The Prefect\'s Baby

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. JK Rowling owns everything and everybody in the Harry Potter Universe in which I am “playing” in.
A/N: thank you for the reviews-everyone.

“Stop laughing Theodore!” Hermione heard Draco snap. Hermione walked carefully over to their corner of the Restricted Section thanking Snape for it was Snape’s ability to persuade the Ministry into letting him teach controversial subjects that gave his NEWT students unrestricted access to the restricted section which in turn gave Hermione, Draco, and Theodore a place to meet when students were up and about in the hall. Theodore was still laughing when she got to their table.

“What’s going on?” Hermione asked placing her Charms and Transfigurations books on the table.

“Draco….Draco…Draco….” Theodore gasped between fits of laughter.

“Yes.” She rolled her eyes. Theodore wiped his eyes of tears and tossed a book that he and Draco had been pouring over in Hermione’s direction and exclaimed “Draco is going to grow boobs!”

“Oh.” Hermione blushed as she looked down at the photo of a very nude man with protruding breasts. She was sure she had read that before but seeing the picture was quiet different. “Well, right, anyway…. well….we called…really you ought to stop laughing Nott,” Hermione waited for Theodore to sober up before continuing. “Draco, look, we care about you...” Draco gave her an incredulously look, “Okay, well Theodore cares about you and…and I care about your baby and we just thought that it would be appropriate for us to tell you that…that youreallyshoudlbeeatingmore”

“What?”

“We conversed and agreed that you haven’t’ been eating properly, Draco.” Theodore explained.

“What I eat is none of your business.” Draco snapped.

“Draco, you want to keep your child healthy, don’t you?” Hermione said. She knew using her knowledge of Draco’s potion induced over protectiveness of his child was wrong but she also knew it might be the only way she’d get him to agree to eat more. She wasn’t positive why he ate so little but she had a feeling it had to do with how he had gotten pregnant. Something he still had to confide in her.

Draco sighed after a long moment and then reluctantly said, “Yes.”

“There is also another reason.” Hermione said carefully.

“Yes?”

She took a deep breath, she really hated to be the one to break it to him but….“You’re starting to show.”

Within a week Hermione and Theodore had a perfect plan to keep Draco safe and his secret unheard and at the same time not have to work together. Every morning and night Theodore would perform the concealment charm- the only thing they knew of to keep Draco from showing, Hermione would reapply the charm every afternoon except for Friday when Draco had a break time before lunch, and would have the house-elfs give her their meal plans a day ahead so that she could plan out healthy meals for Draco which Theodore would make sure he ate. Unfortunately the road never remains smooth for long and two weeks into ride they hit a bump, a big bump.


“Hey, mate what’s wrong?” Stephen Cornfoot asked. It was potions class and they were making a morning-after-vampire-bite potion; it didn’t always work but it lessened the chance the victim would become a true vamp.

“I just…I feel really sick.” Draco groaned.

“Oh. Maybe it’s the almond extract. Some people are allergic.”

“I’m not.” Draco muttered.

“It could be the combination of the sliver of Bezoar and wormwood, it is a rather interesting combination….i didn’t think…” Stephen gasped as he watched Draco’s eyes roll back and fall almost instantly into the arms of Hermione Granger.


“It’s an odd combination of ingredients we are using, Granger.” Hermione’s partner in crime told her. She was slicing a piece of a Bezoar -a rather nasty job.

“Yes” She agreed, “but I think it’s good prep….OH Gods.” Hermione clasped her hands to her mouth as she watch Theodore put in the wormwood.

“What?” Theodore frowned.

“Malfoy…” She whispered and span around just in time to see Draco swaying. Theodore’s eyes bulged wide with comprehension, “Bugger.”


That evening after a terrible day for he had fainted into the arms of Hermione Granger! Draco had to endure the likes of Pansy Parkinson come back from the dead, or something like that.

“Dray-co. I want to know what’s wrong.” She said.

“Nothing Pans.” Draco replied shortly.

“I know something is wrong.”

“Why don’t you go bother Theodore?” He sighed.

“He’s not here. Besides I’ve been meaning to talk to you. I know I haven’t been around much this year, but ” (‘thank merlin’), “But that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you or that I haven’t been paying attention. It’s been pretty tense around you boys, we’ve all noticed it, us girls, and I heard that you nearly fainted in Potions.” Pansy looked him up and down as best she could as he was sitting, “But I see you’ve stopped loosing weight.”

“Are you calling me fat?” Draco asked defensively.

“No, Never Dray-co!”

“Can you leave me alone now? I’ve got a lot of homework so I need to finish dinner quickly.”

“Alright.” Pansy said reluctantly, “But I will find out Draco Lucius Malfoy. You know I will.”

