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 Nine: This sucks…plain and simply…sucks…

Ron woke up, on his own, to yelling. His head hurt, but he opened his eyes and sat up.

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIGHT LORD VOLDEMORT WHEN I'M KNOCKED UP?" Harry bellowed. He was angry.

"Harry don't yell." Mrs. Weasley said calmly.

"I swear to Merlin. If I find out who did this I will drown him in the lake, then throw his blue body into the Gryffindor fireplace." Harry said.

"I'm with you Harry." Hermione said.

Dumbledore, Mrs. Weasley, Emily, and Madame Promfrey flinched at the tone of their voices. "I'm sure you're not serious Harry." Emily said, trying to get them calm.

Harry looked up at her. He looked so angry, it wasn't even close to being humorous. "Are you not taking me seriously Professor Snape?" His voice was so calm, that it was almost like he was speaking to her in class.

Emily backed away. "I am taking you serious Harry."

Ron jumped from his bed and ran to the bathroom. He was sick again.

Hermione pulled the blankets over her head. "I want to die."

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"How are we going to explain this to the staff?" Dumbledore whispered.

Professor's Dumbledore and Emily were still in the hospital wing. Madame Promfrey gave Harry, Ron, and Hermione a sleeping draught. Malfoy was released from the Hospital Wing.

"Albus, give them a good month." Emily said.

Dumbledore gave Emily a look that said, 'Then what?'

"Then you can tell people. I'm sure Ginny won't tell anyone."

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"They're what?" Colin asked.

"Pregnant! Harry, Ron, and Hermione."

"No way." Neville said.

Ginny gathered Colin, Neville, Seamus, Dean, Pavarti, and Lavender. "I'm so serious. But I didn't just call you to tell you that." Ginny said.

"This is so weird. I have to tell Padma!" Pavarti said.

"No! I need a favor from you guy's though." Ginny began.

Lavender and Seamus sat down. "What? Take them to birthing classes or something?"

Ginny laughed, but shook her head. "No. I need you guy's to keep an eye on Ron and Harry, especially Ron."

"Why Ron?" Neville asked.

Ginny began to explain. "A Weasley pregnancy is very difficult, especially in this case, because Ron is a man. Anyway, they have a lot of complications, and they get clumsy."

"Oh…" Lavender said.

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Harry was sitting up in his bed. "I will not believe it. I will not believe. I am not knocked up. I am not pregnant, and I can not believe that I ever will be."

Ron lost it and picked up his pillow. He threw it at Harry's head, hitting him slightly harder than hethought. "Shut up Harry. You'll believe and you're going to like it."

Harry looked at Ron. "But-"

"This is the wizarding world Harry. Anything can happen." Hermione said.

Harry hung his head. "I don't want to have a baby."

"Then give it to Ginny! I mean, she'll love to have a baby, it's hers in the first place anyway." Ron said.

"I don't want to give it up." Harry said, angrily.

"Then you want a baby." Hermione said.

Harry shrugged his shoulders, and became quiet. He was having a battle between himself and his mind. If I tried to explain, you would be bound to get confused…

Michelle came running into the room. She ran up to Ron's bed, holding three flowers and a piece or parchment. "Mommy told me you were sick, so I made you something." She whispered, 'something'.

BB/N: Wouldn't it be cliché if I had Michelle have a crush on Ron? Well, look how cliché I am!

She walked over to Harry and gave him a flower. Then she walked over to Hermione and gave her a flower. Hers was different from Harry's. Then she went and climbed onto Ron's bed. "I made you a note." She handed him a parchment with unidentifiable scribbles on it. She also handed him a flower.

Ron looked at the note, and smiled. He had no clue what it said though. "I can read it to you." Michelle said, grabbing the note back. She settled on the end of the bed and started reading her writing. "Err…I hope you get…wetter? No better son…soon. Mi-Mich-Michelle." She handed him the parchment back.

"Thank you Michelle…" Ron said. Hermione and Harry were trying had not to laugh. It seemed like a certain two and a half year old had a crush on Ron.

"You're welcome…I have to go now." She jumped off of Ron's bed, and ran out of the Hospital Wing.

As soon as Hermione was sure she was out of hearing distance, she burst out laughing. Harry was along with her. Ron looked at them. "Stop it! It's not funny. This could be serious."

Harry felt like his guts just ruptured. "Ser-serious?" Before, once again, his laughter had consumed his entire body again.

Hermione was trying to stop laughing. "I'-I'm sorry Ron."

After a few minutes, they both stopped laughing. "This was actually a really nice flower." Harry said. "But where did she get it? I mean, I doubt there are any flower on the qui…dditch…pit…ch…" With Harry's long pauses, it made it very easy to understand what he was saying.

"What about the quidditch pitch?" Hermione asked.

"You know, this sucks. Plain and simply sucks. The first year I actually get to be quidditch captain, and I am diagnosed with a pregnancy that somehow could have never happened, if I stopped eating." Ron said angrily.

"You value quidditch over a pregnancy…that will include a baby that you…somewhat made?" Hermione asked, a slight huffiness in her voice.

Harry was afraid that there was going to be a huge row. He prepared himself for the worst.

"Of course not! Actually, I wanted to become an Auror, then at about twenty five or so, I wanted to settle down and beserious. I wanted to be a family man with five or six kids. I love kids."

Silence…

"Oh." Was what Hermione simply said.

"But now, you're probably going to have twins or something." Harry finished.

Ron turned to Harry. "Don't say that. I don't think I could handle twins at 17."

BB/N: This is going to have to be a short chapter. I'm sorry people, but right now, I'm not up to typing five or six pages. This one is only…three pages… and 1,116 words. I have writers block! Someone give me ideas for chapter 11! I finished chapter ten already. I NEED HELP!

I also reposted somewhat of chapter one. It's not that different...just fixing grammar mistakes.