A/N: Hey guys, so sorry this has taken some time to post, I had major writers block and no matter how many times I wrote the chapter, it didn't sound right. Also I have finally got a part-time job in a brand new store so I've been working almost everyday to set it up and just haven't had time to write. But I'm back on part-time now so any free days I'm going to spend writing and plus it's almost 2 hours journey so I'll write then. I'm just working out schedules so I will more than likely update once or twice a week rather than every couple of days.

Hope you've all had a good life in the meantime.

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Trouble in the Sweet Shop

Chapter 11

Hermione stayed in bed all week, feeling sick and drained of energy, she wasn't worried, she was stressed out and felt that it had drained her of all she had left. She had been stupid, she was afraid of what her life had become. She knew she had run away like a little girl, away from her life and away from her pain to hide her own embarrassment but she didn't care at the moment, she just wanted to sleep.

"Hermione I've called the Doctor, you have an appointment at 11." Her mother shut the door to her bedroom and exited. The brunette followed her mother, she was a complete mess. Her hair was knotted and she was wearing baggy dirty pajamas, "Mom I've told you I'll be fine, it's just a bug" She fixed herself a drink and sat in the lounge.

"Hermione you have been in bed for a week, I am your mother and I am worried, I've listened to you moan and watched you roam about the house like you're on deaths door and I am sick of this, you will go to the doctor" She kissed Hermione on the head and walked towards the front door. "And take a shower, you look a mess" With that she exited the house and left Hermione in shock and feeling like a child being told off by her mother.

By 10:50 Hermione was showered and dressed in her muggle clothes, she apparated on the spot to an alley just outside of her doctors and walking around into the reception and up to the desk to face the old lady behind the desk.

"Excuse me I have an appointment at 11" She looked at the receptionist and gave a weak smile, she didn't want to be here but she knew her mother would never rest until she knew Hermione was OK.

"Take a seat and the doctor will be with you shortly." Waiting for the doctor felt like an eternity, Hermione sat reading every information poster on the wall and found herself drifting off into her own little world when finally she was shocked back to reality by the receptionist. "Miss Granger the doctor will see you now, if you'd just like to walk down to room 2." Hermione nodded and stood, she made her way into the room and sat opposite the doctor, looking up she saw a balding man with white hair. This was stupid she was a trainee healer herself, why did she need this person to look over her, she was fine, it was just a cold.

"What seems to be the problem Miss Granger" The old man smiled and reminded Hermione of her grandfather.

"Well It's my mother worrying, I'm sure It's just a bug but I'm drained of energy and I feel sick sometimes. I'm really emotional and just want to sleep." She rushed through her explanation, feeling completely stupid about being here and just wanted to go home.

"How long have you had these symptoms?"

"Just over a week."

"Have you been sexually active recently?" Hermione blushed, what had this got to do with anything. She was speechless, having this man remind her of her grandfather was hard, how could she tell this old man about her sex life, she wouldn't even tell Ginny about it.

"erm...what has..th..this got to do with me being ill?" Hermione squeaked this out and feeling like a child, hung her head in shame.

"In order to properly diagnose you, I need to know how you live your life, plus i will not judge you, I am a professional"

"Well I have been...but not for a couple of week" She was humiliated, going completely red now she just wanted to run and never come back.

"And when was the last time you had your period?" Hermione's face fell, she snapped her head up and was shocked into realisation. She closed her eyes and shook her head. She laughed in a nervous way and stood.

"No way, I'm not, I've just got a bug, This can't be happening. I don't want a baby this young" Her laughter soon turned to tears and she sank onto her seat crying into her hands.

"Miss Granger, we will need you to take a test to get the final results" Hermione nodded, trying to process the news that she may be a mother at the young age of 18.

Hermione had finished at the doctors and was trying to process everything that was told to her, she was numb and couldn't think straight. She had taken the test and didn't like the outcome and decided to walk home instead of apparating, hoping it would clear her head.

After a very slow walk, she reached her house, her parents were still at work which she was grateful for. She couldn't tell them she was pregnant, not yet, they didn't even know she was dating, yet alone dating her ex-enemy, that's if she was still dating Draco, she would have to talk to him. How would he take the news of becoming a father? What if he didn't want to know? She began to cry and so she decided she would wait, wait until she had gotten used to the fact that she was going to be a parent before she dropped this bomb on anyone else.

A/N: Sorry it's short but I felt this was as good as it could be without putting anymore to it.

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