Hermionie, at first, looked at her as if she was delusional then her glare softened a small bit and became glazed. She fell to her knees and held her head in her hands sobbing.
"Why would he want me pregnant?" she gasped through her tears.
"I'm not sure, listen I know a good spell that can get rid of the baby, if you'll let me." Narcissa said kneeling to meet Hermionie's eyes.
"I don't think I can decide that right now." she said standing up, this was her worse fear come true and yet she still had feelings for the human inside her.
Draco stared at her in disbelief. How could she be pregnant? This was definitely not good. "Hermionie, what do you plan on doing then?"
"Nothing yet, I just need to wait it out somewhere then decide." she said sheepishly sitting down on the bed.
"I don't think you two should stay around here for much longer, they'll be by off and on to collect Your Father's things." Narcissa chimed looking sorrowfully up at her son.
"Where should we go?" he asked.
"We?" stated Hermionie venomously, she sat back down though after realizing he was only trying to help her. He chose to ignore her outburst and looked at his mother waiting for an answer.
"Well, Draco, you should go to the one place no one would think to look for you, the muggle world." she breathed out.
"What?!" Draco asked his jaw opened and his eyes were bulging.
"It makes sense, Draco." Hermionie said staring at nothing.
He swallowed hard, it did make sense, but it was wrong. Well the way he felt about Hermionie was wrong too but that felt good. He gave a heavy sigh and went over to Hermionie sitting beside her.
"Ok," he looked at her but she didn't look back. "I'll keep you safe."
She looked at him now and a tear fell down. Maybe their was a chance. Maybe he could love her. She only hoped this true now more than ever.
"I'll arrange for a place where you two can lie low for a while if you'll just pack some things while I am doing it." Narcissa said before leaving with the quietest pop. Draco got up and left Hermionie there by herself staring at nothing thinking about everything.
How can this be true? How could this happen? She knew perfectly well how but why? Why would Lucius Malfoy want to get a dirty mudblood like her pregnant? Thoughts like these riddled her mind as she tried to ignore the big question. What would she do with it? But it wasn't an it was it? It was a boy or a girl. She thought about a little girl with curly brown hair and chocolate eyes, then a boy with strait blonde hair and gray eyes. She hoped it would not take after the Malfoy's. Then she realized however hard it might be that she couldn't kill her baby or give it away no matter who the father was. She must have sat there for a long while thinking about these things because soon enough someone was trying to talk to her.
"Hermionie!" Said Draco for the fifth time. She jolted up and looked at him full of apologies. "It's time to go."

AN: Sorry bout the length but I am getting writers block, so help me. please review!