Draco Malfoy slowly opened Hermione's door already he had a strange feeling
something was not right. He slowly glanced in the room, and heard a fall
and a grasp, the sound came from a shattered window. Drops of blood
splattered every where.
From the faintness he heard a cry. He ran towards the window. He saw Hermione, Her body falling. Her bushy brown hair against the wind. She was screaming really loud. With not a second to less he pulled out his wand
"Windiom Leviosa" The spell went accordantly, Hermione's body slowly lifted and rose back to the window, her eyes wide-eyed with tears.
"Okay" he said slowly "I am going to get a nurse" he paused and looked at her many wounds then it occurred to him what exactly she had been trying to do. If he left she could just do it again. He put his hand on his forehead and massaged it slowly. Then "What the hell did you think you were doing?"
Her eyes looked down ashamed she wanted to tell him that she had not really meant to, but she couldn't. The words would not flow, as they had done in previous times. She could tell he was absolutely furious at her. For in reality she had almost killed her-their child. Once again she felt the kick, and without thinking she placed Malfoy's hand on her womb. His eyes softened for a second as he felt the kicking against his hand. It almost felt like crickets running against him. But then he just got angrier and slapped her hard across the cheek allowing the redness to glow. He shook his head slowly and peformed a spell that bounded her to the couch. Tears rolled down her face. He turned around slowly, anger overflowed him.
Why would she have done something like that? He left the room and quickly got a nurse, who had been bound to serve darkness. He quickly told her what had happened, and with great haste entered Hermione's room.
Hermione had stopped crying at this point, and could only reflect on her stupidity. Why had she been so stupid. Now she would be guarded heavily until this baby was born, she would no longer have time think.
She saw a Malfoy come back in the room accompied with a tall blond nurse who had kept making scowls at Hermione.
"What exactly did the little mudblood do?" She asked Draco, after healing all of Hermione's injuries and had prevented any form of miscarriage. Draco looked backed at Hermione who inturn looked down.
"She jumped out of the window." He said, making it seem like Hermione was a real barbarian, the nurse stared at Hermione, with that same type of scorn.
"It's not like that." Hermione said, they both raised their eyebrows as if doubting her word "Well in the beginning of it was, and then by the time I realized that it was a stupid idea, I slipped off the window." Draco and the nurse remained to look at her skeptically. "Malfoy, why else do you think I would have screamed for help?"
"Maybe" he said his eyes remained to daunt into her own. The nurse remained to look between Draco and Hermione.
"Mr. Malfoy would you mind if I ask the girl; some questions by myself?" He nodded and left the room. The nurse watched Draco leave the room as her attention went to Hermione.
"What was your original reason for killing yourself?" Hermione hesitated not really wanting to tell this woman her reasons, but a part of her knew that she had no choice.
"I was depressed." She said,
"Why" The nurse asked somewhat cruelly in return
"Because there is no God damn hope in this world." Hermione said in turn "If the baby is a boy. then he will kill, if the baby is a girl than she will be no more than a slave and the father of the baby hates me. And to top it all; one of that one of my best friends is a slave and the other one is dead."
"Which one would that be?" the nurse asked Hermione. What the Hell was she trying to do. wasn't obvious that it was Harry. She hesitated and looked away
"Harry.Harry Potter." Tears grew behind her eyes
"Harry Potter is not dead. Well he might be by now. But not officially." Hermione's eyes widened.
"What are you talking about?" She said slowly, praying that that the nurse was not saying that just not to make her feel better.
"I am surprised you don't know, well after my lord supposedly killed him. he escaped, and has not been seen for weeks." She scowled when she said this though, It was very obvious she was loyal to the darkside and hating Harry Potter went along with it. Despite this woman's beliefs all Hermione could do was to smile. Malfoy had lied only to make her miserable, or he had just not told her that Harry had escaped. But she was not mad at him, Harry was alive and that's all that matter. at the moment. "Well I need to talk to Mr. Malfoy and figure out better arrangements for you." Hermione thanked her, but the nurse just frowned at her in return.
For awhile Hermione could hear muffled voices outside. She began to grow impatient. Why couldn't they just come in already.
Finally the door opened once more and Draco came in the room. She looked into his stormy gray eyes. He sat next to her and for a moment he did not speak and just looked at her.
