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Harry Potter and the Unborn Happiness	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 12839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Two

Unexpected

Hermione steadied herself as she flooed in her office, St Mangos was always busy so she took a deep breath and decided to start her day as fast as she could. She hadn’t slept the previous night, Ron’s snoring –even from the living room’s couch that had became his sleeping place ever since he proposed and she declined- was piercing and along with her uneasy stomach and the torrent of thoughts that included a raven haired, emerald eyed wizard in her head didn’t help at all.

The evening before she had seen Harry after almost two months and she felt like collapsing, she didn’t feel regret or pain and that was probably the worst part of the whole situation, she hated to admit it but if she could do it again, she would, she would have sex, make love, do it –call it as you want- with the love of her life no matter what, and that made the guilt inside her flare up and all the logical part of her mind to scream at that was wrong but still, she wished things weren’t like that, she wished she could be with him but that was not her reality.

Her true world involved a boyfriend who had stopped talking if not completely necessary because she had declined a marriage proposal made out of fear of breaking up and a huge secret that ate her inside out because of what she had done with her and her boyfriend’s best friend. What nearly killed her was the look on Harry’s face when he saw her last time, totally mirroring her torment, she he was unhappy, he had been unhappy a long time ago but who she was to tell him something about his relationship with Ginny? Especially after what happened between the two of them two months ago?

She moved out of her office, all those things inside her head and decided to go and start her day in the new maternity ward of the hospital and check on her patients and their babies. She gasped when she saw him rushing through the corridor with a couple more aurors around him, carrying another damaged man from their team. Harry immediately saw her and waved at her as she approached and checked on the beaten man.

‘Take him here,’ she commanded and the two other men moved the damaged man where she pointed in a room, Harry and Hermione held their gazes for a moment, like they did the night before but snapped out of it and moved in the room themselves. Hermione cast a signaling spell for more specialized on spells healers to come but she casted a few first aid spells for the pain. She stepped back when her co-healers arrived and looked at Harry who smiled halfheartedly at her, his own face full of scratches and bruises mixed with dirt and sweat.

‘Come with me,’ she whispered at him and he nodded his head, knowing they’d have some privacy, finally.

Harry and Hermione moved out of the room the healers were taking care of his partner and headed towards her office, he knew the way, for the last years he knew where to floo or apparate anytime he needed her, the past two months had been the longest for him not to visit her office. When she closed the door of her office behind them, she gestured to him to sit down and he obliged, only then, when she moved standing above him with her wand in hand he noticed she was paler than usual and seemed tired. The evening before, make-up and fake smiled covered her now seemingly sick state.

‘Mione, are you alright?’ Harry asked and Hermione looked at him worried, for the past weeks she had been feeling kind of under the weather but she knew it was nothing much probably, she had been like that during the second war and her mind was off to other more pressing matters like the destruction of her life as to notice she had been feeling off for a long time now.

‘You came in here with a damaged partner and your face in bruises and pain and you ask if I am fine?’ she almost snapped at him and immediately regretted, there was tension between them indeed but he wasn’t the only one to blame for it. ‘Sorry, I didn’t have a lot of sleep last night.’ She apologized a moment later and Harry smiled at her and shook his head.

‘I can tell…’ he said and for a moment a pang of pain shot through him at the idea of what could be keeping her from sleeping, what could it be to take her off all night? Maybe something that included Ron? ‘But it’s ok, don’t worry,’ Harry said after a few moments as she probably noticed his prolonged silence. Hermione started healing his wounds with small, well measured spells all over his face, he closed his eyes when she brushed her hand over his face and his hand automatically flew on her waist, touching her body lightly, she almost yelped but remained in her spot, needing to feel his hand against her body, her eyes closed as well, just for a moment, enjoying how it felt to be touched even like this by him, touching that Ginny enjoyed in daily basis, she through with venom and she opened her eyes and moved away from him quickly, maybe too quickly as she felt nauseous like she had that morning and she gripped the desk as to stead herself, something that wasn’t unnoticed from Harry as he shot up and was by her side in no time.

‘I’m fine,’ she said reassuringly as she closed her eyes, trying to stop the room from spinning around her, she could feel Harry’s hand wrapped around her elbow as he tried to keep her on her feet and she moved away again, finding some dignity in her chair in which she collapsed. Harry looked at her for a moment, taking in all that he felt about her, all that he wanted to change for them to be different. He hated not being with her as they used to be, casual, close, happy, he hated he hated he couldn’t be with her like that night, passionate, loving, caring, but most of all he hated that he couldn’t be her friend like he always was, they had done things that he may didn’t regret but certainly felt guilty for, he knew they could hurt so many people if the truth was out but he was in misery as well, drowning Ginny with him and as he could see now, Hermione as well.

