A Last Request

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* Author’s Note * - Thank you for all of the reviews!! I was so shocked when I saw how many I had received!! You have no idea how good it makes me feel, lol and I honestly don’t know if I care much for this story, but reviews sure make me like it more. That is why I only wrote four chapters so far. I have the story mapped out, pretty much anyway. I put up the first chapter and made it to be left off as a one shot if it didn’t go over well, and if it didn’t I’d just trash the rest. But I am glad so far that it is. Just let me know if you still want me to continue, because I may have the next two chapters (after this one of course) finished but if it’s not doing well I don’t want to waste my time when I have five other stories I am currently working on. But I do want to continue this. Please let me know. If i don't get much response or if i get to many don't continues i'll just stop and trash it. Also at the end I have another A/N to answer some reviews! Thanks and a thank you to my beta!!

Chapter Two

Truth


Where did I leave off? Oh yes, I had just found out that I was pregnant with my supposed enemy’s child.

In the days that followed the morning I confirmed Draco’s last request, I wasn’t feeling any better than I had during the first four weeks that I spent waiting. Waiting for the day to come that I’d take that test. I didn’t need it, I knew. I waited to hear something, anything. Why hadn’t I? I just couldn’t control my curiosity. Is he alive somewhere, anywhere? Did they do as he said they would? If so why hadn’t there been some kind of indication of his… I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I don’t know how or why it happened but… I didn’t want to think about that either. I couldn’t dwell on my feelings… it was just too hard. I’ve handled a lot of hardships in my short life of eighteen years but I endured more in those years than most would in two lifetimes.

A week later I sat in my common room staring off into a fireless fireplace. No embers glowed, just dark, burnt, flame split wood lay in its own ashes. It looked how I felt. I was unaware of my company. I hadn’t even heard him enter, nor realized he sat in the chair by the sofa I was currently residing in. Not until he spoke.

“Hermione?” Calvin spoke softly like he was talking to a small animal trying not frighten it. I glanced his way briefly giving him a small smile. “Are you alright?” He continued.

“Yeah, I’m fine thank you.” I replied nicely smiling again.

“Good… um has something happened?” He asked giving me a concerned look. “It’s just that you really haven’t been you lately. You seem more distant than usual. Have I done something to upset you? It’s me coming in late on the weekends isn’t it?”

“No you haven’t done anything. I do think you should be more responsible… you know what? What you do is your business and I shouldn’t tell you what you should or shouldn’t do. But no that’s not… never mind. I’m fine Calvin, really.” I said trying to be convincing.

“Right. We’re friends correct?”

“Of course. I’m very fond of you. Why do you ask?”

“You do know that you can tell me things. I wouldn’t say a word to anyone, not anyone. Not if you didn’t want me to.” He said sincerely. I believed him. I knew he wouldn’t and that I could. But could I tell him this? I really wanted to tell someone. I wanted to tell Ginny but I was too afraid to. What if she hated me? What if she told Ron before I had a chance to? I needed to be the one to tell him, it needs to be me to tell everyone. I know she wouldn’t tell. But it was hard; I just wasn’t ready to tell any of them yet. Could I tell Calvin? Would that help me feel better, lift some weight of my chest? Would he make me feel horrible for giving in to Draco Malfoy? No, I knew he wouldn’t. I decided to take my chance with him. Perhaps, I thought to myself, that if I could tell him it would help me tell the others. One step at a time, right? One step up the long set of stairs to the scariest place I was heading.

I took a deep breath and looked back at him after a few moments. He still sat there waiting, knowing I was thinking about it. I nodded.

“Something has happened, but it is hard for me to talk about…you mustn’t tell anyone? Not a soul. I haven’t been able to tell anyone yet and I don’t know when I will. It’s hard.” I told him. He said nothing in return just nodded. Letting me continue. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply again trying to gather every ounce of strength I had to spill.

“About five weeks ago… I… How do I start?” I didn’t know how to say it, to tell it. Me, Hermione Granger, was having trouble with something.

