Who Woulda Thunk It?
By jessebelle
E-mail: dracos_gryffindor_princess@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with J.K's creations. The idea's all mine, as well as a few characters I'm too lazy to name.
A/N: I've decided this is my favorite story. Don't get me wrong, I love all of my stories, like J.K. says, they're like my babies, but this one tops the cake. I think it has to do with seeing it all in my head and the plot. But who knows, I may change my mind later, but for now this is my favorite. Oh, and here's the promised chapter that's quite a bit longer then the last. It's not my favorite, but I enjoyed writing it, especially the parts between Draco and Hermione. So, yah, review please. And if anyone wants to correct me on any details I may have gotten wrong, just review or e-mail me separately. Thanx.
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Chapter Nine: Who's Been Shagging On Snape's Desk?
Three and a half weeks later, a few new friendships had formed. With Hermione working with Snape, the twins had been forced to get to know the man behind the scowl. Both were really surprised when they learned he wasn't the same man that they knew at Hogwarts. As it turns out, Draco was really into pranks and had been delighted to be able to talk to the twins. Fred had been a little reluctant at first, but eventually warmed up to the former bad boy. Alexia had been introduced and both Weasley's had found her simply enchanting. Hermione had gotten to know the Malfoy family pretty well and was now close to all three of them. Of course, William was able to melt in all their hearts.
Draco had started working at Snape's Potion Palace a week after its opening. Both Hermione and Draco were pleased with this and they would spend a lot of their time teasing each other like brother and sister. Snape had taken to treating them like a father would.
Everyday, George would take Hermione out to lunch. Fred would sometimes join them, but most days he would take over the store. Today was no exception.
Hermione had been feeling better than she had, but still wasn't in her top condition. She didn't throw up as much, but she'd been eating like crazy. The things she'd been eating had also been less then desirable. Hermione had also been really tired lately and once or twice had a dizzy spell.
Hermione was by no means stupid. She knew what all the signs meant, especially since was over two months late. But it was impossible right? She knew what it takes to make a baby and she hadn't done 'that' in over a year. Her last boyfriend, Travis, had broken up with her last Christmas so she knew it wasn't possible, unless…
She didn't really remember what had happened the night her life had changed for the better. She had been really drunk, but for the life of her she couldn't remember the details. After George had explained the basics of his involvement of getting her home, she slowly started to remember what had happened. She remembered him picking her up and taking her home. She remembered waking up in his apartment, putting on her clothes, and going home.
Wait! Putting on her clothes? But she wouldn't have, with George, he wouldn't have. Right?
Hermione was suddenly very confused. But she wasn't even sure if her suspicions were correct. But maybe she should check it out; she definitely would have to talk to George.
Her musings were
interrupted when the alarm rang forcing her to open her eyes. She'd been lying
in bed contemplating all the possibilities, but now she had to get up and face
the world. She needed to be to work within the hour, though usually she'd give
herself two hours, she was so tired she needed the sleep.
She rolled out of bed and
slipped on her slippers. After taking a shower she grabbed her clothes for the
day, a pair of jeans and a peasant blouse. She put on her underwear and bra,
and then pulled the jeans. But she had a problem, they wouldn't zip or button.
Her stomach was definitely bigger then it had been when she'd bought them a
month ago. That was the clincher.
After putting on the blouse and exchanging the jeans for a skirt, she pulled on her robes and grabbed a handful of floo powder. A quick floo later and she had an appointment at St. Mungos for 12 o'clock. Looking at the clock she realized there was no time for breakfast, so she grabbed her bag and wand, then apperated.
She made it to work with a minute to spare, a record for her since she'd been coming in later. Draco was already in there, stocking the shelves.
"Morning beautiful. Sev's in the lab brewing some new potion or something. He wants you to go back there when you have a chance."
"Kay. Oh! Do you mind working a little bit later today?"
"Do you have to go see your boyfriends next door or something?" He was of course referring to Fred and George.
"No, I actually have an appointment at St. Mungos."
"Why? Is something the matter?"
"No, just a check up. I haven't been feeling to well lately."
"Yeah, I noticed. I'd day you were pregnant if you were getting some. Hey! Is that what you've been doing on your lunch hour? Did one of the twins knock you up?" He gave her a cheeky grin. He didn't know how close he was.
"What! No! For you information, Fred is currently seeing Angelina, the old Gryffindor chaser."
"I knew that, but what about George. Have you two been shagging, cuz, I've heard some really weird noises from the office and I don't think that Sev would like you two doing the nasty on his desk."
"Draco Malfoy, you take that back! You know I haven't eaten lunch here since the store opened. I always go out for lunch."
"Sure you do."
By now their voices had escalated so much that Severus came out of his office. He'd heard what had been said and found it amusing, but they might be scarring off customers.
"Now, now children, play nicely. Draco, Hermione had not, and never will shag with George on my desk. But I do have to wonder about all the times you've stayed late with Alexia. Hermione, if your quite done telling Draco off-" Hermione opened her mouth to protest but he cut her off. "Yes I know he started it, but you're supposed to be the mature one. I need to talk to you, in my office please." Seeing her expression he smiled. "It's nothing bad; I've already talked to Draco about it."
