Disc: Not mine. Been there, told you, now read!
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For many weeks, Hermione retched miserably in the bathroom before wheeling herself to her next class. Not than many people knew but Hermione could tell that if one person leaked the information, it would spread like wildfire.
Ron and Hermione had grown closer after their talk. No one asked what it was about, neither offered to say and it was kept a dark secret.
Harry and Ginny watched, somewhat disgusted, at Hermione and Draco together.
Hermione had since been able to use crutches, her left leg able to support her decently. Draco was available and stood to attention all the time.
It was strange, Hermione had commented one evening to Ron, that no one had noticed her gently expanded stomach or her continual vomiting.
Even Ron hadn't really noticed her stomach until Hermione had taken her robes off one evening claiming it was hot. Her belly, though not much bigger than usual, was larger, he had to admit.
Harry and Ginny were also present, Ginny on Harry's knees, caressing his lips softly with hers, had broken apart to glance at Hermione's stomach.
"Gee, I hadn't noticed how large it had gotten," Ginny whispered. Harry just nodded.
"Does it hurt?" Ron asked tentatively. Hermione glanced up at him, but continued to rub her hand on her tummy.
"Hurt? No, more peculiar than actually hurting. It's a strange feeling, having this little tickle all the time that you can't possibly scratch. I suppose it's a little frustrating," Hermione added thoughtfully.
Harry nodded. "Well, I suppose it'll hurt when it's coming out!"
"Hmm...I suppose," Hermione replied dreamily. Ginny kissed Harry's cheek before announcing she was going to bed. It wasn't long and Harry and Ron had also gone. Hermione was left in the common room alone, a foreboding feeling settling over her. Before anything could happen though, she grabbed her crutches and hobbled up the stairs.
~*~*~
Harry and Ron headed down to breakfast two weeks later. Hermione had not appeared but Ginny had told them that she had said 'Go ahead, she'd meet them later.' So, sighing resentfully, they disappeared through the portrait hole for what was to be a horrible Wednesday.
Harry and Ron sat down with Ginny squeezing in between Harry and Neville. Ron had already piled his plate with toast, eggs, bacon, tomato and hash browns while Harry had just managed to butter his toast with enough butter.
Ginny rolled her eyes before grabbing a piece of toast and nibbling at the end of it.
Draco, who was sitting at the other side of the hall, frowned. Where was Hermione? When she didn't walk in for a few minutes, Draco finally got up and walked over to Harry, Ron and Ginny.
"Hey! Where's Hermione?" he asked them.
"Shed tub gobe onf. Nuff shuore wear shed ist," Ron said. Harry was mildly impressed that he could even get anything out with the amount of food crammed into his mouth. Draco looked thoroughly disgusted joined by Ginny, Colin and Dennis Creevy, Lavender Brown and the two Patil's. Ron swallowed and then repeated himself.
"She told us to go on. We're not sure where she is."
"Right, great. Thanks anyway, see you at Potions," Draco said, retreating back to his table.
"Wonder what that was about?" said Ron. Harry shrugged.
"Hermione's carrying his child, what do you expect?"
"Hmm, yeah I suppose," Ginny agreed, a frown still decorating her face.
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Harry and Ron arrived a little early at Potions, expecting to find Hermione. She wasn't anywhere but they needn't have worried, they knew she'd come.
A small crowd of people began to waltz down the corridor. They lined up outside the classroom as Snape swept past them.
Harry was filled with the utmost loathing as he called them inside.
He set up his cauldron as Snape gave them the instructions and tapped the board. The method of the potion appeared and Harry set to work on it.
It wasn't until Draco nudged him that he realised Hermione hadn't turned up. Ron shrugged helplessly before spinning back to his smoking cauldron. Draco regarded them, then turned back to his potion.
At lunch, Harry told Ginny that Hermione had not been seen. Ginny looked thoughtful before saying that she was going to run up to the common room and see if Hermione was up there.
Abandoning her lunch, Ginny grabbed her bag and jogged up to the common room. She muttered the password - Godric Gryffindor - and dropped her bag on the couch before taking the steps two at a time.
Ginny knocked on Hermione's door. When she got no reply, she twisted the door knob and opened the door, peering around the corner. No one was there, so, closing the door, she walked over to the bathroom.
A thin ribbon of light was visible below the door as Ginny neared it. Heart pounding, she opened the door. Hermione was sitting against the shower, blood covering her hands, face and robes. It was also smeared around the bathroom.
Hermione glanced up, her eyes red, puffy and showing signs of recognition.
"Ginny?" she asked incredulously. Ginny nodded, fighting back tears. She took a few steps and sat down beside her friend.
