Author Notes ::: PLEASE READ
This is mainly a Hermione fanfic. *BEWARE* There is STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT within this fic! If itÕs not your thing, I suggest you donÕt read this!
AND NO, I do not have anything against Emma Watson! Me writing this fic has nothing to do with her! I love Emma Watson, she is an amazing actress!
There are many Hermione pairings in this fic, if you think you are going to be offended by any of them, please do not start reading!
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- PROLOGUE -
The story is set in HermioneÕs final year at Hogwarts. She is now 18, and very eager to do something. Her look has changed over the years. She got tired of being the ugly girl who no boy would ever give one glance at. Instead of messy curls, her hair now has light graceful curls, which reach a few inches below her shoulder. She took care of her overall look. Her skin was now softer, and had a creamier touch. Now all she needs to be happy is one thing.
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Hermione Granger lay quietly awake on her four poster bed. She stared blankly above her in deep thoughts. She could here the other girls in her dormitory breathing quietly. They were all asleep. Her thoughts were serious. She had an idea, but she was scared. In one part of her mind she kept saying, "No, I canÕt. ThatÕs crazy. There are other ways." But another said, "Yes. Do it. You have to. For your happiness! You will have fun along the way." She tossed and turned all night. She needed to make a decision. It was her final year at Hogwarts.
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The next morning she woke with a start. It has been a long torturing night. But she had made a decision. Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown were staring over her. They shook her to get her to wake. "Your going to be late for class," Lavender screamed. "That's not like you. You better get ready." With that, Hermione rushed to get ready and didn't even bother to eat breakfast.
Hermione ran all the way to Transfiguration and while entering the class, found no one was there. Not even McGonagall. She sighed and sat down, at least she had some time to think about her plan.
"Okay Hermione," she whispered to herself. "You need to be slick and do this correctly or you'll screw it all up." She was sitting there thinking about how she was going to do it for quite some time until Harry Potter walked in. "Huh... not much of surprise here."
She turned around startled. "You're always here first. Did you even eat breakfast?" She had a hard time answering. She was more worried about if he had heard anything she had said. "Uhh... no. I - I - I was studying." She then quickly opened her books and took out her quill and turned around in a flash. "Okaaay," Harry responded, looking puzzled. He walked over and sat down beside her.
Hermione felt a tingle down her spine. She thought for a split second Harry was going to ask her what was on her mind. He didn't. He just looked at her, and she looked straight back. "Uhhh..." Hermione stuttered. Before she could say anything else, more people poured into the classroom and the bells rang.
Ron Weasley was one of the last to enter the classroom. "Where were you Harry?" he plopped down in the seat next to Harry. "Don't tell me you were in here the whole time." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I was here," Harry responded, "so what? I was with Hermione." He leaned over and whispered to Ron, "I think there's something wrong with her. She was here way early just sitting there." Harry glanced at Hermione who was staring blankly at the wall. "So... doesn't she always do that?" Harry gave up on Ron and leaned back into his seat just when McGonagall came in. "This is will be quite a long day," Hermione said to herself.
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Hermione didn't want to say it aloud, but her decision was quite deceitful. Hermione was lonely and wanted someone in her life. More than one person actually. Yes. She yearned to get pregnant. She didn't care how. She just needed to be. Her plan was most disgraceful to her reputation, but she didn't care anymore. She needed someone else to make her pregnant. But she didn't know who. And most of all, right now, she didn't care who.
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END OF CHAPTER NOTES :::
Okay, I write alot, but this is my first fan fic, so don't be too harsh. I know there isn't any sexual content in this chapter. There wasn't suppost to be. There will be a whole lot of that in the next few chapters! PLEASE R+R!
This is mainly a Hermione fanfic. *BEWARE* There is STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT within this fic! If itÕs not your thing, I suggest you donÕt read this!
AND NO, I do not have anything against Emma Watson! Me writing this fic has nothing to do with her! I love Emma Watson, she is an amazing actress!
There are many Hermione pairings in this fic, if you think you are going to be offended by any of them, please do not start reading!
\\ ... PLEASE R+R! ... //
::: ::: :::
- PROLOGUE -
The story is set in HermioneÕs final year at Hogwarts. She is now 18, and very eager to do something. Her look has changed over the years. She got tired of being the ugly girl who no boy would ever give one glance at. Instead of messy curls, her hair now has light graceful curls, which reach a few inches below her shoulder. She took care of her overall look. Her skin was now softer, and had a creamier touch. Now all she needs to be happy is one thing.
::: ::: :::
Hermione Granger lay quietly awake on her four poster bed. She stared blankly above her in deep thoughts. She could here the other girls in her dormitory breathing quietly. They were all asleep. Her thoughts were serious. She had an idea, but she was scared. In one part of her mind she kept saying, "No, I canÕt. ThatÕs crazy. There are other ways." But another said, "Yes. Do it. You have to. For your happiness! You will have fun along the way." She tossed and turned all night. She needed to make a decision. It was her final year at Hogwarts.
::: ::: :::
The next morning she woke with a start. It has been a long torturing night. But she had made a decision. Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown were staring over her. They shook her to get her to wake. "Your going to be late for class," Lavender screamed. "That's not like you. You better get ready." With that, Hermione rushed to get ready and didn't even bother to eat breakfast.
Hermione ran all the way to Transfiguration and while entering the class, found no one was there. Not even McGonagall. She sighed and sat down, at least she had some time to think about her plan.
"Okay Hermione," she whispered to herself. "You need to be slick and do this correctly or you'll screw it all up." She was sitting there thinking about how she was going to do it for quite some time until Harry Potter walked in. "Huh... not much of surprise here."
She turned around startled. "You're always here first. Did you even eat breakfast?" She had a hard time answering. She was more worried about if he had heard anything she had said. "Uhh... no. I - I - I was studying." She then quickly opened her books and took out her quill and turned around in a flash. "Okaaay," Harry responded, looking puzzled. He walked over and sat down beside her.
Hermione felt a tingle down her spine. She thought for a split second Harry was going to ask her what was on her mind. He didn't. He just looked at her, and she looked straight back. "Uhhh..." Hermione stuttered. Before she could say anything else, more people poured into the classroom and the bells rang.
Ron Weasley was one of the last to enter the classroom. "Where were you Harry?" he plopped down in the seat next to Harry. "Don't tell me you were in here the whole time." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I was here," Harry responded, "so what? I was with Hermione." He leaned over and whispered to Ron, "I think there's something wrong with her. She was here way early just sitting there." Harry glanced at Hermione who was staring blankly at the wall. "So... doesn't she always do that?" Harry gave up on Ron and leaned back into his seat just when McGonagall came in. "This is will be quite a long day," Hermione said to herself.
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Hermione didn't want to say it aloud, but her decision was quite deceitful. Hermione was lonely and wanted someone in her life. More than one person actually. Yes. She yearned to get pregnant. She didn't care how. She just needed to be. Her plan was most disgraceful to her reputation, but she didn't care anymore. She needed someone else to make her pregnant. But she didn't know who. And most of all, right now, she didn't care who.
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END OF CHAPTER NOTES :::
Okay, I write alot, but this is my first fan fic, so don't be too harsh. I know there isn't any sexual content in this chapter. There wasn't suppost to be. There will be a whole lot of that in the next few chapters! PLEASE R+R!