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This chapter is gonna be boring and probably short.  They'll have a party maybe and Ginny will talk to Hermione.  Ron has a temper tantrum and Harry is just………Harry.

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R@ting: PG-13 for l@nguage and m@ybe in l@ter ch@pters @ smidge of sexu@l content

 

Summary: When Hermione falls upon a prophesy about her and Draco she learns that she must bear a child to save herself, Draco, Harry, Ron and all of the wizarding world. And her and Draco develop feelings, but what happens when Voldemort gives him an offer he can't refuse?

Il Profetizza di Amore Vietato

Prophesy of Forbidden Love

Previously:

Out of the bushes fell Ginny Weasley, followed by Seamus Finnigan.

They gazed at her and said together. "A baby 'Mione?!"

This is too surreal.

Chapter Nine

Reality Checks in

Hermione snuggled under her covers.  She was so tired after last night's incident. 

They put a memory charm on Seamus and after a VERY red pissed off Ron questioned furiously a VERY red blushing Ginny, Ginny was the one who wouldn't stop asking questions.

So they finally just told her everything too.

Hermione opened her eyes.  It was bright.  She blinked, and her eyes traveled to her Muggle calendar.  Nothing planned today.  But wait.

She squinted.  Ah, yes it was the thirty-first of October.

She groaned softly.  There was a mask party tonight.

The Prefects had planned it while the Head Boy and Girl planned the Christmas ball.

She still hadn't bought a decent mask.  She could always transfigure something or another but still.  She didn't really have the imagination to pull off a spectacular disguise that would fool anyone.

Good thing we can go to Hogsmeade today. She thought while nestling down under her Gryffindor blanket, planning to fall back asleep.

BAM!  In walked a crazed looking Ronald Weasley.

Hermione opened one eye, saw Ron staring at her disbelievingly, and pulled the covers over her head.

He pulled them off, dragged her downstairs, despite her protests, and proceeded to start whining.

"A baby?!  With MALFOY?!  I only just now realize who the father was gonna be.  How could you? Hermione!  That is evil!  No its worse than evil; its IMMORAL!"

"Ron, if you'd let me fully ex-"

"And plus it's against your beliefs!  You're only fifteen!"

RON, we went through this yesterday-"

"And how do we know that it's not some trap set by You-Know-Who-"

"RONALD!  It isn't okay?  It's not a trap, it IS against my beliefs, and IT'S A BLOODY PROPHESY!  DID I ASK TO BE A FRIGGIN VICTIM TO HELP SAVE "life as we know it?  DID I BLOODY PLAN ON HAVING A CHILD WITH MY WORST ENEMY? NO, BUT I'M MIGHT AS WELL, JUST TO PISS YOU THE HELL OFF!"

Hermione stomped back up the staircase, leaving a dazed Ron behind.

Someone grabbed her forearm, and she whipped it away, turning to slap the hell out of her slightly insane best friend.

But it wasn't Ron.  It was Harry.

"What was that all about?  What did Ron say?"

"Nothing!  Nothing special because he decided to drag me out of bed at this ungodly hour!  To throw a temper tantrum!"

"Erm…does this mean that you're not going to Hogsmeade today?"

"Damn right."

I'm sooo sorry it's so short