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Ch. 32
Ch. 32:
Beginning of Winter Holidays
(A/N: Slight jump, just so that story advances)
Hermione finally cornered Harry two days before the winter holidays. She pulled him intop one of the unused classrooms on the third floor. "Okay Harry, I want to know what's been going on with you lately. You've been acting a little strange for the past couple of months, ever since you've started hanging arrouynd with that pervy little weremouse. Will you tell me who it is? If not, are you sure he didn't pay attention to what Ron and I were doing that day?"
"Yes, `Mione. Your reputation is secure. What's left of it anyways," Harry said jokingly.
At that she punched him in the arm. "Harrry, that's not funny. I have no clue how I got pregnant, but I have an idea it might involve a certain pair of Weasleys. I'm going to confront them when we go to the Burrow, of course after I talk to Mrs. Weasley."
"Are you going to ask about pregnancy stuff, and birthing," Harry asked intrerestedly.
"Yes. My mum isn't exactly the best person to ask. She had a cesarean with me and I'm the only one she's ever had. Also, I haven't even told her I'm pregnant yet," Hermione said sheepishly. "Hopefully, Mrs. Weasley will be more understanding then Mum will. She's going to have a cow when she finds out, because she's taught me since I was little about what the responsible thing to do is and all. Can you believe it, Ron's not even worried about what our parents will say. I swear, his eyes twinkle worse than Dumbledore's do, ever since he found out about the baby. Of course, for some reason when he's talking to me about the baby, he tries not to act excited. He confuses me. I just hope the baby will be more like me and not so much like his father, although I wouldn't mind if it looks alot like him, just so long as it doesn't get his brains. That's just what I need, a little Ron Jr. running around," she shuddered as she said this.
"I hope so too, `Mione. One Ronald Weasley is enough for the world. So do you know what you'll be having, yet?" Harry asked.
"Not yet. Madam Pomfrey says I can find out any day, but I'm not sure if I want to be surprised or not. I'm kind of hoping for a girl though, so I'm afraid to find out and see that we're going to have a boy, which seems likely since the weasley's have so many of them." Hermione was starting to look down.
"I'm sure you'll get what you want. Hey, if you don't get a girl this time, there's always next time, and then you can make sure you have a girl. There're potions for that. You have to wonder if the Weasley's just liked trying for a girl the old fashioned way or what?" This got Hermione to chuckle, and Harry joined in, slightly squeaking, but it wasn't noticeale to Hermione, because she had gotten used to Harry's squeaky laugh over the years.
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Beginning of Winter Holidays
(A/N: Slight jump, just so that story advances)
Hermione finally cornered Harry two days before the winter holidays. She pulled him intop one of the unused classrooms on the third floor. "Okay Harry, I want to know what's been going on with you lately. You've been acting a little strange for the past couple of months, ever since you've started hanging arrouynd with that pervy little weremouse. Will you tell me who it is? If not, are you sure he didn't pay attention to what Ron and I were doing that day?"
"Yes, `Mione. Your reputation is secure. What's left of it anyways," Harry said jokingly.
At that she punched him in the arm. "Harrry, that's not funny. I have no clue how I got pregnant, but I have an idea it might involve a certain pair of Weasleys. I'm going to confront them when we go to the Burrow, of course after I talk to Mrs. Weasley."
"Are you going to ask about pregnancy stuff, and birthing," Harry asked intrerestedly.
"Yes. My mum isn't exactly the best person to ask. She had a cesarean with me and I'm the only one she's ever had. Also, I haven't even told her I'm pregnant yet," Hermione said sheepishly. "Hopefully, Mrs. Weasley will be more understanding then Mum will. She's going to have a cow when she finds out, because she's taught me since I was little about what the responsible thing to do is and all. Can you believe it, Ron's not even worried about what our parents will say. I swear, his eyes twinkle worse than Dumbledore's do, ever since he found out about the baby. Of course, for some reason when he's talking to me about the baby, he tries not to act excited. He confuses me. I just hope the baby will be more like me and not so much like his father, although I wouldn't mind if it looks alot like him, just so long as it doesn't get his brains. That's just what I need, a little Ron Jr. running around," she shuddered as she said this.
"I hope so too, `Mione. One Ronald Weasley is enough for the world. So do you know what you'll be having, yet?" Harry asked.
"Not yet. Madam Pomfrey says I can find out any day, but I'm not sure if I want to be surprised or not. I'm kind of hoping for a girl though, so I'm afraid to find out and see that we're going to have a boy, which seems likely since the weasley's have so many of them." Hermione was starting to look down.
"I'm sure you'll get what you want. Hey, if you don't get a girl this time, there's always next time, and then you can make sure you have a girl. There're potions for that. You have to wonder if the Weasley's just liked trying for a girl the old fashioned way or what?" This got Hermione to chuckle, and Harry joined in, slightly squeaking, but it wasn't noticeale to Hermione, because she had gotten used to Harry's squeaky laugh over the years.
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