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Hey guys:)Sorry for the long week. Just started my first year or High School and I was busy trying to get everything straight, not to mention I've posted some more stories. Haha I wrote them during class in my notebook. I'm writing a Drarry with a darker Harry right now. Thanks for the reviews they mean so much to me so thanks;) Well on with the story, hope you approve and check out my other stories if you want.

Chapter Two

It had been a couple of weeks since that night and Hermione wasn't doing well at all. For the past few days she had been throwing up constantly at the slightest things. It was seriously starting to get on her nerves. Honestly, just that morning she had gone into the Great Hall and just one whiff of the breakfast bacon had sent her wheeling around in the opposite direction. And it wasn't just in the mornings either, sometimes she would be in a class and she would have to scramble to get out before she threw up on the professor. She had kept it from everyone so far because she was pretty sure she had a good idea of what it could be and she was scared of what would happen if she was right and they found out. But she had decided that it was the best for her to go to the Hospital Wing and to have Madame Pomfrey take a look at her, just to be safe. It turned out that her hunch was right.

"What? Really? Are you sure?" Hermione asked, a dull acceptance settling over her because she knew without hearing the medi-witch's answer that it was true.

"Yes, I am right. You are pregnant, may I ask who the father is?" Madame Pomfrey asked.

"Draco, he's my boyfriend. Please don't tell anyone. Nobody knows about us, I'm sure you can understand why. Do you have anything I can take for the Morning Sickness?" Hermione said, dazedly.

"Oh my. That is unexpected. And yes, of course I have something you can take. Here," She said as she handed Hermione a flask. "Take this now and you should be fine for the rest of the time you would experience the Morning Sickness. Well I would like you to come back here for at least once a month during the remainder of your pregnancy and for a week after just to make sure everything goes as it should. Assuming that you are going to see this through…"

"Of course I am! I would never think of getting rid of this baby." Hermione defended, her hands subconsciously covering her abdomen.

"That's what I thought. Well then I will be seeing you next month unless you decide to come sooner. May I advise you to tell Mr. Malfoy about this sooner than later." Madame Pomfrey said as she shooed Hermione out of the Hospital Wing.

As she left, her shock turned into excitement. 'This is so exciting! I can't wait to tell Draco, I hope he'll be alright. Even if he isn't I'll be alright because now I have this baby.'

Later that day Hermione was making her way to their meeting place, preparing herself for the challenge of telling Draco of the news. She got there and sat down and started fiddling with the corner of her tie. Not two minutes later Draco showed up, walking over to her and kissing her on the cheek as he sat down.

"What's up, love?" He asked, stroking her hair as he did so.

"Um, well, I haven't been feeling well for the past few days so I went to Madame Pomfrey and had her take a look at me to find out what was wrong. And she told me…" Hermione said, mumbling the last part.

"What? I didn't catch the last part." Draco asked confused.

"She said that I'm pregnant." Hermione squeaked.

Draco's face went blank, and stayed blank for some time. Hermione began worrying that he was paralyzed with anger. And just as she was about to apologize his face split into a huge grin and he grabbed her and pressed a hard, solid kiss on her surprised lips.

"This is amazing! We're going to be parents! This is fantastic!" He said enthusiastically.

"You really think so? You're not angry?" She asked uncertainly.

"Of course I'm serious. I couldn't possibly be angry about this. This is the best news I've received, ever. I love you and I wouldn't want this any other way." Draco said, smiling at Hermione to reassure her.

"What about the others?"

"Screw the others. We have each other and now this baby. Nothing else matters."

"I agree. What should we do though?" Hermione asked.

"Well we have a couple of options. We could tell them, we could hide it as long as possible and then tell them. Then again we could always wait the two months till the years over and we graduate. Then we could run away and never look back, we'd be legal and would only have to hope that they couldn't find us. We could get married, start a life. With no contradiction at all. Which one is the most appealing to you?" Draco asked, knowing full well which one his girlfriend would choose.

"Well obviously I'm going to choose the last one. Do you really want to marry me?" she asked, not believing what she heard.

"Of course I want to marry you. Only an idiot wouldn't want to marry a sexy, smart, funny, gorgeous, amazing girl like you." Draco said, love filling his grey eyes. "I'm happy you like that idea. Where should we go?"

"Maybe we could go somewhere foreign, like the U.S. or Canada." Hermione suggested excitedly.

"That is an excellent idea. I like the sound of the U.S. Maybe we could go to New York. Or Boston. Well I have plenty of money so it won't be a problem where ever we end up." Draco said happily, resting his cheek on the top of Hermione's head.

"Ok. The only one who knows about us is Madame Pomfrey and she won't tell anyone, though they might realize it when we both disappear. Either that or they'll think one of us has killed the other." Hermione laughed.

"Ok then. We can do this. I love you so much." Draco said, kissing the top of her head.

"I love you too, Dray."

AN: this chapter has been updated