Chapter One

Result and Reason

Huddled in a corner a crying figure's shoulders heaved with each heart breaking sob. Her hands shaking holding the results that she would give anything to take back a mistake made. Who knew an accident made could have such catastrophic results? A drunken lapse in judgement it was as simple as cause and effect. The whole night a blur in her eyes but she had to be strong, a strong face for the consequence but she would not tell anyone not a word no one must know about the oversight growing inside of her. She pulled her knees to her ample assets and cried harder. She would carry the burden alone. All alone. Rain spattered on the window outside and she leant her head against the gold glass and steel window like the bars of prison, like the prison of her future life. One mistake. One mistake was all it took.

Flash Back

Hermione threw herself on the couch and giggled alcohol flooding through her blood system.

"I swear Dumbledore there's no blood in my alcohol system," she giggled pulling down a well muscled and extremely sexy partner in crime pressing her lips to his.

"Another drink gorgeous?"

"For sure stud muffin." She was passed another drink and drank at almost as fast as it was given to her and pulled the mysterious man to her for a long and passionate kiss. All her dreams were coming true finally should have him all to herself. She had had a bad day which started with being tied to Malfoy for two weeks as punishment for charming him to grow horns. Thankfully it was the last day but he didn't make it easy. They had fought for nearly an hour about what table they would sit and finally he won by brut strength and dragged her to the Slytherin table. After their bonds had finally been severed he had sworn to her revenge the likes she would never know in her life and kissed her passionately. Just the feel of his lips upon hers made her want to be sick so she had run to the astronomy tower intending to jump when he stopped her and consoled her not Malfoy the filthy ferret but her dream hunk the man she had dreamed of for almost three years. Then from no where he had lead her to his room and offered her a drink. She had graciously accepted which had lead to another then another then another and another before eleven she was drunk and making out with her mystery man. Then his hand slowly slipped up her shirt massaging her well endowed chest his tongue fighting a drunken war with hers the alcohol on their breath breathing into another their lips barely apart he searched her eyes to go on and she nodded just barely her consent and he captured her lips in his own filling her with passion she had never known. She had done this before but never with him. Finally it was her time to shine.

She awoke the next morning to a throbbing headache and empty arms remembering in almost an instant what had happened the night before the bottles left on the table in front of her she stumbled her way to a bathroom to throw up the contents of her last meal. She got to her feet only to be knocked back to her knees by another wave of nausea. She had hangovers before but never like this, again she emptied the contents of her stomach and dry reached until she could control the sickness inside her. Thanking her lucky stars it was a Saturday and they had no classes today. She washed out the foul taste in her mouth and made her way to her personal dorm and changed into a pretty white dress with pink poppies all over it and proceeded to the main hall. She would act as if nothing had happened last night.

The great hall went silent as she entered and as she sat herself between Harry and Ron who both looked away blushing the Hall burst into conversations.

"Hi boys," she smiled helping herself to a huge plate of mushrooms and bacon feeling ravenous after the immediately evacuating the contents of her stomach. She tucked into her plate with newfound euphoria delighting from the taste of mushrooms on her palette.

"Hi," the schoolboys mumbled back in unison guilt all over both of their faces. they sat in silence while the hall gossiped around them, everyone knew that she had headed to the astronomy tower and why she had done so and what her plans were but what happened after that was yet to be known and the conspiracy theories were running rapid around the school. Had she chickened out? She really looked crap today maybe she was saved in the nick of time? Who would have saved her and why? Maybe a boy or girl had a secret crush on her! Maybe she had slept with him like she had Ron, like she had Neville, like she had Ginny. Who knew that girl was as capricious as the ocean's tide or the future, So very unpredictable.

End Flashback

"What are you doing mudblood?" a familiar voice drawled from above her head, her shoulders slumped and she hid the little white stick a muggle contraption that of course he wouldn't know but she hid anyway inside her sleeve in the pocket she had sown for quick retrieval of her wand seeing as she always seemed to need it in half a heart beat. She wiped her eyes and sneered at him a sneer that would have put him to shame and he was glad his father wasn't there to see it he would have beat him for the simple fact she sneered better than him just like he beat him for the fact she was better than him at pretty much, just slightly bettered him but still his better.

"What's it to you, you albino Ferret?"

"No value, just like to see you cry… Were you crying because you're getting fat?"

"I'm not fat Malfoy! It isn't my fault your pug faced slut is anorexic!"

