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1912 Present meet Past UNDER CONSTRUCTION	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: SOME OF THE EVENTS PORTRAYED ARE BASED OFF OF REAL FACTS AND PEOPLE. I do NOT own any Harry Potter characters.That right goes to the AMAZING J.K. Rowling. I do own some of the made up people and places you will encounter.

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@saxman66- Yes lol, that proposal was strong but it was meant to be. It was a light hearted moment that was meant to add some humor to the chapter and show how the characters have grown as friends. I am glad you still enjoyed it though. Unfortunately this chapter is a little darker but I personally enjoyed writing it.

Chapter 33- Breakdown
Friday, April 13^th, 2001 07:16pm
Draco rushed to catch Hermione before she fell to the floor. He caught her in his arms and began to panic. He didn’t know what was wrong. She was only feeling nauseous and moody. She never mentions lightheaded or anything.
“Mione?” Harry called out. “Hermione! Wake up!”
“What did you do to her?” Seamus yelled at Draco.
Draco looked up from the passed out girl in his arms and stared Seamus down.
“I didn’t do anything! Why would I do something to her?” he retorted back angrily.
“Well you-” Seamus began to argue but was cut off by Harry.
“We need to get her to the hospital! Malfoy can you carry her? I’ll get the floo powder.”
Draco nodded his head as he went to pick Hermione up but Dean joined in with just as much anger as Seamus.
“Don’t you touch her! What did you do?” he screamed with furry.
“Dean! He didn’t do anything to her; now get the FUCK out of the way so we can get her to St. Mungo’s!” Ginny interfered, stepping in between Draco and the two very pissed off Gryffindor’s.
Draco had never been more thankful for the red head. He scooped Hermione up into his arms bridal style and quickly rushed to the fireplace. He stepped in with Harry and turned around.
“ST. MUNGO’S!” Harry yelled as he threw the floo powered to the ground.
A bright green flame engulfed them as it began to teleport them to the hospital. Once they arrived Draco stepped out and followed Harry as fast as he could to the reception desk.
“We need a Healer!” Harry yelled as he ran to the station. “Hurry! My friend collapsed!”
The receptionist quickly stood up and pressed a button that sent a page across the room.
“Healer Francis to the Main Lobby for an emergency, Paging Healer Francis to the Main Lobby for an emergency.”
A quick snap and a tall middle aged man appeared before them. A few others, both men and women came rushing out of a door just down the hall with a gurney in tow as they ran to meet up with the group in the lobby.
Healer Francis rushed to Draco and looked down at Hermione. He waved his hand behind him to have the nurses bring the gurney over.
“Set her down son.” He asked Draco calmly as he stepped out the way.
Draco carefully laid Hermione down and stepped back. He didn’t notice before how pale she had gotten or how fragile she looked. Even worse, he didn’t notice the blood that had seeped out of her and onto his white sleeve.
‘She told him something was wrong and he fucking passed it off as nothing! How could he be so stupid? Why didn’t he listen to her and get the Healer to come right away?’
The Healer and nurses rushed Hermione down the hall and into an elevator. Harry rushed after them but didn’t make it in time before the doors closed. He turned back around and made his way to the desk, demanding to know where they have taken Hermione. Draco wasn’t listening though. He stood frozen in the same spot staring off into nothingness with his arms at his side.
‘This was his fault; if he had only just listened to her. She had been extra tired the last few days and hardly ate anything put in front of her. She was extra moody and emotional as well but not enough to make him think something was wrong. Why didn’t he pay more attention? He passed it off as her having her monthly, but it was obvious a not long ago, that she wasn’t on her period. What could have possibly made her collapse?’
Harry was calling his name but he wasn’t listening. He kept thinking about how this was all his fault as he stared into oblivion.
“Malfoy!” Harry called out touching his shoulder but Draco just stood there.
“This is my fault.” He whispered as he raised his blood stained arm and looked at it.
“This isn’t your fault Malfoy.” Harry stated calmly. “Come on they said she is going to the second floor.”
“But she told me she thought something was wrong with her!” he stated in frustration ripping his shoulder out of Harry’s grasp. “I saw her getting sick and I didn’t do anything! And now…now she’s unconscious and bleeding for no reason!”
“Malfoy! Calm down. We don’t know anything yet and I saw the signs too but passed it off. She always took care of herself when she got sick so I didn’t think anything about it. This isn’t anyone’s fault and right now we need to be there for her and find out what happened, so let’s go!”
Harry grabbed Draco’s arm and pulled him to the elevator. He hit the button marked ‘2’ and waited for the elevator to close. The lift moved up and stopped after what felt like hours to Draco. Time moved so slowly to him he just wished he knew what was wrong.
