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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. OCs are mine. I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 16:

Hermione sat on the hard hospital chair and gripped Draco's hand, her feet twitching nervously, waiting for her turn to see the gynecologist. She was nervous, her mind was racing, and she didn't know what to really think; what if it was what she was thinking? What would happen to her? She knew who would baby's father be, but it still made her nervous to just think about it. What would he say if he knew that she was-

"Hermione Granger?" called a voice from the receptionist center.

"Come on," murmured Draco and both of them walked slowly towards the doctor's office door, accompanied with a young nurse.

"Doctor Cole, Hermione Granger is here to see you," said the nurse and opened up the door further enough for Hermione and Draco to slip in.

"Thank you, Liza," said Doctor Cole, then she indicated for Hermione and Draco to sit, "Have a seat."

The both of them sat and looked at the Doctor, Hermione twitched nervously. She cleared her throat, and said, "Doctor Cole, I don't know if you'll remember me, but I'm Hermione Granger, I used to come to you…"

Recognition and understanding passed through Cole's eyes and she smiled brightly, "Oh God, Hermione! You've changed so much! How are you? Where have you been?" she quickly looked at Draco then back at Hermione.

"I'm doing just fine, I'm…" she blew out a breath and relaxed a bit more, "I came here today, because I think that I might be…p-pregnant."

Cole's eyebrows flew up, "What?" she again looked at Draco, who was now clutching Hermione's hand harder than before, running his thumb on her knuckles.

"I think that I might be pregnant. I'm late from my period, and I have this morning sickness every day…" she trailed off and looked down at the floor. When she spoke her voice was quivering a bit, "Do you remember telling me that I might get pregnant and the chances were very slim?"

"Yes," Cole nodded and cleared her throat, before saying, "Only three percent."

Hermione nodded and turned and looked up at the Doctor's face, "I think that I used that three percent of chance and…" she finished helplessly. Draco tightened his hand on hers.

They sat in silence, as Hermione tried to gain her breathing back to normal. After a moment, Cole cleared her throat again and shuffled with some papers on her desk, seeking out a clear sheet of paper and while writing on it, said, "Give this pass to the nurse outside and she'll take you to get blood test from you, then go to ECG, we need to see what's happening inside you." She wrote something on the paper more and held it out. Hermione was frozen she couldn't will her to move her hand, so Draco took the pass and nudged Hermione to stand up.

Draco half supported Hermione to get to her destinations, and he was a nervous wreck himself, but Hermione kept telling him how thankful she was that it was him with her, because both of them knew how Harry would react. He would freak and start bumbling away incoherently. Hermione smiled weakly at Draco as he sighed in relief when she came out of the laboratory. He was never fond of seeing blood. They walked down the corridor towards the ECG room, and Hermione walked inside, closing the door after her, leaving Draco to stand beside the door. He pulled out his phone and ringed Harry.

"Hello?" when he heard Harry's voice he instantly felt better.

"Hey," he replied with a sigh.

"You alright?"

"I'm fine, Hermione's at ECG," said Draco and swallowed when he heard Harry's small intake of the breath.

"Is she ok?" his voice was worried.

"I think so…it's just small tests that she's in now. Doctor Cole told her to go and do these things, maybe it's the part of checking if she's, you know…pregnant or not," Draco still haven't got a clue with these Muggle tests, but he was learning…slowly.

"I think so…" Draco could picture Harry running his hand in his hair, making it look even messier then it already was. "Draco," he asked hesitantly, "do you think Hermione's alright? I mean…you know, do you think she's pregnant or something?"

Draco sighed and leaned across the wall, closing his eyes, "I really don't know, babe. But if she is…" he blew out a breath and continued, "If she is, then I'd want to keep an eye on her."

"Yes…I'd want her to live with us, so we can keep an eye on her, yes," said Harry, then after a minute he said, "But I don't think she'll allow us…"

Draco smiled and lightly chuckled, "Yeah, she'll put up a fight…" Harry laughed with him.

