Hey everyone! so happy to be writing more for you, sorry about the long chapter eesh I couldn't help but make it sad you know. I'll try to make my chapters long as this one if not then I'm sorry, Enjoy xxx. Also Harry potter isn't mine he and the other characters of this fic belong to the awesome JK Rowling.

Chapter 1

2 weeks later...

The alarm rang at 6am Hermione sat up in bed and hit the snooze button, yawning she stretched her arms high above her head "what a glorious morning" Hermione said as she hopped out of bed and opened her curtains and let the sunshine warm up the room. She changed into her auror robes in the bathroom she brushed her hair, tying it into a messy bun on top of her head then brushed her teeth and applied blueberry flavoured lip balm. After Hermione finished her tasks in the bathroom she dashed into the kitchen and grabbed and apple from the fruit bowl , eating the apple on her way out she bolted outside and apparated to the ministry of magic .Once she made it she looked at the clock hanging above her and sighed in relief "right on time" she muttered to herself, sitting down in her brown leather chair Hermione began to finish her report that was due today. Someone was knocking on her door Hermione sighed and called out "come in!".

It was only her receptionist Tiffany "Morning auror Granger" she chirped happily Hermione didn't say anything her focus was on Tiffany's big baby bump "someone's chipper this morning" she said, eyes not leaving the bump and hiding her sadness at the same time. Tiffany was apparently 100% a natural beauty, but Hermione knew that was bullshit. "In case you noticed " she stroked her used to be flat stomach, now a big bump "I'm four months pregnant! can you believe it!" Tiffany giggled. "Congratulations" Hermione plastered a fake smile across her face, she was happy for Tiffany of course but she just wished that it was her.

They talked for hours about the baby shower and the gender reveal she glanced up at the clock and started to panic Hermione only had two hours left to finish the report, if she didn't then her arse is fired "It's been nice talking to you Tiff, but I have to get back to work" she said "Oh, of course I'm so sorry if I held you back. I forgot how you lot are so busy, busy, busy" Tiffany stroked her belly again in a slow taunting way, making Hermione jealous. Hermione showed Tiffany the way out and when she was gone Hermione slammed the door, sat back down and cried. Teardrops rolled down her cheeks and landed on her report, splattering the parchment with her tears Hermione hated it when other pregnant woman flaunted their baby bumps and talked about the morning sickness, the cravings and everything else. It made her jealously worse They should be lucky to have the ability to bring new life into this world, on the other hand Hermione couldn't the other week she went to the doctors, and they told her that she should stop trying it wasn't going to work. She tried multiple rounds of IVF but sadly that did nothing.

She craved the feeling of bringing new life into the world, feeling life growing inside of her and hearing the cries of a baby. It was impossible every part of her body was fine and ready to rumble, sadly none of the wizards found her attractive. Hermione tried everything she could, she straitened her hair, put makeup on, wore high heels, wore short skirts, G-strings to work, painted her nails and chewed gum. Nothing worked she might as well accept the fact that no one will ever love her "maybe I'm not pretty enough for this world" she said to herself. She stifled her tears and finished her report right on time she rolled it up and put in a tube for Tiffany to deliver, once everything else was done Hermione dragged herself out of her office and ducked and weaved through the crowd of busy witches and wizards. Without looking up Hermione accidently bumped into what felt like a rock, falling backwards on her butt Hermione gasped and saw the contents of her bag sprawled everywhere. She rubbed her head and started to gather some of her things.

"Watch where you're going you-"

"Hermione?"

Hermione looked up, startled and gasped the rock she bumped into was Harry Potter.

"Harry, is that you?" she rubbed her eyes and stared into his ocean blue eyes, gathering the rest of her things in a hurry she tried not to look at him. Harry helped Hermione gather her things one by one he couldn't help noticing that she had changed, her hair was no longer bushy, clear skin, teeth whiter, limbs longer and she had freckles dusted across her face and arms.

"Shit, Hermione I didn't see you there. I'm so sorry".

"No, Harry don't be it's my fault for not paying attention to where I was walking" she blushed a light pink.

"So, you work at the ministry now huh?" Harry changed the subject and brushed dirt off his clothes. "Uh, yes I do now. I was just about to walk home actually" she fiddled with her bracelet "Do you want me to walk you home?" Harry asked shyly.

"Sure, I don't see why not."

"Awesome, I'll carry your bag" he took her bag out of Hermione's hands, before she could even speak. They walked side by side in silence in the cool evening, shivering in her choice of clothes Hermione rubbed her hands up and down her arms. She also noticed that Harry had grown a lot since she last saw him, he used to be short, lanky and wore glasses. Now the Harry she used to know was taken and transformed into something else entirely.

"Harry, if I may say this this, but you've changed" she walked in front of him and took in his new look.

"I guess I have, haven't I?" Harry said and sniffed the air.

"Do you smell that?" he wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Hermione also sniffed the air and shrugged.