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Soul Mates
Chapter 6: Vomiting, Dizziness & Fatigue
Hermione woke up to the annoying sound of her irritating alarm clock. She slammed on the snooze button and waved her hand over the side of the bed to locate Malfoy who is supposedly sleeping on a mattress with silk green sheets on the floor. When she couldn't find him to smack his face, she called out.
"Malfoy, wake up. It's your turn to use the bathroom first today." Silence. "Malfoy?!?"
"Whasimatter?" was Draco's sleepy reply.
'Weird. Why's Malfoy's voice coming from behind me instead of below me?' Hermione pondered sleepily with her eyes closed. She tried to sit up, but something was holding her down around her waist and her legs were tangled with something warm.
She opened her eyes to the blinding sunlight coming from the window and slowly turned. Face to face with her but still with his eyes closed was Draco Malfoy himself. Definitely not a sight she wanted to see first thing in the morning.
Her eyes widened to their extent. She pushed at him at an attempt to get him out of her bed but ended up with her back hitting the floor hard and her legs still entangled with his. Draco didn't seem to have realized the problem, so he kept on sleeping.
'Calm down Hermione. There must be a logical explanation to why you both ended up in the same bed with his arm on your waist and legs entangled. Both of you are still fully clothed so there's no way anything would've happened right? But I don't remember anything! So technically, something could have happened, then we put our pajamas on and then went back to sleep..? Okay. If he doesn't say anything, then just pretend nothing happened.' Hermione talked to herself all the way to the bathroom and tried to reassure herself as best as she could that nothing happened.
3 weeks later
In three weeks, the sunny but breezy weather was replaced by cold, harsh winds as winter arrived. A thin layer of snow laid on Hogwarts' school grounds and the lake was slowing going back to its frozen state.
Draco hadn't mentioned or said anything to Hermione about what had happened that night three weeks ago. Hermione had no intention on reminding him, so that topic lay untouched and stayed in the far back of Hermione's knowledge filled, mind slowing collecting dust.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Open the bloody door, Draco!" Hermione pounded furiously on the door to their bathroom urgently.
The tap was switched off and the sound of a person getting out of the showers hurriedly was heard. The lock of the door clicked and swung open to reveal a dripping wet Draco Malfoy clad loosely in an emerald bathrobe.
At that, Hermione shoved Draco aside and hurled herself at the toilet and started vomiting.
"I'm not that disgusting to look at that you have to puke everywhere am I?" his shocked look replaced by disgust from the sounds of her retching.
"It's not you. I'm just not feeling very well today." Hermione stood up and rinsed her mouth with the tap in the sink.
"Are you okay? You do look a bit pale." He examined her face closely in the mirror.
"I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy and light headed. Come to think of it, I'm really tired too."
"Vomiting, dizziness and fatigue." Draco listed off Hermione's symptoms as he ticked it off his fingers.
"Yeah, that's about it. Now get out, I need to use the bathroom."
Draco walked slowly out of the bathroom and sat on the bed, deep in thought.
'Well, vomiting is usually a big sign. We were quite infatuated with each other after we took that stupid potion, I think. And I did wake up in her bed the next morning even though she wasn't in the bed anymore. Bloody hell! You don't think… Oh Merlin. I'm dead. Potter and Weasley will kill me and its all because of that idiotic Amor Dia potion we had to make that won't help us at all when we get out into the wizarding world!'
"Hermione! Um.. have you had your er.. period this uh.. month?" Draco asked completely red in the face as she walked out of the bathroom.
"Why would you want to know.?" She asked suspiciously.
"Just answer the question dammit!" he snapped, clearly distressed.
"Not that it's any of your business, but no."
"No?!" Draco panicked.
"Well, my period is irregular so it doesn't always come at the same time. And having this conversation with you is truly weird so let's just drop it." Hermione moved to arrange her books into her book bag for the day.
"No, you don't get it! Vomiting, fatigue and dizziness are all signs of pregnancy and you not having your period just confirms it!" Draco said, slightly agitated.
Hermione dropped her book bag with a thump and covered her mouth with her hand.
"You're lying! I can't be! I'm too young! I haven't even graduated yet. I don't remember anything happening!"
"The fact that you're young and haven't yet graduated doesn't eliminate you from getting pregnant. And for your information, I don't remember anything either but that must be one of the effects of the potion." he answered, undoubtedly the levelheaded one in this situation. "You know what, let's just go to the hospital wing to get this checked."
"We can just do a simple spell to check. Just because you don't know it doesn't me I don't." sniffed Hermione.
"I know how to perform the spell; I just don't trust myself to perform it. With the state we're in, we might end up with an untrue result." Wearily, he got up from the bed and guided Hermione to the door by her elbow.
"Madame Pomfrey, could you do a pregnancy test spell on me?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"You two haven't be doing anything you're not supposed to, have you?" the older woman asked with narrowed eyes.
"Oh no, ha ha, ofcourse not. Why would we, right Hermione? We just want to know how to perform the spell, that's all and Hermione's feeling a bit sick so we decided to come to ask you instead of looking it up in the library." Draco replied smoothly yet nervously.
"Then, let's take a look at you, Hermione dear. Where are you feeling sick?" The woman asked kindly as she seated Hermione on one of the beds in the ward.
"Vomiting, fatigue and dizziness." Hermione recited perfectly.
"I see," the nurse immediately understood why these two came to her. "And your period?"
"It's not here. But mine has always been irregular."
"Mister Malfoy, if you'll just step out as I draw the curtains I'll perform the spell." Madame Pomfrey drew the curtains around the bed and ushered Draco out.
After a few minutes which seemed like hours to Hermione and Draco, Madame Pomfrey called them together to announce the results.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger is..."
"Is what?" Draco and Hermione both asked simultaneously as they waited apprehensively for the answer from the smiling nurse.
A/N: I'm not really sure bout the time it gets till you get the signs of pregnancy. I did do a little researching, but just on a few symptoms. So I'll apologize in advance if I got anything wrong or everything wrong so please don't flame. And I know its not a very long chapter so I'm sorry bout that too.
A/N: i also lost the email addressesfor ppl who want email alerts So I won't be able to sent email alerts anymore.
Submitted on January 4, 2005