“Just start from the beginning. Don’t worry if it doesn’t make sense at first just say what you feel. Say how it comes to your mind.” Calvin said calmly leaning in closer to me. What did I feel? I suppose that was hard for me to, to talk about how I felt about it all. ‘Just start from the beginning,’ He had said. Well it was a good place.

“All right. It was a Friday night. I believe it was the one where you had been ill so you stayed in. It was bedtime for me… which is right after head’s rounds, of course. Anyway I got ready for bed and fell asleep… I don’t know for how long. I was awakened by a knock on my door. I thought it was you, but it wasn’t… it was someone else.” I paused and he raised his eyebrow, and then furrowed his brows. “It was… it was Draco Malfoy.”

“Wait, Draco Malfoy?! What? How did he get into our room? How did he get into the school? Oh right, sorry please continue.” He cut in then motioned for me to go on. He ran his fingers though his eye length brown hair, green eyes staring at me concerned.

“None of that matters. Well I was put off guard and I didn’t have much time to react. Like I said I thought it was you. He put a spell on me that bound and silenced me. I couldn’t yell for you or grab my wand.” I had to pause to breathe. But he jumped right in.

“I’m not sure I like where this is going.” He said concerned.

“No, no.” I said waving my hand. He relaxed a bit. “Well he grabbed my shoes and my wand. Then wrapped my school robe around me. I was honestly scared. I had no idea why he was there in the middle of the night taking me from my bed. Well he carried my conscious but limp self off the schools protective grounds. He portkeyed us to some room…” Calvin then cut me off again.

“I really don’t like the way this is heading, oh Hermione I am so sorry I didn’t wake up to help you…”

“No, no it’s not like that. He didn’t hurt me.” Calvin raised his eyebrow again but let me continue. “Besides it’s not like you knew or were even in good health. Continuing on, he took the spell off and remained quiet for some time. Finally he started to tell me all this stuff about how his father was killed the night before and how he and his mother were being hunted. He mentioned that he was the last Malfoy… and … and that he needed… oh bugger how do I say it. He needed an heir. There. Yes he needed an heir and he wanted me to be the one to have it.” Calvin then cut me off by his laughter.

“Oh…oh… that’s crazy! Absolute nonsense really! You Hermione Granger have his child, what a laugh! Oh what did he say when you told him he’d lost his wits, not that the git had any to begin with, but oh that’s rich.” He said laughing. I didn’t join him. He took notice and calmed himself immensely, giving me a strange look. “You didn’t right? Did he make you do something against your will?” I looked down at my hands that were currently covering my stomach.

“No he didn’t make me do anything Calvin! But I… I….” I couldn’t finish.

“Tell me Hermione. What happened?” He said softly.

“I’m not sure really. I mean I know, but I just… I… well I did.”

“You… shagged Draco Malfoy? Tell me it’s not true.” Calvin asked shocked.

“Yes. It’s true. I did. Do you think badly of me?” I asked ashamed.

“Well no, I don’t… I could never. But I never would have thought you would have done that, never. Why'd you go through with it… and are you with child?”

“Yes, I am. I honestly am shocked with myself, really. I am not even sure if I realized it at the time.”

“What do you mean? Were you under a curse?”

“No I wasn’t. It was all me.”

“What was it that you didn’t realize at the time? I can’t believe that you, Hermione Granger, would ever have Draco Malfoy’s baby.”

“Me neither. I didn’t realize at the time I had said yes to have the baby for him. I remember.” I paused blushing. I was a bit embarrassed. A small smile crept its way to my face. “I remember he said some intimate things to me. He was very close. He smelled incredible. He looked… um well one thing led to another and well you know the rest.” I said the last part hurriedly.

“I see. So he took advantage of you and your lust for him.”

“What?.. No I do not lust for him! I mean I do not fancy Draco Malfoy! That’s absurd.” I said turning my head sticking my nose in the air.

“Right. So what you are telling me is that you shagged him just for the hell of it.” Calvin said with a small knowing smile.

