Unplanned Pregnancies

Summery: Hogwarts has seen Werewolves to Goblins. From Goblins to Muggle-born Witches and Wizards. From Muggle-born Witches and Wizards to half and half. But when a prank is played, can it handle the outcome? Two Pregnant Teenage Wizards and Witch? Containing MPREG

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! The wonderful, magnificent J.K. Rowling does! So…yeah…BOLD PRINT!

Chapter Five: The Day is Finally Over With the Feast

Ginny was bouncing on the balls of her feet, her prefects badge shining brightly. "Move, move, move." She kept muttering under her breath.

"Ginny, what are you doing?" Colin Creevey asked. Colin was her best friend.

"If people could walk faster, then I could see Harry faster." She said. She was ready to push the first year who was standing in front of her. Everyone was boarding off the train.

"His love isn't going to die if you don't get off the train this minute." Colin said…again. He thought back to how many times he had said that. According to his count, he said it four times…in the past fifteen minutes.

"I just need to see him!" Ginny said.

They were slowly making progress to the front of the train. Finally they got off the train, and Ginny grabbed Colin's hand and pulled him to the closest carriage.

They sat in the carriage for a couple minutes, until a couple more people joined them. Neville, Luna, and Colin's younger brother, Dennis.

"Please ignore Ginerva Weasley. She is frantically trying to possess the Thestrals so they can get to Hogwarts faster." Colin joked.

"That's not funny Colin." Ginny said, even though she was smiling.

"Colin, you're mean." Dennis said, laughing along with everyone else.

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"Harry, you're going to have to sit up sometime."

"Nope, not until Ginny comes."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already in the Great Hall, along with the professor's except the DADA professor. Harry was lying on his back, saving a seat for himself and Ginny, but he was taking up an entire bench.

"What if Ginny isn't coming? She might stay home with mum for her sixth year." Ron said.

Harry sat up quickly. "You don't think she would do that, do you?"

"No I don't. Ignore Ron for the moment." Hermione said, containing her laughter. She thought Harry was being a bit…worrisome about Ginny.

Suddenly, the Great Hall doors opened, and students started coming in. The first student you could see had vivid red hair. It was Ginny.

"Harry!" She shouted.

Both Hermione and Ron burst into uncontrollable laughter, as they watched Harry's face light up. Hermione thought he looked like a little boy.

Ginny came over and gave Harry a tight hug. In the process she whispered, "Love you too." in his ear.

Ron and Hermione were trying to sober up, as Harry kissed Ginny.

"What's so funny?" Colin asked, sitting on the other side of Ginny. Hermione and Ron shook their heads, because they couldn't say anything. Ron pointed at Harry. Harry was just smiling brightly, his eyes twinkling just like Ginny's.

"Hmm finally. You have no clue what it was like on the train this morning." Colin said.

Neville walked over and sat down next to Ron. "Hi guy's. It wasn't the same with you guy's not on the train."

Hermione took a deep breath and she was able to stop her laughing. Ron stopped moments afterwards.

"Sorry we couldn't be on the train. We would have, but we went shopping this morning." Hermione said, addressing Neville.

"Did Malfoy go? I would feel sorry for you if he went." Neville asked.

"No, thank Merlin. We went with Snape and his wife." Ron answered.

Before Neville could even digest the information, that Snape had a wife, everyone was seated, and it became quiet. That was unnatural. Usually people talked until the first years came in.

Standing in the doorway of the Great Hall was Emily. A little girl was standing next to her. The little girl was looking around the Great Hall. Then she spotted someone at the Staff table.

No one noticed the people in the doorway, except Ron and Neville.

"DADDY!"

That broke the silence in the Great Hall. Everyone turned and looked at the doorway.

The little girl let go of her mothers hand, and she began to run towards the staff table. She was so small though, so she could barely reach the table.

Snape stood up, and stepped away from the staff table. The little girl ran to him, and he caught her.

"That must be Michelle." Ron whispered. Hermione and Harry nodded their heads.

"Daddy!" Michelle squealed again.

"Hey Michelle." Snape said.

BB/N: This is a time, that I shall say, I never expected Snape to have children or get married, but I enjoy OOC Snape…when he has a child…I'm quite weird.

Emily walked through the Great Hall, and to the staff table. She sat down next to Snape, but he was still on the edge.

Whispering broke out everywhere.

"Snape has children?" Neville asked, flabbergasted.

