Chapter 8

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Hermione woke up early that morning; she turned over and looked at her digital clock. "7:12, not as bad as yesterday morning," Hermione murmured. She got out of bed and changed into a pair of overly large sweatpants and sweatshirt. These of course were Harry's, she stole them from him. She laughed softly. She walked down the hall and into Draco's room.

"Draco," Hermione said softly. She heard Draco moan, as if he were in pain. Hermione walked over to him and stood over him. "Draco," she said a little louder. He didn't answer, but he did move and Hermione saw that the gash in his arm had re-opened and was bleeding. "Draco!" Hermione yelled, pulling off his bed spread. There was blood on the sheets, obviously he had been moving too much in his sleep and all his wounds re-opened.

Draco's eyes snapped open and he winced in pain. "Moine," he whispered painfully. Hermione took his hand and kissed it. "Don't move," she said sternly. She stood up and ran into the bathroom. She grabbed bandages and ran back into Draco's room. She gave him a potion to help subside the bleeding then wrapped his wounds. His breathing was sharp and he was sweating. Hermione kissed Draco's forehead and grabbed a wet cloth and put it to his forehead. "Don't you give up on me Draco Malfoy! You're going to have a wife, and kids, and I can't lose you! Don't you dare give up on me Draco!" Hermione cried, kissing him softly. Draco smiled, "I won't leave you, ever." Then he passed out.

"Shit!" Hermione yelled. She grabbed parchment, a quill, and ink and quickly wrote a letter to Dumbledore and Harry. Soon enough they apperated into Hermione's living room. "Why Miss. Granger," Dumbledore said, "Whatever is the matter?" Tears threatened to spill from Hermione's eyes, but she held them back. "It's Draco," Hermione cried, "his wounds re- opened!" At this Dumbledore paled, "Stay here." Dumbledore left the room swiftly and ran up the stairs and out of sight.

Hermione couldn't take it anymore, she broke down and hysterical sobs were racking her all ready shaking body. Harry put a brotherly arm around Hermione and led her to the couch and sat down. "Oh Harry!" Hermione choked out, "I c-can't l-lose him, h-he proposed l-last night!" Harry hugged Hermione tighter. "Don't worry Moine, everything will be ok," Harry said, trying to comfort her. "I-I'm getting married! I c-can't lose him! I l-love him," Hermione said, crying into Harry's chest.

"Accio calming potion," Harry murmured. A light green potion flew over to him and he had Hermione drink it. Almost instantly a dreamy look came over Hermione's face and she fell asleep. About ten minutes later, McGonagall and Snape walked into the room. "How is she taking it, Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked softly. "Not to well," Harry said. McGonagall nodded and disappeared up the stairs with Snape. "Poor Moine," Harry said softly. Her picked Hermione up gently and walked upstairs. "Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore's voice came from inside a room, "please calm yourself." There was a moment of silence where Harry guessed Malfoy was struggling. "We need Moine up here," McGonagall said, "get her up here."

The door to Draco's room opened and Snape walked out. "Mr. Potter," Snape said, walking towards Harry, "we need to wake Miss. Granger." Harry nodded and set Hermione down on the ground in a sitting position. Snape kneeled in front of Hermione and pointed his wand at her. "Enervate," Snape muttered. Hermione's eyes fluttered open, she felt extremely worried, and she didn't know why. Then it hit her, Draco was sick, wounded, helpless, and he needed her. "Moine," Harry said. He was standing over her, holding out his hand. Hermione took his hand and he helped her up and steered her into Draco's room.

Draco was struggling weakly against Dumbledore. Hermione ran to Draco's side. "Draco," Hermione cooed, "stop struggling." Draco seemed to calm down at the sound of Hermione's voice, and calmed down even more when she took her hand in his. "Mummy," Sean said from the doorway, "Corey's getting sick again." Hermione kissed Draco softly. She stood quickly and walked out of Draco's room, into the boy's room. Corey stood near his bed, crying, he was covered in vomit. 'He must have thrown up in his sleep,' Hermione thought to herself.

Hermione walked over and picked him up, cradling him in her arms. She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. "Corey hunny," she cooed, setting him down, "be brave sweetie." Corey sniffed, "I don't like being sick." Hermione smiled a bit, "No one does baby." Hermione took off Corey's PJs and set them in the sink. Then she put Corey in the bathtub and turned the water on. She poured water over his head and washed his hair, then cleaned the vomit off his body. Corey stood up and Hermione wrapped a towel around him and picked him up. Core giggled, "Where's Daddy?" Hermione almost cried out when she thought of Draco, "He's sleeping sweetie." She walked into the boy's room and dried him off and put some clean clothes on him.

The kids then ran downstairs and Hermione took a really quick shower and changed. She walked downstairs and sitting on the couch was Harry, Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall. "How is he? Will he be all right?" Hermione questioned. "He's fine Hermione, he's sleeping, and he should wake soon," McGonagall said. "Thank god," Hermione sighed, "Would you all like to stay for breakfast?" The professors shook their heads. "We have to get back to the school," Dumbledore said. With that, the three professors stood up and dissaperated. "I'll stay Moine," Harry said. Hermione flashed Harry a smile, the first one all day, she walked into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

Harry set the table and gathered the kids. Hermione set their plates down, filled with food and pulled up a chair for Harry. The kids were talking and laughing, but Hermione and Harry ate in silence. "Moine," Harry said, breaking the silence, "is it true?" Hermione looked at him puzzled. "Is what true?" she asked. "About you and Draco being engaged," he replied. "Yes it is Harry," Hermione said, "you don't mind, do you?" Harry smiled, "No way Moine, I want you to be happy, and if you're happy with Mal-Draco, then I'll support you." Hermione grinned, she was glad Harry agreed with her marriage. The kids left the table one by one and hurried out to the backyard to play. "Do you want to go and check on him?" Harry asked catching Hermione's eye.

"Good Idea," Hermione said. She stood up and walked quickly to Draco's room. Hermione opened the door and walked in. Draco was lying flat on his back, his eyes starring at the ceiling. When Hermione saw that Draco was awake, she ran to him and kneeled down next to his bed and took his hand. Draco turned his head and smiled at Hermione. "Don't cry Moine," Draco said, reaching over to dry her tears. Hermione leaned over and kissed Draco. "I'm so glad you're ok," Hermione whispered, tears still in her eyes, "I love you." Draco smiled, "I love you too Moine," he whispered. "You're going to be ok then?" Hermione asked. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me, I'm more worried about you," Draco said softly. Hermione looked at Draco puzzled, he handed her a letter, she opened it and almost dropped it after she read it. "How did he-" Hermione asked. Draco shook his head. "Who's it from?" Harry asked. "It's from-"

A/N- Cliffhanger! I hope. Hehe, newayz thanks to all my reviewers! I should have the next chapter up by this weekend! I promise! Now, y'all see that little button, yeah, the one that says 'review' click it! PLZ!!