconds later, she promptly burst into tears.
Harry sat down on the edge of Tonks's bed and gave he a hug still not knowing what was wrong.
"Emhafnabayee." she said quickly and jumbled together.
"What?" asked Harry.
"I'm having a baby," she repeated shyly.
"That's wonderful!" squealed Hermione.
"Yeah, congrats!" agreed Harry.
"That's awesome!" Ron added.
Tonks's sobs were letting up when someone knocked on her door.
"Who is it?" Tonks called.
"It's me Poppy," the voice replied.
Tonks used her wand to open the door, and Madam Pompfrey walked in with a tray covered in potions and other various objects.
"Hello dears," she greeted. "Tonks, would you like your students to remain in the room, or would you like them to leave?"
"They're just fine staying here if they want to."
Madam Pompfrey conjured three navy armchairs for Harry, Ron, and Hermione to sit in.
"We will be able to tell the sex of the baby next month. I however do have some potions that will help with the morning sickness, however, it will not fully disappear. You will need to take it as soon as you wake," she explained to Tonks, set the potions on the night table, said "goodnight," and exited, shutting the door carefully behind her.
"Tonks, does anyone know who the father is?" Hermione asked.
"Other that me, nobody knows. The father doesn't even know that I'm pregnant," she replied.
"Who's the father then?" asked Ron.
"Remus," she said with a smile, and she went dreamy-eyed.
"I knew you guys would get together! I told you so!" Ron cried exuberantly.