Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I, nor does any other than J.K.Rowling, Bloomsbury, and Scholastic, own Harry Potter or related indicia. I, however, own this plot.
Author's Note: And the votes in (or at least until I lost it after my account deleted) and this will NOT be a H/D. I am glad that my account is up and running and I thank all of those at FF.net who supported me. Enjoy...
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"We need to get Albus in here immediately!" Madam Pomfrey said, her face pale and her voice raw.
"No need Poppy, I am already here." Albus stepped into the hospital wing, Severus by his side. He took one look at Hermione and paled so deeply that he looked like a ghost in his black velvet robes.
"Oh Merlin," Severus said, walking up to Hermione and grabbing her hand. "What happened?" He sighed and sat down on the edge of her bed, rubbing her hand gently with his thumb.
"I think," started the headmaster. "That should be something for Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter to explain..."
"Er...well. I, um..." Harry tried to speak but his voice wavered with tears of shame for not rescuing her sooner. Draco took over for him.
"We were in the dungeons when we heard a thud. We ran up the stairs but we didn't make it in time. I think she was raped."
"Oh my...the poor dear." Madame Pomfrey put her hands up to wipe away a tear coming from her eyes.
"There, there Poppy. I have already found the young men responsible. They are at the Ministry of Magic right now awaiting trial." Albus paused and looked at Harry and Draco. "I need the both of you to take this," he picked up an old book and tapped it with his wand. "Portkey and testify against these young men."
Harry and Draco nodded their heads, and grabbed hold of the Portkey to leave the Hospital wing. When they left Severus finally spoke.
"Will she be alright?" he asked, uncertain of the answer.
"Yes she will. But I have to run a few tests on her first," Madame Pomfrey answered. Severus nodded and sat down in a chair next to Hermione's bed. He looked at Albus almost pleadingly, when the old man said, "Come Severus and we shall have a cup of tea while Poppy runs her tests." Severus nodded and they left together.
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Ron was sitting in the common room of the Gryffindor Tower. It was three o'clock in the morning and he couldn't sleep so he decided he would go to the Hospital wing to get a draught of potion for a dreamless sleep. After what had happened, and the argument he had with Ginny, he really needed it.
He, being a prefect, was allowed out so there was no need for him to borrow Harry's cloak. Ron opened the portrait and after hearing the fat lady yell at him for being out too late, he left for the Hospital.
He was rounding the corner on the fourth floor that would lead him to Madame Pomfrey's but stopped when he heard urgent whisperings.
"Are you sure?" asked an old male voice that Ron recognized as the headmaster.
"I'm positive...and what makes it worse, is she can't get it aborted magically or any either way! It would kill her if she tried," replied a tearful female voice belonging to the Hogwart's nurse.
"This fetus should not be too old...why can't it be removed?" he heard the headmaster say. "Not that I think it should...Merlin has his ways."
"Because the egg has attached itself to her falopian tube and it will only be removed during the birthing process."
"Severus is going to be devastated, as is Hermione." Ron blinked. He was confused and for a moment he thought they were talking about Hermione being fertilized. He shook his head, not prepared for the harsh realization of the next five words to place upon him.
"Poor Hermione, sixteen and pregnant..."
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Disclaimer: I, nor does any other than J.K.Rowling, Bloomsbury, and Scholastic, own Harry Potter or related indicia. I, however, own this plot.
Author's Note: And the votes in (or at least until I lost it after my account deleted) and this will NOT be a H/D. I am glad that my account is up and running and I thank all of those at FF.net who supported me. Enjoy...
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"We need to get Albus in here immediately!" Madam Pomfrey said, her face pale and her voice raw.
"No need Poppy, I am already here." Albus stepped into the hospital wing, Severus by his side. He took one look at Hermione and paled so deeply that he looked like a ghost in his black velvet robes.
"Oh Merlin," Severus said, walking up to Hermione and grabbing her hand. "What happened?" He sighed and sat down on the edge of her bed, rubbing her hand gently with his thumb.
"I think," started the headmaster. "That should be something for Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter to explain..."
"Er...well. I, um..." Harry tried to speak but his voice wavered with tears of shame for not rescuing her sooner. Draco took over for him.
"We were in the dungeons when we heard a thud. We ran up the stairs but we didn't make it in time. I think she was raped."
"Oh my...the poor dear." Madame Pomfrey put her hands up to wipe away a tear coming from her eyes.
"There, there Poppy. I have already found the young men responsible. They are at the Ministry of Magic right now awaiting trial." Albus paused and looked at Harry and Draco. "I need the both of you to take this," he picked up an old book and tapped it with his wand. "Portkey and testify against these young men."
Harry and Draco nodded their heads, and grabbed hold of the Portkey to leave the Hospital wing. When they left Severus finally spoke.
"Will she be alright?" he asked, uncertain of the answer.
"Yes she will. But I have to run a few tests on her first," Madame Pomfrey answered. Severus nodded and sat down in a chair next to Hermione's bed. He looked at Albus almost pleadingly, when the old man said, "Come Severus and we shall have a cup of tea while Poppy runs her tests." Severus nodded and they left together.
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Ron was sitting in the common room of the Gryffindor Tower. It was three o'clock in the morning and he couldn't sleep so he decided he would go to the Hospital wing to get a draught of potion for a dreamless sleep. After what had happened, and the argument he had with Ginny, he really needed it.
He, being a prefect, was allowed out so there was no need for him to borrow Harry's cloak. Ron opened the portrait and after hearing the fat lady yell at him for being out too late, he left for the Hospital.
He was rounding the corner on the fourth floor that would lead him to Madame Pomfrey's but stopped when he heard urgent whisperings.
"Are you sure?" asked an old male voice that Ron recognized as the headmaster.
"I'm positive...and what makes it worse, is she can't get it aborted magically or any either way! It would kill her if she tried," replied a tearful female voice belonging to the Hogwart's nurse.
"This fetus should not be too old...why can't it be removed?" he heard the headmaster say. "Not that I think it should...Merlin has his ways."
"Because the egg has attached itself to her falopian tube and it will only be removed during the birthing process."
"Severus is going to be devastated, as is Hermione." Ron blinked. He was confused and for a moment he thought they were talking about Hermione being fertilized. He shook his head, not prepared for the harsh realization of the next five words to place upon him.
"Poor Hermione, sixteen and pregnant..."
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