Name: The girl next door
Whom I happen to hate…
Rating: M
Summary: Draco Malfoy and his family have to be part of the Death Eater rehabilitation program. To do that, they must give up all their money; give up magic for a year, and move into a muggle neighborhood, guess who his next-door neighbor is? A funny story!
Author: Chaos
Warning: Does not follow all of the books plot.
A/N: Why waste my breath lying to you…when I know you are perfectly capable of handling the truth?
DMGH
Chapter 15: November Blues
By the time the middle of November rolled around, the heads were going crazy trying to prepare things for the seventh-year banquet. Even though they still had over a month to do it, they were seriously running out of ways to prepare things.
They had chosen green, gold, and crimson for their theme colors, seeing as that was what reminded them most of Christmas. The girls spent their days planning and meeting up in Dumbledore's office, which he had graciously let them use, with the condition that he'd be in there as well, to report back ideas and discuss them.
The boys spend their free time hanging things up in walls and carrying things delivered to Hogwarts towards the Great Hall and then putting charms on them so no one would see them until the banquet. They spent time going out through secret passage ways to get things in Hogsmead the girls had asked for.
Though they were all busy and full of things to do, none of them complained much. It seemed they all enjoyed doing this. It kept them a bit sane in between classes and studying for exams and all the other things they normally had to go through on a daily basis.
Draco and Hermione were on good terms, at least they seemed to be. Professor Dumbledore had given them permission to go to Hogsmead and see different baby things they might like to get for their unborn child. They even discussed a few baby name options but nothing permanent yet.
Hermione and Draco had sent an owl to their parents telling them the news. The Grangers wrote back that though they thought it a bit alarming that this happened so suddenly and that they were both too young to be parents already. They were, however, very happy for the two and would be very supportive of them in whatever decision they decided to make.
Which, Hermione guessed, was taking the news rather well. The Malfoy's though were a different story. They had written back hastily that they wished to visit the school, which Dumbledore secretly arranged.
Once the Malfoy's had arrived Hermione and Draco were called into Dumbledore's office. They both sat down on armchairs to listen to what the Malfoy's had to say.
"I'm so happy for you," Narcissa said hugging her son and his girlfriend.
"I'm not," Lucius ranted. "This is absolutely unacceptable." he continued to ramble. Narcissa rolled her eyes. Draco glared. Lucius looked at Hermione.
"Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you being a muggle," he explained. Hermione felt herself let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding. "I'm long since past that," he said.
"I just think your both way to young," he said.
"Father, we know, but it's happened and were going to go through with it to the end. There is nothing you can say that will make me change my mind," he said. Lucius sighed.
"Nothing at all?" he said. Both of them shook their head. Lucius sighed again. "Then I guess the only thing left to do is congratulate you." he said. Narcissa screeched in happiness and hugged them all over again. Dumbledore chuckled in the corner as he pet Fawkes.
The other teachers had already been informed of Hermione's 'condition' and both she and Draco had attended meetings with Madam Pomfrey to see how everything was moving along.
Harry, Ron, and just about everyone except Ginny and Blaise continued oblivious to this. Snape wasn't as hard to Hermione as before, but Hermione and Draco both knew the only reason was that the baby was also his godson's, and therefore he felt responsible for the safety of it as well.
However with the stress that had began to build up inside Hermione, she felt herself getting more tired by the day. She was hardly three months pregnant and she was already ready to collapse.
Ginny, Draco, and now even Blaise helped her out, when they could. But the pregnancy was taking its toll on Hermione. She was becoming much paler and gaining dark circles under her eyes. Her hair seemed much oilier and flattened out. Even Ron and Harry had noticed. Hermione of course lied to them telling them she had gotten a cold.
It was precisely on the twentieth of November when Draco Malfoy was called out transfiguration class and told to rush to the Hospital Wing. Of course every wondered why, but Draco had a nasty feeling he knew. After Blaise told him, he'd take his stuff back to the Slytherin common room, Draco rushed out of class and down to the Hospital wing.
When he got there, Snape and Madam Pomfrey were around a bed. Draco walked up to them, to see Hermione rolling around in her sleep. She wouldn't stay still then suddenly she sat up awake. She stared at all of them before screaming with pain in her abdomen. Snape rushed Draco back as Madam Pomfrey closed the curtains and began to work on Hermione.
