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Chapter 10

"Where is she?"

"Ron, calm down."

"Where in the bloody hell is she? Does she think she can just avoid us for the rest of the day? Well, she should have thought of that before she started this whole mess."

Ginny glared at her brother. "Stop being such a prat. She's not here and with the way you're going on I don't blame her one bit."

It was lunch time and the school was currently eating in the Great Hall...well, as far as anyone could tell, everyone was eating except for two people.

Draco and Hermione.

Of course, once the majority of the student body figured that out they began to make up eccentric stories about what the couple was doing. It wasn't long before Harry, Ginny and Ron heard that Draco had Hermione tied up in the dungeons and was torturing her into becoming a death eater.

That one threw Ron into a tizzy and after five gloriously silent minutes, where food was a major distraction, he had continued his ranting and raving.

Harry sighed threw his fork down. "Will you two give it a rest. You've been at it all day."

Ginny squinted her eyes at Ron. "I'll give it a rest when this git decides to grow up and get over his ridiculous and extremely prolonged jealousy."

Ron was steaming. "There's nothing to get over...and I'm definitely not jealous of that stupid twitchy scumbag."

The sound of the door opening was heard but when Ron looked he saw that it was just Pansy Parkinson exiting the hall.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Yes, of course. You're not jealous at all."

Ron was about to retort but was interrupted when Harry slammed his goblet down on the table.

"Just. Drop. It. Already." Harry nearly yelled. "Yes, it's Malfoy and yes I don't like it but could you just shut up for a moment and wait till the girl gets here."

Ron looked at Harry shocked while Ginny just went back to her food.

"You didn't have to yell." Ron looked around.

Ginny snorted and shook her head unbelievably. Sometimes she could not believe how much of an incredible dolt her brother was.

Harry looked on, fuming. "Yes, I did have to yell. You've been complaining since this morning and arguing with Ginny and it's become unbearable. There's nothing you can do about what happened; stop crying over spilt potion and drop it already!"

Ron's mouth flopped open a few times before he shut it completely and returned to his food. That didn't last for long. Soon his face hardened and he looked up at Harry sharply.

"I don't know what your problem is. AllI know is that Hermione is our best friend and I'm not going to sit around and watch her mess up her life by going out with that..that ferret. So no, I'm not going to drop it." By now most of Gryffindor was looking at the two best friends and they watched as Ron pushed his plate away before grabbing his bag and walking out of the Great Hall.

Dean, who was sitting nearby with Seamus and Neville, let out a low whistle.

"Everything alright there, Harry?"

Harry shoved his food away. "Yeah, everything's great," he muttered.

Ginny reached over and patted his hand. "The git will come around. Just give him time, he's a slow one."

Harry looked at Ginny for a second before pulling his hand back and collecting his things.

"I'll see you later, Gin." And with that Ginny was left alone.

"What exactly would you need my help for? You're not planning on...aborting, are you?" Hermione asked softly.

Pansy looked affronted. "What do you take me for, Granger? I may be Slytherin but I'm definitely not a killer."

Draco sniggered in the background while Hermione looked relieved.

"Ok. So, what do you need me for?"

Pansy rolled her eyes. "I can't very well go walking around the school with a quaffle for a stomach, now can I?"

Hermione looked at Draco, who shrugged, and bit her lip. "I suppose not."

Draco gave an exasperated sigh and walked next to Hermione, who was in front of Pansy, and draped an arm around her waist. "What do you plan on telling everyone when you leave and suddenly come back with a baby?"

Hermione struck Draco on the shoulder. "Draco, hush. This may not be the best place to talk about this. We can go to the Head common room and I'm positive that no one will be able to eavesdrop there."

The three walked the halls until they reached the magical door leading into the mutual common room. Hermione softly spoke the password and they entered. Draco and Pansy immediately sat down on the fluffy couches in front of the fire while Hermione called out for Blaise.

"I guess he's not in," Hermione situated herself comfortably next to Draco and they both turned to Pansy, who was suddenly looking nervous, like she just realized who she had gone to for help. For all Pansy knew, right when she left their presence they could go and immediately begin to gossip and spread the word about her condition.

It was something she would definitely do if the positions were reversed. Deep down she hoped the mudblood Granger was nothing like her, she hoped that was the difference between them.

"When was the baby conceived?"

Pansy began to wring her hands together. "Sometime around August."

Hermione began tearing up her lip as she did the simple math. "So you're around three months pregnant?"

Pansy nodded. "Almost four."

Hermione nodded pensively. "Have you spoken with Madame Pomfrey?"

Pansy vehemently shook her head. "Are you psycho, Granger? She would go straight to Dumbledore who would go straight to my parents. I, in turn, would be in a lot of trouble considering who the father of this baby is."

Hermione looked concerned. "Pansy, sooner rather than later you're going to have to let someone know. You're going to need checkups and don't you want to know what the gender of the baby is going to be? To find all of that out you're going to have to inform an adult. I can't help you with any of that; I don't even feel comfortable with performing a concealment charm on your stomach. I'm not sure what the conditions are when pregnancy is concerned."

Pansy began to tear up as the seriousness of her situation sunk in. "I need help. I can't do this alone." She finally admitted her what had been her fear all along to someone she despised since their first year at Hogwart's.

