Chapter 8: The Accident
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Hermione looked at the former Slytherin confused. Blaise held his hand out, trying to help her up.
"Granger? What in Merlin's beard are you doing here?" Blaise asked, not intending for his voice to come out so harsh.
"It is none of your concern, Zabini. What are you doing here?"
"Well if you didn't forget, but Draco is my best mate, and I wanted to know how he's doing. He owled me this morning when he was at St. Mungo's with Astoria. I came to check on him and see what happened to the baby."
Hermione's expression darkened with sadness; Blaise noticed this. "The baby didn't make it, did it." He asked knowing the answer.
"Well, I'm not the person you should be hearing it from. Technically, he didn't even know I was here. Now if you excuse me I have to make sure he doesn't know I was here." Hermione tried to slip past him but Blaise grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him. Blaise twirled her around with her back facing the manor, unexpectedly hugging her.
Hermione tried to pull back, "What are you doing!"
He shushes her, and holds on her, not letting her pull away. Hermione tried to fight back, until she heard his voice.
"Blaise, mate what are you doing?" Draco said curiously.
Blaise heard Draco and whispered in Hermione's ear. "Just go along with it, okay. And sorry for this and for what I'm about to do." Hermione looked at him dumbfounded. In a second Blaise's lips were pressed against hers. Unsure of what to do, Hermione just stood there tense. He stopped the kiss, and turned around to face his best friend.
"Hey mate, how did things go with Astoria?"
"Who's that?" Draco asked pointing at Hermione.
"My lovely Girlfriend why do you ask?"
Hermione understood what Blaise meant. She decided to go along with it.
"Babe," Hermione said in a sweet voice, "Why did you bring me with you to Draco's? I thought you were going to take me out to lunch."
"Granger, you're Blaise's girlfriend?" Draco said looking at Hermione. He then looked at Blaise, "You're dating her?" Draco said in utter shock.
"There's nothing wrong with it, is there?" Blaise questioned.
"No." When Hermione stepped out from behind Blaise to stand beside him, Draco noticed the baby bump.
"So... What happened at the hospital?" Blaise asked concerned.
"I would rather tell you inside. Come on in" Draco turned to the entrance of the manor, and both Blaise and Hermione followed in pursuit. They were a safe distance behind Draco, and Hermione whispered to Blaise, "You are completely mad. Why in Merlin's name did you call me your girlfriend?"
"Well you didn't want Draco to know you were here and I guess you didn't notice that he was coming near us, so I just improvised, a scenario on why you'd be here."
Hermione took in his words when they finally made sense she was impressed that he came up with something so quickly.
"You're completely insane, but at the same time a complete genius. I could kiss you right now." Blaise smiled at the last comment. Just as Draco reached the front doors the house elves opened the door for the three wizards.
"Draco, who was at the door?" Narcissa said coming downstairs. She froze automatically when she saw Hermione again.
"Blaise, lovely to see you as always and... Miss Granger, what a lovely surprise. I didn't expect to see you." She lied.
"Pipsy, bring us some drinks, and meet us in the drawing room." Draco said.
"How many, sir?" The house elf quivered.
Draco counted with his finger, "Five should do it since Granger is drinking for two." Draco added distastefully. Hermione's eyes went wide at his remark. The way he said it sounded too cold and full of anger. Draco led everyone into the drawing room. Draco and his mother took the two arm chairs and Blaise and Hermione sat uncomfortably on the loveseat across from them.
"So when were you planning to tell me about this." Draco asked Blaise, gesturing to Hermione's stomach, "Before or after she gives birth."
"I was going to tell you, but thought it would be best not to with everything that has gone on."
"Miss Granger when are you due?" Narcissa asked.
"I'm due on March 5th of next year." Hermione spoke quietly. Hermione made eye contact with Draco whose eyes were still red from crying earlier.
"So from all this, how long have you been together?"
"Awhile." Blaise told him, not giving Draco an exact time period.
Hermione spoke, "Next month will mark 1 year, and this pregnancy was completely unexpected. Isn't that right babe?"
"Yes, but we couldn't be happier."
"Surely you two are planning to wed. Having a child out of wedlock is very uncommon." Draco implied.
"You would know." Blaise whispered under his breath.
