But It's Better If You Do

Chapter Seven

Author: Commando

Author's Note:
Yes.. FINALLY!
Sorry about that. Took me awhile.
ENJOY x 348938493 D

Hermione's father's footsteps echoed through her house as he arrived home from work. She could hear the muffled noise of her mother and father talking and she rolled over, facing away from the door. She put her hand on her stomach and sighed. She could feel the stinging of oncoming tears and sniffled. Her mother's voice rang through the door, "Hermione?"

"Yes?" Hermione responded, quickly.

"Your father is home!"

"I know."

"Aren't you going to come and say hello?" Hermione opened the door and her father was standing right there along side of her mother.

"Hi Dad," She hugged him and went back into her room.

"What's wrong, kiddo?"

"Oh, so you haven't told him, eh?"

"Hermione... what's up?"

"Mum, you want to tell him?" She looked angrily at her mother, not understanding this sudden urge to hate her mother.

"No, 'Mione. I think this is something you have to tell him on your own." She walked out of the room, leaving Hermione to attempt to keep herself from meeting her father's eyes. She couldn't do it. She stood up suddenly, her father following her every move with his eyes. She grabbed her sweater and ran down the stairs and out the door.

"WAIT!" Her mother and father called but it was too late. She was running full blast down the darkened roads, tears streaming down her face, breathing heavily. She could barely see, but she was all too familiar with her town and ran, blindly. The air left her as she ran into a solid structure, and let out a cry of pain as her knee collided with... another knee? She rubbed her eyes free of the tears and let out a gasp as she recognized the person who stood in front of her. He helped her up and wrapped her arms around her.

"Shh, it's okay," Blaise's soothing voice calmed Hermione as she wept into her shoulder. He didn't ask anything but continued stroking her hair, rhythmically. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"How'd you get here?" She said, suddenly realizing that he had somehow left Hogwarts to be with her.

"Knight Bus - handy thing, you know?"

"Yes. I suppose it is..." Hermione glanced at him again and furrowed her eyebrows. Something didn't feel right.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Well, if you must ask. Let me try everything! I can't even tell my father I'm pregnant. I can't take the "disappointment" thing, ever!"

"Hermione, you have to do it!"

"By now my mother will have kindly told my father! How else can you explain your daughter just running out of the fucking house!"

"I wouldn't know. But you see I would go back if I were you. No matter how disappointed they are in you, family is family and you're going to need them!"

"Blaise, why do you always have to be right?"

"I don't really know - seeing as I don't even have such a thing as a family. But I know you need them. I know you love them and I know they will love you no matter what."

They still remained in the middle of the street, in the dark. Hermione grabbed Blaise's hand and led the way back to her house. The streetlight flickered continuously outside of Hermione's house and she could hear her mother yell as she headed inside. "She's home, honey!" Steven, Hermione's father, ran up and hugged her daughter.

"I'm glad, Hermione. I'm disappointed in you - my daughter is smarter than that but it has happened and no matter how angry I am it still doesn't change anything!" Her father hugged her again and smiled, before realizing that his daughter had brought along someone else. "Who's this?"

"Dad, this is Blaise, my boyfriend and the father of my baby."

The eyes explained it best - the rage, the fear all bundled into one look. Her father had to restrain himself and the veins in his neck could be spotted.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir." Blaise extended his hand but Steven did not except. Blaise put it back down by his side, awkwardly.

Hermione couldn't remember what had happened next, she had been so shocked. Blaise, suddenly, has whipped out his wand and was pointing it at Hermione's parents. He didn't even say anything before her mum and dad were lying on the floor. With another quick flick, and a mumble of "Avada Kedavra" he killed Hermione's dad, then next her mum. Hermione's yells didn't help as Blaise bound her and silenced her with a few more flicks of his wand. He looked into her eyes and smirked. He led her outside into the middle of the street and Hermione went into a desperate spurt of moaning and fighting against the restraints. Blaise dragged her along and suddenly Disapparated. She nearly passed out she was so disoriented. Her eyes kept rolling back and she felt as though she was about to vomit. The tingling her body felt made her cringe but Blaise's grip on her arm remained tight. She desperately tried to say something, anything but no noise came out of her mouth. She wished she had her wand, but it remained in her room probably next to a sleeping Ace.

Hermione's eyes finally cleared of the burning tears and she looked around as she fell to the ground. It was dark and it was a large field with a lone house in the middle of it. Hermione could see the dark clouds that formed far above their heads. She waited as Blaise got up and grabbed her arms, dragging her towards the small house.

She could see a dark, hooded figure walking to them.

"Good, you have her," Said the hissing voice, joining them as they headed towards the house.