Chapitre 32: part 32
The Weasley-Brown wedding ceremony was over and no one, could say it was done cheaply or badly. It was beautiful. Ron had pulled out all the stops to give Lavender the wedding of her dreams. Releasing doves, a beautiful castle where their ceremony and reception was held, a live band, everything, he did everything because he truly did love her. Students from the school had come, as well as teachers. Dumbledore was kind enough to give everyone (Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ginny, Blaise and Luna) who helped with the wedding and the newlyweds three more days off, so they would return to the school Wednesday evening.
Hermione was better today, she had been given the day relief potion by Narcissa and no more symptoms were seen but Hermione had her doubts. This was beyond a normal flu and she needed to find Ginny fast.
"Hey," Draco grabbed her at the reception when she came in after the bride and groom.
"Hey yourself," Hermione kissed him lightly. "Have you seen Ginny?"
"Aren't bridesmaids meant to enter together?"
"I know!" Hermione sighed. "Harry turned up and dragged Ginny away and..."
"It's eating time," Draco announced to her. The guests had begun eating. "Stop worrying about Ginny, she'll be back before the main course. We're needed at the head table."
Hermione nodded as Draco led her to the head table.
"You need to keep your strength up," he said as they sat down.
Hermione turned to Lavender, "How's it feel to be married?"
"Haven't experienced it much yet!" Lavender giggled. "Where's my other bridesmaid?"
Luna, who was the fourth bridesmaid turned to her, "Her and Harry are making out in the corner outside."
"What corner?" Draco intervened.
Hermione hit him playfully, "Their married, they have their own house, yet they need to run off and snog in a corner!"
"We are still young you know, just because we're married doesn't mean we're an old married couple!" Ginny's voice was heard behind them as she took her place.
Harry grinned as he sat down beside Ron.
"The best man should not disappear like that!" Ron warned. "Should have asked Draco to be best man then."
Draco looked at him, "Oh Merlin, Weasley said my name!"
"Oh Merlin," Ron looked as if he was going to faint.
The others all laughed at the two.
Hermione turned to Draco and kissed him softly, "You and Ron are so cute."
"Shut up woman!" Draco muttered.
Hermione laughed. Ron pouted a lot as did Draco, which everyone other than the two found extremely amusing. After the dinner was over it was customary for the bride and groom to dance.
"Feels like yesterday it was us," Draco whispered to Hermione as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him.
"Hmm," Hermione smiled.
He pulled her to the dance floor, where they moved to the music.
"Wanna find that corner?" Draco smirked.
Hermione giggled, "No!"
"Oi why not?"
"Because we have a perfectly good home to get too."
"Well let's apparate home and back, no one would know."
"Draco, is that all you think about?"
"Yes it is," Draco smiled, as he kissed her ear gently. "I have a present to give to you later."
"Ooo," Hermione smiled. "What kind of present?"
"Well I know you were disappointed that the cat ruined that letter before the handwriting test could establish who wrote it, so I want to give you something. I bought it ages ago but I wanted to wait till the write time, to give it to you."
"Draco, what is it?"
"Wait till tonight," Draco smirked.
"I hate surprises."
"No you don't. You hate to wait."
"Yea...true."
Draco smiled, "So did you talk to Ginny? You were looking for her desperately."
"It's girl stuff so I couldn't talk to her over lunch could I?"
"Go find her now then."
"We're dancing."
"We can dance after if you want."
Hermione kissed him tenderly before heading to the seating area. Ginny was sitting with her parents, talking to Molly.
"Sorry to interrupt but can I borrow Ginny?" Hermione asked.
"Of course," Molly smiled.
Ginny stood up, "What's wrong?"
"Bathroom now," Hermione told her.
The two entered the women's bathroom and locked the door securely.
"What is it?" Ginny demanded.
"Gin, you have to promise not to tell a soul what I'm going to tell you."
"Of course I won't!"
"Not even Harry."
"Ok, not even Harry," Ginny promised.
"I think I'm pregnant," Hermione blurted out.
Ginny's eyes widened in shock, "Shut up."
"No I do! I mean the sickness, tiredness, not to mention I'm late."
"No I mean," Ginny whispered. "I'm late too and I thought..."
Hermione sighed, "How can this be possible? We always used contraception spells before the law and...Why you shaking your head?"
"I talked to Percy," Ginny whispered. "The law for the contraception spells were passed on the day they published that article but contraception spells were stopped a week before."
Hermione paled, "The Ministry tricked everyone. They want kids as soon as possible."
"Yes," Ginny sighed. "So there is definitely a chance we are both pregnant. Most of Hogwarts is probably pregnant."
They stood in silence for a while.
"What do we do?" Ginny asked.
"Pregnancy spell," Hermione whispered.
"Those are complicated!"
"I know, but I learnt it," Hermione admitted. "See me and Lavender thought you were pregnant like a month ago, so I learnt it just incase you needed me."
"Oh," Ginny couldn't help but smile. "So how do we do this."
"Well, I point my wand at you and me and say the incantation. Then we have to wait about two minutes, if our wrists glow pink we're pregnant. Blue means not pregnant."
"Ok, shoot me," Ginny said.
Hermione rolled her eyes, pointing the wand at Ginny first and then at herself, "Gravida Expertus."
They stood back.
"Two minutes?" Ginny asked.
Hermione nodded, "Probably the longest two minutes ever."
"So...who else do you think is knocked up?"
"How am I meant to know Ginny?"
"Well I think Luna is, after you left she couldn't stop throwing up last night!"
"Maybe it's food poisoning."
"That's what they said to us," Ginny said.
"We might not be pregnant."
"We might be," Ginny said.
"Do you want to be?"
"I still have a year left at Hogwarts, I don't want to but..."
"If you are you will deal with it?" Hermione finished.
"Yes, won't you?"
"Of course I will, but it'll feel weird."
"Two minutes," Ginny declared.
She looked at her right wrist. Blue.
"Thank Merlin," Ginny whispered.
Hermione had lost more colour, she showed her wrist to Ginny. Pink.
"I'm...I'm pregnant," Hermione whispered.
"Oh Merlin, is it 100 accurate?"
"Of course it is!" Hermione snapped. "Oh sorry, Ginny...oh man. I'm pregnant!"
Ginny hugged her, "It'll take a while for it to sink in."
Hermione nodded, "You can't tell Draco. Not yet."
"I won't."
Hermione waited a few minutes, calming herself down before her and Ginny returned to the reception. She danced with Draco ago. He kept asking her if she was ok. She kept saying she was. Yet her mind wondered to the life inside her. She was pregnant. At 18. she was pregnant at 18. She was still in school.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Draco asked with concern.
"For the last time I am fine," Hermione replied.
Draco nodded as they took a seat.
"This castle is beautiful isn't it," Draco offered.
"Yes," Hermione replied.
"Ok, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Stop lying to me!"
Hermione stood up, "Leave me alone. I said I am fine!"
She got up and walked out of the reception room and into another room in the castle. She sighed. I am pregnant...
"Hermione," a voice whispered.
It was Ron.
"Is something wrong?" she asked him.
"Nothing's wrong Hermione," Ron smiled walking towards her.
"Ok?" Hermione was confused.
Then what happened next happened in a flash. Ron grabbed her and kissed her. Hermione fought him but he was so much stronger.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" Draco shouted, who had entered the room.
Ron pulled back, and...smirked.
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