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 Sixteen: A Muggle Physical

Ron didn't think Hermione was serious when she said he would have a lot of visitors in the morning. Basically, the whole Gryffindor Tower came, and some Professor's. They stayed for a few hours, but then Madame Pomfrey made them leave, saying Ron needed his rest. But for some reason, she kept Harry and Hermione while everyone left.

When everyone was gone, Madame Pomfrey turned to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Since I have the three of you in here at the same time, we must discuss this pregnancy." She said sternly. Harry and Hermione sat down on a vacant bed, and Ron sat up.

"Today you're getting a check up. Am I correct to assume that you've started your second trimester?" She asked. She had a piece of parchment and quill in her hand.

"Yeah. Wasn't it August 24th?" Harry asked.

"No, the 26th." Hermione said.

"Really? It's our third month already?" Ron asked.

Harry and Hermione nodded their heads.

"Am I also correct to assume that you have reached your full weight capacity?" She asked.

"Yeah." Ron and Harry chorused.

"I think I can get a little bit bigger." Hermione said. "But I'm pretty close."

"But wait!" Ron said. "I've seen pregnant people before…and they were never this large during their third month."

"This is a magical induced pregnancy. Everything is sped up. When you have magically induced pregnancies, your body gives up a lot."

"So there's an actual baby inside me?" Harry asked.

"Yes Mr. Potter." Madame Promfrey said, sighing. "Right now, you look like you're in your fifth or sixth month. Somewhere along those lines."

"So when the baby is fully developed, it'll just sit here?" Hermione asked. "Isn't that dangerous?"

"The baby will not fully develop like that. Everything will slow down when you reach your sixth month. Then you'll actually act like you're in your sixth month." Madame Pomfrey said.

"This is just so confusing. Are you saying that since we're magically induced, right now I'm actually in my sixth month, not my third?" Ron asked.

"No." Hermione said. She turned towards Ron. "The baby isn't at it's sixth month, but our body's are."

"Not exactly, but close enough." Madame Pomfrey said. She glanced at her clipboard again. " How much were you informed about magic induced pregnancies?"

"Professor's Snape told us just about everything." Ron said.

Madame Pomfrey was writing down all this information. "All right, I think I'm going to check Granger first. Will you please step into my office?"

Hermione got off the bed, and she followed Madame Pomfrey into the office. Ron quickly turned to Harry. "What is she going to do?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I've never had a physical when I was pregnant. But it'll probably be like a normal physical."

"What is a physical?" Ron asked. "I've never had them before. Wizards don't have physicals." Ron was beginning to get nervous. "Do they hurt? Am I going to have hands in places I don't want them? Harry? Harry? You should know what they are. You were a Muggle once…" He shuddered.

"I was? I thought I was only half." Harry said.

"Don't get moody with me Harry." Ron snapped.

"I'M NOT GETTING MOODY WITH YOU RON!" Harry shouted.

"YES YOU ARE!"

"I AM BLOODY NOT!" Harry roared. His face was turning a red color, so was Ron's.

"Boys! Stop it!"

"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT MRS. WEASLEY!" Harry shouted.

"DON'T TALK TO MY MUM LIKE THAT!" Ron was livid. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

Hermione was standing in the doorway of Madame Pomfrey's office. She was startled to see such a thing going on between Harry and Ron. And then Harry snapped at Mrs. Weasley.

Harry stopped. And then, all of a sudden, tears just came down his face. "I'm sorry Ron! I was under pressure with those questions and then…Oh Mum! I miss you! And Mrs. Weasley! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snap. And the pressure." Harry…was bawling.

Ron started to cry. "I didn't mean to put you under pressure! Oh! I'm sure you miss your mum! Sometimes I miss mine! Oh…Mum!"

Then Ron and Harry got off there beds and waddled over to Mrs. Weasley, hugging her tightly. Mrs. Weasley was bewildered, but she hugged them back. "There, there boys. It's going to be all right."

"I don't know them." Hermione muttered quietly, getting onto the bed she was on previously. She watched as Ron and Harry cried. She was shaking her head. What in the world were their hormones doing at that exact moment?

After a couple minutes, Ron and Harry stopped. Mrs. Weasley smiled at both of them. Then Madame Pomfrey called Ron into the examination/office room.

"What is wrong with you?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing." Harry said, sniffling.

