Allergic
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. That all belongs to J.K. Rowling.
'Mione are you ready to go?' Ron yelled up the stairs at Grimmauld Place.
'SShh, I've got a headache, and your yelling is not helping.' She growled as she came down the stairs.
'You've always got a headache, have you been to the healers yet? This is getting old, you are always ill here lately.' He grumbled.
'Fine I will go to St Mungo's tomorrow.' She conceded. 'Now go visit your mum and dad. I think I'm going back to bed.'
'Fine, feel better.' as he kissed her cheek and floo'd out.
'Well, I'll just sit in here for now.' She said to herself as she entered the library. As the morning went on she started to feel better, until Ron and Harry floo'd back in.
'Hey, how are you feeling?' as a wave of nausea swept over her. She shook her head.
'Well Molly sent home some food for you.' Harry presented a mounding plate of food. Hermione had to force the gag back.
'Um, thank her for me but I think I will just fix me some soup so if you two want to finish it off go ahead.'
'Are you sure?' As Ron held the plate up for her inspection, she nodded and then turned to rush out of the room away from the smell of plate, which normally smelt oh so good but today turned her stomach.
'Um, her loss.' as he dug into the plate, even after only eating two hours earlier.
~o~
'Hey Mione, how are you feeling this morning?' Harry asked as he flopped down in the chair in front of Hermione's desk.
'Ok, so far. I have an appointment here in a few minutes. So, you can stop worrying about me.'
'Hey, you are my best friend and I do worry about you Mione.'
'Would you please stop calling me Mione I hate it.' she pleaded.
'But we have always called you…'
'Yea and I keep telling you two to stop. You did for a while but then Ron... continues too.'
'Fine, I will call you… Miya?'
'Um… Miya? … You can do that.' She smiled. 'Thank you, I just hate it when Ron calls me Mione, it always comes out as a whine Mi..o..neeee. I hate it and he won't listen to me.' she stomped her foot, as she started to feel… nauseous and itchy. 'Well, I need to go so see you tonight? Chinese?' Harry nodded and got up and kissed her cheek.
'Yup, want your usual?' she nodded as he left her office.
~o~
'Ok let me give you a scan.' as the nurse laid Hermione back on the table. 'Ok, nothing major worth noting… just some basic hives. Do you know what you are allergic to?'
'Um, nothing that I know of.'
'Ok let's see if this can tell me.' as her wand waved over Hermione. 'That's strange… not showing a thing, no flowers, chemicals, food or animal. I guess why you are here to get this figured out, the doctor will be in in a minute. I will give him all of this to look at.' as she held up some papers. 'Be back in a few minutes dearie.' as she left the room. There was a knock on the door as it opened, and the doctor walked in.
'Good morning, Ms… Granger?' as he looked up. 'Hey how are you doing?
'Draco… you became a healer?'
'Um yea, I did. Figured I needed to do some good. I specialize in mystery illnesses, like yours. No known allergies but hives, headaches and nausea.' as she nodded. 'Ok let's get started. Can you answer these for me?' she nodded.
'When do these symptoms present themselves?' Draco asked.
'Well, normally they just pop up, normally I start to feel icky after work, like yesterday I started to feel sick when Ron started in on the days plans.' She thought back. 'And then when they came home with a plate full of food that normally I would love but for some reason it turned my stomach.'
'Did you feel better at any time during the day?'
'Well yea, after they left, the nausea went away and the itching calmed down.'
'Ok, so after work and weekends? Any other that you can think of?' she shook her head. 'Are you and Ron living together or still… dating?'
'Merlins no, he keeps asking but… it would never work out.' as she absently scratched her arm. 'And he stays a few nights a week with us at Grimmauld Place.'
'Us?'
'I live with Harry.'
'Ok,' as he wrote on his note pad. 'And the food who cooked it?'
'Molly his mother, she keeps hoping we will get married.' She grinned as she tried to hide a burb.
'Do you like her?'
'Of course, she has been like a mother to me.' she scratched her arm again.
'Hermione, can I try something? I want to give you some Veritaserum and ask you a few questions, I don't think you are being truthful about your true feelings about the Weasleys.'
'But I care for them but if you think it will help then ok.' she huffed, as the nurse brought the small vial over.
'Bottoms up dearie.'
