Chapter 9: Unwanted Information

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction based on the Harry Potter universe by J.K. Rowling. We do not own anything, except the plot and a few characters created by us to further the plot line in the future.

"Granger?" A hoarse voice asked from across the room. Hermione turned on her heels and let the coat drop.

"Malfoy?"

"What are you doing here?" Draco asked. Hermione was surprised. His tone was mellow, not harsh or uninviting. Hermione watched as Draco adjusted himself on the bed. Moving closer to the pillow. Draco tried to reach it, but he was so drowsy and weak, he couldn't do it.

"Here," Hermione offered, walking over to him, "Let me help." Hermione went to the side of Draco's bed and pushed the pillow underneath his neck.

"Better?" She asked him.

"Much, thank you." Hermione was again baffled at how nice Draco was. She wondered what was in those potion bottles. Clearly his good nature was just a side effect. Hermione took the seat next to Draco again and looked at him, "Do you remember anything?" Hermione asked.

"No, what happened?" Draco asked back. Hermione didn't know where to begin.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Draco's brows knitted together. He tried to think of what happened.

"I was on a Quidditch field and I was winning." Draco told her. Hermione laughed. "What's so funny?" Draco asked.

"Well both you and Blaise were tied in score, and it was not clear on who was winning."

"I would've won if I wasn't in the hospital. What happened to me anyways?"

"You fell off your broom and-"

"Now, you're making up stories. I never fall off my broom!" Draco stated proudly.

"You didn't do it intentionally. Blaise hit you on accident."

"Of course, this is Blaise's fault."

"It's both of your faults. If you stopped roughhousing you wouldn't of fallen."

"Rough is how you play Quidditch, Granger."

"Quidditch is such a barbaric sport." Hermione rolled her eyes ending the argument.

"Say, not to be rude, but-"

"You're always rude." Hermione told him. Draco glared at Hermione, "As I was saying, what are you doing here?"

"Exhibit A! I rest my case." Hermione told him, acknowledging his comment.

"What are you a lawyer now?"

"No but I might just be one."

"You're avoiding my question, Granger."

"Your mother asked me to watch you."

"Ugh, I don't need a babysitter!" Draco told her, acting like a child.
"I think you do." Hermione joked as she took her seat at the side of the bed.

"Where is my mother?" Draco asked.

"She went make a suitcase of necessities. The doctor said you were supposed to be out for a while." Draco nodded and sighed.

"This is awkward." Draco said.

"How so?"

"Well, I am butt naked in a hospital room with my best friend's pregnant girlfriend."

"Didn't need to know your clothing status, but at least you didn't call me your worst enemy."

"Nah, I have to tolerate you, I suppose, since you're prominent in Blaise's life. Also that title is reserved for Weasley… or my father."

"Well, we can agree on Ron." Hermione said with a sulking tone.

"What did he do?" Hermione noticed that he must be drugged up, to ask about Ron. Most of Hermione's hatred stemmed from him cheating on her with Lavender and his most recent use of being a twat was his threatening to tell Draco about the pregnancy, which Hermione wasn't going to tell Draco about.

"Oh you know, this and that."

"Well, welcome aboard Granger, it's about time you realized what a gigantic wanker, Weasley is."

"Trust me," Hermione told him, "I've known for a while." Draco settled in bed as he looked at Hermione.

"Is it hot in here?" Draco asked her as he began to fumble with his hospital gown.

"Do not take that off!" Hermione warned.

"But I always sleep naked or close to it." Draco winked.

"Trust me," Hermione whispered to herself, "I know." Hermione began to think of the morning after which made her sick.

"Fine, I will stay clothed." Draco pouted.

"You are pouting like a child, just because you cannot undress."

"You should be the one pouting Granger; many women would kill to see me naked."

"It's not that impressive." Hermione lied, not actually remembering.

"Oh, like you know!" Draco scoffed.

