Author's Note: Okay it's been forever since I've updated. School started and I've been sooo damn occupied with schoolwork, friends, family, Indy (my bf!), and trying to keep up with the world. LOL. So I'm sooooo sorry for not updating. I really am. I'm going to try to set a weekly thing, like post a chapter up every Sunday or something. I'll see what I can do. Anyways, I've noticed I've gotten a lot of reviews since the last chapter. Tomanddansgrl5, thanks for reviewing. I'm granting your wish by updating. GoddessDragonofRa, thanks for reviewing. LOL. Yeah honestly I don't like Giselle myself. FYI – my name is Giselle but I assure you I'm nothing like the Giselle in this story. She's such a bitch. LOL. And yeah Draco is such a bastard, but he's hot. LOL. I still love him. Anigen, thanks for reviewing. I'm updating! LOL. PenScribble06, thanks for reviewing. Yeah it's a pretty sad chapter. Wait till you read this one though! InDyxx, thanks for reviewing. Thanks for reading and keep reviewing. Dezi, thanks for reviewing. Keep reading. And sorry for it being so short. And this chapter goes out to my bf Indy, who everyone should thank cause he's the one who said I should update. He kept pushing me to update. So this one's for you baby.
Disclaimer: Okay everyone knows this part. I don't own anything except the plot, Giselle, Dezi, and Ape. J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros own everything else. If I owned this I would be a billionaire and I would do Draco all the time. LOL. Indy clears his throat OHHH Sorry baby.
And now…on with the story!
Hermione looked around and saw that it was extremely late. She could barely see the stars as the night fog was concealing them. She got up and brushed grass off her dress robes. "Why is he acting like this?" "What did I do wrong?" She began to walk slowly back the castle.
Draco was running back to his dormitory. He quickly said the password and walked straight up to the dormitory. "Hey baby what's going…" he heard Giselle say from the common room. He ignored her and collapsed onto his bed. He heard a knock at the door and sighed. "Go away" he said, turning away from the door. He heard the door open and he began to turn around. " I said go…oh."
Professor Snape stood by the doorway, eyeing Draco suspiciously. "Professor McGonagall would like to see you in her office now Mr. Malfoy" he said.
Draco got up from the bed and walked towards Snape. "Did she say why Professor?" he asked Snape, sighing and reaching for his robe.
Snape shook his head. "No but I think it has to do your grades" he said, looking around the room. "What a pigsty."
Draco laughed and walked past Snape. "Yeah I know it is." "Anyways, I'll go there right now."
Snape nodded and followed Draco out of the common room. Snape and Draco walked to Professor McGonagall's office. Snape said a password and the door opened. "In there Mr. Malfoy" he said. "See you tomorrow."
Draco nodded. "Yeah tomorrow." He walked into the room and whistled. "Is anyone in here?" he asked.
"Mr. Malfoy would you please come towards the desk?" Draco looked at the desk at the end of the room and saw Professor McGonagall sitting there.
"Um sure" he said. He walked to the end of the room and sat in an empty chair near the desk. "You wanted to talk to me about something?" he asked her.
Professor McGonagall nodded and pulled out her wand. She whispered something to the top of a huge pile of papers and out a pink paper appeared at the top of the pile. She grabbed it and reviewed it quickly. "Mr. Malfoy, this is your grade currently," she said, passing the paper to him.
Draco grabbed the paper and looked it over. He saw a shiny T at the top of his paper. "A 'T' miss?" "But why?" he asked her, looking at the paper still.
She sighed. "You haven't showed any improvement from the first day that I assigned the tutor." "So this is what we're going do" she said. "We're going to up the amount of hours that you see Miss Granger."
"Wait what?" Draco said, standing up. "No I was actually going to come to you later and ask if I could have a different partner." "I can't stand her and…"
Professor McGonagall sighed and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "That's simply out of the question Mr. Malfoy." "Miss Granger is an extremely gifted student whom you could benefit from."
"But we…I hate her." "I refuse to work with her," he said, turning around and walking towards the door.
Professor McGonagall sighed. "Well then, if that's the grade you wish to receive then so be it," she said, turning back to her papers.
Draco stopped before the door and looked at the pink paper. The 'T' shined up at him and he rolled his eyes. "Whatever" he whispered and walked out of the office.
Meanwhile, Hermione was just getting closer to the Gryffindor common room. She said the password very slowly and walked into the room. "Hermione where have you been?" Ron and Harry asked her, rushing near her. They both noticed her face and became alarmed. "What's wrong Hermione?" "What's going on?" they asked her.
Dezerie came from behind the both of them and pulled Hermione to a chair. "Let her breathe first." She gently pushed Hermione into a chair and gestured to Ron. "Get her a glass of water, would you?" she asked him.
