A/N: To Tesa: I know this story is moving fast, and I like it that way. It makes the colours in my head move faster! Please don't ask about that last comment. To Cass-7: Thanks for the comment. I'm glad you liked my story! To FEAngel258: Your now tied for my favourite reviewer! And by the way: Neville was horny. Let me just clear that up. He just had to fuck someone. You know the feeling? Well, I do. The sad thing is, I'm a virgin.

Disclaimer: Just give me the chance to own something, God! I dare ya! Please don't smite me! God: You gave me no choice, December! I shall smite you, and you shall be smotten! Disclaimer: Oh crap!

Hermione woke from her sleep with a start. She was sweating a lot, reliving that horrible night, and the horrible morning that followed.

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When Hermione woke up, she was alone, on her bed. She was no longer tied up, or naked, for that matter. The door was wide open. She looked around the room. Flower petals were everywhere. A bouquet of tiger lilies were in water. Her broken wand and a snowy white owl on the desk. Instantly, Hermione got up.

"Hi Hedwig! What have you got there?" The majestic bird came closer, only to drop a package and then fly off. On the package, there was a note:

My Dearest Hermione:

I'm sorry I am not there to see you wake up. In the middle of making love last night, you started to cry. I hope I didn't hurt you my love. I was called off to Quidditch practice this morning. I hope you are feeling better, and, if you're not, I hope these chocolate frogs will make you feel much better. I suppose you were too drunk last night, to remember what had happened. I made love to you. You wanted it, so technically it's not rape. I love you!

Have a good day,

Love,

Harry

"How dare he?" muttered Hermione, as she reread the letter again and again. She opened the package of chocolate frogs, and killed the little creature inside with her bare thumb. She quickly dressed and ran to the hospital wing, almost hitting Snape on the way there. She sat down in a chair in the hospital wing, and waited for Madam Pomfrey. Finally, after minutes of waiting, Poppy Pomfrey came to Hermione.

"What seems to be the problem dear?" asked Madam Pomfrey, who had been absolutely glowing since Dumbledoor asked her to marry him.

"Um, Madam Pomfrey, I think I need a pregnancy test." Hermione blushed. Madam Pomfrey, on the other hand, smiled.

"A baby is a gift from God! Yes Mrs. Granger, right this way." She led her towards a bed. After a few minutes of um - testing - Madam Pomfrey had the results.

"Oh, Mrs. Granger!" said an estatic Pomfrey, "A baby truly is a gift from God! You've been blessed! Shall I call the father?"