The morning sun shown brightly through the heavy red curtains. Hermione's
eyes flickered open. She was lying on her side and she felt a bit chilly so
she reached down to pull the blankets over her more, ignoring the fact that
she had no clothes on. She felt sick to her stomach and felt like she
needed to empty her stomach.
She started to roll over when she noticed the arm wrapped around her waist. She looked over and realized that she was lying next to Harry's bare chest. He was breathing heavily. The sunlight lit up his face, making him glow.
Then it hit her. She had slept with Harry. She didn't know how she managed to get to this point. All she could remember was the party, they were talking and Seamus brought something in.then.she couldn't remember anymore. She reached over and shook Harry's shoulder. His eyes slowly opened.
"Harry? Are you awake?"
"I am now.what are we doing.what did we do?"
"I don't know. I don't remember anything. All I remember is that Seamus brought something to the party and we had some.then my mind goes blank. Do you think we did something stupid?"
Harry looked down towards the end of the bed. "By the looks of it.yeah. We did something really bad."
"That's what I was afraid of. I have an awful feeling in my gut."
"Me too."
"No, like I need to throw up. Harry?" She turned so her whole body was facing him. She looked into his emerald eyes, which were wide with surprise.
"What?"
"Do you think.we.could have been." She dreaded the words coming from her mouth. ".drunk?"
"It seems possible. We don't remember anything, you feel sick, and we slept together. From our history together, I never thought you would do something like this until we were married."
"I know. I never thought.did you just say 'we'?" Her face lit up with a huge smile.
"I meant you." But Harry didn't seem to notice her smile. Her face fell. She rolled over and sat up. She stood up and started to gather up her clothes. She put on her underwear and her shorts. She then grabbed one of Harry's extremely large shirts and threw it on.
"Um.that's my shirt, Mione."
"I don't care. I'm sorry, but I have to go." She hurried out of the room, slamming the door behind her, leaving a shocked Harry sitting in the bed. Harry slowly got up and threw on his boxers. He noticed that all of the rest of the beds in the seventh year boy's dormitory were unslept in. He went to the bathroom, took a shower, got dressed and headed downstairs.
He stopped halfway down the stairs and noticed Ron, Seamus, Neville, and the other seventh year boys sleeping in odd positions around the common room. He didn't want to disturb them.they obviously knew what he and Hermione were doing in his room. He tiptoed to the door and headed for the Great Hall.
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Meanwhile, Hermione had just gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed when there was a knock on the bathroom door. She finished putting on her makeup and opened the door. There stood two smiling faces. The faces belonged to Lavender and Ginny.
"So, what was it like?"
"Yeah! Was it fun?"
"Was wha.oh. I guess you know."
"Everyone knows!" Lavender grabbed Hermione's hand, led her to the bed and sat down. Ginny followed.
"Please! Tell us!"
"First, tell me how we got there."
"You don't remember? Well, than. First, you kissed Seamus." Hermione interrupted her.
"I did?" She didn't sound too happy about that.
"Let me finish! Then, I got mad at Seamus so he kissed me very passionately. He said that your kiss didn't mean anything to him. And you said 'Oh it didn't! Well, than maybe Harry will appreciate my lips unlike someone.' And then you kissed him. And I said 'Oh, you wanna play that game.' So we had a contest who could kiss better. Finally, Seamus and I kissed for about a minute. By then the whole room was watching. Then you said 'Okay, how about this' or something like that. You reached down and grabbed a shocked Harry's hand and led him upstairs to the boy's dormitory. We were all a little drunk, not as bad as you though, so my details might not be exact."
"I did that? Me, Hermione Granger, did all that? Holy s***."
"Hermione, watch what you say! You don't want to make you reputation worse."
"So, where did all the boys sleep then?"
"In the common room. I hate to say this, but you two were pretty loud." Hermione pointed to her self and mouthed 'me'. Lavender and Ginny just smiled and laughed. Hermione was so disappointed in her self. If her mother ever found out that she had sex and wasn't married, she might as well dig her own grave.