"In three weeks, when we have spring vacation, I will take you up to one of the Malfoy estates in France that borders the ocean. I will help you settle in, until the break ends, when I am expected to return to school. You on the other hand will stay there until the final part of the third trimester. Where you will be escorted to the Malfoy Mannor until the child is born. Until then I am going to need to put a lot of securities up. I cannot have you killing yourself and the child. It would disappoint Voldemort and my father to much if our little heir is killed. So don't even think about trying. and if you do anyone you ever loved shall be killed without a second thought. Understand?" She nodded at him. "Come with me, you will stay in my room until I have completed setting up some sort of security" She started to protest but that only resulted in Draco grabbing her wrists and tugging her out the door.
Harry had been for several moments, In that time he had changed his hair color and had concealed his scar. He pulled up to the bar and ordered a butterbeer. There were several wizards and a witch talking next to him.
"I heard they manage to destroy the Abbot family all for the acception of the youngest girl Hannah, who was at Hogwarts at the time." One of the wizard's said.
"Poor child" the witch murmured and then noticed Harry. She motioned to the other wizards for silence "Who are you" she asked. It would be stupid to tell her who he really was incase she or one of the wizards was or would be loyal to Voldemort.
"James Evan." He said Taking his father's first name and his mother maiden.
"Muggleborn are you" asked one of the wizards
"Only Half." Harry replied,
"That's is a good thing for you, lad." Said another Wizard with a Irish accent "Many Muggleborns have been killed recently. Such a pity he muttered. Becareful who you trust, many dark and evil men have come through the areas. It best to stay unseen."
Harry thanked them for their advice and finished his butter beer. It was true though he would have to be very careful of who he trusted.
Ron had been moping the floor for what had seemed like forever. Several times when he had thought he had finished. The Slytherin would mess it up again for kicks. Oh it was such a pity he did not have his wand. All the curses and hexes he could have peformed, that would wipe the smile off those stupid Slytherins. As he was thinking of a pacticular curse, He saw Malfoy gripping on Hermione's hand, despite Hermione's protest of getting free.
"Hermione" screamed Ron. Both Hermione and Malfoy turned to see a tall red headed boy, Malfoy lost focus for one second, and Hermione took full advantage of it and ran towards her old friend. They locked each other in a long embrace, for the first time in quite awhile Hermione was truly happy, she had not seen Ron for several months. He had always been such a good friend despite his somewhat sarcastic remarks. But it would only be several seconds before Draco would shout "Expelliamous" and Ron would hit the wall, and her moment of glee would end and it did so. When she felt the cold fingers tighten around her small wrists, when she felt him turn her around as if nothing had happened. He always had to ruin her happiness. They didn't talk, until they reached his dormitory.
He pushed her to one of the beds and told her to go to sleep since night was crawling slowly. Hermione did as she was told and fell asleep with in a second. But the moment her eyes closed. Meomaries of that faithful night that had led to conceiving her child.
Proffesor McGonagall came into the Gryffindor common room, a grave look planted her aging face. Hermione herself was reading The History Of The Goblin Rebellion Volume VI.
Yet she was not exactly reading. Instead she was wondering why Ron and Harry were not back in the common room yet. Where were they?
McGonnagall came over to Hermione, and from the look on the teacher's face, the news she brought could not have been that good.
"Ms Granger." Hermione's head perked up and put the book down. "It appears both Potter and Weasily have been taken by the clutches of You-Know-Who." Hermione's eye widened
"When, How?" Hermione asked.
"After Qudditich practice, I am assuming. Dean Thomas has told me that they had decided to practice a little extra and most likely it was then, when Voldemort kidnapped them."
Hermione slumped down to the chair dumfounded. Her hand was over mouth and tears forming behind her eyes
"Oh my god." She said slowly. Mc. Gonnagall put a comforting hand on Hermione's shoulder. For several moments they stood like this for several moments before the teacher left Hermione there, all alone.
She stayed in the common room for hours just crying, she did not go to sleep she just cried over and over again. She missed classes the next day, and the next. She did not eat or sleep.
Finally to escape all the worried looks. She decided to leave the room and go somewhere where no one could comfort her. Not to far from Hogsmead was a local wizard's pub called "Magical Clink" She had sneaked out there with Ron and Harry for Ron's birthday, and she had done so tonight. Just as an escape
When She arrived, to her great misfortune. Several Slytherin's were there one of them was the notorious Draco Malfoy, They were all celebrating the rise of Voldemort, Hermione figured.
