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Description: We have the long awaited face off with Ron, which will be brought to more of a conclusion next chapter :)
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Chapter 9
"Alright so, I suppose the most important things to get right now are cots, we could go for three bassinettes to last until we can move up and buy three cribs, although it might be expensive, even one after the other." Hermione rattled away as she leafed through her checklist whilst she and Draco strolled through the streets of muggle London.
He rolled his eyes and smirked a little as she made her way towards a side lane advertising second hand furniture shops.
"What on earth do you think you're doing Granger?" He teased, as she turned around and gave him a quizzical look.
"What else? Getting some baby stuff that won't break the bank?" She raised an eyebrow as Draco laughed and offered her his arm.
"Come on, do you honestly think I'm buying my children mangy second hand furniture? We're heading to Harrods my dear." He winked as Hermione's mouth dropped.
"You know about muggle shops?!" Draco shrugged as Hermione took his arm and they moved on.
"Just the ones worth knowing. For example I happen to know that the new Prada maternity line is out for this season." Hermione shook her head resolutely.
"No, I can't ask you to spend that kind of money!"
"You're not asking." He winked, as Hermione sighed. "Look, Hermione I want to, and it's my money, so I call the shots. Now let's go." He grinned as she reluctantly nodded, and with a hidden excited grin, began the walk to the centre of London.
Hermione laughed as Draco tried to wrestle the third huge box into the boot of his car, and thrust all eighteen shopping bags onto the back seat.
"I think that's the most shopping I've ever done, ever." She sighed, leaning back into the soft leather as Draco collapsed into the driver's side.
"I could really, really do with a drink." He groaned, stretching out his arms as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You carried one crib for five minutes, the sales assistant carried the other two for much longer." Draco stuck out his tongue childishly as he revved the engine.
"So, wanna head towards the Alley and grab a drink? The Lost Witches will be open, it's only half nine." Hermione sighed and rubbed her temples, realising she did owe Draco a lot after everything he'd done for her, especially buying all the overly expensive baby gear.
She nodded, forcing a smile as she tried to forget about her tired feet.
"Are you sure?" He gave her a questioning look as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Draco, of course. You deserve a break after today, it was pretty damn stressful." Hermione tried to block the terrifying thoughts that were racing around her mind at that moment.
They still had to inform the school, make sure everyone knew, worry about her future career, although money wasn't really an issue, she did want to work.
And all of that came even before contemplating the biggest problem she was facing;
Ron.
She shook those thoughts from her mind, trying to keep up the smile as Draco pulled into a parking lot closer to the entrance of Diagon Alley.
The Lost Witches was relatively busy for a Monday evening, and the bartender wasn't really paying attention to the rather rowdy young lad in one corner of the bar.
He started paying attention when the kid began shouting at a barstool, and hoped to God he'd be able to close early that night.
"Here we go, we'll stay for one drink, and butterbeer only, I'm driving and I'm not sure the little Malfoy's would appreciate a strong shot of Firewhiskey." Draco teased as he made sure Hermione got through the door ok. She rolled her eyes and Draco winked before heading off to the men's room.
She rolled her eyes and went to grab them a table near the bar, and after leaving her coat on the seat, she turned to face the bar man to be served.
With a smiled and a nod to acknowledge the other customers, before she spotted someone familiar.
Hermione stopped in her tracks, freezing in place as she looked on blankly in shock.
"Oh god." She whispered as the drunken figure approached.
"Mione! What is you doinn here?" Ron slurred as Hermione raised her arm slowly to cover her stomach protectively.
"Ron, I hope you're having a good holiday." She stuttered, trying to hide her fear as she grimaced in a desperate attempt at a smile.
"It just got better." He grinned, grabbing hold of her and pulling her close. She could feel his hot sticky breath as he pressed against her, and tried to struggle away.
"Ron, Ron please, please just" She whispered, her resolve weakening as she trembled in fear.
"You're right Mione, let's go somewhere a liiittle more private." He smirked, grabbing hold of her arm tight as he tugged her outside and down the side alley beside the bar.
He pressed himself against her, crushing her against the wall as he tried to pull her skirt up while he thrust his hand up her shirt.
"Ron stop it, stop." She whimpered, sobbing quietly as he laughed cruelly.
"Why Mione? You're mine, mine and you always will be." He snarled.
Hermione opened her mouth, ready to scream but Ron pressed his lips against her, hard enough to bruise, and forced his disgusting tongue into her mouth.
When he pulled away, he placed his hand over her mouth, smirking as he did so.
"Hermione?" She tried to turn her head, to scream, shout so that someone would hear her, he would hear her.
"Don't you dare." Ron whispered, as the shadow at the end of the alley began to turn away.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. With the last of her strength, she bit down on Ron's hand, hard.
He cried out in pain and drunken rage, raising his hand ready to strike her as she tried to get away.
He didn't get far.
A fist slammed into the side of his face. Ron fell to the ground, unconscious, at least for now.
"Hermione, oh merlin, oh merlin fuck." Draco hissed, taking her face in his hands as he rubbed the grime and tears away from her cheeks.
"I'm ok, Draco I'll be fine." She assured him, taking his arms as he helped her to her feet.
"And the babies?" He asked, carefully placing his hand over her stomach as she smiled and nodded.
