Chapter 26:

Mrs Granger and Narcissa had transformed the Room of Requirements into a magical room for the children's birthday party. There were several tables set out along one wall for presents. Each child had a table. Curtis and Aurora's tables were already covered in presents. Draco and Harry were helping with the last minute touches as Daphne and Hermione told them what to do. Hermione suddenly turned green and ran from the room. Everyone else stared at the open door in confusion. Ginny and Blaise rushed in, "what's up with Hermione?"

"Don't know," Draco answered as he followed his fiancé out of the room. "Soon find out though."

He found her coming out of one of the seventh floor bathrooms, "you alright love?"

"I was sick," Hermione replied looking slightly pale.

"You should go to bed," Draco said.

"I can't miss their party," Hermione frowned, "I'll just go brush my teeth and then we'll celebrate our children's birthdays and then I'll go to bed."

Draco sighed, "Come on then." He walked her back to their apartment.

"You don't have to wait you know!" Hermione called down the stairs as she entered the bathroom.

"I'm waiting!" Draco chuckled.

The party had been spectacular. Curtis and Aurora were made up with their presents. They both had received new brooms, a collection of different books and a variety of different wizarding games. Aurora had also received some makeup and jewellery. Curtis had received a ridiculous amount of chocolate and sweets. They had both gotten new clothes as well as a set of new wizarding robes. They were struggling as they tried to carry them back to the apartment. Hermione gave in after they dropped several items of clothing and levitated them. Draco wrapped his arm around her and kissed her neck, "are you alright love?"

Hermione nodded, "yeah. I'm feeling much better."

"Good," Draco replied. "Right you two straight to bed."

"But dad!"

"No buts, get yourselves up the stairs," Draco told them.

Aurora and Curtis hugged their parents before heading up the stairs. Hermione and Draco sat down on the sofa. Draco pulled Hermione's legs up over his lap and began playing with her feet. Hermione sighed and snuggled into the sofa. After a few moments peace, there was a knock at the portrait hole. Draco groaned before getting to his feet. Hermione hid her face under her arm, hoping that whoever it was they would go away. Draco let their parents into the apartment. Hermione sat herself upright as they made their way into the common room. "We all just wanted to come and say goodbye before we head home," Narcissa said kindly.

"Oh… ok…" Hermione stood up to hug the four parents, "I thought you'd be staying tonight."

"We need to get back," Lucius smiled.

"Especially if me and your mother are coming up this weekend to plan the wedding with you," Narcissa smiled.

"This weekend?" Hermione groaned.

Lucius and Mr Granger laughed, "see you later princess."

Hermione and Draco waved them out of the apartment, "Should we go to bed?"

"Please," Hermione smiled.

"Come on then love," Draco grinned.

The sun streamed through the windows and Hermione pulled herself closer to Draco sighing because she didn't want to get up. Draco grinned, pulling her even closer, "good morning love."

"Morning," Hermione frowned. She felt a twinge in her stomach and jumped to her feet and ran to the bathroom.

"Hermione? Princess, are you ok?" Draco followed after her.

Hermione threw up in the toilet, "go away."

"No," Draco pulled her hair away from her face and rubbed her back.

"I must have eaten something bad," Hermione frowned as she flushed the toilet before getting up to brush her teeth.

"Do you want to go the hospital wing?" Draco asked.

"No. I'll be fine."

Draco smiled, "back to bed then."

"I'll be fine, Draco," Hermione told him as she began to get herself an outfit sorted.

Aurora and Curtis rushed into the room, "Mum! Dad! Can we go to the Quidditch pitch with our friends?"

Draco looked away from his wife towards his children, "Sure. Make sure you are back in time for lunch. We'll meet you in the Great Hall."

"Do we have to eat with you?" Curtis asked.

Draco laughed. He couldn't believe that his son was embarrassed by him, "I'll have you know I'm really cool."

"Sure you are dad!" Curtis laughed.

"Dinner time is family time," Draco told the boy.

Hermione and Draco spent the morning working on their essays. Hermione threw up once more before they went to lunch. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital wing?"

"Draco just drop it," Hermione frowned, as she pulled her hair into a pony tail.

They made their way down the stairs to the Great Hall where their children were waiting for them, "you're late!" Curtis scolded them jokingly.

"Don't be cheeky," Draco chided his son.

They filled their plates with food. Draco watched as Hermione played with the food on her plate. He was getting a little worried about her.

Three days later, Hermione wasn't any better. She'd thrown up three or four times in the last few days. She was beginning to wonder if she should go to the hospital wing. Draco kept insisting upon it. The following day she gave up and went to the hospital wing. "Madam Pomfrey," She called from the entrance.

"Yes dear?" the matron replied.

"I've been throwing up a lot this week and I don't really know why."

"It's not likely to be food poisoning. The elves at Hogwarts don't cook bad food."

"What could it be then?" Hermione asked.

"I'm not sure… either a bug… or perhaps… no. It can't be."

"Can't be?" Hermione frowned.

"You couldn't be pregnant could you dear?" Pomfrey asked kindly.

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