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A Turn for the Worst By blah gurl
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~~Flashback~~
Dear Harry,
How are you? You're summer? The Durselys'- never mind. I can only guess what they do to you all summer. Well, I have something to tell you and I was wondering if we could meet at Diagon Alley sometime soon? It's kind of important, so I hope we can meet soon. Write back.
Love Hermione
Harry folded up the letter and stuffed it in the pocket of his robes. He had been reading it all summer, since Hermione sent it. Well, it really wasn't all summer; they had only graduated in May and it was the end of June so, more like a month and a half. He was too confused and didn't understand what she had to tell him. The worst thing he thought of was her moving far away, or she being really sick. The thought of what really happened never crossed his mind.
He sat at a stone table in front of the small café in Diagon Alley. He pulled his glasses from his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. He then cleaned them on his robes.
"Hey, stranger." Hermione set her bag on the table and sat across from Harry. She didn't get comfortable until she had reached over and kissed the Boy Who Lived. Though it should have been longer since they hadn't seen each other all summer, the kiss wasn't passionate. Just quick and soft.
"So, what was it that you needed to talk to me about?" Harry spoke before Hermione had a chance.
"Well," she began. She took off her robe and laid it over the back of her chair.
"I'm pregnant!" Hermione smiled and looked at her friend, but noticed his expression and stopped smiling. "What's wrong?"
Harry released his hold on her hands and took off his glasses. He rubbed his eyes back and forth before returning his glasses to his face. "I didn't think you would take this so harshly, Harry. I though you would at least be happy that it didn't happen earlier in the school year and that it would show during school. Please smile, just for me?"
Harry just shook his head. "C'mon." He grabbed her hand and stood her up. Hermione quickly slung her bag over her shoulder and was pulled by Harry down the street.
"Harry, where are we going?" Hermione laughed as she was pulled through the crowd. Harry stopped so suddenly, Hermione bumped into him, almost knocking him over. "Um. Harry, why are we at the chapel?"
They were standing in front of a small white chapel that was hidden between two larger buildings. The red front door and black windows almost made it look deserted. Harry pulled Hermione forward through the door.
"Harry, are you feeling okay?"
"Here, sit here. I'll be right back." Harry pushed Hermione into a seat and disappeared behind a door. A few minutes later, he came out, followed by an elderly wizard dressed in long, black robes.
"Hermione, this is Reverend Dumbledore; Professor Dumbledore's younger brother. Reverend, this is the girl I was telling you about." Hermione stood to greet the Reverend.
"Nice to meet you. Harry, what are we doing here?" Hermione grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes, trying to find an answer.
"Ah, if you two will follow me over here, I will begin the ceremony." Harry allowed the Reverend to walk ahead before he whispered into Hermione's ear.
"Sorry to worry you, but I thought that we should get married before the baby is born." He placed his hand on her stomach. "We don't want it to grow up thinking its parents' had sex before they were married." He smiled and looked Hermione in the eyes.
"Oh, my gosh! Harry! Are you serious? I can't believe this is happening!" She kissed him quickly and pulled him forward toward the priest, who was waiting at the alter.
Harry turned to face Hermione and took a hold of both of her hands. The two seventeen-year-olds smiled at each other, then turned to look at the Reverend.
About five minutes later, the two were happily married and headed out the door of the old, dark chapel.
Once out the door, Harry pulled Hermione close to him and kissed her deeply. Once they broke apart, there was a slight applause. The two stood up straight to see about ten people starring at them.
"Well down!"
"He really does love you!"
"It was just like a movie!" some of them shouted. Harry and Hermione blushed. Once the crowd had moved on, the two turned to each other and got lost in each other's eyes.
"Harry, why did you do that?" Hermione drummed her fingers across his chest, waiting for an answer. Harry played with her hair.
"Well, I thought it was necessary at the moment. You aren't mad at me, are you?" Hermione looked shocked and a little hurt.
"Mad at you? No! I'm the complete opposite! Deeply in love with you!" Hermione pressed her lips to his for another kiss. The two walked hand in hand back to their cars parked outside the Leaky Cauldron.
~~End Flashback~~
"Professor!" Hermione jerked herself back to modern day. "Hermione, haven't you heard a word that we've said during any of this meeting?" Albus Dumbledore and the rest of the staff at Hogwarts looked down and across the table at the young professor as she snapped out of her daydream.
