A/n: Hello again! Thanks for the reviews! And um, I just wanted to say that you don't HAVE to read my fic. I would just appreciate it if you do but you're not obliged to. Well, here goes!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters.

Chapter Twelve

Hermione was sitting alone in the library as she did her Arithmancy homework. Or what people thought as her Arithmancy homework. There were piles and piles of books stacked in three towers, covering her face as she read the book

"The first symptoms are: your period becomes very light, or in most cases, none at all; you may feel nauseous or queasy (some women vomit); you feel tired; you have to urinate more often," Hermione read carefully as she clutched the book tightly in her hand. Her palms suddenly became sweaty. "You experience mood swings?!" Hermione suddenly remembered what happened a few hours ago.

She was laughing with Alyson and Beth in the main Prefect room when Sam came in with a box of Chocolate frogs.

"Aren't you gonna give us some?" Alyson teased.

"No." Sam replied as he took a big bite of his chocolate frog. "I don't have time for you and your ugly friends."

"Well excuse me but I shouldn't talk. Have u checked the mirror lately?" Hermione snapped.

"Whoa, geez I'm just joking." Sam said, looking sorry. "One minute, you're all laughing with your friends and in the next you're screaming in my ear. I reckon it's 'that time of the month', ain't it Hermione? Or is it mood swings?"

And now, here she was, scolding herself in the library. No, I cannot be pregnant! You cannot be pregnant Hermione! She closed the book (Patricia's Pregnancy Guide for the Petrified) and sat, staring at nothing. What have I done? How could this happen? I'm not supposed to be pregnant at this early age! Not yet! Not when I'm not ready…

She stood up and carried a pile of books back to shelves. Then, a red-headed lad walked up to her with a sly grin on his face.

"Oi there Herm! I haven't seen you for awhile." Ron greeted. "Well I have, but I haven't exactly talked to you for awhile. I mean, we haven't had a conversation in a while and…"

Hermione smiled at him. Ron always knew how to make me laugh, she thought. "What on earth are you doing here anyway? Is Harry with you?"

"Nah, I'm waiting for Lavender. We were supposed to meet here five minutes ago." Ron explained. "I guess something came up so she's late."

"You're meeting Lavender? Here? Why?" Hermione asked. "Is it for some Divination project of some sort?"

"Well, not exactly." Ron stared at his old rubber shoes. "Well, you see Herm…"
"Hey there Ronniekins!" A voice greeted. Lavender walked up from behind Ron and threw her arms around him. "Sorry I'm late, I had some business to take care off."

Ron turned around and kissed Lavender softly on the cheek. "That's ok, it was worth the wait." He gazed at Lavender's hot pink, button down shirt (which was open all the way to her chest) and white skirt.

"Am I missing something here?" Hermione asked, even if she already knew what was going on.

"Oh, hello Hermione. Nice to see you here." Lavender said dryly. She raised an eyebrow at her, then turned to Ron. "Let's go. This is boring." She walked away to find a table.

"Alright, I'll be right there." Ron told her.

Now it was Hermione's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you and her are going out because if you do, I think I'll die of laughter." Ron stared at her blankly and Hermione let the thought sink in. He's going out with her? That ugly, slutty, bitch? Hermione thought.

"Sorry I didn't tell you." Ron apologized. "It's just that, you're always busy and I didn't wanna interfere with you and your…er…whatever you do."

Hermione would've smiled but she didn't. She felt her face go hot. "W-w-well then, that's f-fine with me. Y-you don't have to tell me e-everything you know."

Then, Lavender walked over to Ron again and linked her arms and around his. "Let's go Ronnie! Don't keep me waiting!"

"I guess I better go. I'll see you later." Ron smiled at Hermione.

"Y-yeah. Sure." Hermione nodded as Lavender gave her a triumphant grin and dragged Ron away. Hermione continued to put the heavy books back on the shelf. After laboring for about 10 minutes, she decided to go back to her room and rest. She felt extremely worn out for the day, and it was only 1:00 on a bright, Saturday afternoon.

"Clam chowder." Hermione said wearily as she gave the password.

"Step right in little lady! I think you need the rest! You look terrible!" The old man in the portrait told her.

"Thanks a lot kind sir, I appreciate that." She mumbled sarcastically.

"My pleasure, darling." The man smiled. Hermione rolled her eyes and went straight to her room, ignoring the mess the prefects had made. As she entered the room, she was surprised to see someone there.

"What on bloody hell are you doing in my room? I told you not to go in here again!" Hermione demanded. I must've forgotten to put the spell on the door, she thought. "Get out!"

Draco looked at her sternly. "Look, we need to talk."

"GET OUT!" Hermione yelled. "Get out of my room now before I scream."
Draco grabbed Hermione's shoulders and pinned her against the wall. Then he used his left leg to close the door. "We need to talk, okay?"

"Fine. What do you wanna talk about?" Hermione asked. Draco stared at her in the eye, which made her feel like melting.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Draco asked. "What did I do?"

Hermione stared at him and tears welled up in her eyes. Her back slowly went sliding against the wall Draco pinned her against.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked worriedly.

"I – I – I'm…" Hermione snobbed.

"What is it?" Draco wondered.

"I'm…" She looked at Draco with her sad, almond-brown eyes. "Pregnant."

"WHAT?" Draco practically yelled. He stood up and backed away from Hermione. "Is it my…I mean…our kid?"

"I don't know!" Hermione cried. "I guess so! You're the only guy I had…you know…with!"

Draco was speechless. He was in complete shock. Not knowing what to do, he looked at Hermione one last time and said, "Don't tell anyone about this. I swear if anybody finds out I will literally kill you." He shut the door behind him and ran off, leaving Hermione, crying alone on the floor.

Author: See what stupidity does to you, Hermione?

Hermione: Yes oh great author. * cries *

Author: Now why don't you just go out with Ron.

Hermione: How can I? He's going out with that Lavender bitch!

Author: Oh yeah…

Hermione: I WANT MY RONNIEKINS!

Author: WELL ITS YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT YOU DON'T HAVE HIM WITH YOU!

Hermione: Oh shut up!

A/n: I hope you guys liked this chapter! I actually sort of liked it. And of course, a million thanks to:

Sugarhigh – Thanks for liking my story! Of course I'll have R/H but please be patient! Don't send your minions after me yet!

RonsInnerVoice – Sorry if it doesn't seem too happy right now…ahhh! Sorry Hermione's a bitch too (quite OOC!) Yes this is a very screwed up world.

HermioneG15 – Yes, she is unfortunately pregnant…stupid girl…

Hermione: HEY I HEARD THAT!

Arynnl – Hey! I hope you liked this chapter! I tried to update ASAP just for you (and everyone else of course hehehe)

Lost Dove – Don't worry, R/H coming really soon! Thanks for reviewing!