I think it's funny that every idea given involved Ron's death! haha don't worry dears, that part has actually already been planned YES I have given you a spoiler, Ron is going to die but I shall not tell you how. THAT is the major twist. ;)

But I can't kill him yet, cause I have much more story involving him. I expect this story to have at least 7 more chapters.

I'm so very sorry I have taken so long to update, I don't really have a good excuse except for I'm trying to get over what happened to me so it doesn't affect how I write this story, and you're right, I made Hermione lose her backbone and that's not like her, so that will be fixed.

I have an awesome best friend now, she is as obsessed with Harry Potter as I am and is amazing! Lol She wrote an awesome Dramione story on here called Unexpectedly Beautiful Suggestion, and I think you should read it. :)

Oh and speaking of awesome, just a couple weeks ago I, Brittny Gray was IN Hogwarts! :) I went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, and it actually made me feel better, helped me get over my problem.

So, no more complaining about the dick, I am diving head first back into my story.

And might I add, Butterbeer is freaking delicious.

Ron paced his room like a caged animal, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "She is mine. She is mine. She is mine."He repeated to himself over and over like a mantra, as if he was calming his anger by staking his claim.

"Malfoy can't touch her anymore. Only I can. She is mine. Mine. MINE!" His fist shot through the wall as he finally lost control of his anger.

"I would advise you calm your temper Mister Weasley, or you will be forbidden from seeing Hermione again. " Professor Klaus's voice came from directly behind him and he jumped.

"I want to see her again now!" Ron yelled, not even stopping himself from yelling at the man he was terrified of.

"That is not your decision. You can not be trusted." He said, and Ron growled, stomping his foot like a child.

"She belongs to me!" Ron whined, tugging at his hair in frustration, wincing slightly at the pain in his hand from punching the wall.

"Not yet she doesn't, she is not yours until I'm finished with her, as of right now she is mine, I am simply loaning her." Professor Klaus spoke in a clipped tone, letting Ron know his word was final.

"If I take an unbreakable vow to not harm her or touch her sexually in any way can I please see her?" Ron said, sounding desperate.

"If you must." Professor Klaus spat, obviously annoyed but needing to keep Ron on his side.

Hermione stared at herself in the mirror, a determination in her eyes, she had already accepted the fact of her probable death, but she'll be damned if she didn't go out fighting. She wouldn't give up, she wouldn't quit, if she's going down she's dragging them with her.

Suddenly the door opened from behind her and she glanced up in the mirror to see Professor Klaus standing behind her.

As he walked up to her she sat her face into a blank expression, she would not show any emotions from here on out, they weren't going to break her, she wouldn't allow it.

"You are going to go see him again." He said, her stomach dropped but she ignored, not responding to him at all.

"He can not harm you, I have forbidden it, if he even raises his hand to you I will know." He spoke as if he were trying to make her feel better, as if he was doing his best to protect her, she mentally scoffed.

He stared down at her stomach in distaste, she had ripped the dress off long ago and now was clad in jeans and a shirt that showed her protruding stomach well.

"He's not going to appreciate that." He smirked as he grabbed her hand, and they appeared in Ron's room.

Ron stared at her as she appeared in the room, a smile coming across his face at the sight of her.
He looked completely happy, until his eyes caught her stomach and they darkened, jealousy showing on his face.

Professor Klaus disappeared, and Ron walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I've decided to forgive you." He said, and despite the anger the swelled up at his words, she gave no response, just stood there as stiff as a board, just like she knew he hated.

"I've realized that I was probably a bit rough your first time, and you were really upset about me sleeping with Lavender, and that's why you slept with the Ferret." He whispered soothingly into her ear, and her hands clenched into fists.

"But I need to know why you took that potion? Why would you get rid of our baby and replace it with his?" He feigned hurt, and her nostrils flared.

"Because I hate you, I hate the sight of you, you disgust me." She stated, and he growled slightly but made no violent moves.

"Don't deny your love for me Hermione, I know you love me. You know you love me. We are perfect for each other." He sounded hysterical as he talked, a psychotic smile spreading across his face as he looked down at her.

"YOU DON'T HATE ME HERMIONE! YOU LOVE ME! YOU FUCKING LOVE ME, AND NOT THE FERRET!" He suddenly screamed, towering over her, wanting to feel the power of her fear, but she disappointed him by showing absolutely no reaction.

She leaned up, bringing her mouth close to his ear, "You are nothing, nothing, nothing, compared to him." She taunted, and his fist swung at her face only for him to be thrown back at the contact.

Once again Hermione was sent back to her room, and even from the distance she could hear Ron screaming at her once again slipping through his grasp.

Back at Hogwarts found Professor Snape working vigorously on a potion, sweat gathered on his brow as he stirred in the Acromantula hairs. It was obvious that he hadn't slept at all, yet he still worked non-stop, every once in a while he would take a sip of an rejuvenating potion that gave him a small burst of energy, but his body still sagged, his eyes still drooped.

