A/N: I still own nothing!
Thank all for reading and reviewing! I'm going to keep all dialogue on this story, despite how difficult it might be. I hope I'm not confusing anyone! Please, let me know if I am.
"Hello? Draco? Professor? I swear! If I'm supposed to stay in bed, then someone answer me before I come looking for you! No? I'm getting up and going to the library?"
"No, no you're not."
"Finally, I'm hungry. And I want some tea."
"You threw up the tea this morning."
"So? I want tea, and a book."
"Uncle Severus said you aren't allowed to have any books until Thursday."
"What day is it now?"
"Tuesday."
"Dammit! I've been here a week? I've got work to do still, I have research to finish. I need to owl Professor Mathers, Merlin, I am behind."
"Shh, settle down for a minute. Yes, you've been here a week. I owled the ministry to let them know you were unavailable for the next two weeks. Apparently you had vacation time? They're letting you use that. As for your research, you'll be allowed to continue it on Thursday. I will write Professor Mathers for you, granted you tell me who he is, and what I'm supposed to say. You need to stay calm, Granger. Getting upset won't you or the baby. Now, you said you wanted tea?"
"Yes, and biscuits, chocolate ones, and some marmalade if you have it."
"I'll see what I can find. You see this little bell?"
"Yes."
"Ring it next time, it's magically set to ring throughout the manor."
"Okay."
"Here we go, tea, biscuits, I could only find vanilla ones, I'm sorry. And marmalade, as requested...unless you've changed your mind."
"No, this is good, thank you, Draco. Where's Professor Snape today?"
"No idea. He said he had some matters to attend and told me under no circumstances am I to give you a book."
"Want a biscuit?"
"You dipped it in the marmalade, no thank you."
"More for me. Any luck finding out who attacked me?"
"Not yet, Granger."
"Hermione, please, call me Hermione."
"Alright, Hermione. So, what do you want to do? Take another nap?"
"I'm tired of sleeping...book?"
"Forget it, no matter how cute you look, I'm not stupid enough to cross Uncle Severus."
"Why do you call him that?"
"He's my godfather. I've always called him that in private."
"I never knew. Wanna play a game or something? I really don't want a nap, and I'm not allowed out of bed, am I?"
"Nope."
"I figured. Why did you help me? You hate me."
"I don't hate you, Granger. I never really hated you, you were just better than me in every single class. Also, my father...you know."
"Oh, have you seen my cat? I let him out and told him to find me, but...I doubt he'll look here."
"Not yet, but we're keeping our eyes open for him. Are you and Weasel married?"
"No! He...still hadn't asked...not even when we found out about the baby. That should've told me something, right?"
"I'm not going to say anything, Hermione. Did you leave him or did he kick you out? Weaslette wasn't sure."
"I left him. He had another witch. Really, you call Ginny Weaslette?"
"Yes, she's a she and a weasel."
"She's not bad."
"Her family is...okay, fair point. I've been doing a lot of thinking, Granger, especially about things I thought mattered when I was younger. Things my father told me, things I was raised to believe."
"MEOW!"
"Crooks?! Draco, is that...?"
"Hold on, let me check, shh, good kitty. Guess your furball is smart after all, Hermione. Here, take him, he's trying to claw me."
"Aww, poor baby, it's okay Crooks, we can trust Draco. Good kitty."
"Prrrrr."
"Do you have any food for him? I mean, I know he can hunt, but he's a little thin."
"Does he chicken? Fish?"
"Yes to both. Oh, Crooks, I missed you."
"I'll see about finding him something, come on, kitty."
"Roeow?"
"Yes, Granger's safe here. Here we go, you like fish? Okay, there you go, tuna. I'll see about getting you some cat food, there's no mice here. Granger? Oh, she's asleep again. Guess it's just you and me for kitty."
"Mrrow."
