Hey guys, sorry for the late update, blame christmas! the shopping and general christmas spirit has put me behind in writting this and everyhing really.
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"Shoo, snakey! Missus not want you! Shoooo!" was what I woke up to the next morning. My head was pounding as I pulled the covers tighter to me, feeling the cold morning air lick at my skin.
"Thimble?" I asked my eyes closed "What are you shooing?"
"There be a snake on your bed missus." I turned my head, opening my eyes. Indeed, lying next to me was a small snake, his tongue licking at the air near my face.
"It's my snake Thimble. The Dark Lord gave her to me as a gift. Her name is Hissy."
"Hissy not like Thimble." Thimble mumbled.
"You're going to have to put up with him. That goes for both of you." I muttered, closing my eyes.
"Is missus feeling ill?"
"A bit" I admitted.
"Thimble will get you a potion, missus. Masters wants missus in the dining room to open missus presents."
"Thanks Thimble, could you tell my brother that I'm not feeling up to getting out of bed today, and to open his presents without me."
"Yes missus." I sighed, turning on my side, and pulling a cushion down to hug it to me as I let sleep creep up on me.
"Stop hissing, Hissy." I sighed, before actually falling asleep.
"Mia? Wake up." I groaned, moving away from the annoying person who was shaking me awake. "No, up."
"Why?" I complained, trying to hit whoever was shaking me.
"Because I have been gone for two days now, and they elves are saying you have not been completely conscious since I left."
"Two days?" I asked, rolling onto my back and realising that my throat was actually really dry. I looked up to see Lukas, leaning over me, a concerned look on his face as he stroked the hair of my face.
"We need to get you a healer." He sighed, feeling my forehead.
"No, no, I'm fine." I tried to tell him. He ignored me, rolling his eyes at me as I tried to lift myself up but failed, not having enough strength or energy to hold myself up. Next to me Hissy hissed, as if she was laughing at me.
"Thimble." Lukas called, lifting me up so I could sit in bed.
"Yes masters?"
"Could you call a healer for Mia?"
"Yes masters." Thimble said, hurrying from the room.
"Where's Charis?"
"She went home for a couple of days."
"I thought we were going to the beach?"
"No." Lukas laughed, tucking the covers around me. "Not until your better."
"Spoil sport." I sighed, closing my eyes as a wave of nausea hit me.
"Healer says he will be here tomorrow, and to keep missus comfortable until he arrives." Thimble said, with a frown on his face. "Missus T says she will look after missus, if that be okay with you masters." Lukas took a deep breathe, and I felt the anger rolling of him.
"That would be fine thank you, Thimble." He eventually gritted out, throwing an arm around my shoulders, hugging me to him.
"Calm down, and you better stay away, you might get sick." I complained, trying to move away from him, but failing yet again, as I realised I had no energy left in my body.
"No, I'm not going anywhere."
"Tired." I sighed, having only just heard but not registering what he had said.
"Sleep, sis, I'll be here when you wake up."
"'Kay. Night Hissy." I sighed, rolling into Lukas, and falling back into bed.
"Night." Lukas sighed, kissing my head.
My sleep was filled with dreams, well nightmares. Everything that had ever made me sad or upset in my life seemed to be coming back to haunt me, ten times more real and scary then it ever was when I first lived through it, but I couldn't wake myself up. I knew I was dreaming, it was always there, the knowledge of my unconscious state, but I never was able to grasp the whispers of consciousness that danced before me as death itself seemed to haunt me.
Once my mind had had enough of its self-torture I woke, my body weak and sweaty, my covers wrapped around me, cocooning me to my bed. When I had caught my breath, and calmed myself, casting the dreams aside, not wanting to dwell on already lived nightmares, I realised that I was alone. Not even Hissy was here.
"Hello?" I whispered, as shapes swam in front of me, colours swirling and making me sick.
I lurched to the side, spluttering my guts onto my bedroom floor, as I hung onto the edge of the bed, retching until I was coughing up nothing, and simply hurting my throat.
"Missus." I looked up, falling back onto my bed in exhaustion as Mrs T cleared the floor with a wave of her hand, and climbing onto the bed. "Drink this missus." She ordered, holding out a vile of green liquid to me. I downed it without question, not noticing the taste as it slid down my throat.
Instantly my throat felt less dry and my stomach less heavy as a cool wave spread through my body. "Thank you." I sighed, taking a deep breathe. "Should you be near me in your state?" I asked weakly, waving a limp hand at her bulging belly.
"My first duty is to you miss. I looked after you and your brothers when you were a baby, before you were taken missus." She told me, nodding her head as she sat on the bed.
"But what about your baby?"
"She will be fine missus."
"You know it's a girl?"
"Of course I do." She told me, as if it was an insult I had even asked. "Master Lukas told Missus Thimble to tell missus that he is sorry, but he had to go out, and will be back before the healer man leaves in the next half of day."
"I slept for another day?" I asked, surprised.
"Missus was very restless, but would not wake."
"When does the healer come?"
"Hour, Missus."
"I need to dress." I sighed, trying to get up. Mrs T jumped to her feet, coming up to me and pushing my shoulder back down.
"Missus, will stay here."
"But we have visitors." I complained, falling back down. Mrs T gave me a stern look, which surprisingly had me doing as I was told. "Can you at least get me a drink?"