“I most certainly did not! I mean I… well… I oh what ever. You just wouldn’t understand.”

“No I believe I do. I just don’t think that you do my dear.” My face shot to his.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well think about it all these years, of fighting, hating, and the passion that flowed between the two of you. It was just a matter of time. There is after all just a thin tiny little line. If there was even a line that is.”

“What are you on about? Really I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I scoffed crossing my arms.

“Hey that’s a question you should really ask yourself. I think there’s more there than you know. So where is he now?” My face fell.

“I don’t know. I don’t even know if he’s… um… he said that he was to be… killed that next day. I haven’t heard a thing. Not so much as a word about or from him since that night.”

“Oh Hermione I am so sorry. Well… I … don’t know quite what to say… if you need anything I’m here.”

“I know. That’s why I confided in you. Even before my family, Ginny, and the rest. It’s not like Draco Malfoy and I are, were in love or anything.” I said. The last part made his brow rise.

“Hmmm… yes well regardless, you will be a single parent. No father to help. Not that you’d need it between you and your family and friends. Me included of course.” My eyes almost shot out of my head.

“Oh my… my child will be a…” I leaned forward in horror whispering the last part. “A love child.” I couldn’t bring myself to call my beloved child a bastard: it would be an insult.

“Yes, so what? Loads of women now-a-days have children on their own.”

“Yes but me, Hermione Granger, can not have a love child. If I were someone else no one would care much. But I have enough dirt and press. I don’t need this to make me the center of yet another scandal. If I wasn’t head girl, dubbed ‘the smartest witch of my age’, Harry Potter’s best friend, and a muggleborn know-it-all goodie-two-shoes it wouldn’t be that big of a deal. So yes Calvin, it’s not something that will go over well. Everyone will want to know whom the father is and what will I do then? Oh Calvin what will I do?” I said as I fell against the soft couch.

“Well, I’m not sure. Yes that does seem to pose a dilemma. Do you regret it?”

“Actually, no surprisingly. Not about my child, not about anything. Why? Why is that?” Why indeed.

“Well that is behind you now. It’s what you are going to do from here on out that matters. What is your plan?”

“I am not sure. I need to tell my friends and parents. I just don’t know when. I’ve wanted to tell Ginny so many times. I almost did on a few occasions, but I think I want to wait until they are all together, I’ll tell my parents separately of course. One thing is for sure, no teachers or any other students must find out.”

“You have my word and me as your confident.” He said holding his hand out. I slipped mine into his and he squeezed it. “It’s going to be alright, really it is. Trust me.” We shared a smile.

“I do, thanks.” I definitely felt better.

“So do you have everything you need? You know for your pregnancy?”

“Yes when I left the school to attend business I found a potion that gives you all the nutrition you and your baby needs up until they are done nursing. I didn’t have confirmation of my pregnancy at that time but I wanted to be safe and prepared. Oh and I forgot to tell you, he also left me everything that was in the Malfoy name. That is really why I left that weekend, I had business to take care of.” Calvin’s jaw hit the floor.

“Everything?!”

“Yes, everything. His mother had her own money so when his father died that night before it went to him. He signed it all over to me earlier the day he came for me.”

“Why would he do that? It’s strange you know.”

“Yes, I don’t understand it much either, there was no guarantee that I’d go through with his request.”

“And what a last request it was. I bet it shocked you.”

“Everything that night shocked me. Everything…” I said biting my lip as I looked out the window.

