A/N Thank you for the lists of names. It was a great way to give me some
inspiration for this chapter.
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I set my bag down on a bed in the room and just sat for a while. Things were starting to become crazy around our school. And I have a feeling that locking ten girls and a baby in one wing of a hospital wasn't all that good.
"Hello Hermione." I jumped a foot. I turned and realized that Susan Bones was standing behind me.
"Can we talk for a while?" She asked as she sat down on my bed.
"Sure." That was all that I could think of. She was holding her little girl in her arms. I looked at the baby and was surprised at what I saw. Red hair and freckles.
"Yes. Ron is the father." She told me. I turned beet red.
"We started dating the spring of our fifth year. We were out near my house one day when he disappeared for five hours. I was pretty worried. Then he came back, and he didn't remember anything from those five hours. He disappeared on a number of occasions, and then he wouldn't remember what had happened. The night he attacked you after the ball, he couldn't remember anything. Then one night over Christmas break he disappeared. The next thing I heard was that he was in Jr. Azkaban. That's the same day I found out I was pregnant with Alissa." She starts to cry a bit. I fish a Kleenex out of a box and hand it to her.
"It will be ok Susan." I told her. Little Alissa started to wake up.
"I just want to know why he did that. I thought he loved me. Now Alissa will never be able to meet her daddy." She starts to cry again. Little Alissa reached up and patted her mother's face.
I hugged both of them. "I was friends with Ron for five years. I think that there was some sort of Imperious curse on him. He wouldn't just abandon anyone." I told her.
"Hey ladies lets all come over here and get to know each other a bit more." Blaise Zambini called over to us. We all got in a circle and just sat for a few minutes.
"Well," Blaise states, "I might as well start. I'm Blaise Zambini. I'm 17 years old. I am engaged to Christopher Hermes. I am also five months pregnant with his child." She starts off. Susan is next.
"I'm Susan Bones. I'm 17 years old. My daughter is Alissa Weasley. She is Ron Weasley's daughter." Next is Lavender.
"I'm Lavender Brown. I'm 16 years old. I'll be seventeen on April 18th. I'm engaged to Harry Potter. And I'm 3 months pregnant with Harry's baby."
Now it's my turn.
"I'm Hermione Granger. I'm 17 years old. I'm engaged to the Head Boy and also 3 months pregnant with his baby." Blaise jumps up and hugs me.
"I'm so glad that you and Draco are together. God. Your kid will have great genes." We all laugh at that comment. We get back to introductions.
'I'm Natalie McDonald. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Seamus Finnagian. Ironically I'm also pregnant. But I'm only 2 months along."
"I'm Eloise Midgen. I'm 17. I'm engaged to Neville Longbottom. I'm four months pregnant." She whispers. I feel bad for having made fun of her in our fourth year. At least she found a nice guy.
"I'm Padma Patil. I'm 17 years old. I'm engaged to Ernie MacMillan. I'm 2 months pregnant with according to Ernie "The best qudditch player since Potter"." We all laugh at that comment. Typical Ernie.
"I'm Hannah Abbot. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Terry Boot. I'm three weeks pregnant." She is turning beet red with her admittance. We continue on.
"I'm Laura Madley. I'm 17 years old. I'm two and a half months pregnant. I'm also engaged to Malcolm Baddock." She turns to me. "Must just be something attractive about those Slytherin guys." We both laugh. The last girl takes her turn.
"I'm Lisa Turpin. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Kevin Whitby. I'm three months pregnant." We are all finished. Many of us start side conversations. When we finally look at a clock it is already one in the morning. We have talked for almost four hours straight. We all head to bed even though we don't have to be early since tomorrow's a Sunday and we are locked in this wing anyway. Susan and Alissa have the bed next to mine and Lavender has the one on the other side. It almost seems like a giant sleepover, except that we can't leave. I hope that the fight doesn't have to happen, or that no one is hurt. Especially Draco and Harry. And everyone else's loved ones. I don't even want to think about what would happen if anyone from Hogwarts died. It was hard enough when Cedric died. And poor Cho took it so hard. Then after she committed suicide that awful summer it was as if the whole school had changed. We all realized how bad it is to lose some one that you love. And how it affects so many people. I remember how Cedric's death affected Harry. He never was the same. He started to worry about safety. He basically took my job over. He wouldn't even let any girl walk to Hogsmead by herself. But I should stop dwelling on the past and get some sleep.
