I couldn't believe him. Shaking my head, I made my way back to the common room. I felt like crying again, but I thought I had done enough of that.
"Baravas!" I yelled at the fat lady. She just looked at me. "Baravas!" I said again. I wondered if I was saying it right. That is what I was told the password was.
"Baravs." A voice said simply behind me. I turned and looked into pure green eyes and couldn't help but smile as I saw Lucas. "You know it is usually helpful to remember the password to your own common room." I laughed and looked down.
"I know, I guess I am kind of out of it." I shrugged.
"You sounded mad." He pointed out. Did nothing get past this kid?
"Yeah, I guess I was." I looked up to meet the envy eyes.
"Any reason why?" He asked, his face not changing. I just walked into the portrait whole muttering thank you as I did. I didn't feel like talking about it. Especially to someone I had just met. What did he know about me? I heard him follow me into the common room. "It is fine that you don't want to talk about it, but can we talk? I don't really know anyone here and I was hoping we could be friends." Friends? Was I allowed to have a friend that gorgeous. I turned around and smiled.
"Sure. I would love to be your friend." I replied. I needed more friends anyway. I knew I wouldn't be hanging around Harry and Ron a lot this year. He smiled at me and I thought I was going to melt right there.
"I am glad. You see, I kind of like this girl that I was hoping you would help me with." My heart sank. Of course. He only wanted to be friends for me to help him. I nodded.
"Sure, who?" I asked.
"She is a Gryffindor and in seventh year." He explained. "I kind of ran into her on the train." Oh my... was he talking about me? Could he be? My heart began to race and sweat was created on my forehead.
"That doesn't narrow it down. What does she look like?" I asked, trying to play it cool.
"Well, she is kind of tall, but not taller than I am." He explained and I nodded and motioned for him to go on. "Hair about your length." He pointed to my hair and I looked. "Blonde and she has these blue eyes anyone would die for." My heart sank. He wasn't talking about me. I tried not to let my disappointment show as I thought of someone in Gryffindor who looked like that. I shrugged.
"I am sorry, but I don't know of anyone with that description." I thought more. I knew I did, but I couldn't put a name with a face. Right then, like she had been cued on off an invisible stage, Caden Best walked through the common room.
"Her!" Lucas whispered in a low and deep voice. "Do you know her?"
"Oh, Caden Best?" I asked. "Yeah, I do." I couldn't believe I had let myself like him. I knew a guy like that could never go for a girl like me. He would have just ran when I told him about the baby anyway.
"Do you think you can help me?" He asked and I bit my lip. Could I do that? I mean, it was alright to be his friend wasn't it? No law against that. I nodded.
"Yeah, I will try." I replied and he hugged me. I smiled as he pressed me up against his hard, yet tender, build. He smelled so good, too. After about a second or two he let me go.
"Thanks." He said, smiling. My heart jumped. I had made him smile!
About two weeks later
I felt like screaming as I tried to pee yet again. It just stings so much anymore. No one ever told me this would happen when I got pregnant. I bit down hard on my lower lip to try to ease the pain, but nothing works. I wondered if this was going to happen the whole nine months. Sighing, I pulled up my pants and washed my hands.
Stepping into the Great Hall I felt like puking. What was that smell? I covered my nose as I went and sat beside Lucas. Sitting down I looked at his gravy and gagged. I ran out of the Great Hall. My senses are all messed up.
Sitting down in a chair in the common room I put my head in my hands. Well, I started to, until I touched one of my breast in the process and screamed. They were so sore too. What on Earth was happening to me? Foods I use to love is making me sick now, I can't use the restroom without having pain, soreness all over, and about the weirdest thing is I crave the smell of powder scrwets. I don't know why either. I actually look forward to going to potions. I hadn't started to show yet. I heard somewhere I wouldn't until my third or fourth month.
I heard the portrait hole open and then saw Lucas coming rushing in.
"Hermione, are you okay?" He asked a little out of breath. I smile at the sight of him and nodded.
"Yeah, I am fine. It is just the smell down there was making me sick." I explained and he looked at me a little confused. I sighed and knew I could trust him with my secret. "Can I tell you something and you promise not to tell a soul?" He nodded at the question and I could tell the secret was driving him bananas. "Well, Lucas... I am pregnant."
"WHAT!" Lucas yelled and I jumped back a little. "I'm sorry. Did I hear you right. You are pregnant!" I nodded. "Wha...who?"
"Ron Weasley's the dad, if that is what you mean."
"Does he know?" Lucas asked sitting down, still sounding amazed.
"Yeah, but he doesn't believe it is his."
"How are you so sure it is his?"
"I am not a slut, Lucas! I have only slept with one guy my whole life. And it was only one time and that was Ron." I was a little mad at the question he had asked, but didn't act on the feeling.
"Wow..." Was all he seemed to be able to say. "This is a lot to handle."
"Tell me about it." I laughed and he looked at me.
"You are joking right?"
"About being pregnant? No, I am not. Did you think I was!" I nearly yelled. He jumped back a little.
"No, of course not, I was just asking. Calm down."
"Don't tell me to calm down!" I yelled at him. Lucas and I had become the best of friends. After all those attempts to get Caden to notice him we had a lot of laughs.
"Herm..." He started, but I was already half way up the stairs to the dorms.
I curled up on my bed. What was wrong with me? Why was I acting like this? This baby better hurry the hell up or I am going to yank it out of me myself. I flinched. That would probably be very pain full. I laid back thinking about the growing being inside of me. What was it going to be? Would it love me? Would it hate me for having it so young? How hard was it going to be having to raise a child as a single mother at the age of seventeen? I had so many questions that I was concentrating on I barley heard my name being called from down stairs.
"Hermione! Hermione! Come back down! Please!" Lucas was yelling. I laughed at my best friends patheticness. I had to give it to him though, when I told him he didn't run off screaming. Maybe he was a true friend after all. I got up out of bed and walked down stairs.
"Yeah?" I asked him.
"I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." He explained. "Do you want to go take a walk by the lake before it gets too late?" We usually did this to decided what our next plan for Caden was going to be. I smiled and nodded.
"Sure." I replied.
"So, I think we should try the direct approached thing. I mean, like run into her in the hall or compliment her on her hair on the way out of class." I told him. He had tried everything else. The play it cool routine. The bad boy act. The injury play. This was the only logical one left that I could think of.
"You mean like just go up to her and talk to her?" He asked as if he were deaf and didn't hear me correctly.
"Yes."
"I...I... Hermione I can't do that!" He finally spat out.
"Why not?" I asked confused.
"Because... I... She will... no!" He flat out said at the end.
"Lucas, what have you got to lose?"
"My dignity! My pride! What if I mess up, Hermione?" He asked and I rolled my eyes. Lucas really never came off to me as the shy type, but I guess he was in this case.
"Luke, you won't mess up. Just take a deep breath and plan out what you are going to say." He didn't reply, just looked at me. "Or you could go the rest of the year breaking limbs and getting yourself thrown into detention without her even looking your way." He sighing. I think he realized that I was right.
"Yeah yeah yeah." He rolled his eyes. I laughed and playfully shoved him.
"You will do great." I explained. "It isn't as hard as it looks." I only said that for support. I didn't know what it was like. My first boyfriend had approached me in the library and the other crush I had was on Ron and I talked to him all the time. Well... unless you count the crush I had on Draco Malfoy. That was only when I first saw him, but he ruined that by speaking, so I guess that doesn't count either.
"You really think so?" Lucas asked, looking over at me.
"Yeah, I do. Lucas, you need to give yourself more credit."