Chapter 22

Hermione's POV

   Ginny storms out of the classroom and I watch the back of her head until I can't see it no more. Ron hates me, Draco hates me and now Ginny hates me. At least I have Harry but now I feel even worse. It has finally sunken in. This is the first time that I have actually said it. That I have actually said that I am pregnant. I hate it. I am not really hungry but I know I have to eat something so I head down to the great hall anyway. After a few minutes Ron and Harry come and sit besides me Harry smiles at me but Ron tries to look anywhere but at me.

"Don't worry he'll get over it" Harry whispers to me.

"I know" I whisper back. 

"I hope. "

     The day goes by in a blur and before I know it, it is quarter to 11 and I am walking to the room of requirment. I walk in silence thinking, just thinking. I know what Draco has to do and it worries me. If Dumbledor did die no where would be safe. My father would be in charge and he would turn my baby into a deatheater, or torure it to death. I can't let that happen. I am their mother and I am suposed to protect her. Her. The word forms in my head without me knowing. It is a girl. I don't know how but I do know. She is a girl. Without even noticing I am walking back and forth along the wall and a door is materalizing in front of my eyes. I walk in and see him standing there, his back to me muttering spells to a black cabinate. I see him stiffen as he hears my footsteps. "What do you want?" He asks, his voice dry and rough, as if he hasn't used it in a while. "Listen Draco, we need to talk" I say slowly walking up to him. "What happened? Did your boyfriend break up with you? If he did I'll kill him. " I laugh softly. "No, no... It's ...well ...first I want to say I'm sorry. " he turns around and I let out a small gasp of suprise. He looks sick. Deathly sick. His face is chalk white and his eyes were red ans sunken. You could see his jaw line more clear. He lost weight. Alot.  I havn't looked at him properly in weeks and I never expected this. "What?" He asks in a whisper. "I said I'm sorry for over reacting on you and I know that it was hard keeping a secret. I know that you deserve someone good for you and even if that someone is Parkinson, go ahead. I'm sorry" I say and he looks me in the eye this time."I'm sorry I just want things to go back to the way they were, us being best friends nothing more than that, but ai know they can't" I whisper and he gives me a hug. "It's okay" he whispers. After a few seconds he pulls back and looks me in the eye "There's another reason you came isn't there?" He asks and I feel my face fall.

I look down at my feet again and nod. "Yes" I whisper. "Whats wrong" he asks putting a hand on my shoulder. "I..... Made a mistake" I whisper still looking down at my feet. "I can fix it. What kind of mistake?" He asks still holding his hand to my shoulder. "No you can't. No one can unless I ......aborted" he looks up at me shocked and I lift my head. "Aborted?" He whispers. "You mean...... Your pregnant?" I nod. His face goes from shocked to angry. "Well then. Just perfect. Now thats just what we need with the rest of this bullshit going on. " he shouts at me. "Whas weong with you?" I say wipping my tears. "Whats wrong with me? Whats wrong with you? You alway find the perfect times to get in the way don't you. Not that you care. Nor does potter. He dosn't give a damn either. And that child will end up just like him. Arogant and stupid. Not giving a damn about others or thining that maybe, just maybe it's not their fault. That they didn't ask for the life they have. Just like you!" He shouts. I am taken aback. He hardly ever shouts. Expecially at me. "Draco I..." But he interupts me. "Don't act like you care" he says and before I begin to take in what happen he leaves the room. I don't understand. What is the matter with him. He is never like this. Then it hits me. He thinks that the baby is Harry's