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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26888 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The minutes and the hours ticked by as Hermione sat by Scorpius's bedside waiting for him to wake. His even breathing was soothing to her soul as she thought of all that had happened in the past forty-eight hours. Draco had successfully made the potion to restore the children and administer the counter curse. One by one each child's coloring had improved and started waking up, all except for Scorpius. Draco had left an hour ago saying he needed some fresh air and a change of clothes. Hermione had only nodded to him, not knowing what else to say to the man she loved. She wanted to tell him that everything would be fine and soon Scorp would wake up. But, she knew as well as he did that maybe that wasn't necessarily going to be true in their case. There was always the chance that Scorp would never wake up. Gods forbid the ugly possibility of Scorpius slowly withering away and dying leaving a brokenhearted Draco and her of course. She smoothed her hand down his pale, cold cheek wishing he'd wake so she could see those dark grey eyes the color of his fathers.
"Oh, sweet Scorpius, please wake up. I don't think your Papa could handle losing you. I don't think my heart could either." She brought his little hand up to her lips and placed a soft, tender kiss on his palm. "Please little man, please wake up so we can talk about fire-breathing dragons, and flying on fast broomsticks on a hot, summer's night. I promise you that we'll read lots of books, at least four or five every night even if your Papa says it's time to go to sleep." Her words echoed in the small private hospital room as she held back the tears that were ready to flow. She was tired of the tears and stress. Wasn't it time for them to have some happiness in their lives? Didn't they deserve to have what every other family that she knew had with their families? Her hand went to cover her mouth as she took a deep breath, stifling the agonizing sob that threatened to escape her. A familiar presence swept over her as a hand came down on her shoulder pulling her back into a large, solid chest.
"It's OK, love. You don't always have to stay so strong. I'm here for you and Scorp. It's time to let it go." It felt like a rope was being extended reeling her to safety after balancing precariously on the edge of a cliff.
Draco's words were the catalyst for the dam breaking on her emotions and she let the tears flow. Her sobs were stifled somewhat as Draco held her tight and let her crumble for a moment. She'd been so resilient and fierce as they'd hunted for the children, and then in searching for a way to save them after the malicious curse. She'd remained stoic through the horrific battle that could have taken her life and that of her unborn child.
Several minutes later she was calmed down from Draco's continued soothing words and the soft backrub. She took a deep, shuddering breath and opened her eyes to look up at him, "I needed that I think."
"I know you did and not just because you're pregnant. I've pulled you into something the past several years that you probably wish you didn't have to be part of."
Hermione looked up at him with wide-eyed, "This whole thing was not your fault, and don't you dare think that way." She was nose-to-nose as her fiery temper came out. "If anyone's to blame it's me for not capturing all of the MacAteers in France during the first go-around they had with the law."
Draco grumbled something under his breath as his hands went up to her face tilting it to look up at him, "It wasn't your job to capture that entire clan on your own. For Merlin's sake, you can't believe…"
"Papa…I'm so thirsty." The tiny, scratchy voice interrupted their argument and they both turned towards the bed where Scorp had recently been lying so deathly quiet.
Draco's hands scooped Scorpius up in his arms and twirled him around the room. "Oh, son! You're going to be fine. Look, Hermione, he's going to be fine," he babbled with excitement mingled with shock.
He stopped long enough for Hermione to pepper kisses all over his face, which made Scorp start laughing. His laughter was music to their ears after such a long time of not hearing that sweet giggle. Soon their combined laughter brought in the healer and the assistant as they came running in, stopping mid-way to survey what was causing the noise. All three of them, Draco, Hermione, and Scorp were laughing and dancing while holding hands and circling around Scorp's hospital bed. The room was filled with happiness and no one presently there could deny what they were feeling.
"Oh! Scorpius is awake. That means that now all of the children have been healed from the curse." The healer came over to give hugs to all of them who in turn freely hugged her back. "I wasn't going to give up on this little guy. He's a fighter Draco." Her words were said with tears in her eyes, which made all of them become teary-eyed.
"He's a Malfoy, what can I say?" Draco's signature smirk was present as Hermione shook her head and playfully jabbed him in the ribs.
"I'm a cute Malfoy!" Scorpius chimed in smiling wide and pointing to himself.
"Yes, you are indeed," Hermione kissed his cheek, "You're also just as humble as your Papa."
"I'ma hummel," Scorpius said pointing to himself.
"I'm going to let you teach him all about what it means to be humble darling," Hermione said as she gave Scorp another hug.
The healer laughed, "How about I take Mr. Humble here and do one more check on him, and then I'll leave your family alone to celebrate."
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Harry poked his head into the hospital room to a wonderful sight. Scorpius was sitting up in bed and eating his supper with Draco and Hermione close by his side.
"Are you up for a visitor?" He walked over to the bed holding his hands behind his back.
"Uncle Harry, where's James and Albus?" Scorpius asked trying to look behind Harry's back.
"I'm here by myself right now. The boys are home getting ready for bed."
