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Chapter Twenty-Three
Hailey stood in the middle of Great Hall. She was dressed in a beautiful emerald gown. She looked at the two men in front of her. The one with neat jet black hair spoke.
"Hailey, choose me. We belong together," he said.
She glanced at the other guy. His eyes matched the color of her dress. He opened his mouth to speak.
"Hails, I just want you to be happy."
"I know who I want to be with," she started. "James…could we talk in private?"
Hailey Weasley awoke in her bed.
"Same dream?" asked Leah who was lying in the bed next to Hailey's.
"Yes. It always ends at the same spot."
"You can't expect a dream to tell you who you're going to choose."
"I think I already know," admitted Hailey.
"You think?"
"I mean I know. I know who I want. I've just been too stupid to see what's in front of me. It's so obvious."
"Good. Now, can we finally get a good night sleep?"
"Yeah." Hailey rolled over and lay on her side. She would tell him tomorrow.
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James and Jonathan strolled into the cafeteria for dinner.
"I'm starving," stated Jon.
"Me too," said James. "That last class was killer."
"I can't wait for it to be over."
"Then we'll officially be aurors."
"And I can be with Amy," added Jon.
"Hopefully, I will be with Hailey."
They sat down at a table with their food.
"How are things going with Hailey?"
"She's still undecided."
"Oh. So are you ever going to tell me the real reason you broke up with her?" questioned Jon.
"I did tell you," answered James.
"Come on, James. I'm not stupid."
James looked at Jon. "It's not something I'm proud of."
"I'm you're best friend. There's no judgment here."
"You can't tell anyone."
"I won't," he promised.
"Do you remember our Graduation Ball?" he started.
"How could I forget? It was less than a year ago," replied Jon.
"Well, neither of our girlfriends could go because they weren't old enough."
"Yeah, I went with Jessica Longbottom and you went with Madison Owens."
"Exactly, we all went as friends."
"Mhm."
"We got a little wild that night," continued James.
Jon laughed. "Someone switched the pumpkin juice with firewhiskey. Most of us were trashed."
"After the ball, Madison and I walked around the lake."
"Okay.."
"Things started to get hot and heavy."
"Please tell me you didn't shag her."
"No, I stopped before it went that far."
"Wow. Then what?"
"Then I walked her back to her common room."
"That's it?"
"I felt really guilty. Madison swore she wouldn't tell, but I couldn't look at Hailey without being ashamed."
"So why did you break up with her?"
"I realized part of me wanted to kiss Madison and part of me enjoyed it."
"Oh."
"I always thought Hailey was the one, but for the first time I doubted that."
"So you came up with a retarded excuse to break up with her, just so you could give yourself time to think?"
"Basically, I needed to take a step back and make sure Hailey was the one I truly wanted."
"And now you realize that?"
"Yes."
"Are you planning on telling her the truth?"
"I haven't decided," admitted James.
"What if she chooses you over Noah?"
"Than maybe it's better if I don't tell her."
"Because you might lose her?"
"I can't risk that again."
"But how is she supposed to make a decision without knowing all the facts?"
"All she has to do is follow her heart."
"Yeah, but if she knew the truth, she might not have to make a choice. She could just be with Noah."
"That's possible."
"I think you should tell her and if not for her than for you."
"What do you mean?" asked James.
"You said you were ashamed of what happened," started Jon. "What if you get her back and you keep lying?"
"I'm not exactly lying."
"Yes, you are. You're letting her believe something that is not true and if she chooses you, it's all based on a lie."
"I don't know."
"Could you be with her and not think about what you did?"
"Probably not."
"Then you need to tell her. Tell her before she makes a choice."
"You're right. I just don't know if I can."
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"Harry!" yelled Hermione.
Harry popped his head into the bathroom, where he found his wife rubbing her belly in front of the mirror.
"Yes, dear," he answered.
"I'm fat," she replied.
"Sweetie, you're only three months pregnant. You're just starting to show. You have some time before you start to get fat."
"So you think I'll get fat!" she exclaimed.
"Well, you are having a baby."
"Yes! You're baby!" she screamed.
"Hermione, we've been through this with James and Noah."
"And it's your entire fault!"
"You weren't complaining when we were making them," he smirked.
Hermione smiled at him, which began to worry Harry.
"What are you think about?" he asked.
Instead of answering, Hermione muttered something under her breath. Within seconds, Harry started to feel his stomach grow.
"Hermione! What did you do!?!"
"Now, you can see what it's liked," she replied.
"Did you get me pregnant!?!"
"Yes."
"There isn't a place for the baby to come out!"
"I'm sure we could create one."
At his scared look, Hermione chuckled. "Relax, it's not a real baby. I just gave you the symptoms of a woman who's been pregnant for eight months."
"I can't believe you did this."
"Maybe this will teach to be more sensitive."
"How long am I going to be like this?" he asked.
"Until I think you have learned your lesson."
Harry pouted. "Well, could you leave?"
"Leave?" she questioned.
"The bathroom," he answered. "I have to pee."
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