'Ok, Hermione. Let's start with… What is your nick name?'
'Well, it depends on who it is… you called me mudblood. Harry now calls me Miya.'
'Now?'
'Yes, he would follow Ron's choice of Mione and you know what? I didn't hate it at first but then… I hate it now… Mi...o...neee he just whines it out. He ruined it.' she rubbed her arm.
'Ok so I can't call you Mione. What other names?'
'Well, some still use the golden girl or the know it all.'
'Ok, how about Harry?'
'He is my best friend, I love him.' Draco's eyebrow shot up. ' … like a brother.' She grinned.
'Is he still dating Ginny?'
'Not really… the cow… is just in it for the fame and money.'
'How do you know?'
'She has hinted to the fact she will be made as soon as she's married to Harry.'
'Ok, how about …' he asked about most of the Weasley family, getting a good response for Bill, Charlie, George and Arthur. Percy earned himself a prat title. 'Molly?'
'Oh, don't get me started. Do you know she has Ginny and Harry, Ron and mine weddings already planned? Yup planned… Ginny has a dress already. It's hanging in the corner of her bedroom. She has about six pictures for me to choose from. She picked them I only get to choose my favorite from them. She is a controlling cow. No wonder Bill, Charlie and George ran as soon as they could, they are the only normal ones of the whole lot of them. Arthur tried to keep her reined in, but I think he's tired of trying anymore.' Tears fell down her cheeks. 'I feel sorry for him.'
'Yea, it sounds like life is ruff for him… How about Ron?'
'That… ignorant, lazy, self-centered git.' as she scratched her arm. 'Did you know he left us during the hunt for horcruxes?' Draco shook his head. 'Yea, it wasn't up to his liking and not moving fast enough and when he returned, he didn't even bring food back with him and that is all he complained about when he was with us… No food, I'm starving.' She did her best Ron impression.
'He let you two down?'
'Yes, he did, too busy thinking about himself.' as she scratched more.
'Does he think of others? Like you do?'
'No, He just wants me to cook, clean and pop out babies. I'm not ready for that… I want a career, I want to enjoy life first and then maybe have a child, I spent my childhood trying to get him through school and then fighting a war. I'm not sure I want to…have children… is that bad?'
'No, but if you find the right guy who will promise to help you might change your mind about children.'
'Do you think?'
'Yea I do, but back to the here and now… The Veritaserum should be wearing off by now.' Hermione nodded. 'I think you are allergic to the Weasley's… Headaches, itching and nausea when plans are made to be with them. You don't want to let them go … or they won't let you go.'
'Yea, it is, and I didn't realize I was holding so much contempt for them.'
'It is probably because you think of them as family but Hermione sometimes you have to let the toxic go. It does you no good.' as he motioned to her arm, which was now red. 'Maybe if you can get Harry on board. Lock the floo to them and spend some time … with new friends? See if the headaches, itching and nausea go away.'
'But how do we get away from them?'
'Well, I could let you two use one of my vacation homes? The one on a Caribbean Island?' He grinned. 'I could invite a friend to keep Potter occupied while I get to know you better?'
'Really?' she sounded surprised.
'Or I could put you two in quarantine for a few weeks, no visitors but your doctor and his assistant?'
'Really Draco ... trying to get a date out of this?'
'Hey, can't blame me for trying, you are a beautiful, sexy witch. I would be stupid not to at least try.'
'And who would this assistant be?' his head popped up in surprise.
'Um, Pansy? I think her and Pot… Harry would hit it off.'
'But wasn't she the one to try and turn him in?' Hermione huffed.
'Yea... she might have mentioned it… but she has changed. She gets her own fame with her clothesline, and she has her own money.'
'And how are we to explain you two when we get back?'
'Well, that we just happened to cross paths while on vacation.'
'Are you going to be ready for another war? When they hear of our new relationships? Ginny… no all three will lose their shite when I come back on your arm and Pansy on Harry's.'
'Let them, let them see how happy the two of you are without them. You might lose Bill, Charlie and George... but you will be happier?'
'We won't lose them. They have brains and will see that we are happier. And you're going to be able to become friends with George?'
'The red-headed menace? For a chance to date you… yes.'
'Well then I might just consider my options and I will have to discuss this with Harry?'
'Of course, I would expect anything less from you.'
