The next morning the three of them woke up in the common room. Thank goodness no one had seen them, they might have been in huge trouble. Nobody was to spend the night out of bed. They stood up, almost immediately Hermione felt sick and threw-up in a trash can.
"Oh no." she whispered.
"Hopefully that's just the aftershock." Harry said, trying to come up with a good excuse, to his surprise Ron backed him up.
"Yeah, you've been through a lot in the last six hours."
Hermione sat down for a minute. She sighed.
"I'd better go to the hospital wing, instead of first period today."
Harry and Ron agreed.
Harry and Ron had eaten a quiet breakfast. They tried not to talk about Hermione or Malfoy. Both tried really hard not to think about them and they weren't doing a very good job either.
They didn't see Hermione again until after lunch. She didn't look much better than she had last night. She sat down with them but didn't eat.
"Come on, Hermione, eat something." Ron pleaded
She shook her head then buried her face in her hands. Harry and Ron looked at each other. What were they suppose to do?
"I think I'm going back to my dorm room. I need to talk to you two later." Hermione said, her voice weary. She got up and walked away.
"Maybe she'll sleep it off." Ron said.
Harry frowned ,
"I don't think that will work."
Hermione had gone back to her room. She'd tried to get some rest but there was too much on her mind. So she had moved to the common room with her notes. She had decided to study, considering she had two tests tomorrow. Her mind kept drifting back to last night, replaying the events. All she could see was Malfoy's face as he pinned her against the wall.
"NO!" She shouted "NO! She shouted again. Her books fell to the floor and her arms flailed trying to ward off her attacker.
"Hermione!"
Hermione's eyes snapped open and she sat still.
"Harry! Ron!" She gasped, regaining her composure as she saw the worry on the boys' faces. She was breathing quickly and sweat plastered her bangs to her forehead.
"I was jus--" she stopped, they understood.
They gave her a minute to calm down then Ron asked.
"What did you want to talk about, Hermione?"
There was a long pause before Hermione swallowed hard and confessed.
"Well… I-- I'm pregnant."
"PREGNANT!"
AUTHOR'S NOTE I do know that it takes time to find out that you're pregnant but I wasn't thinking about that when I first wrote this and I figured that since they are magical that maybe Madam Pomfrey might be able to know that early. Just ignore this technicality so that everything works out.