"Miss Granger, we must advise your parents of this news," Madame Pomphrey reminded her for the fifth time. With a roll of her eyes Hermione replied.
"My parents died in the war Madame, everyone knows that"
"Who is your magical guardian, I know you have one"
"Fine, you can contact McGonagall. But it's not as if she can do anything" the nurse walked away in a huff and Hermione rolled over in her hospital bed. How did she end up here? The best student in the school... pregnant.
Well of course she knew how it happened, that magical night, but he told her nothing would ever happen again. Here she was two months pregnant, and he hadn't even looked at her since.
"Don't you worry little one, mumma will take care of everything" hermione whispered to her stomach, running her fingers over the firm bump. She could here McGonagalls quick steps headed towards the infirmary.
"Hermione what is it now, you know I had that important meeting with the board today"
"Madame is making me tell you, not as if it matters. I'm pregnant"
"I know we spoke about someone important... is it his?"
"Yes, and he will never know. He doesn't want me and in turn he won't want our child" McGonagall huffed at her stubborn attitude.
"I will help keep the secret, but he must know eventually. You cannot keep his child from him" McGonagall turned and walked back to her meeting. She could hear the bells signaling class was over, meaning Harry and Ron would be here in 3...2...1.
"Hermione what's wrong? I can't believe they pulled you out of class like that" they crowded her bed looking for any obvious injuries.
"Long story short, you two will be uncles in seven months" the shock on their faces was clear, they hadn't known she was seeing anyone.
"Oi, so you wouldn't put out with me last year but now your up the duff?" Of course Ron was upset, he still had feelings for her.
"Was it consensual?" Trust harry to be the sensible one.
"Yes, and we are not on speaking terms now. I'm not telling him about the baby." The boys still in shock nodded.
"Can one of you ask Madame when I can leave? I'm sure there's a list of things to avoid" Harry nodded and walked into the office, Ron stood there looking at her stomach.
"I thought we would have kids together Moine..." delusional Ron still trying to make it seem like they were meant to be.
"Do you think i planned on getting pregnant Ron? I'm 17, my future was wide open and now it's stopped because of this baby. I want the father to know so badly, but he doesn't want me. Why would he want our baby?" Already emotional, Hermione stormed out of the hospital wing just as Harry came out with her list of things to avoid. She snatched the paper and kept walking, needing space and air.
Sitting next to the lake she read over the list of items and spells to avoid... which basically cuts everything out of her daily activities. Potions was safe up until her 6th month, as long as she used a bubble head charm. That'll be fun explaining to Snape. No charms or transfiguration on herself, but Madame did recommend a store in Diagon Alley that sells maternity robes.
Could she hide this pregnancy? Or just embrace the fact that she's carrying her professors child? Hermione knew what this meant, it was time to go to the library
With muggle parents Hermione knew everything about a muggle pregnancy, but a magical one she had no idea. Hogwarts didn't really have a sex-ed class like most schools. In the restricted section she found a few books about magical pregnancies and caring for a magical child.
After the sixth month of the pregnancy the father must be near for the fetuses power to fully form, damn. So she would have to tell Severus eventually. Or would her daily potions class count? Perhaps she could switch to a private lesson without the brewing part.
The dining hall was already full by the time Hermoine walked in, Harry and Rom immediately waving her down. As she sat down she glanced at the head table, McGonagall was glaring at her and Snape. But Severus, he was just staring at all of the students. Still oblivious of her current predicament.
"Are you better now Mione? Library time should have calmed you," She nodded taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"I also found out many things about magical pregnancies that I did not know, either he has to know by six months or the baby will have no magic." Four months, she had four months to figure out how to explain to Severus.
"Won't you tell us who the father is Mione?" Ron asked with his mouth full, disgusting.
"When he knows I will tell you, and since I have no plans of telling him..." She nibbled at a roll, her stomach already upset from earlier.
"So you would rather your baby be a squib than tell the father?" Tears already leaking from her eyes she stormed off again, this time her pockets were full of dinner rolls.
Since dinner was still in session she waited outside the headmistresses office, clutching her stomach and picking at the bread.
With one look McGonagall rushed her inside the office and sent for a tea service. Already breaking down the only thing Hermoine could say is, "I.. went to the library."
"Oh dear girl, we will figure this out. Did I mention how happy I was to be a grandmother?" She pulled Hermoine into her arms and let her cry.
"I'll need new robes... what am I going to do in seven months? Can I even graduate?" McGonagall shushed her, rocking her slightly in her arms.
"I need to tell him, I don't want by baby to be a squib!" At her outburst the door burst open revealing Severus.
"How I hate to break up such a touching moment, there is a fight in the divination room." His eyes glanced over Hermonine, checking to see if she was injured in some way. McGonagall snapped to attention gently pushing Hermoine to a sitting position.
"I need to attend to this, you can stay if you'd like Mia." Hermoine nodded turning so Snape could not see her face.
"What's wrong with you?" He glared at Hermoine.
"None of your business, Sir!" She stormed off down the hall, one hand holding her stomach slightly.
"Once we resolve this, we need to talk Severus." He nodded rushing behind her down the hall.
Hermoine needed someone to confide in, the whole story. So she headed towards the heads dorm, Ginny was always willing to lend an ear.
As she approached the door, she could hear moans and movement inside. Not wanting to bother Ginny and Draco she wandered back to the lake. Curfew was soon, but at this point it didn't matter to her. Even at her worse in the war she did not feel this way. It felt as if nothing could get better, and she was stuck.
"Little one, I have no idea what to do..." The nurse had given her a choice to abort, but she would need to do it within the next week.
With how hard it was for her mother to get pregnant, she could never imagine aborting her child.
Even without Snape in the picture, this child would be incredibly smart. Yes, if he was around the power within this child would be amazing...
"Your daddy doesn't want us, maybe it would be better for us to live as muggles. It would be safer and he would never know about you." The sun was almost set above the lake, she knew she was needed back inside but she couldn't care enough to move. Just staring at the water until all of the color was gone, just the murky surface. Just how deep was the lake, could that be her solution?