A/N: Hey everyone. Poor Hermione hey? She is sick, as you might have guessed. You'll find out why in this chapter and a few other things too. Anyway here's chapter 5.

DISCLAIMER: I only own the plot.

Chapter 5: Hermione's illness.

Malfoy crouched down next to Hermione. He checked her pulse, which was weak. He scooped her up, ignoring Molly and Ginny and took her into a spare examination room. The two women followed him but he didn't tell them to leave. He rushed about checking over Hermione.

"Wake up Hermione…I…come on for your baby." He whispered. Ginny looked at her mother whose face was full of worry. What seemed like hours but was actually only a few minutes, Malfoy turned and looked at Molly and Ginny. His face was full of concern for Hermione.

"I think she has pneumonia. Has Hermione had a cold recently?"

"She was a little chesty the other day but she told us she was fine! Is she going to be ok? What about the baby?" Molly asked.

"She will have to stay here until she is well. We will not know if her baby will be ok until she is better herself. Where is her daughter?"

"She is staying with Hermione's parents. Oh my god…Hermione." Ginny whispered walking over to the bed where Hermione lay, her body still and limp. Ginny took hold of her hand.

"Come on Mione…wake up. You'll be ok I know It." She whispered. A single tear fell down her cheek. Molly walked over to her daughter and put an arm around her shoulder.

"Come on honey. We need to go and tell Hermione's parents." Molly told her. Ginny let go of Hermione's hand and let her mother lead her out of the room. Malfoy walked back over to Hermione.

"Come on wake up. I need to know your ok." He whispered. Hermione's eyes remained shut. Malfoy watched her wondering why the hell he was so concerned.

You like her. A voice in his head spoke up. Malfoy dismissed this thought. How could he like Hermione Granger? She was a filthy mudblood to him. Harry Potter's girlfriend. She was his girlfriend. He died remember? The voice told him. Malfoy cursed under his breath. He didn't even know Hermione enough to like her. He had taunted her all through her 7 years at Hogwarts and hadn't he hated her during that time? But at the same time he thought back to when she had first come to St Mungo's to confirm her pregnancy. Hadn't he thought her to be…hot? Then when she came back for a check-up hadn't he watched her leave wondering why he had treated her so badly during his school days?

"Harry?" a weak voice broke through Malfoy's thoughts. He looked at Hermione. Her eyes were open. He quickly walked over to her.

"Granger you are in hospital. You collapsed some time last night. You have pneumonia. Just rest and I'll make sure you get better." Malfoy spoke with his professional voice. He resisted the urge to take hold of her hand.

"Lily…" she murmured.

"She is fine. You just rest. You need all the strength you can get to help you get better."

"My baby…"

"Your baby is fine. Just rest!" Hermione gave Malfoy a weak smile as he said this and closed her eyes falling into a deep sleep.

Malfoy stayed with Hermione night and day for the next 2 weeks. She had been drifting in and out of consciousness and Malfoy was worried for her unborn baby. He didn't know what possessed him to stay he just knew that there was a reason and leaving her could potentially let her slip through his fingers. He allowed Molly and Ginny to visit only so they could wash her down and talk to her a little. Otherwise it was just Malfoy with her. Hermione's daughter was still staying with Hermione's parents and didn't quite understand what was wrong with her mother. Luke and Renee Granger had come to visit their daughter a few times but Lily always went to the Weasley's.

"Malfoy…" came an almost inaudible voice. Malfoy had been dozing on the chintz armchair he had conjured for comfort during the nights. His eyes snapped open at the sound of Hermione's weak voice.

"Hermione…how are you feeling?" He whispered checking her pulse and temperature.

"Can you tell me something?" she muttered with her eyes closed.

"What?" Malfoy asked looking slightly confused.

"Am I going to die?"

"NO! I wont let you die. You have to get better for Lily for your unborn baby…for me." He added in a whisper.

"My baby? What baby? Oh my god! Is it alright?"

"I think so. Do you feel strong enough for me to perform a test to tell find out?"

Hermione nodded her head. Malfoy lifted her shirt and performed the same spell that he had previously used on her. Once again the room filled with bright blue light and the hologram picture similar to the one 3 months previous came into view. The baby in the picture was moving and breathing. The child looked fine from what Malfoy could see. The only thing that was wrong with it was it appeared to be a little small. Malfoy knew this was because of the lack of food and proper nutrients that had been taken away when Hermione became ill and had to be put on an IV drip. Malfoy would have given her a potion to take away the pneumonia but it would be too risky with her being pregnant. The potion could potentially kill the both of them and he couldn't risk losing Hermione now that he had realized his feelings for her.

"Your baby is fine. A little small but otherwise healthy."

"What am I having?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yes. If I die I'd be more peaceful knowing the sex of my baby."

"You're not going to die Hermione. I promise you that."

"Just tell me."

"OK your having…a boy." Malfoy told her as the hologram like picture vanished. Hermione's face broke into a weak grin and a tear fell down her cheek.

"Really? Oh my…Harry would have been so happy." She smiled weakly before closing her eyes and falling back to sleep.

After another week, Hermione was feeling a lot better. She could eat solid food and sit up in her bed. Malfoy didn't stay with her anymore now that she was awake and on the road to recovery. He came by every hour or so to check on her and bring her some food. Lily had been to visit her and was happy that Hermione would finally be coming home soon.

"Malfoy. Can I ask you something?" Hermione said as Malfoy bought her some food.

"What do you want to know?" he asked professionally.

"Well Ginny told me something today. She said that while I was really sick, you never left my bedside and you made sure that I survived. Why did you do that?"

