(A/N I am soooooo sorry, I started this chapter with something new that crashed or something so I lost the chapter, and I can't remember where I was going with it, so I don't know where I'm going here either, but I feel the need to write at this moment. So Enjoy the chapter, and wish me luck. R/R quickly!!!)
Chapter 7
Hermione sat up in bed, comtemplating whether or not to go to work today. She finally decided that since she'd taken the last 2 days off, she couldn't afford to take a third off. She slowly got up and started to dress. For the first time in her life, she didn't know what the right thing to do was. She knew there was a slight chance, but was it large enough to worry Harry? She'd decided to decide later after a soothing bath to calm her nerves.
Harry had left for work already, they must've been shortstaffed, since they are usually very lenient there on day offs. Hermione wouldn'tve allowed it anyway, they were about to have a family, were still planning their wedding, and would have to get a bigger flat or house for their newest addition(s).
Hermione received several owls while she was at work that day:
Hermione!
How are you?! Have you told Harry yet?! I can't believe I'm going to be a grannie!!! Are you going to find out what sex they are? Oh, I hope I get a little baby grandgirl to spoil to death. When are you due? How's this going to interfere with your wedding plans? Oh, I really think you should be married before the birth, that way you won't have to worry about a souvenir of your honeymoon, when you already have a little one(s) at home.
Sincerely,
Mom,
And soon-to-be grannie
And here's one from Lavender:
Hermione,
What did Harry say when you told him? Is he excited? How are you? Are you sure you're okay? I know you'll say you're perfectly fine, even when you're dying on the inside, so tell me honestly. When do you go back to St. Mungo's?
Owl me quickly, I'm so excited for you!!!
- Lavender
Harry couldn't help but send one as well:
My dearest Hermione,
I hope you're feeling well today, if you get to tired during work, you should really take the rest of the day off, I'd feel so much better if you were at home and off your feet.
Deepest Love,
Harry
By the time Hermione was ready to go home, she was exhausted, not from her actual job, but from answering all those owls she was sent, she hardly got anything done, she would've been better off staying at home that day. The only thing she had in mind was a nice warm bath in the comfort of her own home. When she got home, she conjured a humongous whirlpool for the bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the warm water beneath the bubbles. She had been relaxing for a few minutes already when she heard a door creak open and snap close. Hermione had a quick paniced thought before she remembered that it was probably just Harry off work early.
"Harry..." Hermione said quietly and softly, she was so tranquilized by the lilac scent of the bubbles, she didn't even open her eyes, until she heard no one respond.
"Harry?" Hermione asked a little more urgently, as she sat up in the tub.
"ACHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hermione was julted out of her happy place at the sight of someone short, small, and green hovering over the dirty towels.
"Miss...Dobby is not meaning to frighten...Dobby is here to clean...Miss...Dobby is deeply sorry...Harry Potter told Dobby to clean house before Miss returned...Dobby is sorry" Dobby rambled on and on for ten minutes in the same fashion with misty eyes all along, while Hermione drew bubbles closer and closer to cover all the important areas.
"That's quite all right, Dobby, you just surprised me, that's all," Hermione said honestly, feeling extremeley uneasy, and quite naked beneath the surface of the water.
"Dobby is sorry, Miss," Dobby said once more for good measure,"Dobby is leaving now, Miss" Dobby's ears fell and walked over to the door and very sadly turned the doorknob and looked back once more.
"Dobby, I don't want you to go, please stay, have a snack, anything in the refrigerator is yours," Hermione said sorrowfully, she might not be in school, but she still believed in S.P.E.W.
Dobby eyes once again filled with tears as he blew his nose on the edge of his sweater, "Master is so very very kind, thank you, Miss, Dobby not deserves nice Master."
"Dobby," Hermione began to ask carefully, as not to trigger waterworks again,"When you say 'Master' what do you mean, exactly?"
"Harry Potter is hiring Dobby for housework for Miss and children." Dobby said proudly,"He even say he'll pay Dobby, but it is Dobby's honor to serve Harry Potter and Family."
"Dobby..." Hermione began to say, but then realized something he said,"Dobby? How did you know that it won't be just one child?"
"Dobby know," Dobby said with a mischeivious grin on his face,"Dobby just know, Dobby will leave you to your bathing now, Miss, good afternoon."
Hermione's mind was realing, she'd never read anything, anywhere, about House elves having the perceptive powers he was suggesting. Now the question was, if to tell Harry or have Dobby end up telling him? She knew she had no option but to tell him, tonight, before Dobby got to him.