Hermione was going to retort when a silvery ghost like swan appeared in the room.
"That's my mother's patronus." Draco told Hermione. From the swan's mouth came Narcissa's words, "Hermione, darling, something has come up at the ministry, I am afraid I can't stay with Draco. Can you watch over him for the night? Thank you so much!" The swan faded into a grey like dust that disappeared before it actually hit the floor. Hermione sighed in annoyance.

"Looks like you're stuck with me, Granger."

"Apparently, now I only have one rule."

"Granger, now you truly are making me feel like a child." Draco said bitterly.

"I am being completely serious with this rule." Draco looked at her wanting her to continue. "My only rule is No Undressing."

"Looks like we are in agreement." Draco told her. Hermione rolled her eyes and pointed to a pen at the doctor's desk. With a wave of her wand she transfigured it into a blanket.

"How did you do that?" Draco said shocked.

"I am quite good at Transfiguration." Hermione said modestly as she draped it over a couch connected to the window. Hermione removed the layers of robes until she got down to her muggle clothes. Draco was right it was hot. Hermione tried to squeeze herself sideways onto the loveseat. It was manageable, but highly uncomfortable.

"What's with the face, Granger?" Draco asked.

"What face? I am fine."

"Yeah, you're aces." Draco joked.

"Well, if you must know, small couches don't favor the impregnated."

"Oh." Draco's concern was genuinely serious this time. "Can't you just transfigure it into a bed?"

"I am not that good at Transfiguration, Malfoy." Hermione told him.

"I would offer my bed, but I don't think I can." Draco said.

"That's nice of you, but I think I can make it work." Hermione leaned on the top of the couch only to have it fall flat.

"Hermione!" Draco called as he tried to get out of the bed. Hermione stopped him and froze.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked as she got up.

"You just called me, Hermione."

"So?" Draco didn't understand the importance, "Are you alright?"

"You've never called me by my first name before." Hermione told him.

"Oh… I didn't realize, sorry."

"No," Hermione told him, "I liked it." Draco froze at her words.

"Um, is the baby alright? The futon came out suddenly." Draco asked changing the subject. Hermione looked sad, "Um, yeah, he's fine. He's kicking." Draco nodded as he settled back into the hospital bed.

"Goodnight Granger." Draco told her as he made the lights go dim.

Hermione settled into the futon and covered herself with the transfigured pen blanket.

"Goodnight Malfoy."

Hermione felt her hand touched something cold. Her eyes popped open to see her hand dragged across the hospital floor. She pulled herself so she was upright.

"Good morning." Narcissa smiled from across the room. Hermione clung to the blanket in shock.

"Oh it's just you Narcissa." Hermione sighed as she tried to calm her heartbeat.

Narcissa came over and set a drink and a small pastry bag on the end table next to the futon.

"I brought you breakfast as a thank you for staying with Draco."

"Oh," Hermione said wiping her eyes, "Thank you." Hermione peered into the bag to see a cinnamon roll and could smell the coffee from the lidded cup.

"Has he woken yet? I've been so worried."

"Yes, he was awake when you sent your patronus." Narcissa nodded as she took the seat near Draco.

"He looks better, did he say anything?"

"Yeah, we were having a full conversation last night, although he doesn't remember falling."

"What did you two talk about?" Narcissa asked, hoping Hermione had said something about the baby.

"I haven't told him." Hermione told Narcissa flatly.

"Haven't told me what?" Draco asked as he opened his eyes. Hermione froze. What was she going to say?

"Just how tired you look." Hermione lied.

"Merlin, you're a bad liar. So what was the real story?"

"I don't know what you mean. That was the real story."

"Don't lie to me Granger, it was something serious." Draco said with a warning tone. Hermione looked to Narcissa for help, but Hermione could clearly see that she was on Draco's side.

Hermione took a deep breath and looked at her watch, "You know, I better get going. I told Blaise we could go out for breakfast. Have a nice morning, Narcissa. Draco." Hermione grabbed her coat from off the floor and grabbed her wand. Hermione left the room and began walking down hallway.

"Granger you get back here! I want to know!" She heard Draco call from the room.