"Well, I think I'm going to go down to the Great Hall and put a little something in my stomach."
"No! First you have to tell us!"
"I don't remember any of it. I was too drunk. Sorry, I'll try to remember and when I do, I will tell you. And Lavender, where were you during the whole contest part?"
"According to Ginny, Ron and I were making out furiously on the couch."
"I wish that was all I did. Well, talk to you later." Hermione rushed out of the room and tiptoed through the common room to the door. She stepped on a squeaky part of the floor and Ron sat straight up, along with all the other boys.
"Hey, Hermione! How are you?" They all spoke at once.
"Not now, maybe later.you could ask Harry. He's still upstairs."
"No, he went to the Great Hall already." Hermione paused; she didn't want to talk with Harry right now, especially in the Great Hall. She went anyway, thinking she could grab some food and go to the Library to eat.
She got there and walked over to sit next to Harry. Faces snapped in her direction from every table. She sat down and leaned towards Harry to whisper something. But he spoke first.
"Apparently everyone knows."
"How?"
"Parviti told Pansy Parkinson who told Slytherin which means Malfoy knows which means he told everyone else. Sorry."
"That's okay." She gave him a quick hug.
"Do you think we might be able to talk about this?" Harry looked deep in her eyes.
"Okay, lets go for a walk.outside."
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About six weeks later, Hermione felt sick. She walked to the Hospital wing during lunch to see if Madam Pompfrey had any potions to help her upset stomach, head ache, and the dizziness.
"Well, come lay down on the bed over here. Here, eat some of this." She handed Hermione a small piece of chocolate. She bustled about gathering a few things for her patient.
"Okay, take a sip of this and put this under your tongue." A rather large thermometer was stuck under Hermione's tongue. It was a magic thermometer that didn't take temperature: it told the nurse or doctor what the patient had. There were colors on it and there was a chart that told what each color was. When the bar reached a certain color, the nurse looked on the chart and it told them what the patient had.
A few minutes later, Madam Pompfrey pulled the stick from under Hermione's tongue.
"The color is.pink." She looked at the wall chart and searched for what the color pink meant. "Hermione, dear. You're just fine. And I'm sure you'll be a fine mother."
"WHAT?!?!?" She screamed and stood straight up.
"Dear, you're pregnant. You're going to have a baby! Congratulations! Do you want me to get Harry for you?"
"You know too?" Hermione was horrified. If the nurse knew, then the rest of the professors must know. She slowly sat back down on the bed and looked at the floor.
"Why, everyone knows. We professors and nurses have just been waiting for the day you and Harry got together."
"We're not together. Who told you?"
"One of the portraits. Do you want me to get Harry?" The nurse headed towards the door.
"No.that's all right. I'll tell him. Thanks for your help." Hermione trudged slowly back to the common room. She walked in and fainted. Luckily, she was close enough to the couch she landed on it.
About ten minutes later, Harry entered the common room, just after classes. He saw Hermione on the couch and dropped his books and ran to her. He sat her up in his lap and shook her.
"Hermione? Mione, please wake up? What's wrong with you?" Hermione's eyes flickered and she slowly came to life.
"What? Where am I?"
"Don't worry, you just fainted. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm." She was about to say fine and then remember what just happened at the hospital wing. "No, I'm not fine. Harry, I have something to tell you." She moved off his lap, and sat up. She took a hold of one of his hands and looked him in the eyes.
"Sure, what's wrong?"
"Harry.I'm pregnant.I'm going to have a baby.we're going to have a baby." Harry eyes turned and looked into the fire. "Are you mad at me?"
"No, you didn't do it by yourself. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself."
"Aren't you excited?"
"Why should I be excited? I'm seventeen and I'm going to have a baby! What's so exciting about that?"
"Harry, we created life! You should be happy." Hermione's eyes filled up with water. One lone tear escaped and slid silently down her cheek.
"Hermione! Don't you get it? We were drunk, we had sex, and now you're pregnant! You're mother is going to kill me! Us! She's going to kill us!" Harry stood up and walked towards the fire. Still starring into it, he spoke softly. "I guess we'll have to tell them.in person."
