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 Thirty: A Few Hours in the Life of Harry Potter

Harry woke up and saw that Hermione and Ron were gone. He sighed and looked at the clock. Again he sighed and reached for his glasses. When he could see properly, he saw that it was 9:43. It was too late for him to convince Ginny to skip her classes.

Harry's stomach growled, and Harry patted it. "There, there Ben. I'll feed you sometime today." He sat up and stretched. He looked around the room, and then he jumped as he looked at the end of his bed.

Michelle was standing, staring at Harry. After a moment of silence, and after Harry caught his breath, Michelle asked, "Who's Ben?"

"The baby." Harry said.

"It's a boy?"

"I'm assuming it is." Harry said. "What are you doing in here?"

"Waiting for you to get up." She said. She walked around the bed, and jumped onto it. She settled herself, and looked at Harry. "Mum said that I could show you around the garden, if it's okay with you."

Harry looked at her skeptically. "The garden? Michelle, there's snow on the ground."

"No." Michelle said, shaking her head for emphasis. "It's downstairs!"

Harry looked at her still, one eyebrow raised. He was about to ask her something, when Madame Promfrey came bustling out of her office. "Finally, you're awake Potter." She had a goblet in her hand. "She's been waiting for you, for about two hours." She walked over to him, handing him the goblet. "Drink this and you'll be done. You can leave when you're finished." Madame Promfrey said, while testing his temperature.

Harry nodded his head, and drank the potion in the goblet. He swallowed it, and then threw his legs over the side of the bed. He grabbed his wand and slipped on a pair of slippers. "Have you eaten breakfast?" Harry asked.

"Yeah." Michelle said. She smiled at Harry. "I ate this morning."

Harry said bye to Madame Promfrey, and then he and Michelle began walking down the corridor together. Michelle had her hand in Harry's and was swinging it back and forth.

"Your hair is sticking up all over the place." She said, giggling quietly. "You look like you haven't brushed it in a while. Worser than normal."

"Really?" Harry asked, running his hand through his hair.

"Yep." She said.

"Well, I'm going to have to take a shower and change my clothes." Harry said. "So you're going to have to wait for a few minutes while I change."

"I can wait." Michelle said. "Where're Hermione and Ron?" She asked.

"They had stuff to do with Professor Dumbledore today." Harry said. "They should be back later."

"Oh." Michelle said.

They walked in silence to the Gryffindor Common Room. Michelle hadn't been up there in a long time, and when she had been up there, she went in a rush. Harry couldn't rush, so they were taking their time. Harry said the password to the portrait, and it swung open. He and Michelle made their way into the Common Room.

Some third and fourth years were in the Common Room, because they either had their class already, or didn't have any. Harry made Michelle wait for him in the Common Room, and then he made his way to his dormitory.

Ten minutes later, Harry came down the dormitory stairs, and Michelle was sitting in one of the armchairs crying. Harry rushed over to her, surprised. "Michelle, what's wrong?"

"That big kid over there called me a couple names." Michelle said, sniffling. She pointed to a fourth year, who Harry didn't know very well. He was a big kid, as in tall and kind of chubby.

Harry walked over to him. Even if the kid was tall, Harry was still towering over him. "What'd you make fun of a little girl for?" Harry asked, his eyes blazing.

"She's Snape's daughter. Why do you care?" The kid said. His voice was kind of quivering. All the kids around him slowly moved away from him.

"But she's still a little girl." Harry said angrily. "Come on, you're telling me that you're making fun of her, just because of her father." When the kid didn't make a move to say anything, Harry continued. "You disgust me. She's only two and a half years old! She doesn't deserve that kind of talk." Harry walked away from the fourth year, and went to Michelle. "Come on, let's go elsewhere."

He grabbed her hand, and they left the Gryffindor Common Room, the silence bellowing out.

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"Where are we going again?" Harry asked, finishing his egg sandwich.

"To the garden. It's down here, you'll see." Michelle said. She was holding Harry's hand, pulling forward.

