The Granger Girls
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
9,073
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Granger Girls
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Harry Potter. All rights go to the talented J.K Rowling. I do not own the Gilmore Girls either, so please do not sue me.
Summary: A drunken one night stand with a friend leaves Hermione pregnant, which paves the way to a different future to the one she had in mind.
Authors Note: This story is a work in progress. It’s kind of going to be a mix between Harry Potter and the TV show ‘The Gilmore Girls’, only with Hermione in the role of Lorelei and her daughter in the role of Rory.
PROLOGUE
New Years Day, 1998.
It was finally over. The Final Battle was over and it had occurred a lot earlier than expected. A mere five months after the Ministry had finally acknowledged Voldemort’s return.
Overconfident in his power, Lord Voldemort had launched a full attack on Hogwarts, the day before Christmas break started. However, he and his Death Eaters had been met with a full army of light, thanks to spies in the Inner Circle.
After many of the Death Eaters had been taken out, Harry Potter and his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione had taken the Dark Lord himself down, stripping him of his powers and transfiguring him in a rock, which now sat in Professor Dumbledore’s office.
All the dead had been buried and remaining Death Eaters caught by Christmas Day and New Years was spent celebrating both beginning of a New Year and the beginning of a New Era.
The biggest party was held at Hogwarts, where the three war heroes were still 6th years. Ministry officials, aurors, other students and members of the Order were gathered. The alcohol was flowing and everyone was enjoying it and their new found joy.
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Hermione Granger gave a groan as she woke up to find the sunlight shining on her face, through a gap in the hangings surrounding her bed. God, what a night. She thought to herself. Last night she had let herself go, deciding to live life to the fullest for once, not worrying about the consequences. From what she could remember, before the seven shots of Firewhiskey kicked in, she had been having fun and dancing with everyone from Ron to Remus to Professor Dumbledore and Mr Weasley.
Hermione sat up and quickly found that to be a bad idea. The room started spinning and her head started throbbing. ‘When I finally get up, I’ll have to get some Hangover potion from Madame Pomfrey’ she thought to herself.
Suddenly she felt something brush against her leg as the section of blankets beside her moved. Hermione gave a scream. The person sharing her bed also started yelling as they sat up and Hermione came face to face with Draco Malfoy.
To the world Hermione and Draco were enemies. He was a pure-blooded bigot and she was a muggleborn know-it-all. However, the two had secretly been friends since 1st year. Though she would never admit it, Hermione was closer to Draco then she was to Harry and Ron, who seem to see her as nothing more than someone to do their homework. She had much more in common with Draco.
Now that Voldemort was gone, the pair’s friendship would be able to come out into the open, hopefully without too much trouble, as Lucius Malfoy had been a spy for the light alongside Professor Snape since the end of the first war. It had been Lucius who had encouraged Draco to keep his friendship with the muggleborn.
Since the Final Battle, Lucius had been cleared off all charges and given an Order of Merlin. Harry and Ron had found out about all that he and Draco, who had been spying on the Slytherin, had they done. They still didn’t like them, but they were slowly accepting the both of them.
“What are you doing in my bed?” Hermione shrieked at Draco, who was looking at her with the same shock she assumed was on her face.
“I don’t know.” He said.
“How did you get up the stairs? They won’t let boys up.” Hermione asked.
“I don’t know.” Draco repeated, still looking a little scared that he had found himself in his best friend’s bed.
Hermione suddenly frowned. She turned to Draco, still holding the blankets close to her. “Are you wearing clothes?” she asked him.
Draco felt around under the covers. “Yes.” He answered.
Hermione looked at him in disbelief. “Really?” she asked.
Draco frowned. “No!”
Hermione began breathing heavily. “Oh my god, you don’t think that we...?” she trailed off.
Draco swallowed. “Maybe we just fell asleep.” He said.
She gave him a look. “Without any clothes on.”
Draco shrugged. “It could happen.” He said, trailing off at the look she gave him. Her eyes suddenly widened.
“Oh my god.” She said, suddenly getting out of bed, taking the covers with her, as she peered out of the hangings into her dormitory. “Oh thank god, no one else is here.”
“Obviously.” Draco replied from behind her. “They would have come running from the commotion we made.”
Hermione nodded and turned around, to find Draco sprawled across the bed, buck naked. Hermione covered her eyes. “Oh come on Mia. It’s not like you’ve never seen it before.” He said.
After the Yule Ball in their 4th Year, Hermione and Draco had lost their virginities to each other. As good as the sex had been, they both agreed to stick to being friends. And Hermione reminded Draco of this fact.
“Your right.” He said, getting up to pull his pants on which were lying on the floor. Hermione went to her trunk, to find some clothes. Draco gave a laugh. “God, how much did we have to drink last night?”
Hermione smiled. “I have no idea. I lost count after seven shots.” She told him and Draco laughed again, pulling the rest of his clothes.
“What time is it?” he asked.
Hermione glanced at the clock on her beside table. “Almost 7.”
“I guess I better sneak out while everyone’s still passed out.” Draco said and Hermione nodded. He came around the bed and gave Hermione a peck on the cheek. “See you later Mia.”
“See ya.” Hermione replied, before Draco slipped between the curtains and out of the dormitory.
Hermione sighed and headed towards the bathroom to shower. The two had made an unspoken agreement not to talk about what had happened between them. It would only complicate the friendship to try and make sense of a drunken one night stand. This way there would be no consequences to worry about.