Later that night I got ready for bed. Before I slipped on my nightdress I looked at my stomach. It was still flat. It was hard to imagine that there currently was a small child growing in there and would soon show. That unnerved me a little. It would be difficult for me to hide the soon to be bump. Perhaps I would have to use concealing charms and other means to hide it. I couldn’t let anyone find out, not until I was finished with school. I couldn’t risk losing my head girl status. I probably would. Seeing how I was an example and had obligations to remain as such to the rest of the student body. That was my duty. It would be harder for me to protect them and help if I wasn’t head girl. I couldn’t bear to lose it either. I had worked so hard for it. I had a feeling that even if I didn’t work as hard as I did I still would have gotten it. I was considerably higher than the rest of my classmates in marks, over all anyway. McGonagall wouldn’t want to take it away though she’d have to with the uproar it would cause. However if I were to be caught that is just something I will have to deal and live with. My child comes first now. I made the decision to do the act, now I will accept the consequences. It’s not like it’s some horrible punishment. It’s not. It’s a beautiful life that I made and will love until my dying day and beyond.

I slipped on my nightdress and walked over to my bed. I looked at my pillow for a moment then picked it up. I walked back over to the mirror, paused, and then pushed the pillow under my nightdress resting it on my abdomen. I held it there by putting my hand right under it and tucking the material of my gown in. I moved side-to-side checking my faux belly out.

“So this is what I will look like.” I said aloud.

After a few minutes of that I returned the pillow back to its rightful spot on my bed. I climbed onto the bed and pulled the covers up over myself. It took me a bit to fall asleep but I finally managed it.

Draco slipped into my room and climbed into my bed waking me with a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he slipped his hands under the material of my nightgown. He rubbed my belly then pulled me up to my knees. He tugged my gown over my head discarding it on the floor. The room began to spin and Draco’s figure was lost in the haze of my dizziness. It felt like I’d never stop spinning, then it picked up even faster. I closed my eyes and I was surprised to not feel all that dizzy. Finally it stopped. I opened my eyes to realize I was looking down onto the grounds and the lake from very high up in the castle. I was in the astronomy tower. I remembered I was naked and looked down at myself only to discover I was fully clothed. I was in my school uniform, excluding my cloak. I heard talking behind me and I turned to see whom it was. Draco was standing in the middle of the room, wearing his former Slytherin robes. He smiled and put his hood up. It had a pointed top. I only knew of two cloaks that looked like that. Neither was good.

His shadowed face started to change… he was forming into someone else. Soon the face of Voldemort stared at me with a crazed grin. He moved closer to me as I kept moving back finally hitting the edge of the astronomy tower semi wall. Voldemort pressed forward finally reaching me. I tried to scream but no noise came out. He just laughed at me as he pushed me over the edge, sending me to my death. I fell what felt like forever when I became engulfed in blackness. I landed in a sea of black silk, waves crashed at my sides as I slid around. I was in a giant death eater cloak bouncing about. Finally it seemed I had reached the end and someone pulled me to my feet. Draco looked back at me and pulled me closer to him. He backed away from me and a small-cloaked figure came up to his side and held their hand out for mine. I reached out for it. Before I had the chance to take the tiny hand Draco started to laugh. It was so high pitched I had to put my hands over my ears. Then everything became silent. I looked at him then the small figure. Other figures started to emerge, coming out of the air and chanting. Soon Draco joined in. I tried to reach for the small figure once again. I was once again distracted by Draco grabbing my arm pulling me toward him as the group of what was obvious to me to be death eaters circled us. Before I had the chance to scream a flash of bright green blinded me and I heard Draco howl…

I shot straight up in my bed breathing rigidly. I clenched the covers as I looked around to find myself alone. It was only a dream, a horrible dream, but a dream just the same. I’d never awakened drenched in sweat before. I felt my throat rubbing my clammy fingers across them. I wiped them on my comforter to rid of the wet sticky sweat.

Still breathing hard I reached over to my nightstand to grab my wand. I pointed it to the clean glass that sat on the nightstand along with my wand. I said a spell to fill it with water. I sat my wand back down and brought the glass shakily towards my lips. The cool water filled my mouth and cooled my body as it slipped down my throat. I pulled it away and sat it back down taking a deep breath. I pulled my covers up more, clenching them to my chest. I rubbed my hand across my cheek taking another deep breath. I lay back down grabbing my teddy bear that I’d had since I was basically born. I pulled Beau Bear close rubbing my face on him and inhaling the familiar comforting smell. He always made things better. I closed my eyes trying to think of nice things, unicorns, flowers, and books.

