The two girls sat on Hermione's bed, stunned.
Ginny broke the silence in a weary voice, "'Mione, what are you going to do?"
Hermione just sat there, tears no longer flowing, the marks stained her face. She felt empty and lost, like someone had thrown her into the middle of the ocean and told her to swim to shore.
"I have no fucking clue."
Ginny sighed, "That bastard. I'll kill him for this-"
Hermione laid a hand of her best friend's arm, "It's not his fault. We were drunk, he didn't know any better. I shouldn't have gone into that bar. I should've ran straight to my parents' house and cried while eating ice cream and the next morning get up for work. Instead I decided to get drunk and sleep with some old classmate who can barely stand me. And now he's gotten me pregnant, let me live in his house for a while, and doesn't even know he's the father."
Ginny sighed, "You know for sure that he's the father?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Let's just say that having sex with Draco was more memorable while I was drunk than ever having sex with Ron. Ron's been distant for a few months now, and morning sickness hasn't hit, so he's out of the running. And Draco's the most recent."
"Hermione, you know that I'm here for you, no matter what, right?" Ginny grabbed Hermione's hands in hers and gripped them tight.
Hermione smiled at Ginny and hugged her tight, "I need to go tell my parents."
Ginny nodded, pulling away, "Right. Do you want me to come with?"
Hermione nodded, "Always."
Draco was sitting in his office, trying his hardest to get his work done, but his mind continued to wander. He thought about different things, memories, Hermione, his mother, Hermione some more- Wait.
Draco sprung up straight in his chair, why the hell was he thinking about Hermione so much? He shook his head, nope. No. He might've had a slight crush on her in their hogwarts years, but not again. Draco was better than that... besides, she didn't like him back.
Draco about screamed when an owl landed on his desk, scaring him. "Blaise's owl?" Draco frowned, "I swear, if I have to go to one more bloody function-"
Draco about dropped the letter when he read the title of the card.
You're Invited To Blaise and Pansy's Wedding!
Draco sat there for a minute before opening the card. To be quite honest, he'd forgotten that they'd gotten engaged.
Draco,
Hey mate,
Remember in third year when we made bets on who was going to get married first? Well, unless you are secretly already married or get married in the next two weeks, then you get the 10 galleons. But as of right now, you'd better bring the money to the wedding.
You've probably found out by now that you're invited to our wedding, and I want you to be my best man. Even though we've already planned that since third year, just wanted to make it clear. Anyways, I'm rambling.
I want you to bring Granger.
Don't give me that look. I saw you that night of the banquet, you two have something, you're just too much of a chicken to admit it. Besides, you've had a crush on her since 1st year for Merlin's sake!
If you show up without Granger, I will personally apparate with you to wherever she is and drag her there myself.
Bring a good gift- Blaise (and Pansy I guess)
Draco shook his head at his childish best friend. How was I ever friends with this idiot? Draco thought.
Draco sighed, he had to go break the news to Hermione.
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