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A/N: Ok, sorry this took so long. We were moving into our new apartment and the computers were being taken care of. Please read and review. The next chapter will be my friend's chapter. She's writing the Hermione/Snape part and she's better at Hermione.
Chapter 22: Daddy?
Ginny flinched as she watched Snape press the syringe into Hermione's arm. Right, she thought to herself rolling her eyes, you can examine a decaying tortured body but a needle in your friend's arm makes you flinch. She shook her head and watched Snape pull the empty syringe from Hermione's arm.
"What are we waiting for?" she asked Snape, who had taken a step back. He looked slightly apprehensive.
"Any kind of response," the older man said, not once taking his eyes off Hermione.
Within a few minutes, Hermione started to stir. They waited, holding their breath, as her eyes fluttered open. Hermione blinked several times, trying to focus on anything. She licked her lips and Ginny quickly responded by offering her a glass of water that had a straw in it. Hermione took a few sips. In a hoarse voice she said, "What happened?"
Ginny, relieved, hugged Hermione, tears streaming down her face. "You were hit by a curse," Ginny said.
"What?" Hermione asked. Ginny stopped hugging her and brushed Hermione's hair out of her face. "Curse? What are you talking about? And... and… who are you?"
"Hermione, don't you recognize me?" Ginny asked, grabbing the other woman's hand. Her brown eyes searched Hermione's for any sign of recognition.
Hermione stared down at the hand Ginny had clasped in hers. She let her eyes drift over the room taking in the cream walls and the window where no sun seem to be coming in. Her eyes fell on the dark man before her. His eyes studied her in interest but there was something more. She felt an unexplainable, almost unsurpassed, desire to move to him and press her lips to his; just to feed the lust growing in her soul at the thought of him.
All of sudden the vision of him bending her over a desk assaulted her. She pulled her hand from this Ginny woman and then she pulled the blankets up to cover her body, feeling too exposed.
"What's going on here? Who are you people?" She looked around the room frantically. "Where are my parents?"
"Hermione?" His deep voice shook her but yet she leaned toward it. He shifted, as if to move closer to her, but paused, almost as if he was unsure how to approach her. She seemed to cower lower under her sheets. She could smell his clean scent. She had smelt it before, but she didn't know when.
"I'm sorry. I don't know who you are?" She said resting her head in her hands.
"Hermione, when's your birthday?" Ginny asked, looking at her friend in concern.
"I don't remember."
"Do you remember anything?" Ginny tried again, dread forming in a pool in her gut.
"Well I'm pretty sure my name's Hermione."
"That's a good start, Granger," Snape said with a snort.
"So, Granger is awake," Draco said to Ginny's back.
He had heard the news when he had first flooed into the Headquarters from Boy Weasley. And from what he heard, Ginny and Snape had been holed up in the room with her, not letting in any visitors. Apparently he was supposed to convince Ginny to let Boy Weasley and Potter in to see her. He snorted at the thought, as if Ginny would even listen to him.
"Yea," Ginny whispered, turning and facing him. "She's awake and can't remember anything but her name. She's awake and that's a start."
She gave him a weak smile, brushing her hair out of her face, "Snape gave her a potion to put her back to sleep." She giggled slightly. "Who ever heard of waking some one up only to put them back to sleep?"
"Yea, funny I guess," Draco agreed, scratching the back of his head. "So, boy Weasley…"
"Which one?" Ginny asked, interrupting him. "You realize I'm the only girl, right?"
"Small factor," Draco sneered only to receive a glare from Ginny. "Fine, Ron and Potter…"
"Harry, Draco. His name is Harry," she interrupted again.
"Oh, for the love of Merlin," Draco groaned, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "Fine, Harry and Ron wanted to see Gr..Hermione," he spat out.
"Now, was that so hard, love?" Ginny asked, smiling. "Don't worry, Snape will handle those two."
"Severus, Ginny, his name is Sev...OUCH!" He rubbed his arm glaring at her. "What the bloody hell was that for?"
"You know 'what'," she said, crossing her arms across her chest.
He closed the space between them, noting the dark circles under her eyes and the droop of her shoulders. "When was the last time you ate?" He asked, taking in her fatigue. "Better yet, the last time you slept?"
She shrugged and buried her face into his pale neck. He felt so comfortable. She didn't want to move ever again. "I'm not hungry," she said, only to be corrected by her belly grumbling.
"You sure about that?" He asked, a small smirk playing at his lips. "How bout this," he said, lifting her face with his finger and staring into her eyes. "I'll make you a sandwich and then we can take a long deserved nap."
"Deal," she said, noticing how tired he looked for the first time. "But only if you promise to eat a sandwich also."
He nodded and led them both to the kitchen.
"Hey Draco?" Ginny asked, watching him study two slices of bread.
"Yes?" His eyebrows creased in concentration.
"You sure you know how to make a sandwich?"
