Chapter 11 Untitled
God, life can be a bitch! I wake up this morning with a splitting headache and my backing aching horribly. I must have had a ton of alcohol to drink. I lean over to wake up John when I realize I'm in a single bed. A single bed with gold and burgundy covers and I get up and my thighs are taut and so is my ass! I run into the bathroom screaming and look at myself in the mirror. My twenty-seven year old self in my seventeen year old body! Jesus! I scream again.
"Could you stop bloody screaming?" Yells Lavender from the next room.
"Lav?" I call from the bathroom. "Am I dreaming?"
"No but I was! Having a right good one about Ron…" She says grumpily to me.
"Sorry love!" I say with a sigh.
"When did you start calling me love?" She asks now fully awake and stretching.
"Um…now?" I try.
"Okay." Lav says giving me this look as if I belong in Bedlam. Maybe I do. Maybe this is all a bloody dream! What am I going to do if it is? What am I going to do if it's not? What's happened to John, to Seanna and Rose. Oh my god ROSE! She's in me right now. I forgot how weird it was to be pregnant. I lift my shirt up to see my flat stomach that I hadn't seen again since before Seanna was born. God do I want to be here? I miss Seanna and John, and Rose. What have I done? I've cursed myself. No I haven't, I have given myself the chance to be with the one I truly love. I almost squeal with excitement. Then I remember how hard it was just knowing that Draco was gone. I don't think it'll be much better this time around. Hold on a bloody minute, when do I go back? Do I go back? What the hell is going to happen to me? UGH! THESE THINGS CAUSE SUCH DIFFICULTY! I look at my back and the mirror and the rose is still there. It wasn't there when I was seventeen. God!
"Hermione what's taking you so long? I've got to shower too!
God I haven't even started my shower. I turn on the water hop in scrub and hop out. I wrap myself in a towel and walk out holding my pjs and finally letting Lav get into the bath. I stick my tongue out at her and she smiles. I love to be silly for no reason. Being seventeen is going to be great! I run back into our room and pull on fresh knickers and a pair of jeans. I open up my closet and look inside for a shirt. I pull out the same one I remember wearing ten years ago. It's so cute, a navy blue tee with white sparkly screening that said Sexy Mama. And all in all I am. I am sexy and I am a mama. I laugh inwardly at this and Lav just looks at me again and thinking Bedlam. I gather her and Ginny and go for Madame Pomfrey's wing. I'm looking at it with such a different perspective. I mean I've already been through this twice, once with Rose, and then with Seanna. But now my body thinks it's the first time.
This time I look as the vial changes from my blood color to neon looking green! I try to hold back my smile but I can't. Everyone's expecting my breakdown. I guess I'm expecting it too but I don't have it. I run from the room. I have to catch Draco before he leaves. I catch him just as I had the first time around but this time I don't just yell his name.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy! I am pregnant with your baby so you better turn around this instant. Don't ignore me! I know where you're going." I know the baby thingamee got him but I just wanted to make sure. He finally turns back and looks at me. I can see the storm invading his usually unreadable grey eyes. He walks back to where I'm standing breathing so hard I can't even think. He's so close our noses are almost touching.
"Pregnant?" He whispers.
"Pregnant." I give him a small smile.
"You know where I'm going?" He says seriously.
"Yes. Don't leave me and your daughter."
"How do you know what it is?"
"I can feel it." I lie, but a damn good one at that.
"I have to go Hermione. I have to go. I can't stay here." He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Then suddenly I get an idea. I look down at my messenger back and rip out a bit of parchment. I write down the address I until I find John. It's the flat, the first flat I ever purchased. 121 Tenth Street. I wrote it clearly and made sure he could read it. I lean forward and kiss him with all I can muster. I make sure he can feel it all over his body. I sure can feel it all over mine. When I pull back he looks at me.
"What are you going to name her? Have you decided yet?"
"Rose Madelyn Malfoy." I smile putting her last name with his. Hermione Jane Granger-Malfoy. I really liked how that sounded.
"Marry me Draco?"
"When I get out, when I get away from all of this. I will." He whispers. "I love you Hermione. Know that." He looks at me so seriously. I wonder if I'm doing the right thing.
"I love you too. Know that Draco." I kiss him again. Demanding more and more. I want to have him there, while we're still seventeen but as soon as I reach for the front of his shirt and try to pull him into an empty classroom he pulls away.
"That's how we got you knocked up." He says trying to make light of the situation even though we all three know he's leaving.
"Yeah. We should try it again though. With out the knocked up part." I smile.
"As soon as I get back, trust me that's the first thing we're doing." He smirks.
"Hold I have to show you something." I say pulling him quickly into the classroom. I pull my shirt of my head.
"Mione, don't do this to me." He croaks. I kind of forgot that we were just about to have sex. Anyway. I turn my back to him and I can practically hear him smiling.
"You got it done?!" He laughs.
"Yeah. I did! " I turn around a smile at him.
"Put a shirt on, you're killing me!" He sighs dramatically. "I'm going to miss you like hell." He murmurs against the skin of my forehead.
"Yeah, right back at you." And we just hold each other.
We stumble back out of the classroom and I hug and kiss him all over his face good bye and he tells me he loves me over and over again and I tell him the same. Finally we have one of those really good movie kisses that lasts like ten minutes and he pulls away and I watch him go. Go away from me for three years. Walk down that hallway but I know that in three years we will be married…right?