"So it would seem." Colin and Dennis said at the same time.

"Who is that woman?" Hermione heard Seamus Finnegan ask his best friend, Dean Thomas.

"Don't know, but she's hot."

Hermione rolled her eyes. She ignored what else they were saying, because she didn't want to hear it. She turned to Ron. "So, how long do you think Professor Dumbledore is going to allow this chatting to continue?"

"Oh, probably until Professor McGonagall comes in…and that should be soon I hope."

Hermione nodded her head, and as soon as she did that, Professor McGonagall came in, with the stool and hat.

Professor McGonagall sat the stool down, and the hat began to sing it's song, as it did every year.

Oh, this year it may be tough,
For those who stayed behind
Especially for Gryffindor
And Slytherin Combined.
For those sorted into Gryffindor,
You'll have to be brave
You'll be daring and have a good heart
But most of all, you'll have to behave
For those sorted into Hufflepuff
You'll be Loyal and True
If asked a favor,
We can count on you!
For those sorted into Ravenclaw,
Your mind will be put to test
Or Maybe in Slytherin,
Where patience is key
To make your real friends,
Put on me!
So heed my words,
Forever more, put me on,
And see where you go, afterwards.

Everyone in the Great Hall clapped, but Hermione was marveling over the sorting hats words. What did he mean by, 'Oh, this year it may be tough, for those who stayed behind, Especially for Gryffindor, And Slytherin Combined.'?

The hat became still, and Professor McGonagall picked up a parchment scroll, and began reading off names. "Abbot, Alexander!"

Ron barely listened to the sorting. He just clapped when he heard Gryffindor.

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As the final student was sorted, which wasput inSlytherin, Dumbledore stood up. A loud applause came up. When it quieted down, Dumbledore began to speak. "Thank you. I would like to say no words before the feast, because all you students are hungry. So, dig in, and feed your hungry bellies!"

Food appeared all over the tables. Chicken, potatoes, vegetables, everything. Everyone started reaching out, and put food on their plates.

Ron got his normal amount of food, but he wasn't really eating it. Ginny saw this, and she asked him about it immediately. "Ron, why aren't you eating? Are you ill?"

Ron looked up at his younger sister. Hermione was having a discussion with Neville about charms, Harry, Colin, and Dennis were talking about quidditch.

"I was earlier. I'm just not hungry right now."

"Ron, you don't look to well right now. Your pale and everything. Are you feeling better now?" Ginny asked, putting her fork down.

Ron looked down at his mashed potatoes and gravy, and he had the sudden thought of, 'That is probably what the peppermints and ice cream looks like in my stomach.' He turned green.

Ron abruptly stood up, and ran out of the Great Hall. Everyone at the Gryffindor table watched. Hermione was about to stand up, when Ginny launched out of her seat and followed her brother.

Chatter resumed after a moment at the Gryffindor table.

"What is wrong with Ron?" Neville asked.

"I think he's sick again." Hermione said.

Harry dropped his fork. He felt a weird churning inside his stomach, and his mouth began to water. "Err…"

Hermione looked at Harry, and she knew he was sick. "Harry-"

Harry jumped from the table, and he was out of the Great Hall in seconds. Hermione sighed, and left the table, following Harry's running footsteps.

"Severus, where are they going?"

Snape looked up at Emily. "Who?"

"Err…lets see…what were their names…Harry, Ron, and Hermione…also that red head that looked like Ron."

Snape looked at the Gryffindor table. He could see that all the Weasley's, Potter, and Granger were gone. "I'm not sure."

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Hermione was rubbing Harry's back as he threw up. You could hear most of the same sounds coming from a couple of stalls away from Harry's..

"Hermione! When did this start happening?" Ginny asked.

"This morning! It was just Ron, but I guess Harry caught whatever he has." Hermione said loudly.

She heard Ginny sigh, but they said nothing.

After a while, Harry looked at Hermione. As he did so, he flushed the toilet. "Eww…I think I'm going to die."

Hermione patted his back. "You'll be fine Harry."

Harry shook his head. "No I won't."

"I think I'm going to die." Ron mumbled.

"You just threw up whatever you ate. You should be feeling that way." Ginny said.

"Does this mean I'm not manly?" Ron asked, flushing the toilet.

"No, it just means your sick." Ginny said.

Hermione helped Harry stand up, and she backed out of the stall. "Are you better Harry?"

