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Author's Note: I am not going to make this a long story, and yes I am making Ron an asshole, but Hermione is no better either, I don't know where this is going. If you have any suggestions, then I will be happy to hear them. But again blatant rudeness is not appreciated. This story deals with the issue of domestic violence. And though every situation is different, things can still happen. I know it won't please everyone, the way that I have portrayed Ron. But I didn't make Hermione any better.
Jezebel: Chapter 2
Hermione awoke not feeling the least bit rested. For one, she was sick to her stomach and second she had too much on her mind. She knew that she hadn't gone about this the right way, but it was the only way she could get it out. She sighed and looked out the window, it was raining and that didn't help her mood. She heard a soft knock at the door and beckoned whom ever it was to come inside. A familiar floral sent told her that it was Ginny.
"Did you sleep okay Mione?" Ginny asked sitting on the edge of Hermione's bed.
"No, I didn't." Hermione replied honestly.
"Me neither." Ginny said.
A short silence passed between them, she noticed that Hermione hadn't healed her wounds and the cuts on her arm looked like they had been added to.
"Harry received some paperwork last night about Ron, he turned himself in." Ginny said breaking the silence.
Hermione sat bolt upright, fear written all over her tear stained face.
"I know it sounds like he is trying to lessen his sentence, but Harry doesn't think that it will help." Ginny said sadly.
Hermione thought for a second. She needed to deal with this alone; she knew that it was a mistake coming to see Ginny. She got out of bed ad began to dress.
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked confused.
"I am leaving…this…I shouldn't have brought this here." Hermione replied her voice on the edge of panic.
"But you're my friend." Ginny said.
"But he is your brother." Hermione argued.
"He hurt you Mione. And at first I wasn't so sure. He came and tried to hurt you…And he turned himself in. That right there shows me otherwise." Ginny retorted.
"I didn't think that you would believe me at first…because some people do beat themselves…but I don't. I have to go." Hermione said leaving the room.
She walked down the stairs, tears stinging her eyes. Then she bumped into someone.
"Hey Mione, where is the fire?" Harry asked smiling at her.
"I am leaving. Bye Harry." Hermione said pushing past him and out the front door.
Harry stared after her confused.
Hermione walked down the streets of London. She wasn't sure when her life had fallen apart. She supposed that she could have defended herself against Ron. But she was never brave enough. She shook the thoughts from her head and stood in front of an old store, with discolored and mismatched mannequins in the window. She mumbled something and then walked through the glass and entered St. Mungo's Hospital.
"Hello, how may I assist you?" The Welcome Witch asked smiling at her.
"I don't have an appointment…but I need to see…a female Healer." Hermione said softly.
The witch nodded and then directed her to the waiting room. She sat down and filled out some paperwork, returning it to the assistant at the counter.
"Hermione Weasley, the Healer will see you now." A short woman with silver hair said coming through a door at the other end of the waiting room.
Hermione walked in nervously. The nurse took her vitals and then led her to a small room.
"Put this on. The Healer will be in here shortly." The small witch said handing her a paper gown.
Hermione stripped down to nothing, shivering in the cold of the room. She put on the gown and then sat on the table. Waving her wand to cover her self-inflicted wounds, she didn't have to wait long, because there was a soft knock at the door and Andromeda Tonks walked in.
"Mrs. Tonks?" Hermione asked un able to believe her eyes.
"Hello Hermione." Andromeda said sitting down on her stool and rolling over towards Hermione.
"I…I didn't know you worked here…I didn't see you last time I was here." Hermione said.
"I have worked here for many years, but I am not always here. Lucky for you, that I am seeing you today. Looks like you have quite a chart here." Andromeda said looking though all the papers in Hermione's file.
"How did you…" Hermione asked.
"I asked for it from your previous Healer before I came in here. I needed to know what I was dealing with…seems like it says here that you were declared barren." Andromeda said looking down at the notes.
"I think that is a lie." Hermione said.