~o~
'Hey Harry, how was your day?'
'Fine what are you trying to hide?' He scowled. 'Your doctor's appointment... Are you ok?'
'Yes, I'm fine. I'm allergic to…'
'Oh, merlins Miya, what do we have to get rid of?' Harry said as he looked around the room. 'I'll throw it out as long as you feel better.'
'Well… it's Ron, Ginny and Molly.'
'What? How?'
'All of the stress is causing me to get sick. Ginny using you, Molly planning our weddings and Ron being Ron.' She grabbed Harry's hands. 'I can't handle the ….'
'Stupidity?' Hermione nodded. 'Yea, there are days I want to just scream too. So how do we do this?'
'Oh, Harry you don't have to do it too… I have been offered either a quarantine to see if absents makes the ailments go away or a trip to a Caribbean Island.'
'Oh, can I come too?' Harry looked up hopefully. 'I'm getting really tried of Ginny's crap and I think she is cheating on me.'
'Oh Harry, the doctor suggested that he comes along to observe my recovery and bring his assent to help record the results.'
'And who might that be?' Harry looked confused.
'Um, Draco and Pansy. Draco seems to think Pansy would be a good match for you.'
'Really Pansy?' Harry made a face, as Hermione told him what had been said. 'Well… If we don't hit it off. I guess I get a free vacation out of this….' Harry smiled.
'Really you want to go?'
'Hermione I can't let you continue to suffer. And if Molly was to rope me into marrying Ginny you would still come around to see me? And I can't let this go on if we have a cure. So yes, I'm cutting ties with them.' as Hermione interrupted him.
'But?'
'But what? Your health is more important to me than their friendship and really is it a friendship if you leave your friends and come back empty handed?'
'Well then I guess I need to let Draco know we are going on vacation and then go pack.' as she hugged Harry. 'And I think it would be best to lock this house up tight, when Ginny finds out you've moved on, she will…'
'Yea, let me go lock the floo now.' As Hermione called for Harry's owl Max, she tied the note to his leg, and sent him off. 'Hey, want to be my secret keeper?' she cocked her head. 'That way no one can come in while we are gone.'
'Oh yea.' as they changed the wards.
'Can we eat now? Harry asked, they talked about his suspicions of Ginny's cheating, as they ate dinner. Just as they finished Max returned.
Hey Miya,
Glad you are taking your doctor's advice. I have rescheduled my appointments so we can leave Wednesday morning. Can you be ready? Pansy is excited to have a new model (Harry) she has a new nightwear collection.
Draco.
p.s. Does Harry need a doctor excuse?
Hermione read out loud as a second piece of paper fell.
To whom it may concern,
Due to medical issues Miss. Hermione Granger will need some time off. She will be under doctor's care and will be released to go back to work when her issues have been resolved.
D. Malfoy, Healer in Charge of Mystery Illness.
'Well by this we leave Wednesday morning. So, can you get off or do you need a doctor's excuse too? Draco offered to write you one.' Harry grinned and shook his head.
'Like I need a reason, I really don't need to work so they can fire me if they want.'
'Harry,' she whined.
'What? I became an auror on Ron's request, I'm tired of cleaning up other peoples' messes. So, I will go pack and then tomorrow I'm turning in my papers.'
'Well, I still like my job so I will turn in a doctor's note so I can go back when we return.'
'You know if you and Draco…' as his eyebrow wiggled. 'You won't have to work. He will support you or hire you over at Malfoy Industries.'
'Now I don't want to get my hopes up to high, it might not work out between us.' she frowned a little.
'Well then, I will support you, you can be my…. Personal Assistant, that's it ... my PA. As a model I will need someone to bring me my water.' He grinned. His grin fell as Pigwidgon flew into the room with a howler.
Harry
Why is the floo locked? And why can't find Grimmauld Place?
What in merlins going on?
Ron and Ginny'Gee was that really necessary?' Hermione shrieked.
'Um so how do we answer this?' Harry asked.
'Well… we are having… medical issues and need to quarantine?' she shrugged.' Well Draco did say he would if we needed to.'
'Yea, we can go with that.' as he quickly scribbled out a note and sent Pig on his way. Pig returned sometime later, with a second howler.
Harry
Are you ok? What did she give you? Let me in and I will come take care of you.