"It is none of your concern, Malfoy. Just let it be." Hermione yelled. Hermione walked fasted down the hallway. Hermione stopped in her tracks when she heard a crash, "Draco! No!" She heard Narcissa scream. Hermione turned around to see Draco come out of the room holding a potion bottle still connected to him. Hermione took off fast walking trying to not scare the staff.

"Come back here, Granger!"

Hermione turned her head again to see him gaining on her. She turned her walk into a quick jog.

"Leave me alone Malfoy!"

Hermione went right into an unoccupied hallway. She began running as she saw the glass doors, exiting St. Mungos. Hermione excited began running faster. She knew Draco wouldn't be able to leave. Part of her medical training stated will wizard hospitals had exits that stunned patients when they tried to leave. The door was seven rooms away. She counted them as she got closer. Seven. Six. Five. Hermione soon found her hand on the handle. She turned to see Draco down the hallway. He wasn't running after her. He wasn't even looking at her. She could see his mouth gaped in the direction of a room.

"You Bitch!" He screamed as he ran in. Hermione began running in Draco's direction. She reached the room to see Draco beating a guy on the ground.

"Draco stop it!" She heard a high pitch scream cry. On the hospital bed was Astoria Greengrass. She remembered her from the trial. Hermione saw Draco beating the shit out of some guy with his potions bottle.

"Draco stop it!" Hermione screamed as she tried to pull Draco off the unknown guy. Narcissa came in and almost fainted at the sight. Wordlessly the two witches used their strength to pull Draco. Hermione pulled, but felt the fatigue of her pregnancy overwhelming her. Draco suddenly pulled his weight up when the man had his wand pointed at Draco. Draco back away towards Narcissa.

"You little slut!" Draco shouted at Astoria, "You've been cheating on me! With that!"

The man pushed his raven black hair out of the way to reveal Marcus Flint. Hermione remembers his face well. He was the Slytherin Quidditch Captain in her second year. He was there when Draco first called her the "M" word.

"Drakey-Poo!" Astoria whined, "I wasn't cheating!"

"Bullshit! He had his tongue down your throat!" Draco lashed back. Astoria noticed Draco's hospital gown.

"Drakey-Poo! Have you been hurt?" Draco breathed violently. Hermione felt a vacancy in her hand a Draco snatched her wand.

"Draco!" Hermione said shocked, "Give that back!" Draco had Hermione's wand pointed towards Astoria.

"Don't you ever call that me again!" Draco warned.

"But, Drakey-" Draco raised the wand and Astoria hushed herself.

"So this is your plaything?" Draco asked, "You shag me and then him?" The words, unbeknownst to Draco had hit Hermione like a brick. He had been sleeping with Astoria. Hermione knew that Draco got her pregnant, but she never thought of how he got her pregnant.

"Draco, I haven't been-"

"I don't want to her your lies!" Draco seethed, "I thought I got you pregnant, and so I said I would marry you and this is how you treat me!" Draco didn't love her, but he did expect loyalty. Draco thought for a long moment. His wand still pointed at Astoria.

"Was that kid even mine?" Astoria froze at Draco's words. Terrified as he held her at wand point.

"Draco stop this! You don't want someone to see you!" Draco lowered his wand, but Marcus kept his wand pointed at Draco.

Draco suddenly calmed and looked seriously at Astoria, "Was that kid mine?" He asked. Astoria looked scared to answer, "Was that kid mine!" Draco asked again. Astoria didn't respond. From the corner of Draco's eye, he caught a glimpse of Astoria's medical file. Draco snatched it and looked at it.

Hermione could see that she was in to get the fetus removed, under the photo of the baby it said in sharp clear typed words, Mother: Greengrass, Astoria. Father: Flint, Marcus"

Instead of Draco lashing out he just stood there in shock.

"I don't understand." Draco whispered.

Hermione saw a glance at the file, and saw that Draco wasn't the father of Astoria's child.

"Draco," Hermione called out. "You need to get back into your room."

Draco was in complete shock and blocked out all noise.

"I don't understand." Draco said again, "What about the baby." Narcissa suddenly looked concern. Draco turned to his mother, "The baby on the tapestry is on the tapestry."