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A/N: So what did you think? Should I continue?
Summary: A drunken one night stand with a friend leaves Hermione pregnant, which paves the way to a different future to the one she had in mind.
Authors Note: This story is a work in progress. It’s kind of going to be a mix between Harry Potter and the TV show ‘The Gilmore Girls’, only with Hermione in the role of Lorelei and her daughter in the role of Rory.
PROLOGUE
New Years Day, 1998.
It was finally over. The Final Battle was over and it had occurred a lot earlier than expected. A mere five months after the Ministry had finally acknowledged Voldemort’s return.
Overconfident in his power, Lord Voldemort had launched a full attack on Hogwarts, the day before Christmas break started. However, he and his Death Eaters had been met with a full army of light, thanks to spies in the Inner Circle.
After many of the Death Eaters had been taken out, Harry Potter and his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione had taken the Dark Lord himself down, stripping him of his powers and transfiguring him in a rock, which now sat in Professor Dumbledore’s office.
All the dead had been buried and remaining Death Eaters caught by Christmas Day and New Years was spent celebrating both beginning of a New Year and the beginning of a New Era.
The biggest party was held at Hogwarts, where the three war heroes were still 6th years. Ministry officials, aurors, other students and members of the Order were gathered. The alcohol was flowing and everyone was enjoying it and their new found joy.
***************
Hermione Granger gave a groan as she woke up to find the sunlight shining on her face, through a gap in the hangings surrounding her bed. God, what a night. She thought to herself. Last night she had let herself go, deciding to live life to the fullest for once, not worrying about the consequences. From what she could remember, before the seven shots of Firewhiskey kicked in, she had been having fun and dancing with everyone from Ron to Remus to Professor Dumbledore and Mr Weasley.
Hermione sat up and quickly found that to be a bad idea. The room started spinning and her head started throbbing. ‘When I finally get up, I’ll have to get some Hangover potion from Madame Pomfrey’ she thought to herself.
Suddenly she felt something brush against her leg as the section of blankets beside her moved. Hermione gave a scream. The person sharing her bed also started yelling as they sat up and Hermione came face to face with Draco Malfoy.
To the world Hermione and Draco were enemies. He was a pure-blooded bigot and she was a muggleborn know-it-all. However, the two had secretly been friends since 1st year. Though she would never admit it, Hermione was closer to Draco then she was to Harry and Ron, who seem to see her as nothing more than someone to do their homework. She had much more in common with Draco.
Now that Voldemort was gone, the pair’s friendship would be able to come out into the open, hopefully without too much trouble, as Lucius Malfoy had been a spy for the light alongside Professor Snape since the end of the first war. It had been Lucius who had encouraged Draco to keep his friendship with the muggleborn.
Since the Final Battle, Lucius had been cleared off all charges and given an Order of Merlin. Harry and Ron had found out about all that he and Draco, who had been spying on the Slytherin, had they done. They still didn’t like them, but they were slowly accepting the both of them.
“What are you doing in my bed?” Hermione shrieked at Draco, who was looking at her with the same shock she assumed was on her face.
“I don’t know.” He said.
“How did you get up the stairs? They won’t let boys up.” Hermione asked.
“I don’t know.” Draco repeated, still looking a little scared that he had found himself in his best friend’s bed.
Hermione suddenly frowned. She turned to Draco, still holding the blankets close to her. “Are you wearing clothes?” she asked him.
Draco felt around under the covers. “Yes.” He answered.
Hermione looked at him in disbelief. “Really?” she asked.
Draco frowned. “No!”
Hermione began breathing heavily. “Oh my god, you don’t think that we...?” she trailed off.
Draco swallowed. “Maybe we just fell asleep.” He said.
She gave him a look. “Without any clothes on.”
Draco shrugged. “It could happen.” He said, trailing off at the look she gave him. Her eyes suddenly widened.
“Oh my god.” She said, suddenly getting out of bed, taking the covers with her, as she peered out of the hangings into her dormitory. “Oh thank god, no one else is here.”
“Obviously.” Draco replied from behind her. “They would have come running from the commotion we made.”
Hermione nodded and turned around, to find Draco sprawled across the bed, buck naked. Hermione covered her eyes. “Oh come on Mia. It’s not like you’ve never seen it before.” He said.
After the Yule Ball in their 4th Year, Hermione and Draco had lost their virginities to each other. As good as the sex had been, they both agreed to stick to being friends. And Hermione reminded Draco of this fact.
“Your right.” He said, getting up to pull his pants on which were lying on the floor. Hermione went to her trunk, to find some clothes. Draco gave a laugh. “God, how much did we have to drink last night?”
Hermione smiled. “I have no idea. I lost count after seven shots.” She told him and Draco laughed again, pulling the rest of his clothes.
“What time is it?” he asked.
Hermione glanced at the clock on her beside table. “Almost 7.”
“I guess I better sneak out while everyone’s still passed out.” Draco said and Hermione nodded. He came around the bed and gave Hermione a peck on the cheek. “See you later Mia.”
“See ya.” Hermione replied, before Draco slipped between the curtains and out of the dormitory.
Hermione sighed and headed towards the bathroom to shower. The two had made an unspoken agreement not to talk about what had happened between them. It would only complicate the friendship to try and make sense of a drunken one night stand. This way there would be no consequences to worry about.
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A/N: So what did you think? Should I continue?