"Miss Clearwater," began the healer. Her silvery gray hair glinting in the late afternoon light. "I have reason to believe, based on my examination, that you are with child." All of the air rushed out of Hermione's lungs and she barely caught the rest of what the woman said. "However, there are a few concerns I have regarding the health of you and your unborn child. So, I will be making home visits over the next few days to make sure everything is on track with both of you."