A little over a week had passed since the nightmare. I didn’t really understand it but I didn’t understand most of my dreams. It seemed that it was basically made up of things that happened filled in with strangeness.

It was late and I had long since returned from my rounds with Calvin. Soon after we arrived he took off to attend his usual Friday night activities, whatever those were.

I hadn’t been able to sleep and decided to try and read to pass the time. Before I knew it Calvin sauntered into the room. Flopping onto the spot next to me on the sofa. I looked over at him and he smiled in return. I rolled my eyes at him.

“I brought something for you.” He said holding out a box. I studied it slowly as I hesitantly reached for it. I grabbed and opened it. “It’s Mississippi mud pie.” He slurred. I looked at it strangely as I’d never heard of it. “My father went to the states on business and went to a restaurant that had this there. Well not ‘this’ but another one, whatever anyway, so he got re-ci-pe for it and brought it home. It’s my favorite. Mum sent it to me. Try…its gooood.” He continued slurring some more. I picked up one of the precut squares and paused.

“I’m not going to get into your current state by having one of these am I?” I asked.

“Oh no. This was caused by other things.” He laughed. I raised my brow at him then brought the square to my mouth and took a bite.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

“This is sooo good. It’s like a brownie with a layer of marshmallow on top of it and then a layer of fudgey like frosting. This is heavenly.” I moaned out. “Your dad found this on a business trip?”

“Isn’t it? Yes he did. When my mother first tasted it she said that she remembered why she married a muggle. They always tease each other like that. Every one in my family loves ‘em.”

“How many siblings do you have?”

“I have one older sister and two older brothers, my sister being the eldest of us all. I’m the baby.”

“I’m an only child. It must be nice to have someone to be there for you all the time.”

“Yeah it has its advantages. But I was always the one they took care of. I didn’t have anyone to protect, well not until now anyway.” He said as he put him arm around me giving me a slight squeeze. I only smiled up at him for my mouth was full with chocolaty marshmallowy goodness. He moved away a bit falling backwards laying against the side. “So when are you going to see your friends?”

“Next weekend. I’ll be gone until Sunday.” I took another delicious bite.

“So is Miss Ginny Weasley with anyone?” I swallowed my desert.

“Why?” I asked curiously.

“I think she’s brilliant. And since you are taken… I was just wondering.” He said with a wink.

“Oh I see. Well technically no she’s not and neither am I.” I replied. I tried to think of a way to explain her situation.

“Right.” He said wiggling his brows. I rolled my eyes at him again. “But…” He continued for me.

“But, she’s still hung up on Harry.” I finished.

“Oh. So what is going on between her and Harry?”

“That’s a hard question that even they would like an answer to. They still love each other. You can see it.”

“Then what’s the problem? Why not just get back together, it’s not like they had a bad fight or anything, well prior to their break up anyway.”

“Harry just doesn’t want to make her a target. He also feels like if something would happen to him it would be less painful for her, as if that would make a difference.”

“Right. That’s one of the dumbest things I have ever heard. So I suppose they both have to off themselves then.”

“Ewww, What?!”

“You know, they can’t do it with each other so they…”

“Please stop. I don’t need the mental image thank you.”

“There’s nothing wrong with it Hermione, most people do it.” It was true even I do, well did, I haven’t since before… Well it had been a while and I just didn’t feel comfortable to do it.

“Yes, but I don’t want to hear about them doing it.”

“So you admit that you do?”

“What? I did not!”

“What’s the problem? You just agreed that there was nothing wrong with it. So have you got yourself any toys yet?” My mouth fell open.

“You, Calvin McDurmany, are a horrible drunk!”

“Hey, now… well you do have a point… I am rather pissed. But you love me.” He said as he started to dose off.

“Hmmm, well you should get to bed before you completely pass out, don’t look to me to levitate you to your bed. Although, it would serve you right to stay here all night.” I said.

“Alright.” He said, eyes still closed.

