Authors Note: Glad you liked the last chapter! I liked it too, it had a much lighter tone. But I cant

make this story a comedy... so yeah. I would like to express thanks to Mrs. ProfessorLupin,

because she is gracious enough to have reviewed EVERY CHAPTER! clap clap Id like to

thank a lot of you as well, but each chapter is like a new "reviewer of the week" or whatever. I

still need a beta reader, as many of you who wrote to me are going to camp in June. I still need to

learn how to do a word count on Word Perfect 11. Anyways, onto the chapter!

P.S- sorry about all these meetings, but there are many problems that need to be resolved, so

meetings need to occur!

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Harry slid into the bench at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. It was breakfast

morning, and many owls were swooping down on their owners. He caught with the peripheral

view that Draco had received his morning treats, even though his father was still in Azkaban. He

waited for Hermione. He was supposed to escort her everywhere, but she made him promise to

let her come down on her own. The rest of the Gryffindors waltzed into the room, and Harry

scanned them all for signs of Hermione. He caught a glance at Ron and Ginny, and Ron gave him

a look and mouthed "Where is she?"

Harry got up from the table and walked to the doorways. He then stepped outside and

walked into the hall, looking to see if Hermione was there. He started to walk fast back into the

Great Hall and alert Ron, but he bumped into Professor Dumbledore.

"Ouch. Sorry Professor!" Harry said.

"Quite all right, one can never get too many scars. I myself think they are very useful, look at the

one on my knee! A map of London Underground, and your scar is a connection with

Voldemort Well not to get off topic. Harry, could you come with me to my office?"

"I would Professor its just that Herm--"

"Ms. Granger is seated in my office at the moment. She is waiting for you"

"Oh, Alright then. Of course Professor Dumbledore"

Harry walked behind Professor Dumbledore and trailed to his circular office. He felt as if

he just never left the area, he was in it so often.

"I daresay we visit here quite often Harry." Dumbledore said.

"Yeah, and its usually about Hermio-"

"-ne, how good to see you. I was waiting for you at breakfast!" Harry continued.

"Yes, well, something has come up." Hermione stated.

"Why do you both step inside my office. But first, Harry, a word?" Professor Dumbledore

said.

"Harry, it seems that Mr. Granger is here. He wants to speak with us, and I have no good

feelings. He does not look most pleased. He does not know the situation, because Hermione for

some reason did not share details. All she told him was that she was pregnant." Dumbledore said

in a hushed voice.

"Do you think, umm- so 'Mione's dad thinks that I- I did this?" Harry asked.

"He does not think anything. He is waiting for me and Ms. Granger to explain. So I am asking

you, for her sake, please do tell him! I know Ms. Granger is being a bit stubborn, but he is her

father and should know. Hermione will forgive you." Professor Dumbledore answered.

He then opened the door to his office and gently pushed Harry inside. He whispered a

spell, and the door clicked shut and locked.

Harry continued walking to the seat next to Hermione. Mr. Granger was standing

opposite them, and Professor Dumbledore remained standing.

"So. What happened?" Mr. Granger asked, in a bit of a harsh tone.

"Dad its just-"

"Hermione, this is why you are not in a regular public school. Things like this are not

supposed to happen! You are a good girl, you were a good girl, I just don't understand! Do you

even know who the father is?"

"Yes- Dad its just that I-"

"Its me" Harry said, and stood up.

"You, You did this?"

"Yes."

"No, Harry can explain, he did not it was a matter of.." Professor Dumbledore started.

"DAD and EVERYONE. Let me talk." Hermione stood up as well.

"It was not Harry, and it was not me. I was- I was"

"Don't listen to her, she just doesn't want me to get into trouble it was " Harry said

"SHUT UP HARRY! OH MY GOD." Hermione screamed.

"I WAS RAPED. R-A-P-E-D. OK? THIS WAS FORCED. I DID NOT WANT IT. I never--"and

she broke down hysterically crying.

"Shh, 'mione its Ok. Shh..." Harry ran to her and tried to comfort her.

Hermione's father just stood quiet.

"Is this true?" He asked.

"I'm afraid so" replied Professor Dumbledore, finally saying something.

"You see, Hermione is our best student. Probably one of the top witches to ever cross this

school. She is responsible. She is also doing a very noble thing. She isn't aborting the child."

Her father walked over to her, and sat down. "Hermione, I am so sorry. Do you want me

to call Mom? Do you want to come home?"

She picked up her head, and choked out the words "No"

"To which question?" he asked.

"B-both. Mom hates me. She only likes Heather."

Mr. Granger turned to Harry. "I'm sorry son. I did not mean to accuse you, but it looked

like you had done this. Are you and Hermione" and he looked at Hermione, and she nodded.

"Going out/Dating?" he finished.

"Yes."

"Even though this happened?"

"Yes"

"And you still want to stand by her in a year from now"

"Yes"

"Then you are greater than I ever was. I am truly sorry. And Professor-" he turned to Professor

Dumbledore's brilliant blue eyes.

"I trust that something is being done to this perpetrator? Is he still in school?"

"There is no evidence."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? ITS MY DAUGHTER!! Of course- there has to be!"

Professor Dumbledore just looked saddened, "I'm sorry. The only thing we can do is keep

Hermione on a watch, and that has been done. Harry is with her at all times, as well as Ronald

Weasley, another extraordinary friend. Harry and Hermione's own dorm is through a secret

doorway, and has a special security system. Besides Harry is only a bedroom away."

"So nothing else can be done? What if he tries it again?"

"I daresay he won't get a chance."

"And also..." and he whispered to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shook his head. "I will answer you out loud, Mr. Granger, for I feel Hermione

deserves this answer. Mr. Malfoy does not know about your state, nor will he unless you disclose

the information to him, which I doubt. So do not worry, he does not know."

Hermione just shook her head. 'Yeah, untill I have this baby and everyone will know that

he raped me. Unless people think nah. And if the baby has bleach blonde hair, of course they'll

know' she though silently to herself.

"Something troubling you, Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore asked.

"Nothing out of the usual" she answered, not bringing up the matter.

"Alright, Harry please escort Hermione to breakfast. It is over most probably, but eat

anyways. Professor Mcgonagall is first on your schedule, am I right?"

"Yes sir." They both answered.

"Well then you can just walk into her class late without a note. Carry on, I need to speak with

your father Ms. Granger."

Harry and Hermione walked to the Great Hall. Hermione wasn't eating anything again.

"'mione, please eat. Its not good for you and - yourself not to eat. Please!"

Harry took a bowl of oatmeal and started to eat, in hope that Hermione would follow. She

just sat and stared.

"What am I going to do?" she said outloud, calmly. "What on earth am I going to do?"

Harry smiled to himself. 'Funny, I thought the same thing" he murmured.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing, just the oatmeal is good. Have some"

Hermione took a bowl and started to eat it slowly. She made a face and almost pushed it

away, but saw the look on Harry's face and continued eating.

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