"How hard can it be? It's just bread and middle stuff." He shrugged. " Hey Gin, where can I find said middle stuff?"
Laughing, Ginny stood up and showed him how to make a sandwich.
"He's asking for Hermione again," Lily said as she walked into her bedroom. "I don't know how much longer I can hold him off?"
"Lily, honey," Ethan said, looking up from the book he was reading, "he's one and half. He forgets in a minute of asking."
"I'll have you know, Sevilen is very intelligent," Lily said with a huff.
Ethan chuckled under his breath. He put his book down and pulled his wife down onto his lap. "I never said he wasn't, but I think it's taking more of a toll on you then him." He placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "And from what I understand, Snape and Ginny woke her up earlier."
"Yeah, but she can't remember anything," Lily said into his chest.
"Everything will sort itself out," Ethan said, lifting her face to kiss her. "So, how long do you think we have before Sevilen wakes up?"
"Ginny took him to put him down. She said something about me needing some time off. Don't know why she looks worse then me, but I guess she's got that young man...Dragon or Drake..."
"Draco," Ethan supplied with a smile.
"Yeah, that shady looking bloke."
"He's fine and I'm happy to finally have some alone time with my wife." He wiggled his eyebrows at her before getting up and closing the door.
Draco jerked awake. No, correction, he was kicked awake. The demon child Ginny had brought to bed with them had just kicked him in the gut. Not to mention the little brat was staring at him. Draco sneered down at him before grumbling to himself and turning his back to the small boy. Just as his eyes started to close it happened again. The difference was this time he was prepared. He grabbed the little minx's foot before it landed on him and turned him upside down.
"Like to kick people," he growled to the boy, still holding him in the upside position.
Sevilen's face was turning a dark shade of red before he let out a high pitched cry. Draco quickly turned the boy right side up, hoping that would stop the ungodly noise coming from its mouth.
"Draco?" Ginny asked, sitting up still groggy from her sleep. "What's wrong with Sevilen?"
"Well, ah, you see," Draco said, rubbing the back of his head and staring down at the child in his arm. " You rolled and knocked him off the bed. It's a good thing I caught him just in time. You should really be more careful."
"I knocked him off the bed?" Ginny asked in horror, getting off the bed and grabbing Sevilen out of his arms. She studied him for a second. "How long have you been awake?"
"A while now," Draco shrugged.
"I thought you were tired," Ginny said with a yawn as she sat down on the bed, cuddling the toddler to her chest.
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep. Something kept waking me up," Draco said, sitting down next to her.
"What was keeping you up?" She asked, her big brown eyes staring into his over the demon child's head. "Well?" she asked after a few minutes of silence.
Draco wasn't sure if he should tell her about the devil's baby love of kicking or not. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she kissed the toddler's head lovingly. Yes, he was definitely going to have to lie.
"Draco, answer me," Ginny demanded, slightly annoyed that he had stopped talking.
"Your snoring."
"What?" Ginny asked her eyebrows raised high.
"I thought I was sleeping with one of your brothers. You should look into having Snape or Ethan make you a potion for it," he said, slowly inching away from her. "You know what, Gin," he said standing, "you look like you could use some more rest." He grabbed Sevilen out of her arms. "Why don't you get some sleep. The de... I mean Sevilen and I will go see if there is anything to do around here."
He placed a kiss on her forehead and headed for the door. "I snore?" he heard her whisper to herself before he closed the door.
"Don't look at me like that?" Draco said to Sevilen. "You know how much trouble we would've been in back there? You should be thanking me."
"I doubt the boy can talk," Snape said behind him.
"Daddy?" Sevilen said, pointing to Snape.
"Seems to say that just fine," Draco mused at Snape's fuming face.
"I have no idea why that child has got it in his head that I'm his father," Snape growled.
"Well, he does look an awful like you," Draco joked. "It's not like you've ever shagged Granger...right?"
"Erh, where's Ms. Weasley?" Snape asked as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
"You didn't?" Draco gasped, taking in the guilty look on Snape's face. "Oh, dear god, you did."
"Would you shut up," Snape snapped.
"Daddy, shut up," Sevilen said with a smile.
"Look what you taught the child," Snape said.
"Hey, I'm not the one who said 'shut up'," Draco defended himself.
They stood there for a minute before Draco broke the silence. "So, was she any good?"
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Snape said, "I'm going to pretend you didn't just ask me that."
Draco looked down at Sevilen and back at Snape, an idea forming in his head. "Hey, can you hold this? I have to go to the loo." He thrust the baby into Snape's arms, turned, and walked away.
Snape stared down at the small child in his arms, having no idea what to do with him. "I guess its just you and me, kid."
"Daddy?"
A/N: Well, that's it. It's only a filler chapter. My friend will be writing the next part and hopefully she won't take as long as I did with this one. Just joking. Again, please read and review. We thrive on reviews.