Yeah….. so….. this was really hard to write, because I am going through some issues with my family right now. But, I won't get into all that. It's quite depressing. So, Um, I guess here's chapter 9. Didn't think I would make it this far. Also, thanks, , for all the reviews. Thanks for reading, and thank you to everyone else who left me a review!
Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter. There. I said it.
"Um, excuse me, miss? Can I help you with something?" The waitress asked, looking impatient. I hadn't realized it, but I had been staring intently at my phone for a full 10 minutes. I really had nowhere else to be, so out of fear that she would make me leave, I said, "Um, yeah. A cappuccino please." She then rolled her eyes, turned around, and went inside the kitchen of the café.
I then picked up my phone, and started to fiddle with it in my hands. 'Just be calm. Stop being so impatient, Hermione.' I thought to myself, trying to fill the silence. And then the unthinkable happens. My phone rings. I was so caught off guard that I screamed and accidently flung the phone into the air. Then, with the small bit of wandless magic that I knew, I levitated the phone back into my hand before it could fall to the ground. I quickly calmed myself, and pressed the green button on my phone.
"Hello?" I said expectantly. 'Crap' I thought, listening to the man on the other end. "No, this is not Andy William's phone, and no I do not want to buy a timeshare!" I said, violently pressing the red button hard enough to leave a dent in the cheap muggle phone. (Btw- this happens to me all the time) The waitress, sensing my agitation, slowed her walk and tried not to make it seem as though she was a bit frightened. I may only be 5'5, but I can be scary. She handed me my drink, and quickly hurried off in the other direction.
*3 ½ Hours later*
"Oh my gosh! How long is this going to take?" I said, not meaning to say it out loud. I noticed about half of the people were now staring at me, and I was hideously embarrassed. "Uh, sorry!" I said, leaning farther down in my seat. It had been almost four hours since I left the hospital, and I was getting very impatient. I had fallen asleep after about an hour or so, and had been awakened by falling out of my chair.
Ring Ring Ring
I looked at my phone as it rang on the table, dreaded the fact that it was probably that salesman again. He had called 3 times already. I didn't have caller ID yet, so I was internally debating whether to answer it. 'don't be a coward. Afterall, it could be draco' I thought, biting my bottom lip. And that was what made me answer the phone.
"Hello?" I said, relieved that a female voice answered me.
"Hermione! Thank goodness you answered! Neville is at work and I need your help." Luna said, just before 3 distinct sets of cries came from somewhere in the background.
"Luna, I'm actually in the middle of-"
"Hermione, I have three screaming babies over here, and only two hands. I need your help!" Luna said, as my phone started to ding, signaling that I had another call.
"Um, hold on one minute." I said, putting luna on hold and answering the other line.
"Hello?" I said, waiting for the voice to answer.
"Ms granger? This is Doctor Parkinson. Mr. Weasly has just gotton out of surgery, and If you would like to see him now, you can." She said, clicking what seemed like a pen.
I Internally fought with myself on what to do next. Help out one of my best friends, or go see my ex. I don't even know why I thought about it. "Tell him that I will be by tomorrow. I have things to do." I said, hanging up my phone with a smug smile. I forgot about luna, and quickly dialed her back.
"Hermione! Why did you-" She said before I interrupted her.
"I'll be there in a minute. Just give me your floo address." I said, taking to memory her address. I then hung up the phone, left 2 muggle dollars on the table, and went to an abandoned house. I knew the witch that lived there long enough to know that she still had a working floo.
"Alohomora" I said, unlocking the front door. I then went in to the living room, and watched the green flames burst to life. I grabbed some floo powder from my bag, because I always carried some with me. I stepped inside, shouted Luna's address, and throw the floo powder to the bottom of the fireplace. 10 Seconds later, I was lying on luna's living room floor, covered in ash and sot. I quickly got up, brushed off my clothes, and went up the stairs to find the source of the crying. Luna was in the hursery, trying to change one of the girls, while her only kids were in their crib, screaming at the top of their lungs.
"Hermione!" She said, looking extremely relieved. She covered in sweat, and had stains all over the front of her shirt.
"Luna, I'll be right back. I know just what to do." I said, before going down stairs to her kitchen. I got out her cauldron, and started brewing. 3 minutes later, I was walking up the stairs with three baby bottles in my hands. I walked back into the nursery, where luna was trying to get her kids to stop crying.
"Oh, shh. It's okay. Mommy's here. Just please, stop crying!" She said, holding Aislyn's hand. I felt so sorry for her. Being stuck here with three newborns, and no one to help her.