At first they did not notice her, and Hermione ignored them, and stuck to her drinks. Finally Draco Malfoy noticed her, and drew away from his crowd. He sat down next to her, and order a beer.
"What are you doing here Mudblood?" He asked only as one who had to many drinks would say
"None of Your business, Go away" She to was drunk at the moment, she tried to shove him off his seat, but ended up falling off the seat. He gave her a smug smirk and helped her up.
"Come here to mourn Pothead and the little Weasel" she nodded, and took another sip of her margarita
"Come here to celebrate?" She asked, trying hard to stay on her seat.
"Yup" He said back to her,
"Leave me Alone" Trying her best to act normal, but obviously not doing the best job of it. Malfoy countiued to smile at her.
"You are very beautiful" He said out of no where. For the first time Hermione smiled at him and then frowned.
"Harry never told me that," She that
"Well Potter does not even know. hic. what he has" He slowly picked her off the seat and put her on the floor. "Dance with me?" he asked
They stumbled to some open space, and they started to dance quite rambunctiously they did this until the bartender kicked them out because they were beginning to scare off all the customers.
They left the pub together, and when they got outside Hermione fell down on the cobbled stone. Draco tried to Help her but only ended up falling on top of her. They both started to laugh hysterically.
Finally Draco kissed Hermione on the lips rather hard and clumsly and for moment they just kissed. Finally they stopped, Draco was still on top of Hermione.
"I want you" he said her. She just smiled at him in return. Both of them were to drunk to notice or even care that they had hated each other for the last seven years.
Just then Hermione, awoke to hear Malfoy talking to Crabbe and Goyle. She looked at a clock and saw that it was 1:30 at night, to her surprise.
"Fine" She heard Malfoy say, and walked over to Hermione's bed and she pretended to be asleep he picked her up, without any struggle and placed her on his own bed. As if a parent to a child he tucked her in the covers. He went to the otherside of the bed and fell asleep with in several minutes. Hermione tried to go to sleep but couldn't it also did not help that both Crabbe and Goyle snored incredibly loudly. On top of it all, the room got incredibly cold and without really thinking she snuggled next to Malfoy and finally after an hour she fell back to sleep. This time though she forgot her dreams the next day.
From the faintness he heard a cry. He ran towards the window. He saw Hermione, Her body falling. Her bushy brown hair against the wind. She was screaming really loud. With not a second to less he pulled out his wand
"Windiom Leviosa" The spell went accordantly, Hermione's body slowly lifted and rose back to the window, her eyes wide-eyed with tears.
"Okay" he said slowly "I am going to get a nurse" he paused and looked at her many wounds then it occurred to him what exactly she had been trying to do. If he left she could just do it again. He put his hand on his forehead and massaged it slowly. Then "What the hell did you think you were doing?"
Her eyes looked down ashamed she wanted to tell him that she had not really meant to, but she couldn't. The words would not flow, as they had done in previous times. She could tell he was absolutely furious at her. For in reality she had almost killed her-their child. Once again she felt the kick, and without thinking she placed Malfoy's hand on her womb. His eyes softened for a second as he felt the kicking against his hand. It almost felt like crickets running against him. But then he just got angrier and slapped her hard across the cheek allowing the redness to glow. He shook his head slowly and peformed a spell that bounded her to the couch. Tears rolled down her face. He turned around slowly, anger overflowed him.
Why would she have done something like that? He left the room and quickly got a nurse, who had been bound to serve darkness. He quickly told her what had happened, and with great haste entered Hermione's room.
Hermione had stopped crying at this point, and could only reflect on her stupidity. Why had she been so stupid. Now she would be guarded heavily until this baby was born, she would no longer have time think.
She saw a Malfoy come back in the room accompied with a tall blond nurse who had kept making scowls at Hermione.
"What exactly did the little mudblood do?" She asked Draco, after healing all of Hermione's injuries and had prevented any form of miscarriage. Draco looked backed at Hermione who inturn looked down.
"She jumped out of the window." He said, making it seem like Hermione was a real barbarian, the nurse stared at Hermione, with that same type of scorn.
"It's not like that." Hermione said, they both raised their eyebrows as if doubting her word "Well in the beginning of it was, and then by the time I realized that it was a stupid idea, I slipped off the window." Draco and the nurse remained to look at her skeptically. "Malfoy, why else do you think I would have screamed for help?"