Sending one last glare in Draco's direction, Hermione followed Snape to his office and sat in the offered chair. "Alright Severus, what do you need?"
"Well my dear, I just wanted to make sure you were all right. I noticed you haven't been up to your usual standards and wanted to check up on you. I was worried."
"Oh, well I have an appointment at St. Mungos today so I'll let you know if anything is wrong. I don't think it's anything serious though."
"Good, good. Well, the next thing I have to talk to you about is your contract. I know that you've agreed to two galleons an hour, but with all the work you've been doing, I think you need a raise, say three galleons an hour. I'd also like you to start helping brew the potions. You and Draco were my best students at Hogwarts and I know that you have a degree in potions, so I really don't see why you can't help. For every potion you brew, it's an extra galleon"
"Really?" This was a great opportunity and she knew it. With this much income, and promises of more if she started brewing, she might be able to afford her own place soon.
"Yes, so you accept?"
"Of course."
"Good, then sign here. Thank you. And I'll see you later; I have to restock the dreamless sleep potion."
"Okay, wow, thank you Severus."
"You're welcome Hermione."
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Hermione spent the morning with her head in the clouds. She'd been thinking over her 'problem' and worrying over nothing, or it might be nothing. Draco had her doing paperwork now because she kept stocking everything wrong. For every potion he'd place on the shelf, he'd have to go back and switch around two of hers. He was now a little worried and kept her strictly doing something she wouldn't mess up, well, not too bad anyway.
At eleven thirty, Hermione jumped up from the counter. She was a bundle of nerves because she now considered 'it' being a possibility. She noticed the raised eyebrow on Draco and gave him a sheepish smile.
"Um, I have to be going now. I'll see you tomorrow?"
He nodded. "Yeah, but if it's something serious, don't bother coming in. I'll know and send you straight home."
"Okay, well then, gotta go. Tell Severus goodbye and thanks."
"Will do."
With an encouraging nod from Draco, she grabbed her things and left the store. When she made it to the apperation point, she disappeared with a pop, reappearing in front of St. Mungos. Seeing the huge building in front of her did nothing to calm her nerves, but she pushed them aside and entered.
After taking the lift to the thirteenth floor, she came out to see a bright office. A few other women were sitting happily with the occasional supportive male. She approached the smiling nurse at the front desk.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger; I'm here for a twelve o'clock appointment."
The women looked down at a piece of parchment, and then tapped it with her wand. "Yes, here you are." She grabbed a stack of parchment that was in a manila folder and handed to Hermione. "I need you to fill all of these out, then the doctor will be with you shortly."
Hermione nodded and stared apprehensively at the parchment. Ten minutes later all of the forms were filled out and Hermione was staring at an outdated copy of Witch Weekly. Gilderoy Lockheart's blinding smile was staring up at her. She quickly put it down just as her name was called.
Hermione got up and followed the nurse to a room. "Here you are. The mediwitch should be with you shortly." Hermione was, once again, left to her own devices. A few minutes later, a knock was heard at the door and a middle aged woman stepped through. She had light brown hair and a friendly persona. She smiled at Hermione.
"You must be Hermione. I'm Dr. Emma Gelzer. Now I understand you think you might be pregnant."
"Um, yes, I think I am."
"Alright then, I just need to ask a few questions. When was your last menstrual cycle?"
"Um, a little over two months."
"Alright, have you been feeling nauseous, tired lately, had any strange cravings?"
"Yes to all, and you can add mood swings."
"Well, this does seem to add up. But I need to do a test to be sure. Now I'll need you to lie down and pull up your shirt, I need to be able to see your stomach."
Hermione complied. Dr. Gelzer put down her chart and pulled out her wand. "Alright Hermione, I'm going to cast a spell that will tell me if your pregnant, and if you are, whether the baby's healthy and whatnot. Now, it might tickle a bit, but I need you to just lie still and regulate your breathing, can you do that?"
Hermione just nodded and started taking deep breaths. Dr. Gelzer took her wand and started chanting in a language Hermione wasn't familiar with, and making weird wand motions forming a blue web over her bare stomach. So far Hermione just felt a bit of tension build, and then Dr. Gelzer's wand touched her stomach with the tip of her wand. A funny feeling, like a butterfly kiss, spread through her stomach. A white light was trapped within the web. Though Hermione couldn't see, some runes were depicted on top of the light. Dr. Gelzer smiled as she read them with ease. With a finite incantatem, all of the light disappeared, but the tickle remained.
"Don't worry, the after affects of the spell should only last a minute or two. Now I do believe you have a perfectly healthy baby on the way. Congratulations."
Hermione could only manage a weak smile. This was the one test in her life she hoped she would fail, but once a perfect student, always a perfect student. She really shouldn't have gotten such high marks at Hogwarts.
