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It was a stormy Friday evening. Draco had gone to Quidditch practice and Hermione was on her own. Quite suddenly, Hermione felt a harsh kick. Then her whole middle area began to feel tight. Contractions?? It can't be.......not now! Hermione thought.

Before she could think she started yelling for anyone she thought may have been in the common room below.

"Ginny! Harry! Ron! Seamus! Pavarti! Dean!!!" She yelled. Eventually Seamus and Dean came to her rescue.

"Go get Draco!!" Seamus yelled to Ginny and Lavender. The two Gryiffindor girls ran out onto the Qudditch pitch. "Draco! Draco! Draco Malfoy!!" Ginny cupped her hands over her mouth for extra effect. Draco looked at them. "We think Hermione's going into labor" Ginny announced in a yell. Draco zoomed down and hopped off his broomstick. "We gotta go!" He said frantically. Z

The trio ran to the wing. "Hermione?!" Draco shouted.

Draco walked among the row of beds. "What's happening? Is every thing alright? Is the baby coming?! Are you okay Hermione?? I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you!" Draco was panicking. His immediately lost his cool ,calm and collective vibe. He felt bad for being at Quidditch while all this was happening.

"Its just practice contractions. For the real thing. Nothing too major." Pomfrey informed the frantic blond.

Hermioe winched. Practice contractions? Seem like the real deal to me. She thought. "Take a seat Mister Malfoy." Pomfrey offered. Draco nodded. Hermione held out her frail hand and Draco proudly took it in front of all these people. "I love you" Draco whispered into her ear. She lightly pecked his check, being careful not to leave a lip gloss stain.

"Well, well, well" A voice chuckled from behind. Everyone turned.

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CLIFFHANGER!!
Did you all think Hermione was in labour? Who is this new visitor? Are they good? Are they bad? Find out in the next chapter! ♡♡○ comment who you think it is.