"Maybe" he said his eyes remained to daunt into her own. The nurse remained to look between Draco and Hermione.
"Mr. Malfoy would you mind if I ask the girl; some questions by myself?" He nodded and left the room. The nurse watched Draco leave the room as her attention went to Hermione.
"What was your original reason for killing yourself?" Hermione hesitated not really wanting to tell this woman her reasons, but a part of her knew that she had no choice.
"I was depressed." She said,
"Why" The nurse asked somewhat cruelly in return
"Because there is no God damn hope in this world." Hermione said in turn "If the baby is a boy. then he will kill, if the baby is a girl than she will be no more than a slave and the father of the baby hates me. And to top it all; one of that one of my best friends is a slave and the other one is dead."
"Which one would that be?" the nurse asked Hermione. What the Hell was she trying to do. wasn't obvious that it was Harry. She hesitated and looked away
"Harry.Harry Potter." Tears grew behind her eyes
"Harry Potter is not dead. Well he might be by now. But not officially." Hermione's eyes widened.
"What are you talking about?" She said slowly, praying that that the nurse was not saying that just not to make her feel better.
"I am surprised you don't know, well after my lord supposedly killed him. he escaped, and has not been seen for weeks." She scowled when she said this though, It was very obvious she was loyal to the darkside and hating Harry Potter went along with it. Despite this woman's beliefs all Hermione could do was to smile. Malfoy had lied only to make her miserable, or he had just not told her that Harry had escaped. But she was not mad at him, Harry was alive and that's all that matter. at the moment. "Well I need to talk to Mr. Malfoy and figure out better arrangements for you." Hermione thanked her, but the nurse just frowned at her in return.
For awhile Hermione could hear muffled voices outside. She began to grow impatient. Why couldn't they just come in already.
Finally the door opened once more and Draco came in the room. She looked into his stormy gray eyes. He sat next to her and for a moment he did not speak and just looked at her.
"In three weeks, when we have spring vacation, I will take you up to one of the Malfoy estates in France that borders the ocean. I will help you settle in, until the break ends, when I am expected to return to school. You on the other hand will stay there until the final part of the third trimester. Where you will be escorted to the Malfoy Mannor until the child is born. Until then I am going to need to put a lot of securities up. I cannot have you killing yourself and the child. It would disappoint Voldemort and my father to much if our little heir is killed. So don't even think about trying. and if you do anyone you ever loved shall be killed without a second thought. Understand?" She nodded at him. "Come with me, you will stay in my room until I have completed setting up some sort of security" She started to protest but that only resulted in Draco grabbing her wrists and tugging her out the door.
Harry had been for several moments, In that time he had changed his hair color and had concealed his scar. He pulled up to the bar and ordered a butterbeer. There were several wizards and a witch talking next to him.
"I heard they manage to destroy the Abbot family all for the acception of the youngest girl Hannah, who was at Hogwarts at the time." One of the wizard's said.
"Poor child" the witch murmured and then noticed Harry. She motioned to the other wizards for silence "Who are you" she asked. It would be stupid to tell her who he really was incase she or one of the wizards was or would be loyal to Voldemort.
"James Evan." He said Taking his father's first name and his mother maiden.
"Muggleborn are you" asked one of the wizards
"Only Half." Harry replied,
"That's is a good thing for you, lad." Said another Wizard with a Irish accent "Many Muggleborns have been killed recently. Such a pity he muttered. Becareful who you trust, many dark and evil men have come through the areas. It best to stay unseen."
Harry thanked them for their advice and finished his butter beer. It was true though he would have to be very careful of who he trusted.
Ron had been moping the floor for what had seemed like forever. Several times when he had thought he had finished. The Slytherin would mess it up again for kicks. Oh it was such a pity he did not have his wand. All the curses and hexes he could have peformed, that would wipe the smile off those stupid Slytherins. As he was thinking of a pacticular curse, He saw Malfoy gripping on Hermione's hand, despite Hermione's protest of getting free.