"For your information, I was planning to wed Astoria."
"'Was?' Are you not now?" Blaise asked.
"I don't know, I am debating on it. They baby was the reason why I proposed, but since that is no longer a..." Draco's weak voice trailed off.
"Something happened. This is the main reason I came for Draco." Blaise said.
Hermione looked at Draco and saw a rogue tear fall. "Blaise, maybe we should go. I think he needs some time to adjust."
"Hermione, that would be rude. We just arrived and you're saying we should leave."
"Yes, he's obviously hurting about the loss of his child, we'd be the same if we lost ours."
"I don't need your pity Granger!"
"It's okay, you don't need to say it." Hermione told him.
"I don't need your permission, Mudblood!" Draco hissed in a fit of anger.
"Draco!" Narcissa roared. Blaise glared at him as he wrapped his arm around Hermione, "I would appreciate it if you wouldn't call my girlfriend that." Blaise said sternly.
"Apologize this instant!" Narcissa warned.
"Sorry, Granger." Draco said with a bored tone. Hermione nodded, but still felt the sting of the words. Normally it would just roll off her back, but since Draco became something more in her life, it hurt. Her baby's father had refused to give into his tradition of prejudice. Hermione's sadness went away instantly when she felt her baby move. She couldn't help, but giggle.
"What's so funny?" Draco asked.
"He's kicking." Hermione told everyone, placing her hand on her belly. Narcissa broke her composure as she ran to Hermione's side to feel her grandchild.
"Why are you so attached, mother?" Draco questioned.
Narcissa began to panic, "Uh, I just have a soft spot for children."
Hermione grabbed Blaise's hand and placed it on the spot where he was kicking. When he felt him kick, and he couldn't help but smile. Without thinking Hermione kissed him lightly on the lips. Blaise was shocked that Hermione kissed him all of a sudden, but overall enjoyed the kiss.
"Babe, let's save this when others aren't around." Blaise laughed.
Hermione reddened at his comment, but nodded. Blaise gave her a peck on the cheek. "So mate, do you want to play a one on one match of Quidditch? It will help you take your mind off of things."
"I don't know, maybe another time." Draco said unsure.
"Are you afraid that I'll beat you?" Blaise said.
Draco heard the challenge in Blaise's voice, and couldn't help but accept the challenge. "You my friend, should be afraid because last time we played, who was the one that won?"
"Big deal, you won. But I'm going to win this one." Blaise said smugly.
Draco gave Blaise his trademark smirk, before the two of them apparated to the lake near the manor.
"Miss Granger-"
"Please, Mrs. Malfoy, call me Hermione."
"'Ok, Hermione, my son assumes that Blaise is the father of my grandson, might I ask why?"
"When I made it to the front gates I bumped into Blaise and while I was talking to him, I did not notice that Draco was near, thankfully Blaise saw and came up with the solution of us being together." Hermione said.
"I see, but the only flaw to this plan will be once the child is born. He will not look like Blaise and Draco would want to see the child when he is born. It being the child of his best friend."
"I never thought of that, but Blaise and I are not together."
"The kiss made me think otherwise."
"Mrs. Malfoy, it just happened, I don't know what came over me. I am not sure if you noticed but Draco is rather cold to me when he saw that I am with child."
"He's only that like that because he lost his own. He's still upset about it. I am sure if he knew about this baby being his he wouldn't act like this." Narcissa said trying to reassure her.
"That might be true, but it was out of line to call me 'Mudblood'. I know he is angry, but I feel that he still has pent up anger towards me after all these years." Narcissa didn't know what to say. She agreed that her son shouldn't have called her that. He shouldn't have called her anything, but he was her son and she knew that he was better than that.
"I know you want to tell your son, Narcissa." Hermione began, "But I do have my reasons for not telling him. He doesn't think rationally. These outbursts are one of the many reasons why I don't say anything. I do not want my son knowing that his father is prejudice towards those of 'filthy blood' as he once told me."
"If you had your way, you wouldn't want your son knowing his father at all. I know, Draco can be...Draco, but please Miss Granger, don't be closed minded on this. Please at least consider giving him a chance. I respect your wishes of a not telling him. I know it's not my secret to tell, but I do implore you to think about it."