Yeah yeah, Draco thought. He looked up at the Gryffindor table where he knew Hermione was watching him. She smiled slightly and blushed as he made eye contact with her. If it wasn’t for her, and Theodore of course, he’d be completely lost.

Meanwhile up at the Head Table Dumbledore had just finished inquiring as to what happened in Potions. “There is something very odd going on with Mr. Malfoy. I’ve noticed it all year but until now I thought perhaps it was just the imprisonment of his father. I’d like you to find out Severus. ”

“Hm.” Snape grunted. He had a feeling he knew what it was that was ailing Draco Malfoy but he wouldn’t say anything until he had solid proof.
Two weeks after the potions incident there was yet another one…this time in charms. Pansy who had been paired with Malfoy nearly cast an ailment revealing charm on him which would have told the whole class that he was pregnant. Fortunately Theodore saw on time and was able to stand in the way and even more fortunate was that before Pansy could protest Hermione cast the Ailment Reveling Charm on Lavender Brown which reveled to the whole class that Lav had an infected tattoo on her left breast, was far-sighted and had Herpes.

That evening as Hermione, Theodore and Draco walked from the Restricted Section toward the dungeons Theodore joked about their luckiness in charms, “….but I got to give it to you Ganger, casting that charm on Lavender was the perfect touch.”

“Oh, well that was a complete accident. I was going to cast it on Neville…he has….bedwetting problems but I thought that might be a bit mean so…well I just aimed at the person next to him.” She shrugged.

“I wish I could see that infected tattoo.” Draco sighed fake dreamily.

“Yeah, although I’d rather wait until her Herpes cleared up.” Theo added.

“Theodore!” Hermione gasped. Draco and Theo laughed at her reaction.

“Do you want me to do the Rounds tonight, Dray?” Theo asked once they reached the first floor.

“Naw,” Draco said, “Hermione’s doing hers so I’ll just go with her.”

“Alright,” Theodore grinned and headed to Slytherin territory.


Draco couldn’t keep smiling even as he entered the ever risky Slytherin Common Room; he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face that is until he heard Blaise’s voice come out from the shadows. “Hello Drak-co.” He drawled.

“Go away Blaise I have nothing for you.” Draco said angry that Blaise had to go and ruin his mood.

“You have nothing for me? What about your child? I know that you didn’t really miscarry.” Blaise chuckled, “But don’t you worry, I’m not going to hurt you. The Dark Lord changed his mind. He has other plans for your baby.”

“I’m not going to let that creep lay a hand on…”

“Do you know who the father is?” Blaise cut him off.

”Fuck off…” Draco spat.

“If you want to know, you should ask Theodore.” Blaise replied silkily.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Draco asked suspiciously.

“I’m really not at liberty to say….Goodnight.”

As usual Draco and Theodore were the last ones in the Slytherin Common Room. “Ready for a reapplication of the concealment charm? Or are you going to tell me what happened between you and Granger last night” Theodore said cheerfully. He understood perfectly why Draco wanted to be alone with Hermione and it made him strangely happy. Draco deserved a good woman someone who was intelligent and would be able to understand him-even if she was a Mudblood.

“Theo, I need to talk to you.” Draco said sullenly. Theodore frowned. Maybe Hermione turned him down! He’d kill that Bit…“Blaise…”

“Blaise! Did he hurt you?” He would kill that bastard if he laid a finger on his Draco! Fucking Blaise had to ruin everything!

“No. Blaise…He said….Theodore, do you know who it was that raped me?”

“What? No. Of course not. Why would you believe something Blaise the Death Eater tells you?!” Theodore said with a shaky voice. Gods. This couldn’t be happening. Yes he knew but he had hoped he wouldn’t have to tell Draco…at least not until the baby was born. Theodore knew that Draco would be to emotional to take the news rationally….

“You know. Don’t you.”

“No.” Theo lied.

“Theodore!” Draco demanded.

“What you need to understand about that is…”

Draco held back a sob as he cried, “WHO WAS IT!?”

“It….it…” Theodore groaned, SHIT, FUCK, DAMN, “Okay…It…it was my father.”

A female voice screeched, “Oh Gods!” Theodore turned around in search of the voice. It was Granger.

“How did you get in here?!” Theodore screamed.

“That’s none of your business you filthy son of a Death Eater!” Granger stalked toward him.

“Don’t talk to me that way!” Theodore screamed but before he could do anything else he found himself sprawled on the ground.


“Fucking bastard!” Draco had pinned Nott to the ground before Hermione could stop him.

“Draco!” She shrieked, “Get off!”

“I don’t ever want you to inquire about my child or offer me any help ever again!” Draco cried.

”Come on Draco, come on, please, think of your baby,” Hermione said dragging Draco of Nott.


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