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Gin...Gin I lost it!" she sobbed, tears dribbling down her face. Ginny understood immediately. Hermione had miscarried.
"Come on, let's go to the Hospital Wing. Come on," Ginny whispered. Hermione stood slowly, gingerly, and tears continued to pour down his face.
Before the pair left, Ginny turned around before muttering a quick, "Scourgify."
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"Where do you think Ginny went?" Ron asked.
"Mate, she told us, the Gryffindor Tower," Harry sighed, shoveling a bit more food into his mouth.
"Do you think she found Hermione?"
"Maybe, I'm not sure."
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"Oh, darling, I'm sorry!" Madam Pomfrey fussed. Hermione was pale, but the blood gave her some colour. "I had never expected this! Nothing!"
Poppy gave Hermione a rather large Sleeping draught before allowing Ginny to sprint back to lunch.
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The Great Hall doors opened slowly. Ginny managed to slip into lunch without being noticed. A few Hufflepuff's had glanced up but put them down again to their meals.
Ginny hurried over to the Slytherin table.
"Oi, Malfoy!" she asked. He looked up, a little annoyed at having his meal interrupted.
"Yes?" he drawled.
"Hermione would like to see you in the library, now," Ginny added. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Well, the Mudblood should come get me herself. Besides, why does she want to see me?"
"You know, that Arithmancy assignment! And she's so caught up at the moment."
"I don't know of any Arithmancy assignment!" Draco replied, still unsure of what Ginny was getting at.
"Yes you do, silly! It's the one Professor Vector gave you because you're so far ahead! Remember, the one with paintings and symbols which talked about babies," Ginny said, emphasizing the babies part. Draco suddenly cottoned on.
"Oh! Of course, that assignment!" he said dumbly. "Well, Pansy, Goyle, Crabbe, if you'll excuse me, I have a stupid thing that I have to do with Granger. I'll see you at...the Slytherin Common Room after Arithmancy."
Pansy, her lip stuck out in a pout, nodded. Goyle and Crabbe just smiled dumbly, nodding. Draco walked with Ginny, his hands sweaty.
They weren't even two steps out of the hall before Draco grabbed Ginny's wrist.
"What's the matter?" he asked urgently. Ginny forced herself to look at his steely grey eyes.
"It's Hermione," she whispered.
"I guessed as much," he snapped. "But what about Hermione?"
"She's...she's...she's miscarried," Ginny stammered. Draco blinked.
"What's that?"
Ginny started, before gazing at him.
"It...it means you aren't going to be a father," she whispered again. Draco stopped his pacing.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," he muttered. "Is she alright?"
"Apart from shock, she's pretty fine."
"I need to get to the Hospital Wing," he said shortly. Ginny nodded before he turned to walk off. Ginny managed to just grab his arm.
"What?"
"Well, just...just be supportive and don't do anything that might hurt her. She's asleep now, but just don't step on her toes if you know what I mean."
Draco nodded before running off to the Hospital Wing.
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"Hey, Ginny! Find Hermione?" Ron asked, oblivious to her silent tears. Harry noticed though.
"What happened?" he demanded.
"It's Hermione. She isn't going to...to...to have a child," she whispered. Harry went white while Ron gagged.
"Oh god. I suppose Mal- Draco is with her?" Ron asked. Ginny just nodded.
"I have to see her," Ron muttered.
"What?" Ginny and Harry asked in unison.
"I need to see her. Something has to be sorted out. I'll be back but I might miss Divination."
"Well, if you're missing it, so am I," Harry announced.
"Fine. I'm coming too then!" Ginny cried angrily. The trio stood and ran to the Hospital Wing.
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Hermione's eyes fluttered open some hours later. The white of the Hospital Wing seared her gaze and her vision was reduced to slits. Four shapes surrounded her bed. One tall, blonde. Others were one black head and two red. She new these people, she just couldn't remember who they were.
"Hermione?" the smaller red one asked. She looked at the girl, puzzling over her identity.
"Lily?" she asked. The black one and the girl looked at each other.
"Lily? No, it's Ginny," she informed her.
"Ginny? Who's that?"
"Me."
Hermione winced, of course she was Ginny. But who was Ginny?
"Who am I?"
"Hermione Granger," the blonde boy said.
"And you. Who are you? And the black haired one. And the other red head. Who are you?"
"I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy. Your...boyfriend, and these are your friends. Harry Potter and Ronald or Ron Weasley," he replied.
Hermione frowned. She knew that name. Harry Potter.
"Harry Potter. I know that name. Are you a movie star?"
