Hey guys! I'm back! I took my exams early coz i couldn't wait till April. I'm currently writing a new fanfic titled I Promise. It was part of a ficlet challenge. Its like 65% HHr, 20% DHr, and 15% DG. Here's chapter one.
Chapter One
A very pregnant Hermione Potter anxiously roamed around the formal living
room glancing back at the large mahogany main door every few minutes. She sat down
in a capacious armchair Harry had bought her when he found out she was pregnant with James, and massaged her temples in worry as a tear came rolling down her left cheek. "Why?" she whispered, "Why didn't he tell me?" More tears from her red eyes and rolled down her cheeks and she began to sob quietly hoping not to wake up her three-year-old son James who was sleeping on a couch across from Hermione. She could hear him breathing quietly and mumble something in his sleep about the Quidditch World Cup. Hermione tried to suppressed to her sobs so James wouldn't wake up, but she failed. The very next second, James opened his bright green eyes and moved his jet-black hair out of his almond shaped eyes.
"Mommy?" James asked in a sweet and concerned voice for a child his age coming towards his mother. "Where's daddy? He said he'd teach me how to catch a snitch, but I didn't see him all day today!" Hermione took a deep breath and calmly answered back.
"He's gone out to do some daddy business with Uncle Draco. He'll be back in the morning and I promise he'll play with you" She tried to hide the tears from bursting out again, but failed once more.
"Okay" James said innocently and starting trudging back to his blanket and stuffed hippogriff. Just then, the telephone started to ring.
"H-Hello?" Hermione asked with a ray of hope it was her Harry.
"Hermione, there's something I need to tell you," a male voice muttered softly. Hermione's heart skipped a beat and immediately dropped the receiver from her shuddering pale hands.
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