"Will missus stay in bed?"
"Yes." I whined like a little girl.
"Good." Mrs T says, hopping of the bed and scurrying out the room. I took a moment to wonder why she didn't just disappear like most house elves did, but then thought it must have been because of the baby.
I didn't mentally feel ill, that was the weird thing. Mentally I was ready to go out and do a dance, but physically? No. Physically, I couldn't move to sit up without help. My body was completely exhausted, and any fast movement caused me to be sick, that I was sure of, and I was seeing things. Not like giant elephants prancing across my room, but swirls of colours and shapes dancing in unforeseen patterns.
"Hissy?" I called out, when I remembered that she wasn't in the room with me, and I didn't want her slithering through the house, disrupting the house elves. "Hissy?" I shouted again, not as loud as my dry throat made me cough.
"Here you go missus." Mrs T told me, handing me a glass of ice cold water, and taking it from me when I had drunk it in one.
"Do you know where Hissy is?" I asked,
"Hissy miss? Last I saw the snake was in the garden miss. THIMBLE!" Mrs T replied, before calling for her husband, who appeared instantly "Can you get Missus a jug of cold water?"
"Of course." Thimble disappeared, before re appearing seconds later, with the jug.
"Thanks." I muttered, not really taking a second thought on how quick Thimble was being.
"Has he left the house?"
"Who, Miss, Hissy?"
"Yeah."
"No Miss. If he wasn't with you he was in the garden miss. He is very good at keeping the mice away missus."
"You have been keeping an eye on him?"
"Of course Missus."
"Thank you Mrs T."
"It is my job missus."
"The Healer man is here to see you missus." Thimble announced, walking into the room with a lanky man with a pudgy face walking in after him.
"Where my brother?"
"He will be home soon missus." Thimble said, moving to the side but staying in the room as the healer carried on towards me.
"Hello Miss Snape. My name is Healer Gompson. What seems to be the problem?"
"Mentally I feel fine," I explained, "But physically I am tired, with no energy, I am seeing colours and shapes and I have been sick."
"She has been unconscious for three days straight as well." Mrs T told him, climbing onto the bed, they opposite side to the healer.
"When did this start?" He asked, pulling the covers down slightly.
"A few days ago. The day after my birthday." I told him as he started applying pressure to my stomach.
"Tell me where it hurts."
"PAIN!" I screamed, as soon as he put the slightest bit of pressure on my stomach.
"Intense?"
"What do you think?" I hissed "Can't you just wave your wand over me?" I asked.
"That is what happens next." Gompson replied taking his wand out of its holder and starting at my feet, worked his way up my body, making different limbs turn different colours.
"Well, it's obvious to me what has happened, but I need to check some facts before I can tell you anything." Gompson said, before turning on his heel and leaving the room.
"STOP HIM!" I screamed after a moment of shocked silence, both elves disappearing to go after the healer.
"He got away missus." Thimble told me, upon re-entering the room.
"I need you to find an elf that can go after him. I need to know what is wrong with me!" I screamed at the poor elf who nodded and disappeared, his wife coming back into the room.
"That healer will not see another days work." I promised, before noticing that Hissy was following Mrs T into my room "And where will have you been?" I questioned the snake as he slithered up my bed post to come and lay next to me. She rested her head on my stomach, and I reluctantly stroked her head softly.
"Can I get you anything Missus?" Mrs T asked me, from my door. "You haven't eaten in a few days miss."
"I'm alright, can you just keep my water topped up?"
"Of course missus."
"Thank you Mrs T." I sighed, lying back into my cushions, I sighed.
"What's wrong with me Hissy?" I asked the snake closing my eyes to let sleep wash over me once again.
"I do not care is she is asleep or DEAD! OUT OF MY WAY!" I jolted awake, instantly regretting my sudden movement as dizziness took over me, weird shapes dancing in front of my eyes as the shouting voice grew closure. "Mia!" the voice shouted, as my door banged open.
I clenched my eyes shut, desperately trying to keep the bile that was rising in my throat from coming out as the dizziness got worse. I failed, and fell to the left, throwing up in the well placed bucket. "Mia." The voice said again, this time a lot quieter, as someone grabbed my hair, pulling it away from my face as whatever was left in my stomach came up.
"Well, isn't this pleasant." A new voice said, as someone began rubbing soothing circles on my back as I dry heaved.
With a painful moan, I moved back, and the person at my side moving me to a seated position. "Mia?" I opened my eyes, to see Draco standing next to me, a concerned look on his face.
"Draco?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's me sweet."
"Where have you been?" I questioned.
"At work?" He replied, his eyebrows scrunching in confusion "Lukas owled me earlier to say you were ill and I came over as soon as I could."
"I'm too tired to argue." I sighed, leaning into the cushions. "What are you doing here?"
"He is here to see his fiancée."
"You got engaged since I have been bedridden?" I asked, not noticing the owner of the voice.
"I am engaged to you."
"In case you forgot, I said no to you." I practically snarled at him.
"That is of little importance." With a huff I looked towards the man at the door, ready to tell him exactly where to go, when my words where stuck in my throat upon seeing who it was.
"Mr Malfoy?" I asked, shocked.
"Hello again Miss Snape."
