A/N: Disclaimer, see Chapter 1. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed, favorited, and followed! I appreciate it! prompt used: curious.
One week after the party Hermione received a letter from Andy.
I hope you are feeling well. I was wondering if you'd like to come over later today for some tea? If not, I completely understand.
Awaiting your reply, Andromeda.
Hermione read the letter again, butterflies forming her stomach. Andy wanted to see her today! She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so excited.
But that excitement was short lived. Hermione frowned, dropping the letter. Why was she acting like this?
"Acting like what?" Harry said, coming into the room.
Hermione blushed, not realizing she had said the last bit out loud.
"Hermione?" Harry prompted, watching her carefully.
"Acting like I'm some love-struck teenager!" she exclaimed, immediately embarrassed.
Harry's face slowly broke out into a grin. "Oh, Hermione."
"No," she said, shaking her head. "Don't say it."
"Hermione, you are a love-struck teenager," Harry said, still grinning. "Oh Merlin, Hermione, you like Andromeda!"
"Of course I like her, she's a very nice woman," Hermione said, turning so Harry couldn't see the blush creeping up on her face.
"No, Hermione, you like her."
She cringed when he put the extra emphasis on like. Sighing, she turned around. "It doesn't matter. We're just friends, that's all."
Harry shook his head. "You don't really know Andy that well, so how can you be certain?" He bent down, picking up the letter. "See, she's eagerly awaiting your reply? If she wasn't interested, she would have put sincerely or from." He approached her, gently placing his hand on her shoulder. "She wants to see you, Hermione."
Hermione ignored him, quickly writing a response to her.
Andy, I'll Floo over. See you soon. –Hermione
Handing it to the waiting owl, she watched as it flew off.
"Come on, Hermione, aren't you the least bit curious as to her feelings?"
"Feelings? Don't be daft. Now I need to go change before I Floo over."
"Change? But you look perfectly fine," Harry muttered, confused by her actions. Hermione could pretend all she wanted, but he knew the truth.
Hermione fixed her hair before taking a deep breath. The butterflies had returned and were making her incredibly nervous.
We're just friends, she told her conscious.
But she was curious as to what things would be like if they were different. Would Hermione finally have a shot at being happy?
Her hand moved down, rubbing her miniscule bump. "I love you, baby," she whispered. Talking to her baby always helped to make her feel better.
It was time to go. "I'll be back later," she called out to Harry.
"Okay," he murmured, busy in the kitchen with Ginny.
Stepping into the fireplace, Hermione Flooed to Andromeda's home.
"Hermione?" a voice called out.
She smiled when she saw Andy appear holding a squirming Teddy.
"Oh, I'm so glad you could make it! I've really been wanting to see you," Andy sad, coming over to hug Hermione.
Hermione hugged her back. "Thanks Andy. I was really excited when you asked if I could come over." She glanced at the squirming baby. "And look at Teddy; he's actually awake and active today!"
Andy smiled. "Here, would you like to hold him while I grab the tea?"
"Sure," Hermione replied, picking up Teddy. She held him, gently bouncing him every so often.
Being around Andy was amazing. Honestly, all of her worries and depression disappeared when she was with her. And Teddy was completely adorable as well.
Hermione moved towards the couch, sitting down on it. She laid Teddy on his back, smiling as he kicked his little feet in the air.
"You are just adorable, aren't you?" Hermione said, smiling. She reached down and tickled his bare stomach, causing Teddy to giggle loudly.
Andy appeared a few moments later holding a tray. "You're a natural," she said, sitting down. She picked up Teddy, putting him in his bouncer.
"Thanks," Hermione said, picking up a cup of tea. "I think all those years of looking after Harry and Ron are finally starting to pay off."
Andromeda smiled at her. "Well, never fear. You have many people who love you and are excited to be helping out with the baby."
"Yes, well, without Ron and Harry, I don't know where I'd even be," Hermione whispered honestly. The three of them had always looked out for each other, and they owed each other their loves.
"I'm sure Ron will make a lovely father," Andy said, an unreadable expression on her face.
Hermione blushed. "Oh, Ron isn't the father… and we aren't together either."
Andy looked startled.
She sighed. "I thought you knew. Well, the baby was conceived during an unfortunate skirmish with Death Eaters during the War."
Andy placed her hand gently on Hermione's shoulder. "You're a very strong woman."
She blushed. "Yes, well, when I found out I was pregnant; I just couldn't have an abortion… I just couldn't. Besides, it's not the baby's fault."
Andy smiled. "I'll say it again, you are a strong woman."
Hermione smiled before taking a sip of her tea. "Peppermint, my favorite."
"Peppermint is my favorite as well," Andy said, taking a sip of her tea too. "But back to Ron. I thought you two were together."
Hermione slowly shook her head. Should she tell Andromeda the truth? Or what that just make things awkward?
"Well?" Andromeda pressed.
Honesty is the best policy, Hermione thought to herself. "I don't exactly… er, I'm not into men." She gulped, suddenly wishing she was anywhere else but here.
Instead of freaking out like Hermione was afraid she would, Andy simply smiled. "Good for you."
"Yeah, I suppose it is," Hermione replied, smiling back.
Teddy started to cry.
"I think it's time for someone's nappy to be changed," Andy said, moving towards the bouncer to pick up the small boy.
"Can I maybe do it?" Hermione asked shyly. "I do need all the practice I can get."
"Yes, and yes," Andy said, handing over the sticky child to her.
Hermione made a face. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad…