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Chapter One: The Assignment
'Why, in bloody hell, does Hogwarts have towers so bloody high,' Ron Weasley growled as him and his two best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger marched upwards to their class. '
We've only gone twenty-two stairs, Ron, and we have a hundred more to go," Hermione replied, although her response was a bit muffled by the book she's reading. Harry, in turn, lifted to corner of the book up to get a glimpse at what she was reading.
"'Parenthood: A guide to raise to perfect child'. Why are you reading that," Harry cried out in alarm and shock. 'Are you..Who…What?' Both boys look quite pale now, and Ron seemed to be swaying on his feet a little. Hermione gave out a small laugh at the boys' response.
'What class are we currently going to attend,' she asked the boys calmly.
'Umm..Home and Parenting,' Harry replied after a moment. It took another moment before it finally hit them: 'You're studying!'
Hermione laughed again, mostly at their unified outburst. 'Of course I'm studying, nitwits, I do want to pass this class. Either way, we're here.'
The boys looked up in surprise to find themselves standing in front of a large oak door. In their shock about her book, they'd completely forgotten about the climb.
'Potter, are you just gonna stand there like the idiot you are, or are you gonna work up the skill to move your legs and open a door?' The trio whip around all at once to see the snickering face of Draco Malfoy. Just behind him is Pansy, who seems to be having trouble keeping a straight face despite the lame attempt at an insult. Hermione simply rolled her eyes, grabbed her two fuming friends and walked through the doors.
The room had been set up for a large crowd, with bleachers on one side and a podium at the other. It was also probably huge, judging by the fact that it was a hundred meters between a sliding wooden barrier that spit the room in two. In the air danced directions on where each house should sit. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were to go to the other half of the room while Slytherin and Gryffindor were to stay here. The trio took a seat near Lavender who was unconsciously twirling her hair.
'I wonder why they are sep-,' but Hermione never got to finish her sentence as Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall entered the room.
'Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to keep this short so we can all get on with our busy first days here,' McGonagall started, 'That means that all of you must be quite, immediately.'
The room quieted quickly.
'Thank you. Now today, we, being Professor Snape and myself, will be assigning partners who you will live with for the next four months.' This raised many confused looks.
'They will be mixed sex pairings, and together you will be raising a child." Groans were heard from both sides of the barrier, which reassured them all that they were getting the same assignment.
'The next four months will be broken down like this: First month will be a condensed version of pregnancy..' This got looks of horror from males and females alike. '..Then, a day to give birth will be assigned to each pair, as we don't want to over whelm to Hospital wing. Then after three days of family times, the male will attend classes for a month while the female will stay in their assigned quarters to raise the child.'
Hermione looked at her teacher in horror. She couldn't go a whole month with out classes!
'Mione, are you okay? You went pale all of a sudden,' Harry asked worriedly. She shook her head slightly.
'After that, the male will stay at home and raise the child while the female goes to her classes. For the last month, both will attend class and raise the baby. Is that clear.' Everyone nodded a sullen 'yes'.
'Good, for females worried about the effect this will have on their bodies, any damage done during the month will be shed after birth. This baby will be created by spell, and therefore we require all ladies to meet here after lunch to receive it.' Groans escaped the mouths of many girls.
'This lesson will teach you what it is like to be a parent and how to juggle responsibilities. Oh, and before we say the partners, who will be picked at random, this is also a test of your maturity as no spell will be put to restrain you. So, be smart,' With that McGonagall left the room, leaving them in the hands of Snape.
'I will be calling your names as I draw them,' He drawled, ' And then come down to receive a room and go their immediately. Harry and Pansy. Blaise and Lavender…' The list went on and on until there were only a handful left in the room.
'Draco and,' Hermione crossed her fingers and hoped he wouldn't say her name.
'Hermione.' She groaned, but didn't move for many seconds.
'Will please come down and receive her room before I take points from Gryffindor.' Glumly, she stood up and walked down to where Draco was waiting with a parchment. Neither sixth-year looked extremely happy. When she reached him, he trust the scroll at her and marched out of the quickly glanced at the scroll and walked out after Draco.
Draco was furious. Four months with that mudblood was definitely going to kill him. Now, four months with that mudblood raising a child, well, he might as well commit suicide right now. He marched towards their room, which was unfortunately to close to the Gryffindor for his liking. Everything about this situation was inadequate. He nearly stormed past the painting that lead to their quarters. It was a big painting of a bras door, and the password was 'Knock knockety knock knock'. He muttered the password loud enough for the painting to register it, The room was large but had a cozy feel to it. It was decorated with browns and reds, and there was a deer head plastered on one wall. There was also a bookshelf that reached the ceiling, stuffed with books. He groaned at the room; it hurt his eyes to look at. A few moments later, the painting swung open again revealing a flustered Hermione.
'Oh my god,' She squealed, 'Look at the size of that book shelf.' She ran over to it like Draco wasn't even there and started frantically pulling books off the self.
'Wow, they have an original textbook, and look famous wands, and deathly potions and..' She seemed so happy, it made Draco furious. He coughed to try to get her attention. She whipped around to find Draco snickering at her.
'Are you done being such a mudblood,' He asked, snickering at her surprised face.
'I didn't know you were here..' She started.
'Where else would I be, I wanted to get a look at the jail that I'm calling home for the next four months.' With that he stormed into one of the other rooms, only to return a few seconds later.
'That is the baby's room,' he snarled walking to the next one and came back out, again.
'Washroom,' he growled, scowling at Hermione's marched into the room farthest to the right and didn't come out. Hermione settled down on a soft red camp and began reading.
Draco came out an hour later, looking less happy than he did before.
'Did you have fun wallowing in your despair,' She asked without looking up.
'Just wait until my father hears about me being forced to raise spell-child with a mudblood,' He spat the last word out like it was venom.
'Malfoy, look around.' He did.
'Do you see anyone that actually cares about you, because I certainly don't,' Hermione said, still absorbed in her book. Draco snarled and stormed out of the quarters. Half an hour later, she realized it was almost time for lunch, so she abandoned her books and headed down to the Great Hall. There she found Ron and Harry were already stuffing their faces with burgers and fries. Ron saw her first and waved her over with a handful of fries. She hurried over and took a seat beside Harry.
'So, who's your partner,' asked Ron when she'd a small helping of fries onto her plate. She was surprised at the question, but then remembered that they had been some of the first people to get their assignments and, therefore, had no idea who she'd been paired with.
'Tall, blond, spoiled, and the biggest git in the history of Hogwarts.' They looked at her in shock.
'You got paired with Malfoy? Like Draco Malfoy,' Ron stuttered after a moment. She nodded sullenly.
'How is it?'
'Well he stayed in the bedroom room for most of the morning, but I can't say whether or not I'm going to end up killing one of us by the end of the four months.'
'Well, if it comes to that, please let us know before hand so we can bring snacks and watch you kick his sorry ass,' Harry laughed.
'Or will join in. I mean, who can miss out on then in a lifetime chance of beating Malfoy to a pulp,' Ron added. She smiled at her two friends. Maybe this wasn't going to be that bad after all. Then, to steal her happiness away, came McGonagall, bringing news that it was time for the sixth-year girls to receive the spells that would make them pregnant.