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A/N: Here's chapter 21. Enjoy!! And remember to review. I love to hear your opinions!!
The Bitter End
Chapter 21: Better Off DeadHermione heard two voices yelling at each other. They both didn't sound happy at all. She opened her eyes slowly as her head throbbed in pain. As her eyes finally adjusted to the bright sunlight streaming from the window she saw who the voices belonged to. Ron and Harry. Harry looked furious, Ron looked serious but calm.
Hermione then realized something else. And this was that she was completely naked in Ron's bed. Her eyes widened in shock as she just continued to lie down, her thoughts conjoining in her mind.
"RON, HOW CAN YOU DO THIS?!?" Harry bellowed.
"It was the only way to make her love me," Ron answered just as angry but not as loud as Harry.
"MAKE HER, MAKE HER LOVE YOU?!?" Harry repeated.
"Did I stutter?" Ron snapped.
"I HEARD YOU JUST FINE!" Harry yelled.
Hermione sat up slowly as she could to try to prevent the pain in her head. Unfortunately that didn't work.
"Ugh, I feel horrible," she said quietly and Harry and Ron stopped yelling and looked at her.
"Hermione," Ron said and started to walk towards her but Harry pulled him back.
"Stay the hell away from her," Harry growled.
Hermione's body soared in pain. Her stomach wasn't feeling the best at the moment neither. Then wheels inside her head started to turn again. She knew what he did. He put something in her drink and he did something to her. And by how she saw Harry react this thing was not good at all.
"Why?" was all Hermione said looking up at Ron with her eyes filled with tears. "Why would you do this to me?"
Ron just stared at her. He looked guilty as ever and with this Hermione let go. She cried silently. Shame washing all over her. She had sex with Ron. She wasn't aware when it happened, but she could feel it did. How was she going to break the news to Draco? Would she even tell him? And if she did would he believe her? Her heart was breaking ever so slow, the pain inside was unbearable.
Harry then walked up to her. "Hermione I'm so sorry."
Hermione just nodded at him. She couldn't talk...she didn't want to. She wrapped the blanket tighter around her and stood up, she then began to walk to the bathroom staring death glares at Ron. As she shut the door she sobbed. Emotions and rage were surging through her blood.
She asked Harry for her clothes and as she changed her mind raced. Once she was dressed back into her tank top and mini skirt. Shame washed all over again. She was dressed like this for the party. The party that turned into a much worse situation on her behalf.
As she was about to walk out of the Gryffindor common room she spotted Ron and walked up to him.
"You may have got what you wanted, but I swear and I hope that this comes back to haunt you," Hermione growled venomously at him.
Ron didn't reply. She didn't give him the chance to do so. She turned and left the common room with Harry in silence. Silence was how she and Harry walked towards her dorm. When she reached her dorm Harry gave her a hug. This hug relieve Hermione for a moment but reality sunk back deep into the pit of her stomach.
"Bye," Hermione said quietly breaking the silence and walking into the open portrait. Harry nodded to her and watched her until the portrait closed.
Hermione frowned instantly when she couldn't find Draco in their dormitory. "He must be looking for me," she thought to herself and went to her room to get some clothes for after she took a bath.
Hermione was trying to remember what happened right after she blacked out. But the more she tried to remember nothing came to mind. While she bathed, she scrubed her skin as hard as she can hoping the washed all of Ron off of her.
She stopped scrubbing as her skin began to get irritated. She sighed deeply, thinking if she could tell Draco what happened. And if he would forgive her. As she thought about it, it wasn't her fault that she can't remember what happened between she and Ron.
Her thoughts left instantly as she heard Draco's door slam. "Gods, he's here," she frowned thinking to herself. She was about to get out of the bath until the bathroom door opened revealing Draco looking as though he too had a rough morning.
They just stared at each other as though waiting to see who was going to break the silence and speak. Hermione's inside's turned rapidly. Guilt rising as she stared into those gray eyes. Draco then broke the silence.
"When did you get in?" he asked looking at her.
"What am I going to say?" she thought instantly. "Around one something," she lied hoping she sounded sincere.
