Hermione's Journal

What am I suppose to do? I know I told Ron to come over and we would talk but now I'm ready to pack my shit and run. It scares me to think he might say he's not ready for all of this. I don't know if I could handle that again.

*she sighs sitting back and looking at her little baby bump, smiling then starting to write again*

I guess I should at least try for our baby. Baby Weasley.

I hope everything goes well with us and we can continue our lives together, instead of having father child visits every weekend or whatever. That's just not how I pictured my life, that's not what I want. What I want is Ron! He's the love of my life and I want to get married and have all the little Weasley's running around that he wants.

I thought things would get better after I left when he refused to get married at this point but that was 3 months ago. I am now 4 months pregnant, I have ignored every attempt at contacting me that Ron has made and for what? Heartache? Pain? Loneliness? I just want....

*she stops abruptly when she hears the pop of someone apparating. she stands up and hears the knock as she makes her way to the front door*