Mistake?

A/N: FINALLY! Mwahahahaha I finally got the chapter done! It's hella short and I don't particularly like it, but it's doooone!! +does the happy dance+ Anyways, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry this took so long. School started back up and my Biology teacher seems to hate our class, gives us a crap load of homework due next day every day. T.T Oh well, two more years until I hit university. I'm going to be an actor! :3

Chapter Two

Hermione's stomach plummeted as she realized why Belle was so angry. Harry must have told her about Hermione's situation and, by the look of it, Belle was not pleased. She glanced at Luna, who was looking worriedly between Hermione and Belle.

“Belle, what are you talking about?” Ron asked, standing up. Hermione couldn't help but feel touched as Ron stepped in front of her, as if it could shield Belle's words.

“You don't know?” Belle asked, laughing. “Huh, I thought the slut over there would have told everyone in London by now.”

“Don't call Hermione a slut.” Ron snarled. Another loud crack sounded and Harry appeared next to Belle, glaring at her. “Harry, what the hell is going on?”

Before Harry could answer, Belle shouted, “She shagged my boyfriend!”

Ron's eyes widened and he looked back at Hermione then to Harry. Hermione looked away and put her arm over her stomach. “You two what?”

“And wait, it gets better.” Belle said, getting angrier. She took a couple of steps towards Hermione. “She got pregnant from their little rendezvous too.”

“WHAT?”

Sam's wails could be heard from her bedroom upstairs from all the shouting. Luna sent Belle and Ron a nasty glare before hurrying out of the room to tend to her daughter.

“You're pregnant?” Ron asked Hermione, eyes wide. She nodded slowly.

“You've been after Harry ever since we started dating.” Belle accused, “Probably even before I came along.”

“I have not.” Hermione said, standing up, she pushed past Ron and took a few angry steps towards Belle. “I have been nothing but supportive with Harry's girlfriends!”

“Oh please.” Belle scoffed, her face scrunching up. “A girl can tell when a woman wants to steal her man. I saw all those jealous glares you kept giving me. It's quite sad really, spending all of your time watching us when you could be using that time to find a boyfriend of your own.”

Hermione's eyes flashed dangerously as she clenched her fists tightly. “Excuse me? You really think I'm jealous of you? You have got to be kidding me!” Hermione saw a flash of hurt go across Harry's face, she ignored it. “Why would I be jealous of someone who tries to control her boyfriend's life?”

Ron coughed and edged towards Harry as the tension in the room thickened. Belle looked even more furious and narrowed her eyes at Hermione. “I. Do. Not. Control. Harry.”

“Really? So controlling who Harry is friends with and where he goes is just normal behavior then?” Hermione crossed her arms and glared back at Belle. “Or maybe you're afraid of him finding someone better and up and leaving you.”

“And who do you think that better girl would be?” Belle asked, “You? Face it, Hermione, no guys find you attractive. It's been what, five years since you graduated from Hogwarts and you've yet to have a relationship. It's been one night stand after one night stand.” Hermione took a step back, stung by what Belle said. Unwanted tears started to form in her eyes. “The poor blokes must have been really drunk…”

SLAP

Belle's head snapped to the side as Hermione's hand connected to her cheek. Stubborn tears shone brightly in her eyes. Belle raised a shaky hand up to her cheek where a large red imprint of a hand was. “You have no right to say those things.” Hermione whispered, her bottom lip started to quiver as she fought to stay strong. "No right at all. You don't know me!"

Ron glanced at Harry before he hurried over to Hermione and put a comforting arm around her. “I think you've over-stayed your welcome.” He said. Then, in a un-Ron-like fashion, he pulled Hermione into a hug, resting his hand on the back of Hermione's head. Glaring at Belle, he said. “Get out. You aren't welcome in this house anymore."

Belle glared at the red head, “Fine. Never did like this dump anyways.” She spun around and shared a look with Harry before apperating out of the flat.

Hermione pulled away from Ron to look at Harry, wiping the stray tears away. He was staring at the spot where Belle was standing. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Ah, hell.” He groaned, “I'm really sorry about this. I'll be back.”

Hermione moaned and sat down on the couch, hiding her face in her hands. “I am so sorry you had to see that.” She apologized, “I just couldn't control my actions.”

“Belle deserved it,” Ron said, sitting down next to her, “She shouldn't have said those things to you.” Hermione dropped her hands from her face and gave a half-hearted shrug. “So…you and Harry now, huh?”

Hermione winced at Ron's words. She knew he was trying to make light of the situation, but considering her feelings towards Harry and her hormonal state, fresh tears began to form. “We aren't together, Ron.” She sniffed. “And probably never will be.”

“But Harry's the father.” Ron said slowly, “You two are bound to get together once the baby's born…Fred and Angelina did.”

“They were going out and broke it off before Angelina found out she was pregnant.” Hermione argued, “Harry is still young and I'm sure he wants to be able go out and have fun. If we get together after the baby is born, Harry won't be able to do normal things like he's always wanted to.”

“Harry is still young? Hermione, we're the same age as Harry.” Ron said incredulously.

Hermione wasn't listening. She ran her hand over her hair and bit her lip, staring intently at the coffee table. “I can't let Harry ruin his life like this. He should marry someone he loves and have kids with her.”

“Harry does love you.” Ron said.

“As a friend, yes.” Hermione said. She got up and began to walk around the room, “He'd feel obligated to spend time with his child, not because he wants to.”

Luna walked back into the living room a moment later, looking at Hermione with raised eyebrows. “He'd feel obligated?” Hermione realized that Luna had overheard her last statement. “Didn't you just say before Belle showed up that Harry told you he would help raise this baby?”

“Yeah.” Hermione said. “But him having a child will ruin any chances of him finding a future wife to have a real family!”

“Why do you keep trying to put yourself down?” Ron asked as Luna shook her head and started to pile up Sam's clothing. “Harry said he'd stick by you, you're going to be a great Mum and it isn't going to `ruin any chances of him finding a wife'.”

Hermione closed her mouth and sat back down on the couch. “I didn't realize I kept putting myself down.” She said quietly. She drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. “I guess I'm just scared to admit that this is really happening. And… a part of me wants to just pack up and leave to somewhere like America or Canada to take care of this baby on my own. But, the other part of me is telling me to stay so Harry can have the family he's always wanted.”

“And that's the part you should listen to.” Luna said.

“Yeah.” Ron nodded. “What do your parents have to say about this?”

Hermione's eyes widened as she paled slightly. She hadn't even thought about how she would tell her parents. Her father was going to kill Harry. “I completely forgot about them.” She groaned, resting her forehead on her knees. “Hey…what's that smell?” Hermione scrunched up her nose in disgust as she began to smell something burning.

Ron sniffed the air, “My roast!” He exclaimed, jumping up. He practically ran out of the living room muttering curses under his breath.

“I didn't realize I came over when you guys were preparing supper.” Hermione said, getting up off of the couch. “I should go then and let you guys have supper in peace.”

“You don't have to.” Luna protested.

“It's fine.” Hermione shook her head. “I didn't mean to ruin Sam's homecoming.”

“You didn't.” She said firmly.

“Still, I should get going. Crookshanks still needs to be fed.” She knew it was a lame excuse, but Hermione just wanted to be alone. She gave Luna a quick hug and called good-bye to Ron then apparated out of the room.

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A/N: There you have it. I promise that the next chapter will be much longer and (hopefully) a lot better!! And for sure it will be up a lot sooner then this chapter. Again, sorry about the wait.

Until next time!!