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I walked down the cold corridors one blizzardy night in December. I am now 4 months pregnant and I was starting to feel it. Last month Poppy taught me the concealing charm and Professor Snape had to make up potions to keep my symptoms to a minimum.
"Hermione." Harry called after me.
I stopped in the middle of the corridor heading to the great hall and looked at Harry.
"Hi Harry." I smiled as cheerfully as I could.
"Where you going?" Harry asked catching up with me.
"Supper." I replied putting my hands on my stomach. "I'm starving."
Harry chuckled.
"Guys wait up." Ron yelled charging down the stairs.
"Told him yet?" Harry asked.
"Do you think I've told him yet?" I questioned back.
"Didn't think so." Harry replied as Ron joined us.
"Hey guys." Ron grinned.
He's been getting better since the funeral. Ginny goes to class and then locks herself in her room. She hasn't recovered yet. I honestly think it'll be awhile.
"Hi Ron." I looked at the floor.
"Ron." Harry said nicely.
"Lets go eat." I said and headed for the great hall.
We ate and talked through the meal and then after supper I took Ron and Harry outside.
"Okay Ron I have something I need to tell you before I leave on Christmas break." I said softly.
"What is it?" Ron asked.
I looked at his blue eyes and I saw a twinkle in his eyes like he thought he knew I was going to say.
"You should sit down. Or at least lean on a tree." I said.
Ron gave Harry and I a strange look. And then he leaned against a tree.
"Okay Ron this is going to come as a HUGE shock to you but I'm 4 months pregnant." I said softly.
"Sure I'll...you're WHAT?" Ron yelled.
"Pregnant." I repeated that one word that made me nervous, Ron freak, Harry shocked and Marcus so happy.
"Pr...pre...preg...pregnant." Ron stuttered in a tone you could hardly hear.
"Yes Ronald. I'm 4 months pregnant." I repeated again. "And the more you say it won't make my condition change."
Ron looked at his feet, and I watched the heavy snowfall.
"I need to go in." I said shivering. "It's very cold out here."
"I'll take you in." Harry said wrapping his arms around me and led me into the castle.
"Thanks Harry." I said sweetly.
"No problem." Harry replied.
"I think I need to talk to someone though." I said politely as we entered the castle.
"Talk to me Hermione." Harry turned me so I could look in his sparkling green eyes.
"No Harry." I replied. "Either Draco or Marcus."
"Why them?" Harry snapped. "I've been your friend for 6 years and now you're going to abandon me for them? Come on Hermione."
"Harry don't start." I snapped. "I'm sorry but this is just something I can't talk to you about."
Harry looked at me in a defeated way but headed away from me. I started to Marcus' room. It was very cold in the castle and dark but I had memorized the way to get to Marcus' room. When I got there the two young lovers where laughing and kissing.
"Excuse me." I said politely.
"Yes?" The witch looked at me and blushed.
"Can you tell Marcus that Hermione is here." I asked.
Marcus never told me what the password was and it was starting to annoy me. Soon the portrait opened and I stepped in. Sitting there on a brown couch was Marcus and Draco.
"Hey guys." I said and walked over to Marcus and sat in front of him and then leaned against him.
"You look upset." Marcus ran a hand through my hair.
"I just told Ron." I said looking at Draco. "I don't think he took it well."
"Just as long as he doesn't tell anyone right?" Draco spoke up.
"Yeah." I took a deep breath.
"I don't think he will." Marcus told Draco while he put his arms around me.
"Why?" Draco asked.
I had the same question.
"Because Hermione's hanging around us now. He doesn't want to get on our bad side."
"He doesn't know that I'm with you Marcus." I said quietly hoping he wouldn't get mad.
"Did he ask?" Draco looked at me.
"Of course Ron asked." I answered. "But I didn't tell him because he wasn't taking the fact that I was pregnant well."
Marcus chuckled, "when you going to tell him."
"Harry knows." I replied. "That is the only person that needs to know right now."
"And your parents?" Marcus asked.
"You are coming with me to tell them." I replied readjusting myself so I could see both Draco and Marcus.
"I don't think that is a brilliant idea Mione." Marcus gulped.
He is terrified of my father.
"If you don't it'll be even worse." I replied.
Marcus or Draco didn't push the conversation farther and I fell asleep in Marcus' arms while listening to them talk.
(Now skipping to their Christmas break)
I woke up maybe four or five days into Christmas break. Right then I decided it was time to tell my parents. But first to the bathroom. So after I did my thing in the bathroom I walked downstairs and found my father and Marcus talking and my mother making breakfast.
"Not right now." I said quietly and tugged at my plain black pj shirt that went to my knees.
"Morning baby." Mom hugged me.
"Morning mom." I said and looked at Marcus.
"Mione you better sit down." Dad told me.
I felt the urge to puke, thank god for Snape's potions. I sat down across from my father and Marcus.
"Yes?" I asked cautiously.
"Marcus just told us about your pregnancy." Dad just shot straight out.
He didn't look mad. And that made me very, very nervous.
"He did?" I asked shooting Marcus a very evil look.