"Hermione, dear. What's wrong? You've been starring into space during this whole meeting. Now, as you were saying, Albus." Minerva turned back to the headmaster who sat in the middle of the table on the right side.
"Well, the students will be here shortly and we need to figure out who will be calling them to the stool to be sorted into their houses. Any volunteers?" Professor McGonagall raised her hand followed by Professor Granger. "Well, Hermione, are you sure? It's not as easy as you think."
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Well, Minerva, if you don't mind. Shall we let Hermione just try it and see what is like? After all, you've done it every year since Miss Granger was just a baby. That's almost 28 years."
"I don't mind, Albus. It was never assigned to me as a job anyway. Good luck, Hermione." Just as the elderly witch spoke, the large clock near the doors chimed six. "Well, the students are here now. Meet them at the staircase in the north upper hall." Hermione nodded and stood to go greet the new students. Just as she exited, the older students filed in and sat at their tables.
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"Welcome, boys and girls to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your classmates, but first you will be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Please follow me." Hermione led a group of terrified first years through the large doors into the Great Hall.
All of them were terrified when the entered into the giant room. All but one; Adianna wasn't scared at all, for she had been in here many times and was used to the ceiling and how it looked like the sky.
Hermione stepped up on the slight platform next to the chair. "Just wait along here and when I call your name, you will sit under the hat and what for its decision. Bonnie Willgo."
A rather tiny girl with raven black hair walked up and sat down. Hermione carefully placed the sorting hat on her head.
"Hmm.this is a tough one. But I know just what to do with you.Ravenclaw!" The girl bounced off the stool and sat at the table of cheering Ravenclaws. Hermione called several more kids up until she reached an extremely familiar name on the list.
"Adianna Granger!" Hermione winked at her daughter as she approached the stool. She placed the hat on her daughter's head and stood back, hoping for one thing.
"Well, well, well. The daughter of a professor, I see. It looks like the only place you could belong is.Gryffindor!" Hermione smiled as her daughter joined the table of cheering Gryffindors. Hermione called out two more children's names, but she once again found herself looking at another familiar name.
She looked at the name and read it over and over again in her head. She looked back at the professors' table and gulped. She had to read it. She couldn't not read it. But she couldn't. Her gut ached and she felt the need to faint. Professor McGonagall saw this and walked over to her. The two teachers whispered quietly so no one could hear.
"Hermione, dear, are you all right? You look extremely pale." Hermione shook her head and handed Minerva the scroll. She quickly left the Great Hall through one of the many side doors.
"Well, it seems that Professor Granger is feeling ill, so I will continue. Nicholas Potter."
A skinny, black haired boy stepped forward. He looked very much like Harry had when they were in first year. He sat on the stool and awaited his fate. The professor placed the hat on the boy's head and stood back.
"Well, the son of the Boy Who Lived. You know, he argued with me not to put him in Slytherin, but he could've been great there. You seem to be the same way. But your mind speaks not Slytherin, so.Gryffindor!" The boy smiled and jumped up, nearly knocking the hat off his head.
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After relieving her stomach of its contents many times, Hermione sat on the floor and leaned back against the stall door. She couldn't believe that Harry had another child. She didn't believe it. Not for one second.
'Oh, god! That boy is the same age as Adianna. Then that must mean.oh lord. He cheated on me. The only way was for him to cheat on me and get the girl pregnant. Oh god, no wonder!' she thought to her self.
"How could I be so stupid?" she practically shouted. She buried her face in her arms and cried.
"Hermione?" Hermione must have jumped a mile. She stood and opened the door. She stepped out and saw Minerva standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and found herself in a warm hug.
"Don't worry. There's nothing to cry about. Harry isn't here anymore, so it doesn't matter what happened in the past. You can't get mad at him now for something he did more than ten years ago. Come on, we're missing the feast, and I'm pretty sure you want to see your daughter. She looked pretty sad when you left." The elder led the younger women out of the bathroom and back to the feast.
