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Chapter Four - Secrets Made To Be Untold
Hermione didn't eat much at dinner. She was heading for Gryffindore Tower, but then went over to Madam Pomfrey because she really needed to ask her something.
Hermione walked into the Hospital Wing's door.
"What is it, Madam Pomfrey startled.
"I need to ask you something. It's urgent."
"Then what is it?"
"What does the spell 'Bapracticona' do?"
"Well," Madam Pomfrey got a little nervous. "Why do you want to know? Did it happen to you?
"Please!" Hermione screamed. "Just tell me!"
"Well, it's the... the... impregnanting curse...?"
"Oh, God," Hermione started to cry and she put her hand over her mouth and sat down on a bed closest to her. "Can you stop it?"
"I'm... I'm afraid not."
"Is the person who casts the spell the," Hermione gulped. "The father?"
"Oh, no. It's just a so-called miracle or hate that someone gives another."
Hermione sighed. But then the thought popped back into her head that she, Hermione Granger, the good girl, is pregnant. She put her head into her hands and sobbed.
"Miss Granger? Is something wrong? Did somebody do this to you?" Madam Pomfrey went over to Hermione and sat next to her, stroking her back.
Hermione took her head out of her hands revealing her red, puffy eyes from sobbing. Then she nodded her head.
Madam Pomfrey gasped. "Oh, good gracious! Miss Granger, who did it?"
"Malfoy."
"Mr. Malfoy? We have to tell this to Professor Dumbledore and send a letter to Mr. Malfoy's parents at once!"
"No! No, you can't!" Hermione screeched. "Everyone will know! I can't be the talk of the school! I can't. I just can't."
"Well, I'm sorry, Miss Granger, but I have to do it."
Hermione began to cry again and left the Hospital Wing.
Chapter Four - Secrets Made To Be Untold
Hermione didn't eat much at dinner. She was heading for Gryffindore Tower, but then went over to Madam Pomfrey because she really needed to ask her something.
Hermione walked into the Hospital Wing's door.
"What is it, Madam Pomfrey startled.
"I need to ask you something. It's urgent."
"Then what is it?"
"What does the spell 'Bapracticona' do?"
"Well," Madam Pomfrey got a little nervous. "Why do you want to know? Did it happen to you?
"Please!" Hermione screamed. "Just tell me!"
"Well, it's the... the... impregnanting curse...?"
"Oh, God," Hermione started to cry and she put her hand over her mouth and sat down on a bed closest to her. "Can you stop it?"
"I'm... I'm afraid not."
"Is the person who casts the spell the," Hermione gulped. "The father?"
"Oh, no. It's just a so-called miracle or hate that someone gives another."
Hermione sighed. But then the thought popped back into her head that she, Hermione Granger, the good girl, is pregnant. She put her head into her hands and sobbed.
"Miss Granger? Is something wrong? Did somebody do this to you?" Madam Pomfrey went over to Hermione and sat next to her, stroking her back.
Hermione took her head out of her hands revealing her red, puffy eyes from sobbing. Then she nodded her head.
Madam Pomfrey gasped. "Oh, good gracious! Miss Granger, who did it?"
"Malfoy."
"Mr. Malfoy? We have to tell this to Professor Dumbledore and send a letter to Mr. Malfoy's parents at once!"
"No! No, you can't!" Hermione screeched. "Everyone will know! I can't be the talk of the school! I can't. I just can't."
"Well, I'm sorry, Miss Granger, but I have to do it."
Hermione began to cry again and left the Hospital Wing.