Hermione was packing her spell books into her case, while Fred sat on her bed.
'Hermione?'
'Yes?'
'What's going to happen when we go back to school?' Fred asked.
I've been thinking about that too. I want to keep it a secret, for now at least. We'll have to tell Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. But the robes are so baggy I don't think the bump will be noticeable for a while. I'm only a few weeks gone after all.' Hermione replied turning to face him.
'I understand' Fred smiled.
'Madam Pomfrey said she'd be our midwife, I owled her yesterday and asked, she said she'd be delighted.' Hermione informed Fred while she threw a few books into the case.' I have my first scan next Tuesday, do you want to come? I understand if you don't, with homework and quidditch practise and everything...'Hermione trailed off, as she grabbed a t-shirt and began folding it.
'Hermione, I'm going to come to all your scans, it's OUR baby and I'm going to be there for it.' Fred assured her. He got up off the bed and walked towards her. 'Your more important that quidditch Hermione'. Fred smiled, taking the t-shirt off her and throwing it into the case.
'I love you, and will stick by you through this' Fred whispered into her ear as he pulled her into a hug.
'Thanks Fred' Hermione sniffed through the tears that were forming in her eyes.
'I'd better go, I'll meet you on the platform. Night Beautiful.' Fred grinned, brushing the tears away. He kissed her and then stepped into the fire.
'Night Fred.' Hermione whispered to the empty fireplace.