Special Delivery
I would like to apologise to Miss Granger and Mister Malfoy for failing miserably to buy the rights to Harry Potter. Sadly one American dollar or two Euros are not enough to purchase something I dearly wish to own but do not (;_;) I do not own Jet Lag either (I don't think people would pay one cent to hear me sing :p )...I am just borrowing it for this little tale Hermione and Lucius are making me spin...but do you not just love that song? Simple Plan was my first favourite band, and one cannot forget Natasha B...
'A name...' Hermione thought. "Seeley Nathaniel," Hermione said after a few minutes of thinking.
"Seeley?" Draco asked, wrinkling his nose at the name.
"It means 'blessed' in old English," Hermione said.
"'Blessed Gift of God'," Lucius smiled.
"I just don't know if he should be Granger or Potter," Hermione said thoughtfully. Lucius pointed his wand at baby Seeley, and a parchment with the words Birth Certificate appeared mid-air over the baby right in front of Hermione. She quickly snatched the parchment out of the air.
Birth Certificate
of
Seeley Nathaniel Bellamont-Potter
son of
Harry James Potter
HeArT*hEaRt*HeArT Bundles of Joy and Other Things hEaRt*HeArT*hEaRt
"Ho-" Hermione started.
"Magic just knows," Lucius interrupted, and let the parchment disappear with a small Snap. It was then that Hermione noticed Lucius gently rocking the baby, Seeley, in his arms, and was relieved he did not see the document from where he was sitting. Lucius rose from his chair and placed Seeley in Hermione's arms.
Hermione finally studied Seeley's features, from his wavy dark blond hair, his lips were his fathers, his nose must be his mother's. Seeley opened his eyes.
"Hello there Seeley...you have your Grandmama Lily's eyes," Hermione reverently whispered. Seeley smiled. "He is smiling!" Hermione smiled to everyone in the room, they smiled back and cooed at the baby. Narcissa gently took Seeley from Hermione and handed her a cup.
"Drink this. You still look too pale," Narcissa said with a note of concern in her voice. Hermione found herself drifting off to sleep, while watching Narcissa Black soothe Seeley.
"That was more than pumpkin juice wasn't it?" Hermione asked while everything around her went blurry, then black.
"She will sleep for a few hours," Doctor Bennett explained and sighed. "We have to contact Mister Potter. He is the only person on her emergency contact information, and in this situation he needs to be here."
(So jet lagged)
What time is it where you are?
(I miss you more than anything)
I'm back at home, you feel so far
(Waiting for the phone to ring)
Draco rummaged through Hermione's purple bag, and found the black object emitting the offending sounds. It had a picture of Potter and read Video Call from Harry with Accept in a green rectangle and Decline in a red rectangle.
You say good morning when it's midnight
Going out of my head, alone in this bed
I wake up to your sunset
And it's driving me mad, I miss you so bad
And my heart heart, heart is go jet lagged
He remembered Hermione brushing her fingers across the screen, talking and yelling at it, and hearing Potter talk back...though they were not doing much talking...yelling was more like what those two were doing. Well, Hermione was mostly yelling...
What time is it where you are?
(Five more days and I'll be home)
I keep your picture in my car
(I hate the thought of you alone)
Maybe it would be better to leave the thin black object where he found it. Potter is an arse, after all, he doesn't deserve the listening ear of a Malfoy.
You say good morning when it's midnight
Going out of my head, alone in this bed
I wake up to your sunset
And it's driving me mad, I miss you so bad
And my heart heart, heart is so jet lagged
Then again...when did Draco Malfoy ever pass up an opportunity to taunt Potter?
"Hello Potter," Draco drawled as Harry's face glared on the screen.
"Malfoy," Harry did not look pleased. "Where's 'Mione? What are you doing with her mobile?" He sneered at the blond.
"Don't worry Potter. We are taking better care of her than you ever did!" Draco hissed.
"Where is Hermione, Malfoy?" Harry raised his voice, becoming concerned now. Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry.
"She's been given a sleeping draught. Not that it's any of your concern," he drawled and refused to give him more information to get on his enemy's nerves.
"It is my concern, now tell me what you have done to her!" Harry yelled.
Draco sighed, "Because of your neglection of her after the battle, we had to take care of her well being."
"What are you inferring Malfoy?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.