Love, Ginny
'Great she wants to come take care of me.' Harry grimaced.
'No, she just wants to take care of your money.' Hermione grinned, as Harry penned another note stating they were ok and just need some time to get over what they had. He apologized to Pig for having to listen to the howlers.
'Oh, Pig no more letters tonight, ok?' as the little owl hooted in happiness and left.
~o~
'Well get everything taken care of?' Hermione asked as she brought her bags down and placed them beside the front door for an early morning departure.
'Yes, turned my papers in, I am now unemployed.' Harry grinned.
'Well Draco sent a note saying we need to go watch the sunset, closing this chapter of our lives. So, park or roof?'
'Roof.' As he grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs.
~o~
'Ready to have a fresh start?' Harry nodded, as he touched the invitation. They disapparated to a beach front property.
'Welcome, a new chapter starts today.' Draco said as he opened the door. 'Come in.'
'Oi, bloody 'ell, what is with all of this noise?' Pansy threw open the door, dressed in a small lacy teddy. Harry's eyes went up and down the long legs, nice full globes of her bum, nice curves, and large round breasts. 'What Potter like what you see?'
'Yes, sorry I shouldn't be staring.' as he grinned at being caught staring.
'Are you sure?' as she looked at his crotch. Could have fooled me.' She looked disappointed she wasn't stirring up anything. He looked down to un-tented pants.
'Um, Normally I would have a raging hard on for this.' as he nodded to his view. 'But the potion I was on, stops…'
'Excuse me?' Pansy asked.
'A story for later.' Draco said. 'We have things to do, follow me please.' as he walked out to the porch. They took their seats, facing out from the house. 'You two are starting a new chapter… a Weasley free chapter. From here on out is a new adventure. Let's watch the new come in.' as he snapped his fingers the lights and music went out. All they could see in the moonlight, a sky full of stars. The sound of the sea water lapping on the beach, the growing pink on the horizon. The birds had just started their morning song, inviting the new day in.
'That was refreshing.' Hermione stretched to get the fresh island smells into her lungs. 'Thank you, Draco this place is beautiful.' as she surveyed her surroundings.
'Well, hopefully over the next month we will get you healed physically and mentally. How are you, Harry? Have you been feeling the …?'
'Contempt? Actually yea, after talking with Hermione Monday night. I realized I have been affected too. So, thank you for extending the invite.'
Can I run a quick scan?' Harry nodded and Draco proceeded. 'Um, a potion to … saltpeter potion?' Harry nodded again. 'Why?'
'Well, Ginny… has been wanting to get married and pregnant here lately. And I'm not ready yet and not with her.' He looked to the horizon. 'About two weeks ago she was on a rant about her clock ticking. So, I found this old potion called saltpeter and started taking it…. and good thing I did last Saturday she tried to get me drunk. Boy, was she mad when …' he looked to his crotch. 'Didn't… rise to the occasion. She man handled it, sucked it until she was blue. She finally gave up after I rolled over. I heard the door slam shut. I remember waking up to her sleeping next to me smelling of booze and sex.' He rubbed his face. 'She had the audacity to complement my actions from the previous night. Thinking I was too drunk to remember not having sex.'
'Oh Harry, I'm so sorry she is trying to trap you. Molly would demand Harry marry her if she had gotten pregnant.' Hermione started to cry.
'Hey, all I can say is thank you Draco for giving me this opportunity to start new.' as he stood and pulled Hermione up next to him. 'And I have you in my future and I am happier than I have been in ages, and this is only the first day.' As he pulled Hermione into a hug and kissed her forehead, Hermione did notice the frown on Pansy's face.
'And now we have a new future, with my brother, free from that hag of a family and new friends.' as she reached for Pansy and Draco's hands. 'If they will have us?'
'Yes, we can and will be there for you two.' Pansy smiled at Hermione's proclamation of her place in Harry's life.
'So, what's your story?' Pansy tried to sound harsh.
'Ron is a lazy git, expects me… and his mum to cook and clean for him. Couldn't even handle being an auror or even good enough for the Chudley Cannons. And he too was ready for me to start dropping babies.' She frowned. 'I want to … have a life, enjoy a date or two… Well enough of this we are starting anew. I'm getting hungry, you cooking Harry?'
