AN - I own nothing! I'm just borrowing from J.K. Rowling!

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Chapter 12

Greg was standing next to Hermione's bed. He had visited her every day, and handled everything for her—the press, the police, the lawyers, and whatever else Hermione was in no mood for or not able to do.

She was brought to the hospital right away after leaving the party. The poison and alcohol was pumped from her stomach, but not completely as some had managed to escape into her system. Hermione was comatose for six days, until she had finally awoken. It was then, she told Greg, Henry, her doctor, and the police chief what had happened. Obviously, everyone was shocked. It wasn't just anyone that drugged and tried to rape Hermione, but Adam Michaels himself.

Silence was something that Hermione had locked herself up into from time to time. She barely talked and tried to shut herself out from the world. She was blaming herself. If only she listened to Severus, if only… this wouldn't have happened.

"Hermione," Greg started, "the District Attorney's Office is going to let the case go public. You, however, as the victim, will remain anonymous. They have agreed to that. It will be Adam that will be exposed, and not you. If there are any other women out there that he had… well… that are also victims, they believe that they too will step forward."

Hermione turned her head away from him, not wanting to listen to Greg anymore. Though, she was relieved to hear that she would remain an anonymous victim.

The case would be too publicized, and she could lay low beneath the lights and attention. The press was going to be brutal once word came out, and that was something that Hermione didn't want to face, she knew she couldn't.

Greg sighed and sat down at the edge of Hermione's bed, and took her hand in hers. "I talked to the publishing house. We all agree that you can take as much time as you need. We cancelled the book tour in Asia, and we can continue when you're ready. There's no need to rush."

Hermione slowly turned to face Greg. "How much will it cost me?" she asked, knowing that there would be a cost for the backlogs.

Greg shook his head. "Not a penny Hermione. We just want you to take care of yourself. Money is not the issue here."

Hermione nodded her thanks.

"The baby is Snape's isn't it?" Greg asked.

"Yeah," Hermione sniffled trying to hold back her tears. Soon after she had awakened, the doctor had informed her that her baby was alright and unharmed miraculously. Of course it was very much a surprise to Hermione as she felt her stomach drop. She was pregnant, and she didn't even know. She was two months along she was told.

"Do you want me to call him for you? I'm sure you'd want him to be here. I can send Henry to pick him up."

"No Greg. It's over between he and I. It was just a fling, and we were more like fuck buddies so to speak. Useless. We fought last week."

He kept his silence, though wanting to question her again. The look on her face told him that it was more than that. Greg may have not known Snape that well, but with him going out with Hermione for months, it must have really meant that he was someone to her, and not just anyone. He concluded that they knew each other from the past, but he never dwelt on her life, for she was too private about it.

"He warned me about Adam, you know?" Hermione said sadly. "I should have believed him. Instead, I pushed him away… Look where I am now." She then broke out into sobs.

"Come here you," Greg said softly as he pulled her into his arms. Her tears soaked into his shirt as she cried on his chest. "You're not alone Hermione. I'm right here."

"I wanted him to come, but we fought. It's all my fault!" she cried.

"No, none of this was your fault," Greg said as he rocked her back in his arms, trying to comfort her as best as he could. He had never had to comfort her in any way, but this time, it was different. He was more than just an editor to Hermione, but a good friend as well.

When all her crying had finally stopped, Hermione pulled away and let herself lie back down on the pillows. "You're not mad at me are you?" she asked. "It'll cost me a few million for sure."

"Hey," Greg said with a smile. "Money isn't everything in the world."

"That's hard for me to believe, coming from you," Hermione said softly. Greg always talked about money and numbers. He was never one to get married, he always seemed married to his work, which meant, Hermione's work as well.

"Do you want to go anywhere? France, New Zealand, or even Thailand? The company jet is at your disposal."

"I'll think about it."

"I have to go back to the DA's office," he said as he looked at his watch. "Do you need anything?"

Hermione shook her head, and squeezed Greg's hand when he kissed her brow.

The hospital room made Hermione feel colder as she hugged herself. Hospital rooms always made her feel strange, but she never felt so alone at that moment. The only comfort that she wanted would only come from one man.

She needed comfort from Severus, but it really was impossible for that. Sure, he held her close before at times, but obviously it seemed like he was never one to give comfort. She kept on questioning herself over and over again, whether or not to tell him if she was pregnant with his child. Shock was still in her as she placed her hand on her still flat stomach. She was carrying his child.

Would she tell him? Would he reject her? Did he have feelings for her, like she did for him?

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AN – Short chap, but I think I still got the important stuff out. Review!