"No, I'm the boy-who-lived," he said softly.
Boy-who-lived? Boy-who-lived what?
"What did you live?"
"I survived being killed by an evil dark wizard called Voldemort."
"Why was he called Voldemort?"
The four looked at each other.
"Don't you remember anything?" the one called Ron asked.
"No. Nothing. Should I?"
"I'm getting Pomfrey," Draco said abruptly.
"Who's that?"
"Fast."
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"Well, Miss Granger, you should start getting some memory back soon. I may have given you a little too much Sleeping Draught for your own good. It isn't permanent but you're so sleepy you've just lost a little...sanity," Madam Pomfrey pronounced. Hermione looked at her blankly.
"Why did I have a - what did you call it? Sleeping Draught?"
"You were pregnant. You miscarried. I gave you something for the stress."
Pregnant? She had to have been raped. By no stretch of the imagination would she submit to openly sleeping with someone.
"Who raped me?" she asked blankly. Harry looked startled.
"Rape?"
"Well, I wouldn't have openly...shagged with someone now, would I?" Hermione insisted.
"Actually, you did," he responded. Hermione frowned. What?
"Who with?"
"Me," Draco replied, stepping forward.
"You! But you're...you're Draco Malfoy! You...you're...you're so unbelievably...no, you're playing a trick on me! You can't be the one I..." Hermione spluttered. Something was coming back to her. A blonde boy, naked, sprawled on top of her. This blonde boy. This...
"Draco?" she asked incredulously. Draco tried to smile.
"Yes?"
"And Ginny? Ginny Weasley?" she questioned the girl. Ginny nodded, a wan smile on her lips.
"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. I remember Ron, vaguely, as Ginny's what...brother? Yeah, I suppose. But Harry Potter? I couldn't be friends with him? Surely not!" she laughed at the possibility.
"Hermione, you are friends with Harry," Ginny said, a note of disbelieving in her voice. Ron couldn't tell if it was with the Hermione/friends part or just the Hermione not remembering.
Hermione sighed heavily.
"This is all too much."
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A/N: I like the bit about Hermione having amnesia. It just adds pages and is heaps more fun!
Hehe. I'm considering changing the summary, because no one seems to read this. Anyway, see you all next chapter in a couple of weeks cos I'm going away on holidays! Actually, that's over now, sorry that it wasn't up faster.
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For many weeks, Hermione retched miserably in the bathroom before wheeling herself to her next class. Not than many people knew but Hermione could tell that if one person leaked the information, it would spread like wildfire.
Ron and Hermione had grown closer after their talk. No one asked what it was about, neither offered to say and it was kept a dark secret.
Harry and Ginny watched, somewhat disgusted, at Hermione and Draco together.
Hermione had since been able to use crutches, her left leg able to support her decently. Draco was available and stood to attention all the time.
It was strange, Hermione had commented one evening to Ron, that no one had noticed her gently expanded stomach or her continual vomiting.
Even Ron hadn't really noticed her stomach until Hermione had taken her robes off one evening claiming it was hot. Her belly, though not much bigger than usual, was larger, he had to admit.
Harry and Ginny were also present, Ginny on Harry's knees, caressing his lips softly with hers, had broken apart to glance at Hermione's stomach.
"Gee, I hadn't noticed how large it had gotten," Ginny whispered. Harry just nodded.
"Does it hurt?" Ron asked tentatively. Hermione glanced up at him, but continued to rub her hand on her tummy.
"Hurt? No, more peculiar than actually hurting. It's a strange feeling, having this little tickle all the time that you can't possibly scratch. I suppose it's a little frustrating," Hermione added thoughtfully.
Harry nodded. "Well, I suppose it'll hurt when it's coming out!"
"Hmm...I suppose," Hermione replied dreamily. Ginny kissed Harry's cheek before announcing she was going to bed. It wasn't long and Harry and Ron had also gone. Hermione was left in the common room alone, a foreboding feeling settling over her. Before anything could happen though, she grabbed her crutches and hobbled up the stairs.
~*~*~
Harry and Ron headed down to breakfast two weeks later. Hermione had not appeared but Ginny had told them that she had said 'Go ahead, she'd meet them later.' So, sighing resentfully, they disappeared through the portrait hole for what was to be a horrible Wednesday.
Harry and Ron sat down with Ginny squeezing in between Harry and Neville. Ron had already piled his plate with toast, eggs, bacon, tomato and hash browns while Harry had just managed to butter his toast with enough butter.
Ginny rolled her eyes before grabbing a piece of toast and nibbling at the end of it.
