Note: Ack! I have not updated in such a long time! I shame myself! Anywho, I was reading my old chapters and I had noticed quite a few mistakes with grammar, spelling, typos, ext. so I have decided to check them and correct the mistakes, and perhaps add in more detail. Until next time… *waves*

Hermione quickly followed Dumbledore out of the stands filled with red, gold, bronze and blue. They crossed the grassy field leading to the main building. Once they were out of ear shot Hermione spoke, "So, you know how to get rid of my child? Perhaps have some sort of abortion? Turn back time to a week or two ago? What can I do?"

Dumbledore stopped in his tacks and turned towards Hermione. The breeze had blown his hair and beard into his face. He took his wrinkled hand and brushed away the wiry-white hair. He rebutted, "Hermione, it is against wizard law to 'rid' yourself of a child. In some cases women have been put into Azkaban for the rest of their life." Hermione gasped.

"So, sir, what do you mean you have found the solution to my problem? This baby is my problem!"

Dumbledore nodded, causing his spectacles to fall down his nose. He pushed them back up and said, "We know how to find out who the father is. Now, we wizards have no way to find this out, but McGonagall has done her homework and found out a way to find this out. We'll explain more once we get to my office." They continued their stroll along the grassy plains surrounding the Hogwarts castle. They reached the great stone steps that reached the large doors to the entryway. Dumbledore took out his wand and recited a simple spell that opens large doors that are too large to push open with one's own strength. A blue and purple mist seeped out of the tip of his wand, the doors parted and opened.  As they walked the light taps of their shoes echoed in the halls.  They approached the statue leading to the headmaster's office. Dumbledore said the appropriate password and they entered the room. There McGonagall was waiting in a comfortable blue suede lounge chair. She rose from her perch and walked towards the two.

"Ms. Granger, do you know of this muggle television show called "Jerry Springer?", McGonagall asked politely.

"Yes, yes I do. What about it?"

Dumbledore led Hermione to a red arm chair in front of his desk so she could sit.  McGonagall answered her question, "They have a show coming soon that involves teenage girls and pregnancies without knowing the father of their child. They will do a DNA testing on the embryo to see who the father might be. All we need is a list of possible father and you and your parent's permiss…"

"MY PARENS MAY NEVER KNOW OF THIS!"

"We under stand but Ms. Granger we need their…"

"No you don't, could someone pretend to be my parents. I mean, if they find out, chances are they will make me quit Hogwarts and never be able to return! Both you and I cannot afford to do that!"

McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other solemnly for a moment and then Dumbledore grinned. "I know! Professor McGonagall, with your permission, could you pretend to be her mother? You even look a bit similar" Hermione sat there, playing with her hands and biting her lip, waiting in hope for an answer.

 McGonagall spoke, "It is going against what I believe is right, "Hermione looked at her feet and shook her head 'no, "but I also believe that deceit and lying will be needed for this even on this show to occur. I will pretend to be Ms. Granger's mother." Hermione smiled slightly, knowing she might be able to deal with this, without her parent's knowledge. Hermione thought for a moment, but when the summer comes, how could they not know? How will she be able to take care of her child next year at school?

 "Um… Headmaster, professor, how will my parents not know when I come home for the summer?"

"Hmm…" Dumbledore thought for a moment and then answered, "You will stay at a friend's house until you have delivered the child. I recommend the Weasely's; we just need you permission to let them know about this. Then Mrs. Weasly will take care of the child for you until you return and when you do you and the father will just have to take care of it here in Hogwarts. It horrible, I know, but that is the price you pay for all of this."

Hermione nodded in agreement, "I must agree with you. I'll have to go with your decision."

"Ad one more thing, "McGonagall began, "We need that list by tomorrow okay?" Hermione nodded and went her way off.