Forever Yours
Chapter Five
Hermione opened her eyes. She surveyed her surroundings. She was in a rather large room that took in the shade of dimmed blue from the evening sky. She was surrounded by beds that were neatly made and by some people that slept in the beds near her. She heard much snoring and coughing and that was all it took for her to know where she is. The Hospital Wing. Hermione pondered her mind for a moment and pushed all her thoughts and pain to the back of her mind. Why would she be in the hospital? After asking herself the question, the pain in her stomach told her everything and she closed her eyes. She soon calmed down a bit from the pain; it didn't hurt as much when she laid down.
She quieted herself and she immediately heard two voices. One voice was birdlike and pushy, the other voice calm and soothing. Hermione could tell that one voice, the birdlike one, was Madam Pomfrey, but the other one was a bit harder to recognize. She heard the man speak again and she knew he was there. She didn't want to, but she had no choice, her body was making her, he fell asleep.
"So, she'll be ok?" Draco Malfoy asked the short woman, who was organizing her healing potions. Madam Pomfrey was changing every bottle's place on the shelf. She was nervous and she hated being asked question. Trying hard to finish fixing the shelf up, she dropped a bottle. It fell to the floor and the glass shattered as purple liquid came pouring out of it. Madam Pomfrey looked at the tall blond, frustrated.
"Mr. Malfoy, I do not know for sure" She told him, bending down and cleaning up the mess with her wand. "Mr. Malfoy, would you grab the purple version of the numbing potion for me?" She asked as she through the glass of the potion bottle in the trash bin. Draco walked over to the cabinet in the back of the room, next to the window. He searched for the potion Madam Pomfrey had asked for. When he found it he brought it over to her.
She stood up and, taking the potion from Draco's hand, started changing the place of every potion. "What about the baby? Is her baby okay?" Draco asked her, nervously. Madam Pomfrey stooped what she was doing. She stood at her cabinet that she was rearranging for a moment, and then to him. Madam Pomfrey sighed. "Draco, I don't know. And even if I did, I wouldn't be able to tell you. You are not family, or Miss Granger and I have no right to tell you. Now, please go back to your dormitory." She started again with the bottles and Draco continued to stare at her as if waiting for something. Madam Pomfrey sighed again and looked back to Draco. "Draco, I promise you I will do everything possible to make sure Miss Granger and her baby will be fine." Draco nodded. He turned and walked to the doorway of the hospital. He turned to where Hermione was laying, and said to Madam Pomfrey, "If their is anything I can do, just tell me." Madam Pomfrey nodded and smiled at Draco. Draco walked out, slowly.
Madam Pomfrey sighed. She closed the cabinet doors and took off her long, white hat. She looked over to Hermione. She conjured a chair, next to her bed and sat in it. She wondered how Hermione would be and if she and her baby would be fine or not. She couldn't believe that Hermione even was pregnant. Hermione was one of those girls that were careful and weren't expected to do those things so soon. Then again, maybe that was why she did it. Sure, Madam Pomfrey knew Hermione loved whoever the baby's father was, but maybe Hermione got tired of being so perfect. It was possible. Madam Pomfrey had taken two courses of psychology, and it was normal for someone such as Hermione to act like that.
Madam Pomfrey walked over to the bottom of Hermione's bed and checked her folder again. Maybe there was something Madam Pomfrey had missed, at least Madam Pomfrey hoped so, so that she could fined a way to figure out what was wrong with Hermione and the baby, and heal them. But there was nothing, all that was there was what she saw earlier that day, when Draco had brought her in.
flashback
"Oh, my goodness! Mr. Malfoy what's wrong with her? What happened? Here, put her down on the bed. tell me everything that happened immediately!" Madam Pomfrey said, wide-eyed. She started examining Hermione and said what she saw, as a quill recorded it on a piece of parchment. Draco just stared at Madam Pomfrey. How was he supposed to know what was wrong? He was scared, though, for Hermione, and the baby.
He had never seen that happen and he had been around many pregnancy women. His father's friends had about three wives each. According to them, it was the only way to insure many heirs. Draco was sure his father would want three wives too, but according to every Malfoy generation before them, the Malfoys were only allowed one child, and that would continue. Draco was sure it was true. One child, and the child was a son.
He didn't believe it until his mother had gotten pregnant again and lost the baby. Draco was upset when he was told the baby had died. He wanted a sibling so much, though he was eight then, and now Draco realized how much he didn't want one. Lucius was an abusive bastard, and Draco wouldn't want a younger brother or sister to have to go through that.
"Well," Draco started, "we at class and she started, like, moaning and she said her stomach hurt and she started saying that something was wrong with her baby and then she passed out when I was on the second floor, bringing her up here." Draco said to her, very quickly and all in one sentence. Madam Pomfrey nodded as he said all this. "Baby?" Madam Pomfrey asked, remembering what he had just said. Draco nodded. He could see that she was about to faint.
Madam Pomfrey looked at the piece of parchment that the charmed quill had been writing on. She examined it at least three times. All the piece of parchment was things she already knew, things that Draco had told her, like what time she fainted. It was useless. She needed to know what was wrong. All she could do was wait. Wait for something to happen, so then she could figure out what was wrong.
end of flashback
A/N: Update!This chapter starts out going slowly around Hermione, like explaining how she feels, then to Madam Pomfrey and then to Draco. This isn't a good chapter. It just stays in the one place, but you sense something in Draco that I'm sure no one would have expected. (if your lucky, you'll see it, though, it isn't a sign that says, "LOOK HERE TO SEE A CHANGE IN DRACO. A CHANGE HERMIONE WOULDN'T HAVE EXPECTED!"
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