"Yes he did." Mom replied sitting next to me.
"Yes he did." Dad repeated. "And I am very, very, very disappointed in you Hermione. I honestly thought you knew better."
'Here we go.' I thought.
"To tell you the truth I didn't know how to take it. Marcus told me last night after you went to sleep. And I did yell at him, I called him names and tried to kick him out. Your mother wouldn't allow it of course and I slept on it."
I nodded in understanding.
"I remember getting your mother in this exact same thing." He blushed looking at the counter top.
Then I remembered dad was 4 years older then mom and she was 32.
"He did. And I had to talk it over with him." Mom spoke. "Your father acted the same way my father did."
Dad blushed again and I chuckled.
"Although I am writing to Dumbledore to tell him I don't want Marcus near you, I am allowing him to stay for the rest of Christmas and for him to be able to see his child."
"You can't do that." I barked.
"Why can't I do that?" Dad snapped.
I didn't have a reason and I let my temper get the best of me.
"Exactly." My father smirked.
"The reason you can't do that sir is because I care about your daughter." Marcus spoke up.
I was surprised he stood up to my dad. Sort of.
"You're a kid Marcus." Dad snapped. "So is Hermione. She is too young to be taking care of a child and having a boyfriend around."
"I want to help her. That means if I have to take her away and have her live with me I will." Marcus yelled.
"Marcus stop." I told him. "Don't make him mad."
"Marcus listen to Hermione." Mom urged.
"I think you should leave young man." Dad spoke again and acknowledged Marcus like they just met.
"What?" Mom, Marcus and I asked at the same time.
"Hermione will talk to you in school." Dad said. "You are leaving now."
Marcus stood up and kissed my head before he headed upstairs. I got up and started to follow him.
"Hermione you stay here." Dad yelled and I stopped in my tracks.
"No." Was my response and I followed Marcus.
When I got up to the guest room he was sitting on the bed he had been sleeping in.
"Hi." I whispered and sat on his lap.
"You should've listened to your father." He whispered back and started rubbing my back.
"Don't tell me what to do." I replied. "I'm not a kid."
"You are Hermione." Marcus told me. "And you're father's right."
"No he's not." I stood up.
"Yes he is." Marcus said and looked at the floor.
"You better be ashamed." I snapped.
"I'm not." Marcus snapped back.
"You wanna know something?" I whimpered.
"What?" Marcus growled.
"I wish this never would've happened." I stated with tears starting to form. "You shouldn't have even hit on me."
Then I stormed out of the room leaving Marcus throwing more things around the room.
I walked down the cold corridors one blizzardy night in December. I am now 4 months pregnant and I was starting to feel it. Last month Poppy taught me the concealing charm and Professor Snape had to make up potions to keep my symptoms to a minimum.
"Hermione." Harry called after me.
I stopped in the middle of the corridor heading to the great hall and looked at Harry.
"Hi Harry." I smiled as cheerfully as I could.
"Where you going?" Harry asked catching up with me.
"Supper." I replied putting my hands on my stomach. "I'm starving."
Harry chuckled.
"Guys wait up." Ron yelled charging down the stairs.
"Told him yet?" Harry asked.
"Do you think I've told him yet?" I questioned back.
"Didn't think so." Harry replied as Ron joined us.
"Hey guys." Ron grinned.
He's been getting better since the funeral. Ginny goes to class and then locks herself in her room. She hasn't recovered yet. I honestly think it'll be awhile.
"Hi Ron." I looked at the floor.
"Ron." Harry said nicely.
"Lets go eat." I said and headed for the great hall.
We ate and talked through the meal and then after supper I took Ron and Harry outside.
"Okay Ron I have something I need to tell you before I leave on Christmas break." I said softly.
"What is it?" Ron asked.
I looked at his blue eyes and I saw a twinkle in his eyes like he thought he knew I was going to say.
"You should sit down. Or at least lean on a tree." I said.
Ron gave Harry and I a strange look. And then he leaned against a tree.
"Okay Ron this is going to come as a HUGE shock to you but I'm 4 months pregnant." I said softly.
"Sure I'll...you're WHAT?" Ron yelled.
"Pregnant." I repeated that one word that made me nervous, Ron freak, Harry shocked and Marcus so happy.
"Pr...pre...preg...pregnant." Ron stuttered in a tone you could hardly hear.
"Yes Ronald. I'm 4 months pregnant." I repeated again. "And the more you say it won't make my condition change."
Ron looked at his feet, and I watched the heavy snowfall.
"I need to go in." I said shivering. "It's very cold out here."
"I'll take you in." Harry said wrapping his arms around me and led me into the castle.
"Thanks Harry." I said sweetly.
"No problem." Harry replied.
"I think I need to talk to someone though." I said politely as we entered the castle.
"Talk to me Hermione." Harry turned me so I could look in his sparkling green eyes.
"No Harry." I replied. "Either Draco or Marcus."
"Why them?" Harry snapped. "I've been your friend for 6 years and now you're going to abandon me for them? Come on Hermione."
