Unplanned Pregnancies

Summary: 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 Ten: Randy

Having spent three days in the Hospital Wing, Madame Promfrey let them out late into the evening. She wanted to keep a good watch on them.

Mrs. Weasley went home later on that night. She wanted to get the entire family together so she could tell them what was going on. Mrs. Weasley didn't want anyone, who was a Weasley, to get a jumbled story. That would make it harder to explain to people.

Hermione was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. She was mentally trying to figure out where she was going to go after Hogwarts when she had a child at seventeen. She didn't think she would be able to do much with a child at her side. And then, the whole thing with Ron. Wouldn't the child have to see its father?

And then, what about her parents? She had already written them, and told them what had happened. She wasn't sure if they were going to be angry, and pull her out of school, or were they going to be overjoyed.

A soft knock on Hermione's door, took her out of her slight mental tirade. "Who is it?" She asked, getting out of her bed.

"Neville."

Hermione burrowed her eyebrow, and she opened the door. When she opened it, Neville was standing in his school robes. It looked like someone had gave him an unwelcome wake up. "What do you need Neville?" Hermione asked, opening her door wide. Neville just leaned on the doorframe.

"Are you going to breakfast?"

Hermione glanced at her watch. "Err…yeah."

Neville turned around. "She said she's going to breakfast."

"Okay!" Someone shouted, sounding a lot like Seamus.

"Err…" Hermione said, watching as Neville turned around.

"We just wanted to see if you were going to breakfast or not. Well…I'm gonna go. Bye Hermione!"

Neville turned around, and slid down the stairs. In actuality, they weren't stairs it was a slide. Hermione shook her head slowly, and turned around. She went to her bed, and slipped on her shoes. She grabbed her school bag, and then she looked at her watch again. It was a long time before classes started. She shrugged and was about to leave, when someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Come in." Hermione said, setting her bag on the ground.

Ron and Harry poked their heads in. "We're going to breakfast with Seamus, Dean, and Colin. They insisted that we go. Do you want to come?" Harry asked.

"Sure." Hermione said. She once again picked her bag up.

"The stairs are a slide. Come down our side." Ron said.

Hermione nodded her head. The three of them walked through the bathroom, and into Ron's room. Usually Ron's room would have the normal Chuddley Cannons poster on it, but it was down, and Hermione saw that it looked like it was burned.

"What happened to your poster?"

Ron gave his answer in a simple reply. "I can't stand the color orange."

Harry started to chuckle. "I believe this is going to be the toughest nine months in my life. If I start to hate my favorite color, everything is going to go downhill, starting with Hermione failing classes."

"I will never fail my classes." Hermione said indignantly. "I will never get anything lower than 100."

Harry laughed. He opened the door leading out of Ron's room. The three of them walked out of the Head Boy's room, and went down the steps.

"Did Neville look unruly this morning?" Hermione asked, nonchalantly.

"Sure. He was angry at Seamus for waking him up this morning." Harry said.

When they got to the common room, Neville, Seamus, and Dean were waiting for them. "We're hungry, what took you so long?" Seamus asked.

"Why were you waiting for us?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because Ginny told us to-" Neville paused. "Ginny told me that she didn't want to see my face because she's angry that I didn't take her picture during the Yule Ball, and now she isn't talking to me." Neville said, throwing things together as they came to his mind.

Silence…

"Really?" Harry asked, surprised.

Neville nodded his head. And at that precise moment, Ginny came sliding down the stairs. "His Seamus, Dean, Neville-"

"Aren't you supposed to be mad at me?" Neville asked, looking at her. Ginny gave him a weird look, and Neville started to wink at her.

"Of course I am!"

Hermione and Ron watched this…row in interest. Harry was barely watching it as he thought.

"Ginny I could have swore Neville took your picture during the Yule Ball."

Ginny had no clue why she and Neville were in a 'row'. "I don't think he did. The dirty little man." Ginny said, before stomping out of the common room. Neville, Seamus, and Dean were trying hard not to burst out laughing.

"Well…breakfast awaits." Ron said.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione never found out that Neville and Ginny were pretending their fight. They didn't really ponder it as they went to their first class. Arithmacy for Hermione, and Divination for Ron and Harry.