Ron nodded and ran to get a glass of water. Harry pulled up a chair and placed it in front of Hermione. He sat down and sighed. "Can I ask her questions now Miss Dezerie?" he asked her.
Dezerie shook her head. "Wait until she gets her water." "Then you can start to interrogate her." She looked at Hermione and sighed. "What have you gotten yourself into now Hermione?" she thought to herself.
Ron returned with the glass of water and rushed it back to Hermione. "Here drink it so we can ask you stuff." Everyone looked at him and he shrugged. "What?" "It's the truth." He grabbed a chair and placed it next to Harry's.
Hermione sighed. She took a deep breath and took a sip of the water. The cold liquid splashed around her mouth and she sighed. "I'm just glad I didn't throw that up," she said to herself, placing the glass on a table next to them. Dezerie had grabbed a chair and placed it near Hermione's chair.
Ron looked confused as he watched Hermione place the glass on the table. "What do you mean you're glad you didn't throw that up?" he asked her. "Are you sick?"
Hermione sighed and looked at Ron. "There's something I need to tell the both of you," she said, indicating Harry as well.
Harry and Ron looked at each other. "Um okay what is it?" Harry asked her. Ron looked at Hermione closely.
"What did Malfoy do to you?" he asked her. Everyone looked at Ron and he shrugged. "I know it has something to do with Malfoy." "When doesn't it have to do with Malfoy?" he said to everyone. Harry nodded thoughtfully and looked at Hermione.
"So what's going on Hermione?" "Tell us what's up," he said, trying to look into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione couldn't look at either Harry or Ron at this point. She took a deep breath and decided to face the music. "I'm pregnant."
Ron and Harry looked at Hermione in shock. "Are you…uh…serious?" Ron asked her, looking at her stomach.
Hermione nodded. "Yeah of course I'm serious." "But that's not the worst of it" she said, still not looking at them.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances again. "What could be worse than that?" Ron asked her, smiling. Harry shook his head and Ron stopped smiling.
"Hermione why won't you look at us?" Harry asked her, leaning forward in his chair.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. "The baby's father is Draco." "I slept with Draco," she said, loud and quickly.
Harry and Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief. Hermione still couldn't look at them. "It happened the first session of tutoring." "We had sex and I found out I was pregnant." "I'm already 3 months," she said, patting her stomach. She finally lifted her head and tried to look into either boy's eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." "I was just nervous and I didn't know how you guys would take it." She realized that neither boy was looking at her. She leaned forward in her chair and reached over for Ron's hand. When she was close to touching his hand, he pulled away.
"Get away from me you…you…slut!" he said loudly. He shot up from his chair and kicked it aside. It fell to the floor with a loud thud.
Hermione looked at Ron in disbelief. "Ron?" "What did you call me?" she asked him, standing up slowly.
Ron couldn't even look her in the face. "I called you a slut." "How could you sleep with Malfoy?" "You know how much he hates us and how much we hate him." Ron started to back up slowly. "And you…you bloody fucked him." "You…ugh." He looked at Harry. "Do you even know how much I care about you Hermione?" Ron asked her.
Hermione looked at Ron. "Huh?" She tried to walk towards Ron, but he backed up further. "What do you mean?" she asked him, clearly confused.
Ron sighed and rolled his eyes. "Oh don't act dumb." "You know that I…uh…um…well, I care for you a lot." "You're pretty smart, so why couldn't you figure that one out?" He finally looked into Hermione's eyes. "I hate you" he said and turned to walk out of the common room.
Dezerie ran and stopped Ron. "Ron what's wrong with you?" "The last thing Hermione needs right now is someone who's unsupportive of her." "You're supposed to be her best friend." "You're supposed to help her," Dezerie said, angrily.
Ron glared at Dezerie. "You knew didn't you?" "You knew she was pregnant and you didn't even tell us." He looked back towards Hermione. "I never want to see or talk to you ever again." "Leave me alone." He looked back at Dezerie. "I was her best friend." "That is, until she decided to sleep with the enemy." He walked out of the common room fuming.
Hermione sighed and looked at Harry. Harry was looking at her with hurt in his eyes. "Harry look I'm really, really sorry." "I didn't think…"
"Yeah you're right, you didn't think," he said, interrupting her. He walked out of the common room too, tears falling down from his eyes.
Hermione sighed and looked at Dezerie. "What have I done?" Hermione asked her.
Dezerie shrugged. "I don't know Hermione." "I really don't know." And with that, she walked up to the girls' dormitory.
Hermione watched as Dezerie left. "Everything I once wished for came true." "But nothing comes for free" she said to herself, falling to the floor, crying.