Last Chapter...
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.
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Harry shot up and not even thinking twice about Hermione did he run downstairs. There he saw Dudly smirking, Petunia on the verge of tears, and Vernon looking purple as ever.
"What? Is someone hurt?" Harry asked.
Dudly just sad there smiling, Petunia now had gone into the kitchen and started to sob. Vernon on the other hand made a bee line for Harry. Harry stood there not knowing what to do. Why are they mad? Why is Aunt Petunia crying? Why the hell is Dudly smirking?
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Vernon blasted, turning even more purple than usual. Than he attempted to punch Harry, but with his seeker reflexes moved away easily.
"Meaning of what exactly?" Harry said with pure confusion sketched on his 14 year old face.
"THAT GIRL! DUDLY TOLD ME THAT YOU GOT HER KNOCKED UP!" Vernon shouted still attempting to hit Harry. Harry didn't answer he just stood there giving Dudly a glare that would make even Voldermort cringe with fear.
"YOU WILL NOT STAY HERE EVER AGAIN! YOU WILL LEAVE! I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU GO, BUT YOU ARE NEVER TO COME HERE AGAIN" Vernon yelled.
"Vernon, I don't think this is fair, it was an accident, they need a place to live. They are after all only 14." Petunia said seemingly just 'popping' out of the kitchen.
"No, dad don't listen to mum, she just likes that whore. Kick him out, he deserves it." Dudly said.
"Vernon dear, please listen to me," Petunia said calmly. "Just keep them here for a while, they are too young to be leaving our home."
Vernon would not listen. He kept on yelling at Harry about how immature he was and how 'his kind' would be so stupid to do that sort of thing. After about 5min of yelling at Harry, he had enough. He just wanted to have a nice summer with Hermione and Ron, possibly see Sirius and Remus.
"ENOUGH!" Harry yelled in Vernon's face. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH! HERMIONE AND I WILL LEAVE! HAPPY? WE ARE GOING TO LEAVE! AFTER TODAY I WILL NO LONGER LIVE HERE!" Harry yelled and marched up the stairs (and breaking one too). There he saw that Hermione was nowhere to be found. He figured that she must be in the shower. He laid on the bed and took off his glasses, just thinking. Where should he go? He had no family, no where for him and Hermione to stay. Her parent's didn't approve of her having a child, and he doubted that they'd let her stay. They couldn't stay at the Burrow, they had enough people living there as it was, they didn't need three more people.
Then all of a sudden he had an idea. Sirius! Sirius would take him in, he loved him and would sacrifice anything to be closer to him. Harry jumped off of the bed and went to his desk and found a piece of parchment, there he wrote about his situation and how he needed a place to stay. After he read and reread it, he called Hedwig over, she took the letter joyfully and took off.
Harry took off his glasses and sighed. He checked his clock and found that it was already 10 am and should probably be eating, and then packing. Hermione walked in the room wearing one of Harry's old shirts and black sweat pants, and dripping wet hair.
"Sorry,"she said while attempting to put her hair up in the towel," I couldn't find a shirt that I liked and I thought you wouldn't find if I borrowed one..." she said.
"Oh. Erm... it's ok, I don't mind. Hey remember that the Weasley's are going to be here today." he said
"Oh yea, I almost forgot. Hey are you hungry? Because I'm starving!" Hermione said before she made an attempt to leave, Harry caught her wrist and motioned to stay for a little. He let go and told Hermione about the whole situation, she started to get worried and just ran downstairs (narrowly missing the broken step) and ran to Petunia who was just stepping out of the living room.
"Mrs. Dursley, can you tell me where your cereal is? I'm starving!" She said trying to catch her breath. Apparently she didn't realize how much energy it took just to run down stairs with lighting speed.
"Oh yes dear, what would you like? I'll make anything you want," Petunia said, she mumbled something that sounded a lot like 'since I'll never be able to see you again' but apparently Hermione didn't realize it.
"Oh thank you! I don't know what I'd do without you and Harry!" Hermione said cheerfully and walked into the kitchen where she went straight for the fridge. Once she found what she wanted (orange juice with coco puffs) she thanked Petunia and left upstairs to pack.
Once Hermione reached Harry's room she wondered how long exactly she would be there, even if she could fit into any of her old clothes, she quickly resolved that she could just use a few of Harry's shirts.
There Harry and Hermione spent an hour packing (Hermione begging Harry if she could borrow some of his shirts, where he great-fully said 'yes')
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Dumbledore's office...
Dumbledore was in a meeting with Severus discussing what Harry and Hermione would do.
