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A/N: Well here's another chapter! And just a side note: I getting a C in psychology! I didn't think I was even passing, good thing there's only a week left or I'd be screwed.

~ Chapter 3 ~

(3 months later)

Hermione woke up and ran to the bathroom. This was that third time this week she threw up before breakfast. I guess I should go see Madame Pomfrey now she resolved. She slowly got dressed and made her way to the hospital wing. Pomfrey asked her all kinds of questions. Hermione gasped when she was asked about her periods.

"I don't remember when the last time was," she replied sullenly.

"I'm almost positive that you are pregnant. We'll do some tests to see and how far along you are but I can't see how you could let this happen…" Pomfrey looked surprised, concerned and disappointed.

"I didn't let it happen, Madame Pomfrey," Hermione looked at her coldly, "I was raped."

"Oh no! I'm so sorry, Miss Granger," she bowed her head. "I'll send for the Headmaster right away."

"And Professor McGonagall too. I don't want to explain this more than once." Hermione told her. A few minutes later they all appeared by her bedside. McGonagall looked confused and worried but Dumbledore seemed to know what she would say. "I'm…I'm…pregnant," she said.

"What?! But how…" McGonagall asked shocked.

"Minerva, I'm sure you know how," Dumbledore told her, his eyes twinkling.

"I need to explain what happened but I can't have any interruptions." They nodded and she continued. "About 4 months ago Voldemort put a port key in Myrtle's bathroom. It was a door to a stall and when I touched it I was transported directly to him. He put me under the imperius curse, apparently to test the loyalty of a Death Eater. Voldemort kept me hidden until the selected one arrived. He then ordered him to rape me. He released me from the curse but not before threatening me. Afterwards he left us there. Luckily, he was a spy and he apparated us outside Hogwarts." She paused to get a hold of herself now noticing her own sobs.

"We can terminate it right now I you wish," Madame Pomfrey said standing.

"That's not all…I know who the father is," Hermione said sullenly.

"Who?" asked McGonagall.

A/N: Didn't think I'd leave it at that did you? I didn't think so…(even though I know you already know who it is since you're all such brilliant readers)

"Professor Snape," she whispered just loud enough for them to hear her. McGonagall pulled her into a hug. Dumbledore grabbed her hand and motioned to Madame Pomfrey to get the potion. "No!" Hermione cried out. "I can't kill it. I could never live with myself."

"Hermione, you don't need to put yourself through this. No one will look down on you if you don't keep it," McGonagall told her.

"But I will. There's a real person inside me, growing and developing into someone who can change the world," Hermione told them. Dumbledore nodded.

"It's your choice and we'll support your decision." He said.

"Thank you but I'd appreciate it if this never left this room or the people in it. By the time I'm showing more than the robes can hide we will be on holiday and I can have the baby before school begins," Hermione said believing they wouldn't let her back to Hogwarts next year.

"You and the baby can have your own rooms here that way he or she won't disturb the other students," Dumbledore told her. Hermione practically flew into his arms hugging him tightly. "Hermione did you really think we would just abandon you because you were attacked by Voldemort? You are very special to us and both you and the baby will need the best protection we can give you."

"Thank you so much," Hermione said. She was required to stay in the hospital wing until they got her morning sickness under control. After some tests she was finally allowed to go back to classes. Unfortunately it was in the middle of a double potions lesson. Madame Pomfrey walked her down to the dungeons.

"Pomfrey! I'm trying to teach a class in here! What is the meaning of this?" Snape shouted when they opened the door. He was clearly in one of his moods today.

"Professor, I'm sorry but Dumbledore asked me to speak to all of Miss Granger's teachers when she was able to return to her lessons," Pomfrey told him.

"Well hurry up, I don't have all day," he snarled.

"Miss Granger is ill and she may need to leave suddenly because of this. There is nothing we can do about it. The other students are not endangered. The only thing we can do is wait it out," Poppy explained. All of a sudden Professor Snape looked exhausted.

"Fine. Miss Granger please have a seat," he sneered. She hurried to her seat and raised her hand. He raised his eyebrow at her.

"Professor? Should I get the notes from somebody now?" she timidly asked.

"Of course, Miss Granger. From whoever you wish." His eyes showed a glint of sadness when he looked at her. 'Clearly the incident is still eating away at him,' she thought. "I suppose you will be staying here this weekend, instead of going to Hogsmead, to catch up on what you missed." She nodded. "See me after class." Harry handed her a stack of parchments from the two weeks she had missed. The rest of the class was spent copying all the notes.

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Another week later they were having potions after lunch and Hermione felt a wave of nausea hit her as Professor Snape checked her cauldron. She ran out of the room not wanting anyone to see her get sick. She heard Snape yell after her but she was almost at the bathroom. She just barely made it into one of the stalls. After she emptied the contents of her stomach, she wiped her mouth and looked at the clock. Class was just getting out, no doubt Professor Snape would be waiting for her.

Slowly she made her way back to the almost empty potions classroom. Snape had his back to her when she slipped in. Quietly she bottled the potion, cleaned her cauldron, and put away her other materials. She felt his eyes on her and her legs become numb. She collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks. Hermione buried her face in her hands not wanting to show him any weakness.

"Miss Granger, is everything alright?" his voice showed uncharacteristic concern.

"I'll be ok," Hermione said. "You know I don't blame you, right? You did want had to be done. It wasn't your fault." Snape just walked into his office. Hermione gathered her stuff and went to lunch.

TBC

A/N: Thanks again to those of you who review. You guys are wonderful!

Danca: I'm so glad that people still like this. Well here is more.

Criostina: Brilliant deduction, my dear Watson! LOL! Yes I did change a few things around that affect things later on. It makes the chapters a bit longer and I hope, more enjoyable.