He and Ginny hadn’t been happy for a long time now, what started as a passionate relationship after the war had became by now a tiring exchange of fake need. He needed more, he needed a woman to cope not only with him but his demons as well, demons that had been enlarged and stronger ever since the war was over and he hadn’t healed. He needed someone who knew him and Ginny –even if she tried- wasn’t that person, Harry knew who he needed, the answer was literally right in front of her but they had made choices, back then now couldn’t be undo. In his wildest dreams, even if he could break up with Ginny, finally accepting the hurt that he would cause and overcome the fear of being alone and if indeed Hermione and Ron would break up, ending a vicious cycle of pain and disrespect he knew, nothing could be strong enough o pull him and Hermione together, to overcome as one all the ones that would stand against them, nothing could keep the two of them cool as to accept and overcome the banes, nothing could be able to heal and help them move on.

All the while, he and Hermione were staring at each other’s eyes until Hermione’s office burst with green flames and both he and Hermione jumped in their startle, they looked at the floo flames and soon Ron’s head was emerging, he looked surprised at the scene before him as he probably didn’t expect Harry in Hermione’s office but smiled as he looked at his mate, in Harry’s utter guilt.

‘Hey you, mate, what are you doing here?’ Ron said with a smile and Harry smiled back and waved.

‘Just finished a mission and had an injured mate,’ Harry answered and Ron nodded his head and looked at Hermione and his smile was gone in an instant, Harry noticed.

‘I just wanted to inform you that Ginny and Luna want you to have a girls’ night out, Luna just owled.’ Ron said and Hermione sighed but nodded her head.

‘I’ll answer her owl accepting, will you be ok with that?’ Hermione asked as flatly and Harry felt almost relieved at their cool tone, he wouldn’t be able to stand some cooing or anything like that before him.

‘Yeah it’s fine with me,’ Ron said uninterested and Hermione nodded and took a small parchment and started writing on it, Ron turned at Harry and smiled again. ‘What you think of a couple of drinks, mate? Just you and me, no funny business with George or anyone else,’ Ron said and for a moment Harry and Hermione looked at each other, Harry sighed and nodded at Ron as Hermione turned back on her writing. ‘Great, apparate in the Three Broomsticks at eight, how that sounds?’ Ron asked and Harry nodded his head, perfect, an evening with his best friend whose girlfriend who happened to be his own best friend as well had sex with, perfect.

‘Perfect,’ Harry said out loud the state of the situation and Ron smiled and left the floo, not bothering with a goodbye to any of the two in the office. When Ron was away from the fireplace the office fell in the silence that it was left in before, Harry could feel the tense increasing even more now that it was just him and Hermione and for a moment he wondered how he was going to cope with an evening with Ron after so long.

It wasn’t a secret that the two mates had taken a distance ever since Ron had failed entering the Auror Training Program when Harry had made it like Hermione had in her respective Healer Academy, the fact that Ron and Hermione had became an item drove Harry further apart as the uneasy feeling he once felt during their school years when he saw them bickering and having that tension turned into an unbearable sensation over the years.

Hermione took a deep breath as she looked at herself in the mirror, perfect, as always, tired, as recently she noted but took her eyes away from the mirror, she was on the verge of tears, the desperation flaring inside her like fire, she wished she hadn’t promised to go out with the girls, with Ginny… she wished she could stay home and listen some music, maybe read a book and try to forget her reality. She couldn’t as she had gave her word even if her stomach didn’t agree with her, she felt weak and tired and she knew all this madness was getting under her skin for a long time now.

‘Darn it,’ she whispered as she took her purse and left the house she shared with Ron with a loud crack, leaving it empty as her boyfriend had made sure to leave even earlier.

Harry was tapping his fingers against the wooden desktop in the Three Broomsticks, waiting for Ron to arrive, he decided to go to the pub earlier than they had said as this night out was the perfect excuse for him to be alone a little more than usual. The mission was successful even if Morris got hurt and he needed a little time on his own to short everything out, he wished he had only the mission to think about, he wished the image of his brunette best friend didn’t pop up in his mind every few seconds.

