I didn't realise the site has uploaded the wrong chapter...
Before reading, I would like all readers to help me out a bit (even though you might not like this story).
I cannot decide which story I should work on, so please take a few minutes to vote. It really helps a lot.
A. An AU romance Lumione story. First three chapter drafted, the whole story is still in development (which means I don't even know if I can make the ending as great as imagined.) But it can be published at any time. It has a slow story flow, so some of you might not be interested.
B. A little bit AU, romance/adventure story around Harry, Hermione, Draco and many others. I am still drafting the first chapter, the development of the story is completed though (I have the ending and all scenes drafted thoroughly). But I still need time to finish the first chapter. The story is quite gripping.
HG's POV
The last thing she could remember was the explosion upon touching the necklace, her head was spinning and swirling in the darkness. Murmurs rang around her and no matter how hard she tried, her body was too heavy, every time when she wanted to lift her torso, it almost felt like her body was nailed on the floor, unable to get up.
Hours passed and finally she gained enough strength to wake her numb body. Just as she wanted to move, she heard someone speaking,
"What! How come I never know that?"
It was Draco's voice, it was filled with anger and frustration.
"It seems that Mrs. Malfoy is too preoccupied by her work and neglect her condition."
The conversation faded and Hermione regained her strengthm, slowly she opened her eyes. She was lying on a white bed, staring at the blank ceiling. She managed to sit up and examined the environment. She was in a ward of St. Mungo's, mostly likely on the fourth floor.
With much effort, finally she stood up and staggered to the door. The door was opened ajar and she could see Draco's back through the gap.
"Do you know how much I have been expecting this to happen?" yelled Draco, shaking the Healer violently.
Hermione was shocked to see him so furious, then she thought of his words, what was he expecting?
"Why didn't you try to save him! He was my child!"
"Mr. Malfoy, please calm down!" said the Healer. "Your baby was already stillborn the moment when Mrs. Malfoy was apparated to our ward. We have no choice, if we do not take the baby out in time, the mother would also be in mortal peril."
Hermione simply could not believe what she had just heard. She had a baby! Why could she not sense out her body was slightly different from normal? Then, reality hit her, she was worn out by the case and she did not even have time to stop and think if she had a possibility of pregnancy. If she had only been more careful...
Her loud thud on the floor alerted everyone. Draco rushed in and immediately propped Hermione back to her bed.
"Hermione..." began Draco as he placed her on the bed but Hermione said,
"I'm sorry."
Draco sat down and embraced her.
"It's my fault, I am the one to be blamed."
Morgan and Turner came in and Turner knelt down, then said,
"I apologize. If it had not been me tripping Cassy and injured her ankle, this would not have happened."
Tali rushed in and said,
"Are you feeling alright, Hermione?"
"I'm fine," replied Hermione.
Tali bit her lips, then continued,
"I have some bad news."
Everyone stared at her intently, hoping to catch every single word.
"I have received news that Adrian Phelp has gone to Ailama and Tania is missing."
Hermione sat up at instant and said,
"What?"
"That's what has happened this morning.," replied Tali. " Yesterday night we apparated back to our castle. Then in the morning, Tania is gone and we cannot find her anywhere. Then we are informed that Phelps is taking a few days off and he will be travelling to Ailama."
"Where is this Ailama?" asked Morgan.
"It's a mountain at the border of Georgia and Russia," answered Tali. "It is rumoured that our predeceased King has a secret chamber hidden in Ailama but he denied and claimed that he had never been to Ailama, not to mention building a chamber there."
Hermione struggled to stand up, but Draco pushed her back on the bed and said,
"Where are you going?"
"We have to go now," said Hermione.
"You stay here," ordered Draco. "You need more rest."
"But-"
"No buts!"
Draco nailed her on bed with his arm and Turner began,
"Draco's right. You need rest and fully healed before going anywhere."
Hermione let out a sigh and rested her body completely.
"So where should we start first?" asked Morgan. "We still don't know where Tania has gone."
"Did the media report her missing?" asked Draco.
"No," replied Tali. "We cover this up, but we cannot cover this forever."
"I have an idea," suggested Turner. "Me and Cassy will find Tania and you two follow Phelps to Ailama. After all, Draco is the final person-in-charge and Tali is the our client."
"It's time to put an end to this."
All agreed and without hesitation, they apparated, leaving Hermione alone in the ward.
Lying on bed, she kept on thinking about Draco, though she knew Draco was skilled in dueling and his sharp wits could help him escape from any dangerous situation., but deep in her heart buried a drift of fear, the fear of losing him.
Knocks rang on the door and Ginny came in with a bouquet of roses. Closing the door, she said,
"Hi."
Hermione smiled and Ginny placed the bouquet on the cuphoard, then sat down beside her.
'Feeling fine?" asked Ginny.
"Just a little tired, but over all, I feel just right."
"Take more rest, sequela of miscarriage can be very serious."
Hermione nodded.
"Where did Mal-Draco go?" asked Ginny.
"On a mission," replied Hermione.
"Mission! When you are in St. Mungo's and need care!"
"It's important."
"Not as important as you, even when he must go, at least he should leave his assistants with you."
"I can take care of myself," said Hermione. "Speaking of mission, where's Harry?"
Ginny showed a big grin.
"He's taking care of James back at Grimmauld," she said. "A day off for me."
"Harry is such a great father."
"Draco too. I can see a father in him."
Hermione sighed and murmured,
"If only..."
Ginny was alarmed, immediately she said,
"You don't have to blame yourself, it was an accident, nobody wanted that to happen."
A knock rang at the door and a stranger came in. He was neither a Healer nor a staff of St. Mungo's. The man said,
"A letter for Mrs. Malfoy."
Hermione was puzzled. Who would send her a letter out of sudden, and usually mails were delivered by owls, not postmen like in the Muggle world. Still, she received the letter and the man quickly bounced out of the room, as if he was in a hurry.
"Strange," commented Ginny. "I thought letters are delivered by owls."
"Perhaps someone gave him the letter and he did not have time to get an owl."
She tore off the red seal and took out the letter. It was written in strange handwriting which she was not able to recognise.
Your husband is so eager to get me, however I am at the entrance of St. Mungo's.
Hermione was shocked. How could someone know this? It only happened a few minutes ago, just before Ginny's arrival.
"What's wrong?" asked Ginny, sensing her astonishment.
Hermione did not answer, she did not want to alert anyone. So she cleared her throat and said,
"Nothing. Just a letter from the Ministry, not a big deal."
Ginny frowned, not quite convinced by her words. Hermione licked her lips and got up, said,
"I'm going to the lavatory."
With Ginny's prop, she got up and headed to the washroom. She desperately needed a plan to flee from Ginny's watch. But how?
Just as they reached the washroom, Ginny said,
"I will wait for you here."
Hermione nodded, the moment when Ginny turned around, she drew her wand and whispered,
"Stupefy!"
Ginny immediately fell on the floor, knocked out. Hermione bent down and mumbled,
"Obliviate."
She pulled Ginny to a corner and said,
"I'm sorry, Ginny."
She changed her dress and just when she wanted to apparate to the entrance of St. Mungo's, a dark shadow covered her and a blow hit her head so hard that she fell into an endless pit of darkness...
Looks like I work more efficiently than I imagine.
Why do I have the feeling that nobody votes? Hopefully I am wrong.