"Severus, once she found out she was pregnant, her parents said that she was no longer allowed to stay at her home. The Dursley's, well that was very easy, they already loathe Harry so it'd be easy to kick him out. Now once they are enemies I shall talk to the Granger's and Dursley's saying that they are to stay there until they are 17. Ah Severus, and than we shall kill them both. We will worry about the rest later." Dumbledore said with the usual twinkle in his eyes.
"Yes Dumbledore, that is a very clever plan indeed, I just hope that no one will find out." Snape said with a sly smile.
"Yes, that is all. You may leave now. I am feeling a bit fatigued from all of this plotting, maybe tomorrow we shall continue. " Albus said.
Snape got up and left Dumbledore to sit in his office plotting against Potter and Granger once more.
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Grimmauld place...
Sirius sat in the living room with long time friend, Remus Lupin, staring at the letter that he had gotten from his god-son Harry. He was so surprised that he hadn't blinked for nearly 5min.
"I'm going to be a grand god-father? Is that even a real word? Remus what should I do," Sirius asked Lupin.
"Personally, I think that you should let them in, they've no other place to stay, and they are responsible. Owl them back saying that you will let them stay, it's the least you could do." Remus said.
"You're right, I've been a horrible god-father these past 14 years. I'll be right back, I'm going to owl Harry." he said before heading off.
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4:00 pm, 4 Private Drive...
"C'mon Mione! Didn't you already have enough?" Harry said trying to get a pickle eating Hermione downstairs. She had taken a liking to pickles, why though, he did not know.
"I'm coming! Wait! We still have an hour!" Hermione said. She had become more moody than the average 6week pregnant woman, she still had to look up why though.
About an hour later Harry and Hermione were downstairs with everything. Harry had everything packed in his trunks, since he would not be coming back to number four ever again. He noticed that there was an owl with a letter tied to its led that was on a tree. Harry went outside and took the letter from the owl and read,
Harry,
I'm going to be a grand god-father! Now, you can stay here as long as you two don't go around making anymore kids, ok? Now, I'll be seeing you at the Burrow in a few days as my form. I'll see you then!
Bye pup,
Sirius
Harry folded the parchment and headed back into the house, when he got there he handed the letter to Hermione who laughed ( a lot ). Vernon was nowhere to be found, Dudly was in the kitchen looking for any food that his stubby little fingers could grab, while Petunia was patiently waiting for the Weasley's.
"So these people, the Weasley's, are they nice?" Petunia asked.
"Yes, they are they have seven children: Ron, Bill, Percy, Ginny, Fred, George, and Charlie. They are one of the oldest pureblood families, they are one of the nicest families you will ever meet." As soon as he was done saying that, the fireplace suddenly (almost) blew up.
"Argh! George move–you're too fat–me? You look exactly like me!–dad George is too fat!"
"That's them," Harry motioned to the fireplace," do you think you could erm..get them out?"
Petunia took out her wand and took of the remaining wood, after the wood was all out a man in shabby worn out robes came out, along him was a boy that had fiery red had, and along his was a boy who looked exactly like him.
"Well Harry, oh and Hermione, what a pleasure to see you again," Arthur Weasley said cheerfully.
"Aye, we've been wondering where Ickle Ronnekins 'Minnie might be–"Fred said.
"Yes, he's been worrying an awful lot these days–"
"Poor bloke didn't even come here–"
"Oh well–I bet he'd regret it now–"
"Enough boys, now Harry are all of these yours?" Arthur said gesturing to all of the trunks.
"Um, Mr. Weasley actually Harry is not going to be coming back here anymore," Hermione said trying not to be sad, "but don't worry, we've found a place for us to stay." She added cheerfully.
"'us?'"George asked curiously.
"Er...yea us we'll explain later. Now let's get back" Harry said.
After everyone flooed to the Burrow it was only Harry and Hermione left, "Good bye Mrs. Dursley you've been so kind to me, I'll come see you when ever I can." Hermione said with a tear escaping her.
"Yea, all of these years I thought you were like Uncle Vernon, but than these past weeks have made all of it up, I just want to say...I'll miss you. And I'll visit whenever 'Mione does." harry said.
"Oh..give me a hug, I can't stand having to see you leave! When the baby is born please send me pictures!" Petunia said while embracing them. They nodded and with one final goodbye they went to the burrow.
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Burrow...
"RON!" George yelled at the top of his lungs.
Ron came running from the kitchen with a biscuit in his left hand. "What is she here?"
George laughed. "Yes, she's should be here in a minute, oh here this, she was there with Harry!" at the expression on Ron's face George started to laugh so hard that he had to clutch his stomach.
