So my beta didn't get back to me in time, and I have to go away so I'm going to post it anyway and then when I get the edited chapter I'll post that.

Life was never going to give her a brake. She decided as she shoved the books from her lap. Glancing once more at the white room she was in. Professor Snape had said it was up to her what she wanted the theme to be. The headmaster had kept everything white. She was clueless as to what to do. She'd never had to worry about such non-sense before.

She was still having the hardest time accepting that there was a life in side her, A life that her and her professor had created. Willingly or not the life was an innocent and shouldn't be punished for the actions of a madman like the Dark lord. But Snape a father was words she'd never hoped to hear. Still not knowing all the events of that night made figuring out things a little bit difficult. She'd never really had much of an opinion or abortion. Never thinking that she'd enter in to a situation that would lead to that process of thought. But thinking about it made her sick. Now matter what lay ahead for her, even though there were much darker times ahead, she couldn't thing of giving this child up and having an abortion, technically that solved one of her dilemma's. Now only 199 more to go. What was she going to tell Ron and harry?

Ron. She wasn't supposed to be having Snape's baby she was suppose to be having Ron's. After years of skirting around their feeling for each other, Ron had simply let go. She wasn't sure why everyone had been shocked at first mostly her. But then he began to date lavender and he became happy, surprisingly happy. There friendship wasn't hurt they both pretend that there was nothing to pretend about. In the end she'd let her feelings for Ron go, well as much as one could. She understood that for them there wasn't going to be any happy ending, especially not with the latest developments in her life. Ron would never want damaged goods, no one would. That answered the question of her love life. She wouldn't have one. Who would hire an unwed mother? In the muggle word it didn't matter if you were married or not. But in the wizarding world you were marked a scarlet woman, someone easy enough to sleep with but not good enough to wed. So either she'd go live as a muggle and forget about the wizarding world, or she'd have to beg professor Dumbledore to help her. The muggle world was looking more appealing to her as each second passed the only problem being she could never forget about the wizarding world, short of someone casting a powerful memory charm on her. She'd have t0 think more on that problem later. Money and her future were going to be the biggest problems of all. She didn't have her parents any more, she doubted Snape had enough money to support all three of them. He was only working on a teacher's salary, and lived at the school. She didn't want to live at the school the rest of her life. Even though the school held some of her most precious memories. It was also filled with heartbreak and pain.

Sighing she got up and began transfiguring the colors of the room. Focusing very hard on not focusing on anything but that. It was tiring. But at the end she had finished her whole "mini apartment". The common room was stone wall but the color was sand like to keep it neutral. The floor was a plush dark green, the couches and chairs were a mixture of different greens to keep it standing out from the floor. The room itself was a rather odd octagon shape. The bath room walls were a pretty pastel green and the floor was a marble texture but the color was a striking white. The bath and shower were a darker green with swirls of lighter shades of green and white. The room itself was a standard square shape. But it was larger than she would ever need. The bedroom was an uncommon size. It seemed to be larger than the bath and common room combined. The bed was king size with four posters and a larger walk in closet. Again the floor was a green carpet and the walls a pastel Ivory. The bed a dark wooden frame and there was a nightstand but other than that the room was bare it made the bed overbearing. The sheets were black and dark greens.

She had an idea the reason for the big quarters. She knew it was a little bit of an apology as to all she'd been threw this year. She understood and was grateful.

Looking around her room she realized the room could have been made by a slytherin with all the green in it. Deciding she'd always liked green but being in Gryffindor had never been aloud to express it.

Looking at her watch she decided it was time for bed. She took her time getting ready, showering and brushing her teeth knowing there would be no classes f0r her tomorrow. Laying down she began to think again. About the walk from the hospital wing, she'd been putting it off all day.

She'd shrunk the books that Pomfery had given her, placing them in her pocket. Gathering her wits she'd met Snape in the hall. They walked away from the other towers closer to the great hall, but not two close. The door itself, well there wasn't really a door per say but a wall and a picture. The picture was of Fawks. Never noticing that particular one before she figured it was brought just for her. Feeling a little special she smiled slightly to her self. Suddenly Snape turned to her.

"Pick a password miss granger." He said with a scowl

"Umm..mm" She replied not knowing what to say, she hated being put on the spot.

"Forgiveness" She said saying the first thing that came to mind. The word made Snape drawl back as though he'd been cursed. The life human size painting of Fawks moved and Snape lead the way in to a totally white "mini apartment".

"The head master wished to keep it plane so you could change it how you'd like." Snape said looking around in distaste.

"Oh…. I…How nice of him" She said mostly to herself, and earned herself a small smile from Snape.

"I shall take my leave. The fireplace is connected to all the teachers do not hesitate to call if you are in need." He said sounding very un-Snape like. Then he turned to go and was almost out the door when he stopped and looked at me. His eyes were filled with some unknown emotion, like a silent plea.

"Miss. Granger" He began then paused as though he was at a loss

"Though you may not know the events that lead up to now but know that I would have never chosen this for you, or any other. But most of all you, you were chosen for a reason. That reason was to hurt the side of the light, you were and still are a great asset to our side. Don't lose faith in yourself, because no one has or will ever lose faith in you. I apologize for all the damage I've done." He said she stood there shocked. He made to leave, she stopped him, by gently touching his arm, and he flinched then turned towards her.

"Professor you don't have to apologize. You were more a pawn in this than I was. There's nothing I can forgive. You only need to forgive yourself. An your right I don't know all that happened I do know that you didn't do it by choice, and your willing to help me get over it. I'd like that if you're still willing." She said with a strength she really didn't have.

"Yes, Miss granger…" He looked as though he wanted to say more but didn't.

"Yes, we'll speak more of this later. Goodnight." He said and turned to leave.

I did notice that he didn't look so sour when he left. When he doesn't have that scowl he's not that bad.

She mentally slapped herself. She needed sleep. Shutting her eyes she slowly drifted off letting the worries that had plagued her all day float away.