I knew there was only one more person that I had to talk to. That was Professor McGonagall. Now, I was very thankful for Professor Dumbledore's reaction, but I doubted that I could be so lucky as with McGonagall. I took a deep breath and knocked on her door.
"Who is it?" Called her voice from the other side.
"It's Hermione Granger," I said nervously.
"Oh, come on in, Hermione."
I stepped into the office I had been in so many times before. Always working on something as a prefect or Head Girl, I had often had to come here. But now it was different. Now would be the first time I would most likely get lectured in this office.
I took a deep breath. Then, without stopping, and my eyes glued to the floor, I spilled my story for what seemed like the hundreth time today. "I made a big mistake. I lost my viriginity and now I'm pregnant. I'm really sorry, and I realize the mistake that I made, but there's nothing that can be done about it now. I'm so sorry."
Professor McGongall looked directly at me. "I am surprised at you, Hermione Granger. You are the Head Girl of this school. You need to be a role model and set an example for the others in this school. Now, may I even ask who is the father of this child? Is it Potter or Weasley?"
I gulped and said, "Well, it's neither Professor. It's... Draco Malfoy."
"Hermione! I am so surprised that you could even let someone like that..." she trailed off as she saw the tears running down my face. "Why, Hermione, I..." She looked very uncomfortable in this situation. "Please stop crying, it will get you nowhere. Now, the best thing to do right now is to go talk to Dumbledore about this."
"I aready did," I sniffed.
"Oh, well, that's good. Umm, go run along, I have nothing else to say to you."
About a week past, and it was a normal week, as if nothing had happened. Well, except for the fact that Ron wasn't really speaking to me. I don't know what his problem is. At least I have Harry. Without Harry, I would never have been able to get through this.
It was early in the morning and we were at breakfast. I got two owls that morning, carrying two letters. One from Draco, one from my parents. I opened the one from Draco first.
Hermione-
Sorry about that. I figured you'd be smart enough to use protection. And on your first shot, too. Wow. Okay, I'll send the money every month, I don't want to get in trouble with the law. But I never want to see you or the kid ever.
-Draco
I always knew that Malfoy had no heart. Didn't even want to see his own kid. Well, that was fine with me. I'd get through on my own.
My heart pounding, I opened the letter from my parents next. I was dreading what it would say.
Dear Hermione,
I'm sure you know that we can't begin to express how disappointed we are. We have always been so proud of you and everything you've done. It's hard for us to believe you would do something like this. We think you've realized your mistake and learned your lesson, though. So we agreed that we will support you emotionally in this time. Financially is a different story. Since this is your life and your mistake, you need to support yourself. If you desperately need some money, we'll send it to you, but you have to try and manage on your own. Remember we always love you, and we miss you.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Of course, that response was to be expected, but I started to cry anyway. Harry noticed and said to me, "Don't cry, Mione. Please. It will be okay."
"I'm sorry, Harry," I sniffed. "I just can't help it."
"Well, you'd better get over it," Ron threw at me, "because we have to go to Potions now."
Even though Ron was being really nasty about it, I knew he was right. We did have to go to Potions- my least favorite class.
As soon as I walked through the door, I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. And, no, it wasn't morning sickness. All the Slytherins stopped talking and turned to stare at me. Blaise Zabini stood up and walked towards me.
"Hermione Granger," she said to me. Well, not just to me, but the whole room. Everyone was listening to her, and she knew it. "I guess you'll have a lot on your hands, in nine months." She smiled sneakily. "So, will it be a boy or a girl?"
I slid into my seat and buried my head in my hands.
Pansy chimed in. "I bet you want a girl. But what if Draco wants a boy?" She emphasized Malfoy's name.
"Hey, just leave her alone!" I heard a voice shout. At first I thought it was Harry, but then I realized that it was Ron.
"What are you sticking up for her, Weasley?" asked Blaise. "Wish it was your child?"
Ron didn't have time to retort, though, as Professor Snape walked in the door. Blaise waltzed back to her seat, and as she passed me, she whispered, "I wonder what Snape will think about your little predicament."
What did she mean by that? I wondered. How would Snape possibly know?
Ron sat down next to Harry, two seats away from me. He muttered gruffly down the table, "I need to talk to you after class, Hermione." I just nodded.
Professor Snape stood in front of the class. "Today, students," he began, "We will not be working much with Potions. I want you to write a three foot long essay. Your topic is 'The Biggest Mistake Of My Life.'" He then looked right at me, and smiled evilly.
That was the last straw. I raised my hand, and without waiting to be called on, I said, "That's not fair, Professor. This is Potions class. That essay has nothing to do with Potions."
"Ah, but I am especially looking forward to reading yours. Unless you'd rather come up here and tell the class right now your biggest mistake."
I stood flat on my feet and looked Snape in the eye. "I refuse to write that essay."
I heard a few students gasp. Hermione Granger, Head Girl, model student, refusing to do work? Well, it was no wonder. Everyone knew what her biggest mistake was.
"If you don't like it," Snape said coolly, "You can leave. And fail this class."
That was all I needed. All my anger boiled over. I grabbed all my stuff and ran from the room.
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A/N: I'm afraid I won't be able to update as often. Summer's ending, schooling starting. School starts in two days, Sept. 4. But I'll try and update at least once a week, maybe even more frequently. Please review!
