Researching the Unknown
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(0)(0)(0) Middle of the Night (0)(0)(0)
Hermione woke from her bad dream sweating bullets. She rolled away from Blaise's sleeping figure and got up knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore tonight. She knew what she should do, find out why Michelle was acting weird. Hermione, or actually Sarah, was odd in many ways but she wasn't sure how all the odd things Michelle did added up. There was only one place to go when you had no idea what you were looking for, and thankfully Sarah owned it so Hermione had access to it 24/7. The NEW Wells Estate. Hidden in a dark forest, where it could later become a get away, when Sarah got the WELL'S MANSION back from the Malfoys.
Hermione knew very well that the only way to get there was the muggle way once you got within the forest. Hermione took out a silver charm bracelet that had dozens of tiny silver brooms on it. She closed her hand around the Emerald Crescent, the only hand-made, untraceable broom. Needless to say that the number of these were few. She yanked at the charm and it broke off. She apparated to a place at the edge of the forest. Hermione enlarged the Emerald Crescent, which became its proper wood and straw too, and mounted. She barely pushed up and leaned very slightly forward once hovering in the air. The broom inched forward barely off the ground.
Once past the motion sensors, Hermione's nose was centimeters from the handle as it shot like a rocket toward the huge house. She landed with grace five minutes later on the front steps. She shrunk the broom and put it in her pocket. A small and fuzzy creature then opened the door and let Hermione pass before attacking her with kisses with it's tongue. The St. Bernard was a runt, therefore rejected, so Hermione had taken it in. Ralph, the friendly pooch, followed Hermione to the second obstacle to gaining access to the house, a truth frame. The truth frame removes all magic from a person when walked through, but many don't notice until they're through because others look like they did before they passed when you look through it, and it looks like a completely ordinary doorframe. Hermione stepped through and changed into Sarah. Sarah headed down the hall followed by an unaltered Ralph.
Once inside, Sarah simply picked up an old leather journal-like book. She opened its navy cover and started listing all the things Michelle had done that was odd. "Accidental magic that is very powerful, probably telepathic magic. Conjuring a surplus. That's probably from lack of control or over exaggerating her hunger. She only fell asleep when she was sung to and rocked by her father. She is never hyper and never cries. Barely makes any noise. She also has a tendency to not sleep very long. Indfay Hetay Nsweray."
Sarah watched indifferently as words appeared on the page in front of her.
This is what she read:
Moon Beings are wizards and witches, though mostly witches who have two highly magical parents. The moon being doesn't have to be pureblood though most are. They are very indifferent to the more powerful parent because the women are typically less powerful, and the women were the only ones permitted to see the children when they lived in colonies. The women usually sing of the moon to put the child to sleep. Therefore they can only get to sleep when sung to. The moon beings don't sleep for long if they are confused, mad, unattended, hurt, or any other strong emotion. They tend to pick up other's emotion easily, so when screaming occurs, the being will get angry or upset. Same for crying and etc. The beings high levels of magic cause them to be more accident-prone when it comes to their powers. Also, the most powerful get special gifts like telepathically using magic, automatic protection magic, two identities, and the most common, extreme calmness, wisdom and knowledge. Extreme calmness, wisdom and knowledge is called sageness to the moon beings and anyone possessing it and any other gift can become leader. Moon beings are now rare but not handicapped in anyway. They can live a normal life if need to do so arises. They are usually mistaken for prodigies and some grow up thinking that is all they are. The only thing that can not be hidden is what happens on the beings birthdays. They glow silver and for an hour, typically 11:30pm-12: 30am, they see visions of random occurrences until their sixteenth birthday. Then for an hour they see their true love and are attracted to them until they are married and mated. Sixteen is the average age of marriage in their colonies. Obviously.
Sarah snapped the book shut. She needed to find out about the whole "two highly magical parents" part. What was Blaise hiding? Where else could she find the answer but from him? I have no idea, obviously Sarah didn't either because she went straight back to the community. (When you walk back through the truth frame, you change back to your appearance prior to entry.)
(0)(0)(0) Back at the House (0)(0)(0)
"Blaise," Hermione whispered in the direction of the bed. She was back and it was dawn. Why wouldn't he be up? She heard a mumble and some motion. She rolled her eyes and turned the light on.
"Come ON! It's like, three a clock."
"Five, get up. I have to ask you something important." Hermione went over to the bed and sat cross-legged at the head of the bead. Blaise grumbled something and hoisted his upper body up.
"What is so important it couldn't wait until a decent hour?"
