Chapter Six
Tell Me The Truth
I had been stunned, completely stunned. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that the bad boy of Hogwarts, defender of the dickheads would ever even give me the time of day let alone console me without needing to know why I needed to be consoled. Did he do this for every girl or was it just me?
Feeling much better after having someone to cry on my spirits felt lifted and i bounced merrily down the stairs. I don't know if its just hormonal mood swings but i suddenly felt like everything was brighter. I also felt ravishing hunger gnawing away at my insides. Lunch was long over so I had no option but to go to the kitchens for food. A dangerous place for a pregnant woman with morning sickness.
A light headed dizzy spell came over me as I entered the scent of food making me want to dry heave but at the same time i was that hungry that i chose to ignore it and sat down breathing heavily until i regained my composure. The ever helpful elves bought me a large cold glass of water and a full big breakfast, an item of food i could not help myself but indulge in. I thanked little Dobby for the plate of bacon and eggs, toast, tomatoes sausages and just for me an extra large bowl of mushrooms to the side. I gave him a grateful smile and invited him to join me while i ate. Unfortunately he was too busy helping with the preparation of dinner to accompany me.
"How is everything going Miss Granger?" the familiar voice of our one and only principal queried sitting himself down next to me while the house elves bought him all arrangements of sweets from candies to pastries. Instead he picked up a fork and started helping himself to my breakfast, giving a little chuckle as he saw my face when he went anywhere near the mushrooms.
"Swimmingly, I suppose headmaster," I replied trying not to get snappy at the head of school office for eating my meal instead of his own, "the nausea still hasn't passed and my ankles are starting to hurt like anything." Again he chuckled and his eyes twinkled knowingly.
"Please Hermione, you are an adult now, call me Albus. Yes that is to be expected but these things pass in time. Have you had any thoughts as to what you are going to do?" This question had hit me hard as I had just been wallowing in my own self pity about this very subject.
"No Albus,"i replied finding it unusual to be calling my superior by his first name," I have no idea, I don't even know how to tell my friends." I confided in him. Like a father he put his arms around me giving me a warm and comforting hug. I sighed into his purple robes covered in silver stars and i felt peaceful. Like an infant who's mother is singing it to sleep.
"You are a smart young woman Hermione, you will figure out what it is you have to do. Do not let fear rule your heart because it will only lead you to be afraid of life." With that he let me go, picked up his sweets and exited the kitchen. He was a funny old man but his words had a ring of truth to them. I was lucky that i had someone as caring as and understanding as Albus Dumbledore to watch over me and protect us all from harm.
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Albus Dumbledore was concerned for the mental well being of one of his top and, though he disliked having favorites, favorite student in Hogwarts. He hoped that he was doing the right thing by helping her conceal this secret from her other classmates but figured that it was important for her to be ale to come to terms with the situation before having to tell the rest of the human population. He had felt her sorrow in her heart but could still feel the presence of her fiery spirit and hoped beyond all hope that it would win out in the end. For now he needed to attend to his pensieve and think about the events that were occurring.
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Why had she not told me then and there why she had been crying? Why did I not tell her that i knew? Why was I not using the information that i had to spread nasty rumors about the Gryffindor every Slytherin despised. I hated myself for sitting in silence beside her and not saying anything. I could have gotten anything i wanted out of her then and there in her emotionally unstable state of mind. So why could i not take advantage of this filthy rotten mud blood. I don't even want to think that Slytherin Prince had gone soft and mushy over a Gryffindor. Normally when i saw a girl crying, depending on the girl, I would rush in the opposite direction or try and taunt her to make her even more upset. I was evil and callus but when I heard her crying in her room I could not help but feel sorry for her. I already knew what was wrong with her and I would not lower myself to a standard where making fun of a pregnant woman was acceptable.
All of this thinking had bought a pang of hunger to my stomach so I made my way to the kitchens to diminish my own hunger. As I was walking down the hallway in the direction i was heading when I saw the headmaster coming out of the kitchens I was heading towards. He had a slight twinkle in his eyes and nodded in my direction as he walked past. I tickled the pear and opened the handle to see a pile of bushy brown hair sitting and devouring with relish what smelled like a barbecue breakfast. The little insignificant house elves ran around getting plates and knives and forks whipping, baking and deep frying in preparation for dinner whilst also delivering a delicious rump steak covered in garlic mushrooms in front of me. The smell of my food got the attention of the Gryffindor and with a look of a wild animal she stared longingly at my meal ignoring the fact she had almost devoured all of what was on the huge plate in front of her.
