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Chapter 18: Physicals, Killer Endings.

"Dear god," Draco laid back in bed. Holding his stomach the nausea was killing him.

"Are you alright?" Ryan asked, watching Draco shove his face into his pillow.

Draco waved his hand and groaned.

"I heard crackers help with stomach aches," He offered.

Draco shook his head. "Oh cracers"

"Call me if you change your mind,"

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"May I speak to Mrs. Granger please," Ryan rubbed the back of his neck as he waited for Hermione to get on the phone.

"Mrs. Granger is not currently taking any calls, may I take a message?" The voice on the other end asked.

"Can you tell her. Her son called."

"Please hold,"

"Yes Ryan?"

He Heard Hermione get on the phone.

"Umm.. Daft is sick, I'm not really sure what to do for him. his been throwing up all morning."

"I'm really busy right now but I'll be home in about an hour." She told him.

"Alright," He hung up.

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"Draco," Hermione laid next to him on their bed.

"Huh?" He looked over at Hermione and smiled lightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I honestly don't know," He said trying to sit up but failed as another wave of nausea hit him. "but it's not fun."

"Maybe you should go see a doctor," Hermione told him.

"I'm not going to the whackshack," He told her.

"Our muggle doctor silly," Hermione picked up the phone. It's about time both of us had physicals anyway."

"I un aanna," Draco said into him pillow.

"What?"

"I don't want to," He lifted his head.

"Sorry to hear that,"

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"So what took yours so long?" Draco asked her once they were at home.

Hermione shook her head. "I thought I was in and out pretty quick."

"It just sucks that my doctor couldn't find anything wrong with me." Draco laid his head on the bar in their kitchen.

Hermione didn't say anything.

"I'm hungry," He said finally. "Where's the Twip?"

"Finishing his 15 hours," Hermione said as she took out some bread.

"Are you going to cook?" Draco said. "I think I'm feeling sick. I'm not hungry anymore."

"I'm not going to cook," Hermione grinned at him over her shoulder. "I want peanut butter sandwich."

"No jelly?" Draco frowned.

"I don't really care for it."

"I'm thinking Pizza for dinner." Draco said after a few minutes silence. "I'm craving it bad."

"Pizza is fine." Hermione sat down next to him and handed him a glass of orange juice, before taking a sip of her own.

"So, what did your doctor say?" Draco asked.

"You want the whole story or just the important part?" Hermione sighed setting her glass down on the bar.

"Important," He said watching her run her fingers through her hair.

"I think we had a little to much fun during my vacation," She waited for Draco to comment. "My doctor says I'm…"

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End

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