Chapter 10: Hermione Knows

A/N: I was looking through my stories and stuff, and I couldn't believe I hadn't updated this story in almost two years! It's amazing how creative you mind gets at midnight. Still this was written in one night and mostly wrote itself. Hope you enjoy it.

Friday couldn't come fast enough for Ginny. Snape seemed determined as ever to make her life miserable, but she made an extra effort to keep herself out of detention for Friday. After quickly eating dinner after classes Ginny hurried to her dorm to finish up homework she knew she wouldn't get done that weekend if she didn't.

As she was pulling out her names book, getting ready to head to the library when there was a knock on the door. Stuffing the book into her pocket she invited the knocker to enter. To her surprise it was Hermione.

"Evening, Mione." She said as greeting not hiding her surprise.

Hermione smiled almost shyly, "Hey Gin."

There was a moment of silence. Ginny hadn't made very good friends with many of her brothers friends, but Hermione and she had some secretes together and on occasion hung out, if only to escape from the boys.

"Was there something you needed?" Ginny finally ventured.

"Actually, I was wondering..." she paused, " I was wondering if I could go with you to see Professor Riddle."

Ginny blinked in surprise, "What? How'd you know I was going to see her?"

Hermione smiled slightly and clasped her hands behind her back, " I know a lot of things." She stepped closer and said quietly, " I know Professor Riddle is pregnant."

Ginny gasped, "What!? How? You didn't tell anyone did you?"

Hermione shook her head, "No! I knew she was hiding it, I think I know why too."

"Why do you want to come with me?"

Hermione smiled again, "Because I know it'll make Ron and Harry mad."

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Storm waited outside the library for Ginny. She could almost laugh at herself for making friends with her students, but for an unknown reason the littlest Weasly had she had clicked, it was like they had known each other for years.

She was surprised to see Hermione walking next to Ginny when they came around the corner. She knew Ginny had a reason for bringing Granger. She waited for them to met her then started walking towards the teachers corridors. Ginny quickly jumped into an explanation.

"She already knew Professor. She wanted to get away for the boys. I hope you don't mind."

Storm smiled at both of them, " No worries Gin. But please, class is over, you can call me Storm now."

Hermione all but beamed her happiness.

" I knew you weren't as bad as Ron and Harry think." she said.

Storm laughed, "I appreciate the vote of confidence."

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That night the girls stayed up into the early hours of the morning, laughing over names, teachers and life.

Storm woke to the sun shinning in her eyes. She was sitting against the back board of her bed, Ginny was sprawled across the foot of the bed facing Storm and using a book as a pillow. Hermione had fallen asleep leaning against Storm's shoulder.

Glancing at the clock by her bed she realized she had half an hour before her meeting with Dumbledore. She gently moved out from under Hermione and laid her in a more comfortable position. She magically widened her bed so Ginny's legs weren't hanging off the side then hurriedly got dressed.

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Snape stepped out of Dumbledore's office. To his surprise the topic of the meeting stood opposite of the door. She acknowledged him with a slight raise of her eye brows and a nod.

Snape stood in front of the door and studied her. The illusions did well to hide her condition. Though he doubted the roundness in her belly would deter the beauty of her face. Even through the illusion she glowed with happiness of the expected child. The torches on the wall cast shadows in her silver hair as it shifted with her slight movements. Her normally violet eyes were now an irritated gray as she pushed passed him into the office.

He started walking towards the dungeons. Dumbledore had cleared many of Snape's miss giving's of Storms presence at the school. He was not surprised. But he still could not rid himself of his dislike of her. Maybe it was the way his eyes seemed to always search for her. Or how his hearts skipped a beat when he saw her smile. Or maybe it was the way she made him lose his temper and whatever sense he seemed to have. No, he knew why, and no excuse could make it go away, it was because so many years ago, she had broken his heart.

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