"Where are your hands?" Scorp was trying to look around him as he leaned almost all the way out of bed but was stopped by Draco's hands.
"My hands are holding a surprise Scorp. Would you be interested in knowing what it is?" Harry leaned back enough to still hide what he was holding.
"Yes, of course, I like surprises. Is it candy? I like candy. I like books too, right Herminee?" He looked up to his soon-to-be new, mum who gave him a thumbs up and a wink.
"Hmmm, I wonder if it's candy? I wonder if it's a book?" Harry looked up at the ceiling as if he also was trying to guess what he was holding.
"Potter, the suspense is killing me," Draco said dryly with a grin.
"Close your eyes Scorp and don't peek. Once you feel something in your hands you can open up your eyes."
"OK, just hurry. The supens is killing me too." Scorp closed his eyes tightly while Hermione tried hard not to laugh-out-loud at Scorp mimicking Draco's words.
Harry brought out his surprise while Draco and Hermione's mouths opened with astonishment.
Scorpius started to laugh as he felt what was in his hands, "It's furry Uncle Harry. Can I open my eyes now?"
"Sure, see what I brought you."
Scorpius opened his eyes wide and almost screamed, "It's a…it's a…what is it?" All of the adults couldn't hold back their laughter and none of them could answer the little boy at first. Finally, after wiping the tears from her eyes from laughing so hard Hermione spoke.
"Scorp, it looks like you are the proud owner of a Pygmy Puff."
"Oh, joy," Draco said sarcastically giving a big sigh.
The purple Pygmy Puff started squeaking in Scorpius's hands. "Is it alive?" he gasped as he held it up to look at it more closely. He brought his finger out to poke it and it squeaked again.
"Yes, Scorp it is very much alive so you can't poke it like that. A Pygmy Puff is a miniature Puffskein. They don't like to be poked, but they do like to be cuddled gently. Don't ever squeeze it too hard or you'll hurt it." Hermione stopped talking suddenly when she realized she had been lecturing him.
Draco leaned over, "I love my Know-it-All witch." Hermione scowled at him crossing her arms in front of her with pretend disgust.
"Aunt Ginny used to have a Pygmy Puff named Arnold. She actually brought him to Hogwarts with her one year." Harry reached down to pet the poofy animal.
"Was that actually legal? I thought they were banned from Hogwarts being a Weasley product?" Draco asked.
"It was our sixth year, her fifth and she really didn't ask if she could bring him. She smuggled him onto the Hogwarts Express." Draco raised his eyebrows at Harry's reply, who only grinned back at him.
Harry walked out of the room and came back carrying a small cage and a bag of food. "Here is his little house with a fluffy bed for your furry pet and some food. Do you think you can be a big boy and take care of a pet?"
Scorp sat with his nose scrunched and bringing his fingers up to his mouth. Then his lips started trembling and he looked like he was going to cry, "What if I don't know how to take care of it? What if it dies?" His little face crumpled up with horror as he started to cry thinking about his new pet.
Draco reached over and rubbed his son's back, "I know you Scorp. You've always treated animals with kindness and I don't think you'll do anything differently with your new pet." His words seemed to stop the crying.
"Are you sure Papa?"
"I'm absolutely positive Scorp."
Scorpius's happy smile made all the adults sigh with relief. "What are you going to name your Pygmy Puff, Scorp?" Hermione finally asked.
Scorp bit his lip, "Hmm, let me think…" They all sat anxiously waiting as the boy sat and sat tapping his lip in concentration. "I think I have an answer."
"Well…what are you going to name it?" Draco asked watching him intently.
"I think I will name him…Harry Potter." Scorpius beamed up at his Uncle Harry, while Draco snort laughed so hard Hermione smacked him on the arm.
Harry meanwhile stood with his lips pressed together trying not to laugh, "That's a great name Scorp. I think he'll really like that name. It's very popular right now."
"Should we get him a pair of glasses?" Draco asked with a snigger.
"That's a great idea, Papa!"
"Gods, you're incorrigible," Hermione mumbled under her breath looking at Draco.
Scorpius held him softly against his chest, "Harry, you are going to like living at my house. We're going to have lots of fun." His words only made the adults present smile even more.
The next day, Draco and Hermione were able to take Scorpius home after one more quick, final check-up. Scorp was the last child affected by the curse to leave St Mungo's. Walking into their house all together seemed like a dream come true.
Scorp ran around singing, "I missed you house. I missed you house."
Hermione, with her whacked-out hormones, could only stand there and cry as she watched Scorp running around out of control. Draco came up behind her putting his arms around her waist and laid his head on her shoulder. "Life is back to its normal, glorious chaos."
"I know. Isn't it wonderful?" She kept sobbing as he held her tight as they watched Scorpius holding "Harry Potter" and showing him his new home. They really didn't know yet if "Harry Potter" was a he or a she, but they'd have to find that out later after George inspected the Pygmy Puff when it got a little older.
Scorp dropped to the ground next to the large bookshelf, "See Harry, these are my books and we're going to read lots of books together." He then got up and walked into the dining area, "This is where we'll eat our breakfast and have snacks."
