(Hermione Granger-Weasley, I can read your mind! O.o lol more like your review. I already had the chapter written and I uploaded it for you. Thought it might frighten you :P and to AriesPrincess-Slyffindor, I lost mine at 15, and low and behold got pregnant. So meh, I can't really say too much about Hermione having sex so early. Thanks for the reviews so far, guys!)

Chapter 11

Everything was crashing in on Hermione. She needed her friends, her parents, everyone she missed so dearly. She sat on the closed toilet lid, gazing down at the muggle pregnancy test in her hand. She chewed her lip, tears threatening to pour from her eyes.

The little pink plus told her so much. She was pregnant. With Remus' child. In the past. What would this do to her body? Would the child be normal? She groaned and stood, vanishing the test before exiting the bathroom.

Summer was slowly coming to an end and the young couple were wishing it would have lasted longer. They needed more time alone. Hermione somehow knew that she'd be with Remus forever. Now this was testing her faith in their relationship. How would he react to a pregnancy?

She climbed the stairs to the boys' dorms two at a time, lingering at the door before knocking ever so gently. She entered before he could answer and shuffled to his bed, taking a seat next to him slowly.

"Remus. I need to tell you something," she murmured, not very sure of herself.

Remus lifted his head from the book he'd been reading, worry now written all over his features, "What's the matter?" He closed his book and took her hands in his own.

"I just took a pregnancy test. It was positive."

The two stared at each other, both with eyes wide. Remus suddenly pulled her into an embrace, "I'm so sorry."

"Wha- what do you have to be sorry about?" This was not the reaction she'd been expecting.

"You told me you were worried about getting pregnant and I still pushed you for sex," he clung to her, his face buried in her shoulder.

"What are we going to do?" Hermione whimpered.

"Be responsible."

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Two months passed and fifth year was in full swing. Hermione had been vomiting what seemed like every ten minutes for the past month, passing it off as the flu. She'd already missed a week of classes and was having to cram in studying to keep up.

The couple had decided to keep this a secret for as long as possible, but finally agreed to tell Lily and James. Naturally, within a week, Sirius and Peter knew as well. Then the entire school followed suit (Peter's doing, of course).

Everywhere Hermione went, girls and boys alike would whisper 'slut' or 'whore' under their breath, even though they all had sex regularly. You weren't a slut until you got pregnant. Hermione and Remus were at their wits end, and Remus had already gotten in trouble for fighting with a boy that punched Hermione in the stomach.

"Mr. Lupin, I do sympathize, but you cannot retaliate. You must find a teacher to solve the issue," Professor McGonagall preached. Remus sneered, anger written all over his face. It wasn't fair. How could she expect him to just sit by and allow someone to hurt his Hermione?

"Fine."

"A little less attitude. Now go on," Professor McGonagall dismissed him with a wave of her hand. He hopped up from the chair and stormed from her office, slamming the door behind himself.

Hermione was in the corridor outside crying, and as soon as she saw Remus, she jumped up and pulled him into a bone breaking hug. He could feel the three month old swell of her belly against his. It almost made him smile, had he not been so angry.

"I'm sorry," he whispered into her ear, stroking her curls back from her face.

Hermione didn't reply, just sobbed. He ushered her down the corridor and up to Gryffindor Tower as quickly as possible.

A month more passed and brought Christmas with it. Gryffindor Tower was littered with decorations, Christmas trees, and snowy ceilings. Hermione's spirits lifted quite a bit at this, knowing now that she and Remus could make it through. Most of the kids in the castle had settled down with their taunting and now, some of the same girls that had picked on Hermione wanted to feel her growing belly.

Remus ushered his girlfriend into the common room Christmas morning, gesturing to the ton of presents under the tree. Hermione beamed and nearly dove for them, jerking paper off of boxes as if her life depended on it.

The usual things surfaced: clothes, pajamas, jewelry, and the load of baby clothes in every color imaginable, but one present stuck out to Hermione. It was wrapped the exact same way as Remus' mysterious present from last Christmas.

