"What does that have to do with me?" Draco asked. "I-I think it's yours," Hermione said. Draco's eyes widened. "That can't be true!" he exclaimed, not believing his ears, "Why do you think that?" "Well, Ron and I haven't screwed yet, so," Hermione said, shame swirling around her. "Jesus fucking Christ! What should we do?" Draco stood up and ran his fingers through his white-blonde hair. "I don't know!" She cried, putting her head in her hands. "SHIT!" He screamed, "Just one bloody time! God!" "I tried so fucking hard to play it safe!" Hermione exclaimed. "Alright, alright. Let's just calm down here," Draco said. Hermione sighed, "What do you suppose we do, Draco?" "I don't know," he shook his head. "What should I tell Ron?" Hermione asked. "Well, um, I guess you should just tell him that your pregnant. What should I tell Andromeda?" Draco asked. "Umm, just don't mention it to her, she probably won't figure it out," Hermione said. "Shit, how could this happen?" Draco asked. "I-I don't know. It was only one night and we were really careful," Hermione recalled, "Are you really mad at me?" "No, I'm just... Shocked," Draco said. "I'm really sorry, Draco," Hermione said, "It's all my fault." She began to cry. "How in the hell would it be your fault?" Draco asked her, "You've done nothing wrong! I'm actually kind of excited." She sniffed, "Really?" "Yes! I'd always wanted to have kids, just not this soon," Draco admitted, "But now that this is happening, I'll play along." "Thanks, Draco. I appreciate your being so cool about this," Hermione smiled. Draco put his arm around her and they both looked into each other's eyes. "Um, well, I'd better go," Hermione awkwardly got up. "Uh, yeah, bye," Draco smiled at her as she walked through the door. She got on her cell phone and called Ron. "Ron? Yeah, it's me. Can you get over to my place as soon as you can?"
