TITLE:
Plus two makes three
AUTHOR:
TomFeltonzBride
SUMMARY:
Hermione Granger was an ordinary, brainy girl who attended a school for witchcraft and wizardry…until she was raped.
CH 7 the arrival and the drunken charade
"What the FUCK!" screamed Draco Malfoy in his room. Draco decided that if Blaise was going to make him look like a fool, he would get him back, BAD!
"Come ON! PLEASE tell me what your so excited about! Maybe I can get excited to!" Blaise said with a wink.
"OH MERLIN NO! I don't want you to get excited like THAT!" Hermione said with a horrified expression on her face.
"OH! Sorry. Then how am I supposed to get excited? Should I be excited?"
"Yes! No! Yes! I don't know!"
"Which is it?"
"I don't know you'll let me know when you see!"
"When can I see?"
"After dinner!"
"I can't wait that long!"
"You're just going to have to!"
During dinner -
After Dumbledore saw that the three were done eating (Dora, Zach and Hermione) he called them up to the staff table.
"Why are they being called up?"
"Did they do something bad?"
"No one EVER got called up there before, what'd they do?"
"I don't know."
"I hope they get in trouble…"
"I've never see them do nothin' wrong…"
Hushed whispers were going around while the three went up to the staff table.
"Are you ready?" Dumbledore asked
"Yes sir!" the three said in excited unison.
The three of them, accompanied by Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall walked to his office.
"Muggle sweets are de-licious!" Dumbledore said, and the gargoyle sprang aside.
The five walked in and sat around Dumbledore's desk.
"Okay, this is what is going to happen; you are all going to apparate to the day care center and wait there for me. You are all going to floo back, as the children might not like to apparate! See you there!"
Hermione was the first one apparate there. She waited by a marble fireplace for the others. Finally Dora, Zach, Dumbledore, and then McGonagall popped out of thin air.
"Okay ladies, follow me!" McGonagall said.
"We are here to pick up; Kaila and Trevin Granger, Parker Welts, Kaitlyn Madella, and Bretagne Anzella. (Zach named her daughters' last names after their biological fathers…) their mum's are here to pick them up and go home."
"Of course." Said a nurse that was behind a marble counter.
Okay, Miss Granger, you take one of the twins and I will take the other." Said McGonagall. "Miss Welts, you and Miss Zacharelli take your children. Miss. Zacharelli, Professor Dumbledore will take little Kaitlyn."
They did as she said, and ended up back where they first came from. (D's office.)
"Merlin am I glad to be with my daughters!" Zach said hugging and kissing the tops of their heads.
"Yea me to!"
"Me three!" said Dora.
The three, with the help of the professors brought them all to Hermione's dorm without anyone seeing the kids. They weren't sure if they wanted anyone to know yet, especially Hermione. (Besides Blaise.)
"So, what's the big secret?" Blaise asked as Hermione cuddled into him on the sofa.
"Oh, yea, I forgot!" she said teasingly, only to make the effect more exciting. "Follow me!" Hermione said excited.
Hermione led him by hand to the nursery.
"Close your eyes!" after saying the password, she led him thru the portrait she said, "Ok! Open!"
Blaise looked around, confused.
"This looks like a nursery… what's a nursery doing here at Hogwarts? I don't really like babies… How many of Hogwarts hoe's had babies?"
"Excuse me? Hogwarts hoes?" Hermione asked unbelievingly
"Yea, is pansy's kid here? I mean children. Well, she is too ugly to get any… Hermione? What's wrong?"
"I AM NO HOE! HOW DARE YOU! IF YOU DON'T LIKE BABIES, THEN WE WEREN'T MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!" Hermione, with tears in her eyes ran to her children and held them very tightly, but gently, as if saying to them 'you are part of me, I'll never let you go!'
Blaise saw this and came up with what Hermione meant as a surprise. Hermione wasn't at school last year because she was pregnant and had the twins. How could he be so stupid? He should have put two and two together! The way Draco said to say those things to Potter and Weasley. About how 'heavy she was' and those little remarks about being a 'baby' he really meant it… but HOW did he know? (A/N: if you don't remember, go read the letter Ron sent to Hermione in chapter two!) Was it coincidence, or did he really know? If he does really know, how does he know? Does he have anything to do with this? If not, who told him? He couldn't possibly be the father. Could he? Considering how much he hates her, I don't think he could be, but then…who isthe father?
"Hermione, I'm really sorry, I didn't know you had children. I didn't mean that people who have children are hoes. I was only referring to pansy. I'm really s-"
"NO! Don't even say you're sorry! You know you really meant it! I didn't hear any sarcasm in your voice when you said that! A hoe am I? Well, I guess I am a hoe. The way I got raped. That REALLY makes me a hoe! I just decided one day I wanted to have sex with a total stranger because I want to be a hoe for Blaise Zabini! Yes I LOVE my children even though I was raped. They are still mine no matter WHAT you or anyone else says! I made them. Although it wasn't intentional, they are still mine! Please do me a favor and LEAVE! NEVER come in here AGAIN! EVER! I WILL change the password so you or no other Mother FUCKERS can get in to the children in here!"
Blaise was too shocked to even retort so he just turned on his heel and left.
Hermione let her now-crying children back down in their cribs and started to let the tears that formed behind her eyes come rolling down onto her once rosy cheeks.
"Where's Hermione? She was supposed to come to my room after dinner."
"I don't know… I'm sure she's okay. She knows how to fend for herself. Why was she supposed to come in here for, anyways?"
"Well, we were going to have a 'first day' party. You know, for our kids."
"HEY! What about me? You didn't invite me!"