"Go get Draco." Snape snapped at Teddy, who was working as his assistant, in other words he was there to take over just in case Snape passed out from exhaustion.

He nodded his head and quickly left the room, wanting to get back to Snape quickly, he didn't know what the potion they were making was, but he knew it was extremely dark, and considering the book it came out of came from the most restricted part of the library there was no telling what would happen.

"Three fangs of werewolf, four Thestral wing grafts." Snape whispered out loud as he added his ingredients. His potion turning such a deep black it could pass for the Draught of Living Death.

"The powder of a finely crushed Unicorn horn." He mumbled, adding it to the potion, causing it to flash a bright white and then return to black.

Then Draco burst into the room, seeming slightly angry but more worried than anything.

"You were supposed to wake me hours ago!" He exclaimed, still rubbing sleep from his tired eyes.

"Yes, well I had more important matters to attend to, like making the potion to find your girlfriend." Snape muttered sarcastically as Draco's eyes dropped to the potion.

"Will that really find her?" Draco asked, cursing himself for sounding so timid.

"Yes." Snaped responded shortly, not really focusing on Draco at all, this potion required his utmost attention.

"Then how can I help?" Draco responded, shoving down his worry and fear and replacing it with a new determination.

"I need a few drops of your blood." Snape said, readying a blade for Draco.

"My blood? Why my blood?" He asked, holding his wrist forward anyway.

"Because this potion," Snape started as he ran the blade over Draco's wrist, "Doesn't locate Hermione, it locates your child." he finished, holding Draco's wrist over the cauldron as the blood dripped in.

"I can't believe no one else thought about it before." Draco mumbled, wincing a bit as Snape quickly re-sealed the wound.

"It's because it is extremely dark magic, it was invented many a century ago by a man desperate to find his daughter just so he could slaughter her, and he sold the potion to many men who were not ready to be fathers, some of them murdering their child while still in the womb."

"That's barbaric." Draco whispered, watching the potion turn a sickly green.

They started slightly as a ball of light suddenly appeared above the potion, and in the light they could see a rundown mansion surrounded by a dark forest. The light disappeared as quickly as it came, the potion now pure white and bubbling loudly.

"Was that it?" Draco asked, seemingly disappointed because even though they knew what the place looked like they had no idea what it was.

"No., that was only indicating that it had picked up the location of the baby, we still have quite a ways to go before the actual potion is done." Snape said, leaving the potion as it was as he walked out of the room.

"How long should it take for the potion to be ready?" Draco asked, realizing they were heading towards the Headmasters office.

"Two weeks at the longest."

"Two weeks? But anything could happen to her by then!" Draco exclaimed, tugging at his hair in frustration.

"You have already been told that they want to keep the baby safe until full term, if they do anything to Hermione it will hurt the baby. She is safe for the time being." Snape replied, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more so than Draco.

"No she is not safe, she's not. She's not here, she's not safe." Before Snape could respond they had made it to Dumbledore's office, and they could hear raised voices from inside.

"He is still my son!"

"He is a criminal, and he deserves to be punished severely!"

As they walked into the room they saw Mr.s Weasley and Mr.s Granger at each others throats, one defending Ron, one slandering him.

"He is a good boy!"

"He is a rapist! He is worth less than the dirt underneath my shoes!"

"How dare you speak of him that way!"

"How dare I? How dare you! You're defending a rapist! A RAPIST! If someone raped your daughter would you defend her rapist?"

"Why of course not! That's preposterous, but what I'm saying is Hermione obviously enticed him! I mean Ron would never do that, he can't help it he's in love with her!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Everyone finally took notice of Draco standing there.

"This doesn't concern you, go run back to your death eater father." Molly snarled at him, making sure he knew that she thought she was better than him.

"Like hell it doesn't! Hermione is MY girlfriend, she is having MY child! And even if she did entice him, which she DIDN'T, it doesn't give him an excuse to beat her and rape her!" Draco growled, his hand itching to grab his wand and cast every dark curse he knew at the witch before him.

"Beat her? Oh please I'm sure you're exaggerating." She rolled her eyes, and then took a step back as Draco raised his wand.

He placed the tip to his skull and blue wisps pulled back with it.

"If you don't believe me then see for yourself. Meae Memoria!" As he waved his wand his memories played before everyone's eyes as if they were standing there watching.

Draco's jaw clenched as he had to relive seeing all of the cuts and bruises on Hermione, watching her cry against his shoulder as she told them she had been raped.

As the memory faded he could hear Mr.s Granger crying silently at the sight of her baby so battered and bruised.

"Well, she probably did something to deserve it." Molly said snidely, and then before anyone realized she had done it, Mr.s Granger punched Molly as hard as she could, knocking her out cold.

Well this could have been written a bit better, but I'm sticking with what I have. Review and tell me what you think. :)

Love,
Brittny.