“Calvin?” But the only response I received was faint snoring.

I stared at him for a moment and exhaled. I stood up and pulled out my wand.

“I am so thankful for magic. Lifting your heavy bum would be quite difficult.” I flicked my wand and lifted him. Calvin’s sleeping form floated through the air as I moved him towards his room. I played with the thought of putting him into the shower and turning on the cold water. But that wouldn’t be very nice, although… no no.

I put him into bed and shut his door. I went back to my place on the couch and continued to read.

The next week flew by rather quickly and I went to see Madam Pomfrey. I had to. I really needed to see someone medical. She promised to keep my secret; oddly she didn’t press any for me to tell anyone. It seemed that she understood and respected my decision to remain quiet until school was over. Madam Pomfrey informed me that, according to the calculation methods for pregnancy, I was now almost nine weeks along. Strange how that stuff worked out. I kept telling her that it was impossible for me to be that far, it was only seven weeks prior if that. But she had said it’s based off the woman’s last period that determined the pregnancy term at first. She also said that things might change after she checked the baby’s measurements and all that good stuff. How silly, I thought. Well she was the professional so I would just have to take her word for it.

Well it was now Friday evening and I was getting ready to leave for the weekend. I still hadn’t heard a word on Draco.

As I was about to leave, Calvin gave me a hug and wished me luck. I was going to need it.

When I arrived number twelve Grimmauld place Kreacher took my things, most rudely at that. He yanked them from my hands and took them to my usual room grumbling as he popped out of site. I couldn’t help suppress a laugh. Harry was really making him pay for what he had done to Sirius. I felt bad for other enslaved House elves but I felt little compassion for him.

“Hermione, there you are.” Ginny said as she came into the room. “Everyone’s in the kitchen.”

I followed her into the room. I strangely have never felt so disconnected with them in my life. It was strange. I felt scared and uncomfortable. I knew why I felt that way. I was about to tell my best friends I was pregnant with one of their biggest enemy’s child.

I tried to eat, but the lump in my throat wouldn’t go away. I felt as if I’d throw up. I really needed to tell them, just to get it over with. Yelling and anger I would just have to deal with but this feeling was becoming unbearable.

After dinner I got the three of them alone in the library. No one suspected anything; we always went off on our own.

“Hermione? Are you alright?” Ron asked as he sat in the chair across from the sofa I was sitting in. Ginny sat next to me as Harry sat in the chair next to Ron.

“Yeah Hermione you’ve been rather distant since you got here. Is everything alright?” Harry added. I looked at them and took a deep nervous breath. This was much harder than telling Calvin.

“I have something to tell all of you.” I said my voice wavering.

“Hermione whatever it is it’s okay. Just tell us.” Ginny reasoned. I momentarily closed my eyes trying to gain my composure.

“No, no it isn’t. It’s hard for me to say I’m afraid all of you will hate me and stop being my friends.”

“Oh please Hermione it can’t be that bad.” Ron cut in.

“You have no idea.” I said sadly.

“Well just tell us so we know, so we can help you.” Harry said. I breathed in so deeply I thought my lungs would explode. I let it out slowly. They just watched waiting for me to continue.

So I did. I told them everything… well almost everything. I told them how I felt then, now, and how scared I was about everything. After I was done Harry and Ginny just stared at me, shocked. Ron wouldn’t even look my way. He seemed hurt, I could feel it.

Ginny was the first to move. She wrapped her arms around me. I started to cry a little. It was mostly relief.

“It’s alright Hermione, it’s alright we don’t hate you. Incredibly shocked and confused, but we’ll work through it right Harry?” Ginny asked looking over at him.

“Yeah, tell me though, why? I just don’t get it, its Draco Malfoy. He… he was responsible for the schools attack and he tried to kill Dumbledore.” Harry asked. Ron finally spoke.

“He’s responsible for the condition my brother is in. And you gave yourself to him, Hermione. You let him use you and your body. How could you do that?” He calmly laced disappointment into every word. I expected him to yell, to scream at me but this was much worse. He stood up. I stood up too. Following him to the center of the room.