"Hermione will be released from the hospital any day now. I will let her know to contact you when she wakes up," Draco tapped the End Call in the red rectangle, and Harry's face disappeared. Now the black object showed a picture of Hermione with her parents, smiling for the camera. 'I want one of these, what did Potter call it? Ah, a 'mobile'. I want one for myself,' Draco rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Was that really necessary?" Lucius glared at his son.
"You already know everything is binded by magic. Only her emergency contact can sign her out after she was admitted here," Draco shrugged.
LoVe*lOvE*LoVe Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains lOvE*LoVe*lOvE (I have that song in my head..)
"Hospital!" Harry yelled at the blank screen on his mobile. After minutes of muttering "Damn ferret!" to himself over and over again. Harry decided it was in Hermione's best interest for him to check up on her. She did look like hell before she left saying she needed to 'get away for a while' and refused to see a Healer.
After more minutes of muttering and pacing, Harry arranged with Kingsley to take the next portkey to America, praying to any Deity in the sky or on earth who would listen, that Hermione was more than just okay.
lOvE*LoVe*lOvE There Now...Was The Nightmare So Bad? LoVe*lOvE*LoVe
Hermione opened her eyes to the blue room with storks still flying around on the walls. "Whoever said dreams can't come true?" Hermione asked herself out loud.
"Wishing for your dreams to come true Granger?" Draco chuckled. Hermione blushed. She wasn't the only one in the room like she originally thought upon awaking.
"I don't have to wish, the nightmare already came true," Hermione said ruefully. "Some parts were good though," Hermione smiled.
"Really, and what parts were good?" Lucius smirked. Hermione blushed and closed her eyes, pretending to drift off back to sleep. "If you are through feigning sleep, Hermione," Lucius said after minutes of silence. "I think Seeley would appreciate his mother feeding him this time," he smiled.
Hermione blushed again, "How long have I been sleeping?" Lucius carefully placed the baby in her arms and showed her how to hold Seeley and the bottle, the way he just finished learning from a nurse.
"Just a day. How do you feel?" Lucius asked as Doctor Bennett entered.
"Just a day!" Hermione exclaimed. "When can I leave?" She asked the doctor.
"I may release you in the morning, but you will be on bed rest for the next four days and you will need to take it easy. No more battles," Doctor Bennett lightly joked.
"And everything is alright with Seeley?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. He just needed a few immune shots, but he is perfectly healthy! You will want to schedule monthly check-ups with a paediatrician," the doctor smiled and handed the witch another sleeping draught, to the witch's displeasure.
HeArT*hEaRt*HeArT Run Forest! Run! hEaRt*HeArT*hEaRt (Has anyone watched that movie lately? I love the part where he moons the President LoL! Gotta love Forest Gump (^_^) )
After speaking with Kingsley, Harry had an M.E.P., Ministry Emergency Portkey, ready for him just hours after having Draco disconnect their call, and was running down the halls of St. Catherine's.
"Hermione Granger. I'm looking for Hermione Jean Granger. I don't know when she was admitted," he tried not to yell at the front desk receptionist.
"What is your name and relationship with the patient?" The receptionist asked lazily.
"Harry Potter. Brother," Harry said through gritted teeth at the dispassionate woman.
That got the the receptionist's attention, "Harry Potter? Let me page Doctor Bennett."
"Just give me her room number," Harry tried not to yell.
"Maternity Ward. Seventh floor room 710." Harry ran.
"What do you want Potter?" Draco sneered at Harry as he burst through the Maternity ward entrance doors.
"Hermione," he wheezed. Draco handed Harry water. "Thanks," Harry wheezed out.
"What do you care about her?" Draco lazily asked as he narrowed his eyes at the raven-haired wizard.
"You said she was in the hospital! Of course I care!" Harry grabbed the front of Draco's robes in his fists. "Where is Hermione?! Tell me if she's okay! Tell me she's not hurt! Tell me Malfoy!" Harry yelled in Draco's face, hot tears spilling out of the corner of his eyes.
"Calm down Potter!" Draco brushed Harry's fists off his robes and led him into Hermione and Seeley's assigned room.
"Breathe Potter. Granger's going to be fine. According to her, she didn't need a Healer...said there were people who needed it more than her," Draco explained while trying not to sneer him. He was clearly worried about Hermione after all, but it still irked him he hadn't asked after his son.
"What's that mean?" Harry asked.
"Mister Potter please excuse my son," Narcissa spoke up. "When Hermione showed up to deliver the news of V-v...the Dark Lord, Lucius figured something was wrong. Her colour was off, and she is clearly malnourished, so we contacted a doctor, Doctor Bennett, to check up on her and your son. She had extensive injuries, from broken ribs, internal bleeding, a concussion..." Narcissa paused, "Doctor Bennett said it was a miracle she survived her injuries this long."
