NOTE: Yay! It continues!
Hermione ran into the closest girl's bathroom and got into a stall an lock the door shut. She sat on the toilet seat and held her knees, sobbing. She thought, 'Why did I do this? I'm so stupid! Who is the father? God help me…' Knock, knock. There was a knock on Hermione's stall. "Who is it?", she asked?
"Moaning Myrtle of course, why are you in my bathroom?"
Hermione just looked strait ahead with wide eyes. "Uhh, no reason." She said, trying to not sound like she had been crying.
"It sounds like you are crying. Are you dying? We could share my bathroom then! Yes, finnaly I wont be so lonely!" said Myrtle excitedly.
"Myrtle, just leave me alone!"
"Hey! It's my bathroom and I can do what I want in here!" Myrtle said angrily. CRASH! The stall's door was moving. Hermione had a sudden jolt of fright and jumped to her feet. CRASH!
'What is happening?' Hermione thought. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Myrtle was trying to break the door down. "Myrtle, what are you doing?!"
"I want to have a friend that can stay here with me! And I know my beloved Harry will come to see you often… so I get to see him more often!"
'Bloody Hell!' Hermione thought and almost said out loud and caught her self at the last moment. 'Uhh, what to do, what to do! FREAK!' CRASH! Myrtle was still trying to get the door down. Hermione thought. 'Maybe I could just open to door and run like Hell… yeah… I think that would work. Okay, on the count of three Hermione. 1...2...3!'After she counted in her head she unlocked to door as brisk as possible and ran out the bathroom. Myrtle had not chased after her, it seemed as though she didn't even noticed that she had escaped. 'Hmm…' Hermione thought and continued to walk to the Griffindor common room. "Acromantula." She said out loud and the portrait door swung open and she climbed into the hole leading into the common.
"Hey Hermione!" said a voice coming form a chaired turned backwards. "Where've you been all day." The chair turned around and it reviel a tall skinny, yet very handsome red-headed boy. It was Ron.
"Arr… hi Ron!" Hermione faked a smile, trying to hide the pain she had been feeling.
Ron looked her are for a moment and then had a questionable expression on his face. "Hermione, what's wrong? It looks like you've been crying or something." He had noticed her mascara had run down her face, she had forgotten to clean her cheeks.
"I... uhh… I was trying to cool my face down because I was really hot and I wanted to cool myself down." She made her incredibly fake smile widen and she sounded very nervous.
"Hermione, what's wrong? Really tell me. Your not acting like yourself." said Ron concerned.
"I can't tell you… not yet anyway…" she said in dismay.
"Hi Ron, Hermione!" Said a voice behind her. She immediately knew who it was.
"Hi Harry." Hermione said quietly.
"Sup homie G?" Ran said loudly, attempting to imitate a muggle rapper.
"Ron, no, just, no." Replied Harry.
"Sorry, just trying it on."
Harry tapped Hermione on the shoulder to get her attention. She turned around to face him. "Hermione, what's wring." He said in reaction to the mascaras marks on her face.
"Nothing, Harry Just nothing." She wasn't trying to hide her pain anymore, she wasn't going to hide it form Harry, she couldn't from Harry. Harry and Hermione were 'officially' and item. He had no idea that she had been sleeping around, he didn't even realized that she had been, even with Ron. It hurt her to know, that Harry might soon find out that she had been sleeping around, me might not be that father of her un-born child.
"Come on Hermione, tell me. Please." Harry had a desperate expression and even put on a puppy face in attempt to make her smile.
"Not now Harry, Later" she replied. As soon as that was said the portrait swung open, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Madam Pomfrey walked into the Griffindor common room.
"Miss. Granger, please follow us to the Headmaster's office." said McGonagall sternly. Hermione nodded and said goodbye to Ron & Harry and followed the teacher out of the room.