Narcissa began to panic, "Uh, I don't know what you mean."

"The baby on the Tapestry. The child, it clearly showed that the child was mine. How could this be?"

"I don't know what you're talking of, darling." Narcissa said worriedly, "Let's go back to your room."

Draco looked at his mother, "The baby! Mother, the baby that we saw in August!"

This time Astoria spoke, "I wasn't pregnant in August."

Hermione snatched her wand out of Draco's hands and began to run.

"Granger!" Draco yelled following her.

Hermione felt bad for Draco, finding out that Astoria was pregnant with another man's child. She felt like she should tell him about his son but at the same time she did not want him to know. Hermione harbored slight hatred for Draco. She couldn't get the thought of him sleeping with Astoria out of her head. She didn't sleep with anyone. She remained faithful, but mostly only because she was pregnant. Hermione didn't want to know that Draco has been sleeping around.

"Granger come back here!" Draco yelled. Hermione found herself in front of a girl's bathroom and pushed the door in. Hermione ran to the nearest stall and let tears fall.

Hermione gasped as she heard the main door open.

"Granger! Get out here!"

Hermione panted with sadness, "Get out of here, Malfoy! This is a women's room!"

"Why the hell are you crying?" Draco suddenly got serious, "Is it hormones?"

Hermione wanted to crucio him so badly for saying that, "No it's not damn hormones, you little weasel!"

"Granger, why are you acting like this?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Granger..."

"Leave. Me. Alone." Draco started to get angry at Hermione's stubbornness. Draco pulled out his mother's wand he grabbed before chasing after Hermione.

"Accio door!" The door of Hermione's stall almost came off the hinges as it blew open. Draco walked forward, only to see the stall empty. Hermione apparated to the first place she thought of.

"Miss Granger?" Narcissa asked. Hermione apparated to Astoria's hospital room. The room was a lot busier. Nurses were attending to Flint's small cuts and bruises Draco had given him and a Doctor was trying to calm Astoria down who was wailing like an infant.

"Miss Granger? Are you alright?" Hermione mentally cursed herself. Of course she had to pick here. All Hermione had thought about was the comment Draco made about him and Astoria. Hermione looked to the side to see Draco making eye contact with her from down the hall.

"Granger!" Draco began to take off towards her. Narcissa had her mouth open in shock as she tried to stop Draco.

Hermione made a run towards the end of the hallway. The glass doors were in front of her. Draco came hurtling after her. Hermione now outside the building still ran, but at a slower speed. Hermione turned around to see Draco open the door to follow. As he did Draco got stunned and fell to the floor. It all happened in slow motion. Draco was unconscious on the ground. Hermione stared mortified. She had forgotten about the doors. Nurses ran from Astoria's room to Draco's side. A doctor levitated him and rushed him out of Hermione's view. Hermione looked up through the glass doors to see Narcissa shaking her head in Hermione's direction. She felt like a child disappointing a mother.

Hermione breathed heavily and mouthed, "I am so sorry!" Narcissa had an unfriendly glare towards Hermione as she walked off to follow her son. Hermione watched at the hospital disappeared. Hermione felt the suction tube feeling of apparition as she watched the scenery change. She found herself between maroon and purple building. She was in an alley within Knockturn Alley. Hermione began to panic.

"Expecto Patronum!" Her otter appeared out of thin air.

"Tell Blaise Zabini to come get me." She told the animal. The otter gave a faint nod as if swam away. Hermione rubbed her shoulders uncomfortably. She hadn't been here since she spied on Malfoy at Borgan and Burkes. Hermione couldn't imagine why she choose her to appartate here. Hermione began to walk out of the alley and tried to see if she could find Diagon. Hermione began to walk and felt eyes on her. Creepy people walking around, some just standing along buildings talking to themselves. Even one who drank a potion from a flask and changed into a different person.

"What's a pretty lass likes yourself doing round here." A greasy voice asked. Hermione felt a hand grab her arm. She tried to scream, but another under covered her mouth. The man pulled her over to him.

