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Hermione felt rather nervous, as she headed back towards the classroom where this had all started.

Having had to sneak back to the common room, careful not to let anyone look up her panty-less skirt, she had quickly grabbed a new set of underwear and bra and had spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what the heck had happened. Why she had allowed herself to fuck the biggest prat in Hogwarts History.

Now, she was sneaking back through the castle whilst hoping Malfoy wouldn't leave her hanging. If he didn't show up with that potion, she was going to be in serious trouble.

She arrived at the classroom and headed in, sitting at one of the desks whilst thinking of everything that had led Hermione to this moment. Harry and Ginny had noticed her looking upset at dinner, Ron sadly being oblivious to it and accepting when she said she was fine. The other two had been curious, but hadn't pushed when she told them she was fine. She only hoped they hadn't noticed her missing from the common room.

The last thing she needed, was Harry using his cloak or map to track her. If they had followed, she would have some explaining to do. And if they used the map, she would have to make an excuse about why she was meeting Malfoy alone.

She kept waiting for what felt like hours, worry constantly washing over her every minute. Images of her carrying her enemy's child were constantly flowing through her mind, making her sick to her stomach. What would she do if she had to give birth to his child? Would it act just like him?

"Please, no. I couldn't handle that." As she said that, the door opened and Draco stepped inside. "Do you have it?"

Draco smirked and held out a bottle of purple potion, Hermione rushing over and grabbing for it. "Wow!" He pulled it away, "hang on. I have to explain how it works." Hermione frowned at this, as he held out a second bottle of clear liquid. "First you take the purple potion. This shuts down your reproductive system for up to two weeks."

"Really?" Hermione frowned, wondering why he would get such a potion. Wouldn't one that prevented one time pregnancies be easier to get. "What about the other one?"

"That's an antidote potion. Some witches have allergies to the first potion. Drink it and stay here for a minute or two. Then, if you have a reaction, I'll give you this potion. If not, we can go our separate ways and I'll keep this antidote potion."

"Fine." Hermione took the potion from him and gave him a curious look. A part of her told her that she shouldn't trust anything that Draco gives her. But she also didn't want to get pregnant, which she knew he also didn't want to happen. So, she took a deep breath before gulping the potion down.

It had a bitter taste, reminding her of cough syrup. But she drank it all down and sighed, taking a seat whilst Draco watched her carefully. They waited for Hermione to have any kind of reaction. But as far as she could tell, she was fine.