A few weeks passed and Harry and Hermione were having the best summer ever. They spent some time doing homework (Hermione insisted they do it so they wouldn't have to at the last minute.) They went on walks everywhere, they got to know things about each other that they never knew, like Hermione's love for muggle music. She listened to a lot of Hip/Hop and R&B which took Harry by surprise because he always looked at Hermione as the type that liked Rock. Her favorite book (Hogwarts: A History) they learned so many little things about each other. That was until a week ago.
Flashback
Hermione sat there staring at what it said. 'Pregnant.' She couldn't believe it.
She read in a book that once a girl started her period she would have it about every 3weeks or so, give or take a few days. It had been 5weeks since she had hers, she went to the library with Harry and told him that she was going to read some 'girl' things and he agreed instantly to stay behind. When she came back he noticed that her eyes were red and her cheeks were stained with tears. She told him it was nothing and asked him to give him a few pounds. She than ran off to the nearest drug store and bought a pregnancy test. She bought it and put it in a little bag and ran back to the library where Harry was sitting with a worried expression on his face.
"Don't worry, lets go back." Hermione said nervously but reassuringly. He nodded and they headed off to number 4.
There she ran inside and went into the bathroom and did the test. It said to wait about 5min for the most accurate result. So she waited 5min. "Pregnant." She couldn't believe it. She was going to be a mother, at the age of 13, and Harry was the father.
End Flashback
It was July and Harry's birthday was right around the corner. She was going through the fridge looking for some pickles and ice-cream. Harry was on a walk, he offered Hermione to go with him but she politely refused and said that she was feeling a bit sick, which was partially true because she threw up everything she had ever eaten.
Petunia was sitting in the living room watching a soap opera when she noticed that Hermione was rummaging through the fridge. She had grown quite fond of the girl. She might have been a witch but she didn't care, she was nice, caring, smart, and she had a lovely smile (something Petunia always loved in people).she and Hermione even started to talk, she talked to Hermione like the daughter she never had, and she loved it. She got up and went to the kitchen by Hermione.
"Hermione dear, are you alright?" She asked in a voice only a mother would talk in.
"Yeah, um, do you have any pickles and vanilla ice-cream? I've a sudden craving for it," Hermione said as if it were nothing.
"Well..." She studied Hermione, she had gained a few pounds, she had sudden mood swings and several mornings she heard Hermione run to the bathroom to throw up. It didn't take a genius what was going on with Hermione and her 'sudden' cravings. She was pregnant. "Are you pregnant?" She asked in a calm voice.
"Er..." She tried to shield her face with her hair but failed terribly as she started to cry uncontrollably. Petunia pulled her close and Hermione started to sob on her shoulder. "I-I don't k-know what t-to do. H-Harry is going to be so m-mad. W-we're only t-thirteen a-and we have our future. W-what will my parents say? T-t-they'll d-d-disown me." She managed to say between sobs.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll write to your parents and sort the whole thing out. And Harry would be mad but he would come around. I know he would. It's just apart of his nature. You should eat a little bit and than tell Harry when you're ready." Petunia said. Than she went to the fridge and got a few dil pickles and vanilla ice-cream. Hermione instantly beamed and took them great-fully while plopping onto the couch and started to watch TV. Petunia just stood there amused at how fast her mood changed.
I hope Harry doesn't get too mad. Poor girl, at such a young age. Petunia thought.
About 10min later about half the carton was gone and most of the pickles were eaten. Hermione said that she was tired and was going to go off to bed early. Petunia just nodded and bid her goodnight. Harry arrived shortly after and told her that he was very sorry about being out that late he was at the library. He went upstairs and slept on the floor near Hermione.
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Next morning...Harry's 14th Birthday
Harry was the first to wake (as usual) the saw that there was a letter to him from Ron and Sirius. He went over and picked up the letter from Ron frist, opened it and it read:
Harry,
Hey mate! Happy 14th Birthday, I didn't get you anything really (sorry) because we got you tickets to the QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP! It's going to be Bulgaria vs. Ireland. Hermione is going too! We finally get to see each other again!
Happy B-day again,
Ron
P.S.: The tickets are in the envelope near this one. Cheers!
He smiled and than picked up the letter from Sirius,
Harry,
I hope you liked the firebolt. I know it won't make up for the last 14years but still, I'll be there at all of the Hogsmead weekends., Happy Birthday by the way!
All love,
Sirius
P.S.: I don't mean to sound like a whining mother. . . but did you do your homeowork?
Harry set the letter down silently laughing. That's the same old Ron and Sirius. He took the envelope from Ron and saw that his tickets were indeed there. He wondered about Hermione though, were her parents going to mail her ticket to her? He shook away that thought as he saw Hermione wake up and run towards the bathroom to throw up. Harry stood there surprised. When she came out a few minutes later she looked better than she did going in.
"Sorry, I..er..was sick," Hermione stammered.
