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A/N - Second chapter- at first it was just going to be about Hermione being pregnant but then i added the whole "who's the father thing" D! Thank you for reading !!
Update: I have edited this slightly; added a few sentences, corrected spelling mistakes and filled in words that I missed out!
Chapter 2
Hermione sat, curled up in an armchair, in the common room, Harry on one side and Ron on the other.
Harry kept giving her wounded looks, which Hermione conveniently ignored. They couldn't discuss it or argue because Ron did not know about them. Harry thought keeping it a secret was appropriate because if Ron found out it would affect their friendship, whereas Hermione had different intentions completely.
She gave her ginger friend a glance to catch him nodding towards the portrait hole.
"Oh damn, I just remembered! Hermione I need your help with something in the library." Ron said, grabbing his friends arm.
"It's 10 o' clock at night!" Harry exclaimed.
"Yeah…well, what I need is…I need Hermione to come with me to see Flitwick, to get a note for the restricted section! You know how much he likes her." he improvised. Hermione shrugged and let herself be dragged into the dark, deserted corridor.
"So?" she asked, "What do you really want?" Ron put his hands on her shoulders and leaned in to kiss her. At first she remained stiff and silent, but Ron would not give up so she resigned to the inevitable and sank into his body. Just as it was getting a little to heated she pulled away, refusing to meet his eyes.
"Listen, do you think Harry is catching on about us?" she whispered.
"Nope, hasn't got a clue. I feel bad about it though, he's my best friend and I have no secrets from him...well excluding this one of course!" Ron hissed back. Hermione snaked her arms around his neck and hugged him tight, he started kissing her neck until she ducked away.
"I'm not really in the mood to be honest, sweetie…can you just hold me?" she muttered, sounding vulnerable. He studied her face, a hint of disappointment in his eyes but nodded and held her close, stroking her hair and breathing in her unique smell.
Ten minutes past of just the two of them hidden in a shadow on the corridor, peace and tranquillity emitted from their bodies but the portrait hole opened abruptly and Harry popped out. Ron and Hermione sprang apart and acted as if they were heading into the common room.
"Oh, there you are!" Harry called, "It can't take 20 minutes to get a note from Flitwick, he never asks questions."
"Well, Snape answered the door at the Teachers Lounge first so we had to explain everything to him…the nosy git!" he exclaimed. Harry didn't look quite convinced but decided to ignore it.
"Okay…erm, are you coming in at all?" he stuttered. Hermione nodded and flounced through the hole, desperate to get away from the awkward situation.
They all sat down around the fire again and this time Hermione had two boys staring at her so she was very relieved when Ginny called her over, though that emotion soon turned to frustration when she realized what topic of conversation she had in mind.
"Have so been to see Madame Pomfrey yet?" Ginny questioned.
"No, and I don't want to talk about it" Hermione answered in a monotone.
"Tough. First thing in the morning we are going to the hospital wing, even if I have to drag you there. You need to go for your health," she paused and followed the progress of a tear running down her best friends cheek, "please Hermione. I will be with you, I promise you'll never be alone okay? You're my best friend and I love you, we'll do this together." Hermione stayed silent but her head nodded silently.
Ginny squeezed her hand and pecked her on the forehead before going up to bed. She slowly turned to look at her friends…boyfriends. And then it hit her, why she had been so unbelievably depressed recently, besides the pregnancy.
Who was the father? She had slept with them both about …three months ago.
Next Time: Hermione goes to see Madame Pomfrey.
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