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Sirius

Chapter 7

Hermione stood staring at the blue silken water that was fast becoming her competition. She wasn't good enough for him. He still needed his alternate world. She couldn't fill his needs and she was devastated. The smell of burning bacon caught her attention and she waved her wand in the direction of the kitchen to clean it up.

After a while, she stood and walked upstairs to her room. She closed the door and laid down on her bed and let herself cry. She was jolted by the sound of Harry's voice on the stairway and she quickly stood up and tried to make herself look presentable. He walked past her room and entered his own, but when he couldn't find her, he went back to her room. He opened the door and found her standing by the window with her arms crossed. He hesitantly walked in.

"Mione, what is it?" She didn't move to acknowledge him.

After the deadening silence was too much, Harry spoke again.

"Mione, you're scaring me baby, what's....." She spun around.

"DON'T YOU BABY ME, how dare you?" Harry was shocked, he had no idea what was wrong.

"Mione, please talk to me honey?" He walked over to her and touched her arm but she flinched away from him.

"What did I do wrong Harry?, Why am I not good enough for you?" Harry was shocked and then it dawned on him, she must know when he is in the Archway. He grabbed her and spun her around, ignoring her struggles against him.

"Mione, you have done nothing wrong, I love you." Hermione looked at him and she wanted to dwell in the feeling of him declaring his love for her, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Harry wasn't talking about her, he was talking about the other Hermione, his wife Hermione.

He pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead. She started to cry and Harry held her tighter.

"Why Harry?, why did you need to go back to her when you had me last night and this morning? Why?" Harry's heart was breaking as he listened to her cry uncontrollably.

He owed her a huge explanation but he needed to settle her down first. He guided her over to her bed and laid down on it while pulling her into him.

"Harry, am I not enough for you?" her voice was only a whisper but he heard it.

"More than you would ever know Mione, I love you more than life itself." He kissed the side of her head.

"Why then?" Harry knew he had to explain everything, even the parts he didn't write down, the parts that even he couldn't admit out loud.

"Let's get something to eat and then we will talk, I promise, I will tell you everything." Hermione looked at him and wondered if he was telling the truth but she had to believe he was.

They sat in the lounge room all day, only breaking to attend the bathroom or get food. Harry talked all day and most of the night. He told her how it all started and how he felt. He told her how he had decided to stay there because he felt he had nothing to live for here.

There were lots of tears and lots of talking and when it hit 2am, Harry suggested they get some sleep since she had to return to work in the morning. They walked upstairs and Harry stopped at the entrance to her room. He looked at her and nodded. She smiled and walked into her room but before that she turned around and kissed him goodnight.

She slowly closed her door and leant against it, she was in two minds; should she stay here tonight or go to his bed?

She changed into her pyjamas and then looked at her closed door. She walked over to it and pulled it open to find Harry still standing there, looking or waiting, she wasn't sure, but she ran into his arms and kissed him again.

They did not make love that night, they were just comfortable being next to each other and sleeping.

Hermione awoke at 7am and reached over for Harry and for a split second she panicked, but then she felt his body and breathed out. Harry was sleeping soundly so she crept out of bed and had her shower and got dressed for work. She sat downstairs in the kitchen having some toast and a coffee and she thought to herself, she had to organise to have the paper delivered. She laughed at how comfortable she felt after only one week living here.

She went to work but Harry was the only thing on her mind.

The days blended into each other and then the days turned to weeks, with the weeks turning into months. Harry came down to have lunch with her some days and she thoroughly enjoyed it. He had not used the arch when she was home again, but she was sure he did while she was at work.

Maree called her on the intercom to tell her that she had a visitor and she jumped up and pulled open the door very quickly hoping to see Harry standing there.

It was Professor Dumbledore.

The shocked look on her face did not go past him.

"Miss Granger, you were expecting someone else possibly?"

"I am sorry Sir, please come in, I do apologise, it is wonderful to see you, how can I help you?" Hermione had closed the door behind him and escorted him to take a seat.

She summoned some tea and biscuits and Professor Dumbledore helped himself. They exchanged niceties and then Hermione decided to cut to the chase.

"Sir, what is it I can do for you?"

"Miss Granger, excuse me for being so bold but is it true that you are living with Mr Potter?" Hermione was taken back.

"Umm yes Sir, but why do you ask?"

"Mr Potter has been dealing with some unsettling artefacts and I am very concerned about his mental health."

"His mental health, HIS MENTAL HEALTH? Forgive me Sir, but if you were worried about his mental health, why on this earth have you waited so bloody long to do something about it. Harry could have been lost forever and you're coming to me NOW?" Hermione was shocked and somewhere deep in her mind she knew she should have been more respectful but she was angry.