"Oh," Draco said and looked at her curiously. "Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, great time," Hermione lied once again. "How did your party go? And did you just come in?"
Draco just looked at her. "I had fun. And...yeah I did. I feel asleep over there, no big thing," he then turned. "Well I better go change, can't stay looking like this can't I?"
And with that he was gone. Hermione sensed a change in him. "What's up with him?" she thought as she dried herself up. A new thought then came into her mind. Four more weeks and it's all over, school will be finished. When she walked out of the bathroom Draco's door was open and he was in his closet.
"Draco what happe-," Hermione started but got cut off by him.
"Oh good you're out. I'm going to go take a bath okay," Draco said cutting her off and storming out of the room.
"Why is he acting like this?" Hermione thought as she sat down on the sofa and began to read. No matter what she did, she couldn't keep her mind off of what happened to her on the previous night. She then saw Draco come out from the bathroom and enter his room without saying anything. She couldn't hold it in any longer, she had to let it out.
Hermione slowly closed her book and stood up, now walking slowly towards his room. She knocked on the door and heard Draco's muffled voice, "Come in." Her heart beat so fast, feeling as though it were about to explode. She turned the knob to his door and walked in meeting up with his stormy gray eyes.
"I want to talk to you," Hermione said quietly now sitting on his bed.
"Okay," Draco sat down next to her looking at his hands.
"I know we only have four weeks left of school," Hermione paused. "But I want our relationship to be honest and loyal."
Draco smirked. "Hermione, we're not Hufflepuffs."
"So," Hermione snapped. "Anyway, I want you to know something."
"Alright, tell me," Draco said still looking at his hands.
"I lied about the party," Hermione said quietly. This caught Draco's attention.
"What do you mean you lied?" Draco growled now looking at her.
"I didn't get back around one something. I really got back a few hours ago," Hermione stopped and looked at his reaction.
"Keep going," Draco growled as though expecting what she was going to say.
"I...I had sex with Ron, but it wasn't my fault-" Hermione said getting cut off by Draco.
"YOU WHAT?!?" Draco bellowed.
"It wasn't my fault," Hermione said feeling hurt and angry.
"I knew something was going to happen between you two. I saw it when he kissed you that day," Draco scowled now getting up from the bed.
"That day? Heh, that day? That day there was nothing between us then and now. He put something in my drink, Draco. He did that for his own sick pleasure. Did I know he was going to do that? No. If I did I wouldn't have gone to that party. I wouldn't give a damn about it. But it happened and I'm sorry it did.
"So don't be mad at me because I didn't know what happened till I woke up this morning. If anything I should be the angry one. But no, I'm suffering because of what you would think. I'm suffering because now I'm starting to think you wouldn't want me anymore. I'm the one hurting Draco, and I'm hurting badly. So I hope I reached a point in your mind, and I hope that you listened to me," Hermione said now crying softly.
Draco just watched her. He too looked like he had something to say but he didn't. He slowly walked up to her and kissed her lovingly.
"I'm sorry," Draco said quietly.
Hermione nodded but started to hear a clicking sound. She tried to ignore it but the clicking just got louder and louder. She walked around Draco's room as though expecting to see something pop out, but nothing ever did. It was when she walked out of his room she realized the clicking was coming from the portrait. She sighed as she walked towards the portrait and opened.
"What do you want?" Hermione snapped.
"To talk," said Alexa.
"About what?" Hermione growled.
"Things, Muddy, things," Alexa growled back.
"Oh, sorry nope. Try coming back at another time," Hermione said and shut the portrait in Alexa's face. Soon enough the portrait started to knock again and Hermione put a silencing charm which worked delightfully.
"Who was that?" Draco asked reading a book on the sofa.
"Alexa," Hermione growled.
"What did she want?" Draco asked quickly looking up from his book.
"To talk," Hermione replied.
"To talk about what?" Draco asked again.
"Things," Hermione answered and continued to watch his movements. "Looks like I'm not the only one who had something to say," she thought angrily.
"Oh I see," Draco said relaxing and began to read again.
"Draco?" Hermione said looking at him. "There's something you're not telling me, I can see it written all over you. What are you hiding from me? What do you not want to tell me?"
