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Late Night Wandering	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 34930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Ok, I'm seriously on a roll now.. Three chapters in three days! But, this is a short chapter so it didn't take long to write. Thanks for reading and reviewing! Story will be wrapping up soon.
Wednesday Morning
By the time they left Dumbledore's office, classes were underway and they had missed the first half of first period. They headed back to Gryffindor tower, realizing there was no point in going to their first class so late. The three of them were physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted. They collapsed on the large sofa, staring into the fire, each lost in their own thoughts.
"Hermione, I know Malfoy is responsible for this. It makes the most sense." Ron said this in a low voice but a pleading tone, willing her to snap out of her denial where the blond ferret was concerned.
Hermione didn't become defensive, but just responded simply. "Dumbledore is on it now. He'll find out the truth." Hermione felt uneasy as she started to really think about that. She had no doubt he would do whatever was needed to protect Harry, but how far would he take that? Would he let someone else take the fall if he finds that Harry really is guilty? Is Draco going to be treated fairly by Dumbledore? The answer to her own question left her uneasy. He obliviated Ginny to keep the truth about Snape from getting out. How far would he go to protect Harry?
Suddenly, she was doubting herself for confiding in the old, powerful wizard. She sighed internally realizing there was nothing she could do about it now. She had already told him everything and had to hope Dumbledore would not only find out the truth, but see to it that the guilty party was punished, no matter who it was. The problem was, she really didn't believe either Harry or Draco would attack anyone. So, who was it then? Snape? Perhaps someone who had never entered her mind? Her head was really starting to pound as she thought about it.
Thirty minutes later Ron and Hermione walked into the potions classroom. Draco was looking at her and gave her a soft smile, holding out her chair for her. "Hi." He said.
"Hi," she responded, giving him a half smile.
He asked, "I was surprised I didn't see you in History of Magic this morning. Everything, ok?"
She hated lying to him, or keeping secrets, but she had no choice. "Yeah, just had a headache and didn't feel I could stand listening to Professor Binns droning on and on this morning." She rolled her eyes.
Draco gave her a surprised look. "Since when do you complain about a teacher?!" He smiled at her. "You sure you're ok?"
Hermione was tired and cranky and overwhelmed by everything happening, not the least of which was her boyfriend who might or might not have raped her. Her response was short and had a tone of irritation. "I'm fine, Draco."
Draco's face fell and he seemed to shrink beside her, making her feel guilty. She turned to him and took his hand. "I'm sorry. I just don't feel very well, that's all." She sighed, "I've got this headache and I'm tired and.." Then it hit her. It hit her hard and the room started to spin. She put her head in her hands.
Draco wrapped his arm around her. "Hey..seriously. You are not ok! Do you need to see Madam Pomfrey?"
She looked up, panic on her face. "Yeah, I think I do." He dashed up to Snape at his desk and whispered something before dashing back to her. He put her books she was just unpacking back into her bag, picked up her bag and took her hand, leading her out of the classroom.
Neither noticed the concerned look on Ron's face as he watched Hermione leave with the Slytherin. Ron was fed up. His best friend was accused of raping a witch and his other best friend was dating the actual rapist. Ron knew it was time he did something and his mind started to reel as he contemplated courses of action.
"Are you ok to walk?" Draco asked her, concern in his voice and etched on his face.
"Yes, Draco..I'm ok. It's ok." She replied, but Draco could tell by looking at her that she was far from ok. She looked very pale. He felt his own panic rising within himself at the thought that something could really be wrong with her.
He wrapped his arm around her and held her close as he walked her to the infirmary. She leaned in to him and he held her tight. She felt safe when he was protective of her like this. She could smell him and the scent gave her comfort.
Madam Pomfrey rushed up to her as soon as she and Draco came through the door. She was surprised to see Draco holding her so close. "Mr. Malfoy, I've got her. You can let go."
Draco dropped his arm, hesitantly. Hermione turned to him and smiled reassuringly at him. "I'm fine. I'll find you later, ok?"
He nodded and watched as Madam Pomfrey led Hermione to a cot and pulled the curtain.
"I was surprised you didn't show up for your concentration exercises this morning," the medi-witch said as she assisted Hermione onto the cot. It was not said in an accusatory way. It was more like she was thinking out loud and her tone was reassuring. "That's it. Lay back and tell me what's wrong. You haven't had another spell of confusion or loss of time have you?" Her voice now with an edge of panic.
Hermione had completely forgotten to come that morning with everything that had been going on. It was all to much and she couldn't help the tears that started streaming down her face.
Madam Pomfrey conjured a box of tissues and handed Hermione one. "Dear child, what's wrong?"