Ron left upstairs muttering to himself.
When Harry and Hermione arrived, Mr. Weasley had an expression that they needed to explain what was going on between those two. They motioned for Mr. Weasley to follow them into the livingroom where they explained everything to him (leaving out her being pregnant). Arthur sat there dumbfounded, after a minute or so he finally came back to normal, there he asked permission to tell Molly where they nodded. He left and that left Harry and Hermione alone.
"So...do you know if it's a boy or girl?" Harry asked.
"No not yet, I mean I want to , but I don't think that we'll be able to get away long enough to go to a healer and find out the sex of the baby," Hermione said while gazing down at her still flat stomach.
"'Mione," she looked up and looked at him wanting him to continue. "Do you think we're too young? I mean I..I I love you, but what about our careers?" harry said.
"Y-you l-l-love me?"
He took a deep breath thinking if he actually did love her, she was always there for her, she helped him out so many times, she was smart, caring, loving, and pretty. Of corse he loved her.
"Yes I do...I know I'm only fourteen but I feel like this is right you know? I guess what I'm trying to say is, yes I do, a lot." Harry said.
Hermione smiled,"aww Harry! I love you too! When I first found out I was pregnant I thought you were going to leave me, I was devastated, but than you accepted it, and I love that, I love you."
Harry smiled too, "so 'Mione, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.
Hermione just responded with slowly brining her lips to his in a soft, gentle kiss. When they pulled back they touched foreheads and sighed in content.
"You know, I've liked you since 2nd year," Harry said quietly.
"Really? So have I," she said.
"C'mon they'll be wondering where we are, and I bet you want more pickles." Harry said teasingly.
"Do you think they have pickles? Because I want pickles," Hermione said while getting up and heading off to the kitchen.
"Women...what's it with them and pickles?" Harry wondered. He got up and went upstairs where he found Ron writing down something.
"Hey mate, " Harry said cheerfully "ready for Bulgaria vs. Ireland?"
"Hi," Ron said dully, "yea, were gonna leave tomorrow morning, listen I'm gonna go down to dinner. Bye" and he left the room and went down stairs.
"That was odd, whatever I'm hungry" Harry said to himself and walked downstairs.
Dinner was pleasant with Fred and George joking around, Mrs. Weasley telling Harry that he needs to eat more, Ginny being her shy self, Harry and Hermione sharing a few glances here and there, and Ron occasionally glaring at Harry when he wasn't looking.
After dinner was over they were to go to sleep, seeing as they were leaving early morning the next day.
Harry was sleeping when he had the same dream, with the little girl and boy playing around. He slept peacefully the whole night, didn't even wake up from Ron's snoring.
The next morning (early morning) Harry was awoken by a bright Hermione staring at him, "Rise and shine sleepy head," she said. He noticed that she was –once again–wearing one of Harry's shirts, except this time she somehow made it to fit her. You could make out a little bump forming. Odd, she's only been pregnant a short while, why is she already starting to show? Harry thought.
"Ok, ok I'm up, go wake up Ron," Harry said pretending to be up.
"Ok," she said cheerfully
"RON! RISE AND SHINE" Hermione sang in the highest (off) pitched voice she could.
Ron jumped and screamed in a high pitch voice and said, "Hermione! What the bloody hell was that for?" he asked.
"I dunno, I thought it'd be fun," she said cheerfully and trotted downstairs, towards the kitchen.
"What's her problem?" Ron asked Harry as he was getting his clothes.
"Er...nothing," Harry said trying to avoid the subject. "So why are we up so early?" He asked changing the subject.
"Dad said that we need to go on some walk or something, I dunno," Ron said. He also mumbled something along the lines of,'too busy watching 'Minnie.'
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Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's were walking down a path for about 10min when all of a sudden they stopped watching a man leap out of a tree followed by a handsome young man.
"Hello, Arthur! Amos Diggory, I presume you've met my son, Cedric? Cedric come here, meet the Weasley's, and blimey! Is that Harry Potter?" He said while heading for Harry. He held out his hand and Harry shook it skeptically.
"Well, let's go! Portkey will activate in about 10min," Amos said, they all walked until they reached a hill with a ruddy boot near the top.
"Well, everyone grab on! We'll be there shortly," Arthur said. Everyone grabbed and all of a sudden they felt a tug and the next thing they knew, they were on the floor, Hermione somehow landed on top of Harry (not injuring the baby), and Ginny landed on Fred.
"Er, sorry." Hermione said while blushing furiously.
