RETURN TO HOGWARTS

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Hermione's P.O.V

So today I will be returning to Hogwarts. I'm really happy specially I'm with my friends and ....... baby.

You heard it right I, Hermione Jean Granger is a mother to a lovely baby boy at the age of 15. His name is Alexander Mateo Granger.
His father is Draco Malfoy. Well nobody is expecting that but when I told him he said he isn't ready so I'm raising my son with my friends.

"So Hermione do you want to change into your robe with Ginny we are getting close we have an 1 hour?" Harry said
"Yes Hermione lets change" Ginny said excitedly
"But Zander (a/n nickname of Alexander other nick names are Matt and Alex) I can't leave him" I said worriedly looking at the child in my arms that is taking a nap
"Don't worry 'mione me and Harry will take care of Matt" Ron said reasurely
"Yah" said Harry taking my son in his arms
"Make sure to take care of him or I will hex you to next week" I said while exiting the compartment with Ginny.
"Gin can we please hurry I don't want to be in the part where the slytherin are seated for long" I said to Ginny whiled were walking towards the slytherin compartment to reach the changing room

Pansy's P.O.V

I saw Granger and Ginny entering the slytherin part of the train. I can't call Ginny Weasley or Weaselett 'cause Ron is my new boyfriend. When we learned that Granger is pregnant we became friends but in secret then we got into a relationship again we told no one.
I heard some of the slytherin girls growl and talk about the two griffindoor.
"Hey! If you don't have anything good to say about them just shut your bloody mouths" I said to them angrily then they run inside their compartment
"Thanks Parkinson"

Ginny's P.O.V

"Sure 'mione" While we are walking towards the changing room we hear growls and other things from other slytherin girls. I was going to hex them but Hermione stops me telling me that she don't want trouble and wants to go back in our compartment soon. Then we heard Parkinson defending as and we thank her and hurriedly change into our robes.

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