Usual disclaimer applies and this is for deanne! This is what could happen if you do it with out using the present jane gave you! You know what I mean Deanne, and if you manage to last till next birthday I'll give you a pound too!
Chapter 7 - Hermione
BANG!
The staff room door slams shut and I can here the noisy strides as Severus storms off to his classroom. I sink slowly into the chair next to me.
Why had he acted like that? I mean I know he would be upset maybe a little angry but not this livid. He had just flown off the handle. I thought he loved me. I thought him to be different.
I began to cry. Hot wet tears welled in my eyes and spilled fourth. I didn't do anything to stop them. They fell from my eyes and ran down my cheeks and my nose. Dripping onto my robes and soaking them. The concealment charm I had used to cover my `bump' was beginning to wear off and I could see it visibly. I could feel the baby moving inside me and it only served to fuel my tears. I knew that this baby would have no real father. Either it would have Ron, and I wasn't going back to him, or it would have Severus, who wasn't going to come back to me.
I sat there for what seemed like eyes hunched up and sobbing, replaying the whole scene in my mind. Why had he reacted like that? I mean I know it was as hock but I thought that he loved me. As is sat there I heard voices outside the door. I froze realising that someone was about to walk in and find me pregnant and a mess. I scrambled around for my wand. It was too late.
"Yes Albus I'll get that done right away! Hermione!" it was Minerva. "Oh Hermione what's wrong dear? Oh good lord! Your pregnant!"
I looked at her with sad red, tear filled eyes. And stopped the search for my wand and sat there in front of her with my head down and my hands together on my lap. I felt like I was in school again and I was about to be reprimanded for doing something stupid.
"Minerva I can explain." I began but then shook my head, "no I can't. I'm pregnant and I don't know who the father is!"
Minerva sat down next to me and took hold of my hand.
"Hermione my dear this will be OK. Really it will all turn out fine." She cooed and began to stroke my hand.
"Minerva, Severus doesn't want the baby, not even if it's his. He said he didn't want kids and he got really angry. I don't know what I am going to do, I'm gonna have to leave my job and my house and move. It would be too painful to stay here! I don't wan to hurt him anymore." I sad sadly and began to wipe the tears away from my face, the result was that I wiped mascara all over my face.
"Hermione you will do no such thing! I will not allow you to change your life to protect him! He has always been like this. He thinks of nothing but himself. I will talk to him if you want me to?" she said in a calming whisper.
I shook my head and got up. Walking to the window I looked out of it just as Severus had done. I can see the lake and the rock where I had sat on that fateful night when Severus had looked after me. It had been nearly 9 months ago. Two weeks after that I had slept with him and we had been together since then.
I turned to look at Minerva.
"Minerva I," but I stopped I couldn't continue. I clutched my stomach. I felt the most intense pain.
"Hermione?" asked Minerva nervously, "Hermione my dear what's wrong?"
"Minerva I think I'm going into labour." I said and sure enough my waters broke moments later.
"Oh god!" shouted Minerva as she rushed over to try and help me.
"I'll go to the hospital wing, its OK. I'll be fine." I told her trying to keep calm and breathe.
I got up to the hospital wing and knocked on the door.
"Erm Poppy?" I called as I gritted my teeth against another surge of pain.
"What is it? Came Poppy Pomfrey's unhurried yet exasperated tone.
"I am erm, I think I'm in labour." I said in shock and pain.
She looked up from her desk in the corner and looked at me taking a moment to come to terms with the bump I did not have this morning. For a moment longer she sat there and then she jumped up and began to flutter about saying `oh god if only you had said Hermione I could have prepared for you, I wish you had said.'
I laughed inwardly as she began to run about getting curtains and things to surround the bed I was to have. Finally she had got all she needed and I was sat on the bed wondering bow I had let myself get into this mess. I had had to get changed into a nightdress and I looked a mess.
"Poppy! I can't wear this I look a mess!" I said trying to lighten the tone as I gritted my teeth through yet another contraction. Poppy didn't smile instead she looked worried.
"Erm Hermione dear how far along are you? Do you know?" she asked as she looked at me.
