A/N: I am so sorry that Black Catastrophe isn't going to be updated but I forced myself to sit down and writhe this so at least you have something.
Blaise's Godmother and Children in Potions
Hermione woke up and looked at her clock. It was only five in the morning but she knew she would never get back to sleep. She crawled out of Blaise's arms slowly so he wouldn't be disturbed and quickly got a change of close before showering. When she got out of the shower half an hour later, she noticed Blaise was still asleep but he was wearing boxers even though he fell asleep in his clothes. She then noticed a pile of clothes on the floor. She smiled at how tired he must've been if he could get back to sleep, even if he was a guy. Hermione headed for the door and her hand was almost on the doorknob when she heard Blaise mutter something. She lowered her hand and knelt by the bed. Blaise muttered again but she still couldn't understand it. She leaned in so her ear was right next to his lips as he mumbled again. "I caught you Hermione." he said as she felt two arms wrap around her waist. She rolled her eyes and tried to loosen his arms enough so she could get out.
"Go back to sleep, I'm going out." Hermione said determinedly.
"I'm stronger than you are. I can't sleep without you by me. Just stay for a bit. I'll be grumpy all day if I get up now." Blaise smirked into her ear. Hermione stopped her movement and let Blaise pull her close to him. She listened as he silently drifted off to sleep. Then he murmured again. She strained her ears to hear what he was saying. "No, don't go. You'll die." he mumbled as his hold on Hermione got tighter. "He'll kill you, you don't understand."Hermione got pulled very close to his chest. "Wait for you? When will you come, where will I be? Hogwarts, in three years? You'll be dead by then, I can promise you that. Don't you leave. If you go out those doors I'll be alone and you'll die. I'm begging you." Hermione was now having trouble breathing. Suddenly Blaise woke up and started looking around wildly. He saw Hermione and grabbed her arms. "What day is it?" he asked as if he was crazy. Hermione looked a little shocked.
"Monday?" Hermione said with wide eyes.
"The date, what's the date." Blaise said, only slightly calmer.
"September fifteenth?" Hermione said.
"Oh Merlin. It's today." Blaise whispered to himself.
"What's wrong? You were muttering in your sleep about someone leaving and then coming back in three years and meet you here. Who is it Blaise?" Hermione said gently, looking into his eyes. He was now smiling like a very worried fool.
"M Godmother. She's really old but doesn't look it. I think she's older than Dumbledore. She left because of my father. He was starting to torture me then and she said she would make it stop but I said I was fine. Then she said she had to leave and I asked why. She said while I could take the physical pain, she couldn't take the emotional pain of seeing me tattered and weak. I'm scared she died." Blaise said. Hermione smiled.
"Did she tell you what time she'd be here?" Hermione said, and Blaise burst out laughing. After a few minutes he finally calmed down enough to speak.
"She is always late and she's always very general so she can seem less late than she is. She said dawnish, which means from about now until noon. Add that she's going to be late and she'll show up around midnight." Blaise calculated. Hermione smiled at Blaise's happiness.
"She's probably just fine. Now, the sun is waking up so you need to be getting up. I have to go check on the triplets and then I'll go talk to Ginny. She loves children." Hermione said as she hopped off the bed and out of the room. Blaise shook his head. Why did he always fall for the weird yet happy ones? 'At least those two will get along, if she comes.' he thought. He went through his morning routine but stopped when he found two girls in the nursery playing with the babies. He recognized Ginny's red hair quickly but the other didn't look like Hermione. He felt someone's arms wrap around his waist.
"You see two strangers with your children and you just stare? What a loving father you are." he heard Hermione laugh.
"I know Ginny but the other one looks so familiar. "he trailed off. Hermione smiled up at him.
"You ruined the surprise. We were going to have her burst into a class today and hug you until you turned red as a Weasley." Hermione said.
"Nana?" Blaise said in awe as his Godmother who still looked eighteen stood up and rushed him, almost toppling him and Hermione. Hermione squeezed out and sat down next to the laughing Ginny. The other two sat down and joined in making faces and wiggling toys while Blaise questioned his Godmother.