To Be Continued
She started to roll over when she noticed the arm wrapped around her waist. She looked over and realized that she was lying next to Harry's bare chest. He was breathing heavily. The sunlight lit up his face, making him glow.
Then it hit her. She had slept with Harry. She didn't know how she managed to get to this point. All she could remember was the party, they were talking and Seamus brought something in.then.she couldn't remember anymore. She reached over and shook Harry's shoulder. His eyes slowly opened.
"Harry? Are you awake?"
"I am now.what are we doing.what did we do?"
"I don't know. I don't remember anything. All I remember is that Seamus brought something to the party and we had some.then my mind goes blank. Do you think we did something stupid?"
Harry looked down towards the end of the bed. "By the looks of it.yeah. We did something really bad."
"That's what I was afraid of. I have an awful feeling in my gut."
"Me too."
"No, like I need to throw up. Harry?" She turned so her whole body was facing him. She looked into his emerald eyes, which were wide with surprise.
"What?"
"Do you think.we.could have been." She dreaded the words coming from her mouth. ".drunk?"
"It seems possible. We don't remember anything, you feel sick, and we slept together. From our history together, I never thought you would do something like this until we were married."
"I know. I never thought.did you just say 'we'?" Her face lit up with a huge smile.
"I meant you." But Harry didn't seem to notice her smile. Her face fell. She rolled over and sat up. She stood up and started to gather up her clothes. She put on her underwear and her shorts. She then grabbed one of Harry's extremely large shirts and threw it on.
"Um.that's my shirt, Mione."
"I don't care. I'm sorry, but I have to go." She hurried out of the room, slamming the door behind her, leaving a shocked Harry sitting in the bed. Harry slowly got up and threw on his boxers. He noticed that all of the rest of the beds in the seventh year boy's dormitory were unslept in. He went to the bathroom, took a shower, got dressed and headed downstairs.
He stopped halfway down the stairs and noticed Ron, Seamus, Neville, and the other seventh year boys sleeping in odd positions around the common room. He didn't want to disturb them.they obviously knew what he and Hermione were doing in his room. He tiptoed to the door and headed for the Great Hall.
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Meanwhile, Hermione had just gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed when there was a knock on the bathroom door. She finished putting on her makeup and opened the door. There stood two smiling faces. The faces belonged to Lavender and Ginny.
"So, what was it like?"
"Yeah! Was it fun?"
"Was wha.oh. I guess you know."
"Everyone knows!" Lavender grabbed Hermione's hand, led her to the bed and sat down. Ginny followed.
"Please! Tell us!"
"First, tell me how we got there."
"You don't remember? Well, than. First, you kissed Seamus." Hermione interrupted her.
"I did?" She didn't sound too happy about that.
"Let me finish! Then, I got mad at Seamus so he kissed me very passionately. He said that your kiss didn't mean anything to him. And you said 'Oh it didn't! Well, than maybe Harry will appreciate my lips unlike someone.' And then you kissed him. And I said 'Oh, you wanna play that game.' So we had a contest who could kiss better. Finally, Seamus and I kissed for about a minute. By then the whole room was watching. Then you said 'Okay, how about this' or something like that. You reached down and grabbed a shocked Harry's hand and led him upstairs to the boy's dormitory. We were all a little drunk, not as bad as you though, so my details might not be exact."
"I did that? Me, Hermione Granger, did all that? Holy s***."
"Hermione, watch what you say! You don't want to make you reputation worse."
"So, where did all the boys sleep then?"
"In the common room. I hate to say this, but you two were pretty loud." Hermione pointed to her self and mouthed 'me'. Lavender and Ginny just smiled and laughed. Hermione was so disappointed in her self. If her mother ever found out that she had sex and wasn't married, she might as well dig her own grave.
"Well, I think I'm going to go down to the Great Hall and put a little something in my stomach."
"No! First you have to tell us!"