He sighed in worry as he saw Ron entering the pub and looking around him, he spotted Harry and waved at him before heading to the bar and ordering a firewhiskey. Ron approached and smiled at Harry as he took a seat close to him.

‘Hey you, mate, how are you?’ Ron asked as he smiled at the waitress who had replaced madam Rosmerta a few years prior.

‘Exhausted,’ Harry said truthfully as he watched Ron eyeing the waitress, his blood boiling inside his veins. ‘How’s the shop going?’ he asked in an attempt to distract Ron as not to end him up with a broken nose. Ron looked back at Harry and smiled.

‘It’s all good, George will probably open the new shop in Hogsmeade around Christmas so things are good.’ Ron said and Harry smiled as the two men drank from their cups. After a couple of hours of chit chatting over nothing the two mates felt more comfortable with each other after so long.

Ron set his cup down and grinned. ‘So, how are things with my sister?’ he asked and Harry looked at him, taken aback, in an unspoken way, the two men had decided not to dig too deep in their relationships as Ginny was Ron’s sister and Hermione was, well Hermione, Harry thought he couldn’t place how much Hermione was to him right now.

‘Well things are ok,’ Harry said diplomatically and for a moment Ron looked at him carefully, Harry could see Ron was getting out of the mate’s mode and was getting in the potential brother in law’s one but he didn’t care.

‘I see,’ Ron only said and Harry sighed but decided to speak.

‘How are things with Hermione?’ he asked the one thing he wanted to ask ever since he saw them the previous night and that morning, he had guessed Ron would be uneasy with Hermione as she had denied his proposal but he wondered why nothing had changed, usually, Hermione would forgave Ron or something similar and everything would be back to “normal”. Ron sighed and looked at his cup, playing with the edge of the cup.

‘Well things are not as I thought they’d be when I proposed to her, I through we’d be planning the marriage and all that shit my mother wanted to plan for her children’s wedding but right now, Hermione and I are like strangers who live under the same roof. We fought the night she declined and ever since we have exchanged only the necessary words. I sleep on the couch in front of the TV and she works even longer hours at the hospital.’ Ron said quickly and Harry felt guilty yet relieved as he heard his mate declaring the swamp his relationship with Hermione was in.

From that eventful night, two months ago, Harry had grown a possessive feeling towards Hermione, he had tasted her body ultimately and the thought of Ron doing the same with her drove Harry crazy with envy. Now, he was pathetically happy to hear that Ron and Hermione had been in distance.

‘I think I will break up with her, things get to nowhere, even my proposal was made out of need as we had hit bottom even before that, her decline was the icing of the cake. We haven’t touched each other in more than three months now, I mean… fuck!’ Ron said in a small voice and Harry felt his heart aching at the words, Hermione would be probably free, that could help things out, at least he would stop staying up at nights, thinking what Hermione could be doing with Ron under the same roof. Pathetic, he thought again.

‘I’m sorry to hear that mate,’ Harry lied and Ron smiled and nodded his head, mostly to himself. That moment Harry’s cell phone rang and he took it out of his pocket curious, not many people had his number as it was a Muggle way of communication. His heart ached as he saw Hermione’s id on the screen.

‘Hello?’ Harry said unsure.

‘Harry? Thank Merlin, finally someone to actually pick it up!’ Ginny said rushed from the other side of the phone, Harry’s stomach drop as he heard his girlfriend instead of Hermione.

‘Ginny? What’s wrong?’ Harry asked and that caught Ron’s attention as well.

‘Hermione passed out and a field of magic exploded from within her like she was holding it back, I don’t know what that was, we’re taking her in the hospital, thank Merlin we weren’t in some crowded street.’ Ginny was babbling but Harry was already on his feet, dragging Ron along with him as he the needed galleons on the table and moved out of the pub quickly, his mind blind in worry, he had seen Hermione that morning, how pale and tired she seemed, how she stabled on her own feet but he thought she had the control of her physical health, he knew her mental health was as mad as his so he counted on her to stay at least physically strong.

‘St. Mangos?’ Harry only asked over Ginny’s babbling.

‘Yes, we’re here,’ Ginny said out of breath before Harry could hang up on her.

‘St. Mangos,’ Harry only said at Ron who nodded his head, worry all over his own face over Hermione’s health. With two loud cracks they were gone from Hogsmeade.

The next moment Harry was moving out of the apparition point he had stepped into the same morning and close to the reception of the hospital.