Draco, who was sitting at the other side of the hall, frowned. Where was Hermione? When she didn't walk in for a few minutes, Draco finally got up and walked over to Harry, Ron and Ginny.
"Hey! Where's Hermione?" he asked them.
"Shed tub gobe onf. Nuff shuore wear shed ist," Ron said. Harry was mildly impressed that he could even get anything out with the amount of food crammed into his mouth. Draco looked thoroughly disgusted joined by Ginny, Colin and Dennis Creevy, Lavender Brown and the two Patil's. Ron swallowed and then repeated himself.
"She told us to go on. We're not sure where she is."
"Right, great. Thanks anyway, see you at Potions," Draco said, retreating back to his table.
"Wonder what that was about?" said Ron. Harry shrugged.
"Hermione's carrying his child, what do you expect?"
"Hmm, yeah I suppose," Ginny agreed, a frown still decorating her face.
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Harry and Ron arrived a little early at Potions, expecting to find Hermione. She wasn't anywhere but they needn't have worried, they knew she'd come.
A small crowd of people began to waltz down the corridor. They lined up outside the classroom as Snape swept past them.
Harry was filled with the utmost loathing as he called them inside.
He set up his cauldron as Snape gave them the instructions and tapped the board. The method of the potion appeared and Harry set to work on it.
It wasn't until Draco nudged him that he realised Hermione hadn't turned up. Ron shrugged helplessly before spinning back to his smoking cauldron. Draco regarded them, then turned back to his potion.
At lunch, Harry told Ginny that Hermione had not been seen. Ginny looked thoughtful before saying that she was going to run up to the common room and see if Hermione was up there.
Abandoning her lunch, Ginny grabbed her bag and jogged up to the common room. She muttered the password - Godric Gryffindor - and dropped her bag on the couch before taking the steps two at a time.
Ginny knocked on Hermione's door. When she got no reply, she twisted the door knob and opened the door, peering around the corner. No one was there, so, closing the door, she walked over to the bathroom.
A thin ribbon of light was visible below the door as Ginny neared it. Heart pounding, she opened the door. Hermione was sitting against the shower, blood covering her hands, face and robes. It was also smeared around the bathroom.
Hermione glanced up, her eyes red, puffy and showing signs of recognition.
"Ginny?" she asked incredulously. Ginny nodded, fighting back tears. She took a few steps and sat down beside her friend.
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Gin...Gin I lost it!" she sobbed, tears dribbling down her face. Ginny understood immediately. Hermione had miscarried.
"Come on, let's go to the Hospital Wing. Come on," Ginny whispered. Hermione stood slowly, gingerly, and tears continued to pour down his face.
Before the pair left, Ginny turned around before muttering a quick, "Scourgify."
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"Where do you think Ginny went?" Ron asked.
"Mate, she told us, the Gryffindor Tower," Harry sighed, shoveling a bit more food into his mouth.
"Do you think she found Hermione?"
"Maybe, I'm not sure."
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"Oh, darling, I'm sorry!" Madam Pomfrey fussed. Hermione was pale, but the blood gave her some colour. "I had never expected this! Nothing!"
Poppy gave Hermione a rather large Sleeping draught before allowing Ginny to sprint back to lunch.
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The Great Hall doors opened slowly. Ginny managed to slip into lunch without being noticed. A few Hufflepuff's had glanced up but put them down again to their meals.
Ginny hurried over to the Slytherin table.
"Oi, Malfoy!" she asked. He looked up, a little annoyed at having his meal interrupted.
"Yes?" he drawled.
"Hermione would like to see you in the library, now," Ginny added. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Well, the Mudblood should come get me herself. Besides, why does she want to see me?"
"You know, that Arithmancy assignment! And she's so caught up at the moment."
"I don't know of any Arithmancy assignment!" Draco replied, still unsure of what Ginny was getting at.
"Yes you do, silly! It's the one Professor Vector gave you because you're so far ahead! Remember, the one with paintings and symbols which talked about babies," Ginny said, emphasizing the babies part. Draco suddenly cottoned on.
"Oh! Of course, that assignment!" he said dumbly. "Well, Pansy, Goyle, Crabbe, if you'll excuse me, I have a stupid thing that I have to do with Granger. I'll see you at...the Slytherin Common Room after Arithmancy."
Pansy, her lip stuck out in a pout, nodded. Goyle and Crabbe just smiled dumbly, nodding. Draco walked with Ginny, his hands sweaty.
They weren't even two steps out of the hall before Draco grabbed Ginny's wrist.
"What's the matter?" he asked urgently. Ginny forced herself to look at his steely grey eyes.
"It's Hermione," she whispered.