"Yea I did!"
"Oh, is that what you were telling me today at lunch? Because I wasn't listening."
"Oh, thanks!" '
"Yea… sorry, I was a bit occupied!"
"Doing what"
"Thinking."
"About what? Thinking can't be more important than what I had to say!" she said laughing
"I don't know, I was just thinking about the fact that, well if Blaise wasn't the guy that raped Hermione, then who was? I mean… I know Hermione's not going to look into it… It hurts her too much. I think it's up to us to find out who it was. I mean it's the least we can do. I can ask my dad for the list of male students in his house!"
"Yea, that's a good idea, but do you think he'll give you the names?"
"I don't know, maybe… I am his daughter, so maybe…"
"Well, there's nothing wring with trying!"
Hermione was too upset that she didn't remember what Dora had said to her about their little party. She went into her Head Dorm and conjured up some strong butterbeer. It was a new concoction of Madame Rosmerta. She made this new kind of butterbeer that had more alcohol than soft drink it self. With enough in your system, you could get drunk off your arse. (Though it was less than fire whiskey.) And that's exactly what Hermione did. Got drunk! After the satisfactory of feeling drunk, Hermione went out of the portrait hole into the corridors and just started to walk wherever her feet would take her. She needed time to think, to try to clear her head. But the alcohol wasn't helping much.
First, she thought Blaise was the one who rape her, then it turns out that it wasn't him, then she starts to fall for him and he turns out to be a bastard who hates kids. Now, she just didn't know what to think. She would just have to accept that no one would want her now that her kids would be a burden to anyone who actually would want her! Now I really have to find out who raped me! So I can give him a piece of my mind! That motherfucker screwed up my entire life! But I don't know if I can. I know I have to, but it's going to be too hard!
As she thought about this, fresh tears started to spill down her cheeks and blurred her vision.
"Sorry." She said after bumping into someone.
"What're you doing here Zabini? I thought you were with the mudblood."
"I was, but she called me a mother fucker and kicked me out…"
"So, it was a mudblood who kicked you out before a pureblood… never thought I'd see it! I mean, I've seen you kick out so many Slytherins, well, I mean the ones after I've kicked out, but a mudblood?"
"Malfoy shut the fuck up!"
For some reason, seeing Zabini's pain made him smirk. I told you I'd get you back, this is a perfect opportune moment! (I got this saying from Johnny Depp, from the movie Pirates of the Caribbean, the Curse of the Black Pearl.)
Malfoy walked out of the common room to try to find mudblood granger.
Oh! This is too easy! He said to himself as he saw her and bumped into her on purpose.
"Sorry."
"No, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going!"
"Malfoy?" she asked wiping her tears, noticing how soft his voice was.
"Yea."
"Why are you being so nice, what do you want?"
"Nothing, why are you crying?"
"Well, Zabini… wait I shouldn't be talking to you about his! Go away! Leave me alone!"
"Come, on. I just want to help!" he said as she cried a little harder. O, this is was too easy! Just a few more comfort words and she's all mine! Well, until Zabini knows I got his girl! Then I just dump her!
"Ok, well… wait! NO! I'm not telling you Malfoy! Stop trying to confuse me! Can't you bother me some other time? I understand it's in your nature to give me shit, but have enough decency, at least, to give me some time to think!"
"Listen." He said, trying to keep his voice calm. "Obviously Zabini did something atrocious to you or else you would be bawlin' your eyes out on his shoulder and not standing here talkin' to me! Zabini's my best mate, if he did something to hurt you, I'll get him for you!"
"Do you even know what atrocious means?" Hermione asked, surprised he even knew the word existed.
"Of course I do!" he said irritated that even though she was drunk, he still hadn't gotten her to open up to him.
"I don't know why you're so nice, but I guess I can tell you…" her drunken side told him, completely forgetting that Malfoy and Zabini weren't even friends right this instant. "Well, last year, I wasn't at school because I was pregnant. And I had my twins Kaila and Trevin. Anyways, I went to a school for pregnant teen mothers. And that's how I met Zach and Dora. Zach has two kids, but not twins, and Dora has a little boy. She supposed to have twins but one of them was miscarried. Anyways, when we came back, we didn't want anyone to know that we had kids, and for good reason. That's why we didn't bring them with us. Dumbledore knew of course, and he helped us bring them. He also had the head dorm enlarged into three more rooms. Two for Zach and Dora and the other is a nursery. Any ways, I thought I could trust Zabini, so I told him. Turns out the bastard hates kids and thinks I'm a hoe!"
Malfoy was abnormally quite listening to her story.
"Well, all I can tell you is if you want I can kick his arse!" he said as he turned around.
"WAIT!" Hermione screamed. "Where the HELL do you think your goin'?"
"My dorm if you don't mind…"
"So you listen to my story and just leave, that's it?"
Hermione woke up the nest morning with a headache.
OMG! What a night! My head hurts badly! Why the hell did I drink so much? Zabini is NOT worth getting drunk over! Plus, he's a jackass anyways; I shouldn't get crazy about him… then why am I?
Oh! These sheets are so silky and comfortable! I can just melt away my thoughts in these! And my pillow is so warm! Mmm! She thought touching it in her ½-sleeping mode, ½ conscious mode. WAIT! I don't own silk! And my pillows aren't warmer's!
"Where the hell am I?" she asked aloud, now fully conscious, her head throbbing a little.
"Why, Granger, your in my dorm. More specifically, on my bed."
"MALFOY?"
DUN – DUN – DUN - what the hell is Hermione doin' in Malfoy's room? In his BED, no less!
Hm… Odd turn of events?
Maybe…
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