"I do plan on telling him, but now is not the time. I want Draco to change his view on blood status, I do not want him to change his views solely on the fact, that his son is a half blood."
Narcissa nodded in understanding. "We should head outside. The boys will wonder where we are." Narcissa led Hermione to the back gardens of the Manor. Hermione had never seen so many flowers in one place. When the stone pathway turned to dirt that is when Hermione looked up to see a Quidditch field.
"Damn rich people." She muttered under her breath, quiet enough to not let Narcissa hear. Hermione looked up to the sky to see the two former Slytherins. Draco was sitting on a brand new broom Hermione hadn't even recognized, but in her defense she had never been a fan of Quidditch and did not keep up with the new models. Hermione did recognize Blaise's broom though. It was Draco's old Nimbus 2001, he had in second year. Draco must have lent it to him. Narcissa led her over to the elevated seats so they were eye level with the boys.
Hermione took a seat next to Narcissa. The seats were far more comfortable than Hogwarts. Then again the seats at Hogwarts have been there since who knows when, Hermione thought to herself. She watched the boys and they seem to take the game as a serious competition.
"You're going down Malfoy." Zabini told his friend as he leaned in closer. Draco growled in response as leaned forward as well. Hermione watched the two as Narcissa stood up next to her. Narcissa conjured a Quaffle with her wand, "Ready?" She asked, "Begin!" Narcissa threw the ball in the air. Draco almost had the ball in his grasp, when Blaise used the tail of his broom and knocked it out of his reach. The ball began to lose altitude as it fell from the high distance. Draco and Blaise dived downward trying to catch it.
"I am surprised they aren't using a snitch, considering they are both seekers." Hermione commented as she watched the two boys fight for the ball.
"They tried that once, but the snitch was too hard to find for just a simple game. Draco told me that finding the snitch wasn't as fun if there wasn't Quaffles and Bludgers trying to kill you."
"Have they ever thought of having Bludgers in a game?" Hermione asked.
"It would be suicide if you put Bludgers in a game without beaters. Draco realized this after he gave Lucius a black eye when he was little." Hermione couldn't help but giggle.
Both Blaise and Draco fly back up to where they could be seen, Blaise had the Quaffle.
"You should cheer Blaise on. It will make your relationship seem more believable." Narcissa whispered to Hermione. Hermione nodded as she shouted out to him, "You can do it Blaise!"
Hermione looked out onto the field to see Draco glare at her with venom in his eyes.
"Maybe we should just watch." Narcissa said, seeing the look her son gave Hermione.
While Draco was glaring at Hermione, it gave Blaise the opportunity to get around Draco and throw the Quaffle into the goal post. Hermione cheered for Blaise causing her to get more glares from Draco.' Draco managed to get a goal not long after.
The tension rose between Blaise and Draco, the two are currently tied in score. Draco has the quaffle in hand and Blaise is right on his tail. Blaise got the Quaffle away from Draco flying to the goal post, throwing it in. Draco went to protect his goal post, trying to prevent it from going in. Blaise's trajectory was off, and the Quaffle hit Draco right in the head instead of going in the goal. Hermione watched the whole scene unfold as if in slow motion. When Hermione blinked all she saw was Draco free falling from his broom. Without thinking she casted the cushion charm to stop him from falling. Draco hovered above the ground for a few seconds before falling to the ground. Blaise rushed down in his broom when he saw what he did and Narcissa and Hermione went down as well.
Hermione was first to the scene. Hermione saw Draco lying face down into the dirt. She pulled his shoulder over turn him over, "Draco?" Hermione asked trying to get him to talk.
"Draco, answer me!" Hermione yelled at him.
"Hey mate, are you alright?" Blaise asked getting off his broom.
"He's unconscious." Hermione said with panic in her voice. "We need to take him to the hospital, to make sure he doesn't have a head injury."
"He's still breathing." Hermione told them as she placed her head on his chest. She could feel it rising and falling. Hermione got off of him as Blaise picked him up. Blaise slung Draco over his shoulder. The four side-apparated to St. Mungos. When the three opened their eyes they were in a crowded hallway.
"Help!" Hermione shouted, "We need help!" Two medi wizards heard her as the came over to Blaise. The two used their wands to levitate Draco to a room nearby. Hermione rushed after them trying to follow, when a medi witch stopped them.
