Here's chapter 8. Thank you for your reviews on the last chapter. And well, the results are in. And Draco becoming the father won by three votes. I'm honestly glad, because I had 8 chapters already wrote out before I even posted the story and I had to edit the last two chapters to do this.

Hermione becoming pregnant is what I'd always had in mind, that's the reason I even started this story. I'm probably going to lose some readers because of this, and that will be disappointing, but, it's my story.

I do my best to keep my reviewers happy, but I can't completely change it and become unhappy with the story myself, so it's staying how I originally planned it.

I'll stop yakking and let you read the chapter. lol

When Hermione woke up the next morning she could instantly feel something wrong, she felt someone laying behind her but could somehow tell it wasn't Draco.

Scared, she slowly looked back. Her eyes widening and her mouth dropping open in a silent, scream as her eyes took in the red headed boy smiling behind her.

"Hey 'Mione. Miss me?" He asked, smirking at her as he ran his hand up her thigh.

"B-but you're supposed to be in the hospital wing asleep." She said, her breathing so fast she was to the point of hyperventilating.

"Did you really think you could avoid me for that long sweetie?" He whispered into her ear before biting down on her neck.

She let out a scream as she felt his teeth break skin, his hand instantly covered her mouth.

"Now now, be quiet for me baby. Wouldn't want to wake up Malfoy now would we?" She could feel him smiling against her neck, his breath drifting down her back, causing her to shudder in disgust.

He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her onto her back as he climbed on top of her, and for the first time she noticed they were both naked.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as he smiled at her.

"Please not again. Please please please." She mumbled to herself, praying to any god that would show her mercy.

All of the sudden he entered her roughly, causing her to let out a blood curdling scream.

"Stop! It hurts! Please!" She yelled, sobbing hysterically.

His face suddenly went from malicious, to worry as he looked down at her.

"Mya calm down it's okay." He whispered, running his hand gently down her cheek.

"NO! I'm not Mya to you, you aren't allowed to call me that." She yelled, still crying.

Suddenly she blinked, and when she opened her eyes she was fully clothed, and Draco was gently holding her down to keep her from trashing violently.

Ron wasn't here, he wasn't raping her. She instantly breathed a sigh of relief as a few more tears ran down her cheek.

Draco held her close to him, rubbing up and down her back as he whispered 'It's okay' repeatedly into her ear.

"I'm sorry for screaming." She whispered, as he kissed her forehead.

"Don't you dare apologize, it's not your fault you had a nightmare about that bastard." He said softly.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked him on the lips before laying her head on his shoulder.

"I'm so ready for that Verituserum to be done." She said, as he nodded his head in agreement.

"Mya.. There's something I need to talk to you about." Draco said, sounding extremely nervous.

"Okay." Hermione said, feeling panic bubble in her stomach.

"You mentioned how you were completely against abortion. And I found out a way to go around all of this." She could hear his heart racing as she was leaning against his chest.

"Are you suggesting I keep Ron's baby?" She felt her voice go up slightly, shocked that he would suggest this.

"No! Of course not.. But I found a way for you to keep the baby and it not be Rons." He was stuttering slightly, embarrassed at how nervous he was.

"How is that possible?" She asked, sounding doubtful.

"There's a potion.. It works exactly like the potion I told you about.. But instead of getting rid of the baby, it uh, it changes the father." He wouldn't meet her eyes, as it became clear why he was nervous.

She felt her eyes widen as she processed exactly what he was insinuating.

"And what are your thoughts on this?" She asked, trying to keep the hope out of her voice but failing miserably.

"I think, that whatever your decide is okay with me." He said, kissing her foreheard.

"That's not what I meant." She said, looking up at him.

"If you decide to take the other potion, I would be honored to be the father. " He smiled, leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers gently.

She kissed him back softly, feeling tingles run up and down her spine.

"Let me think about it, this is a serious decision." She said, and he nodded.

Dumbledore's Phoenix, Fawkes suddenly flew into the room, dropping a letter onto the bed in front of them.

"Dear Mister Malfoy,

Yours, and Miss Grangers presence is
required in the headmasters office.

Signed,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore."

After Draco finished reading it aloud there were both quite confused.

"What could he possibly want?" Hermione asked, as she stood up to get dressed.

"No idea, hopefully it's good news." He said, straightening up his clothes he had already put on that morning.

About fifteen minutes later they stood in front of the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Sherbert Lemon." They said together, as the gargoyle jumped aside to present the staircase.

As soon as they walked through the door Hermione was surrounded by arms.

She looked up to see her mother smiling down at her, worry in her eyes.

"Mum!" She shouted, half happy half nervous.

"You said you didn't want to explain it in a letter so I'm here. Now what happened?" She said, getting right to the point as she went and sat back down next to Hermione's father.

"I uhh... I..." Hermione trailed off nervously, looking at Draco for help.

He grasped her hand firmly, but let her continue speaking.

"Ron raped me." She said, her voice so low, Draco barely heard it.

"I'm sorry dear, what?" Her mother asked, looking like she'd heard her but didn't want to believe it.

"Ron raped me." She spoke again, her voice stronger as she squeezed Draco's hand.

"WHAT?" Her parents screamed, jumping up out of there seats.

"How Dare he touch my little girl! I will kill that ugly little bastard!" Her mother screamed, as her father remained silent, his eyes showing his emotions, solid hate.

"Where is he now?" Her father spoke in a low voice, his eyes darting around the room as if he were hiding in the shadows.

"He is currently in the hospital wing, in a coma." Dumbledore said, as the corner of Draco's mouth quirked up a bit.

"He's Not in prison? He hasn't been sentenced to death?" Her mother shouted, her anger directed towards Dumbledore now.

