A/N: Hey everyone! Well here is the new chapter. I tried making it a little longer than the last ones cause I didn't really realize how short I was making them. Hopefully I'm able to keep them this length, maybe longer if I get inspired.

Well go on and read and remember…REVIEW!

~Katie

Chapter 4: How to Break the News.

"Harry! Ron!" Hermione said over and over again, trying to revive the two boys from their shocked faints.

Harry was the first to speak. "Please tell me that was a dream."

"Sorry Harry, but its real." Hermione confessed.

"Damn. Who's the father?" Harry asked.

"I…I can't say. I'm so sorry you guys. Please forgive me." She said as tears started from her eyes.

"Oh Hermione. It's ok. We'll be here for you." Ron said, finally joining the world of the living again.

"Thank you. And when the time is right, I promise I will tell you who the father is."

"Ok." They both said together.

"Boys! Shoo. Ms. Granger here needs her rest." Pomfrey said as she came back into the room.

"Yes mam. See you later Hermione." They both said.

"Bye guys."

Draco sat in his room thinking over what he has heard. 'She's Pregnant. She's Pregnant….SHIT!'

Draco was trying to think of any way that he could get alone with Hermione to tell her that he would help in any way possible. 'Yea that's going to go over real well', he thought to himself.

He would just try his best, and some way, he was going to talk to her. Whether she liked it or not.

Hermione sat in the infirmary, thinking of how she should tell Harry and Ron that Malfoy was the father.

'Well, maybe I should tell that rat bastard first. Though I wish him dead of the most horrid ways, he does have some right to know.' She thought. "Yea know what he's done to me" she said to herself, not realizing she said it aloud.

"Excuse me?" Pomfrey asked.

"Oh nothing." Hermione said and looked back down at the bed sheet she currently had between her fingers.

"Dear, if you need to talk, I'm here." Pomfrey said.

"Thanks, but I'm ok." Hermione said.

"Ok. Oh and dear, you are going to be able to leave tomorrow morning." She said as she walked into her office.

'Great.' Hermione thought to herself. 'Well I guess tomorrow will be the day I tell that damn Draco Malfoy that I, Hermione Granger, carry his future child.'

The next morning Hermione awoke in her own bed in her dorm room that she shared with Malfoy. Looking up at the ceiling she thought to herself "how am I going to confront that asshole for what he has done to me?"

Hermione got out of bed and paced her room while picking out her clothing for the day. Lucky it was Saturday morning so she had time to think of how to confront Malfoy without classes interfering.

After selecting a light t-shirt and a simple pair of jeans, she sat on her bed and petted Crookshanks while deep in thought.

'Well I could always just come right out and be like "Hey Asshole. Remember the other night. Yea, guess what…You're paying for it for the next 18 years!" 'But would that be to forward, or should I just calmly tell him and wait for his reaction?'

Being the girl Hermione is, she always tried to avoid confrontation when it wasn't really necessary. This time however was more confusing than anything she's dealt with in the past.

Feeling her stomach rumble, she decided to head down to the great hall for a quick breakfast before continuing her thought process. Getting up she laid Crookshanks back onto the bed and left her room.

Walking down to the common room she shared with Malfoy, she looked around for any sign of Malfoy before exiting the dorm.

"Please Ron! Lavender isn't stalking you! She likes you and is trying to get your attention just like any other girl would!" Harry explained to Ron for about the tenth time since coming down to the great hall.

"But Harry! She's always around wherever I go! When I leave the common room, come into the Great Hall, just walking around the castle! She's always there!" Ron complained.

"Um maybe because…I don't know…she goes to SCHOOL here!" Harry sighed putting more eggs onto his plate.

"You just don't understand Harry. You don't have girls constantly coming after you when you try making it clear you don't want them" Ron whined.

"Well if you didn't make out with them every five minutes maybe they would understand that, Ronald." Hermione said as she walked up on them overhearing their conversation.

"Hermione!" the boys said together. "How are you? How are you feeling?" Harry asked.

"Better. A little tired." Hermione replied making a plate of food for herself. She started piling on food left and right. Eggs, hash browns, sausage, biscuits, pancakes, potatoes. Grabbing a glass of pumpkin juice she started digging into her breakfast.

"Um…Hermione. I know being pregnant makes girls hungrier but don't you think you're over doing it a little." Ron mumbled to her.

Hermione stiffened when he said this to her. Yes her two best friends knew of half of her situation but she really wasn't ready for the rest of the school to know yet. "Ron…if you would so kindly keep your mouth shut about said situation, you will walk out of here with both testicles still intact!" Hermione replied turning back to her food.

"Whoa…scary Hermione!" Ron said abruptly turning back to his food.

"Geez man, she told you" Harry said snickering to himself.