About half and hour later, Madam Pomfrey pulled back the curtains. Draco stared at her and she smiled slightly. Snape looked up as well.
"She's going to be alright dear, and the baby is fine," Madam Pomfrey said. Both Draco and Snape sighed. Though Snape did it silently. "However, she must take more precautions, she went into beginning of abortion." she explained. "Poor dear, is probably really stressed out. She has to clear her head." she said.
Madam Pomfrey walked up to Draco. "You may see her, but only for a few moments, she needs to get some rest." she said. Draco nodded and walked up to Hermione.
"You're here," Hermione said strangely happy. Draco smiled.
"Where else would I be?" he asked kissing the tip of her forehead and sitting down next to her.
"I was so scared," she said. Draco smiled slightly at her.
"Me too, but it's all alright now. Madam Pomfrey says all you have to do is rest and clear your head of stress and you and the baby will be fine," Draco answered. Hermione smiled and closed her eyes for only a moment before opening them again fast.
"You should go to sleep now," Draco said. "Rest," he told her.
"I'm afraid, Draco." Hermione pleaded.
"Of what?" he asked her.
"I'm afraid to dream," she said. Draco looked pleadingly at Snape who hurried off. He came back talking with Pomfrey a glass vial in his hand.
"Madam Pomfrey has agreed that the dreamless potion won't harm her or the baby, in fact it might just help," he said handing to Draco. He nodded.
"Thanks," he said helping Hermione drink some of it. Hermione made a face but swallowed the potion non the less. Before Draco could say sleep tight she had already dozed off into a peaceful rest.
Draco sat next to her, he wouldn't leave her side. Not until she was better, well he might when Ron and Harry came to visit her. Just so that she can have a chance to tell them they were together herself. Then he would sit next to her again and wait until she got better.
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Whenever Harry or Ron were near Madam Pomfrey helped Draco sneak into her office and wait there until he could come out again. Draco spent his days in the hospital wing except, of course, when Madam Pomfrey rushed him out to take a shower and change clothes. Even Dumbledore had asked one of the house elves to bring food up to him during meal times.
Since Hermione had taken the dreamless potion she had yet to wake up. Draco had wondered why, maybe the potion had, had some second affects on her. However, Madam Pomfrey said it was perfectly normal. It was probably the first time she had been able to sleep restfully since she found out she was pregnant. All the hours of rest her body needed finally build up and she was now using them.
Harry and Ron were kept in the dark about why Hermione was truly in the Hospital Wing. According to the lie Madam Pomfrey told them, it was all stress from exams. Though Harry and Ron suspected something else, Hermione never broke down about something like this, but they knew better than to question Madam Pomfrey's analysis.
Three days after Hermione had fallen asleep, she finally opened her eyes once more. She blinked a few times trying to get her eyes adjusted to the light coming in from the windows perched high in the walls. She slowly turned her head right and saw Draco staring at her silently. A look of pure relief filled his eyes and he finally let a deep drawl of breath fill his lungs.
Hermione grunted slightly as Draco helped her sit on her bed.
"How long have I been out?" she asked. Draco smiled slightly, glad she was alright.
"Three days," he said. Hermione closed her eyes for just a moment and sighed.
"Well at least I'm up already." she smiled. "Have you been here all this time?" She asked. Draco nodded.
"Except when I threw him out to take a shower," Madam Pomfrey said sternly starting to check Hermione's pulse. "Couldn't very well have you stinking up the Hospital Wing, now could I?" she teased lightly. Hermione and Draco smiled slightly.
"Alright Miss Granger, you seem to be just about fine. I'm assuming this was all stress," Madam Pomfrey said. "I want to keep you until this afternoon at least to check how you're getting along, but I think you'll be good and ready to leave by dinner time," she explained. The young couple nodded.
"Now Mr. Malfoy, I'm going to have to ask you to leave for a moment." Madam Pomfrey said. Draco looked confused.
"Why?" he asked. Madam Pomfrey sighed.
"Because I have to check her, and she needs to take off these robes," she explained sternly "Now if you please," she said pointing the way out.
"Fine," Draco grumbled. "Though I don't see the problem. There isn't anything there I haven't seen before. In fact she is going to have my child," he said loudly as he walked out of the Hospital Wing.
Both Hermione and Madam Pomfrey giggled silently. Men! Thought Madam Pomfrey smiling down at Hermione.