"I am sorry Miss, are you a family member?"
"Uh," Hermione looked down at her stomach, "No. I suppose not."
"Sorry, only immediate family is allowed in at this time." Hermione felt a wave of sadness as they closed the door in her face. Hermione walked over to the waiting room and sat down. Across from Hermione was the reception counter where Narcissa frantically was filling out paperwork. Blaise stopped her hand, "Narcissa, you go be with your son. I can do the paperwork. I know Draco pretty well." Narcissa didn't even question Blaise's offer as she ran down the hall as ladylike as she could. Blaise took the paperwork with him and took a seat next to Hermione.
"Wouldn't let you in?" Blaise asked his eyes still on the paperwork.
"Yeah." Hermione said sadly.
"I am surprised you would want to see him. You two aren't exactly friends."
"We aren't exactly enemies anymore either."
"Oh?" Blaise asked surprised.
Hermione rubbed her stomach as she looked at Blaise, "I guess you could say, we have something in common." Blaise looked away from the papers and looked into her eyes.
"You mean..." Blaise asked looking at her bump.
"Yeah." She answered hoarsely.
"Oh no! I can't believe this!" Blaise freaked.
"Me either."
"No! Granger, I mean, I told him I am the father! I would have never said that had I known it was his! Why didn't you tell me!"
"I didn't exactly have a good time to tell you. Draco was always around."
"Speaking of Draco, why haven't you told him?"
"I have had to defend my choice enough today, I rather not say it again." Hermione said irritably.
"Okay then." Blaise said, ending it there.
Hermione started laughing quietly out of nowhere.
"What's so funny?"
"He's kicking." Hermione smiled as she rubbed her belly. Hermione looked up to see Narcissa from the hallway, "You can come in." Hermione rose quickly out of her seat and met with Narcissa, "Is he alright?" Narcissa smiled weakly. "He just has a minor concussion. He will be okay. They are keeping him overnight to monitor him, to make sure he's okay, but he should be fine. He's still unconscious at the moment, but they said he should wake in a few hours."
"Hours?" Hermione asked shocked.
"They knocked him out with a potion because he had two broken ribs and a sprained ankle as well. They wanted to make sure he didn't feel any pain when the healed them. Hermione nodded, "What room is he in?"
"Room 394, it's just around the corner on your right." Narcissa told her. Narcissa walked over to Blaise, "You can head in there too, I can take care of the paper work." Blaise nodded passing the clipboard to Narcissa and following Hermione. Hermione found the room and walked in to find a medi nurse adjusting his pillow, "I will give you some time alone she told them as she walked out. Hermione took a seat next to the bedside and Blaise took a seat next to the window across from the bed. Draco laid in the bed with his eyes closed. His chest rose and fell as if he were sleeping. It reminded her of the morning after the party.
"I still can't believe you two slept together." Blaise said randomly.
"Shhhh! Will you shut up! What if he can hear you?" Hermione hissed.
"Oh stop your worrying; he doesn't hear anything when he's asleep. Trust me, I have six years of Slytherin dormitory experience to verify."
"Slytherin dormitory experience?" Hermione asked.
"Well you know. He isn't the only one they called the Slytherin Sex God." Blaise said proudly.
Hermione heard people use that term when they talk of Draco, but never thought that was more than one.
"So basically, both you and Draco were the Slytherin man whores." Hermione said giggling.
"Man whore is such a harsh word. But women say I'm amazing in bed." He smirked.
Hermione laughed at him, which caused his smirk to fall. "So Granger, you shagged Draco. Was he any good?"
Hermione cheeks reddened. "I was drunk when it happened, so I can't really say. But if you must know, I was sore the next morning."
"Was that you're first time, Granger? That would explain the soreness."
"I was not a virgin, when that happened. I've have other partners in the past."
"I was only kidding about that Hermione. But it's great to know he wasn't your first."
Hermione and Blaise talked for about an hour until a nurse walked in telling them that visiting hours for non-family members is over.
"It was nice talking to you Blaise." Hermione said honestly.
"Yeah, it was nice talking to you too. The night is still young. How about I treat you to dinner."