(A/N I hope that turned out well enough for everyone, I really had no idea where it was going, but I'm fairly happy with the way it turned out, compared to the last few chapters, I don't know when I'll be able to finish this story, school starts in a few weeks :P :( That sucks!!! I'll try and write more often these last few weeks of summer, I feel it slipping away already, my last few weeks of freedom, no more, no more, I'm sad now.... Oh and sorry I never finish Hermione's thought process in Chapter 5, but I hope I made up for it here. :)
Chapter 7
Hermione sat up in bed, comtemplating whether or not to go to work today. She finally decided that since she'd taken the last 2 days off, she couldn't afford to take a third off. She slowly got up and started to dress. For the first time in her life, she didn't know what the right thing to do was. She knew there was a slight chance, but was it large enough to worry Harry? She'd decided to decide later after a soothing bath to calm her nerves.
Harry had left for work already, they must've been shortstaffed, since they are usually very lenient there on day offs. Hermione wouldn'tve allowed it anyway, they were about to have a family, were still planning their wedding, and would have to get a bigger flat or house for their newest addition(s).
Hermione received several owls while she was at work that day:
Hermione!
How are you?! Have you told Harry yet?! I can't believe I'm going to be a grannie!!! Are you going to find out what sex they are? Oh, I hope I get a little baby grandgirl to spoil to death. When are you due? How's this going to interfere with your wedding plans? Oh, I really think you should be married before the birth, that way you won't have to worry about a souvenir of your honeymoon, when you already have a little one(s) at home.
Sincerely,
Mom,
And soon-to-be grannie
And here's one from Lavender:
Hermione,
What did Harry say when you told him? Is he excited? How are you? Are you sure you're okay? I know you'll say you're perfectly fine, even when you're dying on the inside, so tell me honestly. When do you go back to St. Mungo's?
Owl me quickly, I'm so excited for you!!!
- Lavender
Harry couldn't help but send one as well:
My dearest Hermione,
I hope you're feeling well today, if you get to tired during work, you should really take the rest of the day off, I'd feel so much better if you were at home and off your feet.
Deepest Love,
Harry
By the time Hermione was ready to go home, she was exhausted, not from her actual job, but from answering all those owls she was sent, she hardly got anything done, she would've been better off staying at home that day. The only thing she had in mind was a nice warm bath in the comfort of her own home. When she got home, she conjured a humongous whirlpool for the bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the warm water beneath the bubbles. She had been relaxing for a few minutes already when she heard a door creak open and snap close. Hermione had a quick paniced thought before she remembered that it was probably just Harry off work early.
"Harry..." Hermione said quietly and softly, she was so tranquilized by the lilac scent of the bubbles, she didn't even open her eyes, until she heard no one respond.
"Harry?" Hermione asked a little more urgently, as she sat up in the tub.
"ACHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hermione was julted out of her happy place at the sight of someone short, small, and green hovering over the dirty towels.
"Miss...Dobby is not meaning to frighten...Dobby is here to clean...Miss...Dobby is deeply sorry...Harry Potter told Dobby to clean house before Miss returned...Dobby is sorry" Dobby rambled on and on for ten minutes in the same fashion with misty eyes all along, while Hermione drew bubbles closer and closer to cover all the important areas.
"That's quite all right, Dobby, you just surprised me, that's all," Hermione said honestly, feeling extremeley uneasy, and quite naked beneath the surface of the water.
"Dobby is sorry, Miss," Dobby said once more for good measure,"Dobby is leaving now, Miss" Dobby's ears fell and walked over to the door and very sadly turned the doorknob and looked back once more.
"Dobby, I don't want you to go, please stay, have a snack, anything in the refrigerator is yours," Hermione said sorrowfully, she might not be in school, but she still believed in S.P.E.W.
Dobby eyes once again filled with tears as he blew his nose on the edge of his sweater, "Master is so very very kind, thank you, Miss, Dobby not deserves nice Master."
"Dobby," Hermione began to ask carefully, as not to trigger waterworks again,"When you say 'Master' what do you mean, exactly?"
"Harry Potter is hiring Dobby for housework for Miss and children." Dobby said proudly,"He even say he'll pay Dobby, but it is Dobby's honor to serve Harry Potter and Family."
"Dobby..." Hermione began to say, but then realized something he said,"Dobby? How did you know that it won't be just one child?"
"Dobby know," Dobby said with a mischeivious grin on his face,"Dobby just know, Dobby will leave you to your bathing now, Miss, good afternoon."
Hermione's mind was realing, she'd never read anything, anywhere, about House elves having the perceptive powers he was suggesting. Now the question was, if to tell Harry or have Dobby end up telling him? She knew she had no option but to tell him, tonight, before Dobby got to him.
(A/N I hope that turned out well enough for everyone, I really had no idea where it was going, but I'm fairly happy with the way it turned out, compared to the last few chapters, I don't know when I'll be able to finish this story, school starts in a few weeks :P :( That sucks!!! I'll try and write more often these last few weeks of summer, I feel it slipping away already, my last few weeks of freedom, no more, no more, I'm sad now.... Oh and sorry I never finish Hermione's thought process in Chapter 5, but I hope I made up for it here. :)
