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 Thirteen: Held Hostage By a Rat
Peter Pettigrew grinned evilly. He was finally inside the Head Boys' dormitory, but the Head Boy wasn't there. He turned into a rat, and got underneath The Head Boy's bed, and began to wait…
Harry sat down on the couch. It had been a long day of school, especially since Ron and Hermione were still having a row.
And the fact that he had Potions and Divination right after another, and he had to climb a lot of stairs to get to Professor Trelawney's room. His feet hurt, and he felt a bit larger around the middle than he did over the weekend.
Ron walked into the Common Room, and walked passed Harry. He hadn't really talked to Harry all day. But when Ron saw him on the couch, he walked towards him. "Are you okay mate?" He asked.
Harry looked up in surprise. He wasn't expecting Ron to talk to him. "No. My feet hurt and I feel fat."
"You don't feel fat, you feel large, which is perfectly normal. Go take a bath."
Harry grinned at Ron. "Are you calling me smelly?"
Ron shook his head. "No, hot water helps the feet. If you want to, you can go to the Prefects bathroom and take one there. I'm sure that'll help."
"Yeah it would, except I'm not a prefect." Harry said.
"Go ask Ginny, Dennis, Colin, or Shane to use it. I'm sure they won't care."
Harry stood up slowly. "Okay, I'll go do that."
Ron nodded his head. He turned around and was about to go upstairs when Harry stopped him. "How do you feel Ron? Anything bothering you?"
Harry had to get clothes out of his dormitory. He decided to ask Ron how he was feeling.
"Oh, loads is bothering me, but why bother to tell? You know most of them." Ron said, climbing the boys' staircase.
"I know that much." Harry mumbled. He reached his dormitory door. "I'll see you around Ron."
Ron paused. "Okay Harry. If you're not out of the bathroom by dinner, do you want me to get you?"
Harry shook his head. "I'm pretty sure my stomach will tell me when to get out of the tub. But thanks anyway."
Ron nodded his head, and then continued his climb up the stairs to his dormitory. He wanted to take a bath right at this moment, but it was Hermione's turn to take showers before bed, and he didn't really want to talk to her.
Ron dropped his bag at the end of his bed and he sat down.
Peter Pettigrew felt stupid. He wasn't in the Head Boys' room. He was in the Head Girl's room, because he could see Hermione's feet, and he didn't think they looked manly.
Ron got up to go to the bathroom, when he noticed Hermione's door was open. He went to her door, expecting to close it, when his eyes grew wide. There was a rat in Hermione's room, except there was something wrong. One of the rat's legs or paw or whatever, was twice as large as it's other ones. Ron immediately knew who it was.
Hermione didn't see, nor hear Ron or that rat. But she jumped with fright as Ron rushed into her room, his wand pointing at something she couldn't see.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Hermione shouted furiously. She remembered her and Ron were still in a heated row.
Ron turned to her, and motioned for her to be quiet, but it was too late. Peter Pettigrew transformed into his human form. He wasn't that tall, and was barely up to Ron's shoulder.
"Expelliarmus!" Pettigrew shouted. He got both Ron's wand, and Hermione's wand. Hermione didn't even have her wand in her hand as a fighting stance, she just happened to have it in her hand.
Pettigrew did some fancy wand work, and all the doors in the room locked. Ron was standing stock still, trying not to think any negative thoughts.
Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She closed her mouth and thought about what she was trying to say. Then she opened her mouth, and her words formed. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to torture you, and then kill you." Pettigrew said. He seemed to loose his lisp, when he knew he was facing people, and he had the advantage. "Now get on the bed Weasley," he said in disdain.
"You think I'm bad, look at you. You're a rat." Ron said, not moving a muscle. His temper was rising.
"I said get on the bed Weasley, or I'll hurt the Mudblood."
"You won't touch Hermione." Ron growled. His eyes narrowed as he stared down at Pettigrew.
"Or I could just hurt you." He said. "Cru-"
"Stop!" Hermione shouted desperately. "You'll hurt the baby."
Ron looked at Hermione in surprise. The he realized it. 'Bloody Hell, if I don't stop, I'll hurt our baby.' He decided to follow Pettigrew's orders, but he didn't like it.
"Hmm, what would your mother think, when she finds out that you've been fooling around? And to think, the know it all Mudblood got shagged by a poor boy, and now you have to face the consequences." Pettigrew began to laugh cruelly.
Hours had passed since Harry took his bath. Dinner was over with, but he was beginning to worry. He hadn't seen Ron nor Hermione at dinner, and that was uncommon, especially in the state the three of them were in.
"What are you doing Harry?" Ginny asked.
Harry swept his damp black hair out of his eyes. "I'm going to look for Ron and Hermione. They skipped dinner."
