3 weeks later...
Hermione woke up early today. He found Ron sleeping silently beside her. She felt happy today, and she knew Ron will feel the same way later. Ron yawned indicating he's awake already. Hermione brushed his hair gently making him smile big time.
"Morning beautiful..." Ron said while kissing Hermione. He suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom. As he entered the bathroom, he noticed a small white plastic on the lavatory. He immediately locked the door and went to where the thing was. He picked it up and realized it was a pregnancy tester and it said it was 'positive'. There were 5 other pregnancy testers and all said it was positive. 'Hermione's pregnant?!' he screamed on his mind. Ron suddenly went outside the bathroom, put on his pants and shirt, grabbed his jacket and went to Hermione.
"Mione, I'm going out." Ron said, not looking in her eyes.
"Uhm, o-okay. But come back early, I have something to tell you." Hermione smiled, and then faced the other direction to continue what she was doing.
Ron hurriedly went to the garage and got into his car. He drove really fast. 'I'm sorry Hermione..." he thought to himself.
One hour, two hours, eleven hours. Eleven hours had gone by and Ron was still not going back. She's starting to get worried. She called him for 100 times but the network said his phone was turned off. Hermione called Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, even Harry, but they said they didn't see him.
"Oh God, where is he?" Hermione cried as she leaned against the window frame, waiting for Ron to come back. But 5 hours had passed by, and there's no Ron in sight.
"I told you to come back so I'm able to tell you I'm 2 weeks pregnant with your child." Hermione sobbed but silence filled the air as she fell asleep on the couch expecting Ron to be with her the time she wakes up.
Four years later...
"Rose!" Hermione called. "Rose, baby, come here!" A cute little girl with a ginger hair popped in front of her.
"I'm here mommy!" The girl laughed. Hermione lifted Rose up and laid her down her bed.
"Mommy, my birthday's coming." Rose smiled to her.
"I know baby. What's do you want on your birthday? Dolls? You have lots of dolls..." She sat beside Rose after covering her child's body with a pink blanket.
"No mommy, I want to meet my daddy." Rose said, yawning.
Hermione froze. Ever since the day Ron didn't come back to her, she considered him as dead and forced herself to forget all about him even her feelings for him. She told herself she moved on but life's full of surprises. There she was, Rose. Rose was the only person who keeps on telling her how she loved and still loves the father of her daughter. Though she doesn't admit it, she knew deep down inside that the feelings, the love never go away. She was just covering it with hate.
"No. He's not gonna come. He will never come. Forget about him okay? Good night." Hermione said.
"But mo—..." Rose didn't finish what she was going to say because Hermione turned the light off.