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I set my bag down on a bed in the room and just sat for a while. Things were starting to become crazy around our school. And I have a feeling that locking ten girls and a baby in one wing of a hospital wasn't all that good.
"Hello Hermione." I jumped a foot. I turned and realized that Susan Bones was standing behind me.
"Can we talk for a while?" She asked as she sat down on my bed.
"Sure." That was all that I could think of. She was holding her little girl in her arms. I looked at the baby and was surprised at what I saw. Red hair and freckles.
"Yes. Ron is the father." She told me. I turned beet red.
"We started dating the spring of our fifth year. We were out near my house one day when he disappeared for five hours. I was pretty worried. Then he came back, and he didn't remember anything from those five hours. He disappeared on a number of occasions, and then he wouldn't remember what had happened. The night he attacked you after the ball, he couldn't remember anything. Then one night over Christmas break he disappeared. The next thing I heard was that he was in Jr. Azkaban. That's the same day I found out I was pregnant with Alissa." She starts to cry a bit. I fish a Kleenex out of a box and hand it to her.
"It will be ok Susan." I told her. Little Alissa started to wake up.
"I just want to know why he did that. I thought he loved me. Now Alissa will never be able to meet her daddy." She starts to cry again. Little Alissa reached up and patted her mother's face.
I hugged both of them. "I was friends with Ron for five years. I think that there was some sort of Imperious curse on him. He wouldn't just abandon anyone." I told her.
"Hey ladies lets all come over here and get to know each other a bit more." Blaise Zambini called over to us. We all got in a circle and just sat for a few minutes.
"Well," Blaise states, "I might as well start. I'm Blaise Zambini. I'm 17 years old. I am engaged to Christopher Hermes. I am also five months pregnant with his child." She starts off. Susan is next.
"I'm Susan Bones. I'm 17 years old. My daughter is Alissa Weasley. She is Ron Weasley's daughter." Next is Lavender.
"I'm Lavender Brown. I'm 16 years old. I'll be seventeen on April 18th. I'm engaged to Harry Potter. And I'm 3 months pregnant with Harry's baby."
Now it's my turn.
"I'm Hermione Granger. I'm 17 years old. I'm engaged to the Head Boy and also 3 months pregnant with his baby." Blaise jumps up and hugs me.
"I'm so glad that you and Draco are together. God. Your kid will have great genes." We all laugh at that comment. We get back to introductions.
'I'm Natalie McDonald. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Seamus Finnagian. Ironically I'm also pregnant. But I'm only 2 months along."
"I'm Eloise Midgen. I'm 17. I'm engaged to Neville Longbottom. I'm four months pregnant." She whispers. I feel bad for having made fun of her in our fourth year. At least she found a nice guy.
"I'm Padma Patil. I'm 17 years old. I'm engaged to Ernie MacMillan. I'm 2 months pregnant with according to Ernie "The best qudditch player since Potter"." We all laugh at that comment. Typical Ernie.
"I'm Hannah Abbot. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Terry Boot. I'm three weeks pregnant." She is turning beet red with her admittance. We continue on.
"I'm Laura Madley. I'm 17 years old. I'm two and a half months pregnant. I'm also engaged to Malcolm Baddock." She turns to me. "Must just be something attractive about those Slytherin guys." We both laugh. The last girl takes her turn.
"I'm Lisa Turpin. I'm 16 years old. I'm engaged to Kevin Whitby. I'm three months pregnant." We are all finished. Many of us start side conversations. When we finally look at a clock it is already one in the morning. We have talked for almost four hours straight. We all head to bed even though we don't have to be early since tomorrow's a Sunday and we are locked in this wing anyway. Susan and Alissa have the bed next to mine and Lavender has the one on the other side. It almost seems like a giant sleepover, except that we can't leave. I hope that the fight doesn't have to happen, or that no one is hurt. Especially Draco and Harry. And everyone else's loved ones. I don't even want to think about what would happen if anyone from Hogwarts died. It was hard enough when Cedric died. And poor Cho took it so hard. Then after she committed suicide that awful summer it was as if the whole school had changed. We all realized how bad it is to lose some one that you love. And how it affects so many people. I remember how Cedric's death affected Harry. He never was the same. He started to worry about safety. He basically took my job over. He wouldn't even let any girl walk to Hogsmead by herself. But I should stop dwelling on the past and get some sleep.