Ginny nodded her head. "That's a good idea. If you want, I'll stand at the bottom of the girls' staircase if you want me to talk to Hermione." Ginny said.
Harry nodded his head. He made his way to the stairs, and up them. He quickly walked to Ron's door. "Ron? You in there?" He waited a moment, and then he walked in. The room was empty, along with the bathroom door being shut. Thinking that Ron was sick or something, he rushed to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Ron are you okay? Ron, Ron are you in there? Hermione?"
No answer. Harry was beginning to get nervous. He opened the bathroom door, and saw that Hermione's door was shut too. He went to her door, and knocked on it. "Hello? Anyone in there?"
"Harry!" Hermione squealed. She looked frantically at the door. "Can you ope-"
Pettigrew flicked his wand, and Hermione's voice was gone. She couldn't speak.
"Hermione? What are you doing? Are you okay? Is Ron there?"
"Harry! There's a rat in here! It's Scab-"
Again, the room became silent. Harry was starting to feel ill to his stomach. "Are you guy's okay?"
No words. Then Harry replayed what Ron had said, inside his head. His eyes grew wide. "I'm getting help! Hold on!"
Harry walked as fast as he could through Ron's room and down the stairs. He wasn't risking anything, so he didn't run. "Ginny! Ginny! Merlin Ginny, get someone. Dumbledore or McGonagall, Snape even. Ron and Hermione are in trouble." Harry said, just loud enough for Ginny to hear. He was standing next to her.
Ginny looked quizzically at Harry. "What kind of trouble? Are they arguing or something?"
Harry shook his head. "Peter Pettigrew is in there. I can't risk anything by barging in because the baby. You need to get an adult."
Ginny nodded her head. She sprinted out of the Common Room, and out into the corridor.
Harry was beginning to get nauseated, and he went to the couch to sit down. He couldn't help the weird feeling in his stomach.
Ginny ran as fast as she could. It was late after dinner, and she wasn't sure if she was allowed out in the corridor this late at night.
Without meaning to, because she was fretting over what was going on, she ran smack dab into a teacher, nearly knocking him over. Ginny herself fell, landing hard on her bottom.
"What in the world…Weasley? What are you doing in the corridor?" It was Snape. Ginny noticed that two other people were with him, but she didn't care to take a look to see who they were.
"It's Ron! Something…Peter Pettigrew is in Ron's room! Err…Harry told me to get a Professor."
"Is that so?" Snape asked. He didn't exactly believe that Peter Pettigrew was inside Hogwarts.
Ginny nodded her head, then she stood up. She knew the more time she spent in the hallway arguing that her brother was in danger, the more time it took. "I'm serious! Harry was nearly running, and he made a vow that he wouldn't run because of the ba-"
Snape finally taking Ginny seriously, spun around. "Mr. Filch, will you please go tell Albus of this predicament. Lupin come along. I'm sure you'll be of some help."
The three of the sped off in one direction, Filch in another.
Pettigrew gave back Ron's voice. "Weasley, why did you tell on me? Don't you know it's bad to be a sneak?"
He was pointing his wand dangerously close to Ron's chest. He was thinking about the best curse to use.
A tapping at the window sounded, and an owl was at the window. Pettigrew rolled his eyes and opened the window, keeping one eye on Ron and Hermione. The owl flew around a few times, and then morphed into a human.
To Ron, this person who had suddenly changed from owl to human, reminded him of a man with ugly blond hair brushed into a ponytail…because it an ugly man with blond hair swept into a ponytail.
"What are you doing here, Lucius?"
"The Dark Lord sent me to make sure you get the job properly done."
"I need a babysitter?" Pettigrew whined.
"Obviously, since I'm not dead yet." Ron said, mockingly.
"Hehehe…say another word Weasel, and I'll kill you right in front of your girlfriend." Malfoy said, glaring at Ron, as if he were a maggot.
"I don't care if I die, but if you lay one hand on Hermione I will kill you. If you kill me first, I will haunt you for the rest of your life, never leaving you or your family alone." Ron said, in a tone so defiant, it was scary. Pettigrew flinched, but Malfoy didn't seem to take notice that Ron said anything…of importance.
Hermione looked worriedly between Ron and their kidnapper. She knew if Ron didn't stop talking back, there was a chance that he would get killed.
Since Hermione was underneath the blankets on her bed, she discreetly grabbed Ron's hand in hers. He looked sharply at her in surprise. He wasn't expecting her touch at all. Anyway, she motioned with her eyes to be quite. Somehow Ron understood what she said, and took what she said to heart.
A soft knock came from the other side of the door, leading down the girls' staircase. "Ron, are you in there?"
