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-Paw

Chapter II: The New Professor

A month had passed, and a couple more days meant the start of classes again in Hogwarts, but for Hermione, nothing had changed, she still had a problem with her pregnancy.

"It's been three months; I still have six more months to wait before you come out, love,"

"And after six months, I'm going to find out who's your father, if you have red hair and freckles, then Ron's your daddy," she giggled a little "if you have jet black hair and green eyes, well then, Harry is your father. But if you have blonde hair and gorgeous silver eyes, you will be-" She paused thinking of the person who possessed those features.

'Honestly, what am I saying?! Blonde hair and silver eyes… Eww, Malfoy?!'

Hermione shuddered and massaged her stomach.

But then the door opened revealing a very huge man; Hagrid of course, came in without even knocking.

"Um 'ermione, Professor McGonagall wants ter talk to yeh, c'mon, I'll escort yeh to 'er office."

"Thank you Hagrid"

Hagrid gave her a smile and nodded.

They reached McGonagall's office.

Hermione watched her sit on the other side of the desk. The Professor then handed Hermione a letter, from her parents.

"Hagrid, may I ask you to do me a favor? Would you be so kind as to deliver this letter to Gringotts?"

"O' course, Professor."

"Splendid"

Hermione overheard their conversation; she put her letter in her pocket and managed to stand up slowly.

"Wait Hagrid! I'd like to accompany you to Diagon alley!"

"Common then Hermione." Hagrid said making his way to the door.

"Think of all the new books I could buy." Hermione whispered excitedly.

...

They reached, what most muggles would call a dead end, but Hermione and Hagrid knew otherwise. Hagrid tapped on the bricks and stepped aside as Diagon Alley came into view.

"Oh dear, I feel absolutely exhausted Hagrid. I'd like to rest here for awhile and wait for you to come back from Gringotts.

"But 'ermione. I reckon McGonagall would have my 'ead if she knew."

"Don't worry Hagrid, I'll just stay here"

Then Hagrid left and when she was ready to sit on a chair at a small café, she noticed

Flourish and Blotts, so instead of staying put she headed towards the shop. Forgetting what she promised Hagrid.

When she opened the door she heard the ringing above her head and the sweet smell of parchment and ink filled her nostrils.

She began her search for new books she hadn't read previously. She was so focused on the line of books until someone bumped into her and knocked her to the ground.

"Watch where you're going Mudblood." The man sneered.

She needn't look at the man, she knew who it was.

Draco Malfoy.

He looked at her with disgust and started dusting his robes like she might have contaminated him with some sort of Mudblood disease. But then he noticed something was different about her and he started figuring what it was.

"Look Malfoy, I don't have time to fight with you" Hermione said but then she noticed Malfoy was still looking at her in a weird way.

"There's something different about you. You got fat Granger." Malfoy smirked.

"I don't care, leave me alone!" She became more irritated and was about to walk away from him but then she begun feeling dizzy and her sight was slightly blurry. She started reaching something to help her from falling but she failed to grip on one of the bookshelves. She thought she was going to fall on the floor and prepared herself for the pain but then she felt no pain at all. And she knew that she had passed out in someone's arms.

She slowly opened her eyes, blinking, and then scrunched up her nose at the strong smell of menthol. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see Draco Malfoy in front of her with a small bottle in his hand, where she thought the strong smell of menthol come from.

"How are you feeling?" he sounded concerned and Hermione felt awkward.

"I'm fine…" she said coldly remembering he was the enemy.

"Yes. It was good that I was there to catch you" he sounded the same cocky Draco Malfoy. "Are you sick or something like that?"

"Of course I'm not sick… it already happened to me 3 times already... well 4…" she lowered her feet down till they touched the floor. "I really hate those faint spells…"

Draco was surprised. She sounded like fainting was normal for her. As far as he remembered, faint spells were not normal… except if she's…

"You're pregnant"

She didn't answer. He just concluded that her silence was a 'yes'.

"Bloody hell… you're pregnant!" he sounded so glad about his new discovery.

"I am! So stop shouting unless you want the rest of the world to hear!" She tried to stand up and started moving away from him.

"So Granger, who's the father?" those words just came out of no where. He sounded curious. "It's got to be Potty or the Weasel... or maybe some random Muggle for a one night stand, eh Mudblood?"

"Just shut up Malfoy," the thought of talking about her friends like that especially Ron, made her temper rise. "For your information I still don't know who the father is and even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you."

She was ready to leave but Malfoy grabbed her wrist and made her come to a pause. She looked back at him angrily and he was about to say something when the door burst right open and someone shouted.

"'Ermione! Are you there? Were leaving…"

"Hagrid!" Hermione immediately ran to Hagrid and freed her hand from Draco's grip. "Let's get out of here. Quick!"

"Not yet." Hagrid said.

Hermione noticed him looking back at Draco Malfoy.

"You weren't thinking of going without me now, were you?" Draco cocked an amused eyebrow at her direction.

"You?!" Hermione wanted to say something but she was at a loss for words.

"Yes Hermione, meet Hogwarts' new Potions Master, Professor Draco Malfoy" Hagrid explained.

So many questions were running through her mind but the only thing that came out of her mouth was: "But, why him?"

"Expecting me to follow my father's footsteps right?! Be a death eater and all that rubbish. But you're wrong and I'm going to prove it to you myself."

"But why didn't anyone inform me of this. I'm living at Hogwarts too! Even though I… I… but..." she paused and then took a long sigh.

"I need an explanation"

"Then I'll explain it to you, Granger," Draco turned around. "Just meet me later at the station."

"Do you think I should believe him?" Hermione asked Hagrid.

"Well, Dumbledore trusts 'em." Hagrid said as he opened the door.