"WHAT have you told her?" Hermione screeched under her breath as she read the newspaper on her lap.
"You haven't been feeling good lately, so Harry took you to Pomfrey during Potions?" Ron repeated haphazardly before leaning over and whispering to the Gryffindor table that Snape could make anyone sick.
"RONALD WEASLEY HOW CAN YOU BE SO DAFT?!" She screeched as she stood up. When she flung the Daily Prophet into Ron's lap up, his face started to match his hair.
Across the front page read another scandal headline. Triwizard Champion's Fourth Puzzle: Who's the father? Ron squeaked.
"Hermione Granger had to withdraw from her lessons yesterday due to a case of repeated illness that closely resembles morning sickness. Harry Potter reportedly tenderly escorted Ms. Granger to receive help despite her recent affairs with Mr. Krum, a fellow Champion. The status of the couple's shattered relationship is now unknown though sources…" Ron stopped reading and buried his head.
"If I EVER get my hands on that slimy Skeeter!" Hermione slammed her fist into the table.
"Who?" Harry asked oblivious to the tabloids as he approached the table to see Hermione cursing paper and Ron compulsively whimpering. "Did I miss something?"