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"This is nice, a ladies's day out." Mrs. Weasley said while they (her, Hermione, and Tonks) wandered through the baby supplies story. Hermione's belly was getting larger overtime They were picking out the things Hermione would be needing. They were buying a clothes for the baby. It was a bit difficult for Hermione since she didn't want the clothes that had words written all over them, especially since she couldn't believe some of the things written on the clothes. One said something like 'Already a Boob Man' for baby boys while one for girls said 'I hate my thighs'. 

Hermione settled with the baby clothes that have animals ears and tails with the legs looking like paws or claws, especially the one that looked like a baby wolf. She thought Fenrir and Scabior would get a kick out of it. 

"Oh how about this?" Mrs. Weasley said, holding on a little headband with a few roses and ladybugs. Hermione was smiling as she tossed the few baby clothes in her cart. Just as Hermione was making her way to the counter, she suddenly felt herself become lightheaded.  Hermione pressed her hand against her forehead while she felt her legs start to buckle from underneath her. The last thing she could remember as she fell down was Molly and Tonks screaming her name. 


Hermione soon woke up to a bright light shining in her face. She raised her hands over her head to block the brightness from her eyes. Hermione groaned while she sat up in her hospital bed. It was difficult because she kept on of her hands on her stomach as she pushed herself up. She couldn't explain it, but she sensed something off and she didn't like it. 

"I see you are awake." Hermione shot her head up to see an older woman walking in with a tray of food, "You were shipped here when you fainted in the store. You're friends are outside waiting for you." 

"Where's here?" Hermione asked. 

"St. Mungo's." The woman answered while she set the tray down on the nightstand by Hermione's bed, "Now let's take a look at you. So how long have you been pregnant?" 

Hermione froze up while her eyes linger at her stomach. She didn't know what to say. She knew Fenrir didn't like St. Mungo's and she knew the wizarding world had a problem with werewolves. But she didn't exactly now how far she is in human pregnancy. She just knows, it's been a couple of weeks, which would make the woman wonder how could Hermione be this big already. 

"Um... I'm not entirely sure. I didn't know for a while." Hermione replied. 

"Oh that's okay. Understandable." the Healer told her. Just as the Healer was gently pressing her hands against Hermione's stomach, the door opened as another Healer, this time an older man, walked in. 

"Good morning, how are you?" he asked her. 

"I'm fine, right now." Hermione explained, "Do you know what had happened?" 

"We're not entirely sure, but it may be stress related. However, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about." the Healer mentioned. Hermione felt the other Healer to stiffened, curious at what he was talking about. 

"We took some blood work from you and we noticed something abnormal in your blood. The same abnormality we find in werewolves. Is there something you would like to tell us?" The Healer stated, causing the female Healer to back away from Hermione like he had said she had the a terrible disease or something of the sort. 

"Not really," Hermione told him. 

"Miss Granger, if you are carrying children with the werewolf disease or you yourself a werewolf, we must ask you to tell us. It's important for us to quickly abort them..." The Healer started when Hermione jolted up, nearly flinging her tray of food onto the floor. 

"Excuse me! Don't you dare come near my child! I'm leaving!" Hermione shouted as she removed her blanket and climbed out of the bed. She wobbled towards the door when she felt the two Healers grabbing hold of her. She began screaming for help, for anyone to come to her aid. 

"Miss Granger! We must insist you allow us to do what is right!" The Healer told her. Hermione shot him a glare. 

"What's right? Aborting my child without my consent is not right! I'm keeping my child!" Hermione screamed at them as she pulled against their grips. They kept their arms wrapped around her as they dragged her back to the bed. 

"It's a simple potion, Miss Granger! It will be completely painless!" The Healer insisted to her as he went to reach into a drawer. Before anyone could try anything, the door flung open to show Mrs. Weasley and Tonks marching in. 

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Mrs. Weasley screamed as Tonks came running and pulling the female Healer off Hermione. 

"Ladies, I must ask you two to leave! We must perform an emergency procedure to abort her child!" The Healer said. 

"Excuse me? Why? She doesn't want to abort her child!" Mrs. Weasley shouted at him. 

"It's not a matter of want or not want. She has a diseased child..." He started when Mrs. Weasley slapped him with her bag repeatedly. 

"Keep your hands off her! We're leaving! Tonks get Hermione out of here!" she stated while she repeatedly hitting the man. Tonks took hold of Hermione's hand and side, wand drawn, and helped her out of the room and away from those horrible people. 

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