"Here luna, Let me." I said, walking over to the crib, and picking up the girls. I motioned for Luna to pick up Austin, which she did. I handed her a bottle, and sat down in her rocking chair. I put the bottles in the Aislyn and Annabelle's mouths, and they promptly stopped crying once they tasted the formula. Luna was now holding her sleeping son, who was done with his entire bottle before the girls were even halfway through. 2 minutes later, the girls were asleep, and I put them in one of the three cribs. Once the girls were safely inside the bed, I took Austin from Luna, and laid him beside his sisters.
"Downstairs." I said, taking luna's hand and leading her toward the living room. She fell onto the couch, and started breathing rather heavily.
"You, Hermione Granger, Are a freaking lifesaver." She said, squeezing hand with all the strength she had, which was not much.
"Oh, It's nothing. Just some formula and a sleeping potion." I said, looking at Luna's bloodshot eyes. "When was the last time you slept?"
"Um, that depends. What day is it?" Luna said, looking guilty.
"Tuesday."
"Oh, well then two days ago. The kids seem to wake up at different times, and I haven't had a wink of sleep." She said, taking off her socks.
"Well then you need to sleep. The formula should keep the babies asleep for at least 5 hours." I said, noticing the bags under her eyes.
"No, I'll sleep later. Right now, we need to talk about you and Draco." She said, taking my other hand in her free one.
"No, you need to sleep luna." I said, grabbing a blanket and draping it over her legs.
"Hermione. You've known me long enough to know that I can annoy you into a coma. We can sit here and argue about whether or not you are going to tell me, or we can be adults and talk like civilized people!" She said, throwing the blanket to the other side of the couch.
"Fine. Well um, he gave me this ring-"
"He gave you a ring? Oh Hermione! This is wonderful!" She said, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Wait, I, I kind of, gave it back." I said, holding up a finger to stop her yell. "We've only been dating for a week, and he thinks its true love, and I'm not so sure." I said, putting my hand down and letting her speak.
"Well, there two important questions. Do you love him?"
"Well yea, but-"
"Can you imagine spending your entire life without him?"
"Well no, I don't know." I said, finally finishing my sentence.
"Exactly. You don't know if you can live without him. Talk to him Hermione. I'm sure he's hurt." She said, grabbing the blanket off the couch and putting it on her legs.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. But, I just don't know how to talk to him. Ron just got out of surgery today, And I said I would go see him. But, I care about draco a lot more than I care about ron, and I think he would be mad if I told him I went to see ron. I have this feeling, about draco, that I never felt with ron, and I don't want to lose it. I also don't want to get married right away. What do you think? Am I completely mental for going to see ron?" I said, looking over at Luna. Apparently, I hadn't spoken quick enough. Luna was now snoring loudly and sprawled out on the couch.
"Wow. Goodnight Luna." I said, carefully getting off the couch. I quickly grabbed a pen, I think that's what its called, and a piece, and left Luna a note saying that I left and that there was more formula in the fridge.
*POP*
As I apparated to the front of draco's apartment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. Rejection was my biggest fear. I knocked on draco's door, and I swear my face got even more pale when I ddidn't hear a set of footsteps coming toward the door. Then, I let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holing, when I heard draco's abonormally light footsteps stopping in front of the door. When he opened the door, it was like I had never left. His eyes were a familiar shade of grey, that I couldn't stop staring at. His clothes were neat and tidy, but had a rugged look about them. As I stared him down, he tensed up, and gripped the door tighter.
"Hermione." He said, sadness in his voice.
"Draco, I, I…." I said, breaking off my sentence when I saw the imprint of a ring sticking out of his pocket. So he had gotten my ring. This was going to be harder than I thought.
So? Was it worth the wait? Sorry about there not being as much draco in this chapter, but he is basically the main person in the next one. Unfortunately, I had to rewrite this and the next chapter because I felt that the story was not going in a good direction. So, the next chapter probably will not be up until next Friday, but, maybe I'll upload it later, depending upon my internet connection. So, bear with me here. The next chapter is the climax of the story, so stick around. Thanks for reading, I appreciate it! Leave me a review please! They really are appreciated. I smile everytime I see one, good or bad. You guys inspire me to write, and I wouldn't have made it this far. Now, I know that you guys are probably thinking 'gosh, she's getting all mushy.' Well, I AM! THANK YOU MY LOVELIES! –nikki a.k.a.- twipotterfeak28