"His father can't find out, Pippa," Hermione began to beg the elf.  "He'll kill Theo. Oh no, oh no, oh no. Please, Pippa, please tell me you didn't tell that monster about the baby." The tears were streaming down Hermione's face, her hand protectively cradling her abdomen over the tiny life growing there. A small hand with long bony fingers began soothingly massaging her scalp over her curls.