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A/N: Damn, I shouldn't be doing this. I said I wouldn't work on it until this weekend but here I am, Thursday, sick and exhausted typing up a new chapter. You guys realize I should be working on my final instead right? Well since you've been so nice and leaving me with wonderful reviews I guess I'll do this for you. Now if only I could find that sexy potions master to make me something to make me feel better since I can't go near any cauldrons. Where did that slippery Slytherin sneak off to?

~ Chapter 6 ~

"Hermione, she is going to be a very healthy baby," Madame Pomfrey told her.

"I'm…I'm having a girl? Oh my gosh!" Hermione squealed.

"The Headmaster is going to put your parent's house on the floo network so you can contact us at anytime. That way you can have your check-ups with me."

"That's wonderful! I'll go tell him and Professor McGonagall the news as soon as we're done here," she smiled.

"Well I think everything is done here. Remember, don't stress too much. It's very bad for the baby. And don't over exert yourself, Hermione," Poppy gave her a scolding look. Hermione hugged her.

"Don't worry, I won't." She left the infirmary and ran towards the Great Hall, not slowing down until she reached the doors. Swiftly as she could with her condition, she walked to the high table. She leaned in between McGonagall and Dumbledore and whispered "It's a girl." They both turned and hugged her.

"Congratulations my dear." Dumbledore said. "Now run along and get some rest. The train ride to Kings Cross will be hard enough on you two without you being exhausted."

As she lay in bed that night she wondered about the future. 'Will we live with my parents? Or out on our own? Will I ever have the guts to tell Professor Snape? And how would he react?' She fell into a restless sleep.

***DREAMS***

His hands slid around her flesh like snakes. He pulled her into a searing kiss. Their tongues intertwined. His hand moved in between her thighs and he slipped a finger inside of her. He kissed down her jaw line.

"My, aren't we a ready one?" He purred into her ear. His other hand playing with her nipple. He moved the long finger in and out in perfect harmony with their fast beating hearts. His lips slowly moved to her neglected breast. His tongue flicked over the nipple and he blew on it. She moaned and arched her back. He obliged and took it into his mouth sucking slightly. She screamed when he bit down while pinching the other one. His finger stopped moving and he brought it to his lips. His black eyes his bore into her as he licked it clean. "You taste wonderful, love." His wonderful tongue worked her into a blissful climax.

***END DREAM***

She woke up sweat pouring down her face. 'It was all a dream. Just a dream.' She thought. 'But it felt so real…' She fell back into a dreamless sleep.

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The next day Hermione woke up late. She showered and made her way to the Hogwarts Express. She joined Harry and Ron in the empty end compartment and they played exploding snap all the way to Kings Cross.

"Mione, we'll see you at the end of the summer in Diagon Alley and make sure to owl us often," said Ron. She gave him a half-hug. Harry pulled her into a bear hug and his eyes opened wide.

"Hermione, your…your…" Harry said.

"I'm pregnant, Harry. I'll owl you guys later about it. I have to go." Hermione told them. She walked to her parents and left them staring at the wall. Hermione knew she would have a lot of explaining to do over the next few months.

The car ride home was filled with an awkward silence. She could feel all the tension in the air. Her mother looked so sad and worried and her father looked extremely pissed off. Atleast they waited to begin the conversation until they were all in the house. But that's when all hell broke loose.

"What the hell were you thinking?!?! I thought we raised you better than to get knocked up by some boy at school! God damn it!!! I can't even look at you anymore! You're a disgrace to this family and yourself!" Her father yelled. She had never seen him this angry before.

"Hunny, please calm down. Let her explain. I'm sure there is a perfectly good reason for this." Her mother tried to calm his temper.

"Well, you see…" Hermione started. 'Crap! What am I going to say? I never told them about Voldemort or the Death Eaters.' "We used protection but you know its not 100 percent guarenteed…"

"You shouldn't have been having sex if you weren't ready to have a baby!" He father bellowed.

"Who says I'm not?" She replied coolly. 'Liar,' her inner voice whispered.

"I DO! You'll stay here until it's born then give it up for adoption," He told her.

"Hell no! I'd rather raise my baby on the street then stay here and give her up!" She shouted at him. Her mother's eyes filled with tears.

"Then get out of my house. I don't have a daughter anymore," he replied smoothly. She went up to her room and put all her things in bags. It was a good thing she had gotten a car for Christmas. She piled her bags in the back and headed back to London. Last summer she had put all her savings in Gringotts. She had never spent her money growing up. It was all for her college fund. She knew she had accumulated more than enough to buy a house over the years. 'Now how to get far away from here,' she thought. 'I guess port-key is the best idea.' She went to the Ministry and after thousands or questions about her intentions she was granted permission to move to lower Michigan. The Ministry would send her belongings to her new house.

Over the next couple of weeks she settled in and enrolled in the only American wizarding school that would accept her under her conditions, as Emma Wright.

***At Hogwarts***

"Albus, I'm a bit worried about Hermione Granger," Madame Pomfrey called through the fireplace. "I haven't heard from her in almost three weeks!"

"I'll try to contact her today, Poppy. Don't worry, I'm sure she's fine and just getting settled in." Dumbledore didn't really believe this but it seemed to comfort Poppy. Her head disappeared from the fireplace. He through some floo powder into the flames and asked for Mr. and Mrs. Granger's house. After a few minutes Mr. Granger's head appeared. "Good evening sir, I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. Is you daughter, Hermione, there?"

"I don't have a daughter anymore and I would appreciate it if you did not call through here again," Mr. Granger replied and severed the connection. Dumbledore stepped back looking shocked. 'Where could she have gone? Why didn't she come here for help?' he asked himself. He walked down to the Transfiguration classroom to find Minerva. Just as he suspected, she was sitting at her desk writing.

"Minerva, we have a slight problem. Hermione was kicked out of her house and is nowhere to be found." Dumbledore said.

"Oh no Albus! We need to find her." Minerva said. Just then an owl swooped in the open window. She took the letter from it and petted its feathers before it took off again. She read it quickly. "It's a notice from the Ministry. It says Hermione has transferred to another school in America. We're supposed to send her papers to the Ministry there."

"Oh dear. I'll try and contact some of the professors I know over there." He left quickly. He tried everyone he knew but there just wasn't a 'Hermione Granger' enrolled in any of the schools in America. There was only one thing to do. He sat down and wrote a letter to an old friend explaining the situation.

***In Michigan***

Two weeks before school started she went into labor. She took herself to the nearest muggle hospital with a wing for injured witches and wizards. At 2:49 AM, Hermione's daughter took her first breath.

"What are you going to name her?" a male voice asked her. Startled, she looked around and spotted a rugged looking candy striper.

"Hello Sirius. What brings you here?"

A/N: Well that came as a surprise…I didn't expect Harry's godfather to be in America…hmm. Well I'm off to get some much-needed rest. Thanks to all my awesome reviewers!

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