“Floor 2, Ward for Magical Bugs and Diseases.” A speaker on the elevator announced.
“Bugs and Diseases? Why the fuck did they bring her to this floor Potter?” Draco question in anger.
“They don’t know what caused it. It’s to make sure she wasn’t bit by anything or contracted something before they move on to potions and spells. This is the first place they bring ER patients with unknown illnesses. The waiting room is over there.” he pointed down the hall “We can wait there until someone comes out and talks to us. I am going to see if someone can floo the house and talk to Ron and Ginny and get her paperwork filled out. I’ll be right back, okay?”
Draco nodded his head and Harry rushed off to find a staff member. Draco walked slowly down the hall and into the waiting room. He looked around and saw a few people crowding around each other. Some were crying and some were patiently reading a magazine or newspaper. A few kids were in a corner playing with some muggle game, stacking wooden blocks on top of each other making the tower bigger until it fell over and they began laughing.
He sat himself away from everyone and placed his face in his hands. He wanted to cry or scream out but he didn’t. He told himself he needed to hold it together, so he stayed in that position for a few minutes trying to get his emotions under control. It wasn’t until Harry had come back and sat next to him that he sat up and leaned back in the chair.
“Everyone should be here soon. Ginny, Ron, Blaise, and Theo explained everything to Seamus, Dean, and Neville. Luna I guess tried to help too. I don’t know how she already knew but that’s Luna for you.”
Draco took a deep breath in and looked around the room again. The kids had reset the game they were playing and all Draco wanted to do was going over and knock the blasted tower down in anger. He took another breath and turned his attention elsewhere.
“Luna knew before anyone else knew. She found a picture of me and Hermione on the Titanic in a muggle museum.” He explained.
“Oh well. Leave it up to Luna to find everything out before us all.” He chuckled slightly.
Draco however was in no laughing mood. He crossed his arms and waited. Eventually the rest of the group showed up and began asking questions he didn’t have the answers to.
“How is she?” Ginny asked as she rushed to Harry.
“We don’t know. No one has come out to talk to us yet.” Harry replied softly.
“What happened?” Ron asked frantic.
“We don’t know.”
“Where is she now?” Neville chimed in.
“WE DON’T KNOW! Merlin’s Beard stop asking questions we don’t have the answers to!” Draco yelled out putting his face back into his hands.
He could hear Ginny whisper to Harry and the others but he ignore them. He didn’t want to hear them anymore anyway. His only focus was on Hermione and hoping she was okay.
The hours passed by and no one said a word. He figured it was in fear of being snapped at again but he didn’t care. He needed to know what was wrong and the waiting was killing him. Every time a Healer walked in he sat up, but he was always disappointed when they went to talk to someone else. He lost hope anytime a staff member entered the room after the first three; the Healer that entered now, was no exception.
However this time the Healer walked to his group. Draco’s eyes widened and he sat up quickly. The rest of the group saw his actions and realized why he did it. He stood up when the Healer finished walking over to him. The healer looked tired and defeated which had Draco very worried.
“My name is Healer Barska. Are you all family and friends of Ms. Hermione Granger?” the Healer asked politely.
The group collectively nodded their heads so he continued.
“Is she okay?” Draco asked not looking away from the man.
“I am assuming you are the significant other?” He asked calmly.
“I am. She is my fiancée. How is she doing? Is she okay? No one has told us anything for hours! What the fuck have you people been doing?” he started to get mad.
“Healer Francis is with her now but please try to calm down Sir. I will not tolerate-”
“Do you know who I am!” he yelled out and he could feel Ginny’s hand on his left arm.
“Sir who you are does not-”
“You might want to reconsider your next words very carefully Healer Barska.” Blaise interrupted. “Are you new to England? Have you not read a paper lately?”
“I am just moved here from America a few weeks ago and I am very busy man Sir. I do not have time to read the papers or listen to idol gossip.”
“Okay well let me clear things up for you. Hermione Granger, best friend of Harry Potter, who is right there and Ron Weasley, right over there. She is one third of the golden trio who help defeat the Dark Lord who I am sure you have heard of. Her fiancé is Draco Malfoy; son of Lucius Malfoy, who, has donated more than enough money to this hospital to keep it up and running and are both ex Death Eaters. They have major in’s with the Ministry, so if you want to keep your job at this hospital then I suggest you know who you are working on and who you are speaking to. Now answer the man and tell us what is wrong with Granger.” Blaise explained rather calmly.
