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Here is my second fic, which will be more than one chapter. I would like to thank everyone who reviewed my other fic (graduation night). It doesn't follow HBP, so there won't be any spoilers for those who haven't read it yet. I can honestly say that I'm shocked with the ending, but like so many others, I am convinced there was a good reason behind it.

Chapter 1

It was one in the morning and everyone at Grimmauld Place was asleep, except for one person. Hermione Granger had locked herself in the bathroom, and was currently sitting on the floor, with a book across her lap. She whispered a few words pointing her wand at her stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut and waited a few minutes,as the book instructed.

She let out a few shaky breaths, silently praying to anyone who was listening to take pity on her. She repeated the words from the book, 'White light is negative, blue is positive'. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked down at her stomach, only to close them tightly again. Quickly, she cast a silencing charm, barely stifling the strangled sobs. She brought her knees to her chest, buried her head into them and let out her grief.

The word 'pregnant' kept running through her mind. What was she going to do? She couldn't tell anyone, she would have to tell them who the father was and that was something she couldn't do. No, she would do something about it, alone. She stood up and steadied herself by grasping the sink. She filled it up with cold water and washed her face. She pulled out her wand and took off the silencing charm. She picked up the discarded book, unlocked the door and walked back to her room in a daze.

She walked in, closing the door quietly, not wanting to wake Ginny. She climbed into bed and fell into a fitful sleep, the blue glow still present.

She dreamt of him. She always did. No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to forget him. The dream was always the same. Their last encounter, theday he broke it off.

It was the last day at Hogwarts. The leaving feast was over and somepeople were very emotional. Hermione looked across the Gryffindor table to see Lavender Brown, who was crying uncontrollably, being comforted by her best friend, Parvati Patill. Hermione sighed. She would miss Hogwarts, who wouldn't? But she knew she would miss him more. She got up from the table and slipped out of the Great Hall, unnoticed by anyone. She had to see him before she left.

She made it to his rooms and went inside. She found him sitting in his chair by the fire, his back to her. She smiled and walked over to him. She slipped her arms around him and felt him tense immediately.

"It's ok, it's just me."

He shrugged her off and stood up, still not facing her. She didn't try to hide her hurt, or her confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"I think we're getting a bit too serious, love," he replied, still not looking at her.

"What?" Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"I don't want to be tied down, besides, you are young, you should be seeing different people. Experimenting."

"But I don't want to 'experiment' as you put it. I want you." She was relieved that he hadn't turned around, she wouldn't let him see her cry.

He sighed, "Hermione, I don't want you, ok? You were just a bit of fun, I never expected you to become so clingy. Just go."

Her grief was replaced by anger. Clingy? How dare he!

"Oh, so I was just a bit of fun was I? So was that really what you thought of me? Even when you went out of your way to help me and made sure Draco Malfoy didn't get to me again, you were just thinking 'well, we can't have Malfoy ruining my little toy now, can we?'"

He was still looking into the fire, but Hermione saw him tense slightly. He took a deep breath and replied, "Of course I was. You didn't really think that I could think someone like you was special, did you? After all, you are just an annoying know-it-all child."

Hermione just stared at his back, shocked at how cruel he was to her, especially so soon after the last night they spent together. Well, if he didn't want her anymore, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of begging.

"A child am I? Well you must feel so proud of yourself. Taking a child's virginity, you filthy old man! I can see that you haven't left your old ways, death eater, goodbye," she replied coldly. Without waiting for a response she turned around and ran out of the room, back to her friends.

Harry and Ron had held her while she cried, thinking she was sad to be leaving, unaware of the true reason. She never saw him after that.

Hermione woke up the next morning with an idea of what she was going to do. She walked to the bathroom, relieved that the blue glow had gone and looked at her reflection. It was decided. Today she would find a potion to get rid of the child that was hers and Severus Snapes.

Well what did you think? Should I continue? I know this wasn't very long, but I will make other chapters longer. Please leave a review and tell me what you think.