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Chapter Five: Freaking Out

Hermione stayed on the floor, looking up at her friend. "You are so close to Sabrina, how will I ever build a relationship with her? I've known her for a grand total of 30 minutes between yesterday and today. I've just now found out that we share a middle name."

Ginny dropped to her knees and pulled a tearful Hermione into a hug. "You know her in your heart, now you will know her in person. She loves and adores you. You will get to know each other. She is so easy to love."

"And Professor Snape? I had a baby with my potions professor. A man I have never spoken more than two words to unless you count school. Even after the war, we never exchanged anything more than pleasantries. Now he is raising OUR daughter, hanging out with you, Harry and Ron, and he is 'great friends' with my parents? What type of world is this?" Sobbing, she held on to Ginny.

After pulling herself together, Hermione took a deep breath. "Okay, I am fine now. How are you? I cannot believe you are pregnant."

She grasped both of Ginny's hands and tried to pull them both up into a standing position. Laughing, they stood and Hermione returned the books to the bookcase. "I can't believe these are my books. I can't believe she can read, she's only three!"

"Well, between you and Snape, she had to turn out smart! Your mum said you were reading at four. Come on, let's go to your room."

Ginny took Hermione further down the hallway, "This is Snape's room and down there are the guest quarters."

Entering, they found a small sitting room, a bedroom and bathroom.

"This looks like my mum's handiwork." Hermione laughed, "this looks exactly like my dad's study, down to the leather recliner."

"Well, she did design the room after Professor Flitwick added it to the professor's quarters."

"How did they meet? Are they really friends?" Hermione sat in her father's recliner and pulling the throw off the back to wrap around herself.

"Harry brought your parents to the infirmary after dealing with the Aurors." Ginny started the long tale. "No one knew you were pregnant yet. Your mum was here every day; reading to you and keeping you company. Professor Snape delivered your potions and they would have very one sided conversations. She pestered him with questions and he would say things like "this explains your daughter's insufferable need to know everything."

"When they found out you were pregnant, everyone was shocked. Then Professor Snape came in and formally introduced himself. He said something along the lines of 'commitment, obligations, duty'. Harry said your mum flipped out on him thinking of a baby in terms of duty and not love. Your father talked her down but then she flipped out about young mothers, not having a chance to live, not starting a career."

Moaning, Hermione said "Oh no, I completely forgot about my job. I'm guessing they didn't hold it for me?"

She stood and started pacing around room, circling the couch and recliner over and over. "She's right, you know. I just barely finished Uni and got my first job and poof - all that hard work is gone. My career is over before it really started."

"And just how old am I? I was barely 20, so now I suppose I am in my mid twenties. My master plan didn't include becoming a mother until I was at least 30. I was supposed to have been director of the Department of Magical Cooperation by now."

Hermione continued to pace around the room not realizing Ginny had left the room. She was still muttering to herself when Ginny's reinforcements arrived.

Ron blocked her path "Mione, calm yourself!"

He tried to lead her towards the couch but she shoved his arms away, "I am calm, Ronald!"

Harry laughed at the scene before him, "we might as well be in the Gryffindor common room. Perhaps, you should dock points from each other."

Glaring at Harry, Hermione finally took a deep breath and sigh. "I'm sorry, Ron."

Smiling at her, the redhead replied, "Eh, I'm just glad you are your old self. You can yell at me anytime, Mione."

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