"You know, Uncle Harry isn't too bad of a fellow," Draco said as he swayed with her in his arms. "But, I think that we need to go out and buy a Kneazle for their kids and return the favor. What do you think?"
"Well, if we're going to buy one for Harry's household, we better not forget Ron. He loved Crookshanks so much." Hermione said with a chuckle.
"He did? I always had the impression he didn't like your cat."
"You are exactly right and that's why they both need one," Hermione said.
"Oh, my love you are cunning. I still think you would have made a fine Slytherin." He twirled her around in his arms so he could see her face.
"I think it's because I've been consorting with too many Slytherins and picked up on how to be shrewd, clever, and determined. Overall, your loyalty to me is one of your greatest qualities Draco."
"That means a lot to me, especially coming from a Gryffindor."
"I've always felt that we all show characteristics from all houses in our personalities. You were very brave in fighting the MacAteers and saving me." Hermione stood on her toes to kiss him, her lips pressing softly against his.
"I would have done anything to save you because I love you." Draco returned her kiss, drawing her even closer until they were pressed against each other.
Their long kiss was interrupted by a quiet voice, "Harry, that is called a kiss, and Papa and Herminee do it a lot. I think that's why a baby is growing inside of my new mum. Don't tell anyone, but she's going to get really fat like Aunt Ginny."
"I beg your pardon?" Hermione looked down sternly at Scorpius. "I may not get fat and it's not nice to call people fat."
Scorpius stuck his trembling lip out, "I'm sorry Herminee. That's what James told me about his mum." His sad eyes looked down at his feet.
Hermione fell to her knees and hugged Scorp to her. "Oh sweetheart, it's Ok." She reached out and placed his small hand on her now expanding stomach. "Did you see that my belly is starting to poke out a little? That means that your baby brother or sister is growing inside of me. Pretty soon my belly will get even bigger, but that's because the baby will be growing bigger."
Scorp rubbed his hand on her stomach, "Are you sure there's really a baby inside of you?"
"I'm positive. How about the next time we go see the healer we take you with us? She'll show us a little picture of the baby and then you can see for yourself."
"Does the baby have the same color of hair as me and Papa?" Scorp asked looking up at Draco.
Hermione sighed, "Probably."
"Of course it will because it'll be a Malfoy, but it will probably be wild and curly too like Herminee's." Draco winked at Hermione who only grinned back at him.
Scorpius pulled Draco down next to where he and Hermione sat. "So, when are we getting married?"
"That, Scorp, is a very good question. I don't want to be waddling too terribly down the aisle when I get married. So Draco?" Hermione tilted her head as she looked at the man she loved
"What do you think about next month?" Draco asked his eyes lighting up with mischief.
"Next month? How in the world would we get a wedding pulled together in a month?"
"We actually have a secret weapon at our disposal," Draco said.
Hermione looked at him wondering what the secret mysterious weapon was. She bit her lip trying to think of who could help them. "I don't think it's Ginny since she just gave birth and I wouldn't ask that of her right now."
"You are so close Granger; so very close," Draco said teasing her. She actually liked it now when he called her by her last name. The venom of past years was gone in his tone and now replaced by playful banter.
Her face wrinkled in meditation and then she jumped up, "I know! Mrs. Weasley is who you're talking about." She smiled at him with her hands on her hips.
"Spot on, love!" Draco swatted her bum and she yelped with laughter.
Scorp leaned over to Draco, "Did she do something wrong to get a spanking?"
"Oh, no, she came up with the right answer." Scorp looked at him in puzzlement. Turning to Hermione Draco said, "What are you waiting for? Go floo call the woman."
Hermione jumped up heading towards the fireplace grabbing the floo powder. "Mrs. Weasley? Are you home?"
Molly's head came through, "Yes, dear. What can I help you with?"
"Mrs. Weasley, how would you like to plan a wedding?"
"Oh, a wedding! I'd love to help. When are you thinking it'll be?" Molly came through to their living room sending a smile Draco and Scorp's way.
"How about next month?" Hermione asked shyly.
"Oh, Merlin's beard girl. Well…yes. Let's start planning." Molly reached out hugging Hermione while Draco sat back smugly watching the two women chatting excitedly about the upcoming wedding.

Well, there you go. I promised you that happy times were coming and here they are, How do you like having Scorpius back in the story? I missed the cute little guy and his humor. I especially liked how he named his new Pygmy Puff "Harry Potter". I had a few names I was thinking about, but Harry Potter was always my first choice. I promised several readers that I would write the wedding into the story and that's what I'm doing. I hope it will meet all of your expectations. Is there anything you want to see in the wedding or honeymoon? I would love to hear back from more readers as we are heading near the end of the story. Thanks so much to so many of you that have stayed with me and kept reading and reviewing. You're all so amazing to me.
If you haven't started reading them yet, I'm still writing my Snamione, "Living" and my
Fredmione, "Playing with Granger". All of my stories are very different from each other, but I like all of them the same. I'll see you next time!
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