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WARNING: This is an AU fiction from HBP but it may contain some spoilers for HBP (I haven't decided yet but I'll warn you before I put something in there) so you have been warned I will retain some of HBP's happenings but others will be changed. If you feel this is wrong please tell me so that I can reconsider the context. For explanations please send me an email or review to ask me.
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I seriously apologize for this chapters abysmal length and quality. Berate me if you wish I'll add to this chap later when my life isn't so heavy so forgive me please? those of you who care about the story.
Recap: Draco's entire crew has gone missing on their mission in America. Hermione's pregnant and Harry was just found to be gone by Ron, Pansy and Blaise.
" Could you pass the bread please?" Hermione asked, pulling Blaise from his thoughts.
" Oh yes, of course," said Pansy as she handed Hermione the rolls, she gave a worried glance to Ron who shrugged not knowing how to pacify Pansy. Blaise took in a deep breath. Hermione continued on oblivious to the unspoken conversation going on at the table. Three days thought Blaise. Hermione had been like this since she had woken up three days ago, as if oblivious to the disappearances of two of the most important men in her life.
" So Blaise how's the fumigating going?" Hermione asked trying to cover the silence enveloping the group. Pansy arched a brow. Blaise drew a blank.
" Pardon, fumigating?" He questioned, puzzled.
"Yes, fumigating Ron told me about the infestation at your flat and how you had to be out for at least a week." Hermione explained amused. So that's how we can stay. Blaise realized with a chuckle.
" Ah yes the fumigation, well it's going as planned I suppose," Blaise answered trying to sound legitimate. Although he didn't see how Hermione would buy that, everyone knew that fumigation with a wand didn't take that long. " Sorry I forgot about it earlier." He explained feigning a sheepish look in her direction.
" Forgot? Why how so? Did the fact that you've been staying here for the past couple of days escape you?" She asked amused.
" No its, well its just that-" Blaise fumbled for a reason.
" He's in denial," Ron provided. " He hates the fact that we had to be fumigated so he blocked it out." He finished with a triumphant glance to Hermione who still looked unconvinced. Blaise seeing this took a shot.
" Yes, yes I did, I do that from time to time. When something happens to me that I don't like I act like it never happened. I sort of go on as normal." He gave Hermione a meaningful look she looked away. Gotcha! He thought with glee.
" Well, no need for an explanation," she replied obviously flustered, " Is everyone done eating? Yes? Good." She gathered all of the dishes before anyone could answer and left to the kitchen without another word.
"What did you go and get her upset for?" Pansy scolded.
" I had to do something she was making me nervous, all that pent up emotion can't be good for anyone or the stress. Besides she caught me off guard with that pest question. By the way, Fumigation?" he asked turning on Ron.
" Yeah what was that about anyway?" Pansy asked not too keen on being out of the loop. Ron blushed.
" Well I had to tell her something. She was going to kick us out and we don't all have your reason. If I hadn't of said it who would help you watch her? I said the first thing that came to my mind, besides it worked didn't it? We're still here. I don't see why this is wrong" He explained indignantly.
" Yes she bought it but what will happen in week when your flat is finished?" Pansy asked trying to make Ron see the problem with his rashness.
"Well I haven't thought it out that far," Ron stated, at Blaise's raised eyebrow he tried to redeem himself. " Look, I never said it was a good plan I just said that it would let us stay and keep an eye on her which it has."
" Yes, but for how long?" Blaise finally spoke up.
" I don't think she can hold up this face for long, I just want to be here for her when she needs someone" Ron reasoned in a soft tone.
"I guess you're right," Pansy caved. " She didn't even react when we told her about Harry."
" Yeah it was like she didn't even hear us." Blaise agreed. He took a look at Pansy who seemingly at the mention of Harry grew weak.
" Oh Pans, I'm sorry." He pulled Pansy into a hug. Ron frowned.
"Yeah sorry Pans, all this worrying about Hermione and we haven't even asked about you yet," Ron said, " So how are you holding up Pansy?"
" I'm fine," She pulled away from Blaise, dried her face and straightened her shoulders. " See, just a little sad is all." She forced a smile.
"Now, now, no hiding your emotions, we've had enough of that already." The three spared a glance at the kitchen doorway. "Now tell us the truth." Ron chided.
Pansy smiled a little, " I'm fine honestly you guys, it's hard but I'm getting through, it's difficult not knowing what has happened though."
" You mean there's been no word or anything?" Ron asked surprised.
"Honestly Ron you would have heard if there was." Pansy answered laughing slightly.
" I wish we knew more about all this." Blaise sighed.
"We all do, but all we can do for now is be here for Hermione and in case anything shows up." Pansy reminded him. " All we can do for the boys right now is wish them well enough as they can be in their situations and hope for the best.
" Those dishes are taking an awful long time let's go check on Hermione." Blaise suggested.
" Check on me why?" Hermione asked as they turned around.
" Oh we wanted to check and see if you wanted to play Blast Ended Skrewts with us." Ron covered up.
" Blast Ended Skrewts? Honestly Ron, I would have thought you would have out grown that game ages ago." Hermione laughed.
" Well it was just a though," Ron said, outwardly embarrassed, inwardly relieved. " What do you suggest Mione?"
" Well I haven't been to a picture in the longest time, maybe we could go to one?" She asked with a hopeful face. Ron, Blaise and Pansy shared a look and agreed.
" Sure, why not?" Blaise answered apprehensively.
" Well alright then, just let me get my coat." The excited Hermione ran to the closet and came back bundled up in cotton. Merlin help us. Ron looked to the heavens before following the group out.
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