Chapter One
Calmed by your touch
Hermione cried on her bed as she held the now wrinkled and tear-stained letter in her hands. The letter was from Harry, her now ex-boyfriend, it had said that he wanted to break up with her because he had fallen in love with Ginny, and that they had started to see each other over that summer holiday. Her heart was broken, she had thought that she had meant more to him than that. They had been seeing each other since the end of their fourth year. They had bonded over Cedric Diggory's death, when Harry had needed his friends the most, one thing had led to another and they had ended up snogging in a desperate need to feel something other than their own emotions.
Suddenly she grew angry and ripped the paper in two, Harry did not even have the decency to break up with her in person, instead he did it in a letter, as if she meant nothing to him. She threw the ripped up pieces away from her and on to the floor. She then collapsed on her back into her pillow, that night she cried herself to sleep.
The next morning she awoke to a tapping at her window, she turned over in her bed and saw that it was one of Hogwarts's barn owls. She got up from her bed and opened her window to let the owl in, she then grabbed one of the owl treats she bought for Hedwig and gave it to the tired looking owl. The owl stuck out its leg and Hermione untied the rather large looking envelope, freeing the owl, which flew back out the window and into the morning sky.
Hermione moved back over to her bed and sat down opening the envelope as she did so. First she pulled out the mandatory list of the items she would need for that year, however, she could tell there was something else in the envelope that felt heavy. She tipped the envelope over her free hand, a silver, solid object fell into her palm. It took her a few second to realize what it was, it was the Head Girl badge and attached to the pin in the back was a note. Carefully she took the note of the badge and read it:
Dear Ms. Granger,
We are proud to inform you that you have been
Selected for Head Girl this year. You are to meet me in the head compartment on the on the Hogwarts Express September 1st at eleven o'clock in the morning. There
You will learn what is expected of you this year.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Head Master of Hogwarts
For a moment she forgot her heartache and smiled happily down at the letter, that solidified her one major goal she had while attending Hogwarts. Later she would ask if her parents could take her to the Leaky Cauldron so she could go into Diagon Ally and get her supplies she had a week before school started again.
Soon her parents and she were outside of the Leaky Cauldron, they had a meeting to go to for their dental business, so they were not going with her, but they promised to pick her up in two hours time. Once she was successfully in Diagon Ally, she made her way to Flourish and Blotts, she had sent an owl ahead requesting that the books on the list be pulled for her and she would come pay and pick them up later when she was in the area. Doing this saved her time and made it so she would not get stuck in the store reading all the new books, she did not want to lose track of time and make her parents wait, which she knew would happen. After Flourish and Blotts she made her way over to Madam Malkin's to buy a new set of robes for the year, then after that all she would need to do is walk next door to Amanuensis Quills and stock up on some ink, quills and scrolls and she would be set.
After she had everything she would need to help her make it through the first semester. She still had a half an hour before her parents would come and get her, so she decided to go back to the Leaky Cauldron and have a butter beer while she waited. Sitting down and having the warm liquid warm her body gave her a chance to think. She had loved Harry so much, but it was apparent that he did not feel the same way. Would she ever be able to love again, open her heart to someone? At that moment the notion seemed impossible, she felt as if she would always love Harry.
One week Later...
Hermione got out of her parents car, they had just arrived at Kings Cross station. She got her trunk out of the car before she gave her parents both a hug and a kiss with the promise that she would write them every week. Soon she was stepping through the barrier and onto the platform 9 ¾ and walking towards the scarlet train, this year she would be going to the Heads' compartment and she briefly wondered for the hundredth time in that week who the Head Boy was going to be, she did not care who it was as long as it was not Harry or a Slytherin. She was so caught up in her internal thoughts, that she had forgotten to watch where she was going, or she would have seen Ron coming right at her. She butted into his hard chest and fell down to the train's steel floor.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked.
"I'm fine…" she said, as she dusted the dirt off her behind.