“I…I am sorry Sir. I didn’t know….She is fine but-.”
“Oh thank Godric!” Ginny exclaimed.
“When can I see her?” Draco asked impatiently.
“Well, there are a few things we need to go over first. There were some complications and we had to do surgery to stop the bleeding. It was touch and go; we almost lost her a few times but managed to revive her. The cause was a ruptured fallopian tube due to an Ectopic Pregnancy.”
“I’m sorry what?” Harry asked confused.
Draco’s face dropped at the sudden realization that Hermione not only almost died but was also pregnant. He stumbled backwards in shock; Harry reached out catching him and helped him sit down.
“An Ectopic Pregnancy.” He continued “It’s where the fertilized egg implants itself outside of the uterus. Now under normal circumstances, in the muggle word, there is no way to save the pregnancy and most of the time the tube itself. However, in the wizarding world, we have proper spells to place the egg back into the uterus safely; saving the fetus and the tube. She is sleeping now but she is weak. We currently have her on a blood replenishing potion IV to restore the blood she lost and moved her to the maternity ward on the fifth floor. We have also done a few tests and upon further inspection, have come to the conclusion that she is six weeks along.”
“Six weeks? That’s impossible!” Draco managed to finally say.
“Have you two not had sex in the past two month?” he asked carefully.
“You don’t understand Healer Barska. It is impossible. Hermione hasn’t had sex with anyone up until about a week or two ago.” Ginny added.
“It’s quite possible actual-” Luna began but was cut off by Barska.
“Well she is six weeks pregnant Miss. We have done multiple pregnancy charms to confirm. I do have to ask though; she appears to have received a contraption spell not long before she collapsed. I am afraid that spell being used countless times after the initial pregnancy began, can cause this type of situation to occur in witches. If you didn’t know she was pregnant beforehand, it is perfectly understandable. It happens more often than not.”
“I want to see her…Now!” Draco demanded as he stood up confused and angry.
“I can allow only immediate family at this time to vis-”
Draco walked up to the man and grabbed a hold of his lapel. His hands were turning red and his body felt like it was on fire.
“You are getting on my last nerve!” He hissed through gritted teeth. “You will let me and her friends, who are her family, to see her and you will let us see her now!”
The man’s scrubs started smoking under Draco’s hands and he looked absolutely terrified but Draco was far from caring. He would do whatever it took to see Hermione and the shit the man was saying about six weeks, to him, was utter bullocks. He was furious now.
‘Hermione almost died because of his stupid mistakes and now this blasted Healer wouldn’t let him see her? He was the one who used the spell on her all those times and never thought anything of-wait…shit, he didn’t use the spell the night before they returned to this time…fuck! They both fell asleep and then had such a busy day; it slipped both of their minds. If he fucking remembered to use the spell in the first place then they wouldn’t be in this mess! This is exactly why he tried pushing her away the first time. He knew he would be the one to fuck her life up and drag her down into his hell.’
The more he thought about it the angrier he got. At himself and at the Healer for reminding him of mistake he made.
“Malfoy?” Harry cautiously approached on his left knowing exactly what Draco was capable of after seeing what he had done on the ship. “Malfoy you need to calm down, the man is just doing his job.”
“Draco.” Blaise tried to help as he began to slowly walk towards him on the right. “Draco let him go; Granger wouldn’t want you to do this.”
Both men had their hands up cautiously as they eased themselves closer to him. Draco ignored them and concentrated all of his anger at the Healer. Wind suddenly came out of nowhere, swirling around him but he brushed it off and continued to think about what a screw up he was.
‘This was his entire fault. He hurt Hermione. He hurt the one person he swore to himself he would protect. He hurt the only woman he has ever loved. She almost died because of him. How could he do this to her? He didn’t deserve her. He didn’t deserve anyone. Everything he touches goes bad. She was no exception. He couldn’t do it anymore; he had to let her go…for her own safety. He couldn’t risk hurting her again…No, not again. He had to see her. He had to see her one last time before he walked away from her…for good.’
People in the waiting room began screaming and running away. Adults were scooping up children and carrying them to safety as the wind picked up and clap of thunder echoed through the room. The group he was with, brought out their wands as they looked around the room in confusion but kept an eye on the Draco as his rage boiled over.
“DRACO!” Blaise yelled above the noise as he held a hand up to shield his eyes from the wind. “DRACO YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN!”
But Draco didn’t move. He stood his ground as he looked at the man who told him the worst news he could ever hear.
