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Bad Romance	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14480 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling or make any money from this story. I do not own the song 'Bad Romance' by Lady Gaga or make money from its use.

Chapter List
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Author's Note:
From here on out, all major events may not follow the chronological order of the book. Also, in order to keep things realistic with Hermione's 'situation' events have been moved around to make the end of the school year May instead of June.
Big thanks again to the lovely Nari-Chan! I got your review just as I was halfway through writing this chapter and made me smile! It also made me uber sad that I have no real Cinnabons, with the tasty jizz icing. XD
Also, a thank you to the talented eclectic_pet!!!
The next chapter is the big moment I have been building up to. It is going to be the 'point of no return'. I am so beyond excited! I promise a huge shock! I doubt anyone could guess what's going to happen next, if you do, you get an extra special brownie fudge sundae!
Thanks to absolutely EVERYONE who has taken time to read my story! I appreciate every single one of you! If you have any suggestions or scenes you think would add some extra awesome to the story I'm all ears!
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"Happy Christmas, Hermione!" Ginny yelled jumping on Hermione's bed. "Get out of bed, sleepy head! Mum refuses to start handing out gifts until you're down stairs."
"Okay, okay." Hermione grumbled pushing Ginny away. "Give me a few minutes, for Merlin's sake. You're worse than Ron."
Ginny stuck her tongue out and bounded out of the room. Hermione rolled onto her back staring at the ceiling. "That had to be the worst nightmare ever." She thought to herself. It had to be a nightmare. Snape hadn't been at Grimmauld Place at all over the holidays. "Finding out I'm pregnant, from Snape? Definitely a nightmare." She laughed finally getting herself up from the bed. She pulled an old oversized tee shirt over her tank top and made her way out into the hall. She rounded the corner that led to the stairs just in time to see Snape's cape billow behind him as he descended them.
"No.." She whispered. Hermione doubled back sprinting into her room and grabbing her charmed bottomless beaded bag. "Please no... Please please please no..." She panted as she frantically searched through the bag tossing items over her shoulder as she went. A scream echoed through the room, down the hall, and into the first floor foyer. In her hands were the papers Snape had conjured for her the night before. Harry burst into her room, eyes wild.
"What's wrong?!" He asked hurrying to kneel beside her on the floor.
She shoved the paperwork back into her bag with shaky hands. "I... I... thought that... I saw a... spider." She stammered looking down at the floor. Harry shook his head smiling. "C'mon, let's get downstairs."
He helped Hermione off the floor, grabbing her hand, and leading her down stairs to the celebration. She put on her best 'happy face' and sat on the floor next to Ginny as Molly began handing out gifts.
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Everyone was so excited for Arthur's return home that no one noticed when Hermione fell back and slipped away. She casually walked into the nearest ladies room and secured herself in an empty stall. It would be a few hours before Arthur Weasely would actually be discharged. She was lucky that another witch had cancelled her appointment in the Witching Ward for noon. She pulled out a compact and her wand charming her facial features to look different. Conjuring a simple wedding band, she slipped it on her finger before making one last pass with her wand changing her clothes. She tucked her wand and compact away, unlocking the stall door, and glancing at herself in the mirror over the sinks.
She had charmed herself to look slightly older, with golden blonde hair, and light green eyes. She was dressed smartly in a black pencil skirt, pink ruffled blouse, and a black blazer. The woman staring back at her looked like she had just come from a very important business meeting. Satisfied with her handy-work she left the bathroom and made her way out the door to the Witching Ward.
Thankfully, the papers Snape had sent her with carried every scrap of information the Ward needed. Even though he had been less than pleasant the night before, she made a mental note to thank him. The waiting room was full of expecting witches pouring over animated magazines on prenatal care. Hermione crossed her legs bouncing her foot nervously. How was she supposed to tell the healers she wanted to terminate without feeling guilty? Was she supposed to just come right out and ask without a prelude? Would she ever tell Draco? Would he be hurt if he knew?
She was broken out of her reverie as a kindly middle aged witch in bright periwinkle robes called her back to an exam room. The room felt nothing like a muggle doctors office. There was no harsh chemical smells from disinfectant or blinding fluorescent light. The lights were muted and a soft raised cot sat against the farthest wall. Animated pictures of newborns and happy expectant mothers covered the walls. She took a seat on the cot gazing nervously at the chipper witch in front of her.
"My name is Celest and I will be your medi witch today." She said stretching out her hand.
"Her.... Francesca DeLoon." Hermione stammered shaking the witch's hand.
"What brings you here today Mrs. DeLoon?"
Hermione twirled her hair nervously looking down at the impeccable hardwood floor. "I think I may be pregnant." Celest rubbed Hermione's shoulder before giving it a squeeze.
"Don't fret, my dear. Let's just start with the basics. Last menstrual cycle?" The witch asked in a sweet voice.
"I... Uh... Don't remember." Hermione replied nervously.
Celest smiled urging Hermione to lean back on the cot. "No worries sweetheart. You look like quite the busy woman. Do you have any children?" She asked gently lifting Hermione's blouse up exposing her stomach.
"No." She replied with a weak smile.
Celest flicked her wand making a screen appear in front of them. She then laid her wand on Hermione's tummy moving it around like a muggle ultrasound technician would when performing a sonogram.
"This isn't necessary. I just wanted to have..." She stopped mid-sentence as she saw a tiny baby come into view on the screen. It looked almost skeletal with bony little fingers clenched into fists slowly wiggling around. She let out a tiny gasp as it turned its head towards her. The face, while still a bit alien, had already started developing features that were very familiar. She squinted her eyes trying to figure out exactly what it was. Draco's face popped into her mind. "That nose..." She breathed
"Looks like your husband's?" Celest asked eagerly using her free hand to take measurements on the screen.
Hermione nodded. "She's beautiful."
"You mean he." Celest said beaming.
All thought of her prior plan was gone. Looking at the squirming baby on the screen she couldn't help but smile as the love she felt for him washed over her. "I'm going to be a mom."
"To a handsome little guy." The kind witch added, removing her wand from hermione's stomach and tapping the screen closed. Hermione threw her arms around the short soft witch and cried with a big smile on her face.
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Hermione bustled out of the Ward still staring at the picture of her unborn son that Celeste had given her smiling. As terrified as she was about how she would tell Draco, she couldn't help but be excited. She was halfway back to the central St Mungo's building when a set of long pale fingers plucked the photo from her hands.
"Due date is June 13th. I guess that puts you around 4 months." Snape drawled stepping in front of her.
She looked down at her pink blouse and pencil skirt. She had yet to remove the charms on her appearance. "Excuse me?" She asked doing her best to look confused.
"You could have, at the very least, charmed that rats nest you call hair into something less offensive, Miss Granger."
She snatched the photo from his hand shoving it into her bag. "What are you doing here?" She hissed glaring at him.
"Mr Weasley was released a half hour ago. I volunteered to go find you before someone else did." He crossed his arms staring down at her. "A simple 'Thank you' would suffice." He growled.
Hermione was taken aback by Snape's 'kind' gesture. "Thanks." She mumbled. The night before he had been cold and uncaring. He had made her feel like she was the most vile creature he had ever seen. Maybe this was his way to make amends. They walked in silence to the door of St Mungo's.
"Change and be in Grimmauld place within the hour." Snape said looking straight ahead. "As far as the Weasley's and Potter are concerned, you ran into that dunderhead Lockhart and lost track of time."
Hermione nodded mumbling another thanks. "You will be responsible for telling Draco." He tossed over his shoulder disappearing with a crack.
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A heavy snowfall greeted the trio when they returned to Hogwarts. Hermione had never been so happy to see snow and ice in her life. Since she had her pregnancy confirmed a few days before, she felt as if her belly was growing bigger by the second and had become partial to layering her clothing to help hide it. Eventually, the school would find out. To her displeasure, there were no charms, spells, or potions that were safe to use in an attempt to hide it. Even a shrinking charm could hinder the baby's growth.
The three entered the Great Hall a little later than they had originally planned. Hermione's eyes swept over the Slytherin table to see that Draco wasn't there. Part of her was worried and the other relieved since she had not figured out exactly how she was going to tell him. Snape had given her a couple weeks worth of potion to help with the morning sickness and of course, a few snide comments about how 'insufferably asinine' she was.
Draco was still missing by the end of that first day back. Hermione tried to keep her senses about herself, but was failing miserably. Ginny had been a little more tentative with her than normal.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked sitting down on Hermione's bed next to her. It was early and most of their housemates were still downstairs catching up.
"Nothing. I'm just exhausted with everything that happened over the holiday." She replied. It wasn't a total lie, but it wasn't the whole truth.
Ginny gave her a quick hug standing up. "It's been hard on all of us. Get some rest, and we'll talk later." She was convinced that something else was going on that Hermione wasn't telling her. She would let her sleep on it and question her later.
Hermione watched until Ginny disappeared down the stairs before pulling the animated photo of her son from under her pillow. She laid back staring at the little wiggling baby, rubbing her slightly distended tummy. "I love you." She whispered dozing off.
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