"Today students, we will be studying the tarot cards. On each table there should be a deck." Professor Trelawny said, in her, 'Ever so mysterious' voice.

Ron picked up the deck of cards. They were old and shabby looking. "This is going to be fun." He muttered.

"Better than tea leaves." Harry answered.

Ron took a deep breath. The intoxicating smell and the heat was a little unbearable for him. A window wasn't even open. Ron was waiting for a moment when Trelawny wasn't looking so he could open the window a crack.

Harry felt his eye lids start to droop. He was desperately trying not to fall asleep. Ever since his fifth year, Professor Trelawny dropped the subject of Harry dying, and now he wanted to show her a bit of respect, at least for the moment.

"Now, everyone come around so I can show you the meaning of the cards."

As everyone grudgingly got up and walked to Professor Trelawny, Ron took his chance, and opened the window, just wide enough to get a breeze. The breeze was all the room needed.

Harry and Ron stood next to Seamus and Dean, but they barely listened. They got the gist of the tarot cards though. And on Muggle television, Harry saw Cleo the psychic all the time.

When Professor Trelawny allowed them to go back to their seats, Harry and Ron immediately sat down. Not being able to take it anymore, they fell asleep. Seconds before class was over, Neville woke both of them up.

Hermione saw Ginny walking down the corridor, as Arithmacy was let out. "Hey Ginny!" Hermione shouted, running to catch up with her friend.

"Hey Hermione." Ginny said, turning to Hermione. "What class are you going to now?"

"Herbology. What are you doing?" Hermione and Ginny continued their walk down the corridor.

"Harry asked me if I could put up flyers for a new keeper and seeker." Ginny said, dejectedly.

Hermione nodded her head. "Is Ron still the captain?"

Ginny shook her head. "The captain actually has to play during the quidditch match. He appointed me new quidditch captain."

"But everyone who played last year are still playing, except Harry and Ron."

Ginny nodded her head. "Yeah. Me, Colin, Dennis, Seamus, and Shane."

Shane was added the year before. She's Dennis's friend. Shane is in the same year as Dennis, fifth.

Hermione sighed. "This year is going to be tough on them."

Ginny nodded her head. She knew how much Ron wanted to be the quidditch captain. And his chance flew out the window, along with his broom riding privileges. "Yeah, but lets not dwell on it. It'll only make them feel bad."

Hermione nodded her head. "I know. So, what's your next class?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts. How do you like that class?" Ginny asked.

"I like it. I mean, I've only had it once, but it's pretty cool." Hermione said.

Ginny was about to say something, when Colin walked by. He was with his little brother, and it looked like they were going to go to the hospital wing.

"Colin, what happened?" Hermione asked.

Colin turned around. He was sporting a black eye. "Dennis and me got in a row."

Dennis turned around. He was holding a tooth in his hand. "A bad row."

By the end of the day, not only was Ron exhausted, but also, Harry was hungry, and Hermione was tired. They were walking to the Great Hall. Ginny was with Colin and Dennis in the Hospital Wing. She didn't immediately go with them. She hung up the flyers first. Then she went with them to the Hospital Wing.

When Ron got to the Great Hall, he collapsed into his seat, and rested his head against the table. Harry and Hermione got in on either side of him. "You okay Ron?" Harry asked.

Ron sighed. "I'm fine." He lifted his head, and began to dish up his food.

By the time Ron was done dishing up his plate, Harry had finished his, and Hermione was a quarter of a way through hers.

Ginny, Colin, and Dennis came into the Great Hall. Dennis separated away from Ginny and Colin, and made his way to Shane. Colin and Ginny sat down across from Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"You guy's look tired. What did you do?" Colin asked.

"Oh…we listened to Trelawny drone on about tarot cards, Binns was unbearable, and I think we went to Hagrid today." Ron said. He turned to Harry for confirmation. Harry shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't remember what he had for lunch; let alone what his classes were.

"Yeah we went to Hagrid today." Hermione said.

Harry began to talk to Ginny. He wanted to know how her day went. Hermione turned to Ron. "Ron?" She asked.

Ron looked at her, and then swallowed his mashed potatoes. "Yeah?"

