Hello! I do not own Harry Potter. Glad to see people are interested in it! I've got coursework to do over the next few weeks, so I might not get as many chapters done. I'm hoping to get this story complete (maybe another one as well!) by the time my exams start. Thank you for all the reviews and support and enjoy the chapter.
Draco sat shocked on the sofa. Hermione… pregnant? Me… pregnant? Oh god! He felt like throwing up, proving the test correct. He and Hermione had agreed not to send each other any letters unless in an emergency. He deemed this an emergency. He quickly wrote a letter and sent it off.
Later at Malfoy Manor Hermione was surprised to see a letter marked H.G on the windowsill. It must be Draco. I wonder what's happened! Nothing could have prepared her for what she was about to read.
H.G,
Well, this is something that I never thought that I'd have to write. I'm somehow pregnant in your body. The test says 5-6 weeks. We can just say that I had nothing to do with it and leave it that! I don't need to know all the details, just wanted you to know. What do you want me to do? Tell your parents? Just let me know!
D.M.
Hermione was speechless. Pregnant? As long as Draco hasn't… She banished the thought from her head. She was comforted that Draco wasn't judging her and that he was trying to help her. But then she thought: 5-6 weeks? That doesn't work out... the last time I did anything like that was… never. She started to worry. What's Draco been doing to me? Unless… Hermione remembered reading when trying to find something to turn them back that if a female and male swap bodies for any time up to a week that something may cause the female's body to become pregnant. Well… this cannot get any worse!
Hermione quickly wrote a reply to Draco trying to tell him everything without causing him to have some sort of break down.
D.M,
Well, that's… interesting. OK… there is no easy way to tell you this, so I'm not going to beat about the bush. You won't like this. As far as I'm aware I haven't… you know. Ever. So, unless you have something you wish to tell me then there's only one thing I can think of and, again, you won't like it. I remember when we first swapped reading that if a male and female swapped bodies and stayed swapped for any time up to a week or longer that some magical thing (can't remember the word!) makes the female's body pregnant. I'm sorry. Please understand. Please take care of the baby. Please tell my parents as well. I know this all sounds unfair, but you offered! On the bright side your father says that you don't have to marry Pansy if you find someone else.
H.G.
Hermione's letter did little to comfort Draco. What's she saying? I'm the father? Oh god! He was happy that his father had rethought the marriage. He didn't want to marry Pansy. He wanted to marry someone he loved.
H.G,
Wow. Me? A father? Are you sure? Of course you are. There's no need to be sorry. I don't know what to do when you're pregnant so I'll try my best to look after the baby. Of course I'll tell your parents. Every cloud, eh?
D.M.
When Hermione read this she had an idea.
D.M,
I've had an idea! If you don't mind then we pretend (to your parents) that we're madly in love and that we're having a baby and getting married. This'll get you more time to find someone else. It's far-fetched, I know, but it could work.
H.G.
Draco was strangely pleased with the idea of acting like was in love with Hermione. There be much acting. He was shocked that he even thought that.
H.G,
Sounds like a good plan, actually. So, you'll tell my parents and I'll tell yours. Good Luck!
D.M.
Later that evening they both took deep breaths and prepared to tell the parents.