"Miss Granger, I know you can fix this, actually you're the only one who can. Harry needs to know he has something to live for here and not escape to the other world. I know it is a lot to ask of you Miss Granger, but if you love him enough, you have to be his partner, his lover, his friend and fill in the void that losing his parents and Sirius has created."

She stood up and walked over to the window. She knew what he was saying was true but she didn't know how to do it, well actually she did. She had been feeling unwell as of late and she had her suspicions. This morning she had done a pregnancy test but was too scared to look at the result. This type of news could send Harry over the edge, the bad edge. She knew if they were in a stable relationship, he would have welcomed a baby but at this point in time, she wasn't so sure.

She turned around to talk to Professor Dumbledore but found he had left. The open door staring at her, beckoning her to go home. She walked over to her desk and took out the large yellow envelope that had her name written on the front with the results in it. She took her coat and bag and decided to walk home. She got out onto the street and after a block, she plucked up the courage to open the envelope, a lot depended on its contents.

As she walked aimlessly through the streets, she quickly scanned the document for the information she required. Her hands started to shake and she stopped walking so she could focus on the words that were floating in front of her eyes.

Positive result.

She dropped her hands down, clutching onto the paper for dear life.

She didn't see the car, nor did she hear people yell at her to move. All she knew was she was, one minute her life had changed and the next she was being thrown through the air and had landed with an enormous crash on the side walk.

People yelled for a healer and all Hermione could do was clutch her stomach and mumble for Harry. She started to close her eyes when she felt some people lift her but her eyelids dropped closed and she went to sleep.

There was pandemonium at St Mungo's. Healer Granger was admitted and everyone was doing there absolute best to save her. She didn't seem to have many injuries but what she had were dangerous considering her delicate nature.

Ron was advised by Molly and was the first one to reach the hospital. Neville and Ginny arrived soon after and before they knew it, the waiting room was full of red heads. The head healer came out to talk to Ron and asked him to contact Harry Potter, it was important he was here.

Ron was shocked at first, he had heard rumours that they were in a relationship but he was yet to hear it from her. It had been quite a while since they had broken up, but it still hurt.

Ron apparated to the house and knocked and knocked. There was no answer. He frantically knocked and walked around the other side of the house in case he was flying out the back. No answer, no Harry.

He went back to the hospital, afraid he might miss some news on her, but when he arrived there had been no change.

"Did you find Mr Potter?" the hospital staff asked.

"No I'm sorry he mustn't be home." The staff went to send him an owl and after quite a few more were sent. They just waited. The afternoon dragged on for the Weasley's and her friends. All they could see were the staff running in and out of her room.

After an hour of waiting patiently, Ron went to try Harry again but came back empty handed. He was getting frustrated and annoyed. Molly tried to tell him Harry would have no way of knowing what had happened but it didn't console Ron at all.

It was five thirty and Harry stepped out of the archway and quickly checked his clock.

He made it, she was only just finishing work. He quickly went to start some dinner but he was interrupted by the sound of an owl pecking at his window. He walked over and was inundated. There were at least twelve owls waiting for him, each sitting waiting to deliver their letters. Harry pulled open the window and took the first letter. He had a grown feeling in his stomach that this was bad news.

Mr Potter,

URGENT

please come to St Mungo's immediately.

Healer Douglas

Mr Potter

Miss Granger has been admitted to St Mungo's.

Please come ASAP, it's urgent

Healer Douglas.

The letters were all the same and Harry took the one he opened and apparated straight to the hospital. He walked in and asked for Hermione Granger and he was directed up to Intensive care, Harry's heart fell.

He followed the nurse up to the third floor and walked out of the elevator, he saw all the Weasley's sitting there and his guilt compounded. Ron saw him, stood up and approached him.

Harry didn't see it coming.

Ron pulled back and hit him straight in the mouth and Harry was thrown back and landed on the floor. He rubbed his jaw and looked up at Ron.

"Where the hell have you been? We have been trying to find you all day, this happened this morning and you turn up now. She is dying in there." Harry couldn't believe it, his entire world was crashing down around him.

He didn't see Neville restrain Ron, he didn't feel Charlie lift him to his feet. He didn't know the lady's name who escorted him into the hospital room. All he knew was, the love of his life was dying here, in a hospital bed, while he was having 'lunch with his parents'. His whole life was a joke, he had the best woman in the world who, for some strange and unknown reason, loved him, and he was too busy living in a fantasy world.

He was deeply ashamed of himself.

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Sirius xoxo