Warning: A bit mature content. I'll put ***** at the start and end.

Ginny's POV:

"YEEE HAW!" My fiance yells, waking me up.

Groggily, I sit up and I slap him on the leg as he passes by, cackling as he falls to the floor.

"Darn woman! What was that for!?" He whines, rubbing his thigh.

I roll my eyes at his extremely childish behavior, I thought he was 'The Chosen One'! He was more like 'The Extremely Childish One'! "For waking me up in such a horrendous way!" I snap.

I compose myself and walk out of the bed. I was only wearing underwear, shorts, and a loose t-shirt, and I felt Harry's eyes on my back. "Don't be a hormonal teenager."

Harry laughs. "Of course not, love." He gets up and sneaks behind me as I pick out a lacy nude bra and white sweater. "Can't believe 'Mione, our sweet, innocent bookworm, is marrying the great, bouncing, white ferret."

I giggle and pull out a pair of shorts. "Marriage laws can be messy!"

Harry sighs and dramatically falls to the floor. "Marriage. Ugh." I turn around and glare at him warningly, but he doesn't notice. "I can't wait really, but I can't tell the difference between light lilac 1 and light lilac 2!"

I laugh. "That's because us girls have two X-chromosomes!"

I walk into the bathroom and feel slightly ripped off.

Hermione and Draco had the largest room! I mean, of course, Harry and I have the second largest and our whole dorm room had rather exquisite rooms, I still didn't think it was fair. I would use an extra two vanities more than she would!

Hermione, knowing this, always allowed us to store our things in her room. She was nice, and Draco really didn't care.

I brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, put on a little makeup and perfume, and walked down to the Great Hall with Harry. I bounce nervously, the mail should have been here now!

"All students except those affected by the marriage law, please go to your classes." McGonagall drawls.

I groan. Not another thing!

As the students shuffle out, I see Hermione's mind whirling. She looks like she's thinking about something-

"She's going to say something that has to do with the mail." Hermione concludes. I look up from my plate of pancakes, eggs, sausages, and grapes to look at her. "There's something in the mail she doesn't want us to see..."

I snort. "Yes. She doesn't want us to see Witch Weekly!"

Lavender laughs. "Hermione, I think you're overthinking."

She bit her lip. "I hope you're right."

"Students," McGonagall calls. "There is something we wish to tell you."

Hermione shoots us a look and leans into Draco. He looks extremely shocked, and we all giggle at his face. Hermione, realizing what she had done, flails around and falls out of her seat.

"There has been something...horrible." McGongagall continues. "The Wizengamot has decided that no contraceptive charm shall work from here on out, and no muggle contraception shall be permitted. You will be searched with a charm upon entering the school. That is all." She waved her hand and owls came flooding in.

One owl dropped a copy of The Prophet in front of me.

BABY, BOOM!

Recently, the Wizengamot has decided to eliminate the contraceptive charm to help with the process of pregnancy. Though those affected by the law have been given three years to become pregnant, or impregnify their partner, the Ministry has decided a little push is needed.

They noticed the large amount of contraceptive charms being used, and the amount of Muggle contraception being used going up recently. They have done away with this.

Turn to pages 7-8 for more information!

Rita Skeeter

I huff in annoyance. "Great! This means no action unless I want to be pregnant!"

I groan and flop into Harry's arms. He grins at me, teasingly. I playfully smack his shoulder and he kisses the top of my head.

Hermione shifts uncomfortably in her seat. "Well if it's really uh..." She starts to blush. "A...problem I can pay my aunt to..send...me...some?" With each word, her blush gets deeper and her voice gets higher.

Harry shady shakes his head. "Everybody is being searched, remember?"

Hermione nodded. "Except our mail. They can't check our mail, it's against the rules, against the law in fact. It's in a book I read-"

"Do it." Pansy suddenly seemed very interested in the conversation. "How much? I'll pay you back."

Hermione vigorously shook her head. "Consider it part of my wedding gift to you all." She started fanning her face with her hands. "Is it getting hot in here?" She looked around quickly.

Ron laughed. "Just you being an innocent bookworm, 'Mione."

She squeaked. "Yes, well I'm...heading to...class!" She picked up her books and ran out of the room.

I was about to say something, but Professor McGongagall walked over to us. "Where's Miss Granger? Oh, no matter. Girls, you are all to head to the hospital wing to be checked if you are pregnant."