"S'ok, do you want any medicine? I can see if we have anything downstairs," Harry said worried.
"No. Listen Harry, I- we need to talk," Hermione said nervously.
"Okay, what's up?" Harry said.
"Imsortofpregnant" she said hurriedly.
"Wow there Hermione, a little slower than a thousand miles per hour ok?" Harry said teasing,
She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes almost ready for anything he was going to say, "I'm sort of pregnant." She looked away after that.
"WHAT?!" He yelled. She started to cry again and ran downstairs by where Petunia was standing. She cried on her shoulder telling her the story (which was pretty short considering he only said one word). Harry could only stand in the same spot going over and over in his mind what Hermione told him. I'm sort of pregnant. I'm sort of pregnant. He couldn't believe it, he was going to be a father at 14. Some birthday, he thought.
He went inside the bathroom and took a cold shower thinking what he should do, should he tell Hermione that he didn't want it because they were too young. That he wanted to keep it? He had no idea what he was going to do.
Harry finally got out of the shower and dressed in faded blue jeans and a green shirt. He headed downstairs and saw Hermione watching TV, while Petunia was making something for Hermione (peanut butter and sour cream on wheat.) Harry sat next to Hermione.
"Hermione, I-I'm sorry for the way I responded. It just took me by surprise. I mean its not everyday when you find out that you're going to be a father at 14." He said while looking Hermione in the eye.
"I-I guess, I acted the same way when I found out. Of course I didn't scream, I cried and cried." She said.
"So. . . what are we going to do? Keep it, or. . . the other option," Harry asked.
"I don't know about you, but I'm keeping it, I'm not going to kill an innocent life."Hermione said with tear on the verge of falling.
"'Mione don't cry. We can keep it, it just took me by surprise." He said hugging Hermione.
"What are we going to do about everyone else?" She asked. Harry pulled back and looked her in the eye.
"I-I don't know. I'm still trying to get over the fact were going to be parents. By the way did you owl your parents?" He asked. She shook her head. "Than lets owl them." Harry led Hermione up to his room. There he told her about the Quidditch World Cup and the tickets, also if she had any mail that her parents should owl or mail them to her. With that being said she wrote about how she was pregnant and that she was going to keep it. She also told them about the tickets When she gave it to Hedwig she hooted great-fully and soared away.
Harry and Hermione talked for about 4 on what they were going to do once the baby was born, and how they were going to raise it. They were even wondering if Hermione's parents would approve.
Surprisingly Hedwig arrived within record time (about 5hours) and with it were a few letters. Hermione went up to Hedwig and took the letters, Harry tended to Hedwig after. She opened the one from her parents eagerly. It said,
Hermione,
How could you do this?! We say you can spend a summer with Potter and then you get yourself PREGNANT?! No, no, I'm sorry but you must not keep it. You will have abortion, I'm doing this for your own good, you are a good child I don't believe this is any of your fault. That boy must have done something, I'm only telling you this because I know what is best for you and I love you! Please hear me out. Oh and I also got the mail that you requested. That boy , Ron, he is a fine young man. You have a chance with him. Now I'll leave it at that for now.
Love always,
Mum
Tears began falling freely after she read it. Her mom didn't approve. She didn't want her to have the baby. What was she going to do? She had Harry, but was that enough? Of course it is! You LOVE him! She thought. Yes. . . I love him. . . forevershe thought reassuringly.
Harry was looking at Hermione worrying, Her parents probably didn't approve. Was she having second thoughts on the baby? She wouldn't give the baby up. She isn't like that. He knew he loved Hermione, but was that enough? Of course it is Potter! You'll love her forever! He smiled at Hermione and gave her a hug.
"C'mon go to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow, were going to the Quidditch World Cup!" he said excitedly. Hermione laughed but nodded, she laid down on the bed while Harry got ready on the floor.
"G'night Mione." Harry said.
"Goodnight," She said.
They both drifted off into a sleep where both of them thought about a little boy and girl.
Harry and his son were riding on his broom while Hermione and her daughter were watching freighted.
Harry swooped down making Hermione even more nervous.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET HERE RIGHT NOW!" Hermione yelled.
Harry and his son James grinned at each other and walked over to Hermione who was with James' twin sister Lillian who was a spitting image of her mother except the eyes, those were her father's. James and Lily ran in the house laughing.
"You gotta let our children have some fun 'Mione" Harry said while poking Hermione in the ribs causing her to laugh.
"I do! Didn't you see James? And Lilly was reading today, I didn't tell her to, she WANTED to! " Hermione said sounding as innocent as she could.
Harry smiled and said ," Love you," before kissing her. She smiled and kissed him back. Once they broke apart she smiled and said.
"Love you too," pecking him once more,"forever"
"Forever..." he said smiling
Harry and Hermione woke up with a BOOM! And a CRASH!
"BOY GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW! YOU'VE GOT EXPLAINING TO DO!" Vernon shouted.