Disclaimer: I talked to my lawyer. I own nothing.

A/N: Okay, this is where her parents find out! Mia doesn't tell them, but Gemma does. Be prepared for many mental breakdowns, tears and fits. And some fluff, at the beginning.

Crossroads

By mrs.ReverendTholomewPlague

It was a month and a half after me and Johnny had decided to keep the baby. We still hadn't told my parents, but I knew we needed to soon. I was starting to show, and they would figure out one way or another that I was pregnant.

And, I had gotten my Hogwarts letter. I was going to be Head Girl! Can you believe it? I just hope that they let me keep my position when they find out I'm carrying a child. But Head Girl!

So, on the Sunday before I was to return to Hogwarts, Johnny and I decided to celebrate at his house. Nothing dirty, of course, since we figured it would be too dangerous for me and the baby.

Johnny was walking around the house with a handheld video camcorder, showing the baby his future house. I was sitting on the couch, eating carrots and peanut butter (my latest craving). My cravings had been quite strange lately, so Johnny had stocked up on banana-and-orange popsicles, hummus, Mexican candy, Pop Tarts and strawberry milk.

The TV was turned on to the news. I wasn't really paying attention; I was more interested in rubbing my swelling abdomen and thinking about whether Johnny had any pickles in the house.

Johnny came around the corner with the camcorder. "And there, little baby, is your gorgeous mother," he said in a gentle voice. I laughed. He came over to the couch and sat by me. "Isn't she beautiful?"

My hands rubbed up and down the stomach of my black and purple striped tee shirt. Thankfully, Johnny already knew that I was a witch, so there was no stress there. I told him shortly after we decided to keep the little guy. He leaned down and kissed my abdomen.

I stole the camcorder from him and turned it towards his face. "And there's Daddy," I cooed. He smiled up at the camera. He looked absolutely perfect in his black tee shirt, stonewashed jeans and black baseball cap.

"Does Daddy have anything to say?" I whispered.

Johnny reached up to kiss me. "Only that he loves Mommy so so much." His fingers traced over my belly. "Are you a boy or a girl?"

I felt the baby kick twice. Johnny grinned. "Boy?"

Kick.

"Girl?"

Kick.

"Maybe we have twins." He smiled at me.

I smiled back. "Maybe we do."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Johnny grabbed the camcorder and shut it off. "Can I ask you something?" he whispered.

"Anything."

"Maybe, once this is all over, and you've had the baby-" kick "-or babies, would you want to…?"

"What?"

"Get married?"

My eyebrows rose. "Johnny Sanders, are you proposing?"

Johnny smiled up at me. "Maybe I am."

"Are you?"

"Maybe."

"Answer me!"

"Okay, fine." He rolled off the couch and dug around in the pocket of his jeans. Grinning, he pulled out a small velvet box. "Hermione Granger, will you marry me?"

He opened the box to reveal a ring with a tiny diamond in the center. Instantly, I started crying. Whether it was hormones or tears of joy, I wasn't sure. "Is that a yes?" I nodded through my tears. Johnny smiled and placed the ring on my fourth finger on my left hand. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him.

The door banged open.

Two men stepped in.

"STEP AWAY FROM THE GIRL!"

I screamed, and Johnny shot up with his hands raised up in front of his chest. Instinctively, I covered my belly with my hands. One of the two men stepped forward. He had a gun.

Oh my God! I shrieked in my mind. Then I realized something: they were cops. The first man pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law."

I tried to stand up, but the other cop held me down. "Miss, we have to ask you not to interfere."

"But he didn't do anything!" I shouted.

The first cop gave Johnny a hard glare. "Sir, do you know it is illegal to sleep with minors?"

"I'm not a minor! I'm seventeen!"

"Sixteen," came a soft voice from behind me. I turned around. My mother and father were standing there, arms wrapped around each other. Gemma stood in front of them, her usual smirk replaced by a look of utter guilt.

A lump was caught in the back of my throat. "What?" I whispered.

Gemma looked down at her feet. "You're pregnant."

I shot up. "You told them! How could you?"

"It was for the best, Hermione," my father said quietly.

"For the best? Now how am I supposed to raise my child?"

Johnny was silent the entire time, up until now. "Mr. Granger, I swear I never forced your daughter to do anything she didn't want to do."

The first cop shook his head. "It doesn't matter. What you did was illegal, and you will serve time." He placed the handcuffs around Johnny's wrists.

I started crying. My parents started crying. A lone tear slipped from Johnny's eyes. "I'm sorry," he mouthed to me. The two cops started to lead him out.

"Wait!" I shrieked. "You can't take him away!"

"Ma'am-"

"I don't care if it was illegal! He's my baby's father! I can't raise a child alone!"

My father's gaze hardened. "Then you shouldn't have had sex."

"What's going on?" Val stepped through the door, with Johnny, Brian and Michelle in tow.

Jimmy noticed the cuffs on Johnny's hands. "What the fuck?" he exclaimed.

The second cop held up one of his hands. "We're going to have to ask you to not interfere. This is law at work."

Val ran over to me and put her arms around me. "Mia? What's going on?"

"T-t-they're ar-ar-arresting Johnny," I choked out. The tears started pouring down my face again.

Michelle came over and wrapped her arms around me also. My mother started crying again. I wanted so bad to kill Gemma for doing this. How could she? She couldn't wait for me to tell them on my own?

The two cops pushed Johnny out of the door. He looked back and met my eyes. "I love you," he mouthed.

"I'll wait for you!" I screamed. "Come back!"

A/N: Okay, seriously, I was crying as I wrote this. It broke my heart to have Johnny get arrested after her proposed to poor Mia. I hope I don't get flamed for this. Oh! And please go R&R my other stories. It would make my day.