"Nana, why didn't you write? Where have you been? Why so long?" Blaise said.
"Call me my name dear, you make me feel old, the letters could have been intercepted, I needed the time, well actually the first week, to kill a few people so your father would get the message, I've been around the world doing business, making even more money, and I can't say why three years, it was just the first number that came to mind." she said with a shrug.
"So how have you been?" he asked, smiling like a fool.
"Same old, same old. I got engaged twice but both died because of that stupid war." she said with a sigh. "I really should be use to it by now sweety but I'm not."
"After what, twenty times, I still think you exaggerate your feelings." Blaise said.
"I know, but Justin was so nice and kind and sweet." she said.
"How's my parents Lily?" he asked.
"Mother is fine, Father has never felt so bad." she said with a smirk. "I was going to kill him but, I didn't know what you wanted. I spoil you." she said with a laugh.
"Should have killed him. Anyway, why are on time?" Blaise said.
"I'm always on time since Frank." she said. "Well, this has been fun but I have to go see Dumbledore." she said as she stood.
"You just- oh. When will you be back?" Blaise said with a smile.
"You've gotten very slow. Umm... evening or night. Maybe in the morning. Depends on what Dumbledore says." Lily said before leaving, Blaise nodding. The three left with children in hand and headed down for breakfast.
They stopped once they got inside the Great Hall. Blaise was acting indifferent and Hermione looked bored. "Why don't we split up, you take Damien and me and Ginny can take Emily and Michelle?" Hermione said. Blaise simply nodded and headed toward the Slytherin table. The two girls looked at each other before silently heading toward the Gryffindor table. They sat next to Harry and Ron, who were up oddly early, and put the babies in the high chairs they had set up.
"Ginny, why do you have a baby?" Ron asked his sister.
"I'm helping Hermione and Blaise. Isn't she cute Ron? Her name is Emily." Ginny said, holding out the baby in her arms.
"Sure," Ron said as he shifted uncomfortably.
"Where are your children?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron.
"Our wives won't let them out of their sight, afraid we'll drop them or something." Harry said with a grin. Ginny and Hermione rolled their eyes. "What, Blaise ditched you." Harry commented.
"No, actually Blaise has Damien right now." Hermione said, Ginny nodding as she tried to get Emily to eat a mashed banana. "Ginny, she won't eat banana, you have to give her... well actually she eats almost everything but banana. Try some apple sauce." Hermione said when she noticed Ginny's frustration. Ginny smiled and switched foods. Hermione took the mashed banana and tried to feed it to Michelle but she wouldn't eat it. "I'm going to be right back." Hermione said as she got up and walked over to the Slytherin table. She stopped behind Draco who was sitting across from Blaise.
"What do you want Granger?" Draco spat. Hermione ignored him.
"Blaise, can I give you Michelle, she won't eat again. She's a daddy's girl. Give me Damien instead." Hermione said. Blaise looked at her confused.
"She won't eat when I feed her either. Don't look at me." he said, putting his hands up. "You're the one who gets her to eat. At least you get her to eat sometimes, she has never touched anything I feed her." Hermione sighed.
"Is Damien eating?" Hermione asked. Blaise shook his head.
"Won't eat the apple sauce." he stated.
"Blaise," Hermione said exasperated, "Emily likes apple sauce, Damien likes banana. That's the tenth time I've told you." she said.
"Well that explains it." Blaise muttered. Draco laughed.
"Not good with children Zabini?" he said.
"At least I don't dump my children on my wife." he said.
"I've noticed that too. All the girls have the children. I better go try to get something in Michelle." Hermione said and left. She plopped down on the bench next to Ginny with a frown.
"Something wrong?" Ginny asked.
"Just... Blaise and Michelle. Blaise can't remember which child likes which food and Michelle won't eat anything." Hermione said as she tried to feed Michelle an tiny piece of orange. She gobbled it up and Hermione smiled. "Well Michelle likes orange. That's helpful." she laughed. Professor McGonagol then approached the group.
