I"m very very sorry for not updating in so long. I have the story laid down in my head, but I"ve been quite busy with other things. Hope you like this!

Disclaimer: I don"t own Harry Potter but the story is mine.


Chapter 7: Muggle Medicine

Minutes seemed like hours, there was no sign of Harry and Ron anywhere and Draco had taken off with the potions' teacher to make the antidotes, leaving Hermione alone with Polly, Neville, Pansy and the unconscious kids. It was an odd crew to say the least.

During that time filled with awkward silences a quiet crying coming from Hermione, Polly run some tests on the children. "We need to do something, fast. Pansy, please check on Draco. Nev, check on the Aurors, they should be here by now"

Hermione's heart skipped a bit. "Polly what's happening?" The short light brunette looked incredibly similar to her grandmother Poppy, though her methods were entirely different. People attributed it to her crazy idea of pursuing muggle medicine after getting her healer's certification.

As the healer/doctor shoved her stethoscope around her neck, she cleared her throat. "We just need to come up with the antidote" she paused, checking their pupils again.

"It"d seem that they're getting weaker, as if we loosing blood. I'm running tests on both and their red blood cells are getting lower and lower." The doctor liked having a muggleborn in the ward. "We don't have enough blood-replenishing potion"

Hermione took a deep breath as she felt Neville's hands on her shoulders. "What do we do?" Polly kept checking both children and nodding and checking their pupils, pulse and fever. "We need to do a blood transfusion, it'd seemed they're bleeding internally, but they're not, their blood is just… vanishing. Blood transfusion, the muggle way. I don't- I don't see any other way right now" She brushed her hand on Goyle's forehead "That should stabilize them and give Malfoy some more time to work his magic"

Her contemptuous tone didn't escape anyone in the room "Rosie has my blood type, it shouldn't be a problem" the healer nodded. "I'm not overly concerned about her. There are you and Ron's coming too, right?" Suddenly, something about the healer/doctor tone made Hermione's neck twitch. Since when the healer and her husband were on first name basis anyway?

Polly brought her back with her voice "-about him"

"What?" Hermione brain was trained to pick on sudden tone fluctuations due to her time at the court "Goyle's parents aren't here; I'd need to run a compatibility with anyone and everyone"

Neville brushed Hermione's shoulders for one more second before talking "No idea what you mean, but start with me Pol"

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows "Shouldn't we wait for Draco? He- he's Goyle's guardian after all" Polly shook her head, slightly clenching her teeth at the name "No time for pleasantries. We need to start now if we want this to remotely work. Plus he's trying to fix this mess right?"

"He is. Your husband's here Mrs. Weasley" Pansy said while walking back into the room. Hermione ran to Ron's arms and then he kept on holding Rosie's hand. Pansy came near Gregory and sighed brushing his hair from his face, her eyes reddened. "Polly he looks paler" the doctor nodded while reviewing Neville's sample "Shit you're not compatible. Shit shit shit"

Ron was taken aback by the sight of a huge needle being inserted on her wife's arm, connected to a tube and a blood bag, that was in turn, connected to his eldest child "What are you doing with my girls exactly Polly?"

The doctor didn't have time to explain "Nev, get all the teachers here. One is bound to have his blood type. Pansy" the transfiguration professor nodded, extending her arm. "It's all yours; luckily you won't need anyone else"

By the time her blood sample was also incompatible, Draco had returned with two flasks "It's not an antidote, but it should help the main symptoms. I hope"

"If it doesn't work Malfoy…" Draco glared at the Weasel. "Always a pleasure seeing you Weasley. That's my godson in that bed. You think I don't want this to work?!"

They tried the new potion on Gregory first, since Rosie was being transfused. A bit of color rose to his cheeks, but he didn't wake up. Draco's brooding expression said everything they needed to know "Where's Potter?"

"Library, assessing the area" he nodded and was about to walk away when Pansy stopped him. "Get your blood checked with Polly, he needs a transwhatever"

"I really need to get to Potter"

"Our godson needs a transfusion NOW Draco" Her tone was rough and rushed; her emotion palpable. He curtly nodded, rolling up his sleeve, his deathmark visible "Go right ahead Doctor" Polly's features resembled that of a cat when splashed with water at the sight of the mark. "Doctor?"

Neville's voice made her snap out of it "Yes, sure, please sit, this could hurt a bit" Draco was positive it'd hurt a lot, mainly because she was making it so. Neville headed to the library per Malfoy's request and found Harry putting away a few books and a flask, squatted on the floor as if it was talking to him.

"Harry, what is it?"

He looked up, startled by his friend "Uhm, we have a problem"


Draco's frustration was as obvious as his stubble. "This has just become official Ministry business" Harry was standing by him, glaring sideways at a very sick-looking Hermione who was sitting by them. The little office was far enough from the Hospital Wing to keep everyone else out of the loop but close enough for them to get back if something happened. "It was planted, maybe even sent to the kids on purpose by one of her followers... What I don't get is why it affected Rosie, that woman always aimed for pure bloods in her attacks".