"Erm about 6-7 I think, it's awful early I know." I said.
" Actually dear I think its more like 8 months," she said but the worried look didn't disappear.
"Poppy what's wrong why do you look so worried? What's the matter?" I asked as I held my stomach.
"Erm it looks as if there could be some complications dear. I think I may have to call for Albus he will know what to do." She said and ran off.
I looked around the room alternating wondering what to do and squeezing the sheets as each contraction came. Eventually I realised that I wanted Ron to be here. I grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill from the bedside cabinet cupboard.
Ron
I need you to be here. I have gone into labour. Please hurry.
Hermione.
As if to answer the problem of how to get this to the owlery or to Ron, Minerva came rushing in.
"Minerva can you take this to Ron please? Or get an owl to take to Ron? Please." I said and handed the note to her.
She nodded and left the room; I could hear her footsteps down the corridor.
Moments later I could hear footsteps were getting nearer. The door bust open and Poppy came bustling in with Dumbledore behind her.
"Hermione how are you?" he asked with a slightly worried look.
"Erm well apart from the fact that I have another human being inside me that is trying to get and causing me, aaarrrgh, immense pain, then yeah I'm absolutely fine. You?" I said hoping that if I kept this up I may crack a smile on someone's face. The way they all looked so worried unnerved me.
"Hermione I have some very bad news," said Albus solemnly, "there is a very slim chance that both of you will come out of this alive. It may come down to the fact that it will be a choice between saving you and saving the child." He said as he laid a hand on my stomach. "Usually it is left up to the father to decide." He said and then he stood silent.
Well I didn't know who the father was did I? Severus didn't want to know and Ron was only just on his way here. What was I going to do?
"Albus can you just see if you can save both of us? I don't want to loose my child and I don't want to leave it alone in the world with out a mother." I asked desperately.
"Hermione I had intended to do that but I needed you to know the risks." Said Albus and moved to talk to Poppy as Minerva stormed in the door.
"Well I never!" she shouted, "Hermione, Ron was already here. He had come to try and persuade Severus to grow up and I have just been to do the same and you know that man needs to pull the broomstick from out of his backside!" she fumed.
Thankful for the distraction and the break in the tension I smiled through the pain.
Minerva must have felt the tension because she turned and saw Albus standing there. He beckoned to her and she followed him outside.
I could hear their voices and then a third voice, a man's voice, Ron's voice.
"Ron you can't go in there!" said Minerva, her voice muffled through the wooden door.
I gave up trying to listen in; instead I left my mind wander as much as it could through contractions. Where was Severus? Why wasn't he here? Why didn't he want to know me any more and what would he do if it was his child?
Poppy was still bustling around as usually when Albus walked in again.
"My dear how far apart are the contractions? Can you tell me roughly?" he asked in a soothing voice.
I thought for a moment before gritting my teeth and nodding.
"About 3-4 minutes apart." I said.
"Really? That soon? Oh Merlin's beard! POPPY!" he shouted and poppy came running.
He took her aside and whispered in her ear. I hated the way he kept doing this he kept doing this. Instead of not worrying me it only fuelled my panic.
"Hermione dear," I heard him say soothingly, "Hermione you are going to have to relax or it will cause more problems for the birth." He said stroking my head.
"Albus I am sorry but if you can honestly lie her with all the whispering of people and the knowledge that one of us may die and then try and act relaxed then you are a better human than me!" I was practically shouting at him.
"Hermione do you want to be asleep during this? Or would you like to stay awake?" he asked ignoring my outburst.
"I just want it to all be over! Yes I want to be asleep. Please just make it all stop!" I shouted.
Poppy walked over and handed me a goblet and told me to drink it. It was warm and creamy. The fumes were intoxicating and I could soon feel myself sinking into a dark warm fuzzy place. I could hear all conversations becoming far away as I felt the liquid flow to every part of my body. I could here one voice clearer than the rest.
"Its OK Hermione I'm here and its going to be OK."
A/N omg this is turning into a real soap opera! Days of our lives and Emmerdale eat your heart out! But dun dun dun who is with Hermione? Is it Ron is it Severus? Well if you want to know then you better review cos until I get some reviews then the next instalment doesn't go up! Ha ha ha! I am in control!
