Chapter 1
Hermione Granger sat on the steps of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, wondering how she was going to tell her to best GUY friends that she was pregnant. And for some reason, going up to them and saying 'Hey guys, how was your summer? During mine, I got pregnant!'. To her, the rape never even happened, she was unconscious during that part. The part she was awake for was the 'guess what, your pregnant' part. It had taken quite a while to get over that part, but she knew she was pregnant nonetheless, and she was going to have to deal with it.
"Hey, Hermione!" She looked up to see the blue eyes of Ron Weasley staring at her. They were here.
"Hey, Ron!" Hermione stood up to see a 6ft tall Ron staring back at her. 'Not surprising. He always was taller than me.' "How was your summer?"
"It was excellent! Dad managed to get us all to go on a trip to visit Charlie in Romania. It was so great to see Norbert again. I can't wait to tell Hagrid! Where were you on the train 'Mione? We were looking for you!"
"Oh, I didn't come on the train." At this, Ron looks at her as if she had three heads. "I had to do some extra research on Anamagis before school started, to be sure I could transform and all..."
"Oh, well, why didn't you write us and say so?"
"I...umm...forgot..."Hermione looked up to see Harry, a huge relief for the topic. "Harry!"
"Hey 'Mione!" Running up to her, Harry spins Hermione around and sets her down feeling dizzy. 'Uh oh, I don't think that was good for the baby.' Automatically, Hermione's hand goes to her stomach, but neither guy seems to notice. "Where were you? You weren't on the train?"
"I had to come early. Nothing too important. Come on, we are going to be late for the feast."
Trudging through the sea of students, the trio made their way to the Gryffindor table. They hadn't gotten too far when Professor McGonagall stopped them. "Miss Granger, may I have a word? It won't take too long."
"Of course, Professor. I'll be back in a bit." Turning away, Hermione sighed, disaster averted, for now. Unbeknownst to her, her Head of House was smiling at the manner of the teenager she needed to speak to.
"This is going to be quite difficult, you realize. You have been made Head girl, but you will only be able to use this excuse for your behavior to an extent. The Head boy is Terry Boot. One of your classmates with excellent grades, and a real reason to be Head Boy. Not that you don't have the same reason, but this is more of an advantage for you than him.
This is your schedule. It contains odd class times, particularly in Transfiguration, Defense Against The Dark Arts, Potions, and Charms, as all of these would be harmful to the baby, unless you are taught with a different curriculum. Each of these classes will be taught one on one with the teacher whom you have it with normally. You can just say it is because you are taking more advanced classes, which is semi true. Also, there will be times that you are to go and see Madame Pomfrey for weekly checkups. As things progress, we will continue to help you keep you safe, healthy, and well. For example, you will be working with many different theories and such in many of your classes, participating in numerous researches of which you can be helpful in, as opposed to learning more advanced information about Animagis.
Oh, that reminds me, one last thing. For your fisrt few weeks of pregnancy you will be able to morph into your animagis form, as we worked on last year, but after that you will not be able to transform. You have free a period each week, and as your pregnancy continues you will be gain more and more free periods to make your pregnancy easier. During the free period you may find Dumbledore using you as either a spy on certain students, teachers, guests, etc, or to deliver messages discreetly. Filch knows who you are, he will not bother you as long as you stay away from Mrs. Norris.
Well that covers it. Into the hall you go. I need to greet the first years."
"Thank you Professor!" Hermione called after the woman. Looking down, she saw her schedule would be as easy as pie. There wouldn't be a problem, until she started to waddle. Just thinking about waddling made her groan as she made her way back to the Great Hall.
"There you are 'Mione! You missed the sorting ceremony and you missed the yearly announcements. Where were you? Dumbledore said you were engaged in another matter. Where did you go?" This was true. Hermione had decided to take the scenic route to get to the Great Hall.
"Like he said, I was occupied." With that being said, Hermione closed the conversation by putting food onto her plate, thus forcing the boys to begin eating themselves.
"Hey? What's this?" Asked Harry as he grabbed Hermione's' schedule from it's resting place by her elbow.
"Nothing that concerns you." She said as she snatched it back.
"What? You got your schedule already Hermione? Blimey, you really are a bookworm. You're already getting ahead in your classes." While Harry had Hermione fuming over his comment about being a bookworm, which felt personal because it was coming from him, Ron managed to grab her schedule and was looking over it. He noticed the notes at the bottom saying things like 'Monthly trips to the hospital Wing' and 'Schedule will lighten up as it becomes more difficult' etc. He put it back into position before speaking to her.
"Hermione, can I talk to you after dinner?" Ron asked, interrupting her fight with Harry.
"Sure. Oh, wait, I have to find my room tonight. What about tomorrow morning at breakfast?"
"Sure."
"I...umm... I have to go, Dumbledore is going to show me to my room now. I'll see you in the morning." And with that, Hermione left as fast a she could.
Hermione Granger entered her "suite" with a sigh. She had already known where it was, due to the fact that she had been living there for a couple of weeks, but she had to make it look as if this was all new to her. Upon entering, she proceeded to enter her bedroom. The layout of the suite was better than most rooms in Hogwarts. In reality it was more of an apartment than a suite.
Traditionally the Head Boy and Head Girl shared a common room with separate rooms off to the sides. However there was nothing traditional about Hermione's pregnancy, so she was allowed certain exceptions. Terry Boot just thought that they were experimentally trying out the situation. He had his own suite, but it wasn't anywhere near as grand as Hermione's.
There were 5 rooms that made up the suite, which was mainly red and gold. It felt very homey. There was also a button in each room to call the immediate service of a house elf. The first room you entered in was the living room. It contained an overstuffed loveseat, and two overstuffed armchairs in front of a coffee table which was in front of a huge fireplace. That was connected to the school wide flu system, for easy access to places like the Hospital wing, and Dumbledore's office, as well as midnight checkups by the teachers. There were also two large bookcases against the walls. One was full of complimentary books for Hermione's personal pleasure, and one for personal belongings she may want to display.
Then there were 4 doors to choose from. One was a swinging door that leads to the mini kitchen. The kitchen contained a little oven, a small magical refrigerator, various cupboards that held various cooking supplies as well as utensils, and self-stocking cupboards, courtesy of the House elves. In the corner there was a little table with 2 chairs for any company she may have. It was a bit on the small side, but it would come in handy when she started having odd cravings.
The next door leads to her deluxe bathroom. It was just like the prefects bathroom, only she would be the only one allowed in it. It would be perfect for relaxing in after she was a blimp, and she needed to soak her aching body.
The door next to that led to her grand bedroom. She would be getting a good nights sleep in the for poster bed that was the center focus of the room. Most of the room was gold, but the hangings around the bed, and the curtains in the room were a deep maroon color that made everything in the room tie together. There were shelves around the room where she could place more personal belongings.
The last door is the door that leads to the future nursery. It had a changing table, a crib, and a few toys scattered around courtesy of the staff. There was an animated blue sky on the ceiling that changed to a bright starry night in the evenings, but went no further than that, and the walls were painted sky blue with animated birds flying around the walls. This would be an excellent room for when the baby came.
Hermione was so exhausted when she finally got back into her rooms, that she walked back over to her bed and collapsed on it. She grabbed her book from the bedside table, but she was unable to read more than a few lines before she was sound asleep. The mental strain of keeping her secrets from those whom she had always told every thing to was really starting to take it's toll on her.
She would wait until morning to fret over the baby, and over telling her friends. And so, she fell into a deep sleep, one without babies and friends. One that made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. One about...