"Because I am your doctor. That is what I am paid to do."

"No. You are paid to put me in a hospital bed, check on me every hour, change my IV drip when need be and make sure I don't die. Ginny told me you were here night and day." Malfoy looked away when she said all this.

"You needed someone with you night and day. I was the only one prepared to stay and so I did. You are more delicate because you are pregnant."

"But there is another reason. What is it?"

"Because…I wanted to. Grang- Hermione I realized while you were sick that…that…I like you. When I picked you from the files I thought it would be my chance to taunt you but I couldn't do it. For some reason I just couldn't hurt you. I knew that if I did I would never be able to face you. Then when the two Weasley women bought you in here after you collapsed…I thought I'd lost my chance at fixing the mistakes I had made throughout our time at Hogwarts. Satisfied that you got that out of me?"

"Malfoy I…what do you mean you like me?"

"And they said you were the smartest witch at school. Hermione Granger I have feelings for you ok."

Hermione looked at him surprised. Draco Malfoy had feelings for her. Draco Malfoy the person who had made her life at Hogwarts hell. He had been the one who called her a mudblood.

"You…I…why would you have feelings for me? I'm, as you always say, a filthy mudblood."

"You could never be a filthy mudblood. Do you remember me telling you about when Dumbledore died? I had to put up a front so that You-Know-Who wouldn't get suspicious. Snape taught me Occulemency and I became very good at blocking my thoughts. Therefore You-Know-Who could not tell that I had been deceiving him."

"But…well I don't really know what to say." Hermione told him quietly.

"Then say nothing. Just think about what I have told you and try to get some rest. You need your strength for your baby." Malfoy smiled at Hermione before walking out.

Hermione was finally allowed to go home. She had been at St Mungo's for a month and Molly had insisted that Hermione and Lily come and stay at the Burrow until Hermione gave birth to her baby. Hermione agreed as she was not completely back to her normal self and was still feeling a little weaker than normal. She had been thinking a lot about what Malfoy had told her. She knew that it would never work between them…not yet anyway. Harry had only been dead for 7 months and she was still deeply in-love with him. She was also mourning for him now more than ever because she had found out that she would be giving birth to a son. She was naming him after his father. She felt it was the right thing to do.

"Hermione dear breakfast is ready." Molly called up the stairs. She had been staying with the Weasley's for almost two weeks now and it was starting to get to her. As much as she loved them, their house was crowded and you didn't get much privacy. They only had one shower and the hot water container was only small meaning showers were limited to 5 – 10 minutes each. After slipping her dressing gown on, Hermione headed down stairs. Lily was already sitting at the table eating a big bowl of cornflakes.

"Morning my beautiful little girl." Hermione said kissing Lily on the forehead and taking a seat next to her.

"Morning Mummy. Are you feeling better today?" Lily smiled at Hermione.

"Yes I am." Hermione replied before picking up her fork and starting to eat the plate of food Molly had just put in front of her.

"When do you have to go back to St Mungo's?" Ginny asked from her seat across the table.

"Today. Malfoy wants me to come in once a week just to make sure I'm not over doing it." Hermione smiled. She didn't really want to go but she knew Molly would make her regardless of Hermione's protests.

"Are you taking Lily with you?"

"Yeah. I haven't been able to go anywhere with her so I thought we might go to the zoo afterwards. Does that sound like fun Lily?"

"Yeah…will there be lions? I like lions. Did you know Uncle Ron sounded like a lion when him and Daddy were in school? He told me."

Hermione laughed remembering Harry and Ron telling her and Ginny about the time in their dormitory when they ate the beans that made then sound like various objects and animals.

After a second helping of breakfast, Hermione took Lily upstairs and helped her pick out a suitable outfit to wear as it was staring to become quite cold outside now that winter was upon them. Lily chose a cute pair of jeans with butterflies on them a cream coloured turtleneck shirt and a thick fur coat. Hermione herself wore a pair of flare tracksuit pants and a long sleeved shirt with a thick coat that was lined with faux fur. She helped Lily pull on her boots and wrapped a scarf around the little girls neck as Lily pulled on her gloves. Hermione put her own gloves and scarf on and they went to St Mungo's by floo powder. Hermione walked up to Draco Malfoy's ward and told the receptionist why she was there. Malfoy came and got her a few moments later/

"It's good to see you Hermione. I hope you are feeling better."

"I am thankyou…Draco." The sound of his name coming from Hermione made him tingle all over. He had deep feelings for Hermione but after finding out about how Harry died he was going to keep his distance. Hermione followed him into his office where he examined her to make sure she was still getting better.

"Well the pneumonia has gone. How are you feeling overall?"

"I get tired more easy but that could be because I am 7 months pregnant."

"That could have something to do with it but I still want to see you every week from now until the baby is born."

"Are you sure there isn't another reason you want to see me every week? Something totally unrelated to the fact that I am pregnant?"

"No. This is strictly professional. I may have feelings for you and all but you are my patient and I have to put that relationship before anything else."

"OK. I think I should go now. I have things to do today."

Hermione stood and went to walk out. Draco put a hand on her shoulder and Hermione turned to face him.

"Can…would you like to have a coffee?" He mumbled.

"Today? I can't…I thought you said this was a doctor-patient relationship only."

"That's for your appointments. I didn't say anything about outside of the work place."

"Well I can't today anyway. We are going to the zoo. Look I'll contact you before my next appointment ok." And with that Hermione walked out before Draco could say another word.

A/N: Well Hermione knocked his offer back! Oh well you'll have to keep reading to find out what happens...