"Harry don't start." I snapped. "I'm sorry but this is just something I can't talk to you about."
Harry looked at me in a defeated way but headed away from me. I started to Marcus' room. It was very cold in the castle and dark but I had memorized the way to get to Marcus' room. When I got there the two young lovers where laughing and kissing.
"Excuse me." I said politely.
"Yes?" The witch looked at me and blushed.
"Can you tell Marcus that Hermione is here." I asked.
Marcus never told me what the password was and it was starting to annoy me. Soon the portrait opened and I stepped in. Sitting there on a brown couch was Marcus and Draco.
"Hey guys." I said and walked over to Marcus and sat in front of him and then leaned against him.
"You look upset." Marcus ran a hand through my hair.
"I just told Ron." I said looking at Draco. "I don't think he took it well."
"Just as long as he doesn't tell anyone right?" Draco spoke up.
"Yeah." I took a deep breath.
"I don't think he will." Marcus told Draco while he put his arms around me.
"Why?" Draco asked.
I had the same question.
"Because Hermione's hanging around us now. He doesn't want to get on our bad side."
"He doesn't know that I'm with you Marcus." I said quietly hoping he wouldn't get mad.
"Did he ask?" Draco looked at me.
"Of course Ron asked." I answered. "But I didn't tell him because he wasn't taking the fact that I was pregnant well."
Marcus chuckled, "when you going to tell him."
"Harry knows." I replied. "That is the only person that needs to know right now."
"And your parents?" Marcus asked.
"You are coming with me to tell them." I replied readjusting myself so I could see both Draco and Marcus.
"I don't think that is a brilliant idea Mione." Marcus gulped.
He is terrified of my father.
"If you don't it'll be even worse." I replied.
Marcus or Draco didn't push the conversation farther and I fell asleep in Marcus' arms while listening to them talk.
(Now skipping to their Christmas break)
I woke up maybe four or five days into Christmas break. Right then I decided it was time to tell my parents. But first to the bathroom. So after I did my thing in the bathroom I walked downstairs and found my father and Marcus talking and my mother making breakfast.
"Not right now." I said quietly and tugged at my plain black pj shirt that went to my knees.
"Morning baby." Mom hugged me.
"Morning mom." I said and looked at Marcus.
"Mione you better sit down." Dad told me.
I felt the urge to puke, thank god for Snape's potions. I sat down across from my father and Marcus.
"Yes?" I asked cautiously.
"Marcus just told us about your pregnancy." Dad just shot straight out.
He didn't look mad. And that made me very, very nervous.
"He did?" I asked shooting Marcus a very evil look.
"Yes he did." Mom replied sitting next to me.
"Yes he did." Dad repeated. "And I am very, very, very disappointed in you Hermione. I honestly thought you knew better."
'Here we go.' I thought.
"To tell you the truth I didn't know how to take it. Marcus told me last night after you went to sleep. And I did yell at him, I called him names and tried to kick him out. Your mother wouldn't allow it of course and I slept on it."
I nodded in understanding.
"I remember getting your mother in this exact same thing." He blushed looking at the counter top.
Then I remembered dad was 4 years older then mom and she was 32.
"He did. And I had to talk it over with him." Mom spoke. "Your father acted the same way my father did."
Dad blushed again and I chuckled.
"Although I am writing to Dumbledore to tell him I don't want Marcus near you, I am allowing him to stay for the rest of Christmas and for him to be able to see his child."
"You can't do that." I barked.
"Why can't I do that?" Dad snapped.
I didn't have a reason and I let my temper get the best of me.
"Exactly." My father smirked.
"The reason you can't do that sir is because I care about your daughter." Marcus spoke up.
I was surprised he stood up to my dad. Sort of.
"You're a kid Marcus." Dad snapped. "So is Hermione. She is too young to be taking care of a child and having a boyfriend around."
"I want to help her. That means if I have to take her away and have her live with me I will." Marcus yelled.
"Marcus stop." I told him. "Don't make him mad."
"Marcus listen to Hermione." Mom urged.
"I think you should leave young man." Dad spoke again and acknowledged Marcus like they just met.
"What?" Mom, Marcus and I asked at the same time.
"Hermione will talk to you in school." Dad said. "You are leaving now."
Marcus stood up and kissed my head before he headed upstairs. I got up and started to follow him.
"Hermione you stay here." Dad yelled and I stopped in my tracks.
"No." Was my response and I followed Marcus.
When I got up to the guest room he was sitting on the bed he had been sleeping in.
"Hi." I whispered and sat on his lap.
"You should've listened to your father." He whispered back and started rubbing my back.
"Don't tell me what to do." I replied. "I'm not a kid."
"You are Hermione." Marcus told me. "And you're father's right."
"No he's not." I stood up.
"Yes he is." Marcus said and looked at the floor.
"You better be ashamed." I snapped.
"I'm not." Marcus snapped back.
"You wanna know something?" I whimpered.
"What?" Marcus growled.
"I wish this never would've happened." I stated with tears starting to form. "You shouldn't have even hit on me."
Then I stormed out of the room leaving Marcus throwing more things around the room.