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Chapter 16

*9 Months Later*

Hermione Granger was back in Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagal had asked her, Draco, and a few other graduated students to come back to help out around Hogwarts. Hermione had agreed and convinced Draco to come with. He hadn't left her alone lately.

They were in their old chambers again, Hermione was stroking the curtains with a reminicing look on her face. Draco strut into the room and wrapped his arms around her waist. Hermione's belly had gotten so big that he couldn't even touch his fingers together.

Draco didn't mind though. The baby wasn't biologically his, but it was still going to be his to raise. He and Hermione had taken time out of their days to study up on parenting, and since they were both only children, they could only rely on the books they had found.

"Any day now." He whispered in her ear.

She turned around and placed her hands on her stomach. "Don't remind me." She laughed.

He chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. "Did you renew the charms on the rings?" he asked her.

Hermione pulled out the two engagement rings and put the bigger one in his palm. "Just before you came in." she smiled. Lies. All lies.

"Okay." He looked at the clock hanging on the wall. "I gotta go, or else I'll be late to class. Love you." He said grabbing his coat and kissing her cheek.

"Bye." She called out at the door to their room shut. She sighed and looked at the ring she held in her hand.

She walked over to the window and called for Draco's owl. "Take this to Ginny." She said, giving the owl a different ring. The owl flew off and Hermione sighed at the huge lie she was weaving.

Over the course of the summer, Hermione had been receiving threating letters about what someone would do to her. If she weren't Hermione, she would have thought it was just a disbanded death eater trying to get her jumpy. But she knew better. She remembered things. She remembered smells.

Every letter smelled like Covurn.

The more recent ones weren;t as distinct, but she could always make out the faint smell of his colonge. It sickened her.

So she and Ginny and come up with a plan once an for all. Hermione prayed to God that it worked. She would be going through a lot because of it.

After a few minutes, Draco's owl returned. Hermione rubbed the ring and said, "It's time."

A couple of second later, Ginny Weasley apeared. The red head was now in her eigth year, having gone back and repeated her seventh year because she felt she missed too much. Several others had done the same.

"So I'm going to take it that it worked?" Hermione asked the witch.

"Yes. It worked." Ginny sighed. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"It's the only way." She said with a slight tremble. Tears gathered at her eyes and the corners of her vision blurred. She wiped away the tears and smiled at Ginny. "At least you will be there."

Ginny just looked at her friend with worry. "You don't have to do this."

"It has to be done Ginny. I can't live like this anymore." Hermione whispered. Ginny nodded and started for the door.

"Just remember what I said."

"I will. You should go now. You'll be late for class." Ginny threw a worried look over her shoulder. Hermione gave her a small shove. "Go. I'll be fine."

And with that, Ginny left. Hermione sank into the closest chair she could find and cried. She would never be fine after this.

Draco was in the middle of teaching Transfiguration when it happened.

Professor McGonagal was running some errands and left Draco to teach the second years how to transform their animal into a cup. He remembered this lesson very well. It was when Hermione asked about the Chamber of Secrets. He hated that year.

"Now class. Grip your wand firmly, point it at your animal, tap three times, and recite, Fera Verto." He tapped the bird three times and recited the spell, turning the bird into a water goblet. The class let out a small alpplause. Draco took a bow and smiled. "Now, let's see someone perform it. Abigail." He called out to a girl in the middle row.

The girl sat up straight and tapped her bird thrice, reciting the incantation. The bird that she had turned into a slender goblet. The class applauded her work.

"Very good." Draco smiled. A real Hermione Granger.

Then his ring started to tingle.

He lifted it to his ear and heard the words, Go to the hospital. He looked up to see the class gazing at him intently. All of his classes and Hermione's knew that they were going to have a baby. He beamed at the class. "Abigail, do you mind helping the other students and sending someone to find a teacher?"

"Is the baby coming?" she asked quietly. Draco nodded and she smiled a great big smile. "Okay, I will."

Draco kissed her on the cheek and ruffled her hair. "I'm going to be a father!" he cried out running out the door. The class erupted into a loud cheer and he smiled.

Once he was at the apparation point, he apparated straight to St. Mungos.

Everything was calm.

Draco went up to the maternity ward. Harry was already sitting there with Ginny and Ron. Ron had finaly come to except that Hermione was with Draco after Draco nearly gave him a beating. He found out about the kiss and Harry had to hold him back. That is when they became friends.

"How is she?" Draco asked. Harry stood up and put a hand on Draco's shoulder.

"Hermione requested that no one go in. She didn't think she would be able to do it if anyone was watching. No one has come out yet. Sorry mate." Harry answered.

Draco looked at the door anxiously. "Okay. Yeah, I can do that. Yeah, I'll just wait out here with you guys." So he sat down.

A few minutes later, he couldn't sit anymore, so he stood, shifting his wait from foot to foot. Then he couldn't stand still, so he began to pace infront of the door. Then, he sat down again. The cycle continued like that for the next half an hour.

Draco was in his sit stage when someone walked out of the room. "Who's the father?"

Draco stood abruptly and walked over to the man. "I am. Are they okay? Can I go see them?"

"Mr. Malfoy, correct?"

"Yes, are they okay?" Draco asked impatiently.

"Mr. Malfoy. We encountered some, complications, while Hermione was delivering. The baby got stuck on the way out, so we had to preform a C-section. We got the baby out and tried to keep her at a steady heart rate, but her blood pressure dropped. We tried everything we could, but she didn't make it."

Draco's eyes widened. His breath hitched in his throat and his eyes began to water. "A-and what of the baby?" He was struggling to breath.

"The baby stopped breathing after she got stuck." The doctor replied.

"She? It was a girl?" Draco blubbered.

"Yes. She was a girl. I'm very sorry for your losses today Mr. Malfoy." The doctor gave Draco a pat on the shoulder and walked away.

Several other doctors walked out of the room, some overed with blood, others with tears staining their cheeks. The final doctor came out of the room and sealed the entrance shut.

It was then that everything hit Draco with the force of a bullet train.

He fell to his knees and held himself up with quaking arms. His whole body began to shake as the tears dripped off his face and made puddles on the floor. A gut wrenching sob escaped his lips and the dams burst. Draco cried out and pounded his fist on the ground.

Small cries and sniffles could be heard from behind him. Ginny stood from her chair and walked over to Draco. She sunk to her knees and rubbed his shoulders, trying to console him.

Draco's sobs echoed through the hospital and he burried his head into the crook of her neck. He tried to contain his sobs but ended up choking on them instead.

Ron stood from his chair in a rage at the scene of Draco and his sister. Harry stood up and blocked his path, giving him a glare. Ron just glared at Draco and left. No one would hear from him for two months.

Harry walked over to Ginny and signaled that he was going home. Harry had stayed dry the entire time. He got home, went up to his attic, looked through his scrap book that Hagrid had given him, and began to cry. Not even Ginny could console him that night.

"Draco," she whispered. He lifted his head from her shoulder and stood. He whiped away the tears and looked away from her gaze. "You should go home. Get some rest if you can. The next week is going to be hellish. You're going to need the sleep." She walked away from Draco and went home where she fell asleep with tears staining her pillow.

Draco stood in the waiting room.

Alone.

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