~ Home for the Summer~
A/N: Though the baby will not be born until a later chapter, I need ideas of what the readers think the gender should be. Names are picked out for either one, but I'm always bad with which would be better with the characters. Let me know in your reviews what you think it should be. Thanks!
Chapter Four- Resolutions; Part One
Sun rays glistened through the white blinds over the window appearing across the floor, onto the blankets, and Harry's face. His eyelids fluttered open, darting around the room, he reached for his glasses and saw that he was alone in the bed, again. The previous night was not a dream, again, the thought of that was quickly erased from his mind. Hermoine sat Indian style on the carpet, near the desk, reading one of Harry's books from Hogwarts.
Without moving, " everyone left. Dudley came in here earlier, but I was hiding in the closet".
It tore him apart to think she actually had to do that, " how are you feeling?".
She shrugged, " nauseous, but it's going away".
" How about some toast, it may help" he kindly offered.
She shook her head, no longer reading, just staring at the words that didn't mean anything, " no thank you, I'm not hungry".
Harry never took his eyes off her, " Hermoine, you have to eat". With no response, he knew she was trying to hide her emotions. Behind her long tresses, it was there. He crawled off the side of the bed, sitting in front of her. In the same moment, Hermoine leaned into his chest, immediately bawling into his shoulder. He held her very close, caressing her back in attempts to calm her.
" How is this going to work, Harry?" her words were clueless to herself.
" I don't know" he whispered in her ear, " don't worry, we will figure out something, soon" Harry waited for a minute, " you are staying for the rest of the summer, right?".
" Is that alright? I can find another place".
Harry stopped her, " no, I want you to stay, I don't want you to be alone, you won't be alone" he told her, and truly meant it.
Hermoine calmed, slightly, " you're sixth year starts in two months, you and Ron".
A spontaneous thought sprung to mind at random call, Harry stopped his movements, " unless, you come with me, come with us".
The tears slowed down, her face still buried, " what?".
Harry didn't know where it was coming from, but he knew what he meant, " you can come with me, back to Hogwarts".
" I heard you" Hermoine pulled away, " but, I can't, I'm no longer on the acceptance list, and I have no money. Besides, this is against the rules".
Harry's bank account wouldn't hold out for her, even if he tried, and he knew that, and it's not like they were one for obeying the school rules. " I know, but, Ron and I are already assigned as roommates, and no staff member goes inside the dorms".
" Harry Potter, you are absolutely insane for thinking of such a thing, and you're suppose to be the practical one" he knew that voice.
But he also knew that being practical was not necessarily an option anymore, " maybe insane is a good thing. Maybe you have somewhere to go, but I don't want you to. You're an only child, aren't Ron and I like your brothers?".
" If you're my brother, and the father of our child, it's not a good mixture".
He stared directly at her, " it's a metaphor. I want to be there for you, and the baby no matter what. It's either here or Hogwarts, but you're not safe here. Two months hiding out here is one thing all year would be another".
" But hiding me at Hogwarts would be a different thing?" it was a oratorical question that she thought he would not be able to answer. Then again, he was the famous Harry Potter.
" It's easier there, in any circumstance, and it would look suspicious if neither of returned to school".
Hermoine wanted to believe him, he wouldn't be saying it if he really thought it could happen. " How can I get there? I don't have a train ticket and if I managed to get on, people would wonder why I'm never around in school".
There, she caught him with an obstacle, one he had to think of a way around before all hope was lost. Train, problems with the train, the memories came back. A smirk formed across his lips. " Do you remember how Ron and I got to school for the second year?".
Hermoine, still focused on that smirk, reacted, " oh great, so you're going to kill me, there's a good idea!".
Harry shook his head, " no not like that, there was a very serious problem when we did that" she signaled for him to continue, " Ron was driving. Either way, no one saw us come in, they found out because we were stupid enough, but with a little more intelligence, they would not know you were there".
" And what? Live in a dorm twenty-four seven?".
" Have you seen our dorm? Once you enter the sixth year, they're huge, it's like a mansion, ten times the size of this room, and you know we'd take care of you" Harry realized he was ramming on about something neither found very important, he stopped, in hesitation, " you love that world, and it's where you deserve to be, it doesn't matter what is going on. This is the only way to still be the witch you were born to be, and when I say witch, I mean it in a good way".
She let out a little laugh, " you make it sound so tempting, but too easy".
" Well" he was very into this idea, now getting to the second thought, " it won't be, I can admit that. If you really want to, it'll.work".
Hermoine acted shocked, " remember what happened last time you said that?".
Neither of them could forget, it was in concrete memory, and right there in front of them. " The damage has been done, I don't think we could make it worse" she still looked depressed, Harry leaned closer, " most of the time, we hardly got caught, wandering around when we weren't suppose to be" he smiled. There were the few occasional incidents.
" Like a dog" she snarled, " I can get out at night, like a dog".
" No" he snapped towards himself, " no, no, no, you only have one head". Hermoine laughed hysterically, they both were. She stopped after seeing she had, with a blank expression. " What's wrong?" he calmly asked, but did not receive an answer, the same look, " what is it?".
" I don't think it's wrong" she said, placing a hand on her stomach, " it's just really weird".
Harry scooted closer on the carpet, " what feels weird?".
Hermoine took his hand and placed it near hers, he could feel something moving on the other side, " it's not suppose to move".
" I thought they were?" one of the little things he had an idea about the certain subject.
" Not this early, at least, that's what I re ad" she removed her hand, " then again, it's a wizards baby".
He still didn't move his hand, " and a witch's".
She smiled, rather weak. The kiss during the previous night was ignored, and they wound up in an emotional moment of silence. It was three words, one was very prime. He had thought about them all the time, she had written them, maybe if Ron had been right.
" I don't fell." Hermoine jumped on her feet, running from the room, clutching her mouth. Harry ran after her into the bathroom, ready to hold her hair back.