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Chapter 9

Hermione had a restless sleep, she would wake up every once in a while, thinking about her fight with Charlie and if she overreacted or not and when she fell asleep again, she would have nightmares about Jess and Charlie or only about Jess.

It was different as she woke up for the third time that night. She felt really sick and quickly ran to the bathroom, where she immediately had to throw up as she reached the toilet. A few seconds later, a worried looking Charlie was beside her, held her hair and rubbed her back.

"Go away." she mumbled.

"Not a chance. I know you are angry with me, but you are sick and I want to be there for you."

Before Hermione could reply anything, she had to throw up again. As she was sure there wouldn't be more and calmed her breathing she asked "How did you even know I was here?"

"Couldn't sleep, so I heard you." he answered, still stroking her back "Do you think you are finished? I'll help you back to bed."

Hermione nodded, so Charlie flushed the toilet and helped her stand up, so she could rinse out her mouth. He held her around the waist and walked with her to their bedroom, where he helped her into bed. Then, he conjured a bucket and a glass of water.

"Thank you." Hermione said quietly.

"No problem. In good and in bad times, right?!"

Hermione nodded "Stay?" she asked. Without answering, Charlie stood up and got into bed behind her.


Hermione woke up early the next morning. She looked at Charlie, who was peacefully sleeping beside her and decided to go make some tea. She was still feeling nauseous, but it was nothing compared to last night. She carefully got out of bed, so she wouldn't disturb Charlie's sleep and walked to the kitchen.

She just poured herself a cup, as Charlie entered the kitchen "Morning. How are you feeling?"

"Morning. Still nauseous, but better, thanks. You want some tea?"

"Yes please. Hermione, can we talk?" he asked and sat down beside her.

Hermione placed Charlie's cup in front of him and nodded.

"I know I should have told you about Jess and I'm sorry about that, but she and I, we were never a couple. We both decided to have some fun, she agreed and when I realized that I had feelings for you, I even told her that there was someone in England I really, really liked. There was NEVER a time, where you were the other woman. If she had feelings for me, she never told me or acted like it. I'm sorry I let you walk in there without knowing."

"I'm sorry too. I should've let you explain, but I was just so angry and didn't know what to think…"

"You don't need to apologize, Love. It was stupid of me not to tell you."

Hermione sat on Charlie's lap and hugged him, Charlie kissed the top of her head, more than relieved that they talked about it.


Work the next few days was relatively stress-free. Jess took a week of leave, so Hermione didn't have to deal with her. She wanted to talk to her, but thought it would be better, if both of them had time to cool down. She already thought about talking to Alan about other potential job positions on the Reserve. It wouldn't be the best thing to stay there, if Jess and she couldn't get along well. And because Jess was there first, it was only logical for Hermione that she had to go. But she would wait, until she spoke with her to make a final decision.

It was Saturday, two days after Hermione threw up, as she had to vomit again. Charlie was at work, so she was alone at home. She didn't think she would make it to the bed, so she lay down on the cold bathroom floor and quickly fell asleep.

That's how Charlie found her a few hours later. He gently lifted her up and carried her to the bed.

"Hey…" Hermione mumbled, the movements waking her up.

"Hey. What happened?"

"I had to vomit again and I didn't think I could walk back, so I fell asleep in the bathroom."

"Love, you should go to the medical tent, maybe you've caught the flu."

"I'm already feeling better. I just need some rest, tea and some crackers and I'll be as good as new in a few days."

"Are you sure? You shouldn't underestimate it."

"I'm sure, if I feel worse or it isn't getting better, I will go. I promise, okay?!"

"Okay, just be careful." he told her.


Charlie woke up early the next morning, hearing his wife, vomiting, yet again. He quickly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

"Oh, Love…" he mumbled before getting down on the floor and holding her hair out of her face.

"Merlin." Hermione said and retched again, grabbing Charlie's thigh.

"It's okay, honey." he said and tried to rub soothing circles on her lower back.

After a while Hermione leaned her back on Charlie's chest, she was exhausted "I'm sorry you had to see this again."

"Are you kidding me? I told you a thousand times, I want to be there for you, okay?"

"Okay."

"But Love, you really should go see a Healer today. You are not feeling well, maybe they can give you a potion or something."

"Maybe you are right." she agreed.

"I can go with you. I just have to tell Alan that I'll come later today." Charlie had the weekend shift this week.

"No, no. That's nice, honey, but you don't have to. It's no big deal."

"Are you sure? It's no problem, really."

"I'm sure. But thank you."


Three hours later, Hermione entered the medical tent, to get a potion for her nausea. Emilia was the Healer who had the weekend shift.

"Hi Emilia." Hermione greeted the woman, who was a good friend by now.

"Hermione, hi. What are you doing here?"

"I feel nauseous for a week now. I vomited a few times and I was wondering if you could give me a potion or something?"

"Okay, just sit down for a moment, I will run a few diagnostic spells, if that's okay." Emilia said.

"Sure. Thank you." Hermione said, sitting down.

Emilia pointed her wand at Hermione's stomach and muttered a few spells. After the third spell, Hermione's stomach began to glow in a golden yellow.

Emilia nodded to herself and smiled at Hermione "You don't have the flu. Congratulations, Hermione. You're pregnant."