~~~To be Continued~~~
A/N: well, surprising? Okay, maybe not. But I assure you that it will get MUCH more interesting.at least it is to me. Love y'all for reading and reviewing.k bye blah gurl
A Turn for the Worst By blah gurl
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~~Flashback~~
Dear Harry,
How are you? You're summer? The Durselys'- never mind. I can only guess what they do to you all summer. Well, I have something to tell you and I was wondering if we could meet at Diagon Alley sometime soon? It's kind of important, so I hope we can meet soon. Write back.
Love Hermione
Harry folded up the letter and stuffed it in the pocket of his robes. He had been reading it all summer, since Hermione sent it. Well, it really wasn't all summer; they had only graduated in May and it was the end of June so, more like a month and a half. He was too confused and didn't understand what she had to tell him. The worst thing he thought of was her moving far away, or she being really sick. The thought of what really happened never crossed his mind.
He sat at a stone table in front of the small café in Diagon Alley. He pulled his glasses from his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. He then cleaned them on his robes.
"Hey, stranger." Hermione set her bag on the table and sat across from Harry. She didn't get comfortable until she had reached over and kissed the Boy Who Lived. Though it should have been longer since they hadn't seen each other all summer, the kiss wasn't passionate. Just quick and soft.
"So, what was it that you needed to talk to me about?" Harry spoke before Hermione had a chance.
"Well," she began. She took off her robe and laid it over the back of her chair.
"I'm pregnant!" Hermione smiled and looked at her friend, but noticed his expression and stopped smiling. "What's wrong?"
Harry released his hold on her hands and took off his glasses. He rubbed his eyes back and forth before returning his glasses to his face. "I didn't think you would take this so harshly, Harry. I though you would at least be happy that it didn't happen earlier in the school year and that it would show during school. Please smile, just for me?"
Harry just shook his head. "C'mon." He grabbed her hand and stood her up. Hermione quickly slung her bag over her shoulder and was pulled by Harry down the street.
"Harry, where are we going?" Hermione laughed as she was pulled through the crowd. Harry stopped so suddenly, Hermione bumped into him, almost knocking him over. "Um. Harry, why are we at the chapel?"
They were standing in front of a small white chapel that was hidden between two larger buildings. The red front door and black windows almost made it look deserted. Harry pulled Hermione forward through the door.
"Harry, are you feeling okay?"
"Here, sit here. I'll be right back." Harry pushed Hermione into a seat and disappeared behind a door. A few minutes later, he came out, followed by an elderly wizard dressed in long, black robes.
"Hermione, this is Reverend Dumbledore; Professor Dumbledore's younger brother. Reverend, this is the girl I was telling you about." Hermione stood to greet the Reverend.
"Nice to meet you. Harry, what are we doing here?" Hermione grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes, trying to find an answer.
"Ah, if you two will follow me over here, I will begin the ceremony." Harry allowed the Reverend to walk ahead before he whispered into Hermione's ear.
"Sorry to worry you, but I thought that we should get married before the baby is born." He placed his hand on her stomach. "We don't want it to grow up thinking its parents' had sex before they were married." He smiled and looked Hermione in the eyes.
"Oh, my gosh! Harry! Are you serious? I can't believe this is happening!" She kissed him quickly and pulled him forward toward the priest, who was waiting at the alter.
Harry turned to face Hermione and took a hold of both of her hands. The two seventeen-year-olds smiled at each other, then turned to look at the Reverend.
About five minutes later, the two were happily married and headed out the door of the old, dark chapel.
Once out the door, Harry pulled Hermione close to him and kissed her deeply. Once they broke apart, there was a slight applause. The two stood up straight to see about ten people starring at them.
"Well down!"
"He really does love you!"
"It was just like a movie!" some of them shouted. Harry and Hermione blushed. Once the crowd had moved on, the two turned to each other and got lost in each other's eyes.
"Harry, why did you do that?" Hermione drummed her fingers across his chest, waiting for an answer. Harry played with her hair.
"Well, I thought it was necessary at the moment. You aren't mad at me, are you?" Hermione looked shocked and a little hurt.
"Mad at you? No! I'm the complete opposite! Deeply in love with you!" Hermione pressed her lips to his for another kiss. The two walked hand in hand back to their cars parked outside the Leaky Cauldron.
~~End Flashback~~
"Professor!" Hermione jerked herself back to modern day. "Hermione, haven't you heard a word that we've said during any of this meeting?" Albus Dumbledore and the rest of the staff at Hogwarts looked down and across the table at the young professor as she snapped out of her daydream.
