I woke up straining my bleary eyes apprehending to my surroundings. I was in my common room but Draco was gone. I looked at my watch. It was 7:50. He must have left for the Room of Requirement. Sighing and rubbing my crusted eyes I stood up and fixed my hair. Much better. I smoothed down the creases on my robes and made my way out of the dimly lit common room. I made my way through the cold corridors to the Room of Requirement. I arrived there with only one minute to spare. The large oak door was already in the corridor so Draco must have been there. I turned the brass handle and entered. I gasped at the sight before me. It was a huge bedroom with a massive four poster bed and candles lit everywhere. I was too astonished to speak. Draco was sitting on the bed waiting for me. He looked up and grinned. I closed my mouth which had been hanging opening a bit and walked over to him. br /
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"I'm getting kind of bored of our dormitories. I was thinking we could maybe stay here tonight." he said. I smiled at him and nodded my head still unable to find the energy to speak. I opened my mouth to attempt but was silenced by Draco's lips crashing into mine. I responded wrapping my arms around his neck. He guided me back onto the bed and laid me down not breaking the kiss. He ran his tongue along the bottom of my lip gaining permission to enter, I felt his tongue explore my mouth as mine did his. I pulled back gasping for air and turned my head slightly to the right. I felt Draco's wet lips slowly go down my neck. I slipped my robe off as he did with his. br /
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"Draco." I said panting. "Show me you love me." br /
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And that's what he did. br /
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Three weekes passed since in the room of requirement and some people had chosen to speak to me again. Of course none of them people happened to be Harry or Ron. I was friends with Ginny and a few other Gryffindors were forgiving. At least some people understood. It was a Saturday morning and I was sitting next to Ginny eating my breakfast. I picked up a few bacon rashers and loaded them onto my plate receiving a look from Ginny. br /
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"Hermione, you don't like bacon rashers." she said with a look of utter confusion on her face. It was true. I had never liked bacon rashers before but at that precise moment I wanted nothing but them. I shrugged and turned back to my food. Ginny eyed me skeptically before turning to her own plate. She picked up a few waffles from the other side of the table and placed them on her own plate. The smell of them filled my nostrils and vomit bubbled in my stomach threateningly. I was going to be sick. br /
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"Ginny, can you sit somewhere else if you are going to eat those. They're making me sick." I choked. She narrowed her eyes. She eyed me up and down and then gasped. She grabbed my sleeve and dragged me from the Great Hall. I wondered what the hell was up with her. I just wanted my bacon. Eventually we reached a secluded area of a corridor and she stopped. br /
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"Hermione, are you pregnant?" she asked. I nearly burst out laughing. br /
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"Why would I be pregnant. When your pregnant you get cramps, sickness, craving and disl-" I gasped. I had all of those symptoms. I felt the blood drain from my face. No No No No NO! My mind screamed. I was only seventeen. I couldn't be! I started to run to the infirmary with Ginny following closely behind. It took a good five minutes to get there despite the speed we were travelling at. I crashed through the large doors ti see Madam Pomfrey making the beds. She turned to me and smiled. br /
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"Ah hello Hermione, what can I do for you?" she asked smiling. I was panting for breath and gripped onto a bed post for support. br /
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"I...I think...I think I'm pregnant." I stuttered. She walked over to one of her cupboards and pulled out a stick. She handed it to me and told me to grasp it tightly. If it turned blue I was pregnant. If it turned pink I wasn't. I gripped it with all of my strength and turned away. I couldn't bare to look at it. After a minute Madam Pomfrey spoke. br /
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"Congratulations. You're having a baby!" br /
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Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter br /
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Hermione - Thankfully br /
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Author - What's that supposed to mean? br /
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Hermione - You suck br /
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Author - :Throws chair at Hermione: br /
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Hermione - :Ducks: I'll get you for that br /
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Author - Whatever. Remember I invented this story and I can make worse things happen. br /
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Hermione - :Glares: br /
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Author - REVIEW :)