Authors Note: Sorry about the wait nowadays. I am having a LOT of writers block, because I am having lots of real life problems and complications. So please bear with me. And reviews just make my hard work not go unnoticed, so I thank all of you who reviewed, and beg you all to review this chapter.
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"Hermoine! Where have you been? I haven't seen you in what, 2 weeks?" Ginny Weasley said as she noticed Hermione sitting at their table.
"And Harry, you as well. Where were you guys?"
Hermione couldn't say anything. "Umm... we were"
"We were sick. We spend a lot of time together, so we must have caught it from each other or something" Harry finished for her.
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"No. I just want you to know that people will eventually find out, and you could tell them. Its ok. Its not you, Hermione. Its Malfoy."
"Ok, fine. Thanks Ron. But I have got to go to class. Were gonna be late!"
"I have to go meet up with Harry. I think we have Head duties or something this evening" Hermione added.
"Oh, Hermione. I think Harry is having a meeting or something. With Dumbledore."Ron answered her.
"It seems that we are both always in meetings." Hermione said, and then sighed.
"Lets get to Charms class."
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Hermione went up to her dormitory with Ron following close behind her. Harry had not been in charms class, and she thought that he was probably still in the meeting.
'About me, most probably' she muttered to herself.
"What was that 'Mione?"Ron asked, hearing her mumbles.
"Nothing" she sighed.
She said her password to the portrait, and waited for it to open. It was not budging.
"Hermione what is happening? Did you forget your password?"
"I dont-I don't think so. Umm, maybe Harry changed it?"
She stood there, just waiting for the portrait to open. To hers and Ron's surprise, it did open. And then slam behind her, locking itself, without allowing Ron to enter.
Hermione was whisked into her common room, and it was pitch black inside. She heard a noise, of a shoe walking on the floor.
"Harry, it that you?"she asked, and suddenly felt dizzy. She sat down on the oversized armchair, and looked up.
"No, Granger." said a slick silver haired boy.
She didn't have time to look up. She could tell from the voice.
"Help! Help!!! HELLLLP" she shrieked, in a high pitched voice.
"Silence. No one can hear you, there is a silencing charm on this dormitory. Quiet!" Malfoy said.
When she wouldn't be quiet, he screamed "SHUT UP"
She suddenly got quiet.
He slowly walked up to her, in the armchair. She tried to get up, but he was fast. He slowly lifted his hand to her face, and traced it down her collarbone. She gave a shiver at the icy feel of his hands on her vulnerable skin.
He tried to move his hands further, but she pushed him away.
"What Granger? You didn't like it? I thought you would want me to do it again..."
"GET AWAY FROM ME" she said, not shrieking, but in a loud clear voice.
"Why should I?"
"Because you don't want to hurt a pregnant women. It's a bit more of a heavy charge in court." she said clearly.
"Pregnant. HA. Yeah right, your such a prude. You just want to scare me, don't you."
"No" she said, clearly, without quivering.
"Well, I'm not scared, Miss Granger" he said mockingly. And he moved towards her, and threw her chair down. She fell to the floor on her stomach, and she started crying in pain.
Draco didn't look at her. He just stopped. He didn't know what it was.
"Who's the father, Mudblood?"
"You really don't want to know."she said, and tried to get up. She whimpered and fell back down. Salty tears were falling off her eyelashes onto her cheeks.
Draco wanted to run. He didn't know what it was, but he just couldn't take it anymore.
"Its– uh– Its" Hermione said.
"Its you."she finally said, and looked away.
"WHAT. What do you mean?" He stood up, and started pacing.
"Who else could it be Malfoy? You think I'm an idiot? I'm seventeen, for god's sake."
Suddenly the door burst open, with Professor Dumbledore, Harry, and Ron all looking really worried.
"Ms. Granger, are you all right?" Dumbledore asked, staring at Malfoy.
"I'm, I–I'm fine Professor, really."
"Hermione, what did he do to you?" Harry asked, looking as if he was ready to kill Malfoy that instant.
"Nothing, really Harry."
"Did he try anything?"Ron asked.
"Umm, no, actually." she said, staring at the floor.
"Then why the hell was he in here?"Harry said.
"I'm not sure. I was just tired, so I sat on the couch and closed my eyes."
"Mr. Malfoy, can I see you in my office please?" Dumbledore asked, and after he whispered something to Harry, he walked off to his office with Malfoy trailing behind him.
"I'm going to bed." Hermione announced. She walked to her room and took off her robes. She put on her cream colored silk pajama top and pants. She was about to get under here duvet and covers when she heard a knock at the door.
"Come in" she said.
Harry entered cautiously. When he saw what Hermione was wearing, he looked at the floor.
"Its Ok, I'm dressed, really." Hermione said, and smiled.
She motioned at her bed, and Harry sat down.
"Hermione," Harry said, looking directly at her, "Why was Malfoy in our dormitory? And what happened?"
Hermione swallowed. "I don't know. The password was changed, and he like pulled me in. Then he said he was going to do it again. But he didn't. He wasn't as, mean, or something, this time. It was weird."
"Hermione, did you say anything to him?" Harry asked. It was as if he knew what she was going to say.
"I told him... I told him that I was– pregnat."
There was a silence so deafening in the room Hermione couldn't take it.
"What else did you tell him?" Harry asked.
"I told him that it was him."
"You WHAT." Harry said..
"I couldn't not. It stopped him, and he was just, silent."
Harry breathed 3 times. "Hermione, what if he tells? Then it will only be... worse."
"I don't know what I was thinking! I just wanted him to stop, thought maybe he would care. But he didn't, I don't know what I'm doing, ok? I just don't!" She started crying and put her head down on her pillow.
Harry moved closer to Hermione and stroked her hair.
"'Mione, its ok. So people will know. Its fine. Its fine." He kept repeating.
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Authors Note: Ok, I did my part. Now you do yours! Review, please :)