About ten minutes passed, and Ron hadn't returned. Harry was afraid that Madame Pomfrey was going to make him do something, when Ron returned. He was an ashen color, but his ears were scarlet. "She touched me in places no one should touch you at…and her hands were cold." He shuddered. "Very cold." He sat down on his hospital bed.

"Potter! Get in here!" Madame Pomfrey said.

Harry gave a fearful look to Ron, and then he disappeared behind the examination/office room.

"It wasn't that bad was it Ron?" Hermione asked incredulously.

Ron lay down, pulling the blanket to his chin. "It was worse than bad."

Madame Pomfrey came out with her clipboard. "Everything is up to date. You'll need to come back to me in a couple weeks to get checked. Weasley, you need to take your potions and get some rest." She went to her office, and then came back with two potions. "One for the baby, one for that cut on your chest, and the other to make you sleep." She said. "But don't drink it, if you don't need it." She added warningly.

Harry came out of her office and sat down on his bed.

Ron nodded his head. She set the potions on the small table by his bed. She knew Mrs. Weasley would make Ron take it, so she didn't watch him. Ron sat up and drank two of the three potions. He left the sleeping one untouched.

Mrs. Weasley was talking to Madame Pomfrey about the potions. She didn't understand why the baby needed a potion. Madame Pomfrey explained that the baby got dehydrated while Ron was unconscious, so Ron needed to take that potion until the baby wasn't as thirsty anymore.

"Have you seen Michelle yet?" Hermione asked.

"No." Ron said. "I doubt Snape would let her come."

Hermione nodded her head. "I don't think she understood everything that happened. She thought you were sleeping."

"I can go get her if you want." Harry said. Ron shook his head.

"I'm tired."

"What's today's date?" Harry asked. He looked from Ron to Hermione.

"Err… December 3rd. Why?" Hermione asked.

"I just want to have an exact amount that we've been pregnant." He said.

"Oh." Ron and Hermione said.

"So…Christmas is coming up." Ron said around a yawn. He snuggled deeper into his blankets.

"What do you want for Christmas?" Hermione asked.

"I want a chess set." Harry said.

"I want a photo album." Ron said around a yawn. "So we can take pictures of the baby and of ourselves when we are pregnant." He yawned again. "Maybe even a scrapbook." He said, before drifting off to sleep.

Mrs. Weasley smiled at Ron. "All right you two, leave him be. I'm sure you can spread the word that he is as healthy as a hippogriff." She smiled at Harry and Hermione, and then watched as they left.

Hermione yawned. "I'm tired. I'm going to go take a nap." She said.

"Okay. I'm going to see Ginny." Harry said.

Harry walked Hermione to the portrait, and when he was about to leave she shouted after him, "Have fun snogging!" He gave her a smirk, and then he made his way to the library. Ginny said she was going to be there all day.

Hermione waddled to her dormitory. She stopped for a moment to talk to Neville, and then she went to her bedroom. She went straight to her bed, and picked up a piece of parchment. It was the letter she wrote to Krum the night before.

She folded the parchment up, and then she made her way down the steps and into the Common Room. She was walking to the portrait, when Seamus stopped her. "Where are you going Hermione?" He asked.

"Err…to mail a letter." Hermione said.

"Need company?" Dean asked. He was sitting across from Seamus, drawing a picture of a muggle paper clip. He was bored.

"Err…Sure I guess." Hermione replied.

Seamus and Dean launched from there seats, and were alongside Hermione in an instant. "So how is Ron?"

"He's fine. Didn't you see him this morning?" Hermione asked.

"Oy! I forgot we did." Dean said.

They walked through the portrait and made there way to the owlry. Hermione was waddling slowly, and Dean and Seamus stayed next to her.

They mailed the letter, and then they made their way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione went to her bedroom and lay down, while Seamus and Dean sat down in the Gryffindor Common Room.

Ginny had informed the seventh years in Gryffindor, Colin, and Luna that under no excuses should Harry, Ron, or Hermione be alone in the corridor, unless they were with each other. Ginny got this information from her parents. They wanted to make sure nothing could go wrong with these babies or their parents.

BB/N: I officially fixed a gigantic mistake that was in this chapter. Hence the extra page…I apologize for screwing up, and I just read a review, so yeah…I kind of changed stuff around, so it kind of goes with the review…Thanks to: charmedsisters!