I know I have some problems with tenses, try and bare with me, I try to make it as coherent as possible This chapter was going to be longer however im falling asleep and I figured people would rather have half a chapter then none at all!

Chapter Three

The august heat beat down, as Hermione walked slowly down the sidewalk. It had been easy to deny her pregnancy until this morning. This morning when she had gone to her very first prenatal exam and had heard something truly miraculous.

Phoning up the woman's hospital in secret and making an appointment had been nerve racking. She had dialed the number once, then quickly slammed down the phone, tears threatening to spill over. She took a few calming breaths, then dialed again, her fingers shaking.

"Woman's Hospital, would you like to make or change an appointment?"

Hermione shuddered, she couldn't believe she was making this phone call.

"Hello? Woman's Hospital, would you like to make or change an appointment?"

"Uhm.. hello. I.. I don't know what I want to do. I just.. Im pregnant, I don't know what Im supposed to do."

There was a pause on the other line, and Hermione started thinking this was all a mistake. She shouldn't have phoned. An illogical voice in her head was telling her that if she ignored the fact that she was pregnant, that it would go away.

"Im sorry. I just don't know what to do."

"Well dear, the first step would be to come in to have an appointment. How far along are you?"

"Uhm.. I don't know."

"Okay well then what is your name?"

"I … I don't want anyone to know."

The woman chuckled, and Hermione thought that was horribly unfair of her. She didn't want anyone to know. Not her friends, most definitely not her parents.

"Well dear they are going to find out eventually, you are going to get bigger. But they wont find out from us, its breaking the law to tell anyone anything about your medical history or anything you tell us, unless you give your doctor permission too."

Hermione didn't know that, and was rather relieved. She didn't think the same law applied in the magical world, people were always in and out of the hospital wing, and somehow everyone always found out what was going on with Harry.

"Well then..uhm Im Hermione Granger."

"Well Hermione Granger, we will see you tomorrow at 9am."

"oh.. so soon?"

"Yes, your lucky someone cancled. Its best for you to be seen right aways. There are vitamins to take and things you need to know. I will book you down for an ultrasound, they will be able to tell you how far along you are. And dear? Don't worry, it will all turn out okay."

Hermione's head was spinning, this was all happening so fast. She wrote down the time of the appointment, thanked the kind receptionist, and hung up the phone.

After a night of tossing and turning, Hermione gave up sleeping at seven am and decided she might as well get ready for her appointment. The nausea that had accompanied her for the past month or so was slowly subsiding and her appetite had increased ten fold. She dressed nicely, maybe if they thought she was older then they wouldn't treat her how she felt. Like trash. Disgusting pregnant teenage trash. She brushed her hair with studied concentration, pulling it back into a neat bun and donned a baggy shirt, hiding her stomach. She hadn't begun to show yet, but she was sure the world could tell just by looking at her. Her stomach began to grumble so she headed downstairs, ready to eat just about anything in the kitchen.

Fifteen minutes later she was out the door, walking towards the woman's hospital. She had been so hungry, but the minute she tried to eat the nausea came back and she hadn't been able to force down more then a couple of bites. Her mom asked her where she was going and was satisfied with a simple shout of "Library".

She had checked into the hospital with little fuss, and sat nervously until a nurse called her into the bathroom. There she was weighed, and then told to urinate in a cup. When she explained that she already knew she was pregnant, the nurse chuckled.

"You will be doing this every time you come in" the nurse explained. " You will dip this stick into your pee and then match the colors to this," she held up a bottle with color charts, "bottle and mark down weather you are negative or not for protein and glucose. Just mark it down on this chart of yours…and after your ultrasound today you will be able to write down beside your results how far along you are."

"Oh."

Hermione started thinking this pregnancy thing would be more complicated then she previously thought. Apparently there was more to it then getting fat and sick and having a horrible child birth.