Chapter 28: Father
The next morning found Hermione sitting in Professor Dumbledore's office, looking less than perfect.
"I'm afraid you are suffering from a lack of ability to control your dreams. My dear, what you see in your dreams is not real, but your mind assumes it is, so your body responds. In simple terms, you're killing yourself," Professor Dumbledore said calmly.
"But then, how can I control these things?" Hermione asked astonished by the news.
"Quite simple really. All you have to do every night before you fall asleep is to take a draught of a dreamless sleep potion. I'll have Professor Snape whip some up and send it down tonight."
"But, once I had this 'dream', as you say it is, while I was awake."
"But you weren't awake Hermione. You had simply lost consciousness. It occurs for a number of reasons. Extreme cold, stress, not eating," Dumbledore concluded.
"But I eat, a lot," Hermione defended.
"I never said you didn't. Now I suggest you go to class. Professor Vector is expecting you any minute," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
Hermione nodded and walked to the door. She then turned around and said, "How did you know what class I had next?" she arched an eyebrow.
"You're on the list," he said and motioned to a bit of parchment on his table.
Hermione left his office feeling not much less confused.
Later that night after Hermione had returned from a hard day of school, she found a vial of potion next to her bed and a couple of sheets of parchment. All the parchment had were instructions on how to make the potion. Professor Snape would send all the ingredients once a month. She walked back down to the common room and found Draco sitting there.
"Hey. I haven't seen you the whole day," she said grinning.
"Hermione! Come here," Draco said also grinning, but more than usual. She walked towards him with an amused but confused expression. He swept her up into his arms and kissed her passionately. They separated for air.
"Wow," Hermione breathed. "What's the big occasion," she said jokingly.
"Haha. How funny. Now where should we go tonight? I didn't want to stay with the Slytherin's, I thought I might party with tomorrow night," he said walking around thinking.
"Why are we going somewhere? It's a school night you know and I have to get some homework done before our next Transfiguration class."
"You don't what day it is today?" Draco said looking at her in amazement.
Hermione froze. Had she missed a 3 month anniversary or something? "No," she answered meekly.
"Hello, it's my birthday. You'd think my own girlfriend would know my birthday." He was angry.
"Oh my God. I am so sorry Draco. We should defiantly go out tonight then. It's up to you where we go."
"How could you forget? I don't even feel like going out anymore. I should spend the night with the Slytherin's seeing as they remembered."
"Ok, hold up one second. Did you ever tell me when your birthday was? No. if I have psychic abilities or something there is no way I could have known it was today."
Draco just stood there looking grumpy. He didn't want to admit she was right.
"It's ok. You don't have to say anything. Just go and get ready. I'll meet you down here in twenty minutes." He scowled and walked up to his room. Hermione grinned and rolled her eyes. "Boys."
He picked a nice restaurant that night. It was a muggle one so there was little chance of running into someone they knew. Before they knew it the night had ended.
"So. Can I come up to your room tonight, or so you want to come to mine," Draco whispered in her ear. She giggled and shoved him away. The two glasses of champagne she had had gotten to her. Hermione could not hold her liquor.
"I want to go to yours and speak to the paperclip. Maybe it will tell my fortune," she said before collapsing into another fit of laughter.
"Come on Hermione. Don't ruin this."
"I'm not ruining anything. Alright alright," she coughed and straightened up. "I'm fine now." She tried to keep her face straight but it was useless.
"God you're an idiot," Draco said smirking and carried her up the stairs to their common room. He kissed her ravishingly at the door of the common room before they stumbled in. he was about to drop her into a couch when he stopped dead. Hermione's laughter faded away as she followed Draco's stare and shrieked when she saw who was standing there. She jumped out of Draco's arms and stood there, slightly behind him.
"What would you be doing with that piece of filth on your birthday Draco?"
"Nothing father."
A/N: dun dun dun! Now we get into the juicy part. I will hopefully make the next few chapters interesting. Great reviews guys! I can't do much updating coz I have very restricted internet time. and I'm so sorry this is really short!