"Hungry?" I laughed pushing my plate over to her where she, dismissing her own plate of food hastily began on mine. The slaves seeing my act of generosity bought me an exact replica of the meal i had just handed over along with a very large bowl of even more mushrooms.
"Thanks," she mumbled her mouth full of food. I was unaware if she was talking to the food delivery elves or to myself, but being proud and egotistical presumed the latter.
"You're more than welcome," i muttered in reply sucking to keep the sweet juicy flavors in my mouth and not have them wasted, dribbling down my chin. I saw her give me a funny look and then roll her eyes before muttering something that sounded like egotistical prat under her breath. "You know you could try eating with a little more grace," I chuckled partially to her, mostly to myself.
After finishing off the meal intended for me Hermione sat back and rubbed her stomach, obviously appreciating a good feed. I had to admire her ability to let such a small thing bring her, what appeared to me to be, an immense pleasure. When I looked at her stomach it seemed to be as flat as always which was confusing seeing as by now she should be roughly three or four months along by now. I decided quickly that this was probably not the best place to discuss the matter.
"Can I accompany you back to your room Miss Granger?" I asked with all my snobbish pomposity. She was obviously skeptical of my politeness and I realised that she had been somewhat spooked by my kindness when she needed a friend. I could imagine she would consider me to be the last person she should trust. Being somewhat naive i hoped that she would trust me anyway. The few minutes she took to make up her mind felt like ten or fifteen but thankfully she nodded her head and we made our way back to our common room.
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I hoped my skeptical nature was not being displayed via my facial features. Malfoy and I sat opposite each other not saying a word. We had been like this for a good half an hour. It seemed both of us was having difficulty saying the first words that needed to be spoken to break the uneasy silence that lingered between us. I sighed and picked up a book. I was beginning to get bored with studying the walls that surrounded us. I rocked back and forth in my high backed wicker chair trying but not exactly succeeding at concentrating on the book on my hands. I snuck a look at Malfoy to find him studying his hands like they had up and grown themselves in a matter of minutes. It was painfully obvious that he had something he wanted to say but was lacking either the courage to say it or he could not find the right words to say to break the heavy silence.
"Is there something you wanted to say to me?" I asked him raising my eyes over the top of my book. When I had said these words he looked at me with, to my surprise, surprise. He coughed into his hand, obviously it was the words he was having troubles with and not the tenacity to say something.
"I know," he said in a quiet and slightly gruff voice that sent shivers through my skin.
"Know what?" I asked feigning innocence. Hopefully the cat was not out of the bag and I figured if i ignored the situation it would go away of its own accord. This time it was his turn to raise his eye brows unnerving me even further.
"You don't need to lie to me Hermione, I know about the baby, I found the positive test months ago." My eyes shot up to meet his immediately and stayed there. I had locked eyes with the enemy and i was hoping that they were not telling him the truth about my situation. I feared that a great fear of mine had come to pass. I felt like Ron would trapped in a room filled up to his shoulders in spiders. My skin felt prickled with goose flesh. The hairs on my body felt as though they were standing on end and my head felt as light as air.
"You mean me?" I pointed at myself and laughed as though the notion was ridiculous but it sounded as hollow as I felt, "I'm not pregnant." Deny, deny, deny. Hopefully if i shut my eyes breathe slowly and count to ten he will just vanish. Unfortunately that wasn't going to be working any time soon.
Malfoy got up and walked over to the chair I was sitting in and crouched down in front of it. My stomach was doing flips or perhaps it was the baby moving around inside of me. Either way i was feeling unsettled by the whole situation. He took the book from my lap and set it on a table nearby. After doing this he returned his gaze to me. I was finding it hard to return his gesture and as i looked down ashamed into my lap he took my hands in his.
"You don't have to worry Hermione, you can trust me, I promise I won't tell a soul, please all you have to do is just tell me the truth."
A/N:
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