Chapter 7 - Hermione
BANG!
The staff room door slams shut and I can here the noisy strides as Severus storms off to his classroom. I sink slowly into the chair next to me.
Why had he acted like that? I mean I know he would be upset maybe a little angry but not this livid. He had just flown off the handle. I thought he loved me. I thought him to be different.
I began to cry. Hot wet tears welled in my eyes and spilled fourth. I didn't do anything to stop them. They fell from my eyes and ran down my cheeks and my nose. Dripping onto my robes and soaking them. The concealment charm I had used to cover my `bump' was beginning to wear off and I could see it visibly. I could feel the baby moving inside me and it only served to fuel my tears. I knew that this baby would have no real father. Either it would have Ron, and I wasn't going back to him, or it would have Severus, who wasn't going to come back to me.
I sat there for what seemed like eyes hunched up and sobbing, replaying the whole scene in my mind. Why had he reacted like that? I mean I know it was as hock but I thought that he loved me. As is sat there I heard voices outside the door. I froze realising that someone was about to walk in and find me pregnant and a mess. I scrambled around for my wand. It was too late.
"Yes Albus I'll get that done right away! Hermione!" it was Minerva. "Oh Hermione what's wrong dear? Oh good lord! Your pregnant!"
I looked at her with sad red, tear filled eyes. And stopped the search for my wand and sat there in front of her with my head down and my hands together on my lap. I felt like I was in school again and I was about to be reprimanded for doing something stupid.
"Minerva I can explain." I began but then shook my head, "no I can't. I'm pregnant and I don't know who the father is!"
Minerva sat down next to me and took hold of my hand.
"Hermione my dear this will be OK. Really it will all turn out fine." She cooed and began to stroke my hand.
"Minerva, Severus doesn't want the baby, not even if it's his. He said he didn't want kids and he got really angry. I don't know what I am going to do, I'm gonna have to leave my job and my house and move. It would be too painful to stay here! I don't wan to hurt him anymore." I sad sadly and began to wipe the tears away from my face, the result was that I wiped mascara all over my face.
"Hermione you will do no such thing! I will not allow you to change your life to protect him! He has always been like this. He thinks of nothing but himself. I will talk to him if you want me to?" she said in a calming whisper.
I shook my head and got up. Walking to the window I looked out of it just as Severus had done. I can see the lake and the rock where I had sat on that fateful night when Severus had looked after me. It had been nearly 9 months ago. Two weeks after that I had slept with him and we had been together since then.
I turned to look at Minerva.
"Minerva I," but I stopped I couldn't continue. I clutched my stomach. I felt the most intense pain.
"Hermione?" asked Minerva nervously, "Hermione my dear what's wrong?"
"Minerva I think I'm going into labour." I said and sure enough my waters broke moments later.
"Oh god!" shouted Minerva as she rushed over to try and help me.
"I'll go to the hospital wing, its OK. I'll be fine." I told her trying to keep calm and breathe.
I got up to the hospital wing and knocked on the door.
"Erm Poppy?" I called as I gritted my teeth against another surge of pain.
"What is it? Came Poppy Pomfrey's unhurried yet exasperated tone.
"I am erm, I think I'm in labour." I said in shock and pain.
She looked up from her desk in the corner and looked at me taking a moment to come to terms with the bump I did not have this morning. For a moment longer she sat there and then she jumped up and began to flutter about saying `oh god if only you had said Hermione I could have prepared for you, I wish you had said.'
I laughed inwardly as she began to run about getting curtains and things to surround the bed I was to have. Finally she had got all she needed and I was sat on the bed wondering bow I had let myself get into this mess. I had had to get changed into a nightdress and I looked a mess.
"Poppy! I can't wear this I look a mess!" I said trying to lighten the tone as I gritted my teeth through yet another contraction. Poppy didn't smile instead she looked worried.
"Erm Hermione dear how far along are you? Do you know?" she asked as she looked at me.
"Erm about 6-7 I think, it's awful early I know." I said.
" Actually dear I think its more like 8 months," she said but the worried look didn't disappear.