"You are a jerk Potter!" Draco suddenly spit out. "What you did to Hermione and Seeley proves it!" Harry looked away, his face ridden with guilt.
"I know. She deserves an explanation and an apology, but I can't take him. He deserves someone better than me," Harry said softly to the window. "So is Seeley..."
"Yes," Narcissa said giving her son a disapproving look. "Seeley Nathaniel. She said it means 'Blessed Gift of God'." Harry fully turned away to face the window overlooking the hospital courtyard.
"'Mione and the baby are fine?" Harry asked quietly.
"The doctor confined her to four days of bed rest," Lucius said carefully, "and Seeley just needed a few shots. They suspect he was not born in a hospital, and did not have a doctor to check up on him once he was born."
Harry collapsed in a chair beside Hermione, "I should have known." Harry flinched, "Clearly Hermione is a better parent than me already. I couldn't even take care of him for a few hours...didn't even think of having a doctor check him. Hermione took him to a muggle doctor?"
Draco smirked, "Here they call Healers, Doctors." Harry nodded in understanding.
"Potter, she tried to hide her condition from everyone. We both know she's stubborn," Draco tried to comfort Harry awkwardly. Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco were finally able to study Harry's appearance. He looked as thin and frail as Hermione.
"Doctor Bennett said she will be sleeping for a few hours, why do you not go to the lunching room," Lucius suggested, but Harry just refused. Lucius and Narcissa decided that he needed to eat just as much as Hermione did, so they left to find him something nutritious to snack on.
"I shouldn't be here," Harry said to the window after Draco's parents left. "Like you said, I'm a jerk." He looked Draco straight in the eyes. "Don't tell 'Mione I came."
"Like you said," Draco hissed blocking his path to the door, "She deserves an explanation and an apology Potter," Draco spat the words in his face. "She will get them, even if I have to stun you and keep you that way till she wakes up!" Harry flinched but nodded in understanding. Draco released his hold on Harry's robes, but stayed by the door to Hermione's room. "By the way," Draco smirked, "my father and Hermione are in love." Harry's head snapped around.
"WHAT?!" He yelled, then attempted to calm down. "Wait, you just said in love, not that they're in love with each other," Harry reasoned with himself.
"No," Draco chuckled, "They are completely taken with each other." He held back his laughter as Harry's face went from pink to red to purple.
"Your father's married! What is she thinking?!" Harry demanded to know. Draco couldn't hold back his laughter.
"No, again," Draco laughed, "Father and Mother are legally divorced." It looked as though Harry would bust a vein. "Calm down Potter, that can't be good for your health. Besides, Hermione's love life is not any of your business."
"Hermione is my sister!" Harry hissed at the blond. "Of course it's my business!"
"So this is how you treat your sister and son?" A voice, husky with sleep, asked rhetorically from the hospital bed.
"Hermione!" Harry called rushing to her side. Hermione moved aside before he could hug her.
"Do not Hermione me, Harry Potter!" She hissed. Harry flinched.
"I'm sorry. I know I went about things the wrong way-"
"You think!" Hermione interrupted. "Just what is going on in that head of yours Harry James Potter!"
"I am sorry Hermione," He apologised again. "If you don't want him I-"
"Don't even finish that sentence," Hermione hissed, holding Seeley tighter to her chest. She took a deep breath calming herself, and carefully laid the sleeping child next to her on the bed again.
Forty-eight minutes later Doctor Bennett walked in to check up on Hermione. "Ah, Mister Potter. Pleasure to meet you," they shook hands. "Miss Granger should be fine to leave tomorrow afternoon," he informed everyone. "I do not recommend travelling for three days after her release. Will she be staying with you Mister Malfoy?"
"We'll be staying in a hotel," Harry spoke up.
"We have enough room for Hermione and you, Mister Potter," Lucius said.
"I think it is best Miss Granger stay where there are plenty of people to keep an eye on her. Between the four of you, all know her stubbornness, and can tread around it," Doctor Bennett explained.
After a few minutes Harry sighed, "Thank you Mister Malfoy. We will pay you back for your kindness."
"No, if anything, we owe Hermione for her kindness. For helping us in our time of need. And thank you Mister Potter. I expected you to come here pointing a finger because I am an ex-Death Eater who is supposed to hate muggle-borns and all that nonsense," Lucius sighed. "I assure you Mister Potter, that is all in my past."