“I don’t know. It’s hard to explain. I… I … don’t know.” That was all I could say. What could I say? He turned to look at me.

“Well I don’t know either Hermione. Enlighten me. He was so horrible to us for so long. He is responsible for so much. You always do this with him, always. He never does wrong with you. You refuse to believe it. When he does you are too blind to see it. But you disliked him just as much as we do. That’s what I don’t get. He tried to kill Dumbledore. He brought on the attack that could have damaged so much more than it did. You shagged him. You’re carrying his child, Draco bloody Malfoy’s child Hermione.” He paused and looked down at my stomach. He ran his hand through his red hair. “Hermione. How could you do this to me, to… us? I just can’t right now, I just can’t.” I didn’t even have an opportunity to answer. He left the room.

I felt Harry’s hand on my shoulder as more silent tears flowed heavily down my cheeks.

“He just needs time.” Harry said comfortingly.

“I have been giving him almost seven years of time.” I said quietly. He brought me into a hug holding me tightly to him.

“I know.” He said knowingly. I felt Ginny rub my hair and opened my eyes to see her looking at Harry. She then moved her eyes to mine. We connected knowing how the other felt.

This was going to be a long weekend…

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Thank you to those who let me know about the grammatical errors, it bothers me to no end how I mess up all the your, you’re and their, there, and they’re I do that stuff all the time. I know what they mean and I have no idea why I do that. Typo’s get passed me as well and it seems the 10,000 + words got passed my beta as well in the first chapter they send their (lol) apologies. It drives me mad. So thank you, also when you do find those please tell me where they are if you can recall that is, so I am able to correct it. Thanks!

To the one who asked if I had another story on another site, i do it is on ffnet and hpffcom. Under the same penname. Thanks i am glad you enjoyed it!

To the anon (anonymous) person and Caro: I hope I can explain about the ovulation situation. I put that part in there because I felt it was needed. I myself wasn’t sure if I should have kept it. I asked my beta about it and they felt I should keep it (they know what is in the next few chapters and what I want to do with the rest of the story) it’s needed to show how desperate he was, it shows how far someone would go to get what they desperately want. She also needed to hear it because it showed her that. It was a much-needed part. It helped his situation no matter how creepy it came across as. Yeah I could have used a spell for it but it would have been to easy and wouldn’t have the same effect that I wanted to get across. And with the preg test in the first chapter I also wanted to show she still is connected to her muggle heritage, it’s just one way to find out, besides coming up with something original for a preg test was hard to come up with so with that part, that was the easy way out lol. I didn’t take these reviews the wrong way at all! It’s not that I don’t want criticism I just didn’t want it on the first chapter. I am done with it I don’t want to deal with that part anymore so I felt that it was a waste of breath and a review for someone to point out things that didn’t matter to me. Also for the part where she said yes to get pregnant with his child, well she really didn’t. At least that wasn’t what she meant; she was sort of wrapped up into the moment. She said yes to let him in, in what you’ll find out later. She didn’t say no, but she’s not sure if she would have said yes, but she does not regret it. Any of it and she just has to figure out why that is. When it comes down to it would I think that Hermione would really do this, for me I wouldn’t think so but then JK has had her do things that have shocked me a little. Again showing no one knows the characters better lol. But ah the joys of Fan fiction. Hermione did think he lost his mind. So yes I had to make things the way they were to fit the story and I really need it to stay that way or else everything else may not make sense. That’s the reason I didn’t want any negative reviews about it. This is in the realm of human behavior magical or non, believe what you will, people can be odd. As I said before I have no problems with criticism it is after all a writers best medicine I just don’t want to go back over chapter one, it was a nightmare. So yes everyone always has room to learn and grow! My friends would laugh if they read that part cause I always say that myself lol. Thank you so much and I just wanted to say that I didn’t get hurt and felt that it was harsh. It was far from. I am glad you like it. Thanks!