"I guessed as much," he snapped. "But what about Hermione?"
"She's...she's...she's miscarried," Ginny stammered. Draco blinked.
"What's that?"
Ginny started, before gazing at him.
"It...it means you aren't going to be a father," she whispered again. Draco stopped his pacing.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," he muttered. "Is she alright?"
"Apart from shock, she's pretty fine."
"I need to get to the Hospital Wing," he said shortly. Ginny nodded before he turned to walk off. Ginny managed to just grab his arm.
"What?"
"Well, just...just be supportive and don't do anything that might hurt her. She's asleep now, but just don't step on her toes if you know what I mean."
Draco nodded before running off to the Hospital Wing.
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"Hey, Ginny! Find Hermione?" Ron asked, oblivious to her silent tears. Harry noticed though.
"What happened?" he demanded.
"It's Hermione. She isn't going to...to...to have a child," she whispered. Harry went white while Ron gagged.
"Oh god. I suppose Mal- Draco is with her?" Ron asked. Ginny just nodded.
"I have to see her," Ron muttered.
"What?" Ginny and Harry asked in unison.
"I need to see her. Something has to be sorted out. I'll be back but I might miss Divination."
"Well, if you're missing it, so am I," Harry announced.
"Fine. I'm coming too then!" Ginny cried angrily. The trio stood and ran to the Hospital Wing.
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Hermione's eyes fluttered open some hours later. The white of the Hospital Wing seared her gaze and her vision was reduced to slits. Four shapes surrounded her bed. One tall, blonde. Others were one black head and two red. She new these people, she just couldn't remember who they were.
"Hermione?" the smaller red one asked. She looked at the girl, puzzling over her identity.
"Lily?" she asked. The black one and the girl looked at each other.
"Lily? No, it's Ginny," she informed her.
"Ginny? Who's that?"
"Me."
Hermione winced, of course she was Ginny. But who was Ginny?
"Who am I?"
"Hermione Granger," the blonde boy said.
"And you. Who are you? And the black haired one. And the other red head. Who are you?"
"I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy. Your...boyfriend, and these are your friends. Harry Potter and Ronald or Ron Weasley," he replied.
Hermione frowned. She knew that name. Harry Potter.
"Harry Potter. I know that name. Are you a movie star?"
"No, I'm the boy-who-lived," he said softly.
Boy-who-lived? Boy-who-lived what?
"What did you live?"
"I survived being killed by an evil dark wizard called Voldemort."
"Why was he called Voldemort?"
The four looked at each other.
"Don't you remember anything?" the one called Ron asked.
"No. Nothing. Should I?"
"I'm getting Pomfrey," Draco said abruptly.
"Who's that?"
"Fast."
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"Well, Miss Granger, you should start getting some memory back soon. I may have given you a little too much Sleeping Draught for your own good. It isn't permanent but you're so sleepy you've just lost a little...sanity," Madam Pomfrey pronounced. Hermione looked at her blankly.
"Why did I have a - what did you call it? Sleeping Draught?"
"You were pregnant. You miscarried. I gave you something for the stress."
Pregnant? She had to have been raped. By no stretch of the imagination would she submit to openly sleeping with someone.
"Who raped me?" she asked blankly. Harry looked startled.
"Rape?"
"Well, I wouldn't have openly...shagged with someone now, would I?" Hermione insisted.
"Actually, you did," he responded. Hermione frowned. What?
"Who with?"
"Me," Draco replied, stepping forward.
"You! But you're...you're Draco Malfoy! You...you're...you're so unbelievably...no, you're playing a trick on me! You can't be the one I..." Hermione spluttered. Something was coming back to her. A blonde boy, naked, sprawled on top of her. This blonde boy. This...
"Draco?" she asked incredulously. Draco tried to smile.
"Yes?"
"And Ginny? Ginny Weasley?" she questioned the girl. Ginny nodded, a wan smile on her lips.
"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. I remember Ron, vaguely, as Ginny's what...brother? Yeah, I suppose. But Harry Potter? I couldn't be friends with him? Surely not!" she laughed at the possibility.
"Hermione, you are friends with Harry," Ginny said, a note of disbelieving in her voice. Ron couldn't tell if it was with the Hermione/friends part or just the Hermione not remembering.
Hermione sighed heavily.
"This is all too much."
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A/N: I like the bit about Hermione having amnesia. It just adds pages and is heaps more fun!
Hehe. I'm considering changing the summary, because no one seems to read this. Anyway, see you all next chapter in a couple of weeks cos I'm going away on holidays! Actually, that's over now, sorry that it wasn't up faster.
