I was lying on the pavement, it was pretty dark so far and I was aching all over. I remembered the flashes of lights coming from the wands of people in masks – deatheaters. It was like a nightmare awakening. This couldn 't be true, I wasn 't strong enough to face them again, they hit me unexpected. I don't whether they planned, whether they even knew me, but it did'n even matter.

All I could really think of was the pain and – and the baby. I put my hands on belly protectivly, I didn't really begin showing yet, I was in the 10th week only. My belly hurt horribly, as other parts of my body. I tried to sit slowly and then shock came all over me. I was bleeding .- a lot.

"Help me! Please! Please help me!" I began crying though there wasn't a single person around. Suddenly a person from nowhere appeared next to me – it was Harry. "I was just found out on ministry that there was fight with some ex deatheaters. Oh my God, Hermione! Are you all right?"

I shook my head in no, tears rolling down my face one by one. All I could say was: " Mungo's...please..take – take me to St. Mungo's..." He didn't hesitate a minute, he took me in his arms and apparated us qucikly.

Everything else became a bit blured. I remember many healers coming from one room to another, giving me several potions and using all kinds of spells, especially on my belly.

"Please, " I whispered weakly "be careful, I'm..."

"We know, " the nurse said and pressed my hand, "we're fighting for your baby."

"Baby? " Harry asked confused. But I couldn't answer his questions, not now, when I was fighting for her, for my little girl. Yes, it was girl. A few weeks ago I couldn't even think of keeping her and now, when I was at the edge of losing her, I couldn't imagine anything scarier.

I kept whispering words of love to my belly, though I was probably trying to assure rather myself than her, that everything was going to be all right,

Then everything stopped. The healers looked at each other and then at me. I think I had to stop breathing. The nurse, that tried to calm me before came to me closer and once again pressed my hand, this time more weakly. "I'm very sorry, but you have lost your baby. We did all we could."

No, that couldn't be true. I shook my head to explain the nurse she was horribly wrong, my little girl couldn't die, it just wasn't possible, not just like that. "No! No, you're wrong. It's not...It can't be!" "I'm so sorry." "NO!" I cried. "Mione..." Harry came to me and pressed my hand." "No!" I got out of his grip and got up from the bed. "Hermione, what are you doing?" I didn't respond, just headed my way to the door. "You can't go anywhere, you're still very weak and you need some spells to get better." I looked at Harry. He was trying to help me, he was a good friend, but right, there was nothing and noone that could help me. "I'm sorry Harry. " And with one pop I was gone.