-Unexpected-
…He picked her up and she wrapped her bare legs around his exposed midriff and threw her arms around his neck and began to finger his rich hair. He kissed her, deep and hard and walked towards the nearest wall, stepping over beaded cushions as he went…
…Hermione felt her body touch a wall, it was cool on her exposed back and sent tingles down her spine. She held onto him tighter as he let go of her and began to undo the knot of her nightgown that was behind her neck…
… she moaned low and deep as he slowly let the silky material slid down her hardened nipples. He smiled and grabbed her butt hard as he slid her body higher against the wall, and then lowered his head a touch so he could enjoy her bare bosom…
…her breasts were tender and swollen, and as he flicked her nipples with the tip of his tongue the sensation was doubled because of the sensitivity of them…
…she felt the heat rise in her cheeks, and she suppressed a whimper of pleasure. She wanted to moan loudly and enjoy it, but she didn't want to be caught.
He raised his head and she stared into his green eyes, green eyes that looked so familiar, as he said, "Don't be shy, don't be scared… I love it when you moan. It turns me on," he explained and then quickly returned to her right breast.
Hermione was worried, she didn't want to be caught by Professor Trelawney; having sex in the divination class room was not an acceptable after class activity, but he suddenly spoke, "Don't worry about it. She won't come; I've made sure of it…"
Hermione took his word and let out another, unsuppressed, whimper of sheer pleasure. And true to his word, he seemed immediately turned on as he raised his head from her chest, and removed his left hand from under her butt and began to undo his belt…
…a moment later, he slowly lowered her body against the wall and moved in closer. She spread her legs a touch wider, her privates emitting such heat between her legs and a wetness she had never felt before…
…and then he entered her, deep and thick, as he reached for the very back…
…he quickly filled her up but he was enormous, too much of a good thing…
…he grabbed her butt tight as he began to thrust hard and fast, she cried out and pressed her hands on the hard wall behind her. She let her hands rub the wall, up and down as he rocked her body…
…he was getting faster and harder every second, more determined with every thrust, and it was starting to hurt…
…he was big… he was hard… he was more than she could handle…
Hermione stirred in her bed, she was still partially dreaming, but her stomach was beginning to toss and turn severely.
She was heating up; beads of sweat were falling from her forehead.
And then, with a sudden jerk, she woke up and shot up in her bed. She took a harsh gasp of air, leaned over the side of her bed, and puked.
She held herself on the end of the bed; her arms were about to give up on her, she was so weak. She stayed leaning over the side of her bed, mouth partially open, trying to clam her stomach down and stop her head from pounding…
And then she puked again.
This time Lavender Brown woke up by the sound, and when she realized what was happening, she quickly rushed over to Hermione.
Lavender crawled onto Hermione's bed, and pulled back her hair. She gasped when her hand brushed against Hermione's face, "Hermione, you're so hot! What's wrong!"
Hermione pulled herself slowly back onto the bed.
She sat upright for a few moments until she felt it -
Hard, stabbing pains. Pain in her body like daggers, deep and twisting, getting worse by the second.
She bent over and clutched her stomach as she whispered to Lavender, "Get Madam Pomfrey…"
Lavender looked scared, but rushed off and out of the dormitory right away.
Hermione sat on her bed for what seemed a life time.
The pain was getting worse and she was resisting the urge to howl in agony; she didn't want to wake up the rest of her dorm mates.
Thinking about leaving the dorm as quickly as possible, she removed her right arm from around her waist, and slowly removed the blankets that were still on top of her legs.
She almost screamed at the sight.
Blood, on her sheets, on her legs, coming from…
Madam Pomfrey suddenly burst into the room, followed by Professor McGonagall and a petrified Lavender. Hermione gawked at them, speechless and scared.
With a swish of McGonagall's wand, a stretcher appeared out of thin air and Madam Pomfrey and Lavender rushed forward and helped Hermione lay on it.
Hermione closed her eyes, her body still hurt and the pain seemed to echo in her ears.
As her body floated out of the common room and towards the hospital wing, Hermione heard the voices of Madam Pomfrey and McGonagall, but they sounded very distant, worried but very far away…
Hermione kept her eyes closed the whole way, the pain made it impossible for her to see properly anyways.
It was only until she felt the stretcher come to a halt did she open her eyes to see that she was in the hospital wing, very close to one of the beds.
The two woman helped Hermione onto the bed and then they leaned in close to the girl, both of them with worried expressions, McGonagall was the first to speak,
"Hermione dear, I know you're in a lot of pain, but you're going to have to help us here."
Hermione nodded as she clutched onto her stomach and slowly rocked back and forth, suppressing screams of horrible anguish.
McGonagall looked over at Madam Pomfrey, "Can't you give her something for the pain, Poppy?"
Poppy grimaced, "We have to know for sure if it is what we think it is…"
McGonagall nodded and looked back down on Hermione, "Hermione, dear, have you had any, unprotected sexual intercourse?"
Hermione's ears perked up, her body froze and her heart stopped rushing, it almost stopped all together.
"Why?" she asked worriedly.
The two women looked at each other, and then Madam Pomfrey rushed off.
Hermione turned to McGonagall, "What's wrong? Why am I hurting so much? Why is their blood Professor?" she whispered.
McGonagall frowned, "Because my dear, you're having a miscarriage."
Hermione's heart did stop this time, as well as the pain. The pain in her belly was still there, but she was so terrified that she could no longer feel it, she went completely numb.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Madam Pomfrey came suddenly into view with a needle. McGonagall nodded at Poppy, and then turned back to Hermione.
"Don't worry dear, everything will be alright…" said Poppy as she pierced Hermione's right arm with the needle.
Hermione sat there, with a glazed expression, not a thought running through her head. She felt someone slowly push her back onto the bed,
And then her ears failed to hear, her eyes failed to see, and her body gently slipped into an unconscious state…