Thanks to Rosie, super-sailor-saturn39, amaryllis, and unregistered for reviewing!
"Who is it?" Called her voice from the other side.
"It's Hermione Granger," I said nervously.
"Oh, come on in, Hermione."
I stepped into the office I had been in so many times before. Always working on something as a prefect or Head Girl, I had often had to come here. But now it was different. Now would be the first time I would most likely get lectured in this office.
I took a deep breath. Then, without stopping, and my eyes glued to the floor, I spilled my story for what seemed like the hundreth time today. "I made a big mistake. I lost my viriginity and now I'm pregnant. I'm really sorry, and I realize the mistake that I made, but there's nothing that can be done about it now. I'm so sorry."
Professor McGongall looked directly at me. "I am surprised at you, Hermione Granger. You are the Head Girl of this school. You need to be a role model and set an example for the others in this school. Now, may I even ask who is the father of this child? Is it Potter or Weasley?"
I gulped and said, "Well, it's neither Professor. It's... Draco Malfoy."
"Hermione! I am so surprised that you could even let someone like that..." she trailed off as she saw the tears running down my face. "Why, Hermione, I..." She looked very uncomfortable in this situation. "Please stop crying, it will get you nowhere. Now, the best thing to do right now is to go talk to Dumbledore about this."
"I aready did," I sniffed.
"Oh, well, that's good. Umm, go run along, I have nothing else to say to you."
About a week past, and it was a normal week, as if nothing had happened. Well, except for the fact that Ron wasn't really speaking to me. I don't know what his problem is. At least I have Harry. Without Harry, I would never have been able to get through this.
It was early in the morning and we were at breakfast. I got two owls that morning, carrying two letters. One from Draco, one from my parents. I opened the one from Draco first.
Hermione-
Sorry about that. I figured you'd be smart enough to use protection. And on your first shot, too. Wow. Okay, I'll send the money every month, I don't want to get in trouble with the law. But I never want to see you or the kid ever.
-Draco
I always knew that Malfoy had no heart. Didn't even want to see his own kid. Well, that was fine with me. I'd get through on my own.
My heart pounding, I opened the letter from my parents next. I was dreading what it would say.
Dear Hermione,
I'm sure you know that we can't begin to express how disappointed we are. We have always been so proud of you and everything you've done. It's hard for us to believe you would do something like this. We think you've realized your mistake and learned your lesson, though. So we agreed that we will support you emotionally in this time. Financially is a different story. Since this is your life and your mistake, you need to support yourself. If you desperately need some money, we'll send it to you, but you have to try and manage on your own. Remember we always love you, and we miss you.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Of course, that response was to be expected, but I started to cry anyway. Harry noticed and said to me, "Don't cry, Mione. Please. It will be okay."
"I'm sorry, Harry," I sniffed. "I just can't help it."
"Well, you'd better get over it," Ron threw at me, "because we have to go to Potions now."
Even though Ron was being really nasty about it, I knew he was right. We did have to go to Potions- my least favorite class.
As soon as I walked through the door, I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. And, no, it wasn't morning sickness. All the Slytherins stopped talking and turned to stare at me. Blaise Zabini stood up and walked towards me.
"Hermione Granger," she said to me. Well, not just to me, but the whole room. Everyone was listening to her, and she knew it. "I guess you'll have a lot on your hands, in nine months." She smiled sneakily. "So, will it be a boy or a girl?"
I slid into my seat and buried my head in my hands.
Pansy chimed in. "I bet you want a girl. But what if Draco wants a boy?" She emphasized Malfoy's name.
"Hey, just leave her alone!" I heard a voice shout. At first I thought it was Harry, but then I realized that it was Ron.
"What are you sticking up for her, Weasley?" asked Blaise. "Wish it was your child?"
Ron didn't have time to retort, though, as Professor Snape walked in the door. Blaise waltzed back to her seat, and as she passed me, she whispered, "I wonder what Snape will think about your little predicament."
What did she mean by that? I wondered. How would Snape possibly know?
Ron sat down next to Harry, two seats away from me. He muttered gruffly down the table, "I need to talk to you after class, Hermione." I just nodded.
Professor Snape stood in front of the class. "Today, students," he began, "We will not be working much with Potions. I want you to write a three foot long essay. Your topic is 'The Biggest Mistake Of My Life.'" He then looked right at me, and smiled evilly.
That was the last straw. I raised my hand, and without waiting to be called on, I said, "That's not fair, Professor. This is Potions class. That essay has nothing to do with Potions."
"Ah, but I am especially looking forward to reading yours. Unless you'd rather come up here and tell the class right now your biggest mistake."
I stood flat on my feet and looked Snape in the eye. "I refuse to write that essay."
I heard a few students gasp. Hermione Granger, Head Girl, model student, refusing to do work? Well, it was no wonder. Everyone knew what her biggest mistake was.
"If you don't like it," Snape said coolly, "You can leave. And fail this class."
That was all I needed. All my anger boiled over. I grabbed all my stuff and ran from the room.
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A/N: I'm afraid I won't be able to update as often. Summer's ending, schooling starting. School starts in two days, Sept. 4. But I'll try and update at least once a week, maybe even more frequently. Please review!
Thanks to Rosie, super-sailor-saturn39, amaryllis, and unregistered for reviewing!