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 Seven: September 4th

Hermione woke up groggily. She checked her watch, and saw that it was five thirty. Four full hours before classes started. She groaned and put the pillow over her head. "Sleep for three more hours!" She said angrily.

After lying in bed for thirty more minutes, she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. She grabbed a towel and her school clothes. She went to the bathroom door and knocked on it. No one answered so she opened it. No one was in there. She shut Ron's door, and then she shut hers. She decided to take a hot shower, and try to go back to sleep.

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Hermione got out of the shower, fifteen minutes later, and she could barely keep her eyes open. She was already in her school robes, and her school things were packed. She collapsed on her bed and got underneath the covers. She fell back asleep easily.

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Ron and Harry were waiting patiently for Hermione. They had already been to breakfast, and they brought back food for Hermione. It was toast and jam. But Hermione hadn't come down the stairs yet.

"I'll be back. Maybe she's in the shower or something." Ron ran up the boy's staircase and up to his dorm. He knocked on the bathroom door, and no one answered. He opened it and saw no one was in there. He walked through the bathroom and into Hermione's room. He saw her asleep in her bed. He could tell she had her shoes on.

"Mione! Mione! Wake up." Ron said, shaking her gently. After a couple seconds she opened her eyes.

"What?" She snapped, sitting up.

"Classes start in a couple minutes." Ron said, stepping back. He didn't like how her voice was sounding.

Hermione threw the covers off of her. "Okay. Give me a minute." She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. She was out in exactly sixty seconds, her hair brushed.

They left Hermione's room, and they both went down the girl's staircase. Ron mentally forgave Hermione for being rude.

When they saw Harry, he was slowly chewing something. Harry had a guilty expression on his face. "I'm sorry Hermione! You had four pieces of toast, and one of them looked really yummy. I ate it."

Ron shook his head. Hermione laughed. "It's okay Harry. Can I eat the other three pieces on our way to Charms?"

Harry gave them to her, and they made their way to Charms, with Professor Flitwick.

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"Today class, we will be learning Conjuring Charms!" Professor Flitwick squeaked. He climbed off of his stack of books, and hopped to the floor from his chair. "Can someone tell me what the conjuring charm does?"

Everyone expected Hermione to raise her hand, and answer, but no one saw her hand. Both Ron and Harry looked to the end of their table, and saw Hermione…asleep.

Harry shook Hermione awake. "Hermione! You aren't supposed to sleep during classes."

She sat up, rubbing her eyes. "What did he ask?" Hermione whispered.

"What do conjuring charms do?" Harry whispered.

Hermione raised her hand. Professor Flitwick pointed at her. "What do conjuring charms do, Miss Granger?"

"They're charms you use to make objects appear." Hermione said clearly, not one hint of sleepiness in her voice.

"Good job! Two points to Gryffindor!"

Professor Flitwick showed the class how to conjure up objects, and then he set them to conjure simple objects. The first being a quill. Hermione conjured it first, and now she was helping Ron and Harry.

"Hermione, you fell asleep in class." Ron said, flabbergasted.

Hermione hung her head in shame. "I know. I'm just really, really, really, tired."

"Why?" Harry asked. Somehow he didn't conjure up a quill, but a simple feather.

Ron flicked his wand angrily, and conjured up a peanut. "How did I do this?"

Both Harry and Hermione looked at Ron and his peanut. "Are you hungry?" Hermione asked.

"No, not that I know of." Ron said.

"Mr. Weasley! We're supposed to conjuring quills! But you conjured a peanut. One point to Gryffindor!"

After spending ten more minutes trying to conjure a quill, Harry gave up. He transfigured the feather into a quill. He cheated. He was glad Hermione didn't see him, because he knew he would have had his head bitten off, chewed, then spit out.

"Class dismissed!"

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Hermione was walking behind Ron. She felt kind of dizzy, but she couldn't place why. She knew it couldn't be from exhaustion because she slept away most of History of Magic, Arithmacy, and some of Charms.

"Last class of the day. Potions." Harry said. Even though Snape was a bit better with his wife and child around, the class was still hard.

"Last class, and then bed." Hermione said.

"Maybe you need to go see Madame Promfrey, Hermione. I don't think you ever fell asleep in a class before." Ron said, concerned. He turned around so he could see her.

"I'll be fine Ron." She said, dismissing the idea.

They made it to the dungeons, and waited outside the potions classroom. They had it with all the houses, and the class was pretty large. They ended up moving the class to a larger area.

Snape let them inside, and they went to their seats.

When everyone was settled, he pointed his wand at the board. "Put your homework on your desk. Someone will be around to pick it up. Today, I'll be lecturing about truth serums. Open your books to page 34."

Hermione pulled out her book and opened it to page 34.

"Granger, come up to the board with your wand."

Hermione barely heard this. But Ron poked her, and she stood up. She walked around her desk and stopped. She noticed the classroom was spinning around her. And then the world went black. Her feet gave way, and she fell, hitting her head on the corner of her desk.

It was silent in the classroom for a millisecond, before both Ron and Harry jumped out of their seats, and to the side of Hermione.

"Mione!" Ron whispered.

Snape had his wand out, and pointed it at Hermione. "Mobilicorpus!" Hermione started to float in the air.

"No one leave this room. Potter, Weasley, come with me."

Snape quickly left the classroom; Harry and Ron were right behind him. Snape was basically walking extremely fast; Harry and Ron had to run to keep up.

But then Harry began to slow down, and then he stopped altogether. Ron turned to look at him. "Harry, what are you doing? Come on!"

Snape looked at Harry. Ron ran back to Harry, and caught him, right before he hit the ground. "Bloody hell! What is going on?" Ron shouted. Ron pulled out his wand, and used the same spell as Snape. Harry's body began to float in the air.

"We need to get to the Hospital Wing."

The rest of the…trip was in silence. They made it to the Hospital Wing in a couple minutes.

"Poppy! Poppy I think we have a problem." Snape said, slamming open the door. On accident, he woke Malfoy up, who was still in the Hospital Wing from the fight two days ago.

Madame Promfrey came from her office. "Don't open my door like that! What happened?" She asked, indicating two beds next to each other for Harry and Hermione.

"Granger passed out in potions. Potter passed out in the corridor."

Ron put Harry down on the bed. He then stepped back. His vision was changing. At first he was in a spinning room, and everyone's voices formed into one unidentifiable sound. And then the world turned a bright white, and then black.

That was the last thing Ron remembered.

Madame Promfrey and Snape turned around, after they heard a dull thud. Madame Promfrey let out a cry of frustration. Snape picked Ron up, and put him on a bed next to Harry.

"I think Poppy, we have an epidemic."

Malfoy was sitting in his bed, staring out at the trio. A large grin was plastered on his face, and it made him look like Christmas was coming early. "Perfect, right on time."

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