Weremouse

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Chapter 41:

“As if that’s likely,” Draco whispered as they came to Hermione’s partitioned area.

Harry pulled back the curtain to find Hermione leaning hunched over theedgeof the bed, her feet on the ground spread wide and her arms lying flat stretched out on the bed. Ron sat whimpering, covering his privates with his hands, in a chair next to the bed.

“Hey, ‘Mione. How is it going?” Harry said rubbing her lower back, where he knew it would help the most. She almost purred. “You know, it’s really not that bad. The pain, I mean. And, once it’s over you’ll have a cute little baby and it’ll all be worth it.”

Hermione, going through another contraction snarled, “Oh, what do you know. You’re a guy. You’ve never gone through this.”

Harry waited until the contraction was over, before saying, “Well, actually ‘mione, I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” He paused and glanced at Draco, not even looking at Ron. Draco nodded imperceptibly. “Well, I’ve, uh, I’ve been a weremouse since second year, or, uh, rather the summer right before. But, because…” Harry proceeded to explain to Ron and Hermione exactly what had been happening to him in the past few years including the truth about the potions accident, at which Hermione had the grace to look embarrassed about her part in the accident. He told them about how he had finally been able to let go of wearing a glamour all the time, but bemoaned the fact that he was a female in his mouse form. He then transformed into his small-mouse form to prove it to his two best friends.

After he had turned back, Ron and Hermione asked Harry and Draco about what it was like to be weremice. All of a sudden, Hermione’s eyes widened. “HARRY! That mouse was you!”

“Yes. I know. And I meant it when I said the mice didn’t notice anything you two were doing,” Harry squeaked, blushing furiously. Draco hugged Harry to him tightly.

“Yeah, we really didn’t,” he cleared his throat, “We were a little preoccupied ourselves.”

Ron looked confused, “With what?” Once all three looked askance at him, said, “Oh….OHHH! But Harry, how could you…With the ferret?”

“Well, it was easy, actually. It was all hormones, but afterwards, we discovered our feelings for each other,” Harry said.

Draco, after Harry didn’t say anything else, hugged him again and said, “Yes, but there’s something else. As you know, Harry’s a female as a mouse and what happened that night…well, it turns out, female weremice are fertile on the full moon, and well,” he spread his hands, “Well…we’re parents now.”

“What!?” the two said, almost yelling.

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A/N: Ain't I a stinker for leaving it here.... I'll post more later. Hope you liked this chapter, even if it was short. ^.^~