Butterflies rose in her belly as she opened the last present, glancing over at Remus to see that he'd picked up on the object as well. Inside was a locket of the most beautiful gold. She cracked it open, and out poured Remus' voice.

A soft, effervescent mist slid out of the locket and to Hermione's belly, dancing around it in the shape of a fox. Hermione giggled and listened to the older Remus' voice, "Daddy loves you. He can't wait to see you again... Hermione, I've waited twenty years to hold my child in my arms again. I love you, and our son."

With that, the mist and the voice flew back inside the locket and the couple watched it snap closed. Hermione was choking on her tears, eyes closed heavily, "Twenty years..."

"Hermione.."

"Twenty years. You have to wait twenty years!" Hermione sobbed out. Remus reached out to her but she shunned him, curling her knees up to her chest as best as she could.

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"I just don't get why we have so much snow, but as soon as it hits February it feels like an oven outside," Lily fussed as the girls headed out to the lake. Hermione wore a one piece bathing suit and sarong, while Lily was clad in a pink two piece and large sunhat, getting wolf whistles and cat calls from every direction.

"I'm fat," Hermione pouted, hating the fact that her six month old pregnancy body wasn't getting the same attention as Lily's toned, tanned form.

"You're pregnant," Lily snickered, "Get over it."

They spread out their towels and stretched out on the grass, both hoping to catch some sun. Hermione had been cooped up inside for weeks and was thrilled just to go outside for a while, much less all the way to the lake.

Hermione placed a hand over her swollen belly, gazing out at the lake with wishing eyes. She wished she was back home already. She was ready for all of this to be over. Her eyes floated over to Lily who was now on her belly, studying her Charms book with vigor.

Sirius sauntered out to the lake, squatting in front of the girls, "Hullo, ladies!"

"What?" Lily sneered.

"Attitude," he smirked and flicked her in the rear. Lily smacked his hand away with a glare as Hermione giggled furiously.

"What is it?" Lily inquired with anger laced in her words.

"James wants you," Sirius pointed at the young man about fifty yards away. Lily growled and stood, jogging off toward him.

Sirius stayed where he was, staring now at Hermione. She smirked, "Yes?"

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Sirius sat cross-legged in front of her.

"Boy," she sighed, "We think."

"You think?" He quirked a brow and tilted his head slightly in confusion.

"Just a mother's intuition," Hermione shrugged, knowing damn well that the baby was a boy. Remus' locket had made this very clear.

"Ah. Well, I hope it is a boy. Then I can rough house with him," Sirius beamed.

"I hope so too," Hermione forced a smile, knowing full well that she'd be gone well before Sirius had a chance to rough house with her son.

This saddened her considerably, but she didn't allow the emotion to reach the surface. She forced a smile and swallowed hard.

Just then Remus showed up. He lifted Sirius by the shirt collar with a smirk, "Bye."

Hermione giggled and watched as Sirius, grumbling, walked off toward Lily and James. Remus settled himself down beside her, a hand running over her belly.

"Mine," he smiled warmly, placing a kiss on her forehead.

Hermione nodded and grinned, her own hand grazing over her swollen abdomen. The baby would always kick roughly when Remus was around. Somehow the little bugger knew his daddy. She leaned into him and nuzzled his face, leaving kisses all over his cheeks. He smiled and caught her lips, placing a light kiss their.

"I love you," he mumbled against her mouth.

"I love you too," she smiled warmly.

"Miss Evans," Dumbledore's booming voice broke their family moment. Hermione cocked her head up, solemn expression flooding her features, "It's ready."

"What's ready?" Hermione frowned. Suddenly she realized what he meant. The time turner. "Not now!" She clutched her belly protectively.

"We'll see," he beckoned her to follow him back to the castle.

(Cliffie! Sorry guys, just seemed like a good place to stop for the night. I've already updated three times today! :) although I love writing for you all. Please review!)