'Yup, that's my que. Pansy want to show me the kitchen? Do you even know where it is?' holding his hands up in surrender as Draco and Hermione giggled. 'Lead on my fine lady.' as he helped her up.
'Hey Draco, thank you again for this… for letting Harry come too. I didn't realize what she was up to.'
'No problem, Pans needed a new model. Hey, come on let's go see what Potter cooked.' He wrinkled his nose as they walked into the kitchen to find Pansy sitting on the counter next to Harry. 'Wow, She's never in the kitchen… it's taboo.' Draco grinned. 'Um this smells good, what is it as Harry floated four plates to the table.
'Strawberry and cream crepes.' Harry said with a smile, as they all dug in, to receive groans of delight.
'Oh, merlins this is good.' Pansy gushed.
'Yes, very good Pot… Harry.' Draco smiled. 'Where did you learn to cook like this?'
'Um, grew up cooking for my aunt and uncle. And then during school I would go down to the school kitchen when I couldn't sleep. I wanted to go to cooking school, but Ginny thought that was a stupid idea. She wanted me to go into the auror program with Ron. And we've all seen how he handles stress… by running away.' Harry grimaced. 'I think now that I'm free to do as I please, I might just go back to school.'
'Harry, can you teach my elf to make these?' Pansy asked.
'No,' Pansy looked hurt, being denied was not normal for her. 'But I can teach you.' He grinned at getting to spend time with her.
'Well only because I like them so much.' She smiled. 'And this.' motioning to his body. 'Better be worth my time to design for.' She tried again to sound snarky.
'Well let's get these dishes done.' as Hermione got up.
'What are you doing? We do have elves for that.' Pansy snarked this time.
'It has always been a rule that if he cooks, I do dishes and vice a versa if I cook, time to enjoy time with… a loved one.'
'Oh,' Pansy blushed. 'Well, I guess I can help him today?'
'Oh, Pansy go inspect your muse and Draco can help me.' Hermione smiled.
'Oi, volunteer me to do menial work?' Draco looked put out.
'Ok then just stand there and criticize me on how awful I am at it.' she started to giggle.
'Pansy, did I tell you I like this.' As Harry motioned to her skimpy shear robe, he blushed.
'Well then I guess I need to show you some of the others?' Pansy pulled him from the room.
'Well with them out of the room. Can I take you on a date?'
'Where? We are on a private island are we not?'
'Yes, we are but, right over there.' Pointing to the horizon 'Is the main island and we can go over and have a wonderful day walking the streets shopping and then if you let me… a stroll on the beach, dinner by candlelight and maybe a dance or two?'
'I might like that… a real date.'
~o~
'Hey, Draco where can I get some fresh fish?' Harry asked later that day.
'Over on the main island, I was just telling Miya here about a day trip, you two want to join us?'
'Well, we can apparate over with you and then we can find our own way back.' Pansy grinned. 'I want to shop for some local inspiration and fabrics.'
'Fine leave at four?' getting nods from all.
~o~
'Do we have to go home?' Hermione asked as everyone enjoyed their last meal on the island. 'I've had a wonderful few weeks, spending time with my brother, new friends and a new future.' as she looked at Draco.
'Well Miya we can come back anytime you want.' Draco smiled, as they reminisced on the last few weeks. The shopping sprees Pansy and Hermione went on, as friends. The races Harry and Draco had to catch the snitch, they had been about even on the scores. Friendly card games, the jovial banter among the four of them brought smiles. 'To the new friends,' Draco raised his glass, motioned to Harry 'lovers,' as his glass went to Hermione. 'And to the new future for all of us.' They all raised their glasses, the tinkle of glass was heard.
~o~
'Well, here we are.' as they apparated to the street in front of Grimmauld Place. Hermione handed them each a piece of paper, as soon as they were done, the papers caught fire.
'Oh, so you are the secret keeper?' Draco whispered, as Hermione nodded.
'Welcome.' as Harry opened the front door for them. 'I will add both of you to the floo so visit anytime.' as he smiled at Pansy.
'So, Pans when will be seeing the new line of men's night wear?' Hermione asked.
'Well with all the stuff we bought... I should have the first of it in a week's time. Hey, let's run over to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor and get some ice cream?' They dropped their bags and floo'd to Diagon Alley. Harry went in to order as Hermione, Pansy and Draco found a seat outside.