Hermione managed to get his hands off her mouth, "Let me go!" She cried.

"Don't be upset, I was just tryin' to help yah."

"I don't need your help!" Hermione pushed the wizard off her and began walking away. Hermione was then stopped by a witch who felt her stomach.

"A strong one, the baby is. I can give you a potion to-"

"Don't touch me!" Hermione, too pushed the woman away and went in the opposite direction.

Two other witches cornered her, "She's with child." One of them said coming closer.

"Back off!"

"I can sense its power. A strong mother and father." Hermione felt a hand on her belly.

"Don't touch me!"

"Hermione!" Blaise called from the steps leading into the corner.

"Blaise help me!"

Blaise came running and pointed his wand, "Stupefy!"

The three witches got flown back and into the alleyway, Hermione was in. Hermione ran into Blaise's arms, "Are you okay?"

Hermione nodded and began to cry, "Just get me out of here." Before Blaise apparated he already found himself in a living room.

"Where are we?" He asked. Hermione raised her head slightly to see her flat.

"This is my home." Hermione said, getting a better view.

"Hermione?" She heard a voice call.

Blaise pointed his wand as Ginny emerged.

"Don't hit her!" Hermione yelled. Ginny stood in the entryway of Hermione's living room go see Hermione in a one arm hug with Blaise.

"Weaslette?" Blaise said shocked. Ginny glared at him.

"I meant that in the nicest way possible." Blaise said trying to cover.

"Mmhmm." Ginny said sounding like an irritated Molly.

Ginny came over to Hermione who let go of Blaise, "Where. In. Merlins. Beard. Have. You. Been! Ginny yelled, slapping Hermione on the shoulder between each word.

"Ow! Stop that!"

"I tell you to go tell Draco. And what do you do? You get him hospitalized, you get your face on the front page of the daily prophet, and you bring home his best friend!" Ginny was beginning to sound like a howler at this point.

"What do you mean, front page of the Daily Prophet?"

"Oh come off it! You're making goo goo eyes at Mr. Italian over here!"

Hermione snatched the Prophet out of Ginny's hands. It was an entire article on Hermione's pregnancy and dinner with Blaise."

"I cannot believe this!"

"I know!" Blaise said in shock, "I do not make goo goo eyes!" Hermione glared at Blaise before looking back down at the newspaper.

"Mione, I can't believe you did this. First Draco, now him! What? Were you planning on shagging Blaise now?"

Hermione was hurt that Ginny thought of her like that. "I am not planning on shagging Blaise. He's just a friend, nothing more."

"It doesn't look like you two are just friends."

"Weaslette, I can assure that there is nothing going on between us." Blaise intervened.

"Like I'm going to believe a no good Slytherin bastard like you."

"Ginny!" Hermione said shocked, "You're just as bad as Malfoy!"

"Don't compare me to that man whore!" Ginny screamed.

"He is not a man whore! He has slept with me and Astoria-"

"And every girl at Hogwarts."

"That's in the past Gin."

"In the past. Really Hermione this pregnancy has changed you. Before you couldn't stand the sight of that ferret and now you are defending him!"

"Yes, my views on Malfoy have changed, but if you haven't forgotten that Draco is the father of my son."

"You're willing to tell me that, but can you tell him?" Ginny shot back. Hermione glared at Ginny.

"I am not ready to tell him."

"Maybe he's ready to listen. You can't keep hiding this from him. He will find out, Hermione."

"I can't tell him now." Hermione whispered, sadden from the recent events. Hermione felt tears in her eyes.

"What?" Ginny questioned, "Why not? What is your excuse this time?"

This time Blaise answered, "Draco thinks the child is mine."

"What!" Ginny yelled, "Hermione Jean Granger! What the hell did you do?"

"I didn't do anything! Blaise told Draco it was his!"

Ginny turned to Blaise, "Blaise Zabini! What the hell did you do?" Blaise looked frightened at the young witch, "I didn't know the kid was Draco's! No one told me! Granger looked like she was running away and so I was trying to be nice and cover for her."

