A/N: Thank you to Elwen of Lorien, demonwoman, fightingfool, Draco Drooler, and dillansgirlforever. It's wicked to know you like it! Sorry it took so long to update... I've had tons of homework. Hopefully, the next chapter will be up quickly!

Harry stared. He just... stared. He seemed unable to comprehend the information I had just (regretably) told him. I examined my shoelaces, waiting for him to say something…anything. But no. He simply stood there. I tried desperately to walk away – get out of the severe awkwardness of the situation – but it seemed someone had put a permanent sticking charm on the bottoms of my feet. As much as I willed it I couldn't seem to make my legs move. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, Harry spoke.

"Is it, uh," He hesitated on saying his name. I nodded. I was glad he had said something, but I still wanted to slap him upside the head. "Er - congratulations..." He seemed unsure of if that was the proper thing to say.

"I know... it's odd. But I figured it best to hear it from me than that git Malfoy."

"Malfoy knows?" I nodded.
"Apparently he overheard his father and Fudge talking about how to expel me for it." He raised an eyebrow.

"Why would they want to expel you for having a baby?"

"Because it's Lucius Malfoy. Anything to get rid of muggle-borns." I shrugged.
"Yeah. I suppose your right. They're not going to though, are they? I mean, Dumbledore - "

"If Dumbledore was going to let them, I don't think I'd be here right now."

"True. So. Um, how far are you?"

"5 months." I stated. He nodded.

"Are you staying at Hogwarts after?"

"Of course."

"What are you going to do with the baby?" That was something that hadn't even crossed my mind.

"I dunno. Maybe I'll have Hannah baby-sit."

"I thought Hannah graduated?"

"She did. She got a job as Madam Pomfrey's assistant, or something." He nodded again. The compartment door opened, and Kadie popped her head out.
"Everything okay? You two've been out here for a while."

"Not that long." I stated. I noticed Ron and Hermione sort of staring at me in disbelief.

"Well, whatever. Are you coming back in or what?" I sat down beside Kadie, and Harry joined Ron and Hermione. I shut the door, and felt my cheeks go cherry red as everyone stared at me.

"What?" I asked. I heard Kadie snigger.

"You're pregnant?" Ron asked. Hermione elbowed him sharply in the stomach, and I giggled.

"Yeah." Ron rubbed his side as he stared.

"How are you going to do this?" Hermione asked. I could tell she was hesitant to ask me anything. In a way, I'm kind of glad she did. I didn't really want to think of how awkward it would have been if we just sat in silence with everyone staring at me.

"I dunno. I guess I'll think of something."

"How many other people know?" Ron asked.

"You four, Malfoy and Neville. And everyone Malfoy's told, which is probably every Slytherin."

"It's become a bit of a race." Kadie smiled. The three looked at her with questioning looks.

"We're trying to tell everyone we can before Malfoy." I sighed.

"Want some help?" Ron asked. Kadie and I looked at each other.

"Sure." We said. The three nodded.

"'Kay."

The rest of the train ride was spent chatting about my baby, quidditch, and telling whoever was unfortunate enough to walk into our compartment that I was pregnant. By the time we walked off the train and to the carriages, I had a suspicion that half the school knew. If not more. We had told around 10 people on the train, and I'm sure they had told quite a few people. Who had told quite a few people. And so on. And then there were the Slytherins. They were being themselves - smirking whenever they saw me and trying to piss me off. I didn't really care, however. I didn't care what they did. I had my friends to back me up - something I thought I wouldn't have in a million years. I had been sure everyone I knew would treat me like I had some contagious illness. The five of us packed into a carriage and we were off. This time, however, our conversation consisted of breaking into the Slytherin common room and putting an itching curse on them in their sleep.

I have never felt so relieved to be back at the castle. As we walked into the Great Hall, I shrugged off the many looks that I got. Kadie gave me a thumbs up and we all laughed. It was really dumb, but kind of funny. I was almost relieved that people knew. It was like this huge weight off my shoulders. As we sat down, I noticed Seamus, Neville and Dean talking heatedly and pointing in my direction. Oh well. It would only be a matter of time before this would be old news. At least, I hoped that was how it would go. I figured I might as well deal, and when the three looked at me, I smiled and waved. Pansy Parkinson was clearly glaring at me. She nudged Malfoy, who was right beside her, and he smirked. I rolled my eyes and turned to listen to Kadie and Ron's debate over whether the Firebolt or Lightning Bolt was better. Hermione and Harry were clearly listening as well, and Harry looked at me and smiled. The two stopped briefly to listen to Dumbledore's speech and the Sorting, but as soon as the food appeared in front of them, they were right back at it.

"The Firebolt is way better. They completely overdid the Lightning Bolt!" Ron argued. I laughed.

"The Lightning Bolt is more advanced! Firebolt's are totally two years ago!"

"No way! Firebolts are ... what's that muggle word? Retar - no... Redder - no..."

"Retro?" I helped.

"Yeah! Retro!" Hermione snorted into her pumpkin juice, causing Harry and I to burst out laughing. Kadie was trying to continue the argument, clearly not wanting Ron to win.

"So what if Firebolt's are retro? Lightning Bolt's kick ass! It can nought to 100 in 5 seconds! What can a Firebolt do, 10 in 10?" Kadie joked. I laughed as Ron looked shocked.

"It does 90 in 5! How dare you!" I looked at Harry and laughed as he mocked the two with his hands. They turned to us.
"What are you two on about?" Kadie inquired.

"Nothing." I said innocently.

"Why don't you two finish this bloody argument so Tia and I can find out who has a better broom?" Harry smiled. The two shrugged and started up again.

A/N: How was it? I had like, a whole three pages of the broom argument, but I had to cut it 'cause this was getting unbelievably long... I hope it's okay. Maybe I'll post thewhole thingin an author's note later on...