"We don't have solid proof as of yet." Dumbledore said, not once losing his composure.

"Proof my mother fucking ass! Her god damn word should be enough for your pussy government." Her father suddenly screamed, his anger finally at bursting point.

"Mister Granger please refrain from foul language in my school." Dumbledore spoke, still looking like he wasn't dealing with two murderous parents.

"You won't fucking tell me what to do, you are not my boss I have half a mind to take my daughter out of this good for nothing shit hole!" He screamed again, stepping closer to the headmaster.

"Daddy please, I love it here! And as soon as a Verituserum potion is made they'll know the truth." Hermione said, hoping and pleading her father wouldn't take her out of school. She may hate a lot of the people in it, but it was still home, and Draco was here.

"Are some of your friends sticking by you at least?" Her mother asked, her voice going from murderous to sad instantaneously.

"No. Everyone is against me except for everyone who used to hate me. It's pretty messed up." Hermione sighed, sitting down.

"We never hated you, our parents forced us to pretend we hated you. You know that." Draco said sadly, sitting on his knees beside her chair, keeping her hand firmly grasped in his.

"I'm guessing you're the Draco boy." Her father said, looking him up and down.

"Yes sir I am." Draco said, only half way paying attention to anyone that wasn't Hermione.

"You make her happy, or I'll kick your ass got it?" Her dad said, glaring half-heartedly.

"I will keep her happy to the greatest of my abilities sir, her happiness is the most important thing to me." He whispered, knowing he sounded cheesy but not caring.

Suddenly Hermione slammed her hand over her mouth as she ran over to the corner of the room and threw up in a flower pot.

"Hermione.. What else are you not telling us?" Her mother asked softly, suspicion lacing each word.

"I'm pregnant." Hermione whispered, not meeting her mothers eyes.

She heard her parents each suck in a ragged breath, her fathers in anger, and her mothers in anguish.

"I'll give you all a moment alone. Draco will you come with me?" Dumbledore said, standing up.

"No. I'm not leaving Hermione's side." Draco said, as Hermione reached out for his hand.

"Very well. I'd like for all of the portraits in here to move to their opposite frames, the family deserves some privacy." Dumbledore said, walking out the door.

As soon as the frames that lined the room were empty, Hermione's mom pushed her back at arms length and looked at her.

"What are you going to do?" She asked, her hand gently caressing her daughters tear stained cheek.

"There's a potion I'm going to take, it's illegal but it's the only way to stop this." Hermione said, as her mother nodded in understanding.

"Is it going to kill the baby?" Her mother asked, hating the thought but understanding that her daughter did not need to have her rapists child.

"No. It's going to make Draco the father instead." She said, as Draco sucked in a shocked breath behind her.

"I thought you hadn't made up your mind?" Draco asked, coming to stand beside her.

"I wasn't sure at first, but now I know. Why get rid of the baby, when I know it will have a family who loves it, and will be taken care of? With you as it's father it will be a very happy child." She smiled at him.

"It will be happy because it has you as it's mother." He wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her cheek affectionately.

Her mother smiled at the sight, glad her daughter had found someone who treated her so well.

"When did my little girl get so strong?" Her father asked, the anger still in his eyes but love also shone through.

"My daddy raised me that way." She said, smiling at him.

"I just want you to know I'm proud of you pumpkin, and if you want to stay at the school I will allow it, but only on one condition." He said, his expression becoming very serious.

"Whenever that little Ginger pussy wakes up and everyone finds out the truth, kick him in the balls as hard as you fucking can and tell him it's a gift from your father." He said, as she giggled.

"I have no problem with that at all." She said, as her father chuckled slightly.

"And you Draco, I have two things I want you to do. One, I want you to treat my daughter with the love and respect she deserves." He said, as Draco nodded.

"I always will sir, she is more important to me then my own life." He said, smiling down at her.

"Good. And two, after she gives the little bitch what he deserves, I want you to beat the shit out of him." He said.

"I swear to you he will be getting exactly what he deserves." Draco said, his eyes filled with excitement at the thought of hurting Ron again.

"I'm counting on that." Her father said, shaking Dracos hand firmly.

"I hate to stop everything but I have to take Mister and Mr.s Granger back home." Dumbledore said, as he came back into the room.

"Before we go, I want to know flat out. Do you believe my little girl?" Her father said, glaring at the Headmaster.

"Yes Mister Granger, I personally believe she is telling the truth, Poppy our healer made me aware of this situation the day after it happened, but everyone in this school is giving Mister Weasley an alibi, and there are spells that cause cuts and bruises. So until our potions master finishes the Verituserum we will not be able to prove Miss Grangers story." He said, as Draco tightened his grip on Hermione slightly.

"The day it happens, I want a letter, I want to know of his punishment, because I assure you that whatever you do to him will not be enough." Her mother said, her voice so deep with anger she was nearly growling.

"I will come to your house myself to let you know." Dumbledore said, smiling kindly at the two couples before him.

"Thank you." She said, and rushed over to hug her daughter tightly before letting Dumbledore know she was ready to go.

After they had left Hermione turned and hugged Draco tightly.

"Thank you so much, if it wasn't for you they would still think I did those terrible things." She said, feeling an amazing amount of relief after getting all of that off of her chest.

"Anything for you Mya, your happiness is all that matters." He whispered, kissing her cheek.

"I love you." She said, smiling up at him.

"And I love you. Now, are you sure about making me the father, because I don't want to feel like I made the decision for you." He said, frowning slightly.

"I am 100% sure, I know that I am young, but it isn't fair that a baby should not get to live just because I'm not out of school yet." She made sure he knew she was being completely honest, this was what she wanted.

She just hoped Snape was finished with that verituserum soon.

Well, here's chapter 8. I hope you liked it.

Review? Pleease. lol