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by biancandor

Panic rose in her chest, as her surroundings blurred in a haze of irrepressible anxiety.

"A pregnancy test?" she asked. "I can't possibly be pregnant, we used a condom... right?"

Draco was quiet. "I didn't find anything that had to do with a condom in the hotel room that night," he told her. "Unless you take birth control."

She shook her head slightly, her face pale and stiff. "Give me the test," she commanded.

Draco handed the stick to her. "I'll be here, okay?" he assured her.

She nodded and walked toward the bathroom.

What if I am pregnant. Hermione pondered. First an accidental marriage and now an accidental baby? My future will completely change.

The longest one minute of her life was over, and she took a look at the results.

' + '

Draco stood by the door, waiting for the one minute to be over. Could I be a good father? he wondered. No. Hermione can't be pregnant. She can't. I'm not prepared. And she isn't either.

The door knob turned, and Hermione walked out. Her face expressionless.

"I'm not pregnant."