"That would be great. And I would like to apologize for not telling you that Draco is the father of my son."
"It's fine, like you said you have your reasons on why you haven't said a thing." Blaise wrapped his arm over Hermione's shoulders.
Hermione removed his arm and walked beside him. "What just because I slept with one sex god doesn't mean it's going to happen again." She said in a serious tone.
"What do you take me for?" Blaise asked. "It was just a friendly gesture."
"A friendly gesture doesn't involve you wrapping you arm around my shoulders. You could at least buy me dinner first."
Blaise laughed at her remark. "So where do you want to go for dinner?"
"I know of a place, but first we need to stop by at Gringotts to exchange currencies."
Narcissa walked the two out of St. Mungos, saying she was going to stay for a little longer. The worry lines on Narcissa face had faded since they found out Draco would be alright. Narcissa said goodnight to them as they left. She couldn't help, but feel suspicious about them going out to dinner. She believed Hermione when she said they weren't dating, but she was afraid they might start. She didn't want Blaise to take Draco's place in her grandchild's life.
Blaise side apparated with Hermione to Diagon alley. It was closer to evening now. The sun had just passed the horizon causing the lanterns to light up Diagon Alley. It was mostly adult wizards now. The shops for the most part had closed, but the restaurants still stayed open. Blaise and Hermione walked side by side until the got to Gringotts. Blaise being a gentleman, held the door for Hermione who thanked him as she walked inside. Hermione walked along the marble floors as she found a teller.
He was stamping random things from his high up desk.
"I would like to exchange my currency, please."
The goblin stopped his work and peered over to look at Hermione.
"Name?" He asked bluntly.
"Hermione Granger, sir."
"And how would you like to convert your money?"
"Pounds to Galleons."
The goblin nodded as he return her money now in wizarding money.
"Thank you, sir." Hermione said as she collect the money. The goblin grumbled in response as he began stamping. Hermione rejoined Blaise at the door.
"I don't know why you got money; I am paying for our meal." Blaise told her as they walked out.
"You don't have to! I just like to have some on hand, just in case I need it."
Blaise and Hermione were back on the cobbled streets when Blaise directed her over to a small restaurant. Hermione smelled the aroma of pasta fill her sinuses. It had smelled divine.
"You like Italian, right?" Blaise asked before they walked in.
"Yes, I do." Blaise nodded as he opened the door. Through the glass of the window, her saw a figure inside the restaurant. She did a double take as she looked at the person. She clearly wasn't mistaken. The woman in the restaurant was none other than Rita Skeeter herself and her photographer talking over coffee. Hermione began to panic, "Uh, let's sit outside." Hermione suggested taking a seat in a fenced in area of the building. Blaise was surprised, but went along with it.
"Sure, if you want." The air was a little chilly, but not unbearable. The waiter took their orders and after that there was silence. Hermione was twiddling her thumbs under the table as she tried to pass the time.
"I didn't expect this to be so awkward." Hermione commented.
"How so?"
"Oh you know, having dinner with the friend of my child's father, hiding from nosy reporters."
"Is that why you wanted to sit outside?" Blaise laughed, "Why didn't you just say something. We didn't have to eat here." Blaise said while standing from his seat.
"Well, I didn't want to be rude." Hermione motioned him to sit back down.
"Nah, it's fine." Blaise smiled, "So what are you hiding from the newspaper?"
"Do you really have to ask?" Hermione said pointing to her stomach.
Blaise nodded, "So it's not only Draco who doesn't know."
"So far, I have only told, you, Narcissa, Lucius,-"
"You told Lucius?" Blaise said shocked.
"Yeah, it was at his trial. It sort of just slipped out. It wasn't intentional."
"Okay, who else?"
"Um, Harry, Ginny and-"
"The red head?"
"Will you stop interrupting me!" Hermione told him.
"Sorry."
"And that's all the people I told, but Ron eavesdropped on me and figured out that way. I keep checking the papers. Worried that he has sold me out."
"That's horrible." Blaise said.
"The last time I was in the papers was when I accepted the invitation to Draco's party, and look what that lead to." Hermione said motioning to her pregnant stomach.
"That cannot be a bad thing. When your child is born, you will not regret it at all, because you will have someone that will love you unconditionally."