"First, it is a decent hour, but that doesn't matter. Are you a moon being?"
"A what?" Blaise asked.
"A moon being." Hermione repeated.
"No. Can I go back to sleep now?" Blaise asked.
"Are you sure? Are you 'highly magical?'"
"Whatever the hell has gotten into you is REALLY ANNOYING! YOU WOKE ME UP TO ASK ME THAT?" Blaise screamed. He was really tired.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…" Michelle was crying as if there was no tomorrow, and the others were joining in. The two adults ran toward the nursery. Hermione had Emily and Damien in her arms and they were calming down. Blaise had Jr. and Michelle, Michelle stopped instantly but Jr. was still fussy.
Once all the babies, including Draco who slept through it, but Michelle were asleep, the two plus Michelle headed toward Blaise's room. Blaise closed the door and Hermione burst with everything.
"Michelle is a moon being Blaise! Just now, she couldn't have heard us, but you were angry so she got upset. But the only way she can be a moon being is if you're in some way highly magical. So what are you that makes you magical Blaise?"
"Lord all mighty. I never thought you would be the first at Hogwarts to find out. But then again you are the smartest. Well, you caught me. I'm a prodigy. I'm extremly good at potions and I have stronger than average magic. Happy?"
"No…Michelle is still a moon being. Which means…" Hermione stopped in favor of stopping tears.
"What does it mean?" Blaise whispered.
"She will never love me. She only responds to the weaker parent. Don't you see? Only you'll be able to put her to sleep. Only you will be able to make her feel emotion. Only you are needed. Hell, I couldn't take care of her without you." Hermione was sobbing by the end of it. Blaise placed Michelle on the bed and walked over to Hermione. She let him wrap his arms around her and then she collapsed and balled onto his shoulder.
He waited patiently and whispered calming words into her ear. When she was done, he made her go back to sleep. She laid next to Michelle and Blaise laid on Michelle's other side. Instantly she was looking at him and trying to get him to hold her. He turned his back to her and fell asleep. Hermione saw Michelle's rejected look and immediately took her into her arms. Michelle took no notice and Hermione started crying again. Blaise heard her and turned around. He picked up Michelle and left. When he came back from putting Michelle to sleep, he saw Hermione crying into her pillow. He gathered her in his arms and set her on his lap. She cried until she fell asleep. Blaise waited until he was sure she was asleep and slipped her under the covers. He followed suit and wrapped his arms around her so she wouldn't get up again without him knowing.
(0)(0)(0) The Next Morning (0)(0)(0)
Blaise woke up and Hermione was still asleep. He knew today was going to be bad. Today was going to be hell. He wrote a note explaining that he was going to the store to get something. It's a shame he was planning to not get back until tomorrow. He wanted Hermione and Michelle to work whatever it was out. So he left with a bad feeling, to the town.
Hermione woke up to a baby crying, and a horrible smell. Something was calling her name. It sounded urgent. "Hermione, help!"
Hermione opened her eyes but immediately regretted doing so because none other than Draco and his mini me in Blaise's room. Draco was going on about how he couldn't get Jr. to stop and how Blaise is gone. "Blaise is gone?" Hermione said loudly, as she bolted up into a sitting position.
"He went to the store. Jr. is crying. Make him stop." Draco ordered.
"Why should I? He's your responsibility."
"You're the only woman in the house."
"No, I'm the only one who knows how to change a diaper in this house. It's a shame that your sexist comment forbids me from helping you. Also it's a shame that I have earplugs and you don't." Hermione grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom to shower.
When she got out, Jr. was naked and dirty. He was just lying there on Blaise's bed. Hermione quickly transported the child to Draco's lap and took great pleasure in listening to the scream confirming that Jr. was safely with his father. She cleaned up the bed with a wave of her hand and headed to the nursery to get the triplets up.
She took all three into the bathroom with three sets of clothes and two of the swings. She bathed them and got them dressed as quickly as possible because they were starting to fuss. She carried Damien and Emily down stairs and put them in high chairs. Then she made a second trip up stairs to get Michelle.
Once all the babies were in high chairs, Hermione made bottles for each of them. Michelle didn't accept the bottle so Hermione left it in front of her and took the other two into the den to give them something to do. She placed them on the blanket and put a bunch of toys in their reach and went to go get Michelle. Hermione's foot hit something right after entering the kitchen. She looked down to find the bottle she had made for Michelle by her foot. She looked up at Michelle to see her sucking on a bottle identical to the ones she had conjured the night before. Hermione went and snatched the almost full bottle away from Michelle and handed her the one she had made. Michelle reached for the conjured bottle and Hermione checked that Draco wasn't around before disintegrating it. She then swept up the ashes and threw them away. Michelle knocked over Hermione's bottle and tried to conjure another, but Hermione had quickly put a spell on Michelle to prevent her from performing magic. Michelle sat there in awe and Hermione handed her the bottle. She tried to get Michelle to drink it but she wouldn't.