"I don't remember any of it. I was too drunk. Sorry, I'll try to remember and when I do, I will tell you. And Lavender, where were you during the whole contest part?"
"According to Ginny, Ron and I were making out furiously on the couch."
"I wish that was all I did. Well, talk to you later." Hermione rushed out of the room and tiptoed through the common room to the door. She stepped on a squeaky part of the floor and Ron sat straight up, along with all the other boys.
"Hey, Hermione! How are you?" They all spoke at once.
"Not now, maybe later.you could ask Harry. He's still upstairs."
"No, he went to the Great Hall already." Hermione paused; she didn't want to talk with Harry right now, especially in the Great Hall. She went anyway, thinking she could grab some food and go to the Library to eat.
She got there and walked over to sit next to Harry. Faces snapped in her direction from every table. She sat down and leaned towards Harry to whisper something. But he spoke first.
"Apparently everyone knows."
"How?"
"Parviti told Pansy Parkinson who told Slytherin which means Malfoy knows which means he told everyone else. Sorry."
"That's okay." She gave him a quick hug.
"Do you think we might be able to talk about this?" Harry looked deep in her eyes.
"Okay, lets go for a walk.outside."
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About six weeks later, Hermione felt sick. She walked to the Hospital wing during lunch to see if Madam Pompfrey had any potions to help her upset stomach, head ache, and the dizziness.
"Well, come lay down on the bed over here. Here, eat some of this." She handed Hermione a small piece of chocolate. She bustled about gathering a few things for her patient.
"Okay, take a sip of this and put this under your tongue." A rather large thermometer was stuck under Hermione's tongue. It was a magic thermometer that didn't take temperature: it told the nurse or doctor what the patient had. There were colors on it and there was a chart that told what each color was. When the bar reached a certain color, the nurse looked on the chart and it told them what the patient had.
A few minutes later, Madam Pompfrey pulled the stick from under Hermione's tongue.
"The color is.pink." She looked at the wall chart and searched for what the color pink meant. "Hermione, dear. You're just fine. And I'm sure you'll be a fine mother."
"WHAT?!?!?" She screamed and stood straight up.
"Dear, you're pregnant. You're going to have a baby! Congratulations! Do you want me to get Harry for you?"
"You know too?" Hermione was horrified. If the nurse knew, then the rest of the professors must know. She slowly sat back down on the bed and looked at the floor.
"Why, everyone knows. We professors and nurses have just been waiting for the day you and Harry got together."
"We're not together. Who told you?"
"One of the portraits. Do you want me to get Harry?" The nurse headed towards the door.
"No.that's all right. I'll tell him. Thanks for your help." Hermione trudged slowly back to the common room. She walked in and fainted. Luckily, she was close enough to the couch she landed on it.
About ten minutes later, Harry entered the common room, just after classes. He saw Hermione on the couch and dropped his books and ran to her. He sat her up in his lap and shook her.
"Hermione? Mione, please wake up? What's wrong with you?" Hermione's eyes flickered and she slowly came to life.
"What? Where am I?"
"Don't worry, you just fainted. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm." She was about to say fine and then remember what just happened at the hospital wing. "No, I'm not fine. Harry, I have something to tell you." She moved off his lap, and sat up. She took a hold of one of his hands and looked him in the eyes.
"Sure, what's wrong?"
"Harry.I'm pregnant.I'm going to have a baby.we're going to have a baby." Harry eyes turned and looked into the fire. "Are you mad at me?"
"No, you didn't do it by yourself. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself."
"Aren't you excited?"
"Why should I be excited? I'm seventeen and I'm going to have a baby! What's so exciting about that?"
"Harry, we created life! You should be happy." Hermione's eyes filled up with water. One lone tear escaped and slid silently down her cheek.
"Hermione! Don't you get it? We were drunk, we had sex, and now you're pregnant! You're mother is going to kill me! Us! She's going to kill us!" Harry stood up and walked towards the fire. Still starring into it, he spoke softly. "I guess we'll have to tell them.in person."
To Be Continued