"Your timetables. As you may notice the lessons are shorter and you have extra time for lunch. This is so your child can nap. I would suggest doing your homework then too. Also, Miss Granger, I want to wish you luck on juggling three kids and all those classes. I hope you don't need it." she said with a soft smile. Hermione thanked her and looked at her timetable. Except for the small break for lunch she had no extra periods. She motioned for Ginny to follow her and the two headed for the Slytherin table which was now full. Needless to say the two got many glares. Hermione stopped behind Draco again and looked at Blaise, waiting for recognition. He looked up and let puzzlement show in his eyes.
"What now?" he said annoyed.
"I need to see your timetable because I need to know when you'll be free. I'm completely booked, not a single free period." Hermione said, snatching the timetable off of the table. She glanced it over and looked up when Blaise spoke.
"You took every class? Are you mad?" he snapped.
"No, you get them during your free periods, which you have everyday. Sorry but I don't really want to watch them during class more than I have to." Hermione said as she tossed the paper back at him before leaving.
"My free periods are going to be used for babysitting, oh goody." Blaise said sarcastically to Draco.
"Harsh, I'm just glad I don't have her." He said. Hermione and Ginny walked toward the dungeons but stopped outside of the DADA classroom.
"I'm sorry, ''Mione. I have to go. Good luck." she said as she left Hermione with two children. Hermione put one on each hip and started for Snape's classroom. She looked a little odd carrying two young children and a bursting at the seams bag, but she didn't care. She got to Snape's room with three minutes to spare and looked around at the few others who were there. She set Emily down on a table and put her book bag behind her. She quickly conjured two seats that were comfortable but restrained the babies. She set Michelle in one and then Emily in the other. She put the two on the floor but out of the way so they wouldn't disturb anything. The wave of students then ran in, followed by the bell and a wave of late students that were excused because they were Slytherins. Blaise was in the group and groaned when he saw where the last seat was. Hermione rolled her eyes at him as he sat down. He set Damien right in front of him and positioned him so he could see both the baby and the board at the same time. Snape started talking about instant healing potions and then put one on the board. Hermione looked at Blaise as he played with Damien, letting the baby grab a finger with a fist and then waving the finger around a little before poking the baby in the tummy softly. Damien giggled and Hermione sighed as she got all the supplies. She started setting up the cauldron when she noticed Damien was reaching for an ingredient. She quickly moved it out of the way and kicked Blaise hard enough so it hurt but not enough so he would scream or get too angry. He glared at her.
"What?" he hissed.
"Damien was about to grab an ingredient. Keep your eyes open if nothing else." she said. Blaise rolled his eyes and put Damien on the floor. Hermione's eyes widened and kept going from Blaise who was now chopping an ingredient that needed to go in soon to Damien who was now laying on the floor. Hermione's jaw dropped but then glared at Blaise. If he wanted to put a child on the floor he was sleeping on those hard as a rock couches. She silently worked and the two finished the potion quickly. She turned it in and came back to find Blaise with his feet on the table and Damien still on the floor. She looked down and saw a quail levitating, moving slightly out of Damien's reach, tickling him every few minutes. Hermione glared at him. He cracked an eye open and glanced at the clock. She could get her full lecture in if she started. They still had fifteen minutes left.
"He's fine." Blaise said.
"He's laying on a cold hard dungeon floor. He will wind up crying when he can't catch that quail and you aren't watching him. Someone could step on him." Hermione said. "A potion could splash on him too."
"But nothing is going to happen, and do you want to know why? Because he has a bubble shield on him. He can't get hurt. He won't cry because the quill is suppose to let him catch it if he gets fussy and there is a spell so he can't chock on it or hurt himself. He's fine,"
"Does he have a charm on him so that Snape,'s glare won't upset him?" Hermione said.
"No, the quail will pop up and poke me so I can pick him up." Blaise said with a smirk.
"What about a charm so he can't hear Ron who curses all the time?" Hermione said with a smirk. His face fell into a glare as he cursed under his breath. "And his father too." she added. He just glared and picked up the baby who had his quill in its mouth. Why was she always right?
A/N: Sorry this is short but the reason is in my profile.