Hermione and Draco were back in their living quarters. Hermione was crying hysterically. She had stormed out of Dumbledore's office, after her parents told her she was no longer part of the family. Draco was holding Hermione close to him. He was stroking her hair.
"Shhh, Hermione. It's ok. You still have me. That's all that matters. We'll get through this." Draco said, trying to calm her down. She slowly started to calm down.
"Draco, was your mother serious when she said that I could stay with her?" Hermione asked
"Yes. My mother was being very serious." Draco said. They stayed like this for an hour or two.
"I inherit The Malfoy Manor in a few months, when I turn 17, you know. We can officially move in then." Draco said.
"But where will your parents live?" Hermione asked.
"They already have a small cottage a few miles away." Draco explained.
"We can really stay there? The place will really be ours?" Hermione said. Draco nodded. They went to bed that night, planning out what they were going to do when the baby was born.
Hermione and Draco woke up early the next day and headed downstairs for breakfast. Draco went to sit at the Slytherin table and Hermione went to sit at the Gryffindor table. Everyone went silent when they entered the hall. Hermione sat down in between Lavender and Parvati.
"Why is everyone staying at me?" Hermione asked, starting to poor herself bowl of cereal.
"Everyone found out about you and Draco." Lavender whispered. Hermione started choking on her cereal.
"What?! How did they find out?" Hermione asked shockingly.
"Ron and Harry saw your parents coming into the school, so they decided to spy on them. When they heard you were, you know, they instantly started to tell everyone." Lavender explained. Hermione was on the verge of tears.
AT THE SLYTHERIN TABLE
Draco sat down in between Blaise and Pansy. They were looking at him funny. He started buttering his toast. Draco soon noticed the other Slytherins' staying at him. He turned to look at Pansy.
"Why is everyone staying at me?" Draco asked. Pansy looked at him disgustedly.
"Because everyone found out how you knocked up that mud-blood." Pansy said. Draco's mouth dropped open in shock. He looked over at the Gryffindor table just in time to see Hermione rushing out of the Great Hall. Draco got up from the table and ran after Hermione. She ran all the way up to their living quarters, Draco following close behind.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Draco asked. Hermione turned and looked at him. There were tears running down her face.
"Everyone knows, Draco! Everyone knows because of those gay ass prats!" Hermione cried.
"Wait. What gay ass prats?" Draco questions.
"Ron and fucking Harry!" Hermione said.
"(Gasp) Those basterds!" Draco said. Hermione was about to say something, when she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. There was a splashing sound; Hermione was being sick again.
"People would've found out anyway." Draco called. Hermione came out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, but still. This is way too soon. I don't think I can go to classes today. I don't think I can handle people staring at me all day." Hermione said.
"At least try. And if you feel that you can't do it, then, we'll figure something out." Draco said. Hermione breathed a deep sigh.
"Fine." Hermione said. They both got ready for their first class: Hermione was off to Transfiguration, Draco, Potions.