Hermione took the tissue and dabbed her eyes. She looked up into the kind face of the medi-witch. "I think...I think I might be..pregnant!"
Draco had not left, but had quietly sat in a chair in the corner. He inched the chair closer to the curtain, wanting to hear what was being said. He wasn't leaving until he knew for a fact she was ok. But, when he heard what Hermione said, panic bubbled up inside of him like a volcano about to erupt. He stood and quickly dashed out of the infirmary and quickly made his way through the castle and down to the dungeons.
He went to his dorm and collapsed on his bed. He forced himself to take deep breaths and willed himself to calm down. Calm down. She can't be pregnant! You were diligent and used the contraception charm every time. There's no way she's pregnant! But, then his mind started to explore other possibilities. Had his witch lied to him? Had she been sleeping with someone else? He found that very unlikely, considering he had just taken her virginity last month. But, maybe once she found out she wasn't a virgin, she slept with someone else? Willingly? He sat up on the side of the bed, anger overcoming him as he imagined her in the arms of another wizard. Who would she have fucked? Harry? Ron? Both of them? He slammed his fist onto the bed. That fucking slut!
Madam Pomfrey performed the diagnostic spell and then smiled at Hermione. "My dear. You are not pregnant." She sat down next to Hermione. "Stress my dear. Stress will cause periods to become irregular. And, potions can have side effects. If you were given a... Well, nevermind. You understand."
Hermione felt relief course through her like she had never felt. "I was so sure. It just hit me in class. I've been so tired and I've had a headache all day. And then...then I remembered that I hadn't had a period in almost 6 weeks!" She stared up at the ceiling and let out a slow breath of relief. "I was so sure!"
She turned and smiled at the medi-witch. "Thank you! Thank you, Madam Pomfrey. it feels good to finally get a piece of good news form you." Hermione smiled at her and the medi witch laughed.
"Yes, well..it feels good to give good news as well." She opened the curtain and then opened a wall mounted cabinet over the bed. "Now, about your headache. I'm going to give you a potion. It's more than a headache potion, it's also a mild sedative and has a little sleeping potion mixed in as well. I am sure you were up all night." Madam Pomfrey looked down at Hermione, knowingly.
Hermione swallowed. "You heard about Harry?"
Madam Pomfrey nodded and then shook her head. "It's all so terrible. He's such a fine young man. I just find it hard to believe he could do such a thing."
Hermione pulled herself up and sat on the side of the stretcher. "I don't think it was him."
Madam Pomfey shook her head in disagreement. "The witch was quite sure. I examined her and she was definitely attacked. She provided memories for the pensieve and the aurors confirmed it was him"
Hermione just shrugged. "or a polyjuiced version of him."
Madam Pomfrey shrugged back. "Yes, that's true. But that's quite terrifying as well. It means there is still a rapist in the castle."
Hermione nodded in agreement. "I always thought Hogwarts was the safest place in the world. Now, well...it doesn't quite feel that way anymore."
Madam Pomfrey called Dobby and the house elf appeared instantly. "Dobby, please take Hermione back to her dorm and make sure she takes the potion I gave her."
Dobby replied earnestly. "Dobby will do as the good medi-witch says and will help Harry Potter's friend who makes beautiful socks." He beamed at Hermione and Hermione noticed he was wearing a knitted hat she had made as well as two socks.
She smiled back at him. He took her hand and snapped. Suddenly they were in her dorm. Hermione's jaw hit the floor. "Dobby! How did you do that? No one is supposed to be able to apparate on Hogwarts grounds."
Dobby beamed up at her. "House elves is not following the same rules as wizards and witches. House elves is able to apparate where is needed."
He watched her for minute and then said, "Dobby will stay until young miss takes her potion as the good medi-witch instructed."
Hermione smiled at him and pulled the potion out of her pocket. She pulled the cork and poured the contents of the vial into her mouth. Dobby then bowed and snapped his finger, disappearing with a pop.
Hermione kicked off her shoes and climbed under the covers. A sense of calm came over her and she felt tension leave her body as she drifted off into a deep sleep.
Draco arrived at lunch but didn't eat. There was still no sign of Potter. He scanned the Gryffindor table. Hermione and Ron were missing as well. She was probably fucking him right now. Just then Ron walked in holding Lavender's hand and Draco exhaled, feeling a twinge of relief. Still, who was she fucking? Who had gotten her pregnant?
He thought about marching up to the infirmary and demanding answers from her, but he had other ideas. He hadn't seen Princess in quite a while and he was missing her. He would have her and have her often. He started to imagine her pregnant with swollen breasts and found it turned him on. He would dump Hermione's cheating ass and continue fucking Princess. That was just fine with him.
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