Two damn pink lines. Those two damn pink lines. They were mocking me. Shoving the truth in my face. And I couldn't make them go away.
Numbly, I tore my eyes away from the little white stick and shuffled into the bedroom I shared with Ginny.
"So?" Ginny asked anxiously as she advanced towards me.
"I'm...I'm p-pregnant." I stuttered quietly. I felt the tears start to form in my eyes. Saying it out loud had made it all the more real. I, Hermione Granger, was pregnant. There was a living creature inside of me!
"Hermione..." Ginny whispered and pulled me into a hug. I sobbed into her shoulder as we stood in the middle of our tiny room. "What I'm about to ask you is really important, and I don't want you to take it lightly." She said softly and I shifted to look at her face. "Name it after me?" Ginny asked with a light giggle. I smacked her on the arm and laughed before burying my face into her shoulder again.
"What am I going to do, Ginny?" I whined into her shirt. I felt her patting my back as she whispered soothing words to me. Lifting my head up from her tear stained shirt, I made my way over to my bed and thumped down.
"Well, are you going to keep it?"
"You mean, like adoption?" I questioned dumbly.
"No... Like abortion." Ginny explained softly. My head shot up and I looked at her in astonishment.
"I'm NOT killing this baby." I hissed at the younger girl. She nodded her head slowly and looked at me with pity.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"Who's the father?" My jaw clenched at the question. I couldn't tell her. It was... Crazy! It was... inappropriate! It was... A mistake! It was... Her brother! I stayed silent and acted like I hadn't heard the question. "Hermione, did you hear me? Who's the father?"
I closed my eyes and plucked up the courage to tell her. "Ron." I whispered and opened my eyes. Ginny's mouth was on the ground and her eyes were bulging out so much, I was positive they would be joining her mouth on the floor any minute.
"My brother?" She asked in horror. I just nodded and hung my head shamefully.
"I'm sorry. One night we were in Diagon Alley with Harry when we saw Hagrid. He bought us some butterbeers...Everyone left and me and Ron were there and we got some fire whiskey... Things got out of hand and it was a mistake. We both didn't even remember what happened. It was a mistake." I repeated faintly. It was all too much.
I had spent years working to be the best witch in the school! My schoolwork had been everything to me! I had worked so hard to prove that muggle borns were just as good as pure bloods; and I screw it up for one night that I don't even remember!
"You have to tell him, you know." Ginny spoke after a moment. I nodded at her and laid back down on the bed. I heard her leave the room and I was left with my thoughts.
Me...Pregnant. Who would've guessed?
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