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I suddenly felt the sensation of a lack of air to my brain and fully expected to faint at any moment. I thought with this wedding I had just about seen everything, and I mean everything. But a simple piece of people turned everything upside down as I knew it. I quickly looked around to see Draco had once again slipped away before I could question him. Just as I felt the pull of unconciousness, I saw a pair of shoes in my line of vision. Now realizing I had been looking down this whole time, I looked up to see Shania. Her face had gone a few shades paler, and she then knew that I knew about this.

"How did you find this?" she said in a mixture of confusion and anger.

"I found this on the floor, I swear." I quickly defended. Shania's expression soon turned incredibly sad as she took the paper from my hands, folded it, and then put in her jeans pocket. She sighed.

"I have no clue how this got on the floor, I don't exactly go around announcing this." she explained. I nodded, and then asked.

"Does Draco know?"

"Yes, of course." she answered, and then seemed to crumble. She braced herself against the wall and slid down to the floor. I sat down next to her, curious to why she looked so sad.

"Shouldn't you be happy?" Shania looked at me with tears in her eyes, and smiled sadly.

"I am happy, I've always wanted a child. I love children, but I never expected to have a child this young." I was about to tell her about Ron's family, and how they had had children early, but Shania continued, "And I'm not sure who the father is." If I thought that piece of paper was shocking, scratch that. This was shocking. She just didn't seem like the type of girl who slept around, she didn't seem like a girl who would not know the father of her child. But that also meant...

"Is Draco a possibility?" I asked, while a feeling of dread crept into me.

"Yeah." she said, and I felt myself getting sick. That meant he actually slept with Shania. And he claimed to love me, this was getting more twisted by the minute. "There was another guy, I was drunk and stupid, and it was a one night stand. Purely that. But they were both so close at the time, I just really don't know." she confessed. I didn't know what to do really, I was holding in my feelings about Draco and here was Shania about to burst.

"How far along are you?" I asked her delicately. She sniffed and took a moment to think.

"I think about a month." she answered. "That's why Draco and I are getting married so fast, in our families a baby being born out of wedlock, even if the parents are engaged is shameful. We're hoping to pass it off as if I got pregnant on the honeymoon."

"Does the other guy know?" I asked her. "Because he does need to know."

"Yeah I know, I told him. He was so nice about it too. I think considering Draco's features are completely different from the other guy, it'll be easy to tell whose the father. He said he would like to be a part of the child's life if it ends up being his." she paused. "What do I do Hermione?" I was taken aback for a moment, she was asking me? Me, her wedding planner who had no children and was in love with the groom to be. I suddenly realized the meaning of Draco's words. He wasn't a coward who couldn't leave his finacee because she was in love with him. She was pregnant and to leave her alone was unthinkable in the ways of the purebloods. Everything seemed to click, his frustration and being torn. Suddenly the words I had said to him about being a coward, made me feel awful. Because now he wasn't a coward, he was stepping up to the plate in a way that most guys wouldn't.

"Well does Draco know that it might not be his?"

"No." she whispered. I felt my eyes get wide.

"Shania, you have to tell him." I said.

"Well if it turns out being his after all it'll only hurt the relationship more. I'm only going to tell him if it turns out it isn't his." she said and I nodded. I just couldn't think of anything to possibly top this. I was in a state of shock and possibly heartache, and then I looked at Shania. A girl who I once thought as being a girly happy go lucky person, I now saw as a strong person who was trying to make the best of a difficult and unplanned situation. We both stood up as Shania wiped the tears from her eyes. She tried to make her face look composed and normal.

"Your very strong." I said, not knowing what to say really now that all the important questions had been asked. "You asked me what I think you should do...well I think being strong is really the only thing you can do." I hugged her, and then set off to find Ginny.

I tried not to cry myself as I could hear the laughter of Harry, Ginny, and Ron in the kitchen. I tried to smile as I saw the three of them packing up the cooking supplies. They looked up at me when I entered, and Harry asked in a worried voice,

"What's wrong, Mione?" I shooked my head.

"Nothing, just got some flour in my eyes that refuse to go away." I lied. Ron seemed the accept the lie too, because well he's not the brightest person in the world to detect lies. When the supplies was put away, Harry and Ron left to check in to their hotel. As I saw them leave, Ginny hugged me.

"Why are you hugging me?" I asked.

"Because you need one." she answered. "You looked your world had shattered, what's up?" I took a good long moment to answer before I did.

"I think maybe because it did."

Ginny let out a long whistle when I had finished telling the story of the day's events.

"I certainly don't think any soap opera could come up with a plot like that." she commented as she took a sip of her coffee.

"I don't think so either." I agreed.

"And he left before you could talk to him about it?" she asked, and I nodded.

"You do realize your going to have to talk to him about it, I mean you can't just pretend nothing happened, Hermione."

"I know, but..I don't know! I'm so confused!" I admited. "This is one of the few situations were I have no answers." Ginny thought for a moment.

"Maybe it's because your suppose to go find them, instead of having to read them off. Maybe this is one you'll have to figure out for yourself."

Quickly walking along the sidewalk, I was making my way to Draco and Shania's. Because after talking to Ginny it dawned on me that it seemed all too perfect for me to just happen to find that piece of paper. Shania herself said she didn't tell many people about the baby, so why on earth would a piece of paper with that exact imformation be doing on a floor?

Unless someone had purposely put it there for me to find.

Which I was pretty sure what Draco Malfoy had done. And I need to have a long chat with him, a very long one in which he wouldn't be able to escape my questions. I knocked on their door, and Draco opened it. He looked taken aback for a moment as if he didn't expect to see me so late.

"Can I talk to you?" I paused. "And I mean really talk to you?" He nodded and directed me to sit on the porch swing. As I did what he directed he explained that Shania was inside sleeping.

"Look I know you planted that paper so I would find it." I told him straight out.

"I won't deny that." he said. "But you weren't going to find out any other way."

"You couldn't just tell me? You couldn't just tell me, look my finacee is pregnant so I can't be with you? It's really quite simple." I pointed out.

"I wish it was that simple but every bloody time I see you...all I can think about is how to get you to stay." he admitted.

"You were the one who begged me to come back to the wedding, I'm not going to just leave. I'm not running anywhere." I said. "What are we going to do?"

"Honestly? No clue." he confessed, and I took a moment.

"Well that's great." I said sarcastically. "We both have feelings for each other, dangerous feelings. Dangerous as in the kind your not suppose to have feelings, and we can't seem to stay away from each other. Your getting married for God's sake!"

"Is it okay for once in your life to just not know the answer to something?" he asked and I rolled my eyes at him.

"It's not okay for a situation like this. Do you realize how much we're screwed?" I asked him.

"You talk way too much, did you know that?" he asked me, changing the subject and I scoffed.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"This." and then Draco leaned over and kissed me. Suddenly all my nerves were turned to nothing and I didn't worry about the wedding. All that mattered was that he was kissing me.

When we both stopped for air, we rested our foreheads on each other.

"I think I can see where we have a problem." Draco said, his voice not steady.

"Yeah?" I whispered.

"Yeah."

Wow...I just noticed how long of an update it's been, and once again I aplogize. But I've been soaking up summer sun, and just haven't had time to post new chapters!

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