Title: Romance In France

Rating: R

Summary: I got this challenge from Adultfanfiction but I decided to post it here. Hermione had just graduated from Hogwarts and she quickly discovers that her life is still in grave danger. HG/VK, HG/RL

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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To Blue Rose of the Full Moon: You wait and see on that and also on the other question.

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Chapter 21: Parent's Response

"So what are we going to do now?" Draco asked Bellatrix. "With that Mudblood Granger gone into hiding then you can't get your revenge."

Bellatrix hissed at him and he fell silent.

"I need to find a way to get at her," she said. "And I think I know the way to do just that."

Draco looked at her.

"How?"

She grinned and then said, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

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"So are you looking forward to Hogwarts re-opening?" Hermione asked Severus after he had given her the potion that she had been requested to take.

"No," Severus said. "I'm not looking forward in teaching Dunderheads, especially Potter."

Hermione sighed. She knew that Harry not telling anyone about anything had deepened his hate for the young wizard.

"But at least your not going to Azkaban," Hermione pointed out.

"True, but you might cause Remus to end up there," he pointed out and then left, leaving Hermione to wonder what he meant.

Hermione got a letter from her parents a week later and it wasn't filled with wonderful news. Her eyes filled with tears when she read:

Hermione,

How could you get pregnant and not married? I don't even want to hear about this child.

Mum.

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"Hermione, are you alright?" Ginny asked.

Hermione was still crying and it had been this noise that had brought the young witch to her door.

"Can I come in?" she asked.

There was a pause, a click, and then the door opened.

Ginny noticed the large basket that had come from St. Mungo and then she noticed the state of the room. It looked as though Hermione had almost destroyed everything that she had.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Ginny asked.

But Hermione didn't answer, she just sobbed.

"I'll get mum for you," she told her.

And she left.

Ten minutes later Mrs. Weasley appeared and with Ginny behind her, she closed the door. Mrs. Weasley sat on Hermione's bed and asked her what was wrong. Hermione pointed to the letter and she took it.

"Oh dear," she muttered, after reading it.

"Th-They hate me," Hermione sobbed. "I-It wasn't m-my fault."

"I know it wasn't," Mrs. Weasley said. "And they have no right to call themselves parents if they don't understand that things happen."

Ginny looked confused at all this.

"What's going on here?" she asked.

Hermione handed her the letter and she looked it over.

"Y-Your pregnant," she muttered.

Hermione nodded.

"Mum, you support this," she said.

Hermione burst into more tears and Mrs. Weasley gave her a hard look.

"Don't you dare do this to Hermione," she snapped. "Don't you dare? This girl doesn't need this problem."

"Oh, so I'm going to have to remain silent, am I?" she said.

Her mother gave her a venomous look.

"Well I'm not going to be silent," she snarled. "Hermione is suppose to be an excellent example for students, especially girls. Now all she is a two-it whore."

Her mother got up and slapped her across the face as Hermione wailed.

"Get out of here, Ginny, and if you as so much as breath a word of this, so help me."

Ginny bolted from the room.