"It's nothing Hermione," Draco said coolly.
"Nothing huh? It sure looks like something to me. Tell me Draco, I need to know...I want to know. What did I just say about honesty? Did you not listen at all?" Hermione said feeling angry.
"I heard you before and there's nothing for me to say," Draco snapped.
"Well, obviously there is seeing how your getting more angry the more I talk about it," Hermione said with her voice now slightly rising.
"Fine! You want to know what happened? I'll tell you what fucking happened! I got drunk and had sex with Alexa at the party last night! That's why I came back looking like shit, because I completely felt like it! And I still do! I knew what I was doing, I wanted to stop but I was fucking drunk!" Draco yelled.
Hermione stayed silent. She swore if Draco didn't yell and the room was quiet, she could've heard her heart stop then and there. He had sex with Alexa. He admitted it. And this wasn't the same as her problem. He knew what he did. And for this she wanted to do two things, which were to kill Draco then Alexa.
"How could you?" Hermione said quietly. "How could you do that to me?"
"You should talk Hermione, having sex with Ron isn't any better," Draco snapped. Then there was a loud smack. Hermione smacked Draco hard in the face.
"You've got some nerve Draco. Some damn nerve!" Hermione yelled at him. "How dare you say that! I was knocked out when it happened. If I think about it more in a way he raped me! So you've got some fucking nerve to say that when you have sex and know about it!"
The dry dark tension was felt in the air again. Both sides waiting to see who attacked who first. Hermione feeling as though the world ended for her and who knew how Draco felt. Hermione the broke the very uneasy silence.
"Just...just leave me alone for now okay. I don't want to speak to you at all right now. We can talk later or tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow. But now, now I just need to be alone." She said then turned and started to go to her room wanting to kill herself at the moment. She then walked into her room slamming the door with all her might.
She slowly walked to her bed, anger fierociously rising to her fullest extent. Pain, anger, sorrow, hate, and death was all Hermione had in her mind. The tears fell from her eyes, like rain falling from the clouds. She then sobbed holding on to her pillow which now became her worst enemy.
She punched and punched with all her might. The pillow had the faces of three people. Draco, Alexa and Ron. The more she thought about them the harder she punched. The night was not easy for her as she tried to sleep, tossing and turning, and when she closed her eyes she'd always see Draco's face plastered like wallpaper. This definitely wasn't going to be an easy time for her.
Draco's PoV:
Draco woke up slowly looking around the green and black room that was very unfamiliar to him. His head felt as though it would explode and his stomach didn't feel any better. He looked at the girl in his arms. His worst fear being confirmed. It was Alexa. This didn't help Draco at all as the pain in his stomach raised another level.
"I'm going to be sick," Draco thought slipping from Alexa's grip and rushing to the bathroom reaching the toilet just in time as he heaved all he could muster. The evidence of last night draining out of him. As he flushed the toilet he stood sitting on the cold hard floor, now remembering what happened very clearly. He had sex with Alexa. Guilt took over his conscience completely. He cheated on Hermione, knowing that he broke the rule he made due to a party...a damn party.
He stood up feeling very light headed and looked into the mirror. He saw his own reflection that didn't look anything like him. His blonde hair messy, his gray eyes as dark as they've ever been, his skin paler than before. He looked wasted, angry and hurt. He slowly left the bathroom as his mind started to work again and got dressed. He then heard Alexa...
"How you feeling?" she said now slowly sitting up watching him get dressed.
"How do you think I fucking feel?" Draco snapped not in the mood to hear or see her.
Alexa then laughed bitterly. "You did this to yourself."
"You're just as guilty," Draco growled.
Alexa then sighed and stood up now making her way towards the bathroom. As soon as she walked in Draco made his exit, leaving the room as fast as he could.
"Hey Draco. Draco!!" Blaise called out to him. Draco stopped walking and turned around.
"Yes Blaise?" Draco said looking at him.
"I hope you had a good time yesterday," Blaise said and nooded towards the room he just exited.
"Yeah I did," Draco lied. He wasn't glad about it at all. He then thought something. "Blaise what time is it?"