"Poppy what's wrong why do you look so worried? What's the matter?" I asked as I held my stomach.
"Erm it looks as if there could be some complications dear. I think I may have to call for Albus he will know what to do." She said and ran off.
I looked around the room alternating wondering what to do and squeezing the sheets as each contraction came. Eventually I realised that I wanted Ron to be here. I grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill from the bedside cabinet cupboard.
Ron
I need you to be here. I have gone into labour. Please hurry.
Hermione.
As if to answer the problem of how to get this to the owlery or to Ron, Minerva came rushing in.
"Minerva can you take this to Ron please? Or get an owl to take to Ron? Please." I said and handed the note to her.
She nodded and left the room; I could hear her footsteps down the corridor.
Moments later I could hear footsteps were getting nearer. The door bust open and Poppy came bustling in with Dumbledore behind her.
"Hermione how are you?" he asked with a slightly worried look.
"Erm well apart from the fact that I have another human being inside me that is trying to get and causing me, aaarrrgh, immense pain, then yeah I'm absolutely fine. You?" I said hoping that if I kept this up I may crack a smile on someone's face. The way they all looked so worried unnerved me.
"Hermione I have some very bad news," said Albus solemnly, "there is a very slim chance that both of you will come out of this alive. It may come down to the fact that it will be a choice between saving you and saving the child." He said as he laid a hand on my stomach. "Usually it is left up to the father to decide." He said and then he stood silent.
Well I didn't know who the father was did I? Severus didn't want to know and Ron was only just on his way here. What was I going to do?
"Albus can you just see if you can save both of us? I don't want to loose my child and I don't want to leave it alone in the world with out a mother." I asked desperately.
"Hermione I had intended to do that but I needed you to know the risks." Said Albus and moved to talk to Poppy as Minerva stormed in the door.
"Well I never!" she shouted, "Hermione, Ron was already here. He had come to try and persuade Severus to grow up and I have just been to do the same and you know that man needs to pull the broomstick from out of his backside!" she fumed.
Thankful for the distraction and the break in the tension I smiled through the pain.
Minerva must have felt the tension because she turned and saw Albus standing there. He beckoned to her and she followed him outside.
I could hear their voices and then a third voice, a man's voice, Ron's voice.
"Ron you can't go in there!" said Minerva, her voice muffled through the wooden door.
I gave up trying to listen in; instead I left my mind wander as much as it could through contractions. Where was Severus? Why wasn't he here? Why didn't he want to know me any more and what would he do if it was his child?
Poppy was still bustling around as usually when Albus walked in again.
"My dear how far apart are the contractions? Can you tell me roughly?" he asked in a soothing voice.
I thought for a moment before gritting my teeth and nodding.
"About 3-4 minutes apart." I said.
"Really? That soon? Oh Merlin's beard! POPPY!" he shouted and poppy came running.
He took her aside and whispered in her ear. I hated the way he kept doing this he kept doing this. Instead of not worrying me it only fuelled my panic.
"Hermione dear," I heard him say soothingly, "Hermione you are going to have to relax or it will cause more problems for the birth." He said stroking my head.
"Albus I am sorry but if you can honestly lie her with all the whispering of people and the knowledge that one of us may die and then try and act relaxed then you are a better human than me!" I was practically shouting at him.
"Hermione do you want to be asleep during this? Or would you like to stay awake?" he asked ignoring my outburst.
"I just want it to all be over! Yes I want to be asleep. Please just make it all stop!" I shouted.
Poppy walked over and handed me a goblet and told me to drink it. It was warm and creamy. The fumes were intoxicating and I could soon feel myself sinking into a dark warm fuzzy place. I could hear all conversations becoming far away as I felt the liquid flow to every part of my body. I could here one voice clearer than the rest.
"Its OK Hermione I'm here and its going to be OK."
A/N omg this is turning into a real soap opera! Days of our lives and Emmerdale eat your heart out! But dun dun dun who is with Hermione? Is it Ron is it Severus? Well if you want to know then you better review cos until I get some reviews then the next instalment doesn't go up! Ha ha ha! I am in control!