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Prologue

How It Came To Be

Every member of the Hogwarts staff knew of my predicament. Even Snape. But not one member of the student body, save one other and me, knew. Not even him.

The "he" I am referring to, of course, is the man who got me into this situation. The boy who teased me and my friends for six years, the boy I slapped three years ago, the boy who's memory was erased so he wouldn't know of what he did to me.

Draco Malfoy.

He was the son of a renowned Death Eater. One who was found innocent of all his crimes, being that it was proven he was under the Imperious Curse, a situation I entirely believe after what happened a year ago, much to my best friends' chagrin.

Of course the man still acted that way in public, for if he didn't he would be tortured and his family killed.

Last year for Christmas my parents mailed an unknown amount of money to Dumbledore to by me a pensieve. They did this to help me, for one day I WILL tell Draco Malfoy the truth. It just won't be anytime soon.

Naturally, when my parents heard that a fellow student had raped me, my father immediately wanted to kill him. But when I explained the situation to him, he completely understood.

But that understanding was soon strayed four months later when I went to Madame Pomfrey and found out the consequences of Draco's actions; I was pregnant.

My parents were disappointed at first, though of course not at me. This might have the chance to ruin my future. But I was determined to have this baby and raise it. My parents saw how resolute I was and bowed their heads to my decision.

The rest of the year I was under a concealment charm so no one would notice. The only other student who knew of this entire development was my best girlfriend (not in a romantic way, I'm not looking in that direction), Ginny Weasley.

She had found me crying in the library the day I had found out about the baby and had immediately offered me a shoulder to cry on. I told her everything, and she became my confidant, the only one who knew that was young enough and close enough that I wouldn't mind pouring my heart out to.

Being that the war had ended, the Weasley's were okay with it when I asked if Ginny could stay with my for the beginning of summer break. I told her parents that I was expecting a baby brother sometime soon and needed a friend around while my parents got the baby settled. They objected at first, saying that it should be a family event. But when I insisted, saying that my parents wouldn't have a lot of time for me at the start and I needed someone to hang out with, they relented.

My parents had already bought most of the things I needed by the time I came home. But my mother did take us out two days later to buy some clothes. Ginny remarked on how weird muggle baby clothing looked like.

It was hardly a week after school let out that I went into labor. I woke up in the middle of the night to find that my water had broken. My parents rushed me to the hospital, and two hours later I was holding a beautiful baby boy in my arms.

"What do you want to name him?" the nurse asked smiling.

I thought for a moment, looking at his beautiful blond curls, and then said, "Josh. His name will be Josh."

My parents then stepped out of the room along with the nurse, leaving only me, Ginny and Josh in the room.

"He looks just like his father," I whispered.

"Yeah" said Ginny, agreeing softly. "It will be amazing if Malfoy doesn't figure it out just by first looks."

Josh then opened his eyes, showing me what color they were. "Blue" I said. "Malfoy's eyes were gray with blue specks. He really is his father's son."

Ginny then sat down on a chair next to my bed and looked at me intently. "Are you going to tell him? Ever? Josh is half his, you know."

I looked up at her. "I think if I ever do tell him, it won't be soon. I may not know him very well, but I do know that he holds the Malfoy rule with honor; never to physically hurt a woman. He'd hate himself if he ever knew, even if it WAS me."

Ginny nodded, understanding. "Maybe someday the opportunity will arise. He has to know Hermione, whether it be now or years from now, he has to know."

I smiled to her. "I know Ginny. And when the perfect opportunity shows itself, I'll tell him. That's what I have a pensieve for."

Ginny smiled back.

The next day I was released from the hospital, along with Josh who was proclaimed in perfect health.

Ginny stayed for another three weeks. She would help me change him and take care of him. Sometimes she would even rock him to sleep for his nap. She really became the perfect aunt figure, even referring to herself as "aunt Ginny."

My parents helped out as well, showing me shortcuts they had learned when I was a baby. My mother taught me songs she had sung to me, making me fall asleep.

I only breast fed for about a week; it didn't seem like enough to fill him up. I soon resorted to formula, and he became happier. He was picky about what temperature it would be, though. It had to be exactly right before he would drink it.

He certainly was a Malfoy.

Just after his two-month birthday, I was asked over to the Weasley's. I said that I was quite busy with my "baby brother", and so could only come over during the day. They said this would be fine, and to bring him along if my mother could part with him. Since my mother had started going back to work after she knew I could handle myself, I agreed.

I had learned to apparate at the end of sixth year, and so I apparated with Josh in my arms over to their house. I smiled as I walked up to the door, seeing how it hadn't changed a bit.

The door was opened by Ginny, who greeted Josh, who smiled, recognizing her. Ron then came bounding into the room and gave me a large hug, followed by Harry who was now living his summers at their house.

"Is this him?" Ron asked walking over to Ginny who was now holding Josh.

"Yep, this is Josh" I answered. I had nearly said "my baby, Josh." Ron then gently picked him up and greeted him.

Harry followed suite and said, "hey little thing, you're pretty cute."

"He better be" I said smiling. "My mother keeps complaining about all of the symptoms she had while carrying him." I must be more Slytherin that I thought; lying like this was pretty easy.

"Why does he have blond hair though?" Harry asked looking down at Josh, studying him.

"Yeah" said Ron with a slight snort. "He looks kind of like Malfoy."

He and Harry started laughing, and, after a glance at each other, Ginny and I joined in nervously.

"No, he-he's a Granger." So it wasn't a complete lie, he WAS half mine.

"Come on, lets show him to the rest of the herd" said Ginny, getting off of that topic. I smiled gratefully to her, a look she returned.