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War

Kryptonite

Story: War

Chapter: 10

Rating of Chapter: R

Thanks: Thanks to Cheryl and Muirnin for their continuous support and help with this fic.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only things I own are the plot, any characters, spells etc that you do not recognize.

Author Notes: N/A

Chapter 10: Punches and Proposals

Harry was still in shock after somehow managing to heal Hermione; during this thought one thing crossed his mind. "Hermione, do you think…maybe I have…healed the baby?" Hermione half smiled and then shook her head slightly.

"No Harry, it's already gone." Hermione's eyes shone with tears once more as Harry pulled her into his grip. He buried his head on her shoulder.

"No matter what happens between us Hermione, I'll always be here for you. I always want to be." Hermione pushed him away gently and gazed deeply into his loving eyes.

"I want you to be too," she said softly, her voice only just above a whisper.

"Hermione, I know this isn't the usual circumstances to do this but I have to ask." He pushed off the bed and knelt down on one knee before her. Hermione released a few more tears as she started to become aware of what was coming. "Hermione, I love you so much. You're the only person for me in the entire world, and I what I wanted to ask was…will you marry me…after school?" Hermione did her best to fight back her tears as she nodded at Harry.

"Yes, of course," she managed to get out. Harry sat up and kissed her quickly on the lips. He sat down next to her again, a few tears of his own coming out.

"There is one thing you should know," he said seriously. Hermione looked at him worriedly. "I don't have a ring yet, but I will get one." Hermione laughed and kissed him again. Just then, Sirius opened the door.

"You two seem strangely happy," he said as he looked at their tear-stained yet happy faces.

"That's because we're getting married," squealed Hermione in excitement. Sirius raised his eyebrows in surprise, and couldn't resist a smile. "Harry had something else to tell you." Harry looked at his godfather.

"It's weird, I touched Hermione on the face, and the next thing I know, she's healed."

"You mean?"

"No, the baby's…you know." Sirius walked over to Harry and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Harry, as soon as we are back at Hogwarts you must go to see Dumbledore, promise me?" Harry nodded and sighed.

"Well, now we have to worry about our next problem," said Hermione. She looked briefly under her bed covers and back up at the two men. "First, I need you two to look away when I get changed. Secondly, we need to figure out a way to get me out of here. I can hardly stay and let the doctors see that I am suddenly healed."

Harry and Sirius did their first duty and turned around, a couple of minutes later Hermione was dressed and ready. "I think I have the second problem sorted," said Harry. He put a hand in his inside pocket and pulled out his silky invisibility cloak. He threw it to Hermione who draped it over he body. Harry opened the door for her as she passed through, quietly telling them that she had gone. Sirius walked in front of her as Harry stayed behind, they just had to hope that nobody tried to pass through the seemingly empty gap between them.

"I'll make a Portkey outside," stated Sirius. They made their way out of a back exit of St Mungo's carefully avoiding any security. Once they were out they were on a bank of grass by a small lake, when Harry noticed somebody in the distance. They were moving closer in the dark area and it appeared that Sirius and Hermione had seen too, because they had both pulled to a halt. Harry acted on instinct and slowly pulled out his wand. As the figure moved closer he pointed his wand out towards it.

"Lumos!" His wand ignited and he saw the shadowy figure of Ronald Weasley. "Ron?" he asked, confused. "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you, I used your Portkey but couldn't find you in the hospital, so I thought you might have left."

"But why are you here?" Harry asked.

"I came to tell you what I think." He shoved Harry in the chest, knocking him back a few inches. "You idiot." He shoved Harry again, who was too confused to do anything at the minute. He was about to shove Harry again when Sirius' arm blocked him.

"Don't shove my godson," he snapped. "What's your problem?"

"Him," arm pointed out at Harry, Ron glared at him in anger. "I can't believe you got Hermione pregnant, she's our best friend and you decide to destroy her life for your own pleasure. I wouldn't have done that to her, but she picked you, and now look what happened." Ron slapped his hand hard against Harry's cheek, the taste knocked right out of him. Harry looked down at the ground, anger rising through him. As he suddenly felt the need to whack Ron, Sirius placed an arm on his shoulder.

"Don't Harry, you're better than that." Harry knew Sirius was right, and he managed to hold himself back.

"Well I'm not," Hermione dropped the invisibility cloak from her body and turned Ron to face her. WHACK! Hermione's fist caught Ron square in the jaw, sending him to the ground in pain. She looked down at Ron, who was clinching his mouth in agony. "I don't know what happened to you Ron, but you are certainly not the same person me and Harry grew to care about. You're more like the old Draco Malfoy."

They left Ron to play with those words in his mind, as Sirius whipped up a quick Portkey for them to travel back to Hogwarts via.

*

Once back at Hogwarts, Harry had left Hermione to take a shower and change her clothes. Meanwhile, he made his way to Dumbledore. Sirius had left him for now but promised to meet up with him next time he was in Diagon Alley. Harry knew he needed to find a way to get there so that he could buy a ring for Hermione. "Buttercup," muttered Harry, and he stepped onto the platform to be taken up to the Headmaster. He stepped off the platform at the top and knocked on the wooden door.

"Enter," replied Dumbledore. Harry walked in slowly and smiled at him. "Harry," exclaimed Dumbledore, peering over his half-moon glasses.

"Hello Sir."

"Please, sit down." Harry uncomfortably perched on the edge of a chair in front of Dumbledore desk. "I heard about Miss Granger, I do hope everything is ok?" Harry nodded but his face showed worry.

"Hermione's fine. But it's not that simple, you see Professor, I touched Hermione on the face and there was this yellowy-orange spark…then she was ok."

"Ah," said Dumbledore contently. "Harry, I think I have an answer to what I imagine you are about to ask. As you know, when Voldemort attempted to kill you, some of his powers transferred to you. Now I cannot say which powers because I not know. But they are powers that he lost to you, and he can never get back until he defeats you. Some of these abilities may take years for you to realise, some you may never learn. But you must think of this as a gift. There is one condition though, Voldemort could not bring people back from the dead, he could only heal them if they were injured or on the verge of death."

Harry nodded; Dumbledore had answered every question at the exact same moment that they had come into his mind. "Thank you Sir." Harry got up to leave but Dumbledore ordered him to sit back down.

"I have to talk to you both about one more thing. Miss Granger?" Hermione opened the door slowly, she walked in, her hair bush and clean, she looked even more refreshed than the last time he had seen her. "Now, as you two already know you are seventeen years old. Because of that, you are welcome to become members of the Order." Harry and Hermione smiled at each other. "It will involve coming out of school sometimes to meet with the Order, and try and help track down Death Eaters…a lot like being an Auror." Dumbledore put much emphasis on the last word as he looked into Harry's eyes. Harry had always thought about being an Auror, and this was a great place to start.

"I'll do it," he said confidently. "I can quit England before starting, so I can dedicate all free time to it."

"Harry are you sure?" Hermione asked. "You've dreamed of playing Quidditch for England."

"Defeating Voldemort comes first, besides, I can play Quidditch again in the future." Hermione smiled and she knew he was right.

"Well if you're in, so am I."

"Wonderful," said Dumbledore. "Our first meeting will be next month at Grimmauld Place, a Portkey will be made available from here." Dumbledore then left them alone for a moment while he went to send an owl to Lupin to inform him. Harry told Hermione about him getting Voldemort's powers.

"There is one power Voldemort doesn't have," said Harry.

"Excellent Quidditch skills?" asked Hermione.

"No, you."

Author Notes: Quite a lot to take in I know, so if you failed to understand properly I will outline the main things for you.