‘That spell being used countless times after the initial pregnancy began, can cause this type of situation to occur… He had basically told him, he caused this to happen to the love of his life. He survived a fucking ship sinking, just to watch Hermione almost die in his arms from yet another one of his fucking choices! He couldn’t take it anymore.’
He removed his hands from the Healers jacket and fell to his knees. The Healer ran out of the room in fear as security ran down the hall to the waiting room. They stopped though, once they saw the scene and pulled their wands out. Ginny ran over and placed herself in front of them to stop them from hexing Draco and the rest of the group, that wasn’t memorized by what was happening, joined her. The wind however, never died down as another clap of thunder rolled through the room. He put his face in his hands as he began to cry.
‘He always hurt people. He was a coward and a failure. How could Hermione love him? He was worthless. He got Fred killed, Dumbledore, hell even Snape died because he was the fucking true owner of the Elder wand until Potter disarmed him! He couldn’t help her in the Drawing Room and there was absolutely nothing he could do to help her now. Why the hell did he deserve any type of happiness when he caused everyone around him to die? He should have seen this coming! He never should have allowed himself to fall in love with her. He should have just stayed away the first time he tried to leave her. Why the fuck did he have to get so close to her? She was better off without him. She has Potter and Weasley to help her; he should just leave now. She would be so much happier without him.’
Friday, April 13^th, 2001 09:41pm
Harry’s POV
Harry knew what was happening the moment the wind picked up. He saw the power that Malfoy had from the memories and knew he possessed emotional magic. Hermione had explained it to him further a few days ago but never in his life did he think he would witness power of this magnitude. The wind wiped through the room knocking books over and blowing papers everywhere. The thunder cracked loudly almost as if he was right under a storm.
‘A storm? Wait…Malfoy created that storm the night he and Hermione fought on the pier in 1912. That explains so much now! He’s angry at himself just like he was on night of their date. If it wasn’t for Hermione telling him she didn’t hate him, the storm would never have subsided as quickly as it did. But why was he angry at himself right now? Did he blame himself for what happened to Hermione or did he blame himself for getting her pregnant? But he didn’t know she was pregnant…oh Merlin, please tell me he doesn’t think she lied to him about not being with someone before she got with him?”
Harry turned around frantic and he looked for the one person he knew might have an answer. He finally looked to the entrance and spotted Luna pointing her wand with Ginny, Neville, Ron and Theo at the four security guards trying to get in. He quickly rushed over to her and pulled her aside.
“Luna!” He yelled over the wind while dodging a book that flew by his head. “What were you saying about it being possible for Hermione to be six weeks pregnant?”
She looked at him confused for a moment but then looked over his shoulder at Draco.
“They traveled back in time!” she yelled looking back at Harry “Pregnancy that occurs in the past and then brought back to the present has a way of speeding up! No one knows why and it is always different amounts of time depending of the distance traveled! I have never seen or heard of it happening to anyone I know but I have read a few books where it has been documented to happen with time turners!”
‘It all makes sense now!’
“Thank you!” he yelled out to her and went to turn but he felt her hand touch his arm.
“Harry wait!” she called out to him turning him back around and she dipped to avoid being hit by cup. “That is not why he is upset!”
“What do you mean?”
“He is blaming himself for her almost dying! He thinks this is his all his fault, because I think, he was the one who used the spell on her!” she stated with a saddened expression.
Harry nodded his head in understanding and turned back. He walked across the room and knelt in front of Draco. He took a deep breath in as he realized that this was Draco’s breakdown. Blaise had moved forward to stop Harry from getting too close but Harry held up a hand to tell him to stand down. He had to calm Draco down without the interference of anyone else.
‘He knew how to handle Hermione when she had an attack but Malfoy…he was a whole different story. He had to handle this carefully or he would tear the entire hospital apart.’
“Malfoy!” he began as he carefully touched his shoulders with his hands.
Draco didn’t move or even flinch at the touch but he knew he could feel him. His body felt hot to the touch but Harry didn’t remove his hands from him.
“Malfoy this isn’t your fault! You didn’t know! This is not your fault! If you don’t stop you are going to tear the whole hospital apart!”
Draco removed his hands from his face and looked up at Harry. His face was red and he was obviously still crying but he didn’t say anything. Instead he lowered his head and looked at the floor.
“Malfoy!” Harry called out.
When Draco still didn’t look at him he knew he had to do more. So he did the only thing he knew would get Draco’s attention.
“LOOK AT ME FERRET!” He screamed out.
Draco’s head snapped up and his light grey eyes turned dark as he glared him down. The wind grew stronger and flipped the table the kids were playing on earlier, over.
