Forever Yours
Chapter Thirteen
"Okay," Draco said, putting his hands together, "we should get going." Draco gave his hand to help Hermione off the bed. When she stood up she wiped her eyes of the tears that had continued to build up. She looked at him, strands of hair falling into her face. Draco brushed them away, behind her ears.
She looked at him with such hope in her eyes. Her and Draco continued to look into one another's eyes. Hermione was amazed. She hadn't had a moment like this since the day before Draco found her in Ron's arms, that horrible day in the library. She felt so complete, so loved. A love she had never felt before.
Hermione, breaking the silence, asked, "How are we going, to the hospital, I mean." She continued to stare at Draco. Draco sighed and walked over to a small bag that was in the corner of the room, a bag Hermione had not realized was there before. "Well, I am going to fly us as close to Hogwarts as we can, but then we will take a carriage the rest of the way to Hogwarts. When we get to the Hospital Wing, someone from the hospital will be there, waiting for you." Draco explained, still looking through the bag.
"But how? I mean, how will the thestrals give us a ride? I thought they only did that stuff on September 1st." Hermione asked, looking at Draco, who had taken clothes out of the bag. Hermione wasn't sure why he had her clothes, but she sure hoped he had brought it for her to wear and not to tease her, or anything like that. Draco walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Dumbledore arranged all of it. Everything is taken care of." Draco announced. Hermione stood still, looking a the clothes in his hand. "Dumbledore knows?" She asked frightened. "He isn't kicking me out of Hogwarts, is he?" She asked.
Draco shook his head no. "Don't worry about it. Yes, Dumbledore knows, but he isn't planning on getting you out of the school. Many Ministry Members tried to make that happen, but Dumbledore fault with them. You know, about how your seventeen and this is your last year, and there was no point in kicking you out of the school. Besides, you'll be staying at the Hospital for about a month. You won't miss any school, really." Draco said, looking at her.
Hermione looked sad, and she was crying, although is wasn't audible. "Hermione, what's the matter?" Draco asked, standing up, walking towards her, and embracing her. Hermione wrapped her arms around him and buried her head into his chest. "What's the matter?" He repeated.
"I was just thinking. Madam Pomfrey told me that even if I did go to the hospital, that even then, the baby might not survive." Hermione told him, feeling him tense when she mentioned the baby. Draco loved Hermione will all his heart, the only way he knew how to love, but he still couldn't find away to feel happy for her. He hated that she was pregnant, even though she loved it so much. No, Draco didn't hate the baby, it wasn't the baby's fault that it wasn't his. The thing Draco hated most was that the baby wasn't his. Even if Hermione and Ron had slept together, but the baby was his and Hermione's, Draco would've found a way to forgive Hermione. But now, it seemed impossible as she had a family with another man, even if that man didn't know.
"I'm sorry Draco, I know you don't want to talk, and that you hate me, I just-" Hermione said, being cut off as Draco tightened his arms around her, and dance slightly with her, making soothing sounds. "Shh... The baby will be fine. I promise you, Hermione. You and the baby will be just fine." Draco assured her. Hermione noticed that he hadn't mentioned anything about hating her, and that her assumptions about him hating her were true.
"How do you know that?" Hermione asked, demanding to know a reason. Draco sighed, looking into her tearstained eyes. "Because I do, Hermione. There are some things I know, that you can't read in books." He told her. Hermione remained still. "When are we going?" She asked. "As soon as you get changed." Draco told her, handing the clothes to her. Hermione looked at him, curiously. "How did you get my clothes and how did you know to bring them here? Or did you just happen to be walking around with them in your bag?" Hermione asked, suspiciously.
Draco chuckled a bit. "Those clothes you left in my room from one of our nights," Draco said, and Hermione blushed, "I just kept them, by the way, I have another pair of clothes, still, but I'm not giving those back until you return my lucky boxers." Hermione blushed even more at this, and Draco smiled. He continued, "As for knowing to bring them, I knew all along." He paused and Hermione's eyebrows raised. "I knew to bring them because I followed you here from Hogwarts. I stayed outside of the Hospital Wing a while to make sure you didn't sneak out again, and possible hurt the baby and yourself further." Draco and Hermione's eyes locked.
"Now, you need to get changed so we can leave. You can't go there like this." Draco said, breaking this silence. Hermione blushed and took the clothes, before heading to the bathroom. Draco opened the door for her and shut it once she was in. Draco paced around the room. He didn't know why he was nervous. He guessed it was just because he hadn't spent so much time with Hermione in so long.
"Draco!" Hermione called, taking Draco from his thoughts. "Yes?" He asked, walking over to the door, so she could hear him. "Would you mind coming in and helping me get this off, and then help me to get my clothes on?" She asked. And Draco remembered that Hermione would have a hard time getting the clothes on and off, after all there was a big bump on her stomach as she was just about five months pregnant.
"Yeah, I'll help." Draco said, and turning the door knob, he stepped in.
A/N: I know the last part probably wouldn't happen, but you'd be surprised at how many pregnant women need help changing...(Though that usually doens't happen into the last months i don't think)
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