Untitled/ Chapter 1: Unexpected surprises
It had been six weeks since Hermione and Ron had sex. They never talked about it and they may never have discussed it at all if Hermione hadn't discovered a life altering truth. It took her days to work up the courage to tell Ron. She tried to find the right time but realized that didn't exist.
She found him in the yard with his brothers. They were talking about quidditch as per usual. Nnormally ,Hermione would wait until they came in for supper but she couldn't wait anymore.
"Ron" she called from the doorway.
He turned away from the boys.
"Yeah" he called back.
"Can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked.
Ron nodded and followed her into his living room. Before she spoke she did a quick sweep of the house to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
"Ok" Hermione started, "this isn't easy for me to tell you"
Ron sensed her discomfort and put his hands on her shoulders.
'Just say it" he told her. "Take a deep breath and say it"
She followed his order and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly.
"I'm pregnant" she whispered quickly.
"Once again" Ron said hoarsely. "Don't think I caught that"
"I am pregnant" she repeated slower and little louder.
It seemed to take a second for her words to sink in. Ron looked so pale and shocked that Hermione became worried.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"I-uh-I" Ron stammered. "I don't know"
"Do you want to sit down or something?" Hermione asked gently.
Ron nodded and allowed Hermione to lead him to a plump arm chair. She knelt in front of him and took his hand in hers.
"I am sorry" she whispered. "Are you mad?"
Her words seemed to sober him. He grasped her hand and looked into her eyes.
"No" he reassured her firmly. "I am not mad. I will admit the timing is inconvenient. I am concerned but not mad"
The pair grew silent unsure of what to say or do. Hermione sat down, cross legged in front of Ron and bent her forehead to his hands.
"I don't know what to do" she confessed trying to contain the tears. "For once in my life, I don't know what to do"
"Well" Ron said sounding for once like the rational one. "What are our options?"
"In the muggle world some girls get rid of it" Hermione told him pitifully.
"Like an abortion?" Ron asked sounding appalled.
Hermione felt relieved at his tone. She didn't want to get rid of her baby and only suggested it to gage a reaction.
"I don't want to do it" she reassured him. "Just wanted to get your opinion"
"Moving on" Ron growled.
"Adoption" she suggested but shuddered at the thought.
"Strangers raising my baby, you're kidding right?" he asked.
"So I am guessing that's a no" Hermione said.
"That's a no" Ron confirmed
"Well" Hermione said with a sigh. "That only leaves one option"
"Keep the baby" Ron finished for her. "That's what was doing, I guess"
"Yeah" Hermione answered. "I guess"
At that moment it hit Hermione, she was pregnant, her life was ruined. Tears welled up in her big brown eyes. As her shoulders shook from the sobs Ron put his arms around her.
"Shh" He soothed her. "It will be ok baby. We will make this work. We will find a way"
And that did soothe her because she knew he was right.