"No problem," Harry said getting up. Ron saw this and had a sudden urge to beat Harry to a pulp. He quickly ignored that thought convincing himself that he was just being stupid. They saw a place with hundreds of tents, and people waving flags of Bulgaria and Ireland.
"Hurry up children our tent is right here," Arthur said. They reached a tent by a tree. They all climbed in where they saw the tent was much bigger on the inside than out.
Harry stood at the entrance looking amazed," I love magic," harry said, still gazing around the tent. Hermione was in the kitchen yet again looking for pickles. Ron was staring at Hermione while she bent down, Harry looked simply furious If only he knew she was pregnant, that's wipe the smile right off his face harry thought cruelly. Ginny was staring intently at Harry while he was not paying attention. Fred and George were busy doing their own things to realize that they were being called to stop.
"Stop! Time to have breakfast I'm sure you're very hungry," Arthur said while attempting to light a match and not succeeding. Once Arthur finally lit the match he made eggs, and sausage. They all ate and talked about who they were going to support. Ron of corse said that he was going to cheer for Victor Krum , the Bulgarian seeker, Hermione had still been eating pickles, sometimes having eggs and pickles. Harry just silently laughed at Hermione. George and Fred were flicking bits of eggs at Ron who started yelling at them. Ginny was just being quiet.
When it was finally time for the match to start they all headed for their seats when all of a sudden they heard a voice call them.
"Hey Potty, I see you're with those people. Pity could've been with the rich folks when you had the chance." Draco said with his trademark smirk.
"Shut it Malfoy, I'm trying to enjoy this day and you are ruining it." Harry said walking towards his seat. Once he, Hermione, and the Weasley's went to their seats, they noticed that the Malfoy's were still right near them. Draco was seated right behind Harry and seemed to be looking at Hermione with interest.
"I see Granger's gained some weight, you pregnant? Who did it, Weasley, or Potter." Draco asked Hermione. Harry's head snapped around so fast it was a wonder how he didn't break his neck. Hermione looked surprised and glanced at Hermione who was wearing a scared expression. Ron was looking at some beautiful blond women dancing around. Finally Hermione spoke.
"N-no why would I be p-p-pr-pregnant?" Hermione said trying to be calm when actually she just ended up stuttering.
"You've got a bump, I suggest you lose weight then. Not nice with a tight shirt like that, mudblood just don't know when to stop eating," he said pointing at her (Harry's shrunken) shirt. Hermione looked down and noticed that it was a little tight. Harry smiled and clearly gave her a look that said 'you don't look bad in that'
Ron was eyeing Hermione, and he noticed too that she had a bit of a bump. Blimey! I think she IS having a baby! Oh bloody hell! Harry must be the father, I'm going to kill Potter! Wait no, don't think like that, he's your bestfriend, who just took your girl. While Ron was having his internal fight, Harry held Hermione's hand to reassure her.
Bulgaria had lost (170-160 Ireland) Krum ended up catching the snitch, but the Irish still won. Harry and Hermione were talking amongst themselves and Ginny, Ron, Fred and George were having their own private chat.
"So, when are we going to tell them everything?" Hermione said glancing back at the Weasley's and then her stomach.
"I don't know actually, I really want to, but it seems as though Ron has taken a bit of a fancy to you." Harry said.
"Well, I'm sorry but I don't return his feelings. Someone else already took my heart," Hermione said with a faint smile on her lips.
"Oh really? Miss Granger are you cheating on me? Because I do not know of this 'someone' that you are talking about:," Harry said. He was trying to look serious but was failing miserably, he just ended up grinning like a mad man.
Meanwhile the Weasley's were discussing Malfoy and Hermione.
"You know, Malfoy was right, sort of at least. Hermione has seemed to have a slight bump." Ginny said. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Yes, and she has been having mood swings–" Said Fred.
"And been craving weird things like pickles–" said George
"Hey! There is nothing wrong with pickles!" Ginny yelled, Harry and Hermione turned around and looked shocked. Ginny blushed and just told them it was nothing.
"Great, you know. I think I'm going to talk to them when we get back to the burrow, you know clear things up a little. You guys should be there too," Ron suggested. They nodded and headed back to the tents where Harry and Hermione were no where to be seen. They shrugged it off, not noticing Harry and Hermione happily walk out of a room with goofy grins of their faces while holding hands.
They were all enjoying themselves, forgetting about the talk Harry and Hermione were going to have with the Weasley's, about Malfoy, not even Voldermort could ruin this night. Apparently they thought too soon.
"Guys! Get out of here! We're under attack!" Arthur yelled