"Hermione" screamed Ron. Both Hermione and Malfoy turned to see a tall red headed boy, Malfoy lost focus for one second, and Hermione took full advantage of it and ran towards her old friend. They locked each other in a long embrace, for the first time in quite awhile Hermione was truly happy, she had not seen Ron for several months. He had always been such a good friend despite his somewhat sarcastic remarks. But it would only be several seconds before Draco would shout "Expelliamous" and Ron would hit the wall, and her moment of glee would end and it did so. When she felt the cold fingers tighten around her small wrists, when she felt him turn her around as if nothing had happened. He always had to ruin her happiness. They didn't talk, until they reached his dormitory.
He pushed her to one of the beds and told her to go to sleep since night was crawling slowly. Hermione did as she was told and fell asleep with in a second. But the moment her eyes closed. Meomaries of that faithful night that had led to conceiving her child.
Proffesor McGonagall came into the Gryffindor common room, a grave look planted her aging face. Hermione herself was reading The History Of The Goblin Rebellion Volume VI.
Yet she was not exactly reading. Instead she was wondering why Ron and Harry were not back in the common room yet. Where were they?
McGonnagall came over to Hermione, and from the look on the teacher's face, the news she brought could not have been that good.
"Ms Granger." Hermione's head perked up and put the book down. "It appears both Potter and Weasily have been taken by the clutches of You-Know-Who." Hermione's eye widened
"When, How?" Hermione asked.
"After Qudditich practice, I am assuming. Dean Thomas has told me that they had decided to practice a little extra and most likely it was then, when Voldemort kidnapped them."
Hermione slumped down to the chair dumfounded. Her hand was over mouth and tears forming behind her eyes
"Oh my god." She said slowly. Mc. Gonnagall put a comforting hand on Hermione's shoulder. For several moments they stood like this for several moments before the teacher left Hermione there, all alone.
She stayed in the common room for hours just crying, she did not go to sleep she just cried over and over again. She missed classes the next day, and the next. She did not eat or sleep.
Finally to escape all the worried looks. She decided to leave the room and go somewhere where no one could comfort her. Not to far from Hogsmead was a local wizard's pub called "Magical Clink" She had sneaked out there with Ron and Harry for Ron's birthday, and she had done so tonight. Just as an escape
When She arrived, to her great misfortune. Several Slytherin's were there one of them was the notorious Draco Malfoy, They were all celebrating the rise of Voldemort, Hermione figured.
At first they did not notice her, and Hermione ignored them, and stuck to her drinks. Finally Draco Malfoy noticed her, and drew away from his crowd. He sat down next to her, and order a beer.
"What are you doing here Mudblood?" He asked only as one who had to many drinks would say
"None of Your business, Go away" She to was drunk at the moment, she tried to shove him off his seat, but ended up falling off the seat. He gave her a smug smirk and helped her up.
"Come here to mourn Pothead and the little Weasel" she nodded, and took another sip of her margarita
"Come here to celebrate?" She asked, trying hard to stay on her seat.
"Yup" He said back to her,
"Leave me Alone" Trying her best to act normal, but obviously not doing the best job of it. Malfoy countiued to smile at her.
"You are very beautiful" He said out of no where. For the first time Hermione smiled at him and then frowned.
"Harry never told me that," She that
"Well Potter does not even know. hic. what he has" He slowly picked her off the seat and put her on the floor. "Dance with me?" he asked
They stumbled to some open space, and they started to dance quite rambunctiously they did this until the bartender kicked them out because they were beginning to scare off all the customers.
They left the pub together, and when they got outside Hermione fell down on the cobbled stone. Draco tried to Help her but only ended up falling on top of her. They both started to laugh hysterically.
Finally Draco kissed Hermione on the lips rather hard and clumsly and for moment they just kissed. Finally they stopped, Draco was still on top of Hermione.
"I want you" he said her. She just smiled at him in return. Both of them were to drunk to notice or even care that they had hated each other for the last seven years.
Just then Hermione, awoke to hear Malfoy talking to Crabbe and Goyle. She looked at a clock and saw that it was 1:30 at night, to her surprise.
"Fine" She heard Malfoy say, and walked over to Hermione's bed and she pretended to be asleep he picked her up, without any struggle and placed her on his own bed. As if a parent to a child he tucked her in the covers. He went to the otherside of the bed and fell asleep with in several minutes. Hermione tried to go to sleep but couldn't it also did not help that both Crabbe and Goyle snored incredibly loudly. On top of it all, the room got incredibly cold and without really thinking she snuggled next to Malfoy and finally after an hour she fell back to sleep. This time though she forgot her dreams the next day.