Title: Consequences of the wrong touch
Pairing: Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum, past Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley
Rating: R
Prompt: Song "Undo it" by Carrie Underwood (Lyrics)
Word Count: 474
Beta: tania_sings
Warnings: Hermione is an ass in my and my beta's opinion here.
Summary: Ron leaves Hermione. She accepts the comfort of a friend. She just doesn't realize the consequences of it all until it's too late.
A/N: Originally written for hp_humpdrabbles . Also gift for coffinkittie . She asked it on this meme. It's angsty. Doesn't mean I aagree with what the character did. =)

Consequences of the wrong touch

I stared at my coffee, trying to hold back the tears threatening to spill all over my flushed cheeks. Someone approached my side, grabbing my hand. I looked into his eyes. I couldn't turn my eyes away from his intense gaze.

Now it's all still as blurry as that day. I just remember his arms around me, comforting me as I cried. I explained in muffled sobs that Ron had left me, asking for 'some time'. Viktor was understanding and offered to take me to my apartment.

Stupid me, I should have known better. But I felt lonely. I was young and heartbroken. I still can't decipher when his friendly, comforting caress became a passionate and intimate touch.

The next memory I have is of his body over mine. His broad shoulders and muscled arms positioned on each side of my head as his lips devoured my nipples like they were a hungry animal's prey. I remember how his growing stubble hurt my fragile skin leaving red marks on it.

My sight gets foggy even to this day when I try to recall the events of that night. Actions that will haunt me all my life. I still get goosebumps as my body remembers the feeling of his cock thrusting into me, concealing an act I considered too intimate to share with anybody but the man that had my heart and never gave it back.

I felt dirty the minute I felt his come shoot inside of me. It wasn't until the very next morning that a new set of tears burst out in choking sobs. Though then it wasn't only from sadness at the possibility of losing my future with Ron, but from regret at what I did and fear of the consequences. Viktor hadn't used contraception. Only when my body stopped feeling numb did I realize his my mistake.

"I'm pregnant, Viktor."

"What? Impossible."

"Yes, possible. It's not yours. It's Ron's."

Lie. It was his. But I didn't want anything to do with him.

"But he left you."

I wanted to cry and slap him. I didn't. I stayed as composed as I could, though my voice quivered a bit.

"I don't care."

"I'll help you raise it. I'm willing to marry you and give you the family everybody is supposed to have, Hermione."

My baby is not a "it". My baby is a "he" but that was none of his business.

"No, Viktor. Please leave. I need you out of my life."

I needed to take him out of my life as fast as I could. Even if I couldn't erase him from my past, I would make sure he would never be part of my -or my baby's- future.

That night...if only I could take it back, I would undo it. I swear I would undo everything.