Anyone But Me

Chapter Twenty-Six

Hermione stood there nibbling her lip as she waited for Madam Pomfrey to return with what she needed. She had been daft the night before, too caught up in what was happening for her own good. Neither had thought to cast a Conception Charm, which could lead to dire consequences. Which she wasn't willing to chance even though she was due for her period in a week. Her ovulation peek should have come and gone the week before but...

It was not worth the risk.

So she had swallowed any embarrassment and asked the Healer for a potion on her way to breakfast the next morning. After waking late in Draco's arms she had been in a rush all morning. She'd had to sneak back into her dorm, take a shower, make herself presentable, gather her books for the day and make it to the Infirmary. All in the time that she usually allotted for just the shower. She still needed to actually get the potion (and the three month supply of Conception Control) that she had asked for, grab a quick breakfast and check her Ancient Runes translations one more time before her first class started.

As she waited impatiently for the older witch she thought back to how she had been woken by soft kisses along her shoulder and an erection poking at her bum. When she had asked the time he had not gotten the romp he had been expecting. Instead she had jumped up with a rushed, "So sorry. Have to get ready!". She quickly found all of her clothes, dressed and then raced from the room. The whole time he had been grumbling about how she could take one morning off.

Went to show he might not know her as well as he thought he did...

She had never missed a class unless otherwise incapacitated, like when she had been petrified in Second Year. (There wasn't much she could do about being a living statue...) And she had no plans to start now. No matter how tempting he was when teasing her with his need for a morning session. An education was much more important than satisfying their uncontrollable hormones.

"Ah yes! Here you go Miss Granger." The woman said, interrupting her thoughts. She handed her the small vial of dark beige liquid before continuing. "Bottoms up. You should not feel any ill effects, if you do you should come back immediately so I can check you over."

"I can do that." Hermione assured her, taking the potion and quickly gulping it down. There was a bitter aftertaste but no unusual feelings to be worried about.

She gave the empty vial back to Pomfrey, who set it aside before grabbing another three vials from her pocket. She handed them over while explaining that she needed to take the first dose exactly 24 hours from now and should take the rest at the same time each month. It seemed simple enough and much easier than an unplanned pregnancy. Especially one with a boy from one of the most notorious Blood Purist families...

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey. I appreciate it." Hermione told her, truly grateful for the time the Healer had taken to help her. The woman was a Gods' send to the students of Hogwarts. She treated them without asking unneeded questions and never pried for information. All that she wanted to do was make sure they were all in top physical and mental health during their time there. Sometimes they made it tough on her but she took every injury and sickness in stride. Sending them off to Mungo's with no hesitation if it was too much for her capable hands.

"Anytime Dear. Now go get some food into that stomach. You look famished." The older witch told her with a gentle pat on the side of her arm. She gave Hermione a cheerful smile before she turned and went about her business inside of her office.

Carefully, she slid the vials into her bag, making sure they were safely in the cushioned pocket that she kept her quills and left. She didn't have time to dilly dally, she needed to hurry if she wanted anything to eat until lunch.