Harry looked defeated at his words. "I learned the hard way. Take Professor Snape for example. Which reminds me, Doctor Bennett, may we have use of a pensieve?"
"Yes, I'll have a nurse bring one in right away," the doctor complied before excusing himself to make rounds. A few quiet minutes later a nurse carried in a pensieve and set it on the bedside table.
"I know Severus Snape was close to your family," Harry explained taking out a phial from his robes. "I think he would like for you all to see this," he said while pouring Professor Snape's last tears into the pensieve and motioning for them to look into it. Almost an hour later, they came out of his memories...none of them had dry eyes.
"Where is he buried?" Lucius asked after a few minutes of composing himself.
"We've buried him next to Professor Dumbledore, under the Astronomy Tower," Harry answered softly while replacing the tears into the phial. "I believe this should belong to the Malfoy Family, as you were the closest to Severus Snape," Harry said handing over the last tears of Severus Snape, feeling as though the Potions Master could finally rest in peace.
"Thank you," Lucius said gratefully, and cast a preserving charm over the contents of the phial. Narcissa crossed the room and laid a kiss on Harry's cheek, causing him to blush. "Thank you Harry Potter," she said squeezing his hand.
"Uh, y-you're very welcome Mrs. Malfoy," Harry stuttered as he tried not to blush more.
"Miss Black, but please, call me Cissa," she smiled
Harry was equally startled by Draco putting forth his hand, "Thank you very much for giving us something precious of my Godfather," he said quietly as Harry accepted his hand.
"I knew you would figure out the right thing to do Harry," Hermione smiled at her best friend.
"Hermione," Harry said softly as he left his chair and pulled her into a big bear hug.
"Harry!" Hermione said breathlessly.
"Oh! Merlin! I'm so sorry 'Mione!" Harry began apologising profusely.
"Harry...Harry! I'm fine, really I promise! I'm just a tad sore, that's all," Hermione tried to stop his incessant apologies.
"Merlin Hermione! Don't give me that after how you've ended up here! Don't you ever do that again, do you hear me?! Believe it or not I do care about you! You're the sister I never had the only family I have, and to find out I could have lost you! Again! Just days after we've defeated Voldemort! Do you know what havoc you've created back home?! I wouldn't be surprised if Rita Skeeter came flying through that door trying to get a scoop on you for the Daily Prophet!" Harry's chastising gradually became louder.
"Mister Potter, I believe you are disturbing Seeley's rest," Lucius drawled as Narcissa cradled the wailing infant.
"Cheese and crackers, she's going to drive me nuts!" Harry sat down and muttered to no one in particular.
"I could say the same for you Harry Potter! Look at this right here! It's a white hair Harry, a white hair! That is from all the stress you have caused me! I would say you going nuts would be compensation enough for the white hair you have given me!" Hermione raised her voice louder than Harry's, practically screaming at him.
Harry just sat there looking gobbsmacked for a few moments, then chuckled which turned into laughing, and more laughing, and soon everyone was laughing...except Hermione. After a minute of processing the situation she couldn't help but join in the laughter, which turned out to be rather painful for her. That sobered everyone up.
"Laughter is the best medicine, you know," the doctor smiled as he entered. "Here you are Miss Granger, you do need this for the pain after all that joyous raucous. Get some rest. And while a good dose of laughter is good for Miss Granger's recovery, might I recommend it in small doses?" He chuckled leaving the room.
"Oh bugger," Hermione said before falling asleep, yet again.
Harry chuckled, "She really hates those potions. Someone should inform the doctor he will get a three and a half metre letter detailing what and why alternative natural potions are better, which plants are better alternatives then the current mandrake root, and how to precisely slice, not cut the moon flower petals."
Draco smirked, "So you slice the petals, not cut them?"
"Yes," Harry replied absent-mindedly. "The best way to slice is to sharpen your blade the muggle way, magic is just too...Oh Merlin, I'm sounding just like 'Mione!" His head fell into his hands. Draco and Lucius chuckled.
Ever had two songs stuck in your head? It's horrible...just horrible. Do not ever let that happen to you whilst attempting to watch a good movie (Forest Gump). Those sorts of things just do not go well when also practising the violin...hmm...now that sounds odd now that I think about it...Multi-tasking just did not work out for me (^_^') )
What?! Hermione and Lucius are in love?!...yes, that did come out of nowhere...or did it? My brain is actually on overload so please pardon me lol.