"I am so confused. Where was Hermione running from and why did you need to cover?" Ginny asked. Hermione sat down and told Ginny the entire story from when she left to tell Draco all the way to her arriving back home in Blaise's arms.

"You stunned him!" Ginny said in shock, "Merlin, Mione, what were you thinking!"

"I didn't stun him... The door did."

"What are you going to do when he wakes up again?"

"I don't know I haven't gotten that far. Narcissa looked so upset at me. I am afraid to go back there."

"Go on and tell Draco."

"You think they are going to let me walk back in there after I stunned one of their patients?"

"Just apparate straight to the room. You did it before. That kid of yours is like a VIP pass." Blaise joked. Hermione felt like throwing up from the nerves. She thought after telling her story, Ginny would've shown some sympathy.

"I can't face Draco, especially after what happened. And I definitely cannot face Narcissa. When I saw her face as they were taking Draco to his room, I felt horrible, it felt like I disappointed my own mother, and I do not like feeling like that." Hermione felt her stomach turn at the thought of disappointing Narcissa. Ginny gave no sympathy and forced Hermione to change.

Hermione changed her clothes and took a shower. Ginny helped her with her make-up while Blaise waited outside the bathroom on her bed. Hermione asked Ginny to go natural with her make-up, because sometimes Ginny could go overboard with eyeshadow. When her make-up was finished and when she has finished dressing, Hermione walked into her bedroom to find Blaise on her bed reading The Princess Bride.

"Are you serious? The six fingered man is working for the King!" Blaise called reading the book.

"Stop skipping chapters!" Hermione reprimanded.

Ginny ignored the two as she finished Hermione. Her new masterpiece.

"Inconceivable!" Blaise joked as he read on.

Ginny made Hermione focus on her, "Now, you are going to apparate to the hospital, apologize to Draco and Narcissa for being a git, and then tell Draco about the baby. Got it?"

"I was not a git!" Hermione said defending herself.

"You were being a stubborn arse then. Is that better?" Hermione glared at Ginny as she grabbed her coin purse. Ginny put a causal black evening dress on her that accentuated her baby bump.

"Are you sure this is okay? I look like I am going to a funeral."

"You look hot Granger." Blaise called from her room still reading.

"Flattering won't get you anywhere, Zabini." Hermione answered back.

"Take two of telling Draco. Trying not to confuse baby daddies or end up on the front page again will you?" Hermione glared as she stepped away. Hermione instantly thought of Draco's hospital room. Her flat disappeared and reinvented itself into the hospital room.

"Miss Granger?" Narcissa asked rising from her seat. To Hermione, Narcissa looked like she had forgotten she was supposed to be mad. Narcissa came forward and pulled Hermione into a hug. Not the reaction Hermione was expecting.

"Narcissa?"

"I am so glad you are alright!" Narcissa told her pulling her in tighter, "I was so worried!"

"Worried? I thought you were upset? I didn't mean to stun Draco, honestly."

"Don't worry about it, he's fine. It was harmless. Draco should have known that the door stuns a patient trying to leave. Speaking of Draco, why was he following you?"

"He didn't tell you?" Hermione asked looking at the sleeping Draco on the bed.

"They gave him a sleeping potion to help him sleep. He's been out ever since."

"Maybe, I should go then." Hermione said, gesturing to the door.

"Actually, Miss Granger, I wanted to speak with you." Hermione felt like she was asked to go to the headmaster's office. Narcissa sounded so serious. She had Hermione sit on the couch by the window, while Narcissa retook her seat by Draco's bedside.

"This has to stop. Draco has gotten hurt too many times for this to continue. I told you that I would keep my word when I said I wouldn't tell Draco, but we can't keep playing games anymore. Tell Draco that the baby isn't Blaise's. You don't have to tell Draco that he's the father, but you should keep it unknown. That way Draco won't resent Blaise or you because-"

"Draco will resent me in some way. He thinks that I am in a relationship with Blaise, and if I tell him that Blaise is not the father he will think I'm some slut that cheated on his best friend."