"How are you doing? I tried to tell you so many times this summer, but he caught me writing the letter and told me that if I told you, he would no longer be my friend, I finally persuaded him to tell you. I had no idea he was going to break up with you for Ginny. I'm sorry." Ron shifted his weight from one foot to the other and scratched his head out of being nervous.
"You don't have to apologize to me Ron, I can understand, I just..." tears came to her eyes. "I just thought I meant more to him, I guess I was wrong. I have to go, I need to be in the Heads' compartment."
Ron nodded his head before he moved to let her pass. She walked hurriedly to the compartment, all the while trying to compose herself so that she would not be a mess in front of the Headmaster or the Head Boy.
By the time she reached the compartment, both the Headmaster and the Head Boy were inside. She slid open the door and went inside. "I'm sorry I'm late."
"It is fine Miss Granger, we were early."
Hermione now took the chance to look at who was the Head Boy, her heart stopped. It was Draco Malfoy, out of all the seventh years why did it have to be him? What had she done to the Fates to make them so mad at her?
"As you can see, you two are the Heads for this year; I paired you two on purpose. I want you to help lead an experiment that I believe will help unite the school in harmony and if it goes well, I will do it in the future as well. I need you two to seem as if you have formed a friendship, maybe go as far to say that you too are boyfriend and girlfriend. If my theory is correct, when the younger students see that you two get along, they will feel more inclined to branch out and befriend people in the other houses. I have a feeling that it will be hard for both you two and the sixth and seventh years to break old habits. That is why I have devised a new class, a parenting class."
Hermione had a bad feeling in her stomach, Dumbledore did not seem like the type to have them carry around a little egg or a bag of sugar like muggle schools did. "What does this parenting class entail?"
"Well I feel it is relatively straight forward. Everyone will be paired with someone of the opposite house and then a spell will be preformed to create a baby that looks like both of the people and the girls will carry the baby for two months as it develops and grows."
"Wait, we have to carry the baby?" asked Hermione as a frown spread across her face.
"I think it is important that all aspects of being a parent are explored and with the use of magic and a few creative spell inventors, it is possible for that to happen. Do you have a problem with that Miss Granger?"
A blush came to her cheeks, "No sir,"
"What if I don't want to do this?" asked Draco, finally speaking.
"Well, you have every right to refuse this task Mister. Malfoy, I will not force you to do anything you do not want to do. However, this is and will be the main task for the Head boy and girl this year, so if you cannot complete it then we can remove your status and have someone else more willing take your place. Perhaps Mister. Zabini or Mister. Potter would be more willing."
"No!" Hermione yelled, before she covered her mouth with her hand, embarrassed at her outburst.
"I thought you and Mister Potter were together Miss Granger?"
Hermione folded her arms across her chest, "I don't want to talk about it and I don't want him as Head Boy or I will quit as being Head girl."
"Very well, what is your final answer Mister Malfoy?"
Draco seemed to stare at Hermione for a long minute, as if he was trying to read her soul. "I guess I will stay, on the condition that you explain at Graduation that we were never friends or boyfriend and girlfriend or whatever else you want us to be."
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "I can do that, if you truly want me to in the end."
"Oh I will. So what do we have to get this thing started and over with."
"It is simple, Miss Granger will now be placed under the spell, so that she will be the first to show union between the two houses. Tomorrow the rest of the Sixth and Seventh years will have the program explained to them and then their partners and spells assigned to them."
"You do understand that not everyone will be willing to do this and that you cannot force them to if they do not want to," said Hermione as she crossed her legs and her foot began to twitch.
"I do Miss Granger, and for those students that feel that way they do not need to participate and some partners may turn into groups to help uneven numbers. However, I have a feeling if the student sees their peers joining in, they will not want to be left out."
"Right, well I don't have all day to sit around here, I have friends I would like to say hello to, so if we could get that little spell finished I would like to do it now," said Draco as he stared down at his nails in plain disinterest in his fellow students' interest.
"If Miss Granger is ready, then we will get started." Dumbledore stared at Hermione with his damn twinkling blue eyes. Did she really want to do this? She could back out now, give up her place as Head Girl and let some other poor soul have a fake child with Malfoy. She now bit her lip. However, she had worked so hard for this for so many years...was she willing to give it all up over a silly thing...person like Draco Malfoy?