‘Hermione Granger,’ he said simply and the woman nodded her head, probably knowing Healer Granger already.

‘Floor seven, Maternity Ward,’ the witch said and Harry even confused he decided to go there, he thought he had heard about women now being treated in both wards of maternity care and spell injures’ as to help better the need of healers around the hospital, with no further thought he headed for the floor with Ron by his side.

When they found the corridor in the seventh floor they saw Ginny and Luna waiting out of a closed door. Harry hurried even more and soon Ginny was hugging him tightly.

‘One moment, she was talking about her days at the hospital and the next she was passing out with a field of energy washing over me and Luna.’ Ginny said from Harry’s hug. He nodded and looked around him, Luna was explaining to Ron. ‘The Healers brought her here after a brief examination in the Injures’ ward but they didn’t say more as they kept examining her.’ Ginny said worriedly and Harry nodded and rubbed her back up and down, he could hear half of the things she was saying as his mind was flooding with guilt for not doing something the morning, when he had seen how fragile she looked, now Hermione had ended up in the hospital.

After a few moments, a blonde healer with long hair and big, blue eyes, came out of the room and looked at them with a kind smile on her face, Harry could remember her having lunch with Hermione the few times he had crossed her during that moments when he’d be in the hospital to bring some partner who had been injured or to take care of some criminal who had needed medical care in here. The tag with the name Morrison on her healer’s robe made Harry sure of having met the young woman again.

‘What’s wrong with her?’ Ron asked before Harry could open his mouth to speak. The blond woman smiled kindly, saying the words that sent Harry’s life in a new torrent.

‘She’s still unconscious as her magic was unevenly absorbed but don’t worry, she and the baby are perfectly fine.’ The woman said and smiled wider as she probably expected a happy exclaim of relief, she was greeted with shocked faces.

‘The baby?’ Ron asked through his teeth, Harry glanced at him, not daring to believe it. The healer looked at them sobered now.

‘Yes, Hermione is two months pregnant, congratulations, the wave of power that her body unleashed was probably due to suppressed worry and tiredness. But she’s going to be fine, so the baby is,’ the healer said this time more clam. Harry shut everyone and everything else out of his mind, Hermione was two months pregnant, two months, pregnant, Ron himself had admitted a few minutes ago that they hadn’t been in any intimate touch for more than three months, three, he couldn’t believe it, he wanted to but how could he dare to do so? Ginny’s fearful voice calling Ron’s name snapped Harry out of his stupor.

He looked around him and saw Ron storming away from them and towards the new elevators of the hospital, Ginny and Luna running behind him as Harry was left behind with the bewildered healer by his side. The healer frowned towards the elevator that was leaving the floor and turned at Harry, her face smoother.

‘She will soon be conscious, considering your surprise I guess she won’t know about her condition either, even if she’s a healer herself but anyway sometimes things are so standard for women who changes pass by unnoticed. It’d be good for her to have someone by her side when she’ll wake up, she will need some rest for a few days as to recover from the loss of magical power in that level but she’ll be perfectly fine again.’ The woman said and Harry nodded his head, still numb but willing to help in any way. ‘Just make sure she won’t be as stressed and tired as not to have the same effect on her, unleashes of power in a big rate can exhaust the mother and weaken the baby so be careful with her please.’ She said and Harry nodded his head again with a small smile on his face, now that he was alone he could smile and beam ad laugh and scream at the top of his lugs but still, he needed sometime to process what happened. Hermione was pregnant. The healer opened the door which she had came out of and gestured for Harry to enter as well, he did so and the healer gestured for him to get further inside the room as she left him on his own.

‘Just call and I’ll be here,’ she said kindly and Harry nodded his head without looking at her as he moved closer to the bed Hermione was laid on. Her hair was spread over the pillow, her face pale, her body relaxed yet seemingly tired, her hands were rested on her stomach as she slept peacefully. Harry was mesmerized, he took a chair next to her bed and stared at her for a few good minutes.

Hermione, his best friend, the woman who knew him better than he knew himself, his rock, his consequence’s voice, the woman who had given herself to him, like he had with her two months back, the woman for whom Harry would give everything up if she hadn’t ask him to do otherwise, was now caring his child. The realization hit him like a dragon had landed on his shoulders. He placed his hand over one of Hermione’s which was on her stomach and smiled just the slightest as the whole truth of the situation.

Hermione was pregnant with Harry’s child.
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