"Hermione, dear. What's wrong? You've been starring into space during this whole meeting. Now, as you were saying, Albus." Minerva turned back to the headmaster who sat in the middle of the table on the right side.
"Well, the students will be here shortly and we need to figure out who will be calling them to the stool to be sorted into their houses. Any volunteers?" Professor McGonagall raised her hand followed by Professor Granger. "Well, Hermione, are you sure? It's not as easy as you think."
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Well, Minerva, if you don't mind. Shall we let Hermione just try it and see what is like? After all, you've done it every year since Miss Granger was just a baby. That's almost 28 years."
"I don't mind, Albus. It was never assigned to me as a job anyway. Good luck, Hermione." Just as the elderly witch spoke, the large clock near the doors chimed six. "Well, the students are here now. Meet them at the staircase in the north upper hall." Hermione nodded and stood to go greet the new students. Just as she exited, the older students filed in and sat at their tables.
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"Welcome, boys and girls to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your classmates, but first you will be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Please follow me." Hermione led a group of terrified first years through the large doors into the Great Hall.
All of them were terrified when the entered into the giant room. All but one; Adianna wasn't scared at all, for she had been in here many times and was used to the ceiling and how it looked like the sky.
Hermione stepped up on the slight platform next to the chair. "Just wait along here and when I call your name, you will sit under the hat and what for its decision. Bonnie Willgo."
A rather tiny girl with raven black hair walked up and sat down. Hermione carefully placed the sorting hat on her head.
"Hmm.this is a tough one. But I know just what to do with you.Ravenclaw!" The girl bounced off the stool and sat at the table of cheering Ravenclaws. Hermione called several more kids up until she reached an extremely familiar name on the list.
"Adianna Granger!" Hermione winked at her daughter as she approached the stool. She placed the hat on her daughter's head and stood back, hoping for one thing.
"Well, well, well. The daughter of a professor, I see. It looks like the only place you could belong is.Gryffindor!" Hermione smiled as her daughter joined the table of cheering Gryffindors. Hermione called out two more children's names, but she once again found herself looking at another familiar name.
She looked at the name and read it over and over again in her head. She looked back at the professors' table and gulped. She had to read it. She couldn't not read it. But she couldn't. Her gut ached and she felt the need to faint. Professor McGonagall saw this and walked over to her. The two teachers whispered quietly so no one could hear.
"Hermione, dear, are you all right? You look extremely pale." Hermione shook her head and handed Minerva the scroll. She quickly left the Great Hall through one of the many side doors.
"Well, it seems that Professor Granger is feeling ill, so I will continue. Nicholas Potter."
A skinny, black haired boy stepped forward. He looked very much like Harry had when they were in first year. He sat on the stool and awaited his fate. The professor placed the hat on the boy's head and stood back.
"Well, the son of the Boy Who Lived. You know, he argued with me not to put him in Slytherin, but he could've been great there. You seem to be the same way. But your mind speaks not Slytherin, so.Gryffindor!" The boy smiled and jumped up, nearly knocking the hat off his head.
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After relieving her stomach of its contents many times, Hermione sat on the floor and leaned back against the stall door. She couldn't believe that Harry had another child. She didn't believe it. Not for one second.
'Oh, god! That boy is the same age as Adianna. Then that must mean.oh lord. He cheated on me. The only way was for him to cheat on me and get the girl pregnant. Oh god, no wonder!' she thought to her self.
"How could I be so stupid?" she practically shouted. She buried her face in her arms and cried.
"Hermione?" Hermione must have jumped a mile. She stood and opened the door. She stepped out and saw Minerva standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and found herself in a warm hug.
"Don't worry. There's nothing to cry about. Harry isn't here anymore, so it doesn't matter what happened in the past. You can't get mad at him now for something he did more than ten years ago. Come on, we're missing the feast, and I'm pretty sure you want to see your daughter. She looked pretty sad when you left." The elder led the younger women out of the bathroom and back to the feast.
~~~To be Continued~~~
A/N: well, surprising? Okay, maybe not. But I assure you that it will get MUCH more interesting.at least it is to me. Love y'all for reading and reviewing.k bye blah gurl