"No. I think I'm gonna have to go to bed." Harry said. He went to the sink, and turned on the cold water. He splashed it onto his face. When he was done, Hermione handed him a few paper towels, and he dried his face. He walked to the stall Ron and Ginny were in, and he peeked in. He saw Ginny patting Ron's shoulder. Ron had his knees up to his chest, and his head down between his knees. He looked really sick.

"Hey Gin, I'm going to my dormitory. I think Hermione's coming too." Harry whispered.

Ginny looked up at him and nodded her head, saying she understood. Harry nodded his head, and he left the stall, reaching at the top and shutting the door. He turned around, and saw Hermione leaning against the sink. "We better go. I don't think he's going to be leaving anytime soon." Harry said.

Hermione nodded her head, and she and Harry left. "Do you think Dennis can handle the first years by himself?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, and Colin is going to be with him. Aren't you going back to the feast?" Harry glanced at his watch. "There's enough time for you to catch the last bit of everything."

"Nope. After hearing you and Ron, I'd rather not eat anything." Hermione said.

They were nearing the Fat Lady. "I don't remember the new password." Harry said.

"I do. It's easy. Tarantallegra." Hermione said, standing in front of the portrait.

"Early this year, are you?" The Fat Lady asked, swinging open the portrait. Hermione and Harry walked through.

"What are you going to do?" Harry asked.

"I'm going to make sure you get to your dorm, then I'm going to go to bed." Hermione said.

Harry nodded his head. He and Hermione went up the dormitory stairs. Hermione watched from the doorway to see that he got into bed, after brushing his teeth for nearly two minutes.

"I'm in bed Hermione! Goodnight!" Harry didn't even bother to change from his clothes.

"Night Harry." Hermione said. She walked from his dorm, and down the steps. She stood in the Common Room for a moment, feeling the warmth, and then she walked up the girls dormitory stairs and into her dormitory. She shut her door, and went to her trunk. She changed from her school robes, and into her pajama's. Then she climbed into bed, almost instantly falling asleep.

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"Ron, come on, you're going to have to go back to your dormitory."

Ginny helped pull Ron to his feet. It had been only fifteen minutes or so since Harry and Hermione left. Ron went to the sink and splashed water onto his face. Ginny handed him paper towels, and he dried his face off.

"You need to see Madame Promfrey Ron." Ginny said.

"I will, I think…" Ron muttered. He and Ginny walked out of the bathroom, and made their way to the Gryffindor Common Room.

"No, you will go see her." Ginny said.

"I think I'm getting better Ginny, I swear." Ron said.

Ginny looked at her brother for a while. "I think you're lying Ron. But if I see you this sick again, I will drag you to Madame Promfrey."

Ron nodded his head. "Fine."

They walked down the corridor in silence for a while. When they were halfway up the moving staircase, Ron started to talk again. "How is Mum? I haven't talked to her in a long time."

"She's doing fine. Her and dad might stay with Charlie in Romania, but she doesn't want to leave the Burrow." Ginny said.

Ron sighed. "I wouldn't want to leave the Burrow either."

Ginny laughed. "You're here aren't you?"

Ron shook his head. "That's not what I meant, but whatever."

They walked the rest of the way in silence to the Gryffindor Common Room. Since Ron was Head Boy, and Ginny was a sixth year prefect, they both knew the password.

"Another group of people early. What did you do? Get in trouble already?" The Fat Lady asked, swinging open the portrait.

Ginny and Ron ignored the Fat Lady, and they walked into the empty Common Room. "I guess I'll see you in the morning Mr. Weasley!" Ginny said, bounding up the steps.

"Night Ginny!" Ron said. He walked up the boys dormitory steps, and went to his dormitory. He shut the door, and went to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth for a couple minutes, and then he took a shower. For this week he was supposed to take his showers at night, so Hermione could use it in the morning.

After his shower, he changed into his pajamas and went to bed. He was also asleep faster than normal.

BB/N: So…how do you like this chapter? I liked it somewhat. Poor Harry and Ron. They're both sick. Also, how did you like the sorting? I made it up myself, and it took about five minutes. I am not in the clever rhyming mood at the moment. It's cold, and I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt, a T-shirt over that, slacks, socks, and gloves. I don't know why I'm so cold…maybe I'm getting sick. Hopefully not, because I hate getting sick.

Also, this website is confusing me. The other day it said I had 21 reviews. Then yesterday it said I had 17 reviews, and now today, it says I only have 20. There the same ones but...It still confuses me.

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