“Good! Now listen to me! This is not your fault! You didn’t cause this! Say it with me! Come on Draco, say it! This…”
“Th…this.” Draco managed to say through his tears.
“Is not your fault!”
“Is…not…my…”
“Fault, come on Malfoy!”
“Fault…This…is not…m…my fault.”
“You did not cause this!”
“I…but I did!” Draco yelled out in frustration as he gripped his hair and lowered his head.
The glass on the window frame let out a loud crack as it began to weaken from the wind and a loud boom of thunder ripped across the room.
“YOU DIDN’T! NOW LOOK AT ME!” Harry screamed again as he lowered his head to look at Draco’s face. “Say it! You did not do this!”
“I did not…do this.” Draco repeated lifting his head back up.
“Hermione loves you Malfoy…say it!”
“Hermione…love…loves me.”
“Say it again!”
“Hermione loves me.”
“Believe it Malfoy! Feel it! She would not want you to blame yourself for this! You have a child on the way! You are going to be a father Draco!”
Draco’s face suddenly went serious as Harry said those last words. It seemed that mentioning his child was what he needed to calm down. The wind began to weaken slightly, so Harry thought more about what to say to help calm the Slytherin down.
“You have a baby on the way Malfoy. You can’t just think about yourself or Hermione anymore. You have to think about what your child wants.”
Draco’s expression softened as Harry continued. The wind was greatly slowing down but it still wasn’t enough; he had to keep going.
“You are going to raise that baby with Hermione and you are going to give them everything your father couldn’t. Your child needs you Draco; Hermione needs you.”
Papers were still flying through the air but the wind was no longer strong enough to lift up books and magazines so Harry continued.
“You need to think about what you are doing right now; this isn’t you. You are letting your anger get the best of you Malfoy. Don’t let it win; be better then it. Concur it…Own it. Think of the family you are about to have. Think about Aquila and what she has done for you so you can have this family.”
The wind fully subsided as Draco’s body temperature cooled.
‘He did it! He found a way to calm Malfoy without Hermione’ he mentally cheered to himself ‘He just now really hoped he wouldn’t have to experience that again but he knew he would. He just prayed to God he could teach Malfoy to control his magic before his anger got the best of him and took an entire building full of people down.’
“Thank you.” Draco muttered softly after a few long seconds before lowering his head to look at his hands.
“Don’t mention it.” Harry replied with a gentle smile as he removed his hands from Draco’s arms. ”Now we just need to explain to the hospital what just happened…Do you think you can help me manage that before we go see Hermione?” Harry asked calmly.
Draco nodded his head but never looked up.
“Actually,” Harry began when he looked up at Blaise. “How about Zabini and I talk to the hospital while I have Ginny sit with you. You look like you need a break and I guarantee the best person to help you with that, is her…” he looked around the room “You also might need to make a sizable donation, to fix all this.”
“Okay.” Draco stated rather sadly, still not looking up from his hands.
Harry stood up and nodded to Blaise to help him. They both grabbed a bicep and pulled Draco to his feet; walking him over to a chair they sat him down.
“Hey Gin.” Harry called out not looking away from the blonde Slytherin Prince. “Can you sit with Malfoy while Zabini and I talk to the hospital?”
Ginny apparently was still pointing her wand at one of the security guards who was trying to enter the room, in anger.
“Once sec!” She yelled back.
Harry turned his head to look at his wife and saw her hex a guard, who had managed to push passed Theo, in the back. He fell to his knees and instantly covered his face with his hands. His face contorted and his hands were pushed out of the way as a bat flew out of his nose. The guard let out a scream in panic and stood up. He swatted at the bat but as soon as he did another one flew out of his nose. He freaked out and ran out of the room in terror. Ginny however was proudly smiling while she crossed the room and sat down next to Draco.
“Great, now I also have to explain to the hospital about how my wife just hexed a security guard with the bat-bogey hex.” Harry sighed in defeat.
“Well he was being a pompous jerk. He deserved it.” She replied defending herself. “I can explain that for you if you like.”
“No, no that is quite alright Gin. Zabini and I can handle it.”
Harry kissed his wife on the top of the head and began to walk out of the room. He first stopped the standoff that was happening at the entrance as more guards arrived and Dean and Seamus joined in. He managed to explain to the Head Officer who he was and the department he worked for. He told him what exactly just happened and that everything was under control now. Thanking Merlin he was an Auror and was trained to handle situations like this, he was also able to talk the officers down from arresting Draco. Now he just needs to explain to the rest of the staff what happened and hopefully avoid reporters he knew would be sniffing around for a story.
‘Life as an Auror was never ending. He definitely needed a drink after this.’
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