"I think its around 11. Why you ask?" Blaise sounded curious.
"No reason," Draco lied again. His main reason was leading to Hermione, if she was back and never found him he was sure he had to answer a whole lot of questions. "Well I should get going," Draco said turning and leaving the Slytherin common as fast as he could.
When he reached the portrait and said the password, his heart beated uncontrollably. He slowly walked in the common room expecting to see Hermione on the sofa reading a book waiting for him to arrive. But she wasn't. The common room was empty, his room was empty and her room was empty. The only place he didn't check was the bathroom, which was closed. She was in there. He knew she was. His anger washed over him. He couldn't face her, not now.
Draco then went into his room, slamming his door with all his might hoping to get some anger out. It didn't work. Nothing did, but the voice in his mind told him to see her. If she didn't know or suspect anything why make her? He then walked out of his room and went straight into the bathroom seeing her in her beauty in the bathtub. He didn't know what to say. In fact, he didn't want to say anything.
He just continued to stare at her until he finally broke the silence asking the first thing that came into his mind.
"When did you get in?" Draco asked looking at her hoping she didn't say an early time.
"Around one something," Hermione said with a voice a little shaky.
"Oh," Draco said and looked at her curiously. "I'm really fucked now," he thought grimly. "Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, great time," Hermione answered. "How did your party go? And did you just come in?"
Draco just looked at her. He didn't know what to say. In truth no, he didn't have fun, and his appearance clearly showed he just did come in so he could lie about that. So he decided to switch part of his answer. "I had fun. And...yeah I did. I feel asleep over there, no big thing," Draco lied hearing the voice in his head again.
"Heh, no big thing. Yeah right," not wanting to be questioned about the party anymore he decided to leave and let her continue her bathe. "Well I better go change, can't stay looking like this can't I?" Draco said and left the bathroom as fast as he could. The more he didn't say anything, the more it hurt. The more his guilt raised up trying to drown him in his own misery.
As Draco looked in his closet he heard Hermione.
"Draco what happe-," Hermione started.
"Oh good you're out. I'm going to go take a bath okay," Draco said cutting her off and stormed out of the room. "This isn't going to work. I'm going to have to tell her sooner or later," he thought as he walked into the bathroom and washed all of last night's activites off of him. When he finished showering he walked straight into his room, trying desperately to avoid Hermione. Then he heard his door knock. "Oh what the hell," he thought bitterly.
He sighed then said loudly. "Come in."
He watched as the door knob slowly turned revealing Hermione. He locked eyes with her trying to see what she had to say inside.
"I want you talk to you," Hermione said walking to then sat on his bed. "thing I wanted to Oh great, that's just the thing I wanted to do," he thought.
"Okay," Draco sat down next to her looking at his hands not wanting to make anymore eye contact.
"I know we only have four weeks left of school," Hermione paused. "But I want our relationship to be honest and loyal."
Draco wanted to laugh at this yet he wanted to die at the same moment. "Hermione, we're not Hufflepuffs," he smirked.
"So," Hermione snapped. "Anyway, I want you to know something."
"Alright, tell me," Draco said still looking at his hands still not wanting to make eye contact.
"I lied about the party," Hermione said quietly. Draco looked up at her. He was angry enough by his actions and now she tells him that she lied. "Great, she fucked Potter," he thought angrily.
"What do you mean you lied?" Draco growled now looking at her hoping his thoughts weren't true.
"I didn't get back around one something. I really got back a few hours ago," Hermione stopped. Draco felt she had more to say. He could hear it in her voice that she had much more to say.
"Keep going," Draco growled as though expecting what she was going to say making a time bomb click very fast inside of him.
"I...I had sex with Ron, but it wasn't my fault-" Hermione said. Draco heard the final click then the explosion erupted. His thoughts of what he did slowly faded as she said this. "Gods, its much worse than I thought. I knew she still had something for him!"
"YOU WHAT?!?" Draco bellowed.
"It wasn't my fault," Hermione said feeling hurt and angry.
"I knew something was going to happen between you two. I saw it when he kissed you that day," Draco scowled saying what he just thought now getting up from the bed.