'Well, there you are. No note? Not a word on how you're doing. Where is Harry? Is he ok?' as her voice rose.
'Ginny, calm down. Harry is fine, we only just got back.' Hermione was trying to calm Ginny down.
'What and met up with these two… death eaters?' Ginny snarled. She looked up to spot Harry returning with a tray floating in front of him. "Where have you been?' Her voice could rival Molly's.
'In quarantine.' Harry snarled.
'You couldn't be bothered to visit me? I am your girlfriend.'
'Um, no you are not. I have never asked you on a date or asked you to be…'
'What? I'm not your girlfriend? So, what am I?'
'A friend.'
'A friend?' Ginny snarled as Ron rounded the corner.
'It's about time you got home, Mione. I've missed you. Why are you sitting with them?' He snarled.
'Well, I am her friend, and I am dating Harry… and he.' pointing to Draco. 'Is dating our dear sweet Hermione. He is treating her with the upmost respect that you never did. So, move on weasel your services as court jester are no longer needed.' Pansy curtsied to him and smiled.
'You… you are lying. Hermione would never date him, and Harry would never date you.' Ron huffed.
'Well, we are.' They said in unison, as they stood next to their partners.
'Ok jokes up Mi...o...nee come home with us.' Ron pleaded. 'Were you even sick?' he snarled.
'Yes, we were, we had allergies.'
'To what?' Ginny and Ron said in unison.
'You two.' Harry and Hermione responded.
'What?' Ron snarled.
'Well, all of the stress you put on me was making me sick, remember?' Hermione snarled. 'And to think a month away from you and your family I was doing so well and now the nausea is starting back up as she spun around to retch in the nearest trash can.
'Well as her doctor and someone who really cares about her, we need to leave. Harry, can you pack those to travel?' as he nodded and they apparated back to Grimmauld Place.
'So does this mean our outings will be curtailed?' Draco snarled.
'No, just have to keep a close eye for the red heads in the crowd. No one else seemed to care.'
~o~
'Hey there you are.' As Ginny came out of the joke shop with Ron in tow. All four caught sight of Ginny's swollen belly. 'We need to talk.'
'About?' Harry asked.
'You knocking my sister up and then leaving her.' Ron bellowed.
'Um Ginny we have never slept together.' Harry snarled back.
'Yes, we did the Saturday before you went into…' Ginny whined.
'Um, no we didn't… I rolled over and went to sleep and you left and then you came back in the wee hours of the morning smelling of booze and sex… neither was because of me.'
'Are you calling her a liar?' Ron bellowed, as Harry tried to turn and leave.
'Oi, you never answered me are you calling my sister a liar?' Ron roared.
'Well, all I can say is I did not have sex with anyone until five months ago, and that was with Pansy. So, if she is saying I had sex with her… then she is lying.'
'My sister wouldn't lie.' Ron snarled.
'Well then how big am I?' Harry paused, waiting for an answer. 'She doesn't know because I couldn't get hard for her.'
'You…you.' Ron snarled, Harry caught movement in the corner of his eye as he turned. He ducked Ron's fist. Pansy swished her wand and Ron was hanging by his ankle.
'You will not attack him when his back turned, you low life piece of pond scum.' Pansy snarled. 'I was his first. And I do know how big he is. So, if you don't believe him then let's go get some Veritaserum. For the both of them… let's see who she fucked and is the father of her baby.' Pansy snarled in his face which was hanging at her eye level.
'Let him down we need to get out of here.' as she looked around to the growing crowd. She helped collect their stuff and they apparated back to the house.
'I'm sorry Hermione I just couldn't let him…'
'I know Pansy, I'm just jealous it wasn't me that did it.' Hermione giggled.
~o~
'So, Potter getting married this weekend,' George said as he sat next to Hermione at the café table.
'Um, what?' Harry almost spit his drink across the table.
'Yours and Ginny's…'
'Not me.' he growled.
'And why not you got her knocked up so you should be doing her right.' George growled back.
'Did Ron not tell you I am not the father? We have already had that discussion?'
'Um, no... Ginny said you told her to just plan it and you would show up. Well then you better tell mum as she has everything planned.'
'I'm not saying a thing Ginny got herself in this mess and she can get herself out of it.' as they told George the story.
'Oh, so do you know who the father is yet?'
