Adrenaline Rush ~hotsleekeyz~

Chapter 13

Insufferable

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"OUCH!" Hermione yelled as she clutched at her searing stomach. Her eyes were shut tightly and she began to turn pale.

If there was anyone who could have looked worst at the sudden surprise, it was Harry. His eyes were almost bulging out of the sockets, fearing that Lucius was acting upon Hermione right at that moment. His eyes wandered from Hermione to Wade, then back to Hermione.

"What's wrong? What's happening? Talk to me!" Clearly, Harry was in panic. Hermione had her hand gripped against his arm so tightly he started to feel numb at her touch.

"Oh God. . . Harry. . . ouch. . .Harry. . ."

Hermione groaned under her breath, sweat trickling down her pale forehead. To make the situation much worse than it was, Wade had woken up. "Mum! Are you alright? Mum, c'mon, talk!" Wade tried to shake Hermione who was still fully aware of what's happening to her, and that she was aware that it was Wade seeing her suffer in pain.

"I'm okay. . .", uttered Hermione in an agonized, hoarse voice, smiling painfully at her worried son. Harry had clung on to her hand, in attempt to make her feel comfortable, but to no avail. "I'm okay Wade, you could go back to slee---- *ouch*. . . No, really, I'm fine. . ."

Harry was shaking his head mentally. He bet it was hard to be a mother--- not to mention to a very smart kid. But to his surprise, Wade went back to curl in his seat. What Harry didn't know was that Wade knew perfectly well that Hermione was in pain, and he, at that young age, didn't want to see her mum attempt not to make him see that she was in pain. He curled tightly, as he brought up his blanket, but precious little tears flowed over his flushed cheeks.

When Harry went to look at Hermione again, she was breathing better and she was gaining her colour again. She had completely surrendered to her seat, giving her full weight onto it, as if the whole sudden attack of pain in her abdomen seemed as if she had fought a muggle battle.

Harry took the back of his hand over his lover's forehead to see if she was getting any better. . . and she was. It was only a sudden throb inside in her stomach. And he felt relieved to see Hermione smile at him at last, as she slowly opened her eyes.

"Are you alright now? What was that?" asked Harry in full uncertainty.

"Yer, I'm alright now. Feeling loads better. . ." She sighed. "Thanks. . ."

"Hermione, what happened?" Harry didn't seem to have a plan of stopping to ask not unless he gets the answers that he wants.

"I just---I've just forgotten to eat breakfast is all."

Harry quirked an eyebrow at her. "Sure? I'll get you some food then. . ."

"Yeah. Thanks again. . ."

Minutes passed and Hermione had taken in some solid food with some warm tea. In truth, she wasn't feeling the least hungry. And in another truth, she didn't forget to eat breakfast---she did, just after she had woken up. And lastly, it wasn't an ordinary pain. Of course Hermione knew that. She had suffered from ulcer since her Hogwarts days because of the schoolwork she had to do. . . that she barely had time to eat anything at all. . . And she perfectly knew what pain ulcer could impose on her. . . and the pain that she just felt wasn't anything like it---it was in fact, much worse.

Hermione was halfway standing when Harry caught her arm. "Where are you going?" She chuckled to herself and said, "Don't make me look like a child. I'm just going to the restroom, that's all. I know where I'm supposed to go." Hermione made do with another faint chuckle and walked towards the rear part of the plane. Harry had put on the headphones while a song from The Clash, a muggle band, played on it.

She was near the bathroom. . . Hermione had almost collapsed onto the floor if she had not hold on to the chair beside her. Lucky that the two men on that side were both awake, they stood at once and assisted her. She was to regain her strength again when the same searing pain burned inside her abdomen. She was to scream in pain, only that she remembered that she shouldn't make Wade or Harry worry about her. . . she was fine, she thought. The problem was, she hadn't seen it coming. She hasn't seen anything in her future to happen like that.

When at last, the twinge began to subside, Hermione gathered all her strength to get up, and was about to thank the two men, when she heard one of them say, "Ain't this one of those times Hermione Granger---that you are clueless and have no memory at all in your huge mind that such thing could happen to you right at this very moment of hiding?"

The voice sent chills down her spine. It was overly familiar she wanted to puke at the reality that she was certain she did hear it before.

Then the other one spoke, "My, my. . . Hermione Granger looks stunning. . . sexy, as a matter-of-fact. . ."

The voice rang repeatedly in Hermione's head, that she had gotten a headache at once, all things went in a swirl and everything she tried to focus her eyes one were blurs of colors.

"Why won't we try to check it out in the restroom. . . Let's see if there's truth to her greatness in bed. . ."

//Whatthefuck are these two talking about?// Hermione was yelling in her head. She couldn't get to fix her vision that was failing her miserably at that moment. All she knew next was that she was being dragged away from where she had just collapsed.

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Draco panted hard with his fresh blood flowing lazily out of his wound. His anger was seething, and had wanted to get out of his systems, only that the impact that the cold wall made to his throbbing head was immense that he could not even gather the strength to support his body with his arms.

"I will not let you win this one Lucius. . . I swear I won't. . ."

He tried to shake his head to see clearly the grime that filled the floor but he only saw blur of green, which was the floor's colour.

//Now this is convenient// Draco scowled at himself.

As if from a distance, Draco began to hear Lucius' evil guffaw. . . it was a hearty laugh of triumph. But he was not to be outdone, Draco thought. He will fight until he dies, with his sight back or not.

"Well well. . . what have we got here?", mocked Lucius at his son who was tending to the ache in his head. "A VERY helpless young Slytherin. . . The Dark Lord. . . at MY feet. . . Ready to give up Draco?"