Hermione felt Draco stand and she watched as he sat next to Pansy and hugged her. Pansy, desperately needing the comfort, began sobbing uncontrollably against him.

Hermione felt bad for the girl. She couldn't even begin to imagine what it must feel like to be pregnant at such a young age on top of being pregnant in this day and age, with the prejudices that still exist. As she watched Draco comfort Pansy until her sobs and tears subsided somewhat, she swallowed down her guilt.

She may not have done anything but she did eavesdrop on them as they had this conversation earlier last month. She knew that when Pansy left she would have to tell Draco. She wanted their relationship to begin without lies and deception.

She shook herself from her thoughts and went to kneel in front of Pansy when she was sure that the girl would be able to understand her.

"The most I can do for you is accompany you to see Madame Pomfrey and possibly Dumbledore. I know that if you are sincere about it, he'll keep this secret with him as long as you want. Just give them a chance to help you."

Pansy wiped her face and reluctantly nodded. She was smart enough to know that she didn't have much of a choice and she hoped that Granger was right when it came to Dumbledore. She knew her parents wouldn't be understanding at all.

Hermione got back up on her feet before sitting back in her previous spot. Draco stayed next to Pansy, rubbing her shoulders.

"When do you want to go?"

Pansy groaned. "Granger, I would rather talk about this some other time. I'm rather famished here so I'm gonna go grab whatever food I can."

She stood up and Draco led her to the door. When he made sure that she had safely exited Draco made his way back and lay down with his head in Hermione's lap.

"You are one compassionate woman. If it were anyone else they would've cursed Pansy before even hearing what she had to say."

Hermione blushed and shrugged at the compliment.

"She's in a situation that a girl her age shouldn't be in. Merlin's Beard, what is she doing having sex at this age," she shook her head at the promiscuous tendencies of teenagers. "I digress, she shouldn't have to handle this alone but I did take a gamble helping her. She might just go back to her old ways after the baby is born."

She looked down at Draco and saw his silent nod. She rubbed his scalp and began raking her fingers through his hair. Hopefully, telling him that she already knew that Pansy was pregnant because she eavesdropped on their private conversation, wouldn't anger him too much.

"Draco, I need to tell you something."

Draco opened his eyes and looked at her. "What is it? Is it bad?"

Hermione bit her lip. "Well, I guess it depends on the person," she took a deep breath and leaned her head back against the couch. "It was about a month ago. Remember when we had that rather nasty confrontation one night after dinner."

She felt him nod his head. "Well, I was doing my rounds later that night while trying not to find you and curse you something terrible, when I came across a pair of voices." She paused here waiting to see if he could figure it out on his own.

"Hermione?" she heard his whisper. "What are you talking about?"

"I accidentally heard you and Pansy talking about her pregnancy and what she should do about it." She squeezed her eyes shut but they opened wide when she heard chuckling.

She looked down. "What's so amusing here? I invaded your private conversation."

Draco rolled his eyes and righted into a sitting position. "Oh please, that conversation was hardly important. She didn't take heed to one word I said."

He kissed her temple and laughed some more when he noticed Hermione calm considerably.

"Don't worry about it. Can we move on from the Pansy debacle now."

"It's not a debacle...One more question."

Draco sighed exaggeratedly and lay his head back down on Hermione's lap. "What is it?"

He moaned when her hands resumed their stroking.

"Do you know who the father is?"

Draco snorted before replying. "Finch-Fletchley."

Hermione's eyebrows shot up. "Justin Finch-Fletchley? How in the bloody hell did that happen."

Draco grabbed Hermione's wrists and pulled her down. "I wisely did not ask."

She opened her mouth to ask what he was doing but was interrupted when Draco smashed his lips against hers. To get more comfortable he moved until he was laying on top of Hermione across the stretch of the couch.

Hermione pushed against Draco's chest. "What time is it?"

Draco groaned as he kissed his way down her neck and to her collarbone. "Doesn't matter. No classes."

Hermione squealed when Draco nipped at her skin. "Draco, I have a meeting with Blaise after lunch and he should be walking in at-"

"Oh, Merlin have mercy, could you two get a proper room."

"...any moment." Hermione finished lamely. Draco rolled off of her to the floor before standing and shaking Blaise's hand.

"Nice to see you, Blaise."

Blaise nodded. "Draco. Never a dull moment."

Draco smirked. "Hermione, love, I'll be back later. Gonna check on Pansy." Blaises' eyes widened at Draco's words.

Hermione beckoned him over and gave him a chaste kiss. "Tell her to think about when she would want to go and," she pulled his ear next to her mouth. "We'll finish up later."

She kissed his cheek and sent a whistling Draco out of the common room.

Blaise propped his hip against the back of the couch. "Do I want to ask?"

Hermione shook her head. "Let's just get this started."

I know its short but its out really fast. This is the fastest I've ever updated, I think. Sooooooo, YAY for me. Yeah, how grateful is Pansy, lol. Also I was thinking that I should stop dragging out the days and skip almost straight to Christmas break and just move the story on for weeks at a time or something like that. I don't know yet, I haven't thought about it too much but it is getting tiring writing day by day. Anywho, I thought the father of the baby was very funny. Such an odd pair.Who would've thunk it. So I hope you like it and don't forget to let me know. TOOTLES, MUAH! You guys are really great.