"I miss you, when are you going to get home?"

"In a bit, Hermione's still got to talk to her doctor…about something," said Draco, and at that moment Hermione walked out of the room, pulling her coat on.

"Ok, love and kiss you," said Harry and made a smooching sound, Draco smiled and laughed at Harry's childishness, his heart warming up at the gesture.

"Love you too, bye," Draco hung up and helped Hermione to get into her coat.

"Thanks," she smiled up at Draco, "Who was that?"

"Harry," said Draco and they started to walk towards Doctor Cole's office, "He is worried…maybe much more then I am."

"Nonsense," Hermione bristled and frowned, "you don't need to worry. Maybe I'm not pregnant and it's just some kind of a women problem…" Draco didn't comment, but only nodded.

"Oh, you've finished," Cole said as they walked in and sat opposite her from her desk, and nodded. "Good, now I need to check your blood pressure."

"Sure," Hermione took off coat, and then shoved up the sleeve of her left arm, making room for the machine.

After two minutes, Cole nodded, and took off the machine, smiling at Hermione. She wrote something on the paper, and said, "Your blood pressure is stable, which is good. Your final results will be ready by tomorrow; we will send a letter to your home. It will be easier that way."

Hermione nodded and stood up, Draco following suit, helping her once again, to pull on her coat. "Thank you, Doctor Cole," she said and walked out of the office. Draco politely nodded and followed Hermione out of the office.

"I need to go and visit my parents, would you…?" Draco heard the unspoken question, and he quickly nodded and placed his arm on her shoulder walking her towards the exit.

They were worst then Hermione remembered. They looked tired, and thin, the hospital's white gown making them look even paler then they were. Hermione slowly walked towards them; they were supposed to be playing chess, again, the psychologist once said that the game of chess would help them to get their focus back, at least, but Hermione haven't seen any improvements at all. She sat beside them and took their hands in hers; which were cold. Hermione rubbed her other hand on them, trying to get some heat back, or to get their attention, but nothing happened, they stayed the way as they were before; immobile.

Hermione didn't speak to them; she knew that it was fruitless. So she sat there and just…held their hands, until her heart would stop the erratic and anxious beating. She swallowed hard, and kissed their hands, placing them on the table she stood up on shaky legs and walked towards Draco who was watching her with an anxious face.

"He came here," a voice said behind Hermione and she stopped on mid-step. Her breath left her in one swift-whoosh and she turned back looking at her mother's face.

"What?" she asked weakly, her voice breathless.

"He came here," repeated her mum, her voice dull and numb, expressionless. "Remus."

"Rem…c-came…here?" stuttered out Hermione, and she felt her knees go weak. If it wasn't for Draco, she would've collapsed on the floor. Draco helped her on the chair, and peered at Hermione's face.

"Are you ok?" asked Draco, his voice as anxious as he looked.

Hermione ignored his question and looked at her mum, "What did he do?" asked Hermione weakly, praying to all Gods above for her mum to speak again.

"He just sat there and talked to us, said he was sorry for hurting our daughter," Hermione closed her eyes as she heard her mum speak, "I don't even know who my daughter is, I mean, I never had one. Did you know that I had a daughter?" her mum asked abruptly and looked at Hermione, with numb eyes, "And who are you again?"

Hermione stifled a sob by biting on it, hard. "Hermione," she heard Draco's voice, but couldn't respond to him; she even couldn't make her lips move. "Come on, I'll get you home, you've had enough."

"And who are you?" asked her mum turning around to look at Draco, "Who are you, the both of you? Where am I?"

"Mum," Hermione pleaded and got to her knees taking her mum's hand in hers. "Mum, please. Please, tell me you remember me! Mum I'm your Hermione. Yours! Mum."

"Hermione, come on," Draco's voice was tense and thick now, like he was holding back his tears, which would've spilled if he wasn't that proud. He took Hermione's elbows and heaved her up to stand. She was crying uncontrollably now.