The next morning found Hermione sitting in Professor Dumbledore's office, looking less than perfect.
"I'm afraid you are suffering from a lack of ability to control your dreams. My dear, what you see in your dreams is not real, but your mind assumes it is, so your body responds. In simple terms, you're killing yourself," Professor Dumbledore said calmly.
"But then, how can I control these things?" Hermione asked astonished by the news.
"Quite simple really. All you have to do every night before you fall asleep is to take a draught of a dreamless sleep potion. I'll have Professor Snape whip some up and send it down tonight."
"But, once I had this 'dream', as you say it is, while I was awake."
"But you weren't awake Hermione. You had simply lost consciousness. It occurs for a number of reasons. Extreme cold, stress, not eating," Dumbledore concluded.
"But I eat, a lot," Hermione defended.
"I never said you didn't. Now I suggest you go to class. Professor Vector is expecting you any minute," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
Hermione nodded and walked to the door. She then turned around and said, "How did you know what class I had next?" she arched an eyebrow.
"You're on the list," he said and motioned to a bit of parchment on his table.
Hermione left his office feeling not much less confused.
Later that night after Hermione had returned from a hard day of school, she found a vial of potion next to her bed and a couple of sheets of parchment. All the parchment had were instructions on how to make the potion. Professor Snape would send all the ingredients once a month. She walked back down to the common room and found Draco sitting there.
"Hey. I haven't seen you the whole day," she said grinning.
"Hermione! Come here," Draco said also grinning, but more than usual. She walked towards him with an amused but confused expression. He swept her up into his arms and kissed her passionately. They separated for air.
"Wow," Hermione breathed. "What's the big occasion," she said jokingly.
"Haha. How funny. Now where should we go tonight? I didn't want to stay with the Slytherin's, I thought I might party with tomorrow night," he said walking around thinking.
"Why are we going somewhere? It's a school night you know and I have to get some homework done before our next Transfiguration class."
"You don't what day it is today?" Draco said looking at her in amazement.
Hermione froze. Had she missed a 3 month anniversary or something? "No," she answered meekly.
"Hello, it's my birthday. You'd think my own girlfriend would know my birthday." He was angry.
"Oh my God. I am so sorry Draco. We should defiantly go out tonight then. It's up to you where we go."
"How could you forget? I don't even feel like going out anymore. I should spend the night with the Slytherin's seeing as they remembered."
"Ok, hold up one second. Did you ever tell me when your birthday was? No. if I have psychic abilities or something there is no way I could have known it was today."
Draco just stood there looking grumpy. He didn't want to admit she was right.
"It's ok. You don't have to say anything. Just go and get ready. I'll meet you down here in twenty minutes." He scowled and walked up to his room. Hermione grinned and rolled her eyes. "Boys."
He picked a nice restaurant that night. It was a muggle one so there was little chance of running into someone they knew. Before they knew it the night had ended.
"So. Can I come up to your room tonight, or so you want to come to mine," Draco whispered in her ear. She giggled and shoved him away. The two glasses of champagne she had had gotten to her. Hermione could not hold her liquor.
"I want to go to yours and speak to the paperclip. Maybe it will tell my fortune," she said before collapsing into another fit of laughter.
"Come on Hermione. Don't ruin this."
"I'm not ruining anything. Alright alright," she coughed and straightened up. "I'm fine now." She tried to keep her face straight but it was useless.
"God you're an idiot," Draco said smirking and carried her up the stairs to their common room. He kissed her ravishingly at the door of the common room before they stumbled in. he was about to drop her into a couch when he stopped dead. Hermione's laughter faded away as she followed Draco's stare and shrieked when she saw who was standing there. She jumped out of Draco's arms and stood there, slightly behind him.
"What would you be doing with that piece of filth on your birthday Draco?"
"Nothing father."
A/N: dun dun dun! Now we get into the juicy part. I will hopefully make the next few chapters interesting. Great reviews guys! I can't do much updating coz I have very restricted internet time. and I'm so sorry this is really short!