This chappy is pretty short, sorry, but that's how its written! I'll update again soon, maybe even today, since I'm home sick from school and all. Woohoo. Funfunfun.

~ ~ ~

Chapter 6: Uh-oh

For the next few weeks, Hermione didn't risk going to Severus' office. She sent him an owl explaining why, and told him she'd meet him when she could. One day she received an owl under the pretnese that it was from her mother and father.

"But they're muggles! How did they get an owl?" Ron looked suspicious.

"Honestly, Ron, I sent them one, and they replied?" Hermione was exasperated, and Ron immediately was sorry. She had been extremely touchy for the past week or so. She had laso been going to Madame Pomfrey to get potions for her stomach. She had been throwing up. She said she had a bad case of the flu. Neither of the boys suspected anything, but Hermione was scared. Her period hadn't come for six weeks. It should have come two weeks ago. She tried to ignore this, telling herself it was thrown off because her of sickness, but she knew this was not the case, since she'd only been sick for a week.

She waited until Charms class to read the note.

Dear Hermione,

You seem upset about something. Will you meet me in Hogsmeade tomorrow? We can talk after you somehow get rid of Potter and Weasley. Meet me behind the Three Broomsticks at one o'clock. Can't wait to see you.

S.

Hermione sucked in her breath. Was it really that obvious something was wrong? Should she tell him what she suspected?

No. She wouldn't tell him yet. She didn't want to think about it.

Harry and Ron were working on their homework already. They had obviously decided the letter was a private family matter, since Hermione was so protective of it. Hermione quickly folded the letter and stuffed it in the bottom of her bag.

She focused on her schoolwork for the rest of the day, barely nodding at Severus in Potions to show her consent.

"Hogsmeade weekend tomorrow! Great, I need to get more Dung- parchment," Ron amended hastily when he saw Filch coming. The caretaker glared at them suspiciously when he passes, but could see nothing wrong with what they were doing.

Early the next morning they got up and went to the Great Hall for breakfast. Everyone was eagerly awaiting going to Hogsmeade. Hermione was very quiet during breakfast, pushing her food around and not eating it. On the way to the village, Ron and Harry kept glancing at her, but both of them were afraid to say anything.

"Will you two stop looking at me like that? I am perfectly fine. I am not going to faint in front of your eyes or anything," she snapped, getting fed up with their furtive glances.

What Hermione relaly wanted to do was go throw up again. She hadn't eaten anything for breakfast, but her stimach was still convulsing. She wanted to curl up in bed and go back to sleep. She wanted to screw up her face and bawl at the neaning of this.

Harry and Ron distractedc her by trying to test out Zonko's items on her, and she gratefully accpeted this peace offering.

Around noon they decided to head to the Three Broomsticks for some butterbeer. By the time they got their seats and drinks, Hermione had to meet Severus. She excused herslef, saying she had to go to the bathroom.

She ran out behind the pub, starting to feel slightly sick from the butterbeer she had drunk. Severus caught her arms and pulled her close. She broke down and started sobbing. He wrapped his arms around her and leaned his head aginst hers. She stood there, enveloped in his arms, quietly crying.

"Shh, it's okay." He stroked her back. She lifted her tear-stained face and he wiped her cheeks with a gentle finger. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Hermione took a deep breath. She hadn't planned on telling him, but it tumbled out anyway. "I-I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.

All color drained from Severus' face. "You-what?"

"I think I'm pregnant," she repeated a little louder. The words out loud made the possiblilty a reality.

"Are you sure? How do you know?" Severus was now looking slightly panicked. Whatever he had expected, this certainly wasn't it.

"No, I don't know for sure." Severus looked relieved. "But I have, you know, signs. Like, no period. Morning sickness. Mood swings." She looked somewhat hopeless.

Severus hugged her. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. We'll figure out what to do when we know for sure, all right?" he said gently. She looked up at him with a frightened look, but nodded.

"All right."

"Now, you need to get back, but I'll send you a note." Severus sent her off with a kiss and then slumped against the wall. He put his face in his hands. This was not good. If Hermione was pregnant, how could they hide it?

He shook his head and walked back toward the school. What would happen, would happen. They would have to figure out what to do with the child, as well. He didn't think Hermione would want it, and he certainly couldn't take care of one at Hogwarts.

Hermione walked back into the Three Broomsticks and wiped her eyes. She kept her head down so Harry and Ron couldn't see her reddened eyes. They noticed something was wrong, however, and asked her.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just notfeeling too well again." They decided to head back to Hogwarts so Hermione could get something for her stomach.

~ ~ ~

see, told you it was short. Well, r/r please! I'll update only if I get reviews! Cuz otherwise that means no one read them and whats the point of posting if no one reads?