"It seems pretty straightforward." Andromeda said shaking her head.
"That can't be true, because I am pregnant." Hermione said on the verge of tears.
Andromeda looked up from her folder and met Hermione's tear filled brown eyes.
"That can sometimes happen. In rare cases, our bodies somehow fix themselves. It says here that you were given a few potions to help with conception." Andromeda said.
"Yes, he thought that it would work…but nothing." Hermione said.
"Have you been to a Muggle doctor?" Andromeda asked looking at Hermione.
"I went…but they said the same thing…But they also said they could give me injections to help with the conception." Hermione replied.
"And did you receive them?" Andromeda asked.
"I did a few. But I knew it wasn't going to work, so I stopped. But Ron and I aren't exactly careful." Hermione replied.
She blushed at what she had just said; her sex life with Ron wasn't something that she discussed openly. Andromeda made a few notes in the chart. Then stood walking over to the cabinet, she opened it and pulled down a small vial of clear liquid.
"Well we need to run a few tests to make sure that you are pregnant." Andromeda said handing Hermione the vial.
"I pee in this?" Hermione asked confused.
"Yes, if it turns a certain color, well then we will know for sure." Andromeda said.
Hermione nodded and walked into the little bathroom though a door to the left of the bed. She took a deep breath and did as she was told. She came out a few minutes later and handed the vial to Andromeda who sat it on the counter, looking at her watch. Hermione watched nervously as the liquid began to slowly change color. The after a few minutes she heard Andromeda sigh.
"Its official, you're pregnant. I don't know how, but you are." Andromeda said.
Hermione's face fell. She already knew for sure. She had bought a Muggle test and taken it. But she supposed that using Magic might prove even more effective than a simple Muggle test. Hermione burst into tears.
"I know being pregnant can be scary, but it will be alright." Andromeda said trying to comfort the crying witch.
"No, no, no! I can't do this." Hermione cried.
Andromeda's heart sank. She knew what Hermione's choice was going to be, and though she didn't agree with it, she wasn't going to try and talk her out of it.
"What do you want to do?" Andromeda asked.
Hermione didn't speak. She couldn't speak. She knew what she wanted to do, and that in itself was something that she didn't agree with, but then again nothing in her life right now was agreeable. Ron was out of her life now, and he would remain so.
"I want to…I can't have this baby." Hermione said finally.
Andromeda stood and left the room. Hermione sat there thinking that she had done something wrong, but she returned a few minutes later with some paperwork and a vile full of a bright red liquid. Andromeda handed Hermione the paperwork.
"Read over these. This just states what you are doing, and what you can expect after you have taken the potion. And to come back if there is anything abnormal going on." Andromeda said softly
Hermione knew that this wasn't easy for Andromeda, but she was sure of what she wanted to do, after all she had already taken the steps to get away from Ron. Now she had to live her own life, and get away from all of this.
"I'm done." Hermione said.
Andromeda uncorked the bottle and handed it to Hermione, who drank it down in one gulp. It tasted horrible.
"You can expect intense cramping, and bleeding. That is all normal, but if you start to run a fever or have any other symptoms, then come back right away." Andromeda said.
Hermione nodded.
"How long will it take?" Hermione asked.
"It will start to work in about half an hour, I suggest that you go home and lay down. It will be a rough week." Andromeda said filling out something on Hermione's chart.
Hermione said nothing, she just stared at her shaking hands.
"I hope that I made the right choice." She said softly.
"The right choice is never the easiest, or the same for everyone. I am sure that you have made the right choice for you, and only you." Andromeda said.
"I hope so." Hermione said.
"You may get dressed now. I want to see you in a couple weeks just to make sure that everything is okay." Andromeda said.
Hermione nodded and Andromeda left the room. Hermione took off the gown and put her clothes back on. She felt a little crampy, but it wasn't anything that she couldn't handle. Once dressed she made her appointment for a couple weeks out and left the hospital. She walked, just walked, her destination unknown.
TBC….