"We're all ok, Draco maybe we"
"What is this?" Ron spat blood on the floor as he pulled himself up onto his elbows and glared, with dawning realisation on his face.
"You, you're with Malfoy?" He cried, struggling to stand as Draco whipped out his wand.
"Ron I'm sorry, I meant to tell you, I really did, it's just"
"And the baby?" He growled, glaring at her as she looked away.
"Draco's." She replied softly.
Ron roared, raising his wand as he pointed it at Draco's and screamed, at the exact same time Draco raised his wand and screamed a second spell, Hermione had almost no time to react before the two spells collided.
A huge ball of white light formed, and milliseconds later, exploded.
"I need operating theatre 911 free, stat, get Medi Wizard Rosen and three CC's of AG potion six, mix with dried ferns, and for Merlin's sake get the door!" Hermione groaned and tried to move.
A miss match of noises echoed in and out of her mind, voices and distant beeps swimming in a languid state of confusion.
She blearily opened one eye and could just about make out something blonde-white bobbing alongside.
She smiled dreamily, before her eyes rolled back into her head and the darkness took over again.
Draco watched in horror as Hermione's body began to shake violently, her warm chocolate eyes rolling back into her head as her back arched and bucked.
"She's going into shock, I need Medi Wizard Rosen, now. Someone grab me the muggle creations we're using for this I don't have time to get to the theatre." She bossy Medi Witch snapped at a few terrified looking Wizards who nodded before rushing off.
"Sir I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She snapped, eyeing the incredibly handsome man who looked as though he was about to drop unconscious at her feet, and she didn't need that in her ER.
He had a dark, purplish coloured gash running across his forehead, just grazing his eyebrow, and a panicked look in his eye even though he looked pale enough to drop dead.
"No, she needs me." He said bluntly as she rolled her eyes and sighed, crashing through the doors of the theatre and shocking a few of the Wizards already in the room.
"Sweetie I don't mean to be rude but it looks like you need medical attention, you can see your friend later, right now"
"She's carrying my children, I'm not leaving." Draco roared, causing the lead operating Wizard to pause and look up from the equipment he was quickly selecting from.
The witch raised her hands in defeat and showed him to the small waiting area just outside.
"I'll let you know," She snapped before he could ask, and gave him a once over.
"But my advice is you go and get yourself looked at, you're not doing so well." She sighed, before pulling her hair into a bun and hurrying off down the corridor.
When the lead operating Med Wizard left the theatre to inform the father of the consequences of the operation, he found him asleep in the uncomfortable plastic chair he'd been sitting in for over four hours, and cracked a smile.
"Mr Malfoy?" The boy jerked awake as though he'd been struck by lightning, his wild blonde hair spiked up, enhancing the metaphor.
"Yes? Is she OK? Are the babies ok?!" He snapped, getting straight to the point as he stood up too quickly, and had to lean against the wall for support.
"Miss Granger is doing just fine, she's actually awake, and if you'd prefer I could discuss the consequences of the accident with the pair of you?" Draco felt a lump form in his throat.
Consequences?
He nodded, trying to stay together for her sake, and entered the ward Hermione had been moved to while he was sleeping.
He went straight to her bedside, and smiled sadly when she blearily opened her eyes.
"Draco?" She mumbled, smiling drowsily as he chuckled softly.
"It's me Granger, don't you worry." He stroked her cheek gently, before turning back to the doctor.
"So, the consequences you mentioned?" Hermione's eyes jerked open, and she clutched Draco's hand for support.
The Doctor sighed and offered Draco a seat before continuing.
"You may or may not know Mr Malfoy, but the spell that was generated when you cast your protective spell to attempt to block Mr Weasley's curse, was a mutant. It was that that knocked the three of you to the ground, and rather badly damaged Miss Granger and Mr Weasley, you escaped rather lightly."
"A mutant spell?" Draco asked nervously, clutching Hermione's hand a little tighter as she held her breath.
"Yes, Mr Malfoy. We know the extent of the spell on yourself and Miss Granger, as it merely exploded and caused collateral damage to the pair of you. However, as I'm sure you're aware, with concerns unborn children there can be… complications."
Draco gasped and looked away.
"What? What complications?!" Hermione stuttered.
"The spell can mutate with the gene, and cause a disease that manifests on unborn babies, it's not contagious, so you and, if we are dealing with one case here, the other babies won't be affected. But there is a chance one or more of the children have contracted it."
"Tantagitis." Draco breathed sadly as Hermione felt the tears trickling down her cheeks.
"W, what does it mean? If one of my children has contracted it?"
"Tantagitis, as Mr Malfoy correctly stated it's called, causes genetic mutations. It can be minor abnormalities, such as extreme difference in eye colour, or unusual hair colour, or it can be serious and life altering. Children have been known to be born deaf, blind or missing organs or limbs."
Hermione gasped and held her trembling hand to her mouth as Draco held her close.
"We can determine if it's such a serious case as this, by performing a simple sonogram. It will be easy to tell if the condition is minor, severe or non-existent."
Hermione nodded, but never let go of Draco's hand as the Medi Wizard set up the screen and retrieved his wand.
He cast a simple spell that linked Hermione with the screen, and slowly waved his wand over her stomach.
Hermione held her breath, as Draco looked on in shocked silence, a single tear trickling down his cheek as he prayed for the best.
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