"Break everything off with Blaise. Your 'relationship' and your 'love child'. Say you and Blaise are just friends and that Blaise was just protecting you since he knows how Draco thinks."

"I can't do that now. The newspaper thinks Blaise and I are a couple."

"And whose fault is that?" Narcissa asked raising a brow.

"Technically it's both of our faults, because he offered to buy me dinner, and I accepted and chose the restaurant. I didn't think that Rita would write an article about us. We never even got close to her."

Narcissa nodded, "Well, it's in the past so we will just have to make it work."

"Narcissa, I don't feel comfortable with breaking things off with Blaise. My feelings are strictly friendship, but he's giving me a security Draco can't provide."

"How so?"

"He's was neutral in the war, he has never called me a bad name, he treats me like a princess, and he cares for my child and my well being. He's given muggle things a go. He's willing to meet me halfway, unlike Draco. If I tell Draco, I will have to divide my time with my child in half. Draco treats me like dirt. What's to say he won't treat our child like that?"

"Everything you've listed, Miss Granger, was from his past. You are blinded by hatred."

"No, I see Draco for what he is."

"You don't know Draco, Miss Granger. Draco needs to be given a chance. He has never gotten one. Everyone treats him like you do. They treat him like he is his father, which he is not." Hermione realized she was right. She would defend Draco, but then would go bashing him.

"I'm sorry for the way I have been treating him, but Draco has tormented my life once I got sorted into my house. He hasn't apologized for that and I'm okay with that. It is too soon for him to know, but I can promise you that there is nothing going on between Blaise and I. There is nothing to worry about." Hermione said trying to reassure Narcissa. Both Hermione and Narcissa just sat there for a few minutes, in awkward silence. "Well," Hermione spoke up, breaking the silence, "I guess I should get going." Hermione stood from her spot.

Narcissa stood up in haste. "Why dear. You just arrived."

"Umm… I have to prepare lesson plans for my students."

"Okay then, but just remember that if you need anything, anything at all just send your owl."

"Granger?" Draco asked as he began to move." Narcissa and Hermione's eyes went wide. Hermione walked over to the other side of Draco's bed. Draco then held a hand out towards. Hermione looked at Narcissa in shock. Hermione lightly placed her hand in his as he closed it.

"I had a funny dream about you." He told her. Draco words made him sound like he was drunk. It was light and feathery as if he would fall asleep again.

"What was going on in your dream?" Hermione asked. Before Draco could answer he slowly went back to sleep. Hermione looked concerned as they saw a doctor come in.

"Has he woken yet?" The doctor asked.

"Yes, he was talking a second ago." Narcissa told him.

"They probably overdosed him with sleeping potion. He should be discharged by tomorrow morning, but don't be surprised if he's a little drowsy for a while. He took quick a shock from the door." The doctor nodded to both Hermione and Narcissa before he left the room.

"Well, I should get going. I just wanted to make sure Draco was okay and that we were okay." Hermione told Narcissa.

"Yes, everything is fine now. I will owl you when Draco comes home." Narcissa smiled.

"Thanks." Hermione said awkwardly, "Good evening, Narcissa."

"Uh, Miss Granger, before you go."

"Yes?"

"Please don't be a stranger. Come over whenever. Our manor is your manor."

"I will try not to be." Hermione told the older witch.

"I just want you to know that... whatever happens... Draco and I are here for you." Hermione wished she could believe Narcissa words, but she wasn't convinced. Hermione nodded at Narcissa and apparated. Her last look of the hospital was of Draco sleeping in his bed. Hermione was now in her flat. The place had seemed deserted. All the lights were off, except for the one in her bathroom that lit up her bedroom. Hermione sluggishly walked over to her bed, which she was planning to collapse on, until she saw a figure sprawled across it. The figure was unmistakably Blaise. He laid on her bed with Princess Bride on his chest and another book in his hand three fourths of the way open. "I guess he finished Princess Bride and moved on to another." She walked up closer to his sleeping person and saw that he read Peter Pan.

"Blaise?" Hermione questioned. Blaise head popped up immediately as he tried to wake himself.