"Oh you're touchy about that aren't you fatty fatty fat fat fat!" She pulled back her arm near her chest and punched him square in the jaw feeling his cartilage in his nose crack and grind under her knuckles as blood poured out his nose. With one hand he grabbed his nose and tried to contain the bleeding while with the other he grabbed her wrist in his iron grip. "I'll get you for that I'm taking you to Dumbledore now for physical violence and abuse and you know I'll play the victim." He whispered in her ear feeling the small lump in her sleeve he quickly retrieved it without her noticing and let her go.

"Right like you could drag me anywhere," she pushed him and scampered off as fast as her legs could carry her but he was too fast and pinned her beside the large gargoyle that fortified the headmaster's administrative centre.

"You can't run from me Granger I know your every move you're like the rabbit, I'm like the fox you run I study I follow and I cut you off never think you can run Granger. Never. Fizzy Lollypops" The gargoyle forsook its post and a staircase appeared where it once stood twirling what seemed like forever upwards. Draco Malfoy compressed his already steel control and dragged her up the stairs into the principal's office. Faint murmurs could be heard behind the door and just as he had knocked a livid McGonagall burst through it knocking them to the side a very white Snape had obviously learnt that hell hath no fury like a woman in a very bad mood.

"Ahh Mr Malfoy I was expecting you, take a seat, Miss Granger." He nodded his head politely. They both sat in separate chairs a nice pool of blood collecting in Malfoy's hand from his still broken nose. Dumbledore flicked his wand and a burning sensation filled the cartilage that Hermione has caused earlier. He swatted at his burning nose. "if you continue to do that Mr Malfoy it will only make things worse." Malfoy without more ado stopped his swatting and soon the phenomenon ended and his nose had ceased.

"Professor…"Malfoy started but was hushed instantly with an matured hand and a twinkling look in his eye.

"Mr Malfoy you need not explain as the events were explained to me you obviously have not learnt from your last chastisement so it seems that another is in order. Seeing as forcing you to spend time together didn't work I have no choice but to do it again but instead of chaining you together I am forcing you to live together. You will be in care of one another in sickness and health and if it doesn't work I'm afraid I will have to force you to marry each other now do either of you want that to happen?" Hermione felt like she was going to be sick again just like she had been this morning and the morning before that and after dinner this evening and just like she had after she had found her results. The idea of marrying Malfoy made her; well she didn't have words to explain how revolted she felt by just the idea of that.

"No! Don't worry professor it won't come to that," She stood from her chair to leave when he stopped her this time.

"Miss Granger please take a seat, Mister Malfoy you may go I will have your heads show you, your new asylum in the morning." Malfoy left the room and Hermione sat silently waiting for the principal to talk to her. He was waiting until he knew master Malfoy was out of ear shot knowing that what they were to discuss was of great importance and must be kept to a perfect concealment. When he knew that he was out of audible range he sighed greatly.

"Miss Granger I have never in my years thought that a student like yourself to make such a huge mistake."

"Professor I..." she began but again was cut off.

"I am willing to hide your pregnancy with a simple potion but I want you to understand that your symptoms will hit you stronger than average and as for after the child," his eyes twinkled mischievously, "well it seems that things will work out how they were meant to but I suggest that you keep it Miss Granger. I strongly suggest you keep it, now you may go." She stood without another word and left only to have a enraged Malfoy waiting at the bottom of the Gargoyle for her.

"I'm here to walk you to your room, seeing as we have to look after each other." He sneered obviously unhappy. Hermione couldn't help but smile.

"Let me guess the gargoyle told you to do it and you didn't want to?"

"Shut up." He sulked back at her giving her a look that could shoot daggers if need be but it only made the laughter inside of her bubble even more. She couldn't hide the laughter in her eyes and as she arrived to the common room she came up with a devious plan. An evil plan she would get Malfoy and get him good. Walking along forming all the details in her mind the mischievous glint in her eye, never seen by the sulking figure leading her to her portrait. His grip on her light as a feather now knowing she would never run but never knowing what was going on in her mind he was scared of what might happen if he now did something incredibly stupid. Fearing her wrath he sulked he was torn the wrath of Hermione or the Wrath of his father. They arrived at the fat lady and she whispered her Password she turned around and to his surprised thanked Malfoy for walking her to her room then she saw the father of her unborn child she pulled Malfoy to herself and to her own disgust she kissed him.