"That day? Heh, that day? That day there was nothing between us then and now. He put something in my drink, Draco. He did that for his own sick pleasure. Did I know he was going to do that? No. If I did I wouldn't have gone to that party. I wouldn't give a damn about it. But it happened and I'm sorry it did.
"So don't be mad at me because I didn't know what happened till I woke up this morning. If anything I should be the angry one. But no, I'm suffering because of what you would think. I'm suffering because now I'm starting to think you wouldn't want me anymore. I'm the one hurting Draco, and I'm hurting badly. So I hope I reached a point in your mind, and I hope that you listened to me," Hermione said now crying softly.
Draco just watched her. She meant what she said. And she was right. He believed her but a strong feeling of guilt washed over him again. Draco felt like telling her what he did the previous night but refused to. He slowly walked over to her, seeing how hurt she was in her eyes. He kissed her hoping that some pain would fade away. It may have faded for Hermione, but Draco felt better off dead.
"I'm sorry," Draco said quietly.
Draco then heard a sound from the common room. He watched as Hermione searched his room hoping to find the source of this sound. He knew the source, it was the portrait. He hoped it would stop, but it just got louder and louder. As Hermione went to go see who was at the portrait, Draco sat on the couch and began to read his book which wasn't helping his situation any better.
When Hermione came back she didn't look happy at all. "Gods, don't let it be who I thought it was," Draco thought glumly.
"Who was that?" Draco asked staring at his book knowing what her answer was going to be.
"Alexa," Hermione growled. "Damnit!" he thought angrily.
"What did she want?" Draco asked quickly looking up from his book hoping she didn't tell Hermione anything.
"To talk," Hermione replied.
"To talk about what?" Draco asked again knowing exactly what Alexa wanted to talk about.
"Things," Hermione answered. "Okay it sounds like she dosen't know," he thought and relaxed.
"Oh I see," Draco said relaxing and began to read again.
"Draco?" Hermione said looking at him. "There's something you're not telling me, I can see it written all over you. What are you hiding from me? What do you not want to tell me?"
"It's nothing Hermione," Draco said coolly. "I don't want to talk about it. Especially with you."
"Nothing huh? It sure looks like something to me. Tell me Draco, I need to know...I want to know. What did I just say about honesty? Did you not listen at all?" Hermione said angrily.
"I heard you before and there's nothing for me to say," Draco snapped. "Why can't she ever take no for an answer?"
"Well, obviously there is seeing how your getting more angry the more I talk about it," Hermione said with her voice now slightly rising. "Oh fuck it," his anger bomb exploded once more.
"Fine! You want to know what happened? I'll tell you what fucking happened! I got drunk and had sex with Alexa at the party last night! That's why I came back looking like shit, because I completely felt like it! And I still do! I knew what I was doing, I wanted to stop but I was fucking drunk!" Draco yelled.
Hermione stayed silent and he just watched her. He admitted what he did. He knew right from there it was over. As he continued to watch her, he could see the fury in her brown eyes. The fury he created.
"How could you?" Hermione said quietly. "How could you do that to me?"
"You should talk Hermione, having sex with Ron isn't any better," Draco snapped not caring what he said anymore as his anger came. Then there was a loud smack. Hermione smacked him hard in the face. His cheek stung with pain but he made no effort to show it. He knew he deserved it.
"You've got some nerve Draco. Some damn nerve!" Hermione yelled at him. "How dare you say that! I was knocked out when it happened. If I think about it more in a way he raped me! So you've got some fucking nerve to say that when you have sex and know about it!"
Draco knew she was right again so he didn't choose to retort back. The uncomfortable silence roamed around the room. Draco didn't have any feelings in him now. All he felt was numb. As they stared at each other angrily Hermione broke the silence.
"Just...just leave me alone for now okay. I don't want to speak to you at all right now. We can talk later or tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow. But now, now I just need to be alone." She said then turned and started to go to her room. She then walked into her room slamming the door with all her might.
Draco walked into his room and just sat on his bed contemplating his thoughts. This became very hard for him because his sides fought with all their might. His caring side dying carelessly as the cold took over.