"The fight hasn't started Lucius. . ." growled Draco who was soon gaining his sight back.

"It hasn't, has it? It was just an introduction, if you weren't informed. . . Well Draco, I am not doing this with you alone. I want you to rebuild your army and we will fight man-to-man, army against army. . . FATHER against son. . ."

"My pleasure you bastard. . . and I swear you won't win!"

"Careful Draco~~~ you are inside my territory. . ."

"I don't care where I'm at. But I tell you, hold me to my word, I will not accept defeat now. I have won this position to take revenge on all of you. . . How you made me suffer. . . How you forced me to enjoy this kind of life killing muggles and half-bloods. . . And you ASSUMED I always fancied what you have presented me. . . Well I DID NOT!"

Lucius sighed. "Oh well, the Dark Lord seems to be double crossing his own people, isn't he?"

"I have long planned for this Lucius! You were very stupid not to see it coming."

"Perhaps I was Draco. . . Perhaps I was. . ."

Draco didn't like the tone Lucius said his last statement. It was his all- knowing voice and Draco was certain that Lucius had a plan in mind. . . and he could have had imposed it without him knowing it.

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A heavy thud came from the impact of a light body and the wall inside the restroom on the plane. Only one of the men went inside with Hermione, and the other one was left outside, on the look-out for anyone coming.

"I hear you're a Seeker. . ." said the voice.

"What is it to you if I am?" asked Hermione though she hadn't had much strength to pull her head up to see the person towering a head over her.

"You didn't see this coming, did you?"

"Mind your own monkey business you bastard!"

The man clucked his tongue. "You have no originality Granger. . . Draco always uses that term to call his father."

"Which one? The monkey or the bastard?" Hermione let out a brave snort.

There was silence. It seemed the man was thinking it over. . . after a few seconds, he said, "The bastard of course!"

Hermione laughed loudly. . . She suddenly realized who it was. "Goyle. . . What a pleasant surprise. . . if I'm not mistaken it's Crabbe who you're with."

"Well---yeah."

"You're still dumb. Haven't grown a tad wiser after all these years? I pity you." Hermione laughed again so loud that Goyle started to lose his patience.

"If you're lucky enough, you will make it alive by the time this plane lands on the freeway. . . but if you aren't---I'm very sorry, but I'll just have to send you over some flowers for your funeral." Goyle laughed at his statement, assuming he did a good job snapping at the clever witch in front of him.

"Why thank you Goyle, but you need not bother really." Hermione's hand was quick in grabbing for her hand inside her robe, only to an advantage she did not foresee. . . She had not gained her full sight yet, and Goyle was faster (?!) to see this, that he smacked Hermione straight in the abdomen, where it had hurt her a while back.

Hermione cursed under her breath and began to feel the burning sensation inside her stomach. . . "Goddamn you you'll pay for this one Goyle!"

Too late. Goyle and Crabbe had already Disapparated out of the plane. Hermione had blacked-out into the corner of the restroom.

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At last, Draco was able to stand again on his feet and the first thing he gave his father was his furious glare.

"Go get your army and on the next full moon, we shall fight at Hogwarts. . ."

"No. We will not put the students under such danger", replied Draco firmly as he brushed the dirt off his cloak.

"When did you even start to care?" Lucius raised a brow up. "Oh, I forgot, you have your mudblood son to give credit for."

"Anywhere away from Hogwarts."

"In Puerto Rico perhaps?" Lucius smirked so evilly he could have broken a thousand glass pieces.

"Why you---"

"No need to curse me now Draco. I know where they are right now. The famous Scarhead and your mudblood wife and child are on a plane to Puerto Rico. If I'm not mistaken, Crabbe and Goyle were fast to track them down. I'm expecting they'll be arriving soon."

Draco merely growled. His plan was blown.

From a gust of dusts appeared Crabbe and Goyle who choked on the dirt as they started to walk towards Lucius. "Sir, the woman---"Crabbe was panting, catching his stenchful breath.

"What? What happened?" asked Lucius at once.

"She---she struggled."

Draco smirked at that. Of course, Hermione would struggle. . . Wait! Hermione STRUGGLED? Hermione? They were after Hermione?

It had hit Draco hard that it took him some time to digest that. "Where are they?" inquired Draco who felt himself shaking in anger and fear.

Goyle looked at him in the eyes. "Still on the plane. . . But Granger. . . The Mudblood. . . I don't' kno---"

Draco was too fast that he had already took Goyle by the sides of his collar. "WHAT HAPPENED TO HERMIONE?" Rage made its way through Draco's bloodshot red eyes.

"I-I----I smacked her at the stomach. . . and I---I just saw her bleeding and we left her there. . . she collapsed on the floor, we didn't see what else happened to her. . ."

A hard fist hit Goyle right in his left eye. He almost fell to the floor and when he looked back at Draco, it was to ask when had he learned to fight the muggle way. Draco only scoffed at him.

When Draco had sense to look at his father again---his father who had Crabbe and Goyle to come after Hermione, and Draco assumed they were really sent to assault her, had a shocked look in his face. Draco did not understand at once. Wasn't assaulting Hermione what he wanted?

"It can't be. . . I had gone wrong again. . . No, it can't be. . ." Lucius whispered to himself.

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SIMULTANEOUSLY :

[two scenes at the same time :

Harry looking oddly at the flight stewardess, and

Draco looking oddly at his father]

Harry and Draco, both at the same time yelled out their shock. . . .

"HERMIONE'S PREGNANT?!"

~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~

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Okay, now I consider myself owing myself a good pat on my back. I was able to do another chapter again!

But I guess I have to hide under my desk again for that cliffie! Lol.

Review please! Thank you! MWAHMWAHMWAH!