a/n: at the start of each chapter I'm going to put the date and how many weeks along Hermione is, because I absolutely hate reading a story and not knowing how long it is until the due date. Thanks to all my reviewers.

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May 25, 1998

28 weeks/7 months

Due date: Aug. 17 1998

Hermione woke up to a tapping on her window. She didn't want to get up so she wined, "Draco…"

"Fine, but you owe me," he grumbled as he climbed out of bed.

"No you're still in dept to me for making me pregnant."

"But you are a very pretty when you're knocked up," he retorted.

"I don't know whether that's a compliment or an insult."

Draco didn't respond. He opened up the window and in flew one of the school owls. It flew right over to Hermione's 'almost' sleeping form.

"Draco, get it off me," she said then added, "Please."

He sighed and walked over to her and untied the parchment from the owl's leg. Now free of the letter the owl flew out the window, "Do you want me to read it?" Draco asked Hermione.

"Go ahead but tell me later. My head is killing me, so is my back and I can't get comfortable."

"It can't be that bad Hermione."

"Oh of course it's not, I'm just saying it is because there is nothing better to do than sit here and complain. Please just leave me alone and don't disturb me for anything. ANYTHING."

"Fine," Draco said. He went and closed the window and pulled the blanket up for Hermione. He then walked quietly out of the room. He got dressed and then went down to sit in front of the fire to study for his NEWT's which were just under two weeks away. He loved Hermione and all but for once he wanted to beat her and be top of their class, even if it wasn't fair winning. He was a Malfoy after all. As much as he had changed winning was still and always would be in his blood. 20 minutes passed and then 30. 40 minutes after he had sat down the portrait opened and in walked McGonagoll and two other people.

"What happened?" McGonagoll asked.

"Nothing," Draco responded. He was really confused then he remembered, "Shit," he muttered.

"Where's Hermione?" the woman asked.

"Asleep," Draco said simply.

The woman turned and ran up the stairs with the man right behind her. McGonagoll walked over to Draco and said, "Why didn't you come."

"We were supposed to come?" he asked sheepishly.

"You didn't read the note did you?"

"No. Hermione was being cranky and I just forgot about it. Sorry."

"That's okay, but you better apologize to her mother. Miranda was really worried something had happened to her."

"She's fine."

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Miranda ran into Hermione's room to see her daughter asleep. Before waking her up she walked around the room reminiscing. She remembered how she used to sit at the desk and do her homework and then Jason would walk in and stand behind her and kiss her neck. She walked over to the window and remembered how she used to stand there and watch her sister and her friends down by the lake. She laughed quietly because as she stared out the window she could almost see Lily and her friends down there with the Marauders. She couldn't remember how many times James Potter had asked Lily out but she did know that when Lily told her that they were together she thought somebody had put the Imperius on her. That was all before her powers were striped from her on that one night, so long ago. She started to cry, but not for long because she started to fell funny. Everything was spinning so she put her hand against the wall to support her, but as soon as it came on it was gone. She turned and saw Jason standing in the door way looking at her.

Jason couldn't believe it. Seeing Miranda in the Head's Dorm was like going back 24 years. He couldn't believe it, she looked as good as ever. He remembered how he used to sneak-well not really sneak because it was there own private dorm-in to this room and lay down next to Miranda in bed. How he would show her something and she would laugh. Oh that laugh it was amazing, so sweet and light. He loved everything about her then and he still did. He remembered how they used to lay on her bed and talk for hours and it would seem like no time had passed. But that was then, this was now. He was a wizard then, now he was nothing without his powers. No better than any muggle. He felt his eyes well up remembering everything that he used to have and lost, all those years ago. Man he wished he could have changed that night. He then started to feel funny. The room started to spin but as soon as it had started it stopped.

"Jason," Miranda said quietly, "Would you mind if I speak to Hermione privately for a few minutes? Why don't you go down and talk to Draco?"

"Sure," he said.

Once he was out of the room Miranda walked over and closed the door, 'Boy,' she thought, 'that would have been way easier if I was still a witch.' She sat down on Hermione's bed and began to stroke her hair, "Hermione," she said, "Hermione honey."

Hermione rolled over and muttered, "Draco I thought I told you to leave me alone. Please."

"Hermione wake up sweet heart," Miranda said.

Hermione propped herself up and said, "Mom? Oh My God, what happened? Is Dad okay?'

"Shhh," Miranda soothed, "Everything's fine, your father's fine."

"Oh good. Why are you here then?"

"I just needed to talk to you."

"About?" Hermione questioned.

"Everything. How are you doing?" she asked.

"I feel like crap," Hermione muttered, "I can't get comfortable, I have to pee all the time and I'm always starving."

Miranda laughed.

"It's not funny," she said.

"Just you wait. You think this is bad, just wait until your ninth month and then you'll say this was nothing."

"Great, I truly can't wait," she said through gritted teeth and then she burst into tears.

"Ah, honey," Miranda said trying to hold back her own tears. Any time her daughter cried she did. She couldn't stand to see her hurting. "Oh baby what's wrong," she said.

"I'm scared," Hermione said through her sobs.

"Of what?" Miranda asked but she already knew the answer, labor.

"Does it hurt?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Does what hurt?" Miranda asked gently.

"Labor."

"What do you want me to tell you?" Miranda asked. She felt helpless.

"I don't know," she sobbed.

Trying to change the subject Miranda asked, "Have you chosen a name yet?"

"No," Hermione sobbed.

Miranda tried to quieten her down but to no avail. She heard a creak and turned to see Draco walking into the room. He nodded at her and then he walked over to Hermione and sat down and wrapped her in his arms. Her large stomach getting in the way but he managed. Miranda stood up and walked over to the door. She looked back and saw Draco whispering into Hermione's ear and then he would every so often kiss one of the tears that were rolling down her face. Miranda put her hand up to her cheek and when she pulled it away she saw that it was wet. She had been crying. She turned and hurried out of the room before she completely broke down. How was it that somebody she didn't even know had pushed her backwards in Hermione's life? How was it that he knew more about her daughter than she did? And how could he comfort her and calm her down when she couldn't. She ran down the stairs and over to Jason bawling. She was glad McGonagoll had left because she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of her old teacher and head of house. Jason wrapped his arms around her and soothed her. Finally it hit her, Draco was Hermione's Jason. She had never been able to understand it but now she could. Jason could always cheer her up and make her forget what was bugging her in and instant. He was just that way, and from what Miranda saw of Draco he could do the same with Hermione. Hermione no longer let herself be comforted by, she waited for Draco. Miranda remembered herself 24 years ago doing just the same thing, pulling away. She realized and now accepted it that Hermione had changed. She was no longer her little baby girl anymore. She was a woman with a fiancé and going to have a baby herself.

"Oh Jason," she moaned. She was glad he was holding her because she was positive if it wasn't for him she would be on the floor.

"Shh, it'll be okay," he whispered. He had no clue what had happened but he knew when Miranda was upset nobody could get her to stop crying but him.

Finally she stopped crying and they sat down to wait for Hermione and Draco to come down into the common room.

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a/n: Well I hope it wasn't to sentimental. I didn't intend for it to come out like this but when I started writing this was what came out. I guess it was because I read this really sad love story last night-the whole book it was so good. So hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for the long wait but I've been reading some good stories on FF and some books-not FF-and haven't been on the computer as much. Sorry.

QUESTION:

Do you think the baby is a:

GIRL

or

BOY

???????? Please answer in your reviews. Might influence what actually happens.

As always reviews are greatly appreciated.