His cold side drowning him to the full extent with hate. He then felt glad about what he did. He felt glad he hurt Hermione. Glad that he possibly ended the relationship that never meant to happen. Glad that his darkness would overcome. But one question stayed deep in his mind. Was he glad about all of this? Deep in his heart he knew the real answer.
Three weeks later...
Hermione sat in the Gryffindor common room feeling horrible. She and Draco were over. It looked like he hated her and she hated him all over again. She now avoided three people in her life. Ron, Alexa and Draco. Since she prefered not to stay in her dorm in which Draco shared, she felt it was best to stay away from there. Away from him.
As Harry talked to her she was now in another world. Thinking of him...of Draco. She now always thought of the times they talked or just relaxed in peace blocking the world outside. She thought of the night she lost her virginity with him. She thought of everything. As much as she wanted to deny it. She still loved him.
Hermione began to feel dizzy as she sat listening to Harry. Her stomach wasn't feeling the best neither. She stood up slowly.
"Harry, I'll be right back. I need to use the bathroom," Hermione said quietly and Harry nodded watching her as she walked towards the girls dormitory. While she walked to the bathroom nausea took over her. Now running, Hermione hoped she could make it to the bathroom in time. She was grateful she did, because she lost all of her breakfast. After she flushed now cleaning herself up she looked into the mirror.
"Ugh," was all she said as she stared at herself. She looked pale and felt weaker than ever. Hopefully this was a twenty-four hour stomach flu she was having. She continued to stare at the mirror and thought something. Her eyes widened as her thoughts made sense.
"I missed it," Hermione said quietly to herself realizing she missed her period. "It was supposed to be here last week. If I didn't get it and I'm vomiting...that means I'm..." Hermione stopped talking to her reflection as Ginny walked in the bathroom.
"There you go," Ginny said walking up to her. "Harry wanted me to ask you if you were alright."
Hermione couldn't talk. She was too shocked to. She nodded quickly at Ginny.
"You sure? You look a little sick," Ginny said looking at her.
"I...I'm fine," Hermione blurted out.
"Okay, if you say so," Ginny said and walked out of the bathroom.
Hermione's eyes began to fill up with tears. "I'm pregnant," she said to herself breathlessly trying to believe herself. What was she going to do? Who was she going to tell? But most of all...who was the father?
She rushed out of the bathroom and made way for Harry.
"Harry! We need to talk now!" Hermione said grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him out of the common room.
"Hermione, what's wrong and where are we going?" Harry asked.
"You'll find out in a minute," Hermione said now walking a little faster going towards the spot she and Draco used to go to to talk. When they reached the spot Hermione sat down and patted a spot next to her so Harry could sit.
"What's going on?" Harry said sitting next to her.
"Harry I have very big news," Hermione said quickly.
"Which is?" Harry asked looking at her.
"Promise you won't tell anyone," Hermione said looking into his emerald eyes.
"I promise," Harry said and Hermione had to let it out.
"Harry, I think I'm pregnant," Hermione said quietly still looking into his eyes.
Harry's eyes widened and he looked shocked. "Yo...you sure?" Harry stammered.
Hermione just nodded.
"Who's the father?" Harry muttered and Hermione frowned.
"I think it's either Draco or Ron," Hermione said frowning hoping it was Draco's.
"Wow, Hermione. I don't really know what to say. Uhm, congratulations," Harry said looking extremely baffled.
Hermione couldn't blame him. She felt the same way. "Thanks," she whispered and Harry hugged her. "Harry, can you do me a favor?"
"Sure," said Harry.
"Tell Ron about this for me," Hermione looked at him.
"Oh Hermione," Harry said looking a little downcast at this favor.
"Please," Hermione pleaded.
Harry sighed deeply and nodded. "Thanks Harry," Hermione hugged Harry again.
"I should get going," Hermione said and stood up.
"Alright, be careful," said Harry.
"I will," she said and left now rushing towards her dorm. She wanted to tell Draco. When she walked back inside her common room sure enough there he was. Sitting at the sofa glaring at the fireplace once again.
"Draco?" Hermione said walking up to him.