After two more minutes of walking, Michelle stopped in front of a door. It was unmarked and foreboding looking. "Is this it?" He asked.

"A huh." Michelle said. She opened the door, and for a brief moment Harry was blinded by sunlight.

"Come on!" Michelle said. She pulled Harry into the room.

Harry was surprised at what he saw. From wall to wall it was either grass or flowers. Somehow Emily managed to get sunlight to shine from above, and the cement floor was gone, revealing dirt. Against his will, Harry thought it looked very…pretty.

"My mum did everything here." Michelle said. She let go of Harry's hand to scoop up flowers. "It took a couple days, but she did it."

Harry nodded his head. But after that, he shook it. He didn't know how she did it, but there was a willow tree in the middle of the room. This was a really large room.

Michelle handed Harry the flowers. "Do you like flowers?" She asked.

"Yeah." Harry said. He followed Michelle as she picked flowers and handed them to him. When she was done with her fill, she went to a small cupboard in the corner of the room. Harry hadn't noticed it before.

"Want to plant some flowers?" She asked.

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At noon, when Harry's back was smarting, Michelle called it quits. She wanted to eat lunch as well.

She and Harry left the room; Michelle was carrying all the flowers.

Harry looked at his hands. He never thought of himself to have a green thumb. His hands were covered in dirt, underneath his fingernails and everything. Dirt was smudged against his nose and shirt, and he knew he had dirt in his hair, because Michelle decided to dump dirt on him.

"I'm not hungry anymore." Michelle said suddenly. She stopped in the middle of the corridor.

Harry looked around. He hadn't been this deep in the dungeons before, and he was afraid he was lost. "What do you want to do?" he asked, looking down at Michelle.

"Find my mum." She said. She turned around and walked passed Harry, and back down the corridor. Harry followed her, not having much else to do.

Michelle had easily found her way to her mums' classroom. Instead of barging in like she normally did, she waited until classes were over, which wasn't long.

When the doors opened to the classroom, Harry was still with Michelle. He didn't want anything to happen to her, and he found that she was his responsibility when they 'played together'.

Harry saw Ginny leave the classroom, and she saw him too, because she stayed behind until Michelle was in the room.

"What did you do today?" Ginny asked, eyeing her boyfriend. She had a smile on her face.

"A lot of planting flowers." Harry said, running a hand through his hair.

"There's snow outside, on the ground." Ginny said. "Where'd you find a dry enough spot for planting?"

"In the dungeons." Harry said. He then explained what Emily had done to an empty classroom. Ginny looked mildly surprised.

"I'd never thought anyone would do that. I guess Emily was bored or something." She shrugged her shoulders. "Are you going to lunch?" She asked.

"Of course." Harry said, as if Ginny were insane.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "So you're officially out of the Hospital Wing?" Ginny asked. Harry nodded his head. "Good." Ginny said. She then kissed him.

After a minute…or two, Ginny broke away, giggling. "You have dirt on your nose…and grass in your hair."

"I know. I feel so dirty, and I took a shower just a little bit ago." Harry said, smiling slightly.

"Come one then. I'll wait for you while you take a shower." Ginny said.

And thus, Harry went to take a shower, and Ginny waited for him in the Gryffindor Common Room. Too bad it was only a little passed noon.

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Harry was laying on the couch in the Gryffindor Common Room, and Ginny was sitting on the floor. They were talking about nothing in particular, just talking. Dinner was over, and the majority of the 5th and 7th years were working on their homework, except Harry because he hadn't gone to his classes that day.

"What are you doing for Valentine's Day?" Ginny asked.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" Harry asked. "I'm up to anything except swimming and dancing."

Ginny mock frowned at him. "That's exactly what I wanted to do! I wanted to go swimming in the lake, and then dancing afterwards!" Ginny smiled at him, and he smiled in return. "No, honestly, I just wanted to hang out for the day…in Hogsmeade. Maybe go to a few shops and have lunch or something together."

