When Harry turned around, Hermione had dropped his hand and sat down on the nearest couch, her face a bit pale.
"What's wrong Mione?" Harry asked, sitting beside his girl. "You know Ron's just an idiot."
"He might not be wrong," she whispered.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, a bit panicked.
"I've been taking my pills like I'm supposed to, at the same time, every day, but I never got my period last month. It's happened before, I have weird cycles anyway, but I had never had sex before, so I never worried about it, until now." Hermione said, still in a whisper.
"What do we do?" Harry asked, his face having gone pale as well.
"Well, Madame Pomfrey can do a spell to test and see if I am, but do we want her to know?" She asked.
"We don't have much choice do we? I mean, don't you need pills or something if you're going to have a baby? And don't you have to go to lots of doctors appointments?" Harry asked, a bit worried.
"Are you saying you'd be ok if I was pregnant?" Hermione asked timidly.
"Well, it's going to suck with us being so young, but I've got enough money from my adopted parents that we could live for a good long time, even if we never got jobs, and you know we both will, right after Hogwarts. I've always dreamed of having a wife and kids, I just didn't know it would happen before I graduated school." Harry said, looking off into space, not really even seeing Hermione. "I mean, sure it would be better if you weren't, and if you're not we'll just have to be more careful, and use more protection, but it won't be the end of the world if you are."
Hermione burst into tears of relief. "As soon as I realized I might be, I was terrified you wouldn't want me anymore," she whispered.
Harry pulled her close to him and hugged her, rubbing her back. "I love you Hermione, nothing's going to change that."
"There's a little time left before curfew, do you mind if we go now?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, let's go." Harry replied, standing and helping Hermione to her feet. "We'll be back in a few guys," he called to their friends, and winked at them, making them all think they were sneaking off to snog.
Together, the couple walked to the infirmary, where they found Madame Pomfrey in her office, putting things away for the night.
After they both assured here that there hadn't been an accident, and neither of them were ill, she ushered them into a pair of chairs in front of her desk, and sat down, waiting for the inevitable.
"Madame Pomfrey," Hermione started. "I think I need a pregnancy test."
The mediwitch raised an eyebrow, it wasn't usually the most bright students in the school who were coming to her for pregnancy scans. She listened as Hermione explained that she had been on the muggle pill, and was taking it very carefully, but had completely missed her monthly period.
"It's just a simple scan, I can do it with my wand, right here, right now, if you'd like." The mediwitch said kindly.
Hermione nodded, and Harry squeezed her hand. She looked to him and saw love and compassion in his eyes, and it calmed her nerves a bit.
Madame Pomfrey waved her wand above Hermione's head and incanted, "ostendo sum gravida" and they waited as two small bubbles appeared over Hermione's head and both of them turned green.
"I'm afraid you are pregnant Miss Granger, and with twins. At this early stage, we can't tell the gender, hence the pale green color of the bubbles. If you'd been farther along they would have turned either pink or blue.
"Twins?" Hermione asked in a small voice. "I'm only 17. I've got another year of school to finish."
Madame Pomfrey cleared her throat and said, "You have many options Miss Granger. You and Mr. Black can raise the children together, you can give them up for adoption, and there is one other option."
Hermione interrupted the mediwitch angrily. "Don't even say it! I know it's legal, and even useful in some cases, but it's not for me."
The mediwitch nodded, "I figured you'd say something along those lines, but it's my job to give you all your options, and help you make appointments as necessary."
"Thank you, but we won't need that option," Hermione nodded to the mediwitch and stood to leave the office.
Harry stood and followed her out, calling his thanks to the mediwitch as he headed out the door.
"What do you want to do?" Harry asked his girlfriend, slightly afraid of what she'd say.
The fear in Harry's voice didn't go unnoticed by Hermione, who instantly melted when she turned and saw Harry's face. "Oh Harry," she said, her eyes watering a bit. "We'll get through this, and of course we're keeping the children," she finished in a whisper. Harry pulled Hermione into an alcove with a bench, and sat her down, holding her close. "I have no idea what we're going to tell people. They act like we're their saviors or something, and now we've went and done this."
"Oh sod everyone's opinions." Hermione said angrily. "I'm sick of being idolized, and I know you are too. Besides, our parents reactions are the only thing we have to worry about, I think."
Harry banged his head against the stone wall. "I didn't even think of my dads, or your parents. Merlin, I wonder who'll kill me first."
"My parents will blame me as much as they blame you. I've been well educated on everything sexual since before I came to Hogwarts. They know that I know that the pill isn't 100% effective and we should have used a backup. Remus and Sirius will know that as well, considering they got pregnant with you, when babies like you were illegal."
"That's true. But they're still going to kill me," Harry groaned.
"They'll kill us both," Hermione said, trying unsuccessfully to make her boyfriend feel better.
"Who's going to kill you kids?" Remus said, walking around the corner after hearing his son and his son's girlfriend talking.
"Oh. Hello Remus." Hermione said, a bit unsure of what to say.
"Dad? Can we talk in your rooms?" Harry just came out and asked.
"Sure kids, come on. Let's go down now. I've pretty much finished my rounds." Remus said.
Hermione and Harry stood and followed Remus down the hall and down the staircases to the suite of rooms that Harry's dad's shared.
They all sat on the couch and Remus called for Sirius, "The kids have come for a visit," he said, calling his mate out to the living room.
"Hey kids, what brings you here so late? Moony find you snogging in an alcove?" Sirius teased.
"Not exactly," Remus answered for them. "They were talking about someone killing them when I walked up on them. What exactly were you kids talking about?"
"You're going to kill us," Hermione said bravely.
"And why would we kill you?" Sirius chuckled.
"Because she's pregnant. With twins." Harry answered, burying his face in his hands.