Hermione was beyond frustrated. "She's my daughter, that's why. We need to make sure James or Albus or Scor didn't get things either. Everyone. We need to hold someone accountable for this. How did a major curse and jinx or both reached OUR kids?!" She closed her fists and hit her own leg with it "I'm gonna kill that fucking bitch. I'm gonna torture her and -" Draco's hand on her shoulder made Hermione stop. He squatted by her side "She's not the problem. Whomever broke in here and planted that for our children is"

"It may not have been for the kids. Maybe they found it and wanted to see what it was" Harry said with a sigh "I don't know about Gregory, but Rosie is prone to trouble" Harry hushed when he noticed children's footsteps coming towards the floor.

Draco stood up and kept his son from coming into the ward as well as the Potter and Scamander's kids "They're our friends, dad, please, we asked for permission and they let us come see them!" Draco clenched his teeth and looked at Harry and Hermione, they both nodded. Harry helped Hermione up and they all walked in together.

Draco was taken aback for a moment when he saw Ron sitting by Gregory's bed with the same needle Hermione had had a while ago. He furrowed his eyebrows confused at him "Turned out you weren't compatible either Malfoy, so I gave it a shot. The kid has rosy cheeks now"

Draco nodded at him "Thank you Weasley" Pansy was sitting at Gregory's bed and Draco placed his hand over her shoulder, she leaned her head on his chest and they stood like that, staring at their godson being transfused with Ron Weasley's blood.

Hermione smiled at her husband and then headed towards Rosie's bed. After a while, a children's wheepy voice reached her "I told her to send it to you, I knew it was trouble" Lysander's whisper was filled with fear towards his aunt Hermione. "You what?" Harry's voice came out a bit louder than usual.

"And then your son encouraged her to find what it was, and Gregory just took the bait and now look what you've done!" Lysander's hands were suddenly on James' face, but before the adults realized what was going on, Scorpius and Lorcan were separating them.

"Get your hands off me Malfoy!" James' voice had the same contemptuous tone Draco's used to have when referring to Harry back in the day; the parents couldn't help sharing a small smile. Lorcan's voice coming from behind his brother's stopped whatever retort Scorpius was thinking "Could you stop being such a dick Potter? Our friends are dying you stupid twat, knock it off"

"Enough, all of you!" Albus' little voice in between the brawl made them all hush. "Rosie and Goyle are in the Hospital Wing for something we all knew, so we're all to blame" He looked at his father and then to his own feet "We are all to blame dad – Mr. Potter"

Draco was now standing next to her once-nemesis and they shared a look. Harry nodded and Draco spoke "We need to know everything you know about what caused this. When, how, what it looked like, anything and everything. Any tiny little thing could give us a clue on how to save them kids. This isn't a game"

Harry continued Draco's speech "This is very serious and very real children. And you should've let us know yes, but we are responsible for this, not you" Neville and Pansy gathered around the children. "Though you're all bound for detention until you pass your NEWTs, minimum. I can guarantee you that" Pansy's tone with her arms crossed over her chest was rather scary.

Harry and Draco decided to take the kids along with Neville while Pansy and Hermione stayed with Rosie and Gregory. Ron had passed out (apparently he was very impressionable when it was his own blood going through a tube) so the women were practically alone, with Polly taking extra time to check on Hermione's husband.

She clenched her teeth slowly while caressing her daughter's face. When she looked up, she realized that Pansy was crying slowly next to Gregory. She really loved the kid… She always knew that Draco and her were an item back in school, but she couldn't help but wonder if Pansy was so attached to her godson for another ulterior motive. She shook her head, she hated being the judgmental type.

She reached for her purse and handed over a handkerchief to the former Slytherin. "Here. He'll be fine you know. Draco and Harry will figure out what's going on and they'll be in detention in no time" she gave the teacher a small smile. Pansy chuckled at the gesture but reached for the hankie anyway, blowing her nose rather loudly.

She stood quiet for a while, caressing Gregory's cheek and holding his little hand in hers. "He's the closest thing I'll ever have to a son you know Granger?" she paused "and seeing him like this… so soon, it's not even Christmas yet of their first year! And he's already here, getting muggle medicine. It's not fair. Not fair" her whisper was cut short by her tears.

Hermione stood up and came near her, finding herself hugging Pansy Parkinson. What was more shocking, Pansy was hugging her back. "I know, I know Draco will figure it out. He's brilliant, but I can't take seeing him like this. And I can't find Milly or Goyle anywhere. Their kid is dying and they're MIA. I can't fucking believe it"

Hermione nodded slowly while cleaning the tears from Pansy's face "Hey, he has you and Draco. And I'm sure they'll come as soon as they hear. You know, cel phone signals and owls get lost really easily. They'll be here, you'll see" she patted Pansy's back and went back to her daughter's bed.

"I hope you're right Granger" Pansy started giggling uncontrollably. "I can't wait to see Goyle's face when we tell him that his son has Weasley's blood on his system" Hermione smiled and giggled too, she was sure that Goyle was gonna make quite the scandal.