Chapter 6.

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Sweat trickled down my forehead. Everyone was looking at her and was whispering under her breath. It was obvious what they were looking at; I'd be looking too, if I thought I could.

 "Harry?" Hermoinie whisper, putting a comforting hand on my arm, making my pull it away with shock. Any type of contact made me feel physically ill, and it was taking every ounce of self control in me to stay put.

 Hermoinie looked taken aback slightly, but didn't take offence. She knew that I was different, but aren't ask why. That baby was mine.

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A small cough came from Umbridge. I couldn't stand the sight of her, but I was a Malfoy; I held my head high.

I glanced over to were she was stood abducted Saenz that she was standing; her froggy eyes were looking at me.

"As some of you may have been observant enough to know." She began in her squeaky little voice that haunted my nightmares. "I am with child."

Mutters broke out around the great hall as she spoke. Everyone had beven talking about it for the past few days now, but I'd stayed well away from the topic. Somehow it isn't mine.

"I am around a month on, but don't worry children." She giggled. "You won't be loosing your headmistress anytime soon! I shall be having the baby at Hogwarts."

I don't know what she was expecting; a round of applause? I felt the world slipping away from me as I thought of were I was a month ago, and all I could remember was the scene in the office... with Umbridge...

"Mr Fudge, the Minster of Magic, will be arriving at Hogwarts a month early to assist me with my duties and do he can prepare for the birth of our child."

Laughter broke out from the other end of the table. My head snapped up from the my fork, which I had been staring at for some time now, to see Harry Potter walking out of the room in hysterics.

I narrowed my eyes. What's he so happy about?

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