Malfoy turned around quickly and stared at the door. "You did lock the door, didn't you?" Malfoy asked out of the corner of his mouth. Peter nodded his head.
"And if we are, Lupin?"
"How nice to hear your voice Lucius. I hope you're doing well."
Malfoy's face contorted in disgust. "Stop toying. Do you want the kids or not?"
"Of course we do. Why else would I be stand outside a girl's bedroom door, talking to someone like you? I presume Peter is in there with you?"
"I am in here." Peter said.
"Why are you here?" Another voice asked. Ron knew it was Dumbledore, and he sounded winded.
Peter unsilenced Hermione, and Hermione immediately began to let her anger fall out, but in a nice, clear manner. "I hate both of you sincerely, and if you do not let me go soon, not only will I be sick, but I'll cry, and you won't be able to stop me."
Ron shook his head. 'Some way to let your emotions out.'
"Did I forget to mention that she was pregnant?" Pettigrew asked.
"You did. Well, all she's going to do is complain, so why don't we just kill her, and then we can torture the other boy?" Malfoy asked. He had his wand out, and was pointing it at Hermione.
"No!" Ron shouted. He jumped from the bed, after letting go of Hermione's hand. "If you touch a single hair on her head, I will kill you with every once of fiber in my body." Ron said.
Malfoy laughed a malicious laugh. He pointed his wand at Hermione, and before the spell was even completed, Ron stood in its path, and it automatically hit him.
Ron grunted from pain, but he held his ground. "Just a little scratch." He whispered. Hermione was about to get out of the bed, and stand by Ron, but Ron told her to stay in the bed. He stumbled back a bit, but managed to stand up right. Now he was standing next to Hermione, and beside her bedside table.
"Ron! Ron are you okay?"
Ron and Hermione looked at the bathroom door. Ginny was on the other side. "Ron! Please tell me you're okay?"
"He's fine." Malfoy snapped. "As he said, it was just a scratch."
"Did I bloody ask you?" Ginny said so…unlike her that it was uncanny…and creepy. She sounded demented.
Hermione shook her head. "Try to get the doors open, please."
Ron was finding it hard to breath, and he was getting dizzy. All he knew, was that if he fell, land on his back.
Ron looked around. Pettigrew was aiming his wand at him, and Ron was very vulnerable at the moment, having no blankets as a cushion. Then Ron noticed something on Hermione's bedside table. It was a paperweight that weighed close to two pounds. Without even thinking, he picked up the round object, and threw it four or five times harder than you throw a quaffle. It hit Peter in the side of the head, with a sickening crack. He crumbled to the floor almost immediately.
"What was that? Are you okay in there?" Snape asked. He was actually worried. His voice was coming from the door, where the adults were.
Hermione looked at Pettigrew. He was lying on the floor, and a large amount of blood was coming from the side of his head. Hermione turned her head to the other side of the bed, and retched.
Ron looked quickly at Hermione to see what was wrong. That was when Malfoy took his chance. He quickly gathered the needed strength and shouted something that sound horribly cruel, to anyone who was in hearing distance.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Ron watched, as the green jet of light came towards him. It seemed like it was going in slow motion. He was able to take the time to see Hermione looking up from where she retched, surprise written on her face. He could barely hear the screaming coming from the other side of the bathroom door. But, he could tell it was Harry and Ginny. The maniac banging and cursing on the other side of the door was easily heard by Ron, and he knew that the adults were trying to open the door. Ron guessed that Scabbers, his ex rat, used a rather complex spell on the doors. He was able to look at Malfoy, and see a cruel smug smile on his face, and then finally, his eyes settled on his stomach. He was surprised to see the 'little cut' bleeding, and the little bump that was not noticeable had blood on it, at least you could tell that much from his shirt, but he could also feel it.
Hermione stared in shock, as the spell got closer to Ron. It seemed to be going in slow motion. Hermione didn't know it, but she was screaming out Ron's name, although it was hardly loud enough to be heard through Harry's screams and Ginny's wails, through the cursing on the other side of the adult's door.
"RONNN!" Hermione screamed. She tried to move her body, to get off the bed, but she couldn't. It wouldn't allow her.
The door banged open, revealing all the adults at the door. Snape, Dumbledore, and Lupin. They watched as, unknown to them, everything sped up to its normal time. They stopped breathing, as they watched Ron fall to the floor.
The last thing Ron thought, was he hoped he landed on his back, and it wouldn't hurt the baby.
BB/N: Hi people! I skipped school today, on March 21, 2005! Anyway, I hope this cliffhanger wasn't too bad. I love it though.
I feel bad for everything that's going to happen. Especially when Dumbledore dies...Just kidding.
Thanks to the people who reviewed, and to the people who will review and or flame for the bloody cliffhanger that I enjoy ever so!