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Within an hour, the entire school knew what Hermione had told Harry. Ron had gone to his sister in secrecy, spilling everything to her. His love for Hermione, how he had felt betrayed because in his mind, there was only one time that Hermione could have conceived. There was only one time she was alone with Malfoy that she wouldn't yet be showing with pregnancy and that was while she had been dating Ron. Ginny knew her brother wasn't one for showing his emotions so she sat quietly, listening as he told her everything there in the Common Room not knowing that Parvati wasn't really sleeping on the couch behind them. Parvati told Lavender who hadn't been able to keep the information to herself, knowing Ron would once again be running back to her and repeated what she had heard to Fay Dunbar. Fay Dunbar, always being one for gossip, asked Goyle if it was true and then Goyle, while flirting with a group of Hufflepuff girls happened to mention it. Before long, everyone knew of Hermione and Draco's secret 'love affair'. A few members of Hufflepuff found it romantic, Ravenclaw considered it rather hussy and every Syltherin girl envied Hermione for being the apple of their prince's eye.

"I can't believe it," Hermione whispered, sitting on Draco's bed. "Ron and Ginny won't talk to me. Harry is just as confused as everyone else with the rumors surrounding everything. You are the only..."

"The only what?" Draco snapped, leaning against his dresser.

"Never mind."

"If you're saying that I'm the only friend you have, Granger, your wrong. I don't make friends with Gryffindors."

"I know, Malfoy! That's why I stopped myself!" Hermione screamed at him, standing up. And you don't have to remind me that I'm alone.

"There we go, that's the Granger I remember," Draco smirked, watching Hermione get angry. He only knew of one way to bring her back, the only way he could ever get her to think of him. He had to make her furious.

"And what have you said when people ask?" Hermione inquired, frustration still in her voice. She knew he didn't tell them the truth. Despite all the rumors she had heard of how her and Draco supposedly used the Room of Requirement for "personal needs", how they had romped in the Shrieking Shack, even going so far as to say the baby had been conceived in Ron's own bed, she had never heard anything even hinting at the truth.

"I tell them to sod off," Draco answered. "They don't need to know." Hermione simply stared at him.

"So, you don't deny it?"

"What's there to deny? You are pregnant. I am the father. I rather don't mind that all the girls are bragging about my abilities."

"I don't know if bragging is the word, but you are definitely being thought of by everyone in the school, not just the girls."

"Don't remind me," Draco snarled, "I'm just ready to graduate."

Suddenly, Hermione's stomach drops with realization. Where was she going to go after graduation? Sure, Molly had promised she could stay there but that was back when she and Ron were seeing each other, back before the entire Weasley clan had turned against her. Harry had his place but he was with Ginny and she wasn't sure she could handle the constant glares.

"What...what are your plans after graduation?" Hermione asked, once again timid.

"Haven't given it much thought, really. Up until about three months ago, I was being promised fame and glory. Not a woman in the world wouldn't want Draco Malfoy. If someone would have told me this was how it would end-" Draco stopped himself, biting his bottom lip,. and faced away from Hermione.

"Would you have done anything different?"

"Not much I could have done, really. What, run away? Join the Order? You and I both know that's rubbish." Hermione nodded. They would have laughed at the thought of Malfoy joining. Hermione nearly fainted when she saw that Snape was in the Order. "There are things I wish I could have changed." Picking up his head from staring at the floor, Draco's eyes met hers, piercing through her body.

"Right, umm...where are you going to stay?"

"Probably with mum. She gets rather lonely without father around." At the thought of Lucius, Hermione's face goes blank. Draco sees the light dim from her eyes as she swallowed hard. "Granger?"

"Sorry, I just..."

"He's gone, Hermione, has a permanent residence at St. Mungo's." Gently, Hermione nodded. "What of you? Where does the world take you after Hogwarts?"

"I don't know," Hermione whispered. "I was going to stay with the Weasleys but that's out of the question now, isn't it?"

Pansy walked up to Draco's room, tapping on the open bedroom door. "Can I come in?" Draco nods, watching Hermione shut herself down again. The light in her eyes dimmed to nearly nothing as the girl who was once her enemy sat down beside her. Draco was starting to catch on; anytime Hermione felt threatened, she would shut down like this, protecting herself. It was defense and Draco couldn't blame her for using it.

"Has she made any progress?" Pansy asked, as if Hermione wasn't even sitting next to her staring off into space.

"Since she announced her pregnancy to Potter and Weasel-breath?" Draco looked at Hermione, her eyes glancing up at him for a second. "Not really."

"Hmmm...could have sworn I heard two people talking in here."

"Must have heard wrong. Granger hasn't said a word since she came back in here. Her brain is Mu-" He caught himself, remembering the promise he silently made to Hermione. "You can leave now."

"Are you sure?" Pansy asked flirtatiously, batting her eyes. "I can keep you company on Blaise's floor."

"OUT, PANSY!" Draco hollered, escorting Pansy to the door. "Can I shut it?" He asked, facing Hermione. Hesitantly, she nods.

"Leave it open a crack," she whispered, "please?"

Draco nodded, leaving the door open just enough that it doesn't latch shut.

"You should sleep, Granger. I'm sure faking your insanity takes a lot out of a person."

"Wait!" Hermione exclaimed, putting her eyes back down quickly.

"What?"

"Can...Can you sleep on the floor in here tonight? My mind..I see her in the dark."

Draco sighed, nodding in understanding. "Do you want the door open?"

"It can stay like that, just a crack." Nodding again, Draco opens the door a little bit more allowing a sliver of light to shine through from the Common Room. Laying down on the floor, he looks up at the girl laying in his bed. Never in his life did Draco think he would have a Muggle-born girl in his bed, let alone one pregnant with his own child.

"Nox." And with that, the lights are out and Draco stares up at the ceiling.

"Good night, Malfoy," he heard Hermione's familiar voice say.

"Good night, Granger."