'Nope and not my problem.' Harry shrugged.
'Oh, crap here they come.' as George slouched in the chair at the sight of his mother and Ginny rounding the corner.
'There you are… I need you to get your robes. We need to get this done before these babies get here.' Molly hissed at Harry.
'Babies?' Hermione asked.
'Yes, well look at her size doesn't take a healer to see that.' Molly snarked, Harry stood up.
'Can we go over to your apartment I don't think your mum want me to hand out Ginny's dirty laundry out here.' stormed across the street, with all in tow. 'I don't know what your daughter told you, but I am not the father. ' Harry snarled in Molly's face as the door slammed shut.
'Yes, you are. You got her pregnant just before you took up with this.' as she looked up and down Pansy. 'Tramp.'
'I took a potion to stop it from getting hard. I could not have sex with her as it wasn't hard enough to jam up her twat. She lied to you.' Molly spun around to look at Ginny. 'She tried to get me drunk, manhandled and sucked her hardest but nothing happened. Draco, did I still have potion in me when we went into quarantine?' Draco nodded. 'Pansy how long after I got there did finally get a hard on?'
'Three weeks and not from the lack of trying.' Pansy huffed.
'So, she.' motioning to Ginny. 'Went elsewhere to get knocked up.' as Harry turned to stare at Ginny. 'So, who did you fuck?' And don't lie. George do you still have the Tell No Lie juice?'
'Yea I do.' as he summoned a small vial.
'Fine, when you passed out, I went to the Three Broomsticks and found Blaise Zabini.'
'You fuck him?' Ron shrieked.
'Anyone else?' Harry asked.
'Well, Cormac McLaggen found me dancing and then…' Ron huffed behind her.
'Is that it?'
'Greggory Goyle.' She whispered.
'Three boys? How could you?' Molly shrieked.
'So, now that we have all heard… I am not the father.' Harry snarled.
'Oh,' as Ginny doubled over in pain.
'I think with all of this stress it might have started contractions, let's get her to St Mungo's.' Hermione spoke as she turned Ginny to the floo. Draco whispered something into Pansy's ear as they waited their turn for the floo.
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They all sat behind the curtain as Ginny screamed her contractions. Pansy led the three possibilities into the room.
'Here we go number one, a girl.' as the baby was passed to the closest nurse. 'Push… number two a girl.' As she too was passed off. 'Push again honey almost done.' as they heard Ginny scream again. 'A boy.' Was exclaimed from behind the curtain. 'Push… and another boy. Well dear, I think you are done. Let's do some paternity tests?' as she motioned for the men to come over. Harry put his hand over each of the babies to prove his story. 'So, you are not the father.' The nurse proclaimed, and Harry smugly smiled at Molly. 'Next?' as she pulled Blaise over. 'The girl is yours.' As she pulled Cormac's hand over 'This girl is yours.' And these two boys are yours.' pointing to Greg.
'Ginny Weasley how could you? Did you take a fertility potion? You were trying to rope Harry into marriage?' Hermione screeched, as the three new fathers looked around the room.
'Sorry Blaise, but how in merlins could you pass her off as mine?' pointing to the chocolate skinned baby. Harry snarled.
'But Harry, I love you.' Ginny cried.
'If you loved him, you wouldn't have cheated on him.' Pansy snarled.
'Well ladies and gentlemen we.' motioning to the four of them. 'Are no longer needed here. Ginny, Blaise, Cormac and Greg all need to talk and see how to proceed. Whether you live together to raise these beautiful babies or some of you just pay child support?' Draco looked at the four babies all bundled up in the bassinette beside Ginny's bed. 'Goodbye.' as he turned to escorted Hermione out of the room to be followed by Harry and Pansy.
'And Ginny… you now have four very beautiful babies, and three hopefully well providing fathers. Good luck and goodbye.' as he turned and pulled Pansy's hand into the crook of his arm. 'Ready honey?'
'Yes, please. Can we wait a few years before we try?'
'Yes ma'am, I was thinking … five years? After we have had time to travel the world.' Pansy looked over her shoulder to grin at Ginny, who had tears streaking down her cheeks. They heard as they left the room.
'I'm not ready to be a father.' Greg whined.
'Me neither.' They could hear Cormac.
'My girlfriend is going to kill me.' Blaise confessed.