"Mummy, please," she whispered for the last time, as the doctors rushed into the room, and chucked them out of the playroom, shutting the door after them, but not before Hermione heard her mother's piercing screams.

"Hermione, please, you have to calm down. You know you can't stress out so much," pleaded Draco, as they sat in the backseat of the taxi, rubbing her arm comfortably and hugging her close to his side.

"D-did you see her f-face?" hiccupped Hermione, and let out a loud sob.

"Could you please drive faster?" Draco growled at the driver; who promptly nodded his head and pushed on the gas with a bit more force. "Thank you," Draco turned back to Hermione, who was crying like mad now. "Hermione, please calm down. It's really not good for you," murmured Draco, his own emotions choking him, "You might be pregnant."

The only reply he got was a heart-wrenching hiccup. Draco didn't say anything, but continued to comfort her.

At the long last they arrived to Draco and Harry's building. Draco helped Hermione out of the car; she was now silent, and couldn't stand on her two feet. So Draco did the only thing he could; he heaved her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs towards their apartment, cradling her to his chest like a small child. She mumbled something, and settled her face in the crook of Draco's neck. He rubbed his cheek on her head and kicked open the door. Harry leaped to his feet as he saw his love carrying somewhat unconscious Hermione into the living room.

"What happened?" he asked breathlessly and hovered over Hermione's head.

"Just a small panic attack on the way home from hospital," when Harry looked alarmingly at Draco, he explained, "we went to see her parents after seeing Hermione's doctor. Her mum spoke," he heard Harry's small intake of the breath, and nodded, "Yes, I was shocked too. Anyway she said that Remus visited her, and told her that he was sorry that he had hurt her daughter and all that shit." Draco grimaced as Hermione sniffed and tightened her hold on him. "Stupid of him to do so, if you ask me," mumbled Draco, tightening his hold on her.

"We better put her in bed," murmured Harry and walked towards the spare room that they had for Hermione. Draco followed him silently; he knew how Harry felt for Remus and Hermione's mishap relationship. Remus was his father's best friend, and he was like his favorite uncle, but Hermione was his best friend, and it hurt him that he knew how they fell apart. He only wanted for Hermione to be happy, that's why he supported their relationship, but now that they broke up…

Draco placed Hermione on the bed, and took off her coat; she was asleep now. Harry took off her boots and both of them then wrapped her in the soft coverlet of the bed, then they kissed her forehead and left the room silently. When the door closed Harry, all, but threw him on Draco and hugged him close. Kissing his neck and under his jaw, wherever he could reach. Draco just held him tight, giving a silent comfort to his love.

"It'll be ok," Draco murmured to Harry, who sniffled, "It'll be all fine, don't worry. She's tough, Hermione. She'll come around, don't worry."

"I can't help but worry about her Draco," said Harry huskily, burying his face in the crook of Draco's neck, kissing it softly. "I hate it when she's like this…I just…I don't even…" Harry trailed off and took a calming deep breathes. After a moment of silence, Harry's asked, "Did you see her hair?"

"Yes I did," replied Draco chuckling. "It suits her."

"mmm" said Harry and kissed his neck again. "Draco?" his voice was small now.

"Yes?"

"Do you think that Hermione might be pregnant?"

Draco frowned, and sighed, "I don't really know, but I hope she is. She deserves that happiness."

"Like we do," mumbled Harry.

"In a few months, we'll adopt her…" Draco said, smiling now, his heart beating with excitement. "We'll be good parents." He said confidently.

"Of course we will," Harry pulled back and smiled up at Draco. "She'll be the most spoiled girl in the world."

"She will," agreed Draco, and when he leaned in and kissed Harry's rosy lips; he felt light hearted and happy, because he was now standing at the place, where he always wanted to be.

The next morning the letter was waiting for Hermione at the kitchen of Draco and Harry's small kitchen. The both of them sat on the round table, looking at Hermione as she opened the letter with shaking hands. After few minutes of silence she smiled brightly. Her suspicious was confirmed. It was positive.

She was pregnant.
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