(A/N: I know, it's been a while, but real life things got in the way. one of those things inspired this chapter. anyway, read, enjoy, and review, please. love you all)

Chapter 8- The Pink Line

Christmas break has passed, and all the students were back at Hogwarts. Harry and Draco were blowing each other kisses across the room at breakfast. Ron was a bit sickened at the sweetness, but stuffed his mouth full of eggs and bacon regardless. He looked over to Hermione, who then got up and ran to the bathroom. As she ran past him, Harry finally looked away from Draco and noticed she looked a bit sick.

"Ron, what is wrong with Hermione?" he asked.

"Honestly, mate, I'm not quite sure. She's been very sick for the past week. I think she has the flu or something. But I've never known the flu to make a girl's boobs bigger as well."

Harry thought for a moment. He remembered a time when he and Dudley were about 8. Aunt Petunia practically lived in the bathroom for over a week, and complained that her clothes didn't fit at all. She and Uncle Vernon thought she might be pregnant, but it turned out to be some bad fish they had been eating. But, wait, could Hermione be…

"That's it!" Harry thought aloud.

"What's it, Harry?" Ron looked at his friend confused.

"I think Hermione might be pregnant."

"What?"

"You know, Ron, having a baby…"

"But, but how?"

"Well, Ron, have you slept with her?"

Ron blushed. "Yeah, about a month ago. But we used a rubber, so I thought it was safe."

"Well, I don't mean to tell you this, Ron, but rubbers can break."

The redhead hung his head for a moment. Then he lifted it back up and looked at his best friend. "So what do we do now?"

"Well, that one is easy. We go get a pregnancy test for Hermione. That is how my aunt knew she wasn't pregnant again. "

"So where do we get one?" Ron asked.

"I'm not sure, but some shop in Hogsmeade must have one. Let's go. I'll get my cloak."

An hour later, the boys came back to the Gryffindor common room. They hid the box containing 2 pregnancy tests in Harry's bed. Then Ron went to find Hermione.

Draco and Ron passed each other as Ron left the common room. They smiled and Ron started running down the hall. Draco shrugged and went up to Harry's room.

"What's up, dear?" he asked, and gave Harry a small peck on the lips.

"Nothing much, Draco, darling. But Hermione might be pregnant…"

Draco looked shocked. "What? Our 'Mione, having a baby?"

Harry shook his head. "Well, we aren't sure yet, but she's been very sick the past week, and Ron said she's getting a bit chestier. So, she's taking a pregnancy test to be sure."

"Wow, this is big news. We better go be there for her. I can't believe she's pregnant."

"I know, Dray, but I think it'll be okay if she is. She's smart, and can finish school even with a baby. We can all get different times with classes so that someone can always watch the baby for her or something. But first, we need to make sure she's really pregnant."

The boys walked out of the common room, and to the girl's bathroom, where they saw Ron and Hermione. She didn't look very well. She seemed really upset, either at the fact that she might be pregnant, or that she didn't realize it before Harry did, or a bit of both.

She went into the stall and a minute or so later, came back with a specimen cup half filled. She dipped the test into the cup, and waited a few minutes to see the results.

"Well, what does it say?" asked Ron.

Harry looked at the box, and then looked at the test. "Well, Hermione, Ron, There are two pink lines. That means you are going to be parents."

Ron didn't know what to think. He didn't know if he was supposed to be upset or happy. But Hermione was definitely upset. Tears started streaming down her face.

"Oh, Hermione, love, it'll be okay. We'll all help you," Draco told her, "We will watch the baby when you have class, and we'll get clothes and food and things. Trust me; this baby is a good thing. "

She looked up into warm gray eyes. She seemed better for a moment. And then, she thought of something…

"How on earth will I tell my parents?"

Ron spoke up. "We will tell them together. Hermione, I want you to know, I will stand by you and our child. I love you, Mione. And I know it will be hard, but I want us to be a family. Maybe even get married in a few years when we get a bit older. "

Hermione was touched. She felt better after hearing Ron and her friends tell her they would help her. Maybe she could do this after all.