A/N- I have had really bad writers block, and I still have it. Plus I felt that nobody was reading this story, because I wasn’t getting any reviews, and that discouraged me. Well, here is a new chapter. I hope you enjoy! And if anyone could give me pregnancy info that would be great. I am the youngest child in my family, cousins included.
Disclaimer- I just own the computer I wrote this on, and the kitten that’s sleeping on my lap.
As soon as Scrimgeour and Percy left, Harry laid his head on the table, suddenly having a major headache.
“Why couldn’t I just be left alone? I want to get ready for the baby, and be happy, not go off saving the world again!” Harry grumbled, rubbing his forehead.
“Well, the sooner you catch and defeat this person the sooner you will be able to take a break. Besides, you’re an auror. You’re supposed to do this sort of thing. You knew that when you applied to the job.”
Harry groaned, hating to be reminded.
“How about we go see Dumbledore? He will probably know what to do, and we probably will need his help.” Hermione suggested.
Harry smiled at her, worries gone. “Thanks for always being here for me, ‘Mione.”
“Harry James Potter, I told you to never call me that!” Hermione said, faking anger. She would never admit this to anyone, but she loved it when Harry called her that. But of anyone else tried to, she would hex them, as Ron could tell you.
All the sudden Hermione felt nauseous, and she ran to the bathroom, her hand to her stomach, and threw up her lunch.
When she was done, Harry came over to her, looking concerned.
“Are you ok?” Harry asked.
“Yeah” Hermione replied when she was done. That was all she could say before throwing up some more. Harry pulled her hair out of her face and stroked her comfortingly on the back.
When Hermione had finished for the second time, she looked at Harry and said thanks.
“No problem. I just wanted to let you know that Dumbledore has invited us for dinner, but if you aren’t feeling well, then I’ll send word that we can’t go.” Harry told her.
“No, no, I feel fine, its just part of being pregnant.” Hermione reassured quickly.
“Besides, I’m curious to hear what Dumbledore wants.” She continued.
“Well if you’re sure. Dumbledore said to come as soon as we can.” Harry said doubtfully.
“I’m sure. Just give me a second to wash my face and get a pair of shoes on.” Hermione replied, pointing at some of th throwup on the side of her face.
Once Hermione was ready, she held on to Harry while he got out the portkey Dumbledore had sent him, and in seconds they were in his office.
“Oh My God! It’s Harry Potter! Can I have your autograph?” A girl who looked to be in her 4th or 5th year exclaimed excitedly.
“Another time, Miss Divine. Now then, I believe you have dinner to attend to.” Dumbledore said. The girl got up and left, but not before glaring at Hermione. Hermione just rolled her eyes; she was used to people hating her because of her relationship with Harry by now, especially after her fourth year.
“Mr. and Mrs. Potter, welcome.” Dumbledore said, turning to look at them. Hermione looked at Dumbledore, and was worried by the absence of his usual twinkle.
I’m afraid I have some bad news.” Dumbledore began, confirming Hermione’s worries. “Miss Wealsey has been kidnapped by the new dark lord.”
A/N-Next update will be soon, I promise! I have lots of free time now.