"I'm up!" He jolted forward causing the Princess Bride to fall of his chest. Hermione picked the book from the floor and set it on her nightstand.

"Did you wait for me?" Hermione asked.

Blaise wasn't sure how to answer. He didn't know if she would find it creepy or sweet.

"Uh, yeah, I did."

"That was nice if you." Hermione beamed as she sat next to Blaise.

"Yeah, well, Weaselette went home. Her son was crying and so Potter asked for her to come home. I told her I would wait for you, but I must have fallen asleep."

"No, it's fine. Thank you for doing that, I appreciate it."

"It was nothing." He said modestly. Hermione smiled at him.

"Thank you."

Hermione went over to the bathroom and washed her make-up off. She went back into her bedroom and grabbed her pajamas. She closed the bathroom door and went to take off the dress, but she couldn't seem to get the zipper all the way down.

"Ugh, seriously Ginny?" Hermione cried out in frustration. Hermione heard a knock from the door causing Hermione to pose her contorted body. She bent her arms in every which way possible trying to pull the zipper down, and had no such luck.

"Are you okay in there?" Blaise asked knocking a second time.

"Uh, yeah, I just can't get my dress undone." Hermione said embarrassed.

"Are you decent? Can I come in?" Blaise asked. Hermione normally would have said no, but it seemed it was that or sleeping in the dress which wasn't that comfortable.

"Yeah, come in." She said in defeat. Blaise turned the knob to the door slowly as he wedged himself in the small bathroom. Blaise was pressed to Hermione's back. They couldn't move without Hermione falling into the bathtub. The flat was meant for a one person and it was moments like this when Hermione began to question how she was to raise a child in such a crowded space. She didn't even have room for a cot.

"Here, I think I can get the zipper down. Hermione's body tensed all over as he tried to find the zipper. His hands roamed down her back as he finally found it. Instead of swishing it down, he took his time as he went down the track of the zipper. Hermione could feel his hot breath down her neck as the zipper came to a halt. The dress felt loose and her and began to fall off her shoulders. Hermione clung to the neckline for dear life.

"There you go." Blaise said taking a step back.

"Thank you." Hermione blushed, keeping her head forward. Blaise made eye contact with Hermione though the mirror.

"You look absolutely beautiful, Hermione." Blaise said not breaking eye contact.

Hermione's face turned a shade of pink. "I have no make-up on. I can't possibly look beautiful."

"Don't discourage yourself. With or without make-up you look beautiful either way."

"Blaise, you make me feel like I am the most beautiful woman in the world. I know that I'm not, but you make me feel special."

"You deserve to have someone to make you feel special every single day."

Hermione turned to face Blaise. There is limited space between them. Hermione look up at him and saw his eyes. They looked sincere, full of admiration, maybe even love. Blaise closed the space between them, placing his hands delicately on both of her cheeks bringing her closer and closer to him and placed his lips on hers. Hermione responded instantly to the kiss.

Blaise glided his tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance. Hermione gladly accepted, deepening the kiss. Full of passion, full of lust. They parted, when Hermione looked into his eyes, they turned a shade darker. Hermione had forgotten that Blaise was Draco best friend, but he made her feel unique. Hermione lead Blaise to the bedroom, where Blaise carefully set her on the bed.

"Blaise..." Hermione said breaking every so often. "You know..." Blaise deepened the kiss. "We can't do that." Hermione settled back into the kiss, not wanting to break away anymore.

"I know, Hermione." Blaise chuckled. When their lips collided again Hermione felt Blaise smile.

Author's Note: Don't freak! This is still a Dramione fanfic! We just decided to incorporate Blaise into the story, because Hermione deserves to have a little fun. Pregnant "Girls just wanna have fun"! Anyway, what you think of our Blaise? Do you like him as a person? Do you like him with Hermione? Let us know in a review! Thank you all so much for your feedback on previous chapters. We always look forward to new followers and reviews. Thanks so much for reading Chapter 9 of "The Lion's Secret"! Until next Tuesday!

~AmatuerWriter98 and AnonymousMaknae