"You're right." Hermione pondered, "I feel so alone sometimes. People keep telling me to just tell Draco, but that doesn't fix my problem. Draco would just complicate mine and the baby's lives."
"How do you know that?" Blaise asked her.
"Because it's already happening and he isn't even born yet! Draco treats me like I am the mud beneath his shoe!"
"Hermione take under consideration that he just lost his child, and not knowing of this one does not help. If he would have known from the beginning things would be completely different, and you know it."
"I know you are right Blaise. Thank you for what you did for me. I don't know what I would have said if Draco caught me by myself."
"You're welcome, and to be completely honest I can tell you will be a wonderful mother."
"How so?"
"You are doing what is right for the child. Draco should know about him, but you are doing the right thing by not telling him right now. But after considering the fact that he called you Mudblood, that probably made you want to tell him less."
"I have gotten used to it by now, but I do have to admit that it did hurt when he said that, because the father of my son will not give up his blood prejudice ways. I want him to learn that there is nothing wrong for being Muggleborn. Once he learns that then I will confess that the child is his." Hermione said honestly.
Blaise nodded as Hermione looked up at him, "Thank you for dinner, Blaise. I had a nice time."
"Oh, no problem, I had a nice time as well."
"Well, I better get going." Hermione told him.
"I would walk you home, but seeing as we are wizards..." He told her.
"No, I didn't expect you to. I don't think you would like muggle London, plus my house isn't clean." Hermione told him.
"One of the benefits of being with Draco is you will never have to clean again."
Hermione glared at him, "I actually like cleaning. I feel satisfied knowing that I made a mess and that I can clean it up. I don't need a house elf to be my slave."
"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that." Blaise told her not wanting to upset her.
Hermione calmed down, "Sorry, I just feel so strongly about it."
Blaise smiled at her, "Well, goodnight Granger."
"Please call me Hermione."
"Goodnight Hermione," He told her, trying out her first name.
"Goodnight Blaise." She smiled back.
Blaise came over to her and kissed her lightly in her hand. Within seconds he disappeared, leaving Hermione outside the closing restaurant. Hermione began to rub her shoulders. It had been a lot colder. Hermione went to grab her other robe when she noticed that it wasn't on her.
"Where is it?" Her asked herself, fumbling with her clothes. Suddenly she remembered where it was. It was in Draco's hospital room. Hermione knew visiting hours were over for non-family members, but she didn't want Draco to see her cloak there. Hermione thought of his room and apparated.
"Miss Granger?" Narcissa said with shock as she rose from her seat. Hermione looked at the tired old witch.
"How did you get in here?" Narcissa asked.
"I apparated." Hermione told her, "I left my cloak in the room and wanted to get it."
"I am just surprised, the Hospital has anti-apparation spells over each room, only allowing family members and staff to apparate."
"But, I am not family." Hermione said firmly. Narcissa smiled and came over. She gently placed her hand on her stomach, "I think you are."
Hermione smiled, "Maybe."
"I am actually so glad you're here. Draco hasn't woken yet, I am going to spend the night in here, but I was wondering if you could watch him real quick while I pack a suitcase. I rather have all my things here. You wouldn't mind, would you?" Hermione did mind. She didn't want to be stuck with an unconscious Malfoy. She wanted to go to bed and sleep, sleep in the black shirt she had been craving all day for. The shirt that actually made her feel comfortable. Hermione nodded sadly as she slumped into a chair.
"Thank you so much, Miss Granger, I won't be long." Narcissa disappeared after her words leaving Hermione alone with Draco. Hermione stared at him. He didn't even move. His chest would rise and fall every three seconds as if on command. He was connected to wires with potion bottles on the other end. Hermione waited in the room awkwardly. The silence was defined and noticeable. The medi witches outside walking about didn't even make a noise through the soundproof spell glass. Hermione felt her stomach do flips in the direction of Draco. Even her son wanted her to be with him. Hermione got up from the chair next to Draco and went over to the counter across from the bed where her coat was. Narcissa must have moved it, she thought. Hermione walked over to the counter to grab the cloak as the fabric was in her grasp she heard a muffled noise.
"Granger?" A hoarse voice asked from across the room. Hermione turned on her heels and let the coat drop.
"Malfoy?"
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