"What do you think my parent's reaction is going to be like? I mean…I wrote them a letter and everything, but I don't think they'll understand…"

Ron thought for a moment, pondering her question. "Well…It could be similar to what my mum did…but since you're an only child…I don't know. Is your dad over protective of you?

"Kind of…yeah…"

Ron was quiet again. After a moment, he began to talk again. "Well…I don't think they'll be that angry. I mean, they won't get the full gist of it, since they're Muggles."

Hermione nodded her head. "So, this probably won't be a hard spell to the chest?"

"Exactly. Besides…you know your parents more than anybody. If they supported you throughout your wizarding school education, then they should support this pregnancy."

Hermione smiled at Ron. "Thanks." The conversation eased her mind a little bit.

Dinner went on rather rapidly from this point. Harry and Ginny were having small talk, and Hermione was thinking about her parents. Ron was eating mashed potatoes and was trying to name a color that started with X.

"Granger, Potter, Weasley, you're finished with your meal, correct?"

"I guess so." Harry said.

"Somewhat." Hermione said.

"Absolutely no." Ron said. He ate the rest of his meal hastily, and Hermione and Harry watched him. After about thirty seconds, he inhaled more than ¾ of his dinner. "I'm done."

"Can I go throw up?" Harry asked, raising his hand.

Hermione looked at Harry. "You're raising your hand as if you're in class."

"Well, he can't just get up. That'd be rude." Ron said.

"Point taken." Harry said.

"Potter, go throw up." Snape said, slightly sarcastically. Harry stood up and ran from the Great Hall.

Everyone around the Great Hall heard Snape say, "Potter, go throw up." except they misinterpreted it and they thought he said, "Potter, go grow up." So, now either Harry was crying or in extreme rage as he left, according to the other people.

After a good two minutes, Harry came back. "False alarm." He said, with a smile on his face.

Snape motioned for Harry, Ron, and Hermione to follow him out of the Great Hall. They walked silently down the corridor, and pretty soon, they were walking into the dungeons. Ron was getting scared because he didn't know what they were going to do in the dungeons.

Snape opened his office door, and he had them come into his office, and sit across from his desk. He got behind his desk and sat down.

Snape allowed the menacing silence to go on for a little over ten seconds, before he began his speech, the speech Dumbledore was making him give. "Albus…wants Emily to give you step by step about what you're going to go through. Sadly, Emily had to leave to get Michelle a kitten from her mothers house, so it's up to me." Once again, he left a menacing silence in the air.

On the other side of the desk, Ron sighed. "At least it's not my mother." He muttered. Snape smirked at him. Hermione shook her head, disagreeing with Ron, and Harry nodded his head, agreeing with Ron.

"First things first, how far along are you?" He asked, no one in particular. He was taking this in a professional/business like manner.

"15 days." Harry said.

"Well…lets start from the beginning. You'll be sick, as in vomiting."

"Check." Hermione said. Snape glared at her, but she didn't care.

"Don't interrupt me. As I was saying, you'll be sick."

Snape went on to things that made Ron and Harry groan, and Hermione blush scarlet. After about twenty minutes of going through this, with frequent questions, Snape was nearing the halfway mark.

One thing that had been bothering Harry since he found out the news that he was pregnant, was bothering him. So he got enough nerve to ask Snape. "Am I going to get boobs?" He asked suddenly.

Hermione snorted, and Ron nodded his head in agreement. It had been bothering Ron as well.

"No Potter, you will not be getting breasts."

"Thank god!" Harry said, leaning back in his seat.

After a moment of silence, Snape went on. "Probably during the second month, you'll experience an unusual amount of randyness." Snape was wondering how they were going react.

Ron suddenly stood up, not being able to take it anymore. "Well, someone can get me when my ears are there natural color again." He said, going to the door, opening it, and leaving, slamming it behind him.

It was quiet again. The uncomfortable silence that bothers people into oblivion. "As I was saying…"

BB/N: Not a big change here, but I did change it. As you noticed, I added a bit of information about Hermione's parents…something I forgot to do a long while back. I got a new idea about Hermione's parents and stuff, so I needed to add that bit. Chapter 11 is totally different though...