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Now, as you requested...the story!
Btw, after I post a chapter, I start another one right away, but it takes me about 2 days to write because of school and homework and then my beta, joana, need time to look over it and correct it, so hopefully itll be fast!
Oh yea, and Joana never got back to me with this chapter so I WILL REPOST THE UPDATED ONE WHEN I GET IT
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Hermione looked around the infirmary. The walls were pure white with a few pictures hanging. Some were of nurses, probably from the 1700s. Some were of knights, and a few were of famous quidditch players.
She leaned back on her pale blue pillow and stared at the ceiling. Her long chestnut hair flowed all over the pillow as she searched for shapes in the ceiling.
Harry and Ron had gone out of the infirmary to find Lexi and Erin. The nurse had insisted that she stay for a few more hours to make sure that she didn't have a concussion.
It turned out that Harry had caught the snitch first. Both her friends were so upset that they plowed into her like that, that they pulled some strings and gave her the snitch as a gift.
Hermione looked over to the door and stared its boring pattern. It really didn't even have a pattern. I was just plain wood painted white. The floor was boring too. The plain white tile made you dizzy when you looked at it for a while. All the beds were the same. They had pale blue pillows and again, white bed covers.
The doors swung open and Harry waltzed in with a big smile plastered on his face. He still had his blue and gold uniform on from the game, and his black hair was messed up like usual.
"Hermione, your daughter is so wonderful! Erin had to go home so Ron walked her to the portkey station. Anyway, I was talking with your daughter, and she's so interesting! But I have a question." Harry told her excitedly. Her walked up to her bed and pulled up a white chair. He turned it around so he was sitting backwards on it and leaned forward. Hermione half grinned.
"What is it?" She asked. She slowly shifted so she was up on her elbows. As she did this, Harry discreetly admired her. He let his eyes roam over her legs, her stomach, her chest, and then her face. He didn't want to seem like a freak, but he couldn't help it. He finally snapped out of his reverie and took a deep breath.
"Well, I don't mean to intrude on your life, but who is Lexi's father?" He asked. Hermione's heart dropped. She chewed the inside of her lip.
Hermione took a deep breath to answer, but before she could, the doors swung open again. Both Hermione and Harry looked over to the doors to see Ron and Lexi standing there. Ron looked tired and Lexi looked happy and excited.
Lexi looked around and involuntarily shivered. She wasn't cold or anything; it was just all the white in the room. Hermione gave her a questioning look and raised an eyebrow (A/n: I can't do that! I always try and I can't do it! I usually end up raising both...)
"Never mind. Mom, I'm going to go outside. This place gives me the creeps." She said as she turned around and walked out of the door. Hermione nodded as she tuned back to Harry.
"Well? Who is it?" He asked. He pointedly looked at her as she shifted her eyes to the ground. He walked forwards and sat on the edge of her bed. He reached his hand out and lifted her chin so she looked at him.
"Well...uh...I can't tell you that." She said quietly. She pulled her head away from him and got up. She padded across the white tile floor to the window. She knew this day would come, but she never thought it would be this soon. Harry sighed.
"Why not?" He asked as he turned around so he could face her, even though her back was facing him.
"Because."
"Because is not an answer"
"It is in my vocabulary." She told him. She was starting to get agitated. She was about to say that it was none of his business, but actually, it was.
"Come on Herm! I mean, unless you don't know..." He answered. He was going to get up, but he didn't want her to walk out.
"I know who it is Harry! How could you think that?" She yelled. She had whipped around and stared at his like he was a lunatic.
"I don't know what I think! You said you couldn't tell me, so what was I supposed to think!" He started raising his voice. He never wanted to start yelling, but it came unexpectedly.
"I don't know either! One day I was just fine being away from everybody, and the
next you just pop back into my life and make everything confusing!" She yelled. She began to pace around the room and see how many tiles she could step on in less than a minute.
"How did I make things confusing? It's not like Im her father!" He yelled even louder. Before he could even take a breath, Hermione replied.
"But that's just the thing! You are!" She yelled out. Her eyes widened and she gasped. Before Harry could even react she had run out of the infirmary...
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Harry sat there in amazement. Did she just say what he thought she did? He was Lexi's father? It's not possible. She's thirteen...that would mean that... Oh no.
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Hermione ran out of the door with tears streaming down her face. That was not supposed to come out! He was never supposed to know. Lexi was supposed to live a peaceful life without all the confusion.
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Lexi stood against the wall breathing hard as she leaned her head back against the wall outside of the infirmary. She would never have guessed it. Harry Potter was her father...
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There you go! I know its short, but as least it go the MAIN PART out!
Review!!