I look around. Lavender and Luna look like they honestly couldn't care less, Pansy looks horrified, Astoria looks ladylike as ever, and I'm just panicking. Straight up P.A.N.I.C.K.I.N.G.
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Hermione's POV:

I rush out of the Great Hall and to the History of Magic classroom. I notice that nobody is there, so I sit down to start revising.

Professor Binns walks in and looks me over. "Please go to the hospital wing, Miss Granger, they will explain when you get there." He drawls, then floats over to his desk.

I give him a weird look before heading out of the classroom and up the stairs. 'Weird,' I think to myself. What could this possibly be for? Well...McGonagall did mention no contraception so...

No! I'm not pregnant! Fear washes over me, but when I see my friends there, I instantly feel relieved. I look around and see the hospital wing bustling with girls, all affected by the marriage law, and some other healers, healers from other hospitals I assume.

"Hey, 'Mione!" Ginny greets me.

I smile. "So...are we being tested for pregnancy?"

They all look shocked until Luna dreamily replies, "Every common room's girls have to be checked every month. Our time is the first Sunday of every month except today, we're just doing it right now so we can test how likely we are to become pregnant."

I nod. "Well that's bloody great!" I throw my hands up in the air, exasperated.

"Well, you aren't suggesting you'd..." Astoria wiggled her eyebrows. "With Draco, are you?" She teases.

I feel the heat rising to my cheeks and I quickly shake my head from side to side.

"Miss Hermione Granger?" A healer calls. I look up and see a young healer, probably in his early twenties. His name tag reads, 'Asher'. I follow him to a bed where he instructs me to lay down.

"I'm going to perform several charms, Miss Granger," Asher informs me. "Then I'll have you check you to make sure your ah..equipment shall we call it, is working." He pulls some new latex gloves on and pats around my belly. "I'm going to ask you several questions too, is that alright?"

"That's perfectly fine, Asher," I smile at him and lay my head down. I close my eyes, not wanting to feel the awkwardness of this situation.

He mutters a pregnancy charm, one that tests if I'm pregnant or not. I know this charm, actually. If my belly glows pink, I'm pregnant. If it doesn't glow at all or glows green, I'm not pregnant.

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"Alright, Miss Granger, have you been late for any of your cycles?" Asher puts one hand on each of my knees and pulls them apart, leaving me feeling vulnerable and open.

I let out a slight gasp and open my eyes, but manage to respond, "No, I haven't been late."

Asher gives me a tight smile. "Sorry, Miss Granger, we do this the muggle way."

I nod and relax again. "That's fine, I've done it before."

Asher runs a cool hand down my lower stomach. "Have you ever had sex?"

I blush a bit and wiggle. "Yes."

Asher nods and looks me in the eye. "Ready, Miss Granger?"

"Ready." I squeak.

Asher pulls my pants and underwear down, leaving me completely naked and vulnerable. Even though he's staring at my body, I know that he's being respectful.

"I apologize, Miss Granger, there's no other way to do this...yet." Asher runs his hands along my inner thighs. He pulls out several tools and pulls my legs a bit further apart. Cool air hits me, and I suddenly feel...weird...

"Have you been pregnant before?" He asks.

"No," I shake my head. "I used the contraceptive charm." My belly starts to glow a soft green and I smile. Not pregnant!

Asher gives me a small nod. He delicately pulls up my undergarments and pants before telling me I can go. "You have a 50% chance of becoming pregnant on your first try."

He swiftly walks out of the room and I shudder. No matter how many times a doctor got all..up in there...it still felt weird!
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"Hey girl! Nobody's pregnant, right?" Pansy jokes.

I laugh as we all shake our heads no. "Did anybody else feel...weird?"

They all shake their heads. "My healer was really nice. She offered me chocolate." Astoria pipes up.

Lavender laughs. "Mine was interesting. She gave me some tea and a Witch Weekly magazine."

I frown. "Did anybody else get checked by a male healer?" Once again, they all disagree.

"Hmmm," Ginny thinks out loud. "Maybe it's a sign."

I raise an eyebrow.

"A sign about what?" Luna asks.

"Just...a sign..." Ginny smiles.

"Let's go! Classes!" Pansy squeals.

Lavender laughs. "Let's see Draco's reaction when he finds out you were checked...by Asher."

I blush and pale at the same time. This was going to be horrible!