A/N To my wonderful readers…about all two or three of you. (Man I really have to build up my fan base).
Onward we go…and I am sorry for the writers block I had. My Muse was extremely lazy and stubborn and refused to cooperate with me. However she did decide to return during Algebra this morning.
AND Thank you to the best beta ever… seanbiggerstafflover (aka to me as Erin)
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Chapter 7 - Nothing Else is Worth Living For
Hermione awoke to someone rubbing small circles over her abdomen, right above the spot where her womb lay.
"Good morning, my loves." Harry whispered in her ear, and she turned to face him, tears in her eyes.
"Harry, you're still here. Thank Merlin it was just a dream." She hugged him tight and wouldn't let go.
"Of course I am still here. Now what happened in this dream?" Maybe she was remembering what happened in the other life as a dream, soon to be forgotten.
"I remember someone's wedding day, and you not being there because you were dead. It was terrible. Promise me you won't leave, ever." Her tears fell freely down her face with no chance of stopping them for a few minutes.
"You love me that much, huh?" Harry tried to tease her out of her tears, and for the most part it was working like a charm.
"Uh huh," she answered in a giggle. "I love you that much. Now, just promise you won't leave."
"Hermione, I promise that I won't leave either of you. Why do you think I would?"
"You didn't leave. You were dead. You went to fight Voldemort and you left me, by myself. Wait…us
It finally dawned on her that the night before they didn't use protection. She laid her hand over top Harry's and pressed against her stomach, ever so lightly. Harry intertwined fingers with Hermione and looked from their hands, to her face, and back again.
"I'm sorry for not remembering, Hermione. But I'm not sorry for her." Honestly, he was sorry for being so lost in her not to remember even the smallest thing like a condom, but he was definitely not sorry for his daughter growing in this woman's stomach.
"Oh gosh, Harry. I know you do and I'm not sorry either. Just how do you know it is a she?"
"I just have a hunch," he said with a smile, "and I do believe that she will be just like her mother."
"Harry -"she started to say be he silenced her with a loving kiss.
"Hermione, marry me." He said as he finally dragged his lips off hers.
"Harry, just because I might be pregnant doesn't mean that we have to get married." Hermione's heart was beating fast, like she had run a marathon. Liar she told herself he ONLY wants to marry you to make the baby legitimate.
"'Mione, it's not that…ok it's part. I love you, and I was going to ask you to marry me even before last night happened. I was just going to wait until later, but now I realized that I don't want to wait. I want this everyday and every night and forever more. Marry me, Hermione."
"I love you, Harry. Yes, I'll marry you." Harry grabbed her up close and didn't let go until he realized he might hurt Lily.
"I love my girls."
"Not as much as we love you. So, this is what it's like starting a new life with the person you love?" She had to ask. She wanted to know if he was feeling the same things she was feeling.
"I guess it is. And believe me, nothing else is worth living for." Harry had been to the other side and back. Love was the only thing that he wanted to live for, and he got his wish. Truly, nothing else is worth living for…
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Yeah I know it is short, and I am sorry for that. My class ended early and apparently my Muse got bored in Algebra too and let me write this.
Don't worry, not exactly the end, just the last chapter. Epilogue out soon.
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