Hermione's Little Secret
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
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39
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60,637
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425
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2
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Visiting Madame Pomfrey!
Hermione stared at Madame Pomfrey incredulously. “You’re joking, right?”
“No, Miss Granger. You’re about three months along. You hadn’t realized you’d missed so many menstrual cycles?” the old, plump medi-witch said not unkindly.
“I’m not usually regular anyway. I’ve not experienced any morning sickness, though.”
“Some women never do, dearie. You’re just entering your second trimester and you’ll probably start showing soon. It’s a good thing you came in for your yearly check-up, or else you’d probably have gone a month more before noticing the weight gain.”
Hermione sat back down on the cot with a thump. She’d come in as scheduled, having gotten upset with Malfoy for leaving her roses for Valentine’s Day, angry that he was still pursuing her even though she’d tried to tell him it had been a momentary insanity. She’d thrown the vase at him, shattering it against the wall over his head and left the suite, determined to return to Gryffindor Tower that night with or without the permission of the Headmistress.
“But it was one time. A-and I hadn’t planned on it. I don’t even like him!”
“You liked him well enough. And one time is all it takes. Obviously, you hadn’t planned. And neither did he!” Pomfrey snapped at the girl, then softened when she noticed Hermione Granger starting to cry, something she’d not seen even when one of her two best friends was in the infirmary unconscious or damaged. “It’s alright. I’m sure everything will work out fine. It’s a shock, definitely. I remember when I found out I was pregnant. I was married and had been trying to get in the family way and was still in a state once I found out."
“Oh, what is my mum going to say? And my father!”
“Well, Mr. Weasley can stand with you like he should.”
“I’ve never been with Ron. We’re not even dating, haven’t dated since this past summer.”
Pomfrey blinked in surprise.
“Oh.”
“And it’s no one’s business but my own. It wasn’t planned and we’re not ever going to be together. I’ll do this alone. I’m sure my bestfriends will support me when I tell them. But this must remain a secret until after graduation, Madame.” Hermione was thinking about the consequences should Malfoy discover her pregnancy. He’d probably insist on an abortion, since she was only a Mudblood, not even a half-blood like some Slytherins.
“No one but the staff will know. It’ll be kept within the confines of the teacher’s lounge, dear. Professor Snape will need to know, since some of the seventh year potions are quite potent and dangerous to breeding women.”
Hermione nodded, having already figured that much out. “Has this happened a lot here?”
“It happens a fair bit. Not every year mind you, but every couple of years. One year, we had five pregnancies to hide. Then we discovered that some student had put a fertility potion in the food of the girls he had been with. Professor Dippet was livid of course.” Both women laughed, Hermione’s laugh a little brittle as she realized that she was going to be a mother in six short months. It didn’t seem like enough time to read up on pregnancy and childbirth and how to take care of an infant and---...
“Oh, my God, I’m pregnant!” She dropped her head between her head and took deep breaths, trying to stop the lightheadedness from overtaking her. The older witch patted her shoulder consolingly.
“You’ll be fine, Miss Granger. I’ll tell Professor MacGonagall right now and she can decide when she wishes to tell the staff members who need to know.”
“Thank you, Madame. May I return to my room? I’d like to lie down for a bit.” Hermione looked sick, covering her stomach as she came to terms with the truth of her pending motherhood. A child of lust that she just knew would look like its father.
A/N~~Ok, the secret's not that big of one....for us, but poor Draco lol, I almost, almost feel sad for him. This story's been written for a while, so I'm adding chapters as I edit them, but I'm not giving up on 'Unwanted'!...so much to write, so little time :-)! Thanks for the reviews. They are very much appreciated.
Marti
“No, Miss Granger. You’re about three months along. You hadn’t realized you’d missed so many menstrual cycles?” the old, plump medi-witch said not unkindly.
“I’m not usually regular anyway. I’ve not experienced any morning sickness, though.”
“Some women never do, dearie. You’re just entering your second trimester and you’ll probably start showing soon. It’s a good thing you came in for your yearly check-up, or else you’d probably have gone a month more before noticing the weight gain.”
Hermione sat back down on the cot with a thump. She’d come in as scheduled, having gotten upset with Malfoy for leaving her roses for Valentine’s Day, angry that he was still pursuing her even though she’d tried to tell him it had been a momentary insanity. She’d thrown the vase at him, shattering it against the wall over his head and left the suite, determined to return to Gryffindor Tower that night with or without the permission of the Headmistress.
“But it was one time. A-and I hadn’t planned on it. I don’t even like him!”
“You liked him well enough. And one time is all it takes. Obviously, you hadn’t planned. And neither did he!” Pomfrey snapped at the girl, then softened when she noticed Hermione Granger starting to cry, something she’d not seen even when one of her two best friends was in the infirmary unconscious or damaged. “It’s alright. I’m sure everything will work out fine. It’s a shock, definitely. I remember when I found out I was pregnant. I was married and had been trying to get in the family way and was still in a state once I found out."
“Oh, what is my mum going to say? And my father!”
“Well, Mr. Weasley can stand with you like he should.”
“I’ve never been with Ron. We’re not even dating, haven’t dated since this past summer.”
Pomfrey blinked in surprise.
“Oh.”
“And it’s no one’s business but my own. It wasn’t planned and we’re not ever going to be together. I’ll do this alone. I’m sure my bestfriends will support me when I tell them. But this must remain a secret until after graduation, Madame.” Hermione was thinking about the consequences should Malfoy discover her pregnancy. He’d probably insist on an abortion, since she was only a Mudblood, not even a half-blood like some Slytherins.
“No one but the staff will know. It’ll be kept within the confines of the teacher’s lounge, dear. Professor Snape will need to know, since some of the seventh year potions are quite potent and dangerous to breeding women.”
Hermione nodded, having already figured that much out. “Has this happened a lot here?”
“It happens a fair bit. Not every year mind you, but every couple of years. One year, we had five pregnancies to hide. Then we discovered that some student had put a fertility potion in the food of the girls he had been with. Professor Dippet was livid of course.” Both women laughed, Hermione’s laugh a little brittle as she realized that she was going to be a mother in six short months. It didn’t seem like enough time to read up on pregnancy and childbirth and how to take care of an infant and---...
“Oh, my God, I’m pregnant!” She dropped her head between her head and took deep breaths, trying to stop the lightheadedness from overtaking her. The older witch patted her shoulder consolingly.
“You’ll be fine, Miss Granger. I’ll tell Professor MacGonagall right now and she can decide when she wishes to tell the staff members who need to know.”
“Thank you, Madame. May I return to my room? I’d like to lie down for a bit.” Hermione looked sick, covering her stomach as she came to terms with the truth of her pending motherhood. A child of lust that she just knew would look like its father.
A/N~~Ok, the secret's not that big of one....for us, but poor Draco lol, I almost, almost feel sad for him. This story's been written for a while, so I'm adding chapters as I edit them, but I'm not giving up on 'Unwanted'!...so much to write, so little time :-)! Thanks for the reviews. They are very much appreciated.
Marti