Now, as you requested...the story!
Btw, after I post a chapter, I start another one right away, but it takes me about 2 days to write because of school and homework and then my beta, joana, need time to look over it and correct it, so hopefully itll be fast!
Oh yea, and Joana never got back to me with this chapter so I WILL REPOST THE UPDATED ONE WHEN I GET IT
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Hermione looked around the infirmary. The walls were pure white with a few pictures hanging. Some were of nurses, probably from the 1700s. Some were of knights, and a few were of famous quidditch players.
She leaned back on her pale blue pillow and stared at the ceiling. Her long chestnut hair flowed all over the pillow as she searched for shapes in the ceiling.
Harry and Ron had gone out of the infirmary to find Lexi and Erin. The nurse had insisted that she stay for a few more hours to make sure that she didn't have a concussion.
It turned out that Harry had caught the snitch first. Both her friends were so upset that they plowed into her like that, that they pulled some strings and gave her the snitch as a gift.
Hermione looked over to the door and stared its boring pattern. It really didn't even have a pattern. I was just plain wood painted white. The floor was boring too. The plain white tile made you dizzy when you looked at it for a while. All the beds were the same. They had pale blue pillows and again, white bed covers.
The doors swung open and Harry waltzed in with a big smile plastered on his face. He still had his blue and gold uniform on from the game, and his black hair was messed up like usual.
"Hermione, your daughter is so wonderful! Erin had to go home so Ron walked her to the portkey station. Anyway, I was talking with your daughter, and she's so interesting! But I have a question." Harry told her excitedly. Her walked up to her bed and pulled up a white chair. He turned it around so he was sitting backwards on it and leaned forward. Hermione half grinned.
"What is it?" She asked. She slowly shifted so she was up on her elbows. As she did this, Harry discreetly admired her. He let his eyes roam over her legs, her stomach, her chest, and then her face. He didn't want to seem like a freak, but he couldn't help it. He finally snapped out of his reverie and took a deep breath.
"Well, I don't mean to intrude on your life, but who is Lexi's father?" He asked. Hermione's heart dropped. She chewed the inside of her lip.
Hermione took a deep breath to answer, but before she could, the doors swung open again. Both Hermione and Harry looked over to the doors to see Ron and Lexi standing there. Ron looked tired and Lexi looked happy and excited.
Lexi looked around and involuntarily shivered. She wasn't cold or anything; it was just all the white in the room. Hermione gave her a questioning look and raised an eyebrow (A/n: I can't do that! I always try and I can't do it! I usually end up raising both...)
"Never mind. Mom, I'm going to go outside. This place gives me the creeps." She said as she turned around and walked out of the door. Hermione nodded as she tuned back to Harry.
"Well? Who is it?" He asked. He pointedly looked at her as she shifted her eyes to the ground. He walked forwards and sat on the edge of her bed. He reached his hand out and lifted her chin so she looked at him.
"Well...uh...I can't tell you that." She said quietly. She pulled her head away from him and got up. She padded across the white tile floor to the window. She knew this day would come, but she never thought it would be this soon. Harry sighed.
"Why not?" He asked as he turned around so he could face her, even though her back was facing him.
"Because."
"Because is not an answer"
"It is in my vocabulary." She told him. She was starting to get agitated. She was about to say that it was none of his business, but actually, it was.
"Come on Herm! I mean, unless you don't know..." He answered. He was going to get up, but he didn't want her to walk out.
"I know who it is Harry! How could you think that?" She yelled. She had whipped around and stared at his like he was a lunatic.
"I don't know what I think! You said you couldn't tell me, so what was I supposed to think!" He started raising his voice. He never wanted to start yelling, but it came unexpectedly.
"I don't know either! One day I was just fine being away from everybody, and the
next you just pop back into my life and make everything confusing!" She yelled. She began to pace around the room and see how many tiles she could step on in less than a minute.
"How did I make things confusing? It's not like Im her father!" He yelled even louder. Before he could even take a breath, Hermione replied.
"But that's just the thing! You are!" She yelled out. Her eyes widened and she gasped. Before Harry could even react she had run out of the infirmary...
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Harry sat there in amazement. Did she just say what he thought she did? He was Lexi's father? It's not possible. She's thirteen...that would mean that... Oh no.
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Hermione ran out of the door with tears streaming down her face. That was not supposed to come out! He was never supposed to know. Lexi was supposed to live a peaceful life without all the confusion.
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Lexi stood against the wall breathing hard as she leaned her head back against the wall outside of the infirmary. She would never have guessed it. Harry Potter was her father...
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There you go! I know its short, but as least it go the MAIN PART out!
Review!!