He turned his head slowly towards her looking angrier than ever. "What?" Draco said coolly.
"I need to tell you something," Hermione said and next to him. "Now I know we haven't been talking to each other for the past few weeks. And I know that we're not any happier by what we've done."
"You got that right," Draco snapped. "Listen, can you save this whatever you have to tell me for like tomorrow or something because I don't give a damn about anything right now...especially with what you have to say."
Hermione stared at him and wanted to rip him apart for saying this. He probably thought she wanted to talk more about what happened, which she didn't. But she wasn't going to let his attitude stop her.
"Fine, I'll just make it short. I'm pregnant, with your child," she growled. Inside she knew she didn't know who the father of her child was, but she deeply hoped it was Draco's.
He then turned his head quickly at her, but she just got up and made her way towards her room. She felt his eyes watching her to the fullest extent. She was glad he did, maybe now they can just be friends again...or even become a couple again. Her hopes were high but she made a decision not to conclude her future. "Whatever happens, happens," she said and lied down on her bed.
She sighed as she continued to wonder to the father was, but this began to stress her out. She began counting the days. "Five days left. What a way to end the year." she thought bitterly and closed her eyes still feeling a little sick but feel asleep instantly.
Draco's PoV:
Draco counted the days and couldn't wait for the end. He couldn't wait to get away from the mess at Hogwarts. Once again he and Hermione stopped talking to each other and his hate for her was starting to become uncontrolable. There were many times that he wanted to to call her a 'Mudblood' but stopped himself before doing so.
While Hermione was gone from the dorm he figured he'd read books to keep his mind off of things and Hermione. Draco cursed loudly as the portrait knocked when he got to a good part in the book. He tried to ignore the knocking but eventually got up to see who it was. When he opened he saw Alexa.
"Hi," Alexa said looking at him.
"What?" Draco snapped at Alexa for coming. He also avoided talking to her.
"I need to tell you something I found out earlier today. Can I come in?" Alexa said looking at him.
"Fine but make it short," Draco said and let Alexa in the common room. As they walked towards the sofa Draco sat down and looked at her.
"You wanted to talk, then talk," Draco said not in the mood to see her.
"Well you know what we did at the party right," Alexa said.
"How can I forget?" Draco growled.
"Yeah, so I found out that...that I'm pregnant," Alexa said quietly.
Draco stared at her. His world came to a complete stop. "You're kidding right? Pleaze tell me you are."
"I'm sorry but no," Alexa said shaking her head.
Draco then nodded. He didn't know what to say. So he just stayed silent.
"Well that's all I've got to say," Alexa said looking at him hoping he would say something.
"Alright, then you know the way out," Draco muttered.
Alexa just stared at him and looked hurt by his reply but she got up and left the common room. Draco stared at the amber flames as though trying to search for answers. He didn't know what he was going to do. He then became very angry at himself for going to that party. For drinking more than he could and for having sex with Alexa. As he continue to ponder his thoughts Hermione spoke and pulled him back to earth.
"Draco?" Hermione said walking up to him.
Draco turned his head slowly towards her. "What?" Draco said coolly wanting to kill himself.
"I need to tell you something," Hermione said and next to him. "Now I know we haven't been talking to each other for the past few weeks. And I know that we're not any happier by what we've done."
"You got that fucking right," he thought bitterly.
"You got that right," Draco snapped saying what he thought. He was extremely mad about hearing what Alexa told him. He didn't care nor want to hear what Hermione had to say.
"Listen, can you save this whatever you have to tell me for like tomorrow or something because I don't give a damn about anything right now...especially with what you have to say."
Draco felt Hermione stared at him.
"Fine, I'll just make it short. I'm pregnant, with your child," she growled.
"Oh hell," he thought when he heard this and wanted to see her. He turned his head quickly to confirm this with her but she just got up and walked to her room. He watched her the whole way not letting his eyes off her. When she walked in her room and closed her door, he felt his emotions run through his blood. First Alexa now this. But he felt different when Hermione told him this. He couldn't pinpoint this feeling though. Hopefully he would, but then he remembered something else that was supposed to happen. Something that was about to occur very very soon...
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