"That's fine." Harry said. And then the smile on his face grew bigger. "Are you going to be up to some mischief on Valentine's Day?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.

"How about try to get two certain people together?" Harry asked. In two seconds flat, Ginny's expression was matching Harry's. "We can play Cupid!"

"That would be so fun!" Ginny said. "If we can get Ron and Hermione together, then we would have accomplished almost everything in our lives."

"Raise your hand," Harry began, "And repeat after me-"

"After me." Ginny said, laughing at Harry.

"I swear upon every bone in my body, that I will help get Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger together." Harry stated, putting his right hand up.

Ginny raised her right hand. "I swear upon every bone in my body, that I will help get Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger together."

"Ronald Weasley." Harry corrected.

"Ronald Weasley." Ginny said.

"Good." Harry said. "Now what?"

Ginny shrugged her shoulders. Then the portrait swung open, and Ron and Hermione walked in. Harry sat up on his elbows and looked at them. "Has it been a long day?"

Both Ron and Hermione sat in armchairs close to Harry. "A very long and emotional day." Hermione said. "I'm tired."

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"First, we had the trial, and then they took us," Ron said, indicating he and Hermione. "To separate rooms and then used a pensive, and had us take out the memory and put it in there."

"And if that wasn't good enough, they made us drink some really strong truth serum, and they asked us a load of questions!" Hermione said, irritated.

"Then they did the same to Krum. It took hours." Ron said. "They wouldn't even let me and Hermione get anything to eat or drink until Lunch. And even then the food was disgusting and unappetizing."

"It looked like potatoes and bile and-" Hermione started, but was interrupted by Harry.

"Quit with the description of the food." Harry said, his food screwed up in disgust. "What else happened?"

"So then after Lunch, they have another trial, and it takes even longer. I don't even know why they needed two trials!" Ron said.

"Because Krum had 'evidence' against me, saying I caused him emotional pain."

"That's bullocks." Harry said. "He asked you, you said no, so he chokes you." Harry shook his head.

"Of course, the people had to consider this 'evidence'. And then Dumbledore had them see my neck. Finally, after an hour of deliberation, they presumed Krum was in the wrong-"

"Which he was!" Ron interjected.

Hermione continued. "So he's in a prison…In Bulgaria. It was the Bulgarian Corrections Institute for Alleged Violence For Witches and Wizards."

"Big title for a prison." Harry said.

"How long is he going to be in?" Ginny asked.

"Err…Ten years and probation." Hermione said.

Ginny flinched. "Probation is the right thing for him, no matter how harsh it's going to be."

"Probation?" Harry asked. "All you have to do is be good for your length of probation."

"This is wizards probation." Ron said. "It's for life, and you get relocated to a nearly deserted area, and you aren't allowed to talk to the person you committed the crime against, plus all the regular stuff of Muggle probation." Ron paused a moment. "Besides, he deserves it, the git."

"You're right, you know." Harry said. "What was he charged with?"

"Attempt of murder of a woman and her fetus." Hermione said. "Pretty big stuff, and I hope he learns from this."

"Never, ever, in a Million years lay your hands on Hermione Jane Granger, and or another woman." Ron concluded. "Because if he touches Hermione one more time…"

"We'll kill him." Harry finished.

"You're getting protective." Ginny said. "And it's cute. Hermione, you will always have Ron and Harry at your back."

"Humph!" Harry scoffed. He wrapped his arms around Ginny, pulling her towards him. "We'll have your back too. We won't just leave you."

"Exactly. Ginny, you're like a sister to me, and I never ever want to hear you say something like that again! Me and Harry will always have your back." Ron said.

Then, the four of them began laughing, because what Ron said was true, and yet, silly at the same time.

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BB/N: I actually ended this chapter when Harry went to take his second shower, but I decided to add this, when I was typing chapter 31, because in chapter 31 I forgot to mention the trial and stuff…. so I added it here!

I hope people liked this chapter, and thanks for the reviews. I really like them…