The Choice in Life: Chapter Five
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Summary: Hermione accidentally falls pregnant after a night out partying. Who's the father? You'll have to read to see. And what will happen when Hermione has to choose between the men she loves, and her own child?
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Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Last Time:
"He does?" Harry asked. "He wants to be a father?"
Hermione nodded. "It's it fantastic Harry? He told me he loves me," Hermione said dreamily.
Harry's eyes widened. "He told you he loves you?"
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Ding! The door bell rang. Hermione stuck her head out the kitchen door.
"Hmm... Who might that be?" She wondered allowed, Draco wouldn't be home for another half an hour at the earliest, and he wouldn't ring his own door bell.
She hurried to the door, pulling it open. She stood back and blinked, continuously, that being the only thing her mind could manage at this moment. "C-can I help you?" Hermione stuttered.
She was staring at a young woman with long blonde hair, deep brown eyes are what must be enhanced... features.
The woman blinked at her, pulling her... shirt downa little, as if to cover her extremely exposed midriff.
"Are you... Draco's cousin or something?" She asked, looking Hermione up and down.
"Excuse me?" Hermione asked. "Is there something I can do for you?"
The woman pushed passed Hermione, sat down on the couch, making herself comfortable.
"No, I'm fine," She said, pulling a nail file from her bag.
Hermione's eyes widened, she slammed the door and stormed into the room she was orginally staying in. She started collecting her things.
A few minutes later, just as she re-entered the living room, the door opened. Hermione slung her handbag over her shoulder as Draco entered the flat. His eyes buldged as he looked from the blonde woman to Hermione.
Hermione scowled as the woman jumped up and kissed Draco deeply, her scowl grew until draco finally pushed the woman off. She hitched her bag higher on her shoulder and marched to the door.
"Is your cousin leaving?" The woman asked.
"My cousin?" Draco asked, he looked at Hermione again. "Hermione, please don't leave, let me explain."
"I get the picture, Draco, you pity me because I'm..." She looked at her stomach and pulled the door open.
"Hermione, no... It's not that... I... Please don't leave."
Hermione sent him and the woman a glare and stormed out of the flat, rushing to her car.
She pulled the car door closed and put the keys in the ignition when Draco appeared at her window, of course it had been stuck after the first time she ever winded it down. Draco tighted his hands on the frame.
"Hermione, let me explain," He pleaded.
"I've seen enough I think," Hermione said coldly.
"It's not what you think," Draco said quickly. "I... I forgot she was coming over."
Hermione gaped at him slightly. "So you were going to try and make it work with both of us?"
"No, no Hermione, listen. I was going to break it off with her, she's... She's not you."
Hermione glared at him darkly, "Is that what you told her too?"
Hermione turned the key in ignition, put the car into gear and drove away, leaving Draco to watch her drive away, wondering how he was doing to fix what he'd done.
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Hermione pulled up in front of her own house, turned the car off and rushed into the house, tears streaming down her eyes.
"Mione, what's wrong?" Ron asked as she pushed passed him and straight into her room, locked the door and threw herself on her bed, sobs erupting from her mouth now.
She could hear Ron and Harry talking in the kitchen.
"...I'm going to kill Malfoy," She heard Ron say.
"That's helping the baby," Harry replied.
"He's done his bit, he got her pregnant, he's done enough as far as I'm concerned."
"Ron, that's not helping Hermione."
"So? The guys a prick."
"You're supposed to be friends," Harry stated.
"You didn't seem like much of a friend when you told him he was a dead man," Ron shot before Hermione heard him stomp down the hall and into the living room.
She heard foot steps approach her door, then someone, which would be Harry, knocked on her door lightly.
"Mione, it's Harry, let me in."
"Leave me alone," Hermione sobbed. "I'm... I'm fine."
"Mione... please let me in."
Hermione continued to refuse Harry entry to her room, until after a few minutes when she realised he wasn't going away.
"Fine," She said, annoyed, she flicked her wand at the clatch, which made the door fling open violently. Harry entered the room, cautiously.
He stood next to her bed, looking down at her as she hugged her knees to her chest.
"What did he do?" He asked, sitting next to her.
"Why do you always think it's a guy?"
"It wasn't?" Harry enquired, an eyebrow raised.
Hermione looked at her knees, saying nothing.
"So it was Draco?"
Hermione nodded, staring at her knees as if they'd just turned pink.
"What did he do?"
"There's another girl."
"WHAT?!" Harry exclaimed, outraged.
Hermione just nodded.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, quieter.
Hermione didn't move. Was she okay? She had thought Draco had loved her, she had thought about Draco and her making a real family. That bitch had totally crushed her dreams. He'd crushed her.
"I don't know," Hermione said truthfully. "I really don't know anymore."
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Oh I so love drama, sorry I'm a drama queen, I can't help myself. I'm actually wondering which way this story will twist, I have so many different version that I love.
Which way do y'all want it to go? If ya could tell me that's be kool.
