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Locked In	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 117470 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Draco sighed and knocked on Snape’s door. Of course things had been too smooth the past two months to continue on as they had. The vampire opened the door with a surly snarl.

“What?”

Draco cringed. “Sir, do you have any morning sickness potion?”

Snape’s face immediately softened. “It’s finally caught up with her?”

Draco nodded miserably. “She hasn’t kept anything down in a few days and Madam Pomfrey doesn’t have anything strong enough that’s still safe for the baby.”

Snape nodded and motioned for him to come in. “I don’t have anything on hand, but I can whip something up fairly quick. I’ll need some help though.”

Draco nodded. “Anything sir. I… I can’t stand to see her this way.”

Snape gave him a sad smile. “Lily was the same way. Go get me some chamomile and peppermint leaves out of the store room.”

They worked in relative silence except for a few muttered orders from Snape on the proper way to render the ingredients. The potion was done in less than half an hour.

“Have her take one swallow every time she vomits. It might not work immediately. Also, try to get a few crackers down her. Lemon drops and water with a twist of lemon work well. Ginger is also good for it. And if none of that works, let me know.”

Draco’s head was spinning by the time Snape was through. He knew he’d been studious when Lily was pregnant, but his retention of that knowledge was astounding and a little overwhelming. He dazedly walked out the door, eyes set firmly on the potion in his hands, and collided with someone very firm… and cold. He looked up, momentarily broken from his stupor.

“Naomi?”

Snape appeared by his side in an instant. His eyes searched every plane of the beautiful vampire’s face, finally locking on her shocking blue eyes. She smiled.

“I’m home Severus.”

Draco made a hasty and silent retreat. If this potion or any of the other remedies Snape had told him about didn’t help her nausea, surely the knowledge that Snape finally found his mate would. He rushed back to the ROR, their little home of refuge, and walked straight to the bathroom where he knew she would be. Sure enough, she was resting on the floor beside the loo. His heart ached to see her so pale.

“Wake up, love,” he whispered softly as he picked her up. “I have some wonderful news.”

“This is all a dream?”

He sighed. “Sadly no. But I do have a remedy for you… and some more news.”

Hermione’s dull eyes sparked to life. “News?”

He grinned. “Remedy first. One swallow please.”

Hermione obeyed and sighed at the taste. “It’s strange, like a ginger ale.”

Draco frowned. “A what?”

“Muggle drink, flavored carbonated water. It fizzes and tastes a little like lemons and ginger.”

“Huh,” Draco said. “Snape said lemons and ginger helped with nausea.”

Hermione sighed. “I’ll try anything. This is horrible.”

“I’m sorry love. If I could go back-”

“Don’t you dare say it!” Hermione shrieked, fighting to get out of his grasp. He reluctantly set her on the edge of the tub. “Don’t you dare say you wouldn’t have done this-“ she choked back a sob.

Draco sighed. “Of course I would still marry you. I just… I believe we could have waited a year or two for a baby, don’t you?”

Hermione shrugged and rubbed her slightly puffy abdomen. “Perhaps, but don’t you dare tell me you regret this child.”

Draco scoffed. “Hardly. I love our daughter more than you could ever imagine. I wouldn’t give her up for the world. I just… wish her arrival could be delayed… at least until after graduation.”

Hermione sighed and allowed Draco to lean her body against his as he ran her a bath. “I do too, I suppose. I wish I could at least skip this part.”

Draco smiled sadly and spelled their clothes away. “I do too love. It hurts me to see you like this. However, I do have something that might cheer you up.”

“What?”

Draco lifted her up and placed her on his lap with her back to his chest in the tub. “Naomi has arrived.”

Hermione spun around so fast she had to grab onto the side of the tub for balance. “She what?”

Draco smirked. “She showed up at his door.”

Hermione smiled and snuggled into his chest, delighted that everything had finally turned out the way they hoped it would. “Oh I hope he’s happy.”

Draco chuckled. “He looked like a starving man being presented with a four course meal.”

Hermione nodded. “He deserves it.”

Draco sighed and sank down into the water. “He really does.”

“Sentimental Gryffindor.”

Draco snorted. “Hardly.”

“How are the other happy couples?” Hermione asked, fighting back a yawn.

Draco smiled into her hair. “Daphne and Theresa have decided on a joint wedding… tomorrow night. I suggested the ROR. They’ll have to scram after the ceremony because I’m not giving my bed up for anyone, but I thought the room would be accommodating.”

Hermione nodded. “We’ll make it lovely for them.”

Draco held her closer to him. “Has the potion helped any?”

“A little. I still feel sick and dizzy, but I don’t think I’ll be evacuating my stomach for a while.”

“I am sorry love.”

Hermione shrugged. “It’s all part of it I suppose. Did you find that spell that hides the stomach?”

Draco leaned back against the tub and hummed. It felt wonderful to relax in the bath with his wife. “I found several books on the subject. I thought I’d run them by Professor Snape before we tried them out though. I’m sure he could point us in the right direction.”

Hermione nodded and rubbed her abdomen again. It was hardly anything, not more than a little paunch that could be explained away as one too many large meals in the Great Hall, but it was her paunch, her daughter. She smiled down at her stomach. In six more months, she’d probably resemble a whale and be begging for the end, but for now, she could enjoy.

“Hermione?”

She leaned back against Draco’s chest and relaxed for the first time in days. “What is it love?”

“What do you want to do after graduation? I mean, obviously we need to purchase a home. I’ll not be indebted to Potter my whole life. I’ve already transferred my personal funds into a vault that father can’t touch and I’ve procured a solicitor to handle our affairs. But what after? Did you want to stay at home with our daughter? Did you have a career in mind?”

Hermione sighed. “Well, I had hoped to further my education and go into lawmaking.”

Draco chuckled. “Equality for house elves then?”

Hermione huffed. “There’s nothing wrong with them wanting to better themselves.”

“No,” Draco said cautiously, knowing he was treading on thin ice. “But you’re going to have quite the time convincing them of that.”

Hermione sniffed. “Well, there should at least be an avenue for them to explore. Anyway, I’ll need to stay at home with the baby for a few months anyway. I’ll have plenty of time to think it over then.”

Draco held her closer to him. “Whatever you want to do love, I’ll support you no matter what.”

Hermione found herself close to tears. She really wished everyone could see Draco for the wonderful man he had become. It was moments like these that he really shone.

AN: Tadaa! Naomi's back. As always, thanks to everyone for your reviews. I'm trying to bribe my Muse with them but she's unfailingly stubborn. *pouts* Anyway, keep them coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys.
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