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Chapter 2: The connection.
Hermione woke up to the sound of Thomas crying. It was a cry she had not heard from him before and she ran into his room almost tripping over some of the toys. She ran over to his cot and picked him up. He was sweating a lot and without thinking Hermione apperated to The Burrow. It was nearing dawn and Hermione hoped that Molly was awake. When she popped up at the burrow, she was met with silence. She looked down at her son. He wasn't breathing and his lips had started to go blue.
"MOLLY HELP ME!" she screamed through the tears that had started falling. There was a loud bang upstairs and hurried footsteps as Molly Weasley appeared in her lounge room wearing only her nightdress.
"Hermione dear what is it?" she asked rushing over to her.
"He's not breathing…help him please." Hermione cried as Molly took Thomas from her. Ginny had heard Hermione's screams and came rushing down the stairs. She went over to Hermione who was standing next to Molly crying hysterically. Ginny put her arm around Hermione and comforted her. There was a strangled cry as Molly got Thomas breathing again.
"He is ill Hermione. We must get him to St Mungo's immediately." Molly said seriously. Hermione nodded.
"Ginny dear. Can you stay here and tell your father where I have gone when he arrives home from work?"
"Yes Mum. Go quickly before he gets worse." Ginny said giving Hermione a quick hug before the two women apperated to St Mungo's. Once there, the witch in reception told them to go up to the fourth floor where Doctor Finnigan would see to them. In the meantime the reception witch was going to let him know they were on their way with a sick child who needed his attention right away. Hermione and Molly hurried up to the fourth floor and were met by a familiar face.
"Seamus. Help him please." Hermione cried as Molly passed Thomas over to the Doctor. They followed Seamus into a room with a single bed and a cot.
"What happened?" Seamus asked.
"He woke me up with his crying and I went into his room to see if he was ok. He has been having nightmare's but this cry was different and when I picked him up he was sweating and being winter, I thought it a bit weird so I took him to The Weasley's and he stopped breathing. Molly got him breathing again but his pulse and everything is weak. Oh please don't let him die." Hermione cried as Seamus checked her son's vital signs. He took his time examining Thomas and with a wave of his wand, Thomas was put on a ventilator to help him breath. Seamus turned to Hermione.
"You say he has been having nightmare's? By any chance do you know what from?" Seamus said leading Hermione over to the chair and sitting her down.
"No. He can't tell me he's only 2."
"What have the nightmare's got to do with anything? MY 6 sons had nightmares from the age of 18 months until they were 6. They never got this sick."
"Has he been through any kind of emotional trauma?" Seamus asked ignoring Molly's question.
"No. Why? Do his nightmares have something to do with what's wrong with him?"
"That is what I am trying to determine. Has he ever seen his father? I know its Draco Malfoy."
"I've never taken him to see Draco. I couldn't."
"Ok. I think I know what is wrong. There has been a change in Mr Malfoy's progress. His vital sign's have been going up and down for a while. You say your son has been having nightmares. I think that Draco is trying to talk to you through your son. Draco has pneumonia at the present time and so does your son."
"What? But how?"
"Old school magic. It has been passed through Draco and onto your son. I am sure it would not have been on purpose. Thomas will have to stay here until he has recovered. I do have to warn you though. Pneumonia can be fatal to a child this young. I will come back to check on him every half hour. You can both stay with him. I'm sorry for the bad news." Seamus told Hermione before walking out and shutting the door behind him. Hermione burst into tears. Molly rushed over to her and Hermione fell into her arms. Molly let her cry.
"M-molly?" Hermione said through her tears.
"Yes Hermione dear. I'm here."
"C-can you wait here with Thomas? There is someone I need to see." Hermione asked her wiping away her tears. Molly knew whom she was going to see.
"Yes dear. I will stay here. You go. You need to do this." Molly gave her a reassuring smile and Hermione headed out of the room where her son was lying inches from death and headed off to the room she knew was where Draco had been for the last 2 years. She told the lady at the reception desk who she wanted to see but was told that there was already someone in there and she would have to wait. Hermione sat in the waiting room. She was reading a magazine when the person she least expected to see came in view. It was Draco's mother. Hermione put the magazine on the rack with the rest of them. She stood up and walked over to Narcissa.
"Mrs Malfoy?" Hermione asked attentively. Narcissa turned around to face Hermione. Her lipped curled slightly as though Hermione was the last person she wanted to see.
"What do you want?" Narcissa asked coldly.
"Please just listen. I have been trying to contact you for the past two years. I…there's someone I wanted you to meet."
"I have no interest in talking to you." Narcissa replied.
"But you have to listen. You do know who I am don't you?"
"Your name is Hermione Granger and my son hates you."
"No. My name is Harmony Stone and your son was in love with me before…before the battle."
"Harmony Stone? It can't be."
"I assure you it's the truth. You-Know-Who wanted me for his wife and he tried to impregnate me with his heir as a way to force me to marry him. What we didn't know was that I was already pregnant…to your son."
Narcissa gave Hermione a cold stare. Then her face softened and tears formed in her eyes.
"You mean…you are the girl my son wrote me about? The one he would die to save? I didn't realize that he was referring to you. Are you telling me that I am a Grandmother?"
Hermione nodded. Narcissa sat down quickly, a hand clutching her heart. Tears fell down her pale cheeks. She regained herself and looked up at Hermione.
"Are you the one who keeps sending owls to me?"
"Yes. I thought that it would be nice for you to be apart of Thomas' life but I was going to give up because my letters kept coming back unopened."
"I am sorry…I have been sending all my mail back. My son…he is a father…a part of him lives on…where is he? My Grandson?"
"I'm sorry. He is sick. The doctors tell me that Draco has pneumonia. Apparently, Draco has been trying to communicate to me through our son but because Thomas is so young, he couldn't tell me. Now he has contracted pneumonia as well. I really don't know how it works like that but apparently it can happen…old magic has something to do with it."
"Oh dear. Can…would it be ok if I went to see him? I know this is asking a lot of you. I am terribly sorry for not responding to your letters. I couldn't face anything apart from coming here once a week to see…Draco."
"I would love for you to see him. Molly Weasley is with him. They are on the fourth floor. Tell her I let you come." Hermione smiled at Narcissa who smiled back.
"Thankyou. Are you going to…see my son?" she asked quietly. Hermione nodded and the two women looked at one another before parting ways. Hermione continued towards Draco's room. She took a deep breath before entering the room. Draco was lying on a bed as still as ever. He was more pale then usual. He had tubes coming out of his mouth to help him breath and a machine to monitor his heart. Hermione sat on the chair next to his bed. She placed her hand in his and began whispering in his ear.
"Draco you have to wake up now. Come on. It's been two years and I have some one you would love to meet. My baby…your baby…it wasn't his…you have to wake up and meet him. Please Draco. He is sick. Like you." She kept whispering to him but she knew he couldn't hear her. After a short time it all became too much for her to handle and she left Draco to go back to their son. As she shut the door, Draco Malfoy's eyes fluttered and shot open. Without realising it, Hermione's voice had helped Draco awaken from his coma.