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XXVI. Reuniting At Last
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Harry and Pansy split up at the entrance to Malfoy Manor to find Draco and Hermione. It had been almost a month since they had arrived in Europe and they were both eager to find the two that could get them home.
Harry found Hermione on the third floor of the manor. She was looking out the window.
"Hermione?" Harry said hopefully.
Hermione's head turned sharply around to look at Harry. "Harry?" she said, sounding slightly skeptical that he was really standing there.
"Yes, it's me," he said.
"Harry, before you get all excited to see me, I have to tell you something," she started.
"No, let me go first," Harry said. "I've had sex with Pansy. I lost count at around 200 times."
Hermione stared at him and then let out a short laugh. "You counted?" she asked.
"Yes," he said. "Now what did you have to say?"
Hermione was still laughing at Harry counting how many times he had had sex with Pansy and Harry hung his head. Suddenly Hermione stopped laughing and let out an 'oh' and Harry looked up.
"Harry, get Ron, quick. Tell him to find Draco."
"What happened?" Harry asked anxiously.
"My water just broke."
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Harry didn't even think about the consequences of those words until he had already run down the stairs and ran into redhead in question. He told Ron what had happened and was surprised that Ron didn't even say "Oh, hi Harry." Ron ran down the hall and stepped into a room. Moments later, Harry saw Ron and Malfoy run out of the room and run in the opposite direction.
Pansy stepped out of the kitchen and saw Harry. "Harry, have you seen Draco yet?"
Harry was still thinking. Hermione's water broke; she was having a baby? Malfoy was the father?
When Harry was having sex with Pansy, he never thought that Hermione would cheat on him with Malfoy. The thought never crossed his mind that Hermione would let Malfoy near her. And here, she was having Malfoy's child.
"Harry!" Pansy said louder.
"What?" he asked distracted with his thoughts.
"Have you seen Draco?" she asked.
"Yeah, he just went that direction," he said, pointing down the hall where Malfoy and Ron had run.
"Did you see Granger?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said in a soft voice.
"And?" Pansy prompted.
"She's having a baby."
"She's what?!" Pansy asked stepping back.
"Yeah, I was talking to her and her water broke while I was talking to her…"
"She's having Weasley's baby, right?"
Harry stopped. He hadn't thought of that. But then why would she want Ron to get Malfoy? They must at least have some kind of friendship now that they had spent so much time together. Harry sighed. He was still slightly mad that Hermione was pregnant, but it was better if it was Ron than Malfoy.
"Wait…" Harry said out loud to himself. "Pansy. Ron's gay."
Pansy's face was priceless at that moment – the second she realized that that could only mean Draco was the father of the baby.
"It could be someone else," Pansy reasoned. "Maybe it's someone else who lives around here."
"Come one," Harry said. "Let's try to find them and find out."
Pansy nodded solemnly and followed after Harry in the direction that Draco and Ron had gone.
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Harry and Pansy stopped outside of a door on the second floor of the manor. There were people surrounding it already, all having anxious and terrified looks slapped across their faces.
"Is Hermione in there?" Harry asked the first person he saw.
"Yes," said a short woman with dark blonde hair. "Who're you?"
Harry just sighed and said, "It doesn't matter."
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They waited outside the door – shifting to different positions when their appendages no longer wanted to be of use and fell asleep – for what seemed like days, but was really three or four hours.
The handle on the door rattled and everyone jumped to their feet to crowd around the door once more with a determined Harry and Pansy in the front of the group, pushing towards the door.
The door swung open and they could see Draco's smiling, handsome face. "It's a… Potter?" he stuttered as his eyes flew to the raven-haired man before him.
"What in the bloody hell is a Potter?" said a man in the back.
"It's a boy," Draco told the crowd curtly and then pulled Harry and Pansy into the room and shut the door behind them.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed happily from the bed.
Harry ran over to Hermione and gave her a hug and Draco shook in jealousy. He knew it! He knew that as soon as the prissy Gryffindor was back that Hermione would fall right back into his arms.
"Harry, it's good to see you again. I never got to explain what I wanted but as you can tell—" She pointed in the corner where the midwife was washing the crying baby. "I've had Draco's baby."
"So it is yours then?" Pansy asked Draco in a shrill voice.
"Who else's would it be?" Draco asked as if Pansy was a flobberworm. Harry walked back over to Pansy and put an arm around her waist, calming her. "I see you two have made nice." Draco sneered.
"As have the two of you," Harry mocked.
Draco flickered a glance at his gorgeous wife – who was now accepting their child from the midwife – and smirked. "Oh yes, we've made nice, all right. Loads of times, in many rooms…" Draco trailed off, still looking towards Hermione, who was too busy figuring out how to breastfeed the child to hear what Draco was talking about.
"Well—" Harry started but Draco stopped his retort.
"So what took you so long?" he asked.
"Sweet Merlin, that's a long story," Pansy sighed.
"Well, let's hear it then," Draco said, seating himself on the cushions in front of the bay window while gesturing to Potters to a couch in the corner.
"We need Blaise," Pansy said. Draco immediately stiffened and looked up at them in surprise.
"Blaise is here, too?" he asked.
"But he wasn't part of the potions project, how would he get here?" Hermione asked.
"He's not our age Blaise, he's another who lives in this time, we've brought him here as a guide from Africa," Harry explained.
"Africa?" Draco asked, even more confused.
"Fetch Blaise," Pansy said. "And we'll tell you everything."
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A/N: Since Brittany didn't update... I did. Hope you're enjoying it!