~Thai.
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Summary: Hermione accidentally falls pregnant after a night out partying. Who's the father? You'll have to read to see. And what will happen when Hermione has to choose between the men she loves, and her own child?
~~~
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
~~~
Last Time:
"He does?" Harry asked. "He wants to be a father?"
Hermione nodded. "It's it fantastic Harry? He told me he loves me," Hermione said dreamily.
Harry's eyes widened. "He told you he loves you?"
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Ding! The door bell rang. Hermione stuck her head out the kitchen door.
"Hmm... Who might that be?" She wondered allowed, Draco wouldn't be home for another half an hour at the earliest, and he wouldn't ring his own door bell.
She hurried to the door, pulling it open. She stood back and blinked, continuously, that being the only thing her mind could manage at this moment. "C-can I help you?" Hermione stuttered.
She was staring at a young woman with long blonde hair, deep brown eyes are what must be enhanced... features.
The woman blinked at her, pulling her... shirt downa little, as if to cover her extremely exposed midriff.
"Are you... Draco's cousin or something?" She asked, looking Hermione up and down.
"Excuse me?" Hermione asked. "Is there something I can do for you?"
The woman pushed passed Hermione, sat down on the couch, making herself comfortable.
"No, I'm fine," She said, pulling a nail file from her bag.
Hermione's eyes widened, she slammed the door and stormed into the room she was orginally staying in. She started collecting her things.
A few minutes later, just as she re-entered the living room, the door opened. Hermione slung her handbag over her shoulder as Draco entered the flat. His eyes buldged as he looked from the blonde woman to Hermione.
Hermione scowled as the woman jumped up and kissed Draco deeply, her scowl grew until draco finally pushed the woman off. She hitched her bag higher on her shoulder and marched to the door.
"Is your cousin leaving?" The woman asked.
"My cousin?" Draco asked, he looked at Hermione again. "Hermione, please don't leave, let me explain."
"I get the picture, Draco, you pity me because I'm..." She looked at her stomach and pulled the door open.
"Hermione, no... It's not that... I... Please don't leave."
Hermione sent him and the woman a glare and stormed out of the flat, rushing to her car.
She pulled the car door closed and put the keys in the ignition when Draco appeared at her window, of course it had been stuck after the first time she ever winded it down. Draco tighted his hands on the frame.
"Hermione, let me explain," He pleaded.
"I've seen enough I think," Hermione said coldly.
"It's not what you think," Draco said quickly. "I... I forgot she was coming over."
Hermione gaped at him slightly. "So you were going to try and make it work with both of us?"
"No, no Hermione, listen. I was going to break it off with her, she's... She's not you."
Hermione glared at him darkly, "Is that what you told her too?"
Hermione turned the key in ignition, put the car into gear and drove away, leaving Draco to watch her drive away, wondering how he was doing to fix what he'd done.
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Hermione pulled up in front of her own house, turned the car off and rushed into the house, tears streaming down her eyes.
"Mione, what's wrong?" Ron asked as she pushed passed him and straight into her room, locked the door and threw herself on her bed, sobs erupting from her mouth now.
She could hear Ron and Harry talking in the kitchen.
"...I'm going to kill Malfoy," She heard Ron say.
"That's helping the baby," Harry replied.
"He's done his bit, he got her pregnant, he's done enough as far as I'm concerned."
"Ron, that's not helping Hermione."
"So? The guys a prick."
"You're supposed to be friends," Harry stated.
"You didn't seem like much of a friend when you told him he was a dead man," Ron shot before Hermione heard him stomp down the hall and into the living room.
She heard foot steps approach her door, then someone, which would be Harry, knocked on her door lightly.
"Mione, it's Harry, let me in."
"Leave me alone," Hermione sobbed. "I'm... I'm fine."
"Mione... please let me in."
Hermione continued to refuse Harry entry to her room, until after a few minutes when she realised he wasn't going away.
"Fine," She said, annoyed, she flicked her wand at the clatch, which made the door fling open violently. Harry entered the room, cautiously.
He stood next to her bed, looking down at her as she hugged her knees to her chest.
"What did he do?" He asked, sitting next to her.
"Why do you always think it's a guy?"
"It wasn't?" Harry enquired, an eyebrow raised.
Hermione looked at her knees, saying nothing.
"So it was Draco?"
Hermione nodded, staring at her knees as if they'd just turned pink.
"What did he do?"
"There's another girl."
"WHAT?!" Harry exclaimed, outraged.
Hermione just nodded.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, quieter.
Hermione didn't move. Was she okay? She had thought Draco had loved her, she had thought about Draco and her making a real family. That bitch had totally crushed her dreams. He'd crushed her.
"I don't know," Hermione said truthfully. "I really don't know anymore."
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Oh I so love drama, sorry I'm a drama queen, I can't help myself. I'm actually wondering which way this story will twist, I have so many different version that I love.
Which way do y'all want it to go? If ya could tell me that's be kool.
~Thai.