"Hurry up Granger!I don't have all day to listen to those wheels turn in that know-it-all brain of yours." Draco nudge her in her side breaking her of her thought.
In that split second she had made up her mind, she could not let some other poor soul deal with Malfoy's arse. "I'll do it." She glared at Draco who was now staring with a bored expression out the window of the compartment.
"Splendid!" Dumbledore said joyously as he clapped his hands together, "To create a child with both your genetic traits, I will need you both to hold hands as I perform the spell."
Draco looked at him with shock and disgust on his face, "You want me to touch her, but she is a filthy—"
"If you say that Merlin forsaken word in front of me, I will curse your goods off Malfoy!" snapped Hermione as her fist clenched around her wand.
"I would like to see you try!" he snapped back.
"Quiet!" Dumbledore yelled, getting the attention of his Head students. "I will not have you fighting in front of me and certainly not where the other students can hear you. You two need to stay believable in the fact that you two can get along and be friends. Now hold each other's hands, it will only be for a moment."
Without any more fuss the two took the other's hand and jumped when they had shocked each other, sending goose-pimples up their arms. Hermione was shocked at how warm his hand felt against her skin and she felt disturbed by the fact of how at ease she felt when he touched her, she had to be going insane slowly over the fact that Harry had dumped her.
Draco was also disturbed by the fact at how calm he became when she touch him, it was as if all the worry he had over the summer had vanished.
Dumbledore smiled as he noticed the change in their body language. He then lifted his wand and wordlessly preformed the spell. Hermione and Draco's joined hands glowed purple before it disappeared. "You can let go of each other now," he said with a hint of a laugh to his tone, as they quickly let go of the other's hand and a feeling of longing over came them to touch each other again and reclaim that feeling of bliss they had, they of course both ignored this feeling.
Hermione gasped and touched her stomach, she felt warm inside and her eyes widened as she felt a tiny almost unnoticeable bump form underneath her hand. She looked to Dumbledore for the answer, "The spell will start growing relativity fast, by tomorrow you should look to be around six month pregnant, it will begin to slow down at that point and develop slower, right now it is just forming a base for what it will look like."
Hermione could not describe the feelings she felt at that moment, she had something growing inside her, she could say for a fact that she had never felt this feeling before and she felt a queer sense of joy overcome her.
Draco watch her, he could almost see her aura change before him. His eyes had widened also at seeing her stomach grow the small amount that it did, he had thought about making a fat remark about it, but something in him had made him bite his tongue. He rubbed his chest subconsciously as his heart sped up. He needed to get out of there. "Well as fun as this has all been, if we are done here, I would like to go see my friends before this train ride is over."
"You may leave now Mister Malfoy, I best be getting back to Hogwarts to make sure everything is ready for greeting our new first years."
At once the two left, leaving Hermione once again alone with her thoughts and her hand resting on her budding stomach. In a way, she hoped Harry would be jealous when he found out about his, she just did not know how soon it would take him to find out. Deciding to take a small nap, she laid down on her side with the her hand on her stomach, her fingers rubbing unconscious circles into her skin.
A/N: Alright so here is the first chapter of 'Spell Babies', which is the hopefully improved version of Baby Boomers. I cannot tell you how embarrassed I was to read over my old work, I started Baby Boomers when I was 14, I am 19 now, if that tells you anything.
If anyone would like to compare the chapters of Spell Babies to Baby Boomers be my guest, I would love to hear what people have to say about the two. I hope that my writing has at least improved a little bit since then.
I only did a brief check on the grammar and spelling of this. I am certain there are a few typos, if there are any major ones please let me know if you feel like it, I will be going and editing the story after I have finished it and the first few chapters are not as fresh in my brain.
I don't normally ask for reviews anymore, but I would like at least a few words on what the long term Baby Boomers followers think of this first chapter.
With Love,
Forgetful Love