"Hermione, I'm pregnant."
These were the first words I heard as I sat down for lunch. I looked to my mother in shock. She already had two children, one was 21 and the other just turned 17. What did she need with another one, and so far away from her other two kids. She was 50 years old.
"What?!" I asked with incredulity in my voice. "Mum, you're 50 years old and single. You can't raise a kid on your own! Wait, who is the father?"
"I am." I looked to the new voice coming from the stairs. It was Gregory, my mums new boyfriend. He was about 36 years old, way to young. He was the nicest man, when he was with my mum. When it was just the two of us he changed. He was mean and recently, he had started to beat me. I couldn't tell my mum, especially now. He would convince her that I wasn't used to him and that I was trying to pull them apart. Than she would force me to not go back to Hogwarts. That was what the man was looking for, he was a Death Eater. The order doesn't believe me; they saw him and said I was crazy, they said he was just a normal muggle.
I glared at him as he sat down by my mum. "We are getting married! The wedding is next week. Hermione, I don't want you going back to that dreadfully dangerous school of yours, you're staying here. We decided it was for the best." I looked at her in shock. How dare she decide my future without giving me a choice! I glared openly at them; it was the day before Christmas and they decide to ruin the rest of the break.
"No, I'm going back. I will not let my friends get hurt. I don't care what you say." I stood from the table, I hadn't even eaten yet. "Oh, I will never accept that man as my father. I am leaving now. I only plan on coming back when the child is born." With that I stood and left the room. I heard them yelling at me as I walked up the stairs, I ignored them.
Once I packed my trunk I walked back down the stairs. They both stood up and told me to stop. I didn't and walked out the door, completely ignoring their existence. I walked to the street, pulled out my wand with my right hand and flung it out. A second later a purple triple-decker bus sat in front of me. The doors opened and a skinny boy stepped forward.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus. Emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor this evening." I smiled at the greeting and got on the bus as Stan pulled my bag on. A moment later the bus was gone and the night was silent once again on the street as the wind blew about, the only noise was loud talking coming from the house I just left. I turned back to Stan as he spoke. "Where ya headed miss?"
"Hmm, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
A/N: ok, here's the first chapter, it was a random idea I came up with, I hope you like it. There may be a pairing later, but not right now.
