"Hermione," Madame Pomfrey began, "your pregnant!"

"I'm WHAT!" Hermione cried

"Do you know who the father is, because I need to know for the records?" Madame Pomfrey explained.

"Yes, I think so," Hermione answered.

"Well were going to have to set up housing for you to," she said.

"We already live together in our own house, if I know who the person is," Hermione said distantly to confused to even understand what was happening.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's do a paternity charm," Madam Pomfrey took out her wand and rested the tip of it on Hermione's stomach and said an incantation. "In a moment you will say the name of the father."

"Draco Malfoy," Hermione said.

"What? Wait a moment, your Head Girl aren't you?" Madame Pomfrey asked.

"Yes."

"But the who is the Head boy," Madame Pomfrey said to herself. "Could it be...it can't be...Draco?"

"Yes, I think."

"Then what are we waiting for, let's do a paternity charm," Madam Pomfrey took out her wand and rested the tip of it on Hermione's stomach and said an incantation. "In a moment you will say the name of the father."

"Draco Malfoy," Hermione said.

Madame Pomfrey gasped and fainted, Hermione snapped back into reality, and then Professor McGonagall walked in and rushed over to Madame Pomfrey's passed out figure. Professor McGonagall then picked up the piece of paper now lying on the floor and she frowned at Hermione.

"Two months, that's mean you conceived this baby in September, and it's not Harry or Ron, is it?" Professor McGonagall began, "It's not even a Gryffindor is it, it's Draco, am I correct?"

"Yes." Hermione whispered looking down at her feet on the end of the bed.

"Well were going to have to go talk to Dumbledore, follow me."

Professor McGonagall led Hermione down some corridor to stone gargoyle statue, she whispered lemon pie and the stone statue sprang into life, it sunk into the floor and left behind a doorway a flight of spiral stairs that led, probably to Professor Dumbledore's office. Hermione followed her ageing transfiguration professor up the stairs to a quiet circular office with an old man with a long white beard sitting at his desk.

"Professor McGonagall, Hermione, is there a problem?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"Well it's not exactly a problem Professor, it's just that there is something that you need to be notified about," Hermione said looking at her feet while wringing her hands, almost breaking her fingers.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and walked over to Hermione and ever so gently lifted her head until her bright brown eyes met Dumbledore's soft blue eyes gazing at her above his half-moon spectacles. "What is the matter, what do you need to tell me?"

"Well, I'm, well I'm... um... pregnant," she whispered.

"And the father of this unborn child is," he asked.

"Um, it's Draco," Hermione said inaudibly.

"Who? Now Hermione, I'm not angry with you, life is a beautiful thing, you can tell me."

"It was Draco Malfoy, sir," Hermione said confidently.

"Alright, congratulations, you better run off and tell Draco right away," Hermione nodded and left quickly.

"What," Professor McGonagall exclaimed once Hermione was out of earshot, "you mustn't be happy about his, they're so young, neither Hermione or Draco are ready for the responsibilities of parenthood!"

"Hermione is so mature for her age, I think they will be able to handle parenthood very well, I'm not so sure Lucius will take this well at all though. But I think that Draco will be thrilled, I just hope Lucius doesn't try to harm them at all. Good bye Professor, I will see you tomorrow." Dumbledore then left and so did Professor McGonagall, shocked but understanding.

Hermione was back in the common room trying to figure out how to tell Draco, she decided to go and look for him. She headed downstairs to then entrance hall, and once there she felt sickness once again come over her and ran outside to the nearest bush. She threw up again, but she was not alone, when she turned around Ginny Weasley was rushing over to her side.

"Oh Hermione, what's wrong, do you need to go see Madame Pomfrey," Ginny, being one of Hermione's best friends, said trying to help her.

"No, no I'm fine, I just saw Madame Pomfrey," Hermione replied.

"Well then what's the matter, lets go up to my dormitory and talk," Ginny grabbed Hermione's arm and started dragging her inside and upstairs before she even had time to reply.

Once they reached the portrait of the fat lady she asked Hermione if she was alright, because earlier when she saw her she ran off sick. Hermione explained to the fat lady that she was fine, then she and Ginny entered the common room.

"Hermione, it's great to see you... How are you," voices echoed throughout the common room from her friends, Hermione just waved so she and Ginny could get quickly to her dormitory without delay. Once in they sat down on Ginny's bed, Hermione was bombarded with questions.

"Okay I'll tell but you have to swear you won't tell ANYONE, especially Harry and Ron because I want to tell them myself," Hermione said.

"I swear Hermione, I won't tell ANYONE at all, sow what is it?" Ginny was dying of curiosity.

"Well, I'm pregnant," Hermione told Ginny getting right to the point.

"Oh my god, whose is it, girl or by, tell me everything," Ginny was now going insane with the amount of curiosity bubbling inside of her.

"Okay, I'm two months pregnant, I don't know anything else about it, except the father," Ginny looked as if she was going to kill Hermione if she didn't tell her who the father was that instant. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, it's Draco Malfoy. If you tell anyone I will kill you, I don't plan on telling everyone until they begin to notice."

Hermione then burst into tears, Ginny immediately started to comfort her and said, "it's okay Hermione, what's wrong?"

"What if I can't handle it, what if I'm a bad mother," Hermione wailed.

Ginny slapped her across the face and told her to snap out of it and that she could handle ANYTHING and that she would be an amazing mother just like she is a person. Hermione then left Gryffindor house in pursuit for Draco.