Hi there. I realise that I haven't updated in so very long. I have many excuses which I bet you don't want to hear, but mainly it was writer's block. So sorry about that.

The lyric from last time was You can't be too careful anymore, with all that is waiting foryou and that is from the song Careful (paramore)

Chapter Five

"I still can't believe you're going out with Malfoy." Ron said again, his face in his hands and his orange hair all tousled from where he had ran his hands through it. He laughed a little to himself before looking up at his two best friends. "It's gonna take me a while to get used to it, okay?"

"Yeah, right. Okay. Um, Hermione, can Ron and I have a little time to talk? Please?" Harry gave her a little smile before nodding at Ginny to take Hermione away. "We won't be long."

Ginny led her away from her bedroom where they had been talking and down to the common room. Hermione had decided against telling the boys about her pregnancy but she knew she wouldn't be able to keep it from Ginny. And so, before she even had to ask, Hermione said, "Ginny, I'm pregnant."

"Come again?" The youngest Weasley turned her head so quickly that her hair fanned out behind her, creating a horizontal halo of sorts. When Hermione repeated herself, Ginny rapidly sat down on the nearest couch, almost missing the cushion and landing on the floor. Almost.

"It just sort of … happened." Hermione sat down next to Ginny and wrung her hands in her lap. She could feel the sweat starting to spread in her palms and wiped them on her skirt.

"Things like a pregnancy don't just happen, Hermione."

"I know. I … he … we just forgot." She grimaced as she said it and wouldn't meet Ginny's eyes.

"You just forgot? You? Hermione Granger forgot? It must have been some seriously good sex." Ginny grinned at Hermione and the brunette gave a small smile in return.

"Oh, it was."

"All things Holy and Good, Hermione! I did not need to know that! Especially about Malfoy!" Her grin held as she said it and she shoved a little at Hermione. "Was he better than Ron?"

"Definitely! And I thought you didn't want to know?"

"I don't! But I do. Oh, I don't know what I want!" Ginny laughed and hugged Hermione to her. She felt a little something soaking through the shoulder of her school shirt and only then noticed that Hermione was not shaking from laughter. "Oh, Hermione," She said as she rubbed the brunette's back. "It'll be alright."

"Is everything alright?" A familiar male voice said as he sat down on the other side of Hermione.

"How'd you get in?" Hermione asked as she pulled her face off Ginny's shoulder. She rubbed at her already red eyes and gave another small smile.

"I never left. I just … hid." He returned her smile.

"You, Draco Malfoy, hid?" Ginny's voice was so full of disbelief that she as almost sarcastic. She stood up from the couch and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I guess…?" Malfoy pushed a hand through his white-blond hair and wrapped his arms around Hermione. "Are we good?" He gave Ginny a pointed look and rested his head on the top of his girlfriend's.

"No."

"Why not?" Malfoy didn't only look confused, he sounded it too. He stood up from the couch, leaving Hermione by herself.

"You got her bloody pregnant!" It wasn't Ginny's voice but another Weasley's. The one standing in the doorway. The one with such a heated and angry look on his face that it could melt butter.

"I did no such-" He cut himself off and then looked sheepishly at Hermione. "Yeah, I guess I kinda did." He laughed a little at the floor, his hands coming up to rub at his face.

"Do you think that this is some kind of laughing matter? Do you think that you can go and get my girlfriend pregnant and then giggle about it? What is wrong with you?" Ron all but launched himself at Draco, his arms coming up to grab his throat as he moved towards the Slytherin.

Then Hermione was there. Slapping him. Slapping him so hard that it almost broke the skin. "What was that for?"

"How dare you call me that!" Her voice was little more than a whisper. Her eyes were a mass of cold fury, burning ice. An impossible thing. "How dare you call me yours." She advanced. "How dare you lay a claim to me that you never had. That you never will have." She turned from him. "That I never gave."

"You are mine, Hermione."

And that was when Draco punched him. There, in front of the entire Gryffindor house. They all stared at him, and at the Weasley on the floor, holding his jaw in one hand as he pushed himself off the ground with the other.

"Draco." Hermione gasped, both hands coming to rest just above her abdomen. The anger in her eyes went from a blazing fire to a smouldering ember. "Why would you do that?"

"Didn't you hear what he called you? I couldn't let him do that. I just …" He was almost pleading. "Hermione, please."

"Merlin, why are guys such dicks?" She mumbled as she stumbled from the room, her hand over her mouth. Ginny soon followed.

Her hand clasped the slick porcelain and freckled hands pulled back her hair. She retched and her body flung forwards.

"Oh, Hermione." Ginny handed her a piece of toilet paper and pulled her frizzy hair out of her face. She rubbed tenderly at the back of her friend's neck, massaging the skin until the body rattling shakes had subsided and Hermione was once again still.

"Can't I just meet a guy, who isn't ruled by ego?" She said as she turned to face Ginny, her hands ran down her face and she wiped her mouth with the toilet paper.

"I hate to break it to you Hermione but those guys are mostly gay." She smiled a small smile and rubbed Hermione's back. "I hate to see your heart break, but I've been there before."

"When, Ginny? When have you been pregnant, then have your current boyfriend punch your former boyfriend because Former laid a claim on you." Her tone was harsh and Ginny was a little taken aback.

"Well, I have been pining after Harry for seven years and it took him six of those seven to finally realise."

"Shit, Gin. I'm sorry for sounding like that. I just… Merlin, this situation is just really horrible." A stray tear ran down the curve of her cheek and she looked up at the ceiling, hoping that gravity would force the sob back down her throat.

"I know. Sorry." Ginny hugged her best friend to her and smiled against the crown of her head, just like Draco had done earlier. Thinking of that, Ginny moved her head out of the way and just held Hermione, until the soft crying turned into wracking sobs and then finally the brunette fell asleep.

I hope you liked that. Eleviel