Hermione gave up and scooped the reluctant child up and put her by her siblings. Hermione grabbed a book of the end table and started to read, quickly getting absorbed. She was pulled out of her book by Draco waving his hand in front of the page. "What?" Hermione sighed.
"Look." Draco said with a smirk, then held up Jr. who had a very loose and saggy diaper on. It was about to fall off. Jr. looked okay except he was covered with baby powder from his neck down.
"Oh my goodness. You poor thing." Hermione said, as she took Jr. from Draco and rushed him to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later a clean and happy Jr. came out with a slightly wet Hermione. She handed over Jr. and commented on how that was way too much powder. Draco was in too much awe of how she could take fifteen minutes to get Jr. to look right and he couldn't do it in two hours.
When he looked up, Hermione was reading. He went in to the kitchen with Jr. to get something to eat for the both of them.
Hermione heard crying from the kitchen a few minutes later and looked down. Damien was smashing toys together, Michelle was sitting there and Emily was asleep. She ran to the kitchen to find where a tornado had hit. Food was splashed all over, something was boiling over, the two occupants were a mess, and Jr. was hungry. Hermione turned off the stove, and handed Draco a wet washcloth. Draco looked at it, having no idea what to do with it. Hermione was heating a bottle so he dropped it on the floor.
Hermione handed Jr. the bottle and told Draco to clean up. She left Draco in a messy kitchen, what was she expecting? Obviously not much because as soon as the two were in the bathroom, she was in the kitchen waving her hand around. It was clean in no time. Then it hit her. Draco had probably emptied the fridge in creating the mess. She looked in the fridge to find her hunch correct. That's when she realized that Blaise had been gone way too long. Hermione made a list and put the three babies in the nursery. She hurried to the store, barely remembering that she needed money.
Once there she quickly gathered the items she needed and a few idiot-proof meals for Draco. She paid and raced home, noting that Blaise was no where to be seen. He was up to something. She unloaded the groceries and set them all on the counter. She raced up to the nursery to find Jr. in his crib as well as two of the triplets asleep. She scooped up Michelle and took her down stairs. She placed Michelle in a high chair and watched her as she unloaded them. When she was done, she took Michelle and went to go check on Draco. She found him asleep in his room, still messy though wet, probably from Jr.'s bath.
Then she slowly walked to the nursery. She rocked Michelle in the rocking chair and started to sing.
On the moon, far away,
It's a bright and sunny day,
Moon beings playing, celebrating,
Another being's birthday,
They sing and dance, walk and prance,
On this joyous occasion,
They give gifts and a many kiss,
For the little one.
They know today is his day to pick his bride,
And tonight will be a ceremony in which they're to be bind,
Many flowers, games and dancing, all throughout the day,
But when all is said and done they shall all go to bed.
Hermione made up the song of the top of her head and was delighted to see Michelle fall asleep at the end. She placed her in her crib and went to squeeze in a nap for herself.
Blaise was in town, bored to death. He had been sitting for hours and finally gave up. He would go home. He started trudging and then snuck into his room and fell asleep next to someone.
Hermione woke up to find something around her waist. She opened her eyes and looked down to find Blaise's hand. She turned to face him. He was asleep so she started to shake his arm.
"What?" He mumbled.
"You didn't go to the store, did you?" Hermione said, faking a mad tone. Blaise's eyes snapped open and he was about to apologize but he saw Hermione smiling.
"No. I hope you and Michelle are better though."
"Much, she's asleep." Hermione said, widening her smile. Blaise smiled too.
"Good, because the town is boring." He whined. Hermione laughed and took one look at him. He wasn't kidding.
"That bad? Well is there something I can do to make it better?" Hermione asked, jokingly.
"How about a kiss?" Blaise asked, smirking. Hermione's grin dropped into a thinking look. She didn't say anything, but Blaise got his answer when she leaned in and kissed him for about a second before she rolled out of the bed and left.
A/N: They FINALLY kiss! Well, I got this done a little later then I thought 'cuz my sister was hogging the computer. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review!
For anyone who cares: I made up the song off the top of my head, and yes, I am aware of how bad it is and I am sorry but it is what I could do with my creativity. I also apologize if it scared you.