Chapter 8

Hermione Granger layed on her boyfriend's bed of six months staring at the ceiling.

"Mione it's no big deal…"

"No, Ron it's….well, we can't have a home coming because plans didn't go very well so now it's the end of the year ball."

"Yeah, so?"

"Ron….it's in two weeks….so is Graduation. Hold on I feel sick!"

"What do you mean?" Ron asked as Hermione ran into the bathroom.

When Hermione finally reappeared from the bathroom, she announced, "Ron I think I could be pregnant also."

"What? But we only did it once in the past month or so."

"I know but….we can't be sure until…."

"We have t/o see Madam Prompfrey don't we?"

Hermione just nodded.

"Ok, then we will, Mione, don't worry. We'll finish our plans for the end of the year ball and if you are pregnant then I'll stand by you one hundred percent of the way."

"Oh, Ron!" Hermione yelled as she hugged him.

"Why hello dears what seems t/o be the problem?" Madam Prompfrey asked.

"Well, Madam Prompfrey, I think I might be….pregnant."

"Well, then, let me ask you a few questions."

"Ok."

"When was the last time you had sexual intercourse?"

"A month exactly."

"Have you been feeling sick in the mornings and tired all day?"

"Yes."

"Have you missed your period?"

"Yes, I've been waiting for two months."

"And who did you have sexual intercourse with?"

"Ronald Weasley." Hermione said motioning next t/o her towards Ron.

"Well, then Ms. Granger, you are indeed pregnant. I'll need